Wei Potian came out of the barracks and walked towards the headquarters. His armor was now in tatters and stained, and his face was unshaven. He had not trimmed it for several days. Like everyone else in the base, he looked completely unkempt.
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The two soldiers who were carrying boxes of supplies did not notice Wei Potian walking over and were chatting quietly to themselves.
"When will this battle end?!"
The older veteran had a blank look on his face, "Let's fight. I'll beat you until I'm dead, so there's no need to worry about this problem."
The young soldier said: "Looking at it like this, it won't be our turn in a few days, right?"
"At least I'm alive today."
The young soldier's face showed an indignant expression, and he lowered his voice and whispered: "We have suffered so many defeats! What kind of military god can you call him a military god after fighting like this?"
The veteran hurriedly hissed and said: "Be careful! If you dare to criticize the marshal, you will be punished by military law!"
The young soldier also lost his temper and said, "The worst that can happen is death! How many more days can those who enforce military law live longer than me?"
The veteran sighed and said: "At least we are still alive now. As long as we are alive, there may be miracles."
"What a miracle! In my opinion, the guy opposite should be called the God of War, and his subordinates are the miracles!"
The veteran looked up at him and said, "It's not like you can know this."
The recruit was stunned, and then said nonchalantly: "I know many children from aristocratic families, and they all say so."
The veteran sighed and said, "Well, you all come from aristocratic families after all."
The young soldier was indignant, "What's the use of that? Isn't it just like being cannon fodder and dying?"
Wei Potian couldn't bear to listen anymore and coughed.
The two soldiers were startled, and when they saw it was him, they quickly saluted and turned pale. Wei Potian wanted to get angry, but when he saw the blood-stained bandages on their bodies, he sighed secretly, shook his head, and turned away.
A moment later, he walked into Song Zining's office. Song Zining was immersed in a tall pile of documents, reviewing them quickly. When Wei Potian came in, without looking up, he pushed over a pile of documents and said, "Help me with these.
Deal with it."
Wei Potian said: "What time has it been and you are still processing documents!"
Song Zining stopped writing and said: "I have taught you so many times that war is not just fought on the front line. Logistics is equally important, even more important than the front line. In this kind of war like ours, as long as the supplies are not supplied for a day, the war situation will be affected.
It will collapse immediately. Can you imagine a battle without aerospace transport? These documents are logistics. If I don't deal with them, the operation of the entire system will stagnate..."
Wei Potian took the document and said, "Okay, okay, don't talk about your big ideas, I'll just do it for you. But, do you know what the outside world says about you now?"
"You can roughly guess it."
"Hmph, they say you are a fake military god. You were lucky enough to win battles in the past. Now you have finally revealed your true colors."
"As expected."
Song Zining didn't take it seriously, but Wei Potian quit, jumped up, and said: "How could they say that! It was obvious that those guys were greedy for credit, delayed in all kinds of ways after receiving military orders, and refused to withdraw their troops.
The dark race was defeated. Now they are pouring dirty water on your head!"
Song Zining raised his head and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, the military department will give me a public discussion."
"These guys always take it for granted that you can predict the enemy's actions! Doesn't the secret technique come at no cost? Why do they say that!"
Song Zining sighed and said: "Originally, one of the reasons why I sat in this position is that the magic of heaven can defeat the dark races. So this accusation cannot be overstated."
Wei Potian was awakened by the cruelty, and his expression couldn't help but change. After all, Song Zining was different from himself and Zhao Jundu. He was alone at the beginning of his career. His comet-like promotion speed was of course because he was useful and irreplaceable.
He stayed for a moment, then sighed and said, "You can't count her actions?"
"She can compete with King Dingxuan, what do you think? To say the least, she has Storm and Jingmeng in her hands. Even if there is only one of them, I can't count her."
"What should we do?"
"Fight a normal war."
"How to fight?" Before he could finish the question, Wei Potian waved his hand, "Forget it, how to fight is your business, I won't bother with that. I'll help you handle these documents first."
The office fell silent, with only the sound of rustling writing.
After a while, Wei Potian suddenly sighed, as if muttering to himself: "Why did she suddenly become so cruel?"
Song Zining's hands froze, and then he started grading again.
Not far from the advance base, there is also a base on a hill.
This base is smaller in scale, but its defense is stronger. It is obviously built purely for defense. Its location is quite good, with open areas on three sides. It is condescending and controls the surrounding vast area.
From this base, the coverage area of long-range heavy artillery almost reaches the main base at the rear. In this way, the open area in front of the main base becomes a death zone.
On the wall of the fortress, Zhao Jundu stood in the wind, eyes slightly narrowed, looking into the distance.
At the end of the horizon, the outline of a large camp can be faintly seen. It is the camp of the dark race, and its scale is much larger than his small fortress, at least ten times the size here.
A general stood nearby, with a hint of worry, and said: "Sir, the strategy of the dark race has changed. They are pressing forward step by step, trying to squeeze us into a position where we cannot move!"
Zhao Jundu nodded slowly, "Yes, their commander has also changed."
"This is strange to me. The dark races have always disliked each other, and they fight each other on the battlefield. So they only fight mobile warfare and never like positional warfare. But now, look at them, step by step, they have
The camp has been built here. The cooperation is quite strict!"
Zhao Jundu said: "If you knew who the commander on the opposite side was, you wouldn't be so surprised."
"Well, I'm not their opponent anyway. But when it comes to marching and fighting, my old horse is really not afraid of these black-blooded brats!"
Zhao Jundu patted him on the shoulder and said, "When I was rushing forward to kill, thank you for taking care of me from behind."
The general blushed and said, "If you hadn't taken over the strong men on the opposite side, how could we have stopped them? Hey, what is that?"
There was a sudden commotion in the dark race camp, and then dozens of fire streams shot into the sky, weaving a fire net in the sky.
Several aerostats appeared in the sky, flying at full speed and crashing into the fire net.
The dark race seemed to be caught off guard, and the fire net was not dense enough, so they were rushed by these aerospace boats. Half of the hull of one of them was burning, but it still flew tenaciously and refused to crash.
"It's our people! Get ready to respond!" Zhao Jundu ordered.
On the turret inside the fortress, several heavy cannons were ready to fire, and then roared, blasting out an isolation zone in the middle to intercept the pursuers of the dark race.
Several aerostats finally flew over the fortress and landed one by one, while the burning aerostat barely managed to glide for a while, finally failed to hold up and crashed outside the fortress.
The gate of the fortress opened, and hundreds of soldiers rushed out to rescue the survivors from the wreckage. Fortunately, the aerospace boats were all elites, and most of them were injured but survived, and were snatched back to the fortress.
In the blink of an eye, the open space in the fortress was filled with wounded people. Many wounded people will receive preliminary treatment here, and the seriously injured ones will be transferred back to the main base for rescue.
Zhao Jundu walked among the wounded, inspecting back and forth.
He suddenly saw a group of soldiers gathered together. Most of them were intact, which was very different from the soldiers around who were more or less injured.
This group of warriors is obviously well-equipped and is one level stronger than the regular army of the empire. The leader is a young man who has considerable strength and has already been trained as a warrior.
Zhao Jundu walked over and said in a deep voice: "Which family are you from?"
When the young master saw that it was Zhao Jundu, no matter how unruly he was, he quickly stood up, put on a respectful attitude, and said: "I am Zhang Tianhe, who is from a branch of the Zhang family. These are the private soldiers of our house, and they have followed me for many years.
years."
Zhao Jundu glanced over and said: "There is still a lot of ammunition left. It seems that the battle on the front line is going well."
Zhang Tianhe had a sudden thought and said: "The area we are responsible for defending is not the main attack direction of the dark race. In addition, we have always been careful and willing to spend money on brothers' equipment, so our ammunition base has always been
It needs more."
Zhao Jundu nodded, "Very good, I am short of manpower here, you can stay. Don't worry, I will put you in front of the fortress. There will be no shortage of enemies there, and you will not run out of ammunition."
Zhang Tianhe was shocked and said hurriedly: "Sir, you are joking! Our department has received a military order from the headquarters to withdraw from the empire. If we stay here, we will violate the order."
"The military order has changed."
"How can a military order be changed at the drop of a hat? That secret order is on the body of General He Yong. I will go and get it right away."
Zhao Jundu said word for word: "The military order has been changed."
Zhang Tianhe suddenly felt cold all over and stopped quickly.
He knew in his heart that as long as he took one more step and angered Zhao Jundu, there would probably be no good end. But staying in this forward fortress would probably be a dead end. When he just flew over the dark race camp, he had already seen the huge Ruoda below.
The camp was crowded with people, and there were hundreds of thousands of them.
There are only a few thousand defenders in the small fortress of Zhao Jundu. How can they stop the 100,000-strong army of the dark race?
Thinking of this, Zhang Tianhe became worried and said: "Sir, how can the military order be changed? I cannot obey the order! I will confirm with the military department later. If there is indeed a change, I will come back and apologize to you."
"Are you going to disobey the order?"
Zhang Tianhe said loudly: "Master Zhao, I don't know where I have offended you, and I want you to target me like this. But if you insist on forcing me to do so, then I won't be polite. Now the dark race is very powerful, and others don't know why.
, but I accidentally overheard some news. The lady on the other side seems to have been a woman from your Zhao family. Your Zhao clan has colluded with the dark race, and you still want to hide it from the world?"
"Finished?" Zhao Jundu said calmly.
"Isn't that enough?"
"That's all." Zhao Jundu raised his hand and shot Zhang Tianhe right between the eyebrows.
Zhang Tianhe's eyes widened. He never expected that Zhao Jundu would actually shoot. With a look of astonishment on his face, he fell to the sky.
Zhao Jundu said: "For Zhang Clan's sake, let's not convict him of disobeying military orders. Let's write him on the death list."
Zhang Tianhe was executed, but his private soldiers dared to resist. They all walked to their posts in dejection.