"See where else you can hide!"

Viki looked at the fire on the mountain and smiled with satisfaction.

After the sneak attack plan was aborted and the successive attacks failed, Wiki carefully analyzed the next battle situation and thought of a fire attack. After reporting the situation to General Hans, the commander of the Left Army, Hans agreed to send two high-ranking magicians to assist him in his attack on the town of Sepp.

At dusk, two magicians rushed to the Wiki's army. After a little preparation, Vicky ordered the two to use fire-based advanced magic to ignite a mountain fire and destroy the enemies lurking on the mountain. In the light of the fire, the Asman army once again advanced towards the bloody mountain pass.

The narrow mountain road can only accommodate seven or eight people at the same time. No matter how many troops there are, they can't be deployed here. According to this situation, Phantom Blade divided the eight hundred people into ten groups, each with eighty people, and guarded a place dozens of meters away from the mountain road.

At this time, Phantom Blade stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the officers and soldiers of his brigade with a complicated expression.

"There is no one who does not want to live well, but I have led you to a dead end. Will you hate me?, although this is the fate of a soldier, and although someone must die in this situation, the captain still feels sorry for you!" At this moment, Phantom Blade even felt ashamed of his own selfishness, and walked towards his soldiers.

"Are you afraid?" said Phantom Blade, walking up to a young soldier. The latter was wiping the sword in his hand repeatedly, looking nervous.

"I'm afraid ......" the soldier began to shake his head, then nodded again and whispered.

"Then why don't you stand up in the first place?" Phantom Blade asked softly, smiling.

"Nobody stands up. I can't afford to lose that face, how can I say that we have half a pound of goods down there!" the soldier smiled bitterly.

"A large group of soldiers, all of them are good. Phantom Blade laughed.

The army is such a special collective, as long as the order is given, even if it is death, the soldiers can only bravely rush forward. If anyone chooses to retreat at this time, then for the rest of his life, he will leave an indelible shadow in his heart - you are not worthy of being a man. The retreat on the battlefield is a group behavior that people can understand and will not target a single person. And this kind of practice of abandoning comrades-in-arms at the moment of life and death will be despised by the world. This may be the reason why a large group of officers and soldiers would rather die with a bang than go into the phalanx on the right.

As the Asman soldiers made their way over the jumble of boulders and piles of rolling logs to the end of the trail, Phantom nodded to one of the officers.

"One group, follow me!" eighty men followed him and rushed towards the Asman soldiers.

It was as if flowing water suddenly met a, and the two forces collided heavily, stirring up a wave of blood. The three regiments of soldiers rushed up, and in a few moments, several Asman soldiers were cut to the ground.

"Didn't knock over the two, who the fuck dares to lie down, let's despise him together underground!" the officer wiped the blood from his face and laughed loudly.

"Okay! The three regiments have never taken advantage of the situation and have never suffered a loss!" the crowd shouted in response, and brandished their swords again, facing the enemy behind them.

When death becomes an unchangeable fate, people become extraordinarily free. In the eyes of these soldiers who used to lie drunk and gentle, and when they woke up, the battle was nothing more than a game at the cost of their lives. What they can do is to use their lives as bargaining chips in exchange for an honor.

Half an hour later, two groups took over from one and went into battle. When one group came down, there were only about thirty people left.

The remaining groups also took over from the other groups one after another, and threw themselves into the battle one by one.

The battle continued, but the number of officers and soldiers under Phantom Blade was getting smaller and smaller. But the soldiers still stepped on the bodies of the enemy and their brothers, and fought bloodily.

An Asman soldier, after stabbing a soldier of three regiments with a sword, swung his sword and slashed at one of them. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his leg, and he fell heavily to the ground, and his head was cut off by the three regiments of soldiers in front of him. The last thing he saw was the soldier he had stabbed down, letting go of the knife that had slashed at his leg and closing his eyes with a cruel smile.

A soldier of the third regiment, who was as strong as an ox, was stabbed into the waist by two spears, but gritted his teeth and grabbed the two spears with his left hand, and slashed at the throats of the two Asman soldiers who were struggling to pull the spears back with his right hand. Blood gushed out like a spring and sprayed on his body.

"That's enough!" he smiled, fell on his back, and muttered in his mouth.

There was no hatred between soldiers and soldiers, but the war made them crazy.

When dawn came, more and more Asman soldiers poured out of the mountain road, but there were not many people in the third regiment, and they had been forced out of the mountain road.

Gathering the last twelve soldiers, Phantom Blade gave the last order of his life, and once again charged at the enemy.

"Three regiments, follow me!"

A rain of arrows struck, and the soldiers fell beside him one by one. The Phantom Blade had seven or eight feathered arrows stuck in its body, and its body staggered towards the enemy.

"Why can't I feel pain anymore?"

Another wave of arrows struck, and the Phantom Blade fell.

"Honey, I'm coming to see you. I've finally become a real man, can you forgive me?"

At that moment, Phantom Blade remembered his wife.

He vaguely recalled the dusk in his hometown many years ago, the small river at sunset, and the figure of him and her leaning together under the willow trees by the river.

After the third division of the Fifth Army Corps, the third regiment and the first brigade were ordered to break through the three regiments, and the captain Phantom Blade led 800 dead soldiers, taking advantage of the dangerous terrain to block the first division of the Left Army of the Asman Empire for eight hours, destroying 1,500 enemies. Including the captain's phantom blade, none of the 800 officers and soldiers survived.

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Looking at the fire on the mountain, Liuyun turned around in silence and gave the order to set off to the breakthrough troops, and then led the Black Hawk into the southern mountain road.

Iverson and Walker also led the team to follow. The three regiments of 800 men who broke through with the clouds were temporarily organized into two squadrons, with Iverson and Walker in charge. Alia followed Long Yun into the mountains, and together with Monsoon, she protected Shui Ling'er's safety.

In order to prevent the three regiments from breaking through from the south, the two infantry regiments sent a large number of secret outposts, which were buried in the weeds and bushes in the mountains. Before the 1st Division launched an attack on the 3rd Regiment, the sentries were ordered to be on increased vigilance and closely monitored around the clock.

They have been faithfully fulfilling their orders, but there has been no shadow of the Fire Cloud Emperor ** person in the south. When Liuyun decided to lead the team to break through from here, they couldn't send any more news.

Because Hedda took a dozen or so members of the "Night Wind" squadron to carry out targeted killings of these dark posts along the way. The members of the team who had used the levitation technique appeared silently behind the sentry like ghosts in the night, flashed daggers in their hands, and disappeared silently. Only corpses remained, slowly cooling in the night breeze.

Out of the mountain road, Liuyun quickly gathered the Black Hawk together. After Iverson and Walker had also gathered their troops, Liuyun called the two to him.

"I will lead the Black Hawk in the lead, and insert directly into the junction of the enemy's two infantry regiments, to guard and cover you on both sides. The two of you lead your troops through as fast as you can. ”

"What happens when you get out?" asked Iverson.

"Let's go out and meet, and I'll lead the Black Hawk to catch up with you. Liuyun said in a deep voice.

Under Heda's leadership, Black Hawk began a forced march towards the junction of the two infantry regiments. Iverson and Walker followed.

Everything went very smoothly, and the Black Hawk quickly cut into the gap in the enemy's defense, spreading out to the sides, covering the passage of eight hundred men of the three regiments.

Looking at the officers and men of the Third Regiment who were advancing rapidly, Liuyun's heart suddenly felt extremely uneasy, and he faintly felt that a catastrophe was imminent.

At this moment, the dark night sky suddenly became fiery red like a fire. Red clouds flew towards the location of the black eagle.

"Everybody's down!"

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