Kingdom of Clouds, Sandpiper City, Modu tribe garrison.
Dirty stretchers, blood-stained sheets, and moans and wailings.
The military camp was already filled with wounded soldiers.
This small town is already in danger.
"It's been two days. Will Mr. Zhang Wei really come?"
"Already, I can't hold it any longer."
All units capable of fighting have been dispatched. Even the staff of the headquarters are neatly dressed and mounted on the wall. Of the tens of thousands of troops, no more than two thousand can still fight, and the defensive force is already very weak.
The situation in the Kingdom of Clouds is also very difficult. More than a dozen consecutive attacks have failed, and blunt force has defeated the enemy...
The offensive has no strength at all.
But even so, Mo Du and others have reached their limit!
Wolfgang is almost paralyzed from exhaustion. He has had less than 4 hours of rest every day since returning to the team. He is tired and lonely, and the quality of the dishes he now produces has begun to decline seriously.
Mo Du came to Wolfgang's side: "Sir, take a rest."
"No, I can still hold on."
Wolfgang said: "Before Zhang Wei came, I would not fall. Although my cooking skills are a little inferior to his, I will not lose in terms of willpower!"
Although he said this, Wolfgang's whole body was shaking.
This is a characteristic symptom after extreme fatigue.
Chu Xiang hurried over: "There is a message from the frontline sentry! The enemy camp seems a bit strange."
"Organizing a new attack?"
"No, it seems to be celebrating."
"Celebrate? Celebrate what?"
Chu Xiang said seriously: "The celebration is just a guess based on the signs. I guess... it should be some kind of welcome party! If I am not mistaken, the enemy's reinforcements have arrived!"
Mo Du was shocked!
Both sides are exhausted, so naturally the defender has the advantage.
But now that the enemy has added new forces... everything is hard to say!
"When did it happen!"
"It should have been three hours ago. When the message was delivered, it had already lasted three hours!"
The more Mo Du thought about it, the colder his heart became!
This time is enough to rest.
Soon Sandpiper City will face a violent storm of attacks!
Mo Du gritted his teeth and said: "Push all units that can fight onto the city wall. Among the wounded soldiers, all those who can lift a knife will be transferred over! Whether you live or die, it all depends on this!"
At this moment, a messenger galloped through the military camp, shouting wildly: "Jisi news! Jiexi news!"
"The Wolf Valley rebels have been victorious in successive battles, and their light cavalry has advanced rapidly. They are less than 90 miles away from Sandpiper City!"
There are good and bad news.
If it is bad news, the messengers need to quickly enter the big tent and report the information secretly.
If it's Xixian, you need to ride a horse and read it loudly in the military camp, which can greatly improve morale!
The soldiers were talking a lot.
"Wolf Valley Volunteers, what is that?"
"Yes, you must be very powerful if you can win consecutive battles, right?"
"You don't even know Wolf Valley. You were dozing off during geography class!"
"The Wolf Valley Volunteers are elite troops who guard one side all year round and will fight for the rest of their lives! If they come to help, we can take a big breath."
"It would be even more perfect if we could open up the supply line or cover our retreat."
With the cooperation of infantry and cavalry of the Wolf Valley Volunteers and hundreds of chariots, the distance of 90 miles only took one and a half hours.
And what Mo Du needs to do is to hold on until the moment when they meet!
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The front line is in ruins.
The ground is full of huge potholes. If you accidentally fall into them, you will face the same punishment as Zhang Wei.
Even in the Kingdom of Clouds, there are very few people with the ability to control the air.
Limited by the foundation, there are almost no effective fortifications here.
For the 'supermen' who have awakened their gourmet cells, ordinary-sized buildings are no different from pieces of paper.
As long as you have level 5, destroying a three-meter-thick tree with one punch is just like playing.
Wu Yong was wearing armor and followed by more than a dozen soldiers, looking like a squad leader.
As a rescued person, it was natural for him to join the combat team.
"Brother Wu Yong, those ugly monsters are here again."
Wu Yong took out a tobacco tree branch, rubbed out sparks and lit it.
He said leisurely: "Why are you panic? Follow me soon, I will help you chop off more heads!"
After days of bloody battles, Wu Yong's skills have made great progress.
Not only are the cells more active, but they have also learned to protect their team on the battlefield.
In the past few days, not only have the team members lost very little, but they have also killed a lot of enemies. It can be said that they are the most upstream group among many teams.
A soldier sighed and said with a hint of hope: "I heard that the King of Chefs in the North is coming soon. We probably won't have a chance to taste it. If we can come back alive, it would be nice to just smell the fragrance."
"I heard that the king of chefs in the North is Zhang Wei."
"What a common name."
"Speaking of which, I also know two people named Zhang Wei."
Wu Yong recalled the decisive battle at the Northland Feast.
The chef at Wine and Beauty is truly magnificent.
Speaking of which, Tang Zhihun had an assistant chef named Zhang Wei, but he disappeared on the eve of the decisive battle.
"The assistant chef has always been mysterious...and doesn't like to talk, but his cooking techniques are very sophisticated..."
"Tang Zhihun said that he has extraordinary talents, but... I always feel that it is not a matter of talent, and he can teach himself without a teacher? It is unlikely..."
There's something wrong with Wu Yong's instinct.
Speaking of which, whenever Zhang Wei, who loves wine and beauty, appears, the little assistant chef Tang Zhihun will disappear.
What a coincidence...
And they are all named Zhang Wei...
Could it be...
Wu Yong was stunned, then smiled to himself: "What am I thinking about? This is impossible."
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On the front line, the troops from the Country of Clouds slowly pressed onto the battlefield.
There are many of them and they look very different.
Eugenic species, superior species, and inferior species are all available.
Mo Du looked at the battle site: "The enemy's offensive is so weak... My body feels decadent in response to orders. Is your information confirmed?"
Chu Xiang wondered: "The intelligence organization of the Black List has extremely strict review, and it is absolutely impossible to make mistakes."
"The enemy has no fresh troops."
"Maybe it's really just a welcome party?"
Taking out the concentric leaves, Mo Du wrote down the situation.
Although he warned himself to be independent and control the Northland with his own efforts, he couldn't help but chat with Zhang Wei.
Soon, Zhang Wei wrote back.
'Tighten the front, don't let it loose.'
'Beware of the enemy's new force attacking the front line in the middle of the battle.'
Mo Du: Understood, I will be vigilant.
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Wu Yong was killing everyone in the crowd, and was constantly bombarded with explosive fists.
"Captain, command flag!"
"Send the order from the rear, return to defense!"
Wu Yong glared and said: "What? Withdraw the troops? We will definitely kill them right away!"
"Captain, please obey your order, otherwise it will be dangerous for us to go in alone."
Wu Yong cursed and said angrily: "Retreat! Retreat! Pay attention to cover, don't cause a big rout!"