Chapter 178: Counterattack (1/2)
eadx; half a month before the blink of an eye, the ten-battalion team has been retired, and finally stopped at the ten miles south of Shandong. The 10,000 troops and horses led by Forrest and Huaxiong were stationed outside the house. Coming soon is an unavoidable slaughter war.
The front line of the battle at Hulong Pass continued, and General Meng Tao commanded the battle in person, and there was no time to take care of Wangxiao Mountain. Coupled with the decision of the General Command. The demise of the Ten Battalion seemed to be a foregone conclusion. More than two thousand people who met Huaxiong were tantamount to smashing stones with eggs and killing themselves.
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The bright moon quietly hid behind the dark clouds, and the campfire in the woods was burning. It was a mess, shattered trees, and deep pits, which were caused by a hundred senior warriors in half a month.
In the neat queue, the soldier's face was full of thick killing, holding a red bandage in everyone's hand. A pair of firm eyes stared at the foremost general Xia.
”Half a month, do you want to retreat again?” Jiang Xia shouted.
”I don't want to.”
”Almost a year, do you still want to defeat the battle?”
”I don't want to.”
”Five times in a row, do you still want to ridicule people at headquarters?”
”I don't want to.”
”Last chance, do you still want your brothers in the Ten Battalion to fall in front of you one by one?”
”I don't want to.”
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The momentum was soaring, Liu Fang and Akai's necks burst with blue veins, and endless hatred filled their faces. The level of hard work for half a month of training can be compared to years in the military.
”Okay brothers, it's time to counterattack.” Raised Xia's hands, tied the red bandage on his head, and shouted in a deep voice, ”Brothers, for the Ten Battalion, for honor, for yourself, treat you What I have learned in the past half month has been used by the enemy. Our ten-battalion team will always be the most amazing. ”
The sound of a sudden burst of infinite enthusiasm in Xia eyes, ”Tonight, kill a happy man.”
”Kill it!”
The crowd yelled loudly and tied the red bandages to their heads. Murder was pervasive, and a fierce tiger had polished its sharp minions.
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”Huh, the group of tortoises in the Mencius Empire finally stopped.” In the jade tent of the Black Camp, Huaxiong had his feet on the table with a contemptuous smile.
”Hey, this isn't frightened by your prestige.” The man with a thin chin still sneered. ”General, let's kill it tonight and solve them together!”
”Not in a hurry!” Hua Xiong lifted his eyelids and smiled with interest. ”The general wants to kill them all. It only takes a short hour or two to give them one night to enjoy the living time. ”
”The general is really kind and his subordinates really admire.”
”That's it.” Huaxiong's face rose impatiently. ”You go out first! Don't bother me if the waste of the 10th Battalion isn't much noise.”
”Yes.”
The man with a thin chin nodded his head and left the tent. At the same time, he was especially dissatisfied and secretly cursed, ”Well, what's so great, if it wasn't for the Marshal of War Meng, you were defeated by military law last time.”
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At night, it got deeper and deeper, without starlight and moonlight. Pairs of beast-like cold eyes were approaching the military camp of Huaxiong.
”Oh!”
A flash of cold light instantly killed a sentinel soldier. Liu Fang grabbed the opponent's body with one hand, not making him make any noise. The burning crackle of the bonfire not far away faintly saw a dozen scattered sentry soldiers.
The front of the team looked at Xia, and turned to Akai and several senior leaders of the ten battalion to make a gesture. A few people immediately realized that they had an eye-to-eye communication, like an arrow off the string, and attacked the sentinel.
”who is it?”
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”hiss!”
The sound of sharp blades penetrating the skin is particularly sharp, and some even lose their lives without even sounding. Akai covered a sentinel's mouth with one hand, holding a dagger, and quickly drew a knife around his neck. The sentry stared at his legs in horror, and twitched a few times before stopping again.
In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen sentry soldiers were silently stung to the ground. Xia led the crowd forward, like reptiles, carefully approaching the enemy barracks.
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