The Zihuang Sect army stationed in the southwest was defeated again unexpectedly, and it was defeated neatly and completely.

Moreover, this time, due to the sufficient preparations of the beast clan, the Zihuang Sect suffered heavy losses, and the army suffered countless casualties. Wherever they passed along the way, there were sorrows everywhere. The beast clan was chased and abandoned his armor, and his morale collapsed completely.

During the past ten years, there were continuous defeats, and it was not only Zihuang Sect that was hit. The Zixuan Dynasty was shrouded in haze and people were panicked, fearing that the beast tribe would take advantage of the victory and conquer the inland of Zixuan Dynasty.

As for the Zihuang Sect? Can these people be of some use besides defeating the war?

Thirty thousand miles away from the border of Baohua Kingdom, there was a mountain range full of armor, and soldiers covered in blood were expressionless. They sat on the trees with blank eyes. The mountains and forests were vast, but they were silent as if they were dead.

These soldiers are the remnants of the Zihuang Sect.

In the eighth line of defense, the Zihuang Sect not only suffered heavy losses, but also suffered a large number of troops. It is no exaggeration to say that it was a remnant army.

At this time, there were only one million people on this mountain range, including the "trump card" army with almost no major damage. This shows how badly the human race was defeated this time. In one battle, it almost defeated most of the combat power of the Zihuang Sect.

The morale of the remaining remaining troops has been completely defeated, with a combat power of less than ten or two or three. If the beast tribe fights at this time, I am afraid that there will be no courage to resist.

Fortunately, the beast tribe seemed to have not chased after him, but occupied the eighth line of defense, stationed and consolidated the territory.

At noon, each army took out his own food, some even made some wild game, and started to make a fire to cook.

Even if you feel sad now, people still have to eat. If you don’t eat, the beast tribe will not even have the energy to run away.

However, a small riot occurred at this time at the foot of a mountain near the middle of the mountain, which attracted many lifeless eyes to sweep over, and a little bit of a slight look on her numb face.

The source of the riot was a young man who looked in his early twenties. His armor was stained with blood, and his back was broken, and his face was pale like a dead person.

This young man was frantically fighting with another clean and tidy soldier, even with his armor, and screaming and scolding while fighting.

"******!******! What a trump card! What a bad guy! What a big army of bad treasures! Is it useless? What's the use of you? Will you watch the game from behind? Ah?"

The young man, who seemed to be seriously injured, ignored his injuries and pressed the "trump card" soldier who was targeted by him.

However, he was too seriously injured. Even if he tried his best, he didn't have much strength. The soldier of the "trump card" army keenly discovered this and did not resist. He just raised his arms to block his face.

"***! Do you think I want to? I also want to go to the battlefield to kill the beast tribe, but the military orders are like mountains. What can I do? Tell me, what should I do? *******! Do you disobey the military orders?"

Although the soldiers of the "trump card" army did not fight back, they only occasionally fought with the injured young soldiers, but they did not show any weakness and were full of resentment and anger.

The soldiers on the side couldn't see it after all, so they stepped forward and pulled the two of them apart, especially the young soldier, whose back was already red. It was obviously a wound that had just been bandaged. His fierce movements directly broke open and covered with blood.

However, he seemed to have no feeling at all, and he fought hard to break free from the obstacles and pulled the crowd, and rushed forward desperately.

The young soldier was injured after all and was quickly pulled back by a group of people. However, he was still unwilling to give up and bit the person who pulled him with his mouth and kicked the "trump card" soldier with his feet. The distance was not enough, so he also kicked the sand and threw it over, as if he wanted to kill the soldier with the sand.

Such a move was like a bloody hatred with the soldier, which made the group of soldiers next to him frown.

The "trump card" army also rubbed its forearm, and spitted at it, "Mad Dog!"

The young soldier was quickly pulled away and could no longer kick or hit him.

At this moment, he burst into tears: "I have been waiting for you for three years, three years! You didn't move! My father died in battle! My brother died in battle! My younger brother was only nineteen years old, and there was a beautiful wife in the family waiting for him to go back. Why did I have the attitude to see her when I went back? I didn't even have a hair left!"

"You group of executioners! Return my father to me, return my brother to me, brother..."

The young soldiers stopped struggling and let these people hold themselves, lying on the ground with powerless crying, the crying was sorrowful that it hurt people's hearts.

The soldiers around looked at this scene and their faces became more and more dim, and their eyes became sore. Several people also cried, feeling disheartened.

The group of "trump card" soldiers looked extremely complicated. They opened their mouths, wanted to explain, comfort, and apologize... But after thinking about it, they seemed that they were not qualified to say anything, so they swallowed it back, and thousands of words turned into a long sigh.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying here?"

Suddenly, a group of figures arrived quietly, and a group of senior executives led by Ye Fan and Gu Xinyue.

The arrival of these people made the place silent, and there was no one dared to speak out.

The pressure from a group of senior officials of the Martial Emperor was too great. Even if these soldiers were angry and dissatisfied, they did not dare to say a word.

However, these soldiers dared not say anything. At this time, the young soldier lying on the ground crying bitterly seemed to be unharmed. He suddenly turned over and jumped up, stepped forward a few steps, grabbed Ye Fan's clothes and shouted: "Give me my father back! Return my brother to me..."

Such actions scared everyone to the point of being stunned and stunned. I couldn't believe that this young soldier was so crazy that he actually dared to touch Emperor Wu.

“Bold!”

"court death!"

The senior officials around Ye Fan were shocked and angry, and they all shouted out loud, even Gu Xinyue raised her eyebrows slightly.

"return!"

"Are you crazy?"

"Pull him back!"

The young soldier's robes almost went crazy. After reacting, he rushed up immediately. However, someone was faster than them. He was the "trump card" soldier who was inexplicably affected by the fish in the pond and was pressed on the ground by the young soldier.

He hugged the young soldier and dragged him back. The "trump card" soldier took a deep breath and said, "He was just a little excited. Liu Yu apologized to Emperor Ye Wu for him, and Liu Yu took this crime for him."

Ye Fan did not look at him, but looked at the young soldier who was like a scarred lone wolf, and said indifferently: "I don't have anyone, I have a grudge. You can go and avenge me, I will never stop you."

Young people have strong blood and strong nature, so how can they bear such excitement?

The young soldier took off his helmet and threw it heavily at Ye Fan's feet, saying in a crying voice: "I'm not good at this soldier, I'll take revenge by myself!"

"stop!"

Ye Fan shouted.

"What? Do you want to deal with me with military law? What a bullshit Emperor Wu, others are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid of you!"

The young soldier stared at the head and said with his neck stammering.

"Shut up!"

The unlucky soldier who was beaten by the young soldier whispered, sternly stopping his behavior of seeking death.

Ye Fan said nothing, but looked at the young man in his early twenties indifferently, silent and majestic, indifferent and cold, and an invisible majesty like a mountain, turning the rivers and seas, causing the faces of the soldiers around him to change wildly.

"This little guy who doesn't know how to live or die is going to finish."

This is what everyone thinks, and I can't help but sigh in my heart.

Just when everyone thought that the young soldier was about to land, Ye Fan suddenly laughed, then shook his head slightly, lowered his body to pick up the helmet that was thrown on the ground, patted it gently, dusted off the soil on it, and then Ye Fan slowly walked towards the young soldier.

The young soldier said he was not afraid, but when he saw Ye Fan coming, his body suddenly became tense and he was extremely nervous.

Ye Fan seemed to not see his nervousness, gently put his helmet on him, brushed the soil on his armor, and said, "If you want to take revenge, you can't take a wound with your body. Recover the wound first. Then, the killing beast tribe will make you sluggish and kill you until you vomit."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the soldiers, including the senior executives, were stunned.

Then, the senior officials looked at each other in surprise, and looked at Ye Fan in confusion.

The soldiers around him reacted completely oppositely. After being stunned, some questioned and distrusted, while others had a hot look and looked ecstatic.

The young soldier was completely stunned. He never expected that the dignified Martial Emperor, who was so offended by himself, would still talk to him so peacefully, his behavior was full of kindness, and there was no indifference and arrogance that had been the moment before.

He was stunned, but the "trump card" soldier beside him was not stunned, and asked ecstaticly: "Sir, can we really fight back?"

"The time has come. I have been training for ten years. It's time for you to go out. Kill it, blood flows into a river and corpses are like mountains!"

Ye Fan looked up slightly, looked at the vast sky, and sighed.

"You... are you saying true?"

The young soldier asked in disbelief.

Ye Fan's eyes fell on the young face again and said with a smile: "What I, Ye Fan, said, never counts. At most, we will fight back. Otherwise, my Ye Fan's head will be twisted off as a stone for you to kick."

Then, Ye Fan raised his eyes and glanced at the soldiers at the foot of the mountain, with a hint of apology from his voice, saying, "Someone once told me that there will be no good results if I act solely, but this is the style of my work, and martial arts, I act alone. I am the same in war."

"If you want to have a great result, you must plant the great cause. If you want to achieve unprecedented victory, you also need unbearable losses and pain. I, Ye Fan, feel deeply guilty, but... I, "

Speaking of this, Ye Fan's voice became loud and clanging like a sword, making a loud sound: "Although many people died in this battle, the war between the human race and the beast race will end early after this battle. Your descendants can enjoy nearly two thousand years of peace in advance."

"Believe me, these eight lines of defense are the way the beast tribe step by step into the abyss."

"After the battle, the orcs cannot turn over for two thousand years!"

...

On the way back to the camp, the senior officials following Ye Fan were not as happy as the soldiers, but were silent as if they were mosaic. Their thoughts were in flushing, thinking about whether Ye Fan’s words were real or just an act of inspiring the morale of the army.

"Ye Fan, what you said just now is to boost the morale of the army?"

Finally, Gu Xinyue asked this question.

When the senior officials heard this, they all shook their bodies and looked at Ye Fan one after another.

"This is an unprecedented victory for the beast tribe, and it is also an unprecedented defeat for my Zihuang Sect. However, they did not attack Dongzhou in one breath, and rushed in all the way, not even chasing him much... and the momentum was declining when they chased Baohua Kingdom."

Ye Fan said.

"It's just our army, and other important cities and cities on the defense line have been chased and killed a long time ago."

A senior executive thought Ye Fan had forgotten this level and quickly explained.

"No, this is just an illusion, which is completely inconsistent with the results they have obtained."

Ye Fan shook his head slightly and smiled, "So I'm sure that they have insufficient troops or have gathered in other places. They... need to make big moves."

"The time has come?"

Gu Xinyue's beautiful eyes were shining.

"The time has come."
Chapter completed!