The military division drums morale. The duration is an hour. After an hour, the morale will return to the original. Of course, in the process, due to other reasons, the actual morale of the army will also change the latest chapters of the extinction.
It's like now, more than 4,000 militia picked up the weapons on the ground. After the British army who had escaped, the two dogs, Zhang Donglai and others led their elite died, and after a long time, they caught up with the slow -running and scattered British Army.
These British army just resisted a little or twice, and raised their hands to surrender. The militians followed closely at the back. They were happy in their hearts and thought: The British army is really just that. So what else is there?
Especially after the militia captured the British army, other militias saw this, and they were greatly encouraged. People like me can do it. Why can't I do it?
There is no need for Liu Zhenming to perform military skills, this morale naturally improves.
"Haha, there is also this day when I was old. Look, I caught a foreigner."
"I caught a foreigner to calculate a ball, and Lao Tzu caught more than a dozen foreigners!"
"real?"
"Really! Look, you are not a dozen places in the ditch."
"Well, you look away, this is not a foreigner, this is the second devil Indian. I have seen it in the Shanghai Concession. These Indians are wrapped in red headscarves and have a strong curry flavor on their bodies!
In fact, I am afraid of death, even if those rogues are causing trouble, they can hide far away. "
"Well, really, the taste is really heavy."
The mountains are all over the mountains, the entire river is the escape British soldiers.
Er Douzi, Zhang Donglai and other elite soldiers madly assault, strangled those who dare to resist, and those who did not boldly stop them for a one -step lag.
After Liu Zhending's four -time military division's technical exhibition, he immediately found that the situation was not good. His original charm was 9092. The spirit was 7882, and the luck value was 108108.
This time, each flower drops 60 points. The spiritual value is bottomed out, becoming 18, and the charm value becomes 30. The luck value is better but only 48 left.
After the exhibition, he was sluggish. When he pursued a distance, he felt that he began to be dizzy, and he kept buzzing like a bulging in his ears.
"General Liu, you see, there are also Indians here, more than a dozen Indians!"
"General Liu, what's wrong with you!"
Several militians saw Liu Zhenming who passed by with them and reported to him with excitement. However, they immediately found that Liu Zhenming's condition was wrong. The face was pale, and the whole person was crumbling.
"Okay, yes. I have said that we are not worse than whites! As long as our 40,000 compatriots are awakened, the whole world will have no, no one can stop it!" Liu Zhenming first supported and said, tight
Then he couldn't help it anymore.
With a wow, Liu Zhenming opened his mouth and spit out blood.
"General Liu, General Liu!" Everyone exclaimed, panic, and it would never be so serious that Liu Zhenming would not expect Liu Zhenming.
As soon as Liu Zhenming's legs were soft, he had to plant it, but he died on the ground with a Ge Suck knife. Don't fall down by himself.
"Don't call, don't let others know that I am injured, help me, help me to that hillside." Liu Zhenming bit the tip of his tongue, so that he did not fall into a coma.
"General!" Seeing Liu Zhenming's blood flowing down the corner of his mouth, he stained red plackets, but he insisted on victory. When these Chinese people were moved, they felt ashamed. Compared to him, what do we do.
We can only complain, complain, and even resent. Compared with him, we are not a beautiful woman.
The three Chinese people helped Liu Zhenming on the high ground with seven -handed foot, and then stood far away under Liu Zhenming's instructions. At this moment, Liu Zhenming's weak body looked extremely tall in their eyes.
This is the first time Gandhi has seen the Chinese commander. Gandhi secretly raised his head and watched the arrogant back.
Demon, Satan, despicable and cunning people, Gandhi often hear these curses from the mouths of the British soldiers. In his heart, the Chinese commander has already thought that the Chinese commander is a sorrowful appearance, a burly figure, a evil shape, evil shape, evil shape, evil shape, evil, and evil.
The person.
However, when I saw it with my own eyes, I found out that those British soldiers were wrong. He was such a young, his figure was not tall, but he was higher than the ordinary Chinese.
It can be injured, vomiting blood, not a nine -headed snake that can't kill.
However, when he leaned against the sword with one hand and standing on the hillside, Gandhi felt palpitations for a while, and felt that it was not a human, but a heavenly sword that made people dare not look at it.
As tall as the Himalayas, no one can shake it.
Even if the British can conquer all the mountains, they can never conquer the tall Himalayas.
Gandhi felt that his heart was washed by the water of the Ganges, and a kind of ** called resistance began to wake up.
"Put down the weapon to surrender!" The two dogs yelled, and when they saw the British army in front, they wanted to escape. When they raised the gun, it was a shot.
After killing another enemy forces, the two dogs had a little sober head. He looked around and did not find Liu Zhenming's figure.
"What about the head of the group?"
"have no idea!"
The soldiers just killed it, and they drove straight all the way, and they forgot that the familiar figure.
"Here, looking at us!" A soldier pointed out.
The two dogs turned their heads and saw the familiar figure. They felt light in their hearts and yelled: "Brothers, the head of the group is looking at us, can you say we can stop?"
"No! No! ..."
There was endless motivation in the hearts of the soldiers.
Kill and kill!
Just kill the British ghosts crying and running away.
Kill and kill!
Just kill the corpse all over the country.
Kill and kill!
Just kill the sun and the moonless stars!
This war stopped until the sunset, and Logan led the remaining British army.
He found a secluded place, gathered the residual soldiers, counted the number of people, and immediately came from the sorrow.
Including the logistics troops, artillery forces, more than 7,000 people, there are only 2,000 people left, and military capital is lost.
The Yingjun army is full of face, and there is no tears in the same way.
"Colonel, Colonel!" When Rogan burst into tears, there was another shouting not far away. The British Army seemed to be in a hurry, and he looked up anxiously and looked at it uneasily.
"It's us!" I saw more than a hundred soldiers who were previously washed away by the flood. They appeared not far away. They did not understand the situation for a while. After seeing Rogan and others, they thought these people came to search for
Those who waited for themselves were all surprises.
However, these people immediately found that the situation was wrong. The atmosphere here was low, the military was unreasonable, and the soldiers were sad on their faces. What happened?
"We lost, after the big water, the Chinese took the opportunity to launch an attack!"
"They have a large ambush, and there are no less than 10,000 troops siege."
"We came here and came here."
"Lost, it will be defeated so soon!" The soldiers who werehed away were first blank. When they saw the colleagues who were lowering their heads, they couldn't speak.
A Lieutenant Lieutenant who was lucky to escape the flood came to Rogan and saw the colonel's hair messy, lost the consistent gentleness, and his lips moved. In the end, he didn't know what to say.
Or Rogan first came out of sadness. He had to return to Vancouver with other soldiers.
"Lieutenant, your clothes!" Rogan Muda's lost eyes turned, restored some anger.
These British soldiers who fled the water had already replaced their wet military uniforms, and now they are wearing dry and rough clothes.
"Chief, there is a Indian tribe not far from the front. These clothes are sent by the indigenous people. Lieutenant Colonel Rogers is also there. He asked us to look for the soldiers nearby and save it."
"How many people did you find?" Rogan asked slightly with surprise.
"There are more than 500 people, the chief, are we in the past? The soldiers are tired. It takes time to rest, eat something, and drink something!" The Lieutenant British army persuaded.
Rogan stood up gently, cheered up his spirit, and nodded: "We go there to rest, the Chinese army is far away from us, even if it is running away, there is time."