The armies of the human race and the beast race are gradually approaching under the command of the commanders of both sides, and now the two sides are only less than ten miles apart from the nearest troops, and the battle can be said to be imminent.

Zhou Ping did not continue to procrastinate, and immediately sent the front troops to fight the first contact battle with the beast clan, the troops invested by both sides in this battle are not even much, Zhou Ping only invested about 10,000 troops in this contact battle, his purpose is not to play much in this battle, but to find out the strength of the beast clan through this battle.

As soon as the two troops came into contact with the battlefield, Zhou Ping immediately scattered all the probe horses in his hands, and the fierce battle lasted for nearly half an hour, and the Terran troops sent by Zhou Ping left nearly 3,000 corpses and finally withdrew under Zhou Ping's order.

Judging from the record of the human race and the orcs in peacetime, it is already a very good record to be able to draw with the orcs on the frontal battlefield, but in Zhou Ping's opinion, this is far from enough, what he wants is to completely defeat these orc armies! As long as these orc armies are defeated, Zhou Ping can calm the Linchuan war, and the overall strength of the orcs will also be severely damaged!

"Have you figured it all out?" Zhou Ping asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Xiaoyue, who was in charge of the horse exploration work, shook her head with a solemn expression, "These beast clans are very experienced in dealing with human race horse exploration, we have only explored the specific location of about 50,000 beast troops, and the other beast tribe troops are not known for the time being." ”

"Fifty thousand...... Zhou Ping's heart was horizontal, and he patted the case, "Fifty thousand is enough!"

"Immediately mobilize all the troops, spread a front in the Linchuan Plain, and put pressure on the beast clan with the momentum of encirclement, as long as the beast clan dares to resist, all departments on the whole line can start a war at any time!"

Zhang Hanzhong immediately frowned when he saw the length of the battle line drawn by Zhou Ping, the battle line was spread so big, their troops were likely to encounter the same situation as the Terran defensive front, if the beast clan hit the strength to break through a point, it would be impossible to resist with the strength of Zhou Ping's current soldiers.

"I don't think it's appropriate, the specific number of the beasts hasn't been clarified yet, although their number is more than 80,000, but such a rash attack may make our troops have no bottom in their hearts!"

The one who spoke was the battalion commander of the main battle battalion, he led the troops to fight with the beast clan on the Linchuan battlefield for nearly a month, exterminating countless beast clans, and was definitely the group of veterans who had the most experience in fighting with the beast clan present, Zhou Ping smiled at the veteran and signaled him not to worry about it first.

"I believe that for many generals here, this battle has become the reliance in your hearts, since the second Orc invasion, the Terrans have hardly really defeated the Orcs on the frontal battlefield, I know that all the generals are holding back a lot of energy in their hearts, they are all waiting for the moment when our Terran troops will win, you can rest assured, as long as I am here, this battle will be won!"

Zhou Ping picked up the map in his hand and said in a deep voice: "The Orcs are not invincible, and what most of our troops lack is not combat effectiveness, but the courage to face the Orcs! At the beginning of the war, how many Terran soldiers trembled at the sight of the Orcs' blood? How could such a force win the battle? If we don't think we can win ourselves, then what is the need to continue this battle?"

"I came all the way from the Third War Zone, gathered the strength of the entire war zone, integrated most of the troops in the Linchuan region, and gathered 200,000 troops, what am I for? Is it just to win this battle? Is it just to kill a few more fierce beasts in Linchuan?"

"It is true that the living force of the Orcs on the Linchuan battlefield is very helpful to the future front defense of the Terrans, but I want more than that! What I want is for all the Terran soldiers to have the courage to face the Orc troops! I want that after this battle, every battle between the Terrans and the Orcs can be fought and won!"

The eyes of all the generals present were all focused on Zhou Ping, and the generals who could sit here were either heroic or super strong people whose combat power had reached the Xuan Realm, and more, they had both.

At the beginning of the war, the officers and men in the army had never seen such an enemy, had not fought against such a ferocious enemy, and the fighters had a faulty decline in combat strength in fear, so how could they not lose the battle?

This is the heart disease of the soldiers, maybe the beast race is indeed stronger than the human race in terms of overall strength, but it will definitely not press the human race so badly, the heart disease of the human soldiers is not removed, they will never win the battle!

There is only one way to cure this kind of heart disease, and that is to let them see with their own eyes a hearty victory! Zhou Ping just wants them to know that the beasts are not invincible, and the soldiers of the human race can defeat these ferocious beasts with their flesh and blood!

No matter when the battle goes, no matter where the battle goes, Zhou Ping will never allow the morale of the troops to be frustrated, the equipment of the troops can be repaired if they are broken, and there will be latecomers when people die, but if the morale of the army falls, then this army will no longer have the power to turn over!

The veteran took a deep breath and gave a solid military salute to Zhou, and the other generals also saluted Zhou one by one, and Huang Ren, who was closest to Zhou Ping, stuffed the map on the table back into Zhou Ping's hand, and said a sentence word by word.

"Zhou Ping, take us to win this battle!"

The other generals glanced at each other, all knelt on one knee, and shouted in unison, "The last general is sent by Zhou Shuai!"

Zhou Ping said before that he Zhou Ping will win this battle, and some people may think that he Zhou Ping is bragging, but only Zhou Ping himself knows that what he said is not that he will win, but that he must win! The Terrans have been longing for this victory for too long, and the small fights of tens of thousands of people before are not enough to lift the morale of the army, and only this hearty battle can completely awaken the bloody nature of the Terran soldiers hidden in the depths of their hearts!

In troubled times, there is one person who can sing generously, which is a blessing in the world, and there will be tens of millions of people singing in harmony!

On that day, Zhou Ping commanded the army to start a fierce battle with the troops of the beast clan, and this battle was fought from early morning to dusk, and half of the Linchuan Plain was stained red with blood!

At dusk, Zhou Ping ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops, no matter how eager he was, he knew that the orcs had an innate advantage at night, and it was purely a joke with the lives of the soldiers to start a war with the orc troops at night.

When counting the battle losses at night, Zhang Hanzhong reported to Zhou Ping a terrifying casualty figure -- 27,000 people! In this battle alone, 27,000 Terran soldiers completely lost their combat effectiveness, of which nearly 15,000 soldiers were killed directly, and the remaining 12,000 were completely incapacitated and unable to participate in the next battle, and this part was the seriously wounded on the battlefield, and in a few days, some of them might also be classified as martyrs......

This is still only counting the statistics of the battle dead and seriously wounded, and countless lightly wounded are not counted at all, Zhou Ping stared at the report in front of him and was silent for a long time, and finally waved his hand at Zhang Hanzhong and said, "All the wounded should be treated immediately, and all the doctors in the army who can treat techniques will take action, and they can or come down one by one." ”

Zhang Hanzhong nodded solemnly, and was about to walk out of Zhou Ping's tent when Zhou Ping suddenly stopped him again.

"Hanzhong, do you want to fight like this in the next game?"

Zhang Hanzhong clenched his fists, stabilized his emotions, and said softly, "You are the boss, you can fight how you say, I only believe in one thing, you Zhou Ping will never let any soldier die in vain!"

Zhou Ping was only a general, at most a famous general, and it was impossible for him to let his soldiers not die on the battlefield! All he could do was to let them die as little as possible, and only to make their deaths more valuable......

Zhou Ping took a deep breath, waved his hand at Zhang Hanzhong and said, "You go, I want to be alone and quiet." ”

As Zhou Ping's brother for many years, Zhang Hanzhong naturally knows Zhou Ping's temper, and now Zhou Ping is no longer the kid who was willful back then, he will definitely be able to figure it out by himself.

Now that these soldiers have died on the battlefield, when this battle is won, the Terran forces will have fewer and more casualties in future battles......

Zhou Ping sat in his camp tent, there was no one around him, Zhang Xiaoyue was leading Team Zero and the Tanma Camp to collect news from the beast clan, and the other major generals were in their own camp to appease the soldiers, even Chu Ci took the initiative to treat the wounded soldiers because he could perform healing spells, at this time Zhou Ping's camp tent was very quiet, his back was stretched for a long time under the flickering candle flame, and the night wind blew slowly, and he continued to tremble.

Looking at the chaotic map that had been drawn by himself in front of him, Zhou Ping let out a sigh of relief, then put on his own clothes, turned around and walked out of the tent.

After leaving the camp, Zhou Ping thought about it, and indeed called a guard, changed his clothes and the guards' clothes, and then walked away, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell the guards not to come to him.

Zhou Ping walked through his handsome camp and came all the way to the iron-clad battalion, which is the main battle camp in the sixth theater to support the Linchuan troops, when Zhou Ping led the team to launch the first wave of attacks, the iron-clad battalion was facing the bear clan with the strongest frontal combat power in the beast army, but the iron-clad battalion was able to stabilize their battle formation under the powerful offensive of the bear clan, you can imagine how much price they have to pay!

Guards were set up between the camps before, but after this battle, all of these guards were withdrawn, and the camps that were still gaps before now have no defense against each other, think about it, they are all robes that have walked together on the battlefield, and even their own backs can be handed over to you for protection, what else do I have to guard against you?

After entering the iron-clad battalion, Zhou Ping raised his eyes and saw the wounded soldiers everywhere in the camp, and other iron-clad battalion soldiers saw Zhou Ping but didn't say much, after the battle, there would always be some exchanges of medicine and food between the various camps, and it was not strange that there were people from other battalions in the camp.

There are too many wounded soldiers in the iron-clad battalion, and they can't even look at the edge one by one, if they were placed in the past, Zhou Ping would definitely be shocked and cry for such a scene, but now he didn't, he just walked over quietly, remembering the faces of these soldiers one by one.

When Zhou Ping passed by a veteran, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he squatted down beside the veteran and stared at his cheek carefully.

This veteran looks very much like an old cigarette pouch, really resemblance, although one side of the veteran's eye is bandaged, but from the rest of the eyebrows, Zhou Ping can see at least the shadow of an eight-point old cigarette pouch.

The veteran seemed to notice that there was someone beside him, opened his eyes with difficulty, and smiled dryly at Zhou Ping, who also smiled at him and asked, "Where is my brother?"

"Datang Yunzhou's. The veteran smiled hoarsely and said, "I've been a soldier for almost thirty years, hehe......"

Zhou Ping nodded slowly, sat down next to the veteran, and asked softly, "Brother, what do you think of today's battle?

The old soldier smiled and said with joy in his eyes, "Okay! Good fight! Since the second attack of the beast clan, Lao Tzu has never fought such a happy battle!"

"We don't dare to say whether General Zhou will fight or not, but he is definitely the commander who has the most appetite for Lao Tzu! In the previous war, he always told us to withdraw, or told us to transfer, turn a fart to move! Just fuck those bitches, Lao Tzu broke a leg and beat them the same howl!"

Zhou Ping only discovered at this time that the veteran had a terrifying laceration wound on the thigh of his right leg, and his entire right leg was torn off by the bear clan......

"Young man, you must know that the victories of all the generals of the human race before did not add up to the number of victories fought by General Zhou Ping alone, I have been a big soldier all my life, and I have survived to the rank of captain by hard qualifications, and there are not a few famous generals I have seen, but if you dare to fight like General Zhou Ping, the Tang Dynasty will definitely not find a second one!"

"What is the war? The number of people? When Lao Tzu led a dozen people to cut down a bunch of barbarians in the Western Desert, these guys didn't know where to feed! Fighting a war is a momentum! Zhou Ping will fight or not, Lao Tzu doesn't dare to say, but just by virtue of this momentum, Lao Tzu thinks he is the most powerful commander in the Tang Dynasty!"

Zhou Ping was a little embarrassed to say this, he scratched his head, and said with a smile, "What my brother said is quite like yours, it seems that you are still quite optimistic about Zhou Ping leading the troops." ”

"It's not optimistic. The veteran slowly shook his head and said, "It's trust, the generals I've seen before use the city guards as cannon fodder when they start a battle, and then let us use the main battle camp when the city guards are dead, only Zhou Ping did not choose to fill the battlefield with human lives, but let these city guards respond on the flanks, such a person leads the troops to fight, I can trust." ”