The cruelest thing in the world is to gain hope in a desperate situation. The next second, this hope is killed by someone! These words could not be more appropriate to describe Brother Tude's current mood.
Liu Guan took the lead in his place, encouraging the army to boost their morale by burning boats in the river, and fought to the bitter end. This trick really works! Brother Tude also put on a disguise and blended into the rebel army under the **** of the remaining guards. The army is ready to break through the siege.
As long as he can escape and get rid of Kang's soldiers and horses, he will still have a chance to integrate the remaining troops and make plans again.
The Northern Desert elite suffered heavy losses, but it was not to the point of being completely wiped out. It was not even a serious loss of vitality. He still had a chance!
Even if the worst situation comes true, Brother Tude will admit it!
In the previous hundreds of years, wasn’t it enough that the various tribes in the Northern Desert were suppressed by the northwest countries? Even if this battle is a complete defeat, the most the Northern Desert will do is go dormant again, sue for peace with Kang, pay tribute and surrender, and give away hostages. Shen Tang can provide any handsome man or woman he wants!
Despite the shame, these processes are really familiar to Beimo.
As long as Bei Mo is kneeling fast enough, gives in easily enough, and keeps his posture low enough, this matter will almost be over.
There is no need to worry that the person named Shen will not give up and kill them all, because her enemies are not only in the Northern Desert. It is beneficial and harmless to Shen Tang to end the war on multiple fronts as soon as possible and concentrate the troops on one battlefield. There is no need to worry that Shen Tang will annex Bei Mo, because incorporating Bei Mo into the territory is equivalent to giving Bei Mo a national seal - the northwest countries have beaten Bei Mo and Shiwu for so many years, could it be that they do not have enough troops to annex them? Two places?
There is a reason why it has not been annexed.
Shiwu and Beimo are gathering places for foreign tribes. Each tribe has its own customs and habits. The habits of each tribe are different and it is extremely difficult to assimilate and integrate. If they insist on annexing them, with the frequency of annihilation of the countries in the northwest continent, the two places will be able to live in peace for at most ten or twenty years. Once they regain their strength and catch up with the country's destruction, the alien races in the two places will have sufficient qualifications to participate in the battle for the national seal.
Hundred years have passed. It’s not that Shiwu and Beimo don’t want to play with the northwest countries. It’s clearly the northwest countries that refuse to accept them. This is because all fools know how ambitious they are and they don’t have the confidence to stabilize their political power. To annex them is to attract wolves into the house.
For the northwest countries, Beimo and Shiwu are places where they gain experience and train troops. It is enough to pay tribute to their subjects and hostages during the holidays. Want to be your own person and play cards at the same table? Everyone wants to eat **** and is extremely wary.
In addition to these, there are also some practical considerations.
The two places are vast in territory, but their food production is not high.
If they are annexed, the northwest countries that annexed them will not be able to collect much tax, and they will have to spend money to prevent them from causing trouble. Anyone with an abacus will know that this account is a loss.
The problem facing Brother Tude is not the outcome of this battle, but how he breaks out of the encirclement and saves his life. Only when you cross this threshold can you decide whether to continue fighting or give up.
Based on these, Brother Tude saw hope.
Who would have expected that a spirit of speech would erupt from the Kangguo formation!
A short memory fragment suddenly popped up in Brother Tude's mind - he was holding rough wheat rice in his hand, with some raw minced meat sprinkled on top, and he put it into his mouth. This bowl of wheat rice has a rough texture, and you can bite into gravel after chewing it. The fine sand and soil are mixed with the wheat rice and raw minced meat. It should be an unappetizing combination, but the "me" in my memory is actually satisfied with it.
An emotion called "happiness" suddenly arises in my heart.
Follow the memory screen jump.
His vision is narrow and he can only see a circle of heaven and earth.
He was lifted up by a force, and a yellow tooth covered with tartar opened at him, revealing a black and **** mouth. Brother Tude could even smell the fishy smell spraying on his face.
The mouth opens and closes.
In the memory fragments, he was eaten.
Brother Tude didn’t realize what this memory was about at first, because as a leader, even if the army was really exhausted and the food supply was so short that human **** had to be used to fill the gap, it was impossible for the food in the mouth to be adulterated with human breasts. Until Brother Tude "heard" someone lamenting: "Today's meat is so sour and old..."
The screen changes again.
A group of Northern Desert soldiers with missing arms and legs were stacked naked together, and the cleaned internal organs and bones were discarded everywhere.
There are countless pottery urns not far away.
The relatively clean human head floated up and down with the boiling soup.
At this time, the voice was muttering again.
Happiness and fear: [Fortunately I am not disabled...]
Tudege's spirit was suddenly shaken.
Realized what this strange memory was about.
His first reaction was to secretly say: [Oops! 】
Looking around, Brother Tude saw that the soldiers in the Northern Desert, whose eyes were red just now and wanted to die, had changed! Some had confused eyes, some were breathing heavily and rapidly, and the same thing was that they all clenched their back molars, as if they were holding back something.
They are trying not to care about these memories.
It is common to encounter hallucinations and false memories during war.
The real elites are not only fierce in fighting and follow orders and prohibitions, but also have a firm mind, not easily affected by external objects, able to withstand the test of conventional military formations, illusions, words and spirits, not believing in these strange memories that suddenly enter the mind, and maintaining stable combat power!
In this way, we can be called elite.
These Northern Desert soldiers can be called elite. After being ambushed, besieged, and harassed for so long, they can still inspire the courageous determination to fight against the odds, so their overall quality is naturally not bad. Yan Ling has experienced the illusions of military formations that are more bewitching than [Yi Pillow Nanke], but the problem is that those illusions are just fake. This time in Bei Mo, guarding the Star Pass, using our own remaining soldiers to make **** is really real. ! The evidence is solid!
In troubled times, it is not uncommon for people to eat each other, let alone in a cruel area like the Northern Desert that advocates natural selection?
It’s just that most of them are descendants of various tribes with some wealth, so how can they get the raw materials of human breasts?
This is an unspoken and unspoken rule.
【Yizhen Nanke】teared the fig leaf into pieces and reminded them that this unspoken rule is not without exception!
How many of them were not injured in this last-ditch battle?
Who can guarantee that they will not have all kinds of **** and fragrance in the future?
Is it really worth it to use them as military rations after they are injured?
Those who were not injured did not dare to bet that they would not be injured!
“Why are you so hesitant and cowardly?”
A loud shout was like thunder exploding in my ears.
The person who spoke was a fierce-looking wounded general.
This man is harsh, ruthless and ruthless in his treatment of his subordinates. Even some soldiers will tremble when they see his face.
As soon as he spoke out, the soldiers nearby were subconsciously afraid, and their chaotic thoughts were forced to interrupt, but this could not restore the decline of a thousand miles. In just a few breaths, the clouds above the Northern Desert army surged up and down, then faded at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Even more depressed and chaotic than before Liu Guanshen's death.
The wounded general was even more furious when he saw this.
Anger filled his heart, and he made a foolish move in a hurry.
Slap away the cowardly deserters with one palm.
His original intention was to kill the chicken as a warning to the monkeys and use the majesty he had accumulated in daily life to frighten the scene, but the result was the opposite. The failure to intimidate them only added fuel to the fire, causing panic to spread like a virus among the rebellious troops. More and more soldiers in the Northern Desert developed a war-avoidance attitude, became passive in fighting, and even began to be crowded in the rear areas.
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“I surrender—”
“Please don’t kill me!”
I don’t know who among the rebels opened this hole, and then they followed one after another to respond, and some soldiers from the Northern Desert even dropped their weapons. With the first one, there will naturally be a second and third one... This phenomenon radiates from a small area.
The wounded general was so angry that he vomited a large amount of blood.
The situation is completely out of control.
The situation that Liu Guan finally created was in ruins.
Before the battle, she was still fighting hard.
"Impossible!" Liu Guan screamed hoarsely, her eyes were scarlet, and she was vaguely mad. The blade in her hand was curled up and almost scrapped under the repeated charges. Anger and unwillingness burst out from her chest, leaving only chaos in her mind, "This Absolutely impossible!"
【Yizhen Nanke】It does not distinguish between friend and foe, as long as the mental strength of the creature within the range of the speaking spirit is weaker than the caster, it will be effective. Liu Guan naturally saw that scene. Reason told her that everything was over, but she was so strong that she refused to accept this reality.
She allows herself to lose, but does not allow a loss that cannot be reversed!
Bei Desert, the situation is over!
As morale plummeted for the second time, the number of soldiers in the Northern Desert who were willing to follow Liu Guan's charge to break out of the encirclement dropped sharply. The vanguard troops were unable to charge at this moment and encountered increasing resistance. The vanguard Jian Dao led by Liu Guan was in an awkward situation - unable to move forward and unable to retreat.
The soldiers were getting more and more wounded and falling down more and more. However, none of them dared to stop.
A slight pause?
The next moment, countless swords, guns, swords and halberds rushed towards the vital points around you!
The end result is death without a whole body!
"Well-"
As the number of guards killed increased, flaws in the vanguard defense line were also exposed. Gradually, Kang soldiers came to Liu Guan, and one of them even hit Liu Guan on the shoulder with a knife. The strike force of this knife is extremely heavy. Most of the blade was immersed in the flesh, and the bones were visible!
Leave a deep mark on the bone.
If it were any bigger, this arm would have to be cut off!
Liu Guan grunted in pain, but did not cry out. The guard closest to her rushed over despite being seriously injured, and pushed back the Kang soldiers who entered the defense line. He wanted to kill them but was unable to do so, so he had to block them. Liu Guan's war horse charged at Kang Guo's soldiers and horses from the front and shouted provocatively: "Come on - kill your grandpa if you can! The head is here!"
Liu Guan’s face was gloomy.
She couldn't lift her right arm, so she simply changed her hand to the knife.
The time on the battlefield was extremely long. After the melee, Liu Guan could no longer tell whether the blood on her body belonged to the enemy or her own. There was only one thought left in her mind - it's not over yet!
Even if you die, you can’t die here!
“Brother! It’s now!”
Lin Feng has been paying attention to the situation here.
She has seen the appearance of Brother Tude, so she naturally knows that the biggest fish in the Northern Desert is him! It's just that the time was not right before, so I could only wait patiently, control the [Corpse Vine] at the same time, and persevere to interfere with the guards around Liu Guan.
Obstruct the Guards formation and create gaps.
Now, the time is ripe!
Tu Rong was greatly refreshed after receiving this instruction!
Can’t help but laugh heartily: “It’s finally my turn!”
He is like a jackal watching his prey. Always stay nearby, clearing out the minions in every corner. Come and kill one, come two and kill a pair, and try your best to cooperate with the jackals around you to tear down the defense line. Although there is a harvest, this small amount of prey cannot satisfy the appetite. His target is still the leader of the prey, and he waits patiently for the perfect opportunity to kill the prey with one blow.
As soon as his companion gave the order, he knew that the time was right.
The martial energy that had been accumulated for a long time exploded.
Wrapped in the light of martial energy, Tu Rong rushed and killed like a cannonball. The Northern Desert troops who intercepted him did not expect this, and the tightly guarded defense line was opened by Tu Rong's explosion.
There is only one goal left in sight—
“Come and accept your fate!”
The murderous intent is boiling, and the soul is trembling with excitement.
“Don’t even think about it!”
The few remaining guards had their eyes broken and were struggling to block it.
They knew that Brother Tude, who was leading the charge, was fake.
But as long as Liu Guan was captured alive by Kang Guo, the fake became real, and the battle in the Northern Desert was truly a complete defeat! Therefore, even if the earthworm shakes the tree, we must still block the killing move in front of us! Who would have expected that Tu Rong's condition was underestimated, his energy and blood flowed backwards, and they all flew backwards.
“A native chicken and a tile dog are vulnerable to a single blow!”
Tu Rong talked trash to several people.
The guards almost vomited blood after hearing this taunt.
Even though Tu Rong was talented, he was young and lacked experience. As long as you are not a high-level brave warrior and the level difference is not big, it will be difficult to defeat many enemies with one person. Tu Rong was lucky. These personal guards had consumed too much martial energy in the charge and were now in poor condition. This kid is picking up a ready-made bargain, why is he so embarrassed?
Tu Rong doesn’t care about this.
As long as he takes these heads, the military glory will be his. Who cares whether they are killed with full health or with residual health?
He yelled in the direction of Brother Tude.
“Brother Tude, capture him and make him a marquis and prime minister!”
This voice completely covers the nearby battlefield.
The Kang Guo soldier who had killed red -eyed was still able to hear this?
Agitated like a chicken.
Fight for fear of killing here.
Military merit is a powerful weapon to stand out in Kang State.
Chu Yao was very pleased at first. He had watched the two apprentices grow up step by step, and now they were fully established. But his relief didn't last long, Tu Rong's voice made him change his face. He laughed and scolded: "This **** boy!"
It is not right to eat alone, but why don’t you eat alone when you can?
This guy really hasn't learned his shrewdness at all.
Following that, he sighed again: “It’s okay to be heartless…”
If you are short-sighted, it is not easy for you to be smart and go astray.
At his age, he can still protect them for a few more years.
Chu Yao made sure that there was no problem here for the time being, and then he spared his energy to see Shen Tang's side. It's not that he doesn't care about his master, but because Gong Cheng is a genuine 18th-level concubine, but the people who beat him up are four good men!
Four against one, including the high priest of the Gongxi tribe.
If we can lose, it will be unless the magic soldiers from Bei Desert descend from the sky.
One twenty-level Chehou is not enough.
Chu Yao relaxed slightly.
After a while, he looked up as if he had something to say.
A little chill fell on his forehead.
Chu Yao raised his hand and wiped it, and found a little water stain.
"It's raining?"
He looked at his palm and murmured softly.
Following this, a snowflake fell into the palm of my hand and melted.
Chu Yao's body suddenly stiffened.
Apart from Werder, who else must be accompanied by flying snow when playing?
“Is it possible that Kang Jishou has something to say again?”
Good words don’t work, but bad words do!
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Today I went out for dinner with the editor and Zhi Zhi Xi Xing Yu Zhu Jin Huang. We ate Haidilao in Singapore and listened to Subject 3 five times_(:з∠)_
Discussing passionately and complaining, I almost can’t update it.
The title... was brought up urgently.
Thinking of getting up early tomorrow to catch the flight back to China, I estimate that I will arrive in Shanghai at 3:30 pm (if there is no delay), and then rush to Hongqiao with Yun Ji to take the high-speed train. If everything goes well, I may be able to arrive in Wenzhou at 10 pm, and I will take Didi for more than one hour. Go home in an hour (Actually, it would be better to spend tomorrow in Shanghai, where I can regain my strength, but I can’t stand my cousin’s wedding at 30, so I have to crawl back to Wenzhou)