"The moment the sword is unsheathed, it indicates that if the invading enemy invaders continue to die, then our compatriots and comrades will continue to attack, even if the sky is stained with blood, the mountains and rivers are red, we must defend the enemy from outside the country.

"

The battlefield recorder, holding the handbook, followed the vanguard army out of the giant wall, looked at the Indian Emperor's army coming like a tide in the distance, his eyes were red, and his fingers were like strings, writing records frantically.

Hot sweat broke out on their foreheads, their blood boiled like lava, and every word written in their hands was stained with a fierce fighting spirit.

"This defensive battle is the most ferocious and dangerous bloody battle that Zhongzhou has encountered since the founding of the People's Republic of China. The Indian Emperor's tens of millions of troops invaded our east, trying to capture the southern provincial capital, and they rode across the mountains and rivers of the east. These are enemies, this is

Hyena, this is a war that all eastern creatures cannot remain indifferent to!"

"Wolf smoke is everywhere, soldiers are fighting each other, blood and fire are clashing, gods and immortals are contrasting, humans are fighting, blood is staining the sky, soldiers are riding horses, no longer wrapped in corpses..."

A heavily armed school-level officer passed by the battlefield recorder, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Comrade, if you can take pictures, just record this day."

"Ah, why?"

"Because if we are defeated today, the whole country in Zhongzhou will be plunged into war."

"If we win today." The school officer looked towards the other side of the ocean with cold eyes: "Then tomorrow, we in the East will gather all our strength and go out in full force to break the historical milestone of the Indy Free State and the Demon God Pillar!"

"Our Zhongzhou army is here to kill the Yin Emperor's army."

"The Demon God Pillar of Emperor Yin, we have the Immortal Palace Giant!"

"So, keep good records."

The words ended.

The school officer jumped into the mighty vanguard frenzy. Like the 200,000 vanguard troops, like every ordinary soldier, he held a sword and gun and transformed into a chess piece. Under the illumination of military songs and flags, he moved forward step by step.

Went to the battlefield.

The recorder hurriedly took out his camera.

Under the lens of the camera.

The sky is gray.

The earth is filled with dust and smoke.

A sword and spear glowing with cold light.

A heavily armed warrior.

All present the most authentic iron-blooded flavor.

…

The final war broke out in an instant.

When the Indian emperor's army came into contact with the Zhongzhou army.

The overwhelming Indian army appeared to be surrounding them.

After all, their vanguard army numbered at least two million.

Two million Indian Emperor's vanguard troops faced off against 200,000 Zhongzhou's vanguard troops.

If you were to explain it to any military professor, you would think that this was a battle of overwhelming numbers.

Two people may defeat twenty people.

But twenty people can never defeat two hundred people.

When the quantitative gap reaches a peak, a qualitative change will occur.

Two hundred thousand people thrown into two million enemy troops are like twenty small stones thrown into the vast ocean, which cannot make a splash of water.

Under the helmets made of alloy, although every face faced Indian soldiers from all directions, they still raised the corners of their mouths and smiled as if they were looking at death.

Two hundred thousand versus two million.

In fact, when they were selected as vanguards, these 200,000 Zhongzhou soldiers were already prepared to die in battle.

"kill!"

There was a roar and the battle flag was raised.

The war of arms and iron horses officially broke out in this mountain and river.

First, the Indian emperor's army used 300,000 shield soldiers as human shield forwards, but the Zhongzhou vanguard, who had high morale, forced the door open with swords and guns.

As the first Zhongzhou pioneer warrior attacked the Yin Emperor's lineup, more and more three-person groups followed closely.

But soon, a proud smile appeared on the faces of the Indian soldiers.

They turned around and surrounded each three-person group.

Each three-person team faced at least forty or fifty Indian soldiers. Wherever they looked, they saw ferocious Western faces and Western swords and guns.

"kill!"

The first three-person team moved forward inexorably.

The human shield responsible for resisting damage desperately blocked the swords and guns.

The firepower point in the middle took the opportunity to fire wildly and attack.

Soon the Indian soldiers in front of them fell into a pool of blood like wheat.

But soon, they were greeted with a flood of revenge.

Poof!

A spear engraved with the emblem of the Indian Empire deftly passed through the defense gap of the human shield and pierced the chest of the Zhongzhou soldier at the firepower point.

The spear was in the hand of a burly Indian soldier. As he put away the gun with a ferocious smile, the Zhongzhou soldier's chest burst and he fell down in the midst of crazily trembling and gushing blood.

Then the first three-person team was swallowed up by the vast ocean of the Indian Emperor's army, without even a single splash of water being thrown out.

"Zhongzhou without regrets..."

When the toughest human shield soldier fell, he still clutched the shield in his hand, his eyes reluctantly looking at the national emblem of Zhongzhou on the shield.

This battle was originally aimed at a fight to the death.

If you die by the enemy's swords and guns and fall on the battlefield, you are worthy of the Zhongzhou armor on your body and the lights of thousands of families behind you.

Plop...

One by one, the Zhongzhou pioneers fell in a pool of blood.

Although each of them exchanged their lives for the death of dozens of Indian soldiers, the huge Indian army did not care about this battle loss at all. They stepped on the corpses of the Zhongzhou soldiers and continued to march towards the southern provincial capital with a grin.

Half an hour later.

All 200,000 Zhongzhou Pioneer Army died in battle!

No one was taken prisoner.

No one chose to surrender.

Two hundred thousand people fought to the final chapter and fulfilled their mission with their blood.

On the huge wall of the Jinan Provincial City, Yang An couldn't help but close his eyes as he watched this scene. He dug his fingertips into his palms and calmed his trembling heart with the bloody sting.

The adjutant gritted his teeth and reported: "All 200,000 vanguard troops died for the country. None of the soldiers surrendered. None of the officers were captured. All died in the battle and there were no survivors!"

When Yang An heard these words, his heart trembled with pain.

The adjutant said again: "Preliminary estimates indicate that millions of people on the Indian Emperor's side died in the battle!"

"General, we deserve it..."

Yang An opened his eyes and forced out a bitter smile.

He raised his palm, and in his palm there were bloody holes poked by his fingertips.

Yang An's eyes turned red, "Isn't it a loss?"

"Tell me, is it worth it if two hundred thousand soldiers died in battle?"

"Hahahaha, no loss, no loss, no loss..."

Yang An suddenly became furious, like a lion.

"you tell me!"

"My 200,000 loyal sons and daughters will not lose anything if they die?!"

"What a loss! It makes my heart beat like a knife!"

"Even if it were his name of Emperor Yin with five million hyenas, I, Yang An, would be so heartbroken at the loss!"

Yang An looked at the last 200,000 troops, suddenly put on his armor, walked to the edge of the giant wall, drew his sword, did not speak, but showed his determination with specific actions.

"I am willing to live and die together with you..."

The last 200,000 Zhongzhou soldiers looked at Yang An.

That was the last general left in Zhongzhou.

But now, the last general has to personally face the national crisis.
Chapter completed!