This is the creed of the Third Legion, an order that every soldier of the Third Legion must remember for the rest of his life - when fighting, no living creatures are allowed in front of the line!

They remembered, they executed, and the arrows were consumed, and the rebels were wiped out. Aim, fire, fast and accurate.

The rebels' cavalry and infantry continued to pour in, inevitably stepping into a trap prepared for them, and the danger brewing beneath the ground was no less dangerous than that of a crossbow arrow.

The mechanism that once made the Demon Alliance's soul fly away has undergone a series of improvements, and today it has made a lot of money on the rebels.

The green meadow, which was fine one moment, fell into it the next, traps one after another, like a living creature.

Large-scale traps can engulf dozens of people with their huge mouths, but small-scale traps only bite half of the human body, and in some places the black whirring is bottomless, but in other places it throws pieces of flesh mixed with blood mist outward......

The screams of the rebel soldiers were characterized by more and more different traps, some short and high-pitched, some low and long, some undulating like singing, and some convulsive like low weeping......

This is the Killing Land! Magical light flashes, axes flip in the air, and crossbow arrows let out a shrill whistling. The mixed assault launched by more than 4,000 enemy troops was in fact a failure.

When the time comes, the Dark Army's assault infantry leaps out of the tunnels to perform a final purge of the remaining rebels......

Seeing such a situation, in the rebel headquarters in the distance, the forward commander sighed secretly in his heart.

"Guys, do you have an idea of how the enemy fights? We don't have much time. He stared at his staff officers expressionlessly: "Give me a way to break through the enemy's defense, and we will attack again in an hour." ”

"Yes!"

"Inform the rear. The strikers met with fierce resistance. Four thousand people died in the attack. The enemy line ......" the commander thought for a moment: "The enemy line is intact. ”

This information from the striker reached the commander-in-chief at breakneck speed.

While listening to the report of the staff officer, the lieutenant general unconsciously rubbed his hands, and the expression on his face looked very gloomy as he closed his eyes and pondered.

"Your Excellency, the striker was met with stubborn resistance, as if we had anticipated. The staff officer cautiously said, "So it seems, Cohen." Al Qeda is mainly attacking Conson City. And it will take two hours for our troops to get through the valley of Guò, shouldn't they be ready?"

"Don't worry. Wait and see, the casualties of a few thousand in the forward are nothing, and they were ordered to continue the attack. The lieutenant general opened his eyes: "What happened to the intelligence behind us?"

"The reconnaissance range has reached its limit, and no enemy has been detected behind us. ”

"Strange, it's too quiet. Even if we don't arrange for the elite troops to sneak attack us, we should send a small force to confuse us!" The lieutenant general fell into deep thought again: "The main force of the troops remains still, and the rear continues to be vigilant. Give the order to the forward commander, storm it! If you can't take it, I want his life!"

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

When this order was passed to the Strikers, a new round of attack formations of the Strikers was ready.

The rebel staff officers drew up a detailed plan of the offensive. A meeting of mid- and lower-ranking officers is being convened to defend against the dark army. Detailed operational instructions were issued for their own units.

Additional infantry from the rear had also arrived, and the sappers had improvised some equipment for them to defend against the arrows. The direction of the attack is the same as the first time, and most of the traps on this route have been spotted to avoid another panic situation.

"Last attack, the nearest location was less than fifty arm's miles away from the enemy's tunnel, but it fell short!" the commander waved his fist at the meeting: "This time, the infantry and cavalry must cooperate closely and must rush through the trap area as fast as possible. Give me a signal after occupying the front line, and the follow-up echelon will take over from you immediately!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Return to the team—prepare to attack!"

At the same time, there are also many staff officers in the headquarters of the Third Legion of the Dark Army who are struggling with their brains.

Whether to let the false positions in the front resist a few more times or withdraw immediately, the staff officers were a little undecided. And their commander, Brigadier General Mo Ya, was chatting with His Majesty the Emperor without a word at this time.

"Didn't we set the criteria for retreat? This is left to the front-line commanders to judge for themselves. After learning of the concerns of his subordinates, Brigadier General Mo Ya began to train people in front of the emperor: "You are dozens of miles away from the battlefield, how can you know the details? The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and when the order arrives, you will get up early to change, you don't need to point fingers at this kind of thing - go and do your thing!"

Brigadier General Moya was furious. Cohen chuckled, "I rarely see you angry. As soon as you enter the headquarters, your temper grows!"

"In order to train more middle and upper commanders, I have no choice but to do so!" Brigadier General Mo Ya smiled innocently: "Sir, don't you think that the commanders are very dependent and lack autonomy and innovation, and the staff officers stretch their hands too long and want to stick in everything?"

Cohen looked at Moya and his heart blossomed. If this came out of the mouth of someone else, he would not be surprised at all. But for Moya, such thoughts proved that he had devoted all his attention to military affairs.

Mo Ya is a simple young man, and he has always been vaguely resistant to the identity of a soldier, he just wants to take care of and protect his younger brother and take on such a position, and it is not too much to evaluate him for not wanting to make progress...... But beneath his simple nature lies an intellect not inferior to that of the General Staff, and Cohen has long wanted to bring out his talents.

"You've changed! Cohen whispered, "Sharpened, but not discarded your true nature." ”

Mo Ya lowered his head slightly and didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Boss, His Majesty Fischette xià he...... Also my friend. After a long time, Mo Ya raised his head and replied in a choked voice: "Although I don't have much respect for him when I say this, I, I do treat him as my other brother, and I don't protect him......"

"Moya, don't do this. Cohen put his arm on his brother's shoulder. In a gentle tone, he said, "I was guarded by you as a younger brother." Fischette will be pleased. ”

"After the fall of His Majesty Fischet. The boss is not alone in grieving, and I have also realized that it is not enough to protect the important people. Brigadier General Mo Ya caressed the window with his hand: "I want to destroy the enemy of the object of protection in infancy! Defense is only a means, not an end in my mind." ”

"I'm glad you think of that. Cohen nodded, standing side by side with Moya, "We're all stupid. You have to refrain from the lesson of blood before you reflect on yourself. ”

"So, boss, I'll go to the other side to prepare for command. Moya turned around: "It's safe here, remember to inform me before you move." ”

"Let's go!" Cohen smiled faintly: "I haven't been active for a long time, so I'll help you train officers at all levels this time." ”

"Farewell—sir. Moya straightened up and gave a neat military salute.

Cohen returned the salute and stared at Moya's back for a long time, his eyes gradually becoming as deep as a white shadow.

Once again, the rebels organized a powerful offensive, and the dark army was killing in front of the false position.

The rebel cavalry, under the cover of the infantry, launched a continuous assault simultaneously on both sides of the river. A steady stream of rebel soldiers poured in, putting a lot of pressure on the dark army's defenses.

Arrows are consumed very quickly. The traps at the front have largely been scrapped, and the troops have begun to suffer casualties. After calmly analyzing the form, the front-line commander gave the order to retreat to the second-line positions.

Three flaming fireballs shot into the sky, spinning and smashing into the rebels' attacking ranks, and three brilliant sparks exploded on the grass. After that, a wave of fire magic turned the front of the position into a sea of fire.

The bursting fireballs, the wide walls of fire, and the sudden and violent blows temporarily stopped the rebel offensive and disrupted the sight of the rebel commanders...... Taking advantage of this opportunity, the dark army withdrew from a dozen or so tunnels and came to a second-line position one mile behind.

"Hurry up and get the carriages and horses ready!" Retreating to this last line of defense, the commander of the dark army also became nervous and shouted: "All troops reconfirm their course of action and prepare for all retreats!"

When the flames in front of the position had subsided, the rebel commander ordered his troops to continue the attack, and although he was not at all pleased to see the troops rush in and take the position—the casualties were too great for a defensive line.

"Report to the chief - we broke through the first line of defense, but we were again blocked a mile behind the first line!" the staff officer ran sweatingly, "more violently than the resistance of the first line of defense." ”

Hearing this, the commander's heart trembled: "Have you captured any prisoners of the Dark Army?"

"There are no prisoners, the tunnels they retreated are full of bloodstains, and there are dead soldiers just a few steps away, and there are more than a thousand corpses of the soldiers of the dark army who have not had time to be transported away in the trenches, it seems that their losses are no less than ours......"

"The report went up, after breaking through the enemy's first line of defense, and then encountering resistance, our army suffered heavy losses, and asked for reinforcements. The forward commander spat on the ground and raised his sword: "Fuck, almost half of you will die if you beat people, and if you continue to fight like this, you won't even have a system!

The battle was raging in front, but there was silence in the rebel headquarters behind, and everyone looked at the lieutenant general silently, while the lord was still pacing unhurriedly.

"Your Excellency, the forward troops have suffered heavy losses, and it will be difficult to maintain the momentum of the attack if this continues......" his adjutant was anxious.

"What are you panicking about? How many people can spread out in such a wide place? The striker is enough!" The lieutenant general cursed: "The cavalry troops can't break through the infantry defense line, and they still have the face to speak!"

An intelligence officer rushed over and whispered a few words in the staff officer's ear.

"Your Excellency, after breaking through the first line of defense, the forward once again encountered fierce resistance from the enemy, and the forward troops lost more than half, and the commander has already arrived at the front line to command. The staff officer's tone was full of surprise: "At the same time, it was determined that the enemy army was the infantry of the Third Army of the Dark Army, and they also suffered heavy losses. ”

"That's right. The lieutenant general replied noncommittally: "Wait." ”

"But sir...... Can't wait any longer!"

"I said—wait!" The lieutenant general waved his hand and raised his voice: "Send 10,000 more troops to the strikers and keep the momentum of the attack! If the Al Qeda family is violently attacking Conson City, then there won't be too many men to block it!"

"Yes, Your Excellency. ”

"Order the scouts. Reconnoiter the rear of our army again!"

"Yes. Your Excellency!"

The main force of the rebel reinforcements stood still. This information reached Cohen soon after. In the hands of Al Qaeda.

"It seems that this is also a cautious commander. Under the gaze of a group of subordinates, Cohen slowly tore the piece of paper with the information written on it into thin strips: "Order, maintain the original plan, and the troops in front must be careful in their play." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"In a little while, the wolf smoke in Conson City should also be lit!" Cohen turned around and faced the white shadow, "Can I change the armor?"

Bai Ying smiled faintly. Shaking his head resolutely.

The rebel forwards continued to suffer casualties in front of their positions, filling the dense traps with flesh and blood, and although they were only a stone's throw away, the rebel soldiers could not cross them. When you can see the soldiers of the Dark Army, it means that they have set foot in the death zone.

The charge, led by the rebel vanguard commander himself, was also defeated in a rain of arrows, and the poor commander not only lost his beloved warhorse, but was also nearly charred by the magic flames.

With 10,000 fresh troops on board, the rebels regained their confidence and left little space between the attacks.

The commander of the dark army had been watching the battle calmly. At this time, seeing that the conditions were ripe, he immediately issued an order for the whole army to retreat. Units in between rebel attacks. Organized retreat into the passage. The wagon carrying the wounded had already departed, and the wagon that was still left was littered with corpses.

Before the rebels could rush forward, the dark defenders poured hundreds of barrels of fire oil into the position as a final gift to the rebels...... As hordes of rebel soldiers rushed to the position in surprise, hundreds of rockets flew in from afar, turning the position into a sea of fire.

In the flames, the dark infantry ran backwards, smiling and abandoning their armor along the way. The carriage behind continued to throw the corpses in the uniforms of both sides to the ground, leaving behind the scene of fierce battles all the way, but the corpses in the dark uniforms were more than three times as large as those of the other side...... It really looks like a wolf bèi is running away.

The fire on the position burned for a long time, and the smoke choked the rebel soldiers who were downwind from opening their eyes, and when the fire was a little smaller, several groups of soldiers sent by the rebels still bypassed the river to reconnoitre.

Behind the position, they saw the enemy's "retreat and scattered", a large number of corpses scattered behind the position, and spread forward, all over the ground with broken weapons, crooked and trampled flags...... They also found several of their own wounded.

"They — ran away. The wounded were about to die, and said, "We had just rushed through more than half of the men, and they set fire, and the commander and his brothers caught up with them......

With this news, the rebel vanguard was greatly inspired, and the commander waved his hand and ordered all the soldiers to mount their horses and pursue! After this, a piece of information flew to the lieutenant general behind - "The army of the Kaida family has suffered heavy casualties, several lines of defense have been broken, and our army is in pursuit!"

Faced with the eager expressions of the officers under his command, His Excellency the Lieutenant General was still ready to say: "Wait a little longer. ”

At this moment, the Dark Army's Chief of Staff Carlos, in accordance with the orders of His Majesty Cohen, lit the wolf smoke under the city of Conson instead of the rebel guards, and this strangely colored wolf smoke showed that the guards of Conson City were already very problematic.

Seeing this wolf smoke, which could not be lit until the last resort, His Excellency Lieutenant General's eyes became fierce.

"The main force leads through the valley and advances!" His Excellency the lieutenant general finally opened Chrysostom: "The logistics baggage will be shipped later!"

The main force of the rebel reinforcements moved and once again marched through the valley of Guò. Like the forward troops, they built a number of pontoon bridges after leaving the valley, divided some of their forces to the opposite bank, and then advanced at the same speed.

The rebel army moved in the rear, while their desperate vanguard advanced all the way under the guidance of the "Dark Defeated Army", and after running wildly for more than ten miles, they rushed headlong into the main position of the Third Army.

This battle was the beginning of the Third Legion of the Dark Army and the Commander of the Third Legion, Moya, to become famous on the continent.

Retrospectively, the predecessor of the Third Legion was supposed to be the Third Wing of the Ninth Legion of the Divine Alliance, and under the leadership of a certain bad commander, this Legion gradually grew up in the Great War of Gods and Demons, and finally matured in the brutal war.

It was this wing that built a labyrinth position in the Battle of Tucheng, leaving more than 300,000 powerful demon coalition troops on the battlefield of hatred.

In the eyes of the current command of the Third Army, these rebels in front of them are really nothing. If it weren't for the fact that His Majesty Cohen had instructed them to train their recruits for this campaign, they would not have ordered their soldiers to build this vast position.

As the rebels swarmed in, the Third Army headquarters repeated the Battle of Tucheng, closing the front of the main position and allowing the enemy to enter—a battle that was not comparable in intensity, but a brutal encounter for the new recruits of the Dark Army. Instead of using the latest large equipment, not using the stone bullets that had just arrived, and not using the hunting squads, the Third Army only dispatched new regiments led by veterans to meet them in the ordinary form of positional warfare—and that was enough.

When the battle horn sounded, White Shadow was asked by Cohen to recite a poem that had been passed down from generation to generation by the dragons. His Majesty Cohen listened serenely, ignoring the shouts outside.

Bai Ying also knew in her heart that at the same time as her soft voice sounded, countless killings were going on outside, but she couldn't refuse Cohen's request—the man in front of her was at least not intoxicated with killing.

And on the battlefield ahead, someone was stabbed by a sharp stake, and his body hanging in mid-air was twisting strangely.

Someone was cut in half by a sword, and half of his body crawled and convulsed in a pool of blood.

Some people went crazy because they saw their partners fall one after another.

Some knelt down and begged for mercy, others wept bitterly......

Some people tremble because they kill for the first time, some people vomit because they see a corpse for the first time, some people are excited, some people are obsessed......

"There can be no good things in a fight, torn with flesh and steel, and killed and buried with life...... "My Majesty Cohen said after listening to the poem: "I like this part, this is the nature of war." ”

"If you can really remember, I will be very happy. Bai Ying replied lightly: "I hate to be surrounded by the smell of blood like this. ”

"Although pride is in the nature of dragons, you must understand one thing. Cohen took a step closer and whispered to the White Shadow, "You're not qualified enough to teach me a lesson. ”

Then he rushed out of the room under the pretext of patrolling before White Shadow got angry.

The 15,000 mixed infantry rebels were diverted and absorbed by the entire position, and the whole battle ended in an hour. Amid the cheers of the recruits, more than eight thousand terrified captives were escorted to the wilderness behind the positions.

"Since they are captives, they should have corresponding treatment and obligations, and their only use is to remind the world not to oppose me. In the rumors of the army, His Majesty the Emperor said so. So the captives were escorted to Conson. (To be continued......)