Command post No. 1.

Ades paced in front of Chu Xuan's room for a long time, and finally pushed open Chu Xuan's door.

"Sage-sage."

"No, you can't."

Chu Xuan refused Ades without raising his head.

Ades still wanted to struggle for a while, but Chu Xuan's words blocked the rest of Ades' words.

"I know you want to join the battlefield with the Hamnata Commando, but as I said, it's a battle with a clear division of labor, mortal versus mortal, transcendent versus extraordinary, god versus god. It was already the biggest concession for me to have Immorton lead the priesthood as a medical team. ”

"But the front line is dead!" Adès finally couldn't help but roar: "People are dying all the time!" If we join the battlefield, then too many casualties can be avoided, and one warrior who has cultivated solar energy can be worth three elite warriors! A warrior who has unlocked the first-order genetic lock is comparable to ten warriors! If we join, then a lot of people can die! ”

"There are no immortals in war, and the necessary sacrifices can avoid more sacrifices."

"You cold-blooded monster!"

"Yes, I'm a cold-blooded monster without any feelings." Chu Xuan nodded indifferently and acknowledged the title: "Captain Ades, if you don't have anything else, please go back." ”

Ades slammed his fist on the table angrily, and was about to leave, Chu Xuan added.

"Captain Ades, please don't think about following the example in the movie, leaving his post without permission and leading the team to forcibly join the battlefield. This is not a movie, even if it is, it is a war movie, not a superhero movie. You are just an ordinary first-order warrior, and you can't fight against an army of 10,000 people, and if you don't have any qualitative enhancement to the battle situation now, it will disrupt my follow-up plans. ”

"So, that's probably the case."

The reason why Chu Xuan and Ades have such a conversation started from two months ago.

Chu Xuan knew very well that this was a war with no morality, and if Egypt lost, then it would be useless even if it was reasonable. If Egypt wins, even if it hits Buckingham Palace, no one will dare to stand up and say nothing.

In this day and age, morality is too redundant.

Although the newly recruited recruits are brave, their combat power is seriously insufficient, and to be sent to the battlefield is to die.

Originally, Egypt did not have a serious army at all, and even if there were, it is difficult to say what combat effectiveness the Egyptian army could have under the decaying ZZ structure.

After occupying Cairo, the first thing Chu Xuan did was to evacuate the local residents of Cairo, and then turn this thousand-year-old city into a large barracks.

Instead of being sent to battle, the recruits were given modern military training, and the fiercest battles in the first month were fought by the elite of Medica!

During this period, although some auxiliary troops also entered the battlefield, they could only provide an auxiliary role in transporting food and wounded soldiers.

Everyone knows that it's too hard to win a dozen tens.

Fortunately, the top cavalry per capita in Medica, the five thousand rangers were divided into multiple squads, and under the command of Chu Xuan and the leadership of Wang Xia, they launched a crazy sneak attack on the British army!

After consuming more than 30,000 horses in a week, the battle between the two sides finally shifted from guerrilla warfare to siege warfare. At this time, the British legion, which was originally full of fighting spirit (probably) and strong soldiers, was also extremely tired, and the 30,000 people who were the vanguard were defeated by more than 5,000 people.

Originally, Cairo had a walled city, and during the guerrilla war, Zhu Wen frantically helped Cairo strengthen the city wall and built a Mediga wall with a few Maginot styles.

But it was also from this time that the toughest battles began.

Fighting guerrillas, although the Madigas are not professional, they at least have a foundation, but defending the city, it is too difficult.

But it must be kept!

Cairo can't be lost!

In Chu Xuan's words, once Cairo was lost, they would have already lost seventy percent of this battle.

Fortunately, the French Foreign Legion, as a reinforcement, successfully pulled the big crotch, and the guerrilla attack of 1,000 rangers was defeated and the army was defeated, and in just three days, only 8,000 troops of 10,000 people ran back to Libya overnight.

Wu Jie stayed in Cairo all the time, and he seemed to have completely integrated into the segment, and the previous supernatural power was all gone, and only occasionally showed his divine power when treating the wounded.

In this huge barracks in Cairo, except for the five thousand elites left, the rest are new soldiers.

Most of these recruits were overwhelmed by fear on the battlefield under heavy fire, but a considerable number of them still became true warriors during the battle.

Another month has passed, the second month of the siege and the third month of the war!

"The British have slowed down a lot, and they won't last long. Either send out the Extraordinary Legion or admit their defeat, they have no third option. ”

Wu Jie, who was disguised as an ordinary priest, bandaged the wounds of a warrior and said to Immorton on the side: "Old Yi, are you going to take a rest?" You haven't closed your eyes for almost five days, and now you're not an immortal body, just an ordinary person with mana, you have to pay attention to rest. ”

"Nope."

Immorton had red eyes, and while casting a spell on a soldier who was injured by a cannonball, he said: "Wu Jie, you don't understand, I am an Egyptian, these warriors are my children regardless of age or generation, I am the best cultivator here to cast the highest spell, as long as I am here, the casualty rate can be minimized." ”

"Watching their souls return to the underworld, I feel distressed!"

"They're still so young and vibrant, and their youngest is fifteen!"

"They were supposed to grow up in the sun, not struggle under artillery fire!"

Wu Jie was silent, and could only do what he should do as a priest.

Another warrior was sent to the medical camp, Immorton's face changed, and the words that he wanted to scold were forced back when he saw the injuries on his body, and he wanted to cast a healing spell on him, but the mana in his body had been depleted.

Wu Jie took Immorton's place, and Immorton held his body and asked the fighter, "I remember you, this is the third time you have come." Didn't I tell you to cultivate well, and not to go to war for at least three days? Why not listen! ”

"Lao Yi, this is war."

Just when Wu Jie wanted to say something, the air raid siren suddenly sounded!

"The British's planes are bombing again!"

But it was also at this moment that a blood-colored streamer exploded in the sky and shot down a plane!

"It's a signal of zero!"

(End of chapter)