By the time the German army approached the position, the poison gas had almost dissipated.

They were cautious, but the positions of West Farland were noticeably quieter than the fierce counterattacks they had suffered in the past when they approached here.

They suppressed the excitement in their hearts and continued to slowly approach, and they saw many corpses lying on the battlefield.

Some people's eyes seem to be about to pop out, their bloodshot eyeballs are bound by their eyelids, and their skin is full of edema, while some people open their mouths in an incredible arc and choke their necks, while others directly tear their clothes, and their bodies are almost all scratched, and the rest of the corpses around them are also like this, and they are in a miserable death.

This is poison gas, a weapon expressly prohibited by the Hague Convention.

In addition to the humanitarian catastrophe caused by its powerful lethality, it will also cause unimaginable damage to the environment and ecology.

In the future, there will be no vegetation here, and it will take a long time to recover.

Even the countries that use it are not guaranteed not to be harmed. Once it is used in large quantities, it will be difficult to control its consequences.

But the war had reached such an extent that the Germans could no longer afford to worry about this.

However, just as the German army was about to break through the first line of defense, a man suddenly stood in the middle of the line.

The German soldiers below didn't even react, because they couldn't believe that anyone would survive under the onslaught of such a large amount of poison gas.

In fact, he is no longer human.

His eyes were bloodshot, the skin on his face was covered in blisters, and even his breath was wheezing.

If you identify him carefully, you can see that he is Pease, who has just chatted with Leo and the others.

But even so, he still stood still.

Gradually, one after another West Flanders climbed out of the trenches, and the effects of the gas were more or less severe.

Even if it is already crumbling,

Even if it's not long lived.

They also stood on the trench with their breath in their breath.

They clutched the guns in their hands, their bloodshot eyes fixed on the group.

It's like a demon crawling out of hell.

The next moment, a hoarse but powerful roar came out of Pease's throat, and it slammed directly at the German troops below, and the people behind him also swooped down hysterically.

Seeing this group of ghost-like beings swooping towards them, the eyes of those Germans who were hidden by the mask also showed a look of fear......

That was the will of their aggressors that they could not understand.

No matter what country the people are, when they are stepping on their own land, behind them are their wives, children, and parents, and everything they want to protect, they are destined to be invincible.

They are not without fear, but they respond to the perseverance and faith in their hearts with courage and their own hysteria.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Countless artillery pieces began in the West France position, cutting off the Germans from their support in arcs through the air to attack the rising army behind the Germans.

And with the tremor of the earth, the mecha troops hiding in the rear to avoid the bombing finally rushed out of the position at this moment, temporarily filling the gap in the defensive line, and began to start another offensive and defensive battle with the German army.

The battlefield was rained with bullets, countless shells, stray bullets were splashed everywhere, and Leo had never seen such a huge amount of artillery fire appear on the battlefield in his life.

He was hiding in a gun crater at the moment, urgently trying to stop the bleeding for Pease, and since he had just rushed to the front, he was shot three times.

Although it was not a fatal injury, he had just experienced a poison gas attack, and the chain reaction of internal and external injuries was enough to take his life.

Blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and Leo's hand holding the wound trembled slightly.

Suddenly, Pease raised his hand and grabbed Leo's trembling hand and shook his head at him.

"Don't waste your efforts."

He smiled tremblingly, blood gushing out more.

"You just asked me if I would run if the enemy attacked"

"Stop talking, save some effort!" Leo said hurriedly.

However, his eyes were obviously beginning to drift, but he still managed to pull a letter from his collar.

"I can't run. She's my fiancée, and she's in Paris. ”

He grabbed Leo's hand and jerked up to look into his eyes, looking at him with the last of his strength.

"Help me. To give...... Give it to her."

After saying these words, it was as if he had been drained of the last bit of his soul, and he had completely lost his life.

Leo looked at the corpse on the ground, and his eyes gradually lost focus......

The sound of artillery fire in his ears became more and more intense, and there were even some stray bullets flying over his head and shooting at his side.

To his left was the trench where he had just stayed.

In that round of poison gas attacks, tens of thousands of comrades-in-arms and compatriots on the front line were almost completely killed and wounded.

They have blisters on their bodies, bloodshot eyes, or blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, and their faces are painful.

He still had the handprints on his arms that had been scratched by his comrade's survival instinct just now.

He is only twenty-one years old and has a big life ahead of him.

"Boom!"

With an explosion, a shell exploded on his side, and his comrades who had just been near him were directly blown to pieces by the artillery fire, and the sand and flesh slapped on his face, like a knife cut.

But he didn't care anymore, just stared blankly in place......

He looked down at his bloodied hands and at the corpse of Pease on the ground.

His shoulders trembled slightly, and he clutched his face in the crater and cried bitterly.

He is a magician, one of the very few people in this world.

So, after graduating from Hogwarts, he has always had a sense of pride.

He feels like he can do anything and can solve anything.

When he decided to join the army, he was full of confidence and felt that he would be able to take his country to resist the invaders.

He wanted to go down in history as Gayward and Dumbledore as he was.

But when he came to the battlefield, he realized that he was nothing without magic.

He didn't have the intelligence of Dumbledore, and he didn't have the charisma of Gayward.

Even with the use of magic, he was unable to play any significant role in the war

Compared with the heavy historical process of mankind, he can only be regarded as a dust.

At this moment, he understood this very clearly.

He is also very aware of his own contempt and powerlessness......

"Do you collapse when you see a little blood, the people who have come out of Hogwarts over the years are not as good as a year."

At this moment, a voice came from behind him.

He turned his head slowly, and at some point a man stood beside him.

It was an old man dressed in a gentleman's attire, with an ebony cane in his hand.

Looking at the man, a passage from "The Dark Lord" somehow came to his mind......

[He looks like an aristocratic lord, a brand-new custom tuxedo that is worth a lot of money at first glance, a meticulous beard, and leather shoes on his feet that are as shiny as the goose stones at the bottom of the river.]

Thin, with long gray hair, deep eyes with pride and ambition, full of ambition at the same time, but with a weathered sense of story, in this moment, he attracts everyone's attention......] (End of chapter)