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A group of energetic young soldiers, led by a one-armed silver-haired general, arrived at the Sit Bridge on the Pecos River.

These young people are all students who are about to graduate from the Imperial Affairs Command Academy.

This one-armed general is a legendary figure. His students only know that he used to be an ordinary junior officer in the Black Hawk Regiment in his early years, but he was ordered in a critical battle, and the deputy company commander directly sat in the position of division chief of staff. In this war, he lost an arm, and he completed a six-level jump that was unique in the emperor like a rocket, and was officially appointed as the chief of staff of the division after the war.

After Mo Ge, the commander of the Second Iron Division of the Black Eagle Legion, left office, he became the commander of the Second Iron Division and the only one-armed general in the entire Fire Cloud Emperor. However, puzzling is that shortly afterward, he left the Black Hawk Regiment and entered the Imperial Command College as a teacher, ending his life in the regular army.

"Wow, the scenery here is so beautiful," a female student smiled happily and ran to the bridge like a cheerful lark.

Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains, green water, and beauties constitute a beautiful picture in the sun.

A few boys behind the girl couldn't help but look fascinated for a while.

"Teacher, you chose the place where we had the last lesson, you know, it will make us more reluctant to you" The girl turned her head, looked at the old man in the distance with sparkling eyes, and smiled sweetly.

The general smiled faintly, and then fell into deep thought.

When the clouds of war are gone. Young people who have grown up in peacetime see the good side of life with their eyes. And a soldier like him lives forever in the painful memories of the past. The land under his feet was still the battlefield full of blood and killing for him.

"Teacher, what are you going to tell us today?" Looking at the contemplative general, one of the cadets asked softly.

The general did not answer, raised his right hand and pointed to the Sit Bridge and asked, "It." What reminds you of that?"

"On the 5th of the Imperial calendar, the Battle of the Sit Bridge. One of the cadets blurted out, "According to the Imperial History, this is the most tragic battle in the modern history of the Empire, and it is also the battle with the heaviest casualties after the formation of the Black Eagle Legion of the Empire. Of the 1,300 officers and men of the 1st Regiment of the 2nd Iron Division and the reconnaissance battalion of the 2nd Iron Division of the Black Eagle Regiment, only 43 survived the war. ”

Another student added: "This battle is also the prelude to the final decisive battle between the Empire and the Blood God Cult army. The officers and men of the Iron Second Division, who were ordered to take on the task of blocking, under the leadership of Chief of Staff Charlotte, not only successfully completed the blocking mission, but also eliminated thousands of blood skeletons known as the Messenger of Death in the battle. A miracle of war was created. In this battle, Charlotte, Charles, Lorton, Jerrick and other famous imperial heroes emerged, who successfully shattered the myth of the invincibility of the Blood God Cult and wrote a new chapter in the war between the mainland army and the Blood God Cult."

"Teacher, the Second Iron Division is your old army, this battle is so beautiful, it has become a classic battle example in the textbook."

"Teacher, have you been involved in this battle?

The cadets gathered around the general's side. Babbling.

The general smiled and looked at the students beside him, but let out a soft sigh in his heart.

The war has clothed the soldiers in a bloody garment, but it has clothed them in gold behind them. Everywhere the smoke of gunpowder fills, the lives of soldiers bloom like flowers, and they are instantly zeroed into a despicable smear of dirt under the wheels of war, but when the smoke clears, ordinary people. But they have all become part of the great legends, praised by people, and gradually faded away in people's memories.

Just like the group of students in front of them, they have infinite longing for the glory of their ancestors, but they do not know the truth of the war at all.

The trainees gathered around the general gradually fell silent.

The general's silence made them feel the strangeness of the atmosphere.

On the night of 5 June, the waters of the Pecos River were stained red with blood. The general looked at the Pecos River. The gaze gradually became blurred.

"You are about to become officers in the Imperial Ranks. Today, in the last lesson of your academy career, in the place where the soldiers of the Black Hawk Legion fought in the second division, let me take you to relive a piece of history, understand a real battle, understand a group of real soldiers, and maybe let you understand the profession of a soldier a little more."

West bank of the Sit Bridge.

The fire in front of him stung the eyes of the purple-clothed divine envoy, and it exploded violently. Repeatedly tapping his nerves. Blood skeletons that were reduced to pieces in the explosion and disappeared, or that were blown up and thrown into the river. At the same time as his heart ached, his anger rose sharply.

The purple-clothed divine envoy felt a little unbearable on his face.

In his impression. The Blood God Cult's army is as strong as a boulder, and the human army is as fragile as an egg.

Now, the egg is arrogantly smashed into the stone. While the army standing in its way hadn't done much damage to the Blood Skulls so far, they had already slapped him hard by appearing here and initiating an attack on his army.

"Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you"

The purple-clothed god let out a cold snort in his nose, and his figure slowly floated into the air.

In order to end the war as soon as possible, he has decided to use his magic power to carry out magical attacks on the human army. Loton stood in front of the position of the first battalion and three companies, looking at the huge bombing crater left by Love on the ground, and the whole person seemed to suddenly age a lot.

The position of the three companies, which was at the forefront of the defense of the 1st battalion.

Ten minutes earlier, the position had been broken through by the Blood Skeletons.

Ten minutes later. The commander of the third company led a group of officers and soldiers to detonate one after another on the position, annihilating all the bloody skeletons that broke into the position. They were all made by Love, and they died with the blood skeletons.

"Teacher, why do you have to die together?" Hearing this, one of the students asked puzzledly, "Isn't it possible to think of other ways?"

The general sighed: "It was only two or three minutes for the Blood Skeleton to break through the position. Dozens of officers and soldiers of the third company died under their clutches. The weapons in the hands of the officers and soldiers can't kill these monsters at all, not even the magic guns. They have no choice but to choose between dying in the heat of fire and being killed by the Blood Skeleton in fear. I think at that time, if you were any of you, you would probably have made the same choice. Therefore, the birth of heroes is often a historical accident. Who is willing to trade their lives for the title of hero unless absolutely necessary?"

The general continued, and the cadets listened quietly.

The Pecos River still flows silently.

Lotton remembers that at dusk, the commander of the Third Company, Jack, the big drunken man, made a bet with the other officers that if the battle was won. He was going to open a drinking ring at the celebration banquet and knock down the head of the regiment.

But now, he is lying on the ground forever, and even his body cannot be found.

"Regiment commander, this is given to you by the company commander. ”

The deputy commander of the third company limped over to Lorton's side and handed over an iron flask.

He said, "It's not up to you to do it in the future." You can drink as much as you want, and you don't need this half-catty pot anymore," the deputy company commander said, his voice gradually becoming a little whimpering.

Lorton reached out and took the flask.

The young officer's warm tears dripped gently on the back of his hand.

Lorton looked at the flask in his hand with red eyes, and tears flowed in his heart.

"Jerek, this pot is for you. Half a catty, the standard I set for you, one day it will be exceeded, Lao Tzu's military law will wait"

"Resolutely carry out orders. I can drink eight taels and only drink half a catty."

"Don't talk nonsense, if you fight as hard as drinking, I will have peace of mind"

"Commander, you can rest assured that you can drink gentlemen, and there is no ambiguity when you start a war."

"Good. There is another one, you can't drink it before the war, and I'll let you drink it if you win."

"Yes"

The scene of giving Jerek the flask resurfaced in front of Lorton's eyes.

He shook the flask, and there was a faint sound of water in the jug.

"Today, he didn't drink?"

"I didn't think about it, but I couldn't help it when I thought about it," the deputy company commander replied with a sob.

Lorton's eyes couldn't help but twitch.

He looked at the deputy company commander in front of him. He scolded: "What are you crying for, what a pus, how can you be a soldier like you, is this a place to shed tears? What should you do now?"

The deputy commander of the third company raised his hand to wipe away his tears. Turning around and shouting at the position: "Everyone assembles"

After the officers and men of the third company were assembled, he ran in front of Lotton. He gave a military salute on the ground: "Report to the regiment commander, the third company has a strength of one hundred and sixty people, and the combat reduction of one hundred and thirty people, the company commander, the first platoon commander, the second platoon commander and other one hundred and seven officers and soldiers have all died in the battle just now, but the position is still in the hands of my third company, I will lead the remaining officers and soldiers of the third company to fight to the last man, I assure you, the people are in the position."

Lorton nodded painfully and said softly "yes".

"Commander, I beg your pardon, tears do not necessarily mean weakness. The officers and men of the three companies were in tears just now. The three companies fought too badly, and the company commander also left, and everyone was very bitter. However, there was not a single pustule in the three companies, and we saw off our comrades with tears and avenged them with blood."

After speaking, the deputy company commander of the third company turned around and walked towards his team.

"All go into bunker and get ready to continue fighting" he raised his hand and waved it high, then disappeared into the position with the soldiers.

The moment he waved his hand, Lorton realized that the other arm of the deputy commander of the third company was gone...