C111 death squadron (1/2)
Night fell.
The Great Assembly Hall of the White Emperor Pass was brightly lit.
”The recent two battles were very beautiful, the All Saints Gate suffered heavy losses, and they could no longer handle the energy consumption, so they should be launching their final attack.”
”The All Saints Gate does not have much food to feed them, so the morale is low. Even if we launch an all-out attack, we will not have any absolute advantage. We will defend the White Emperor Pass, and they will not be able to attack us.”
Immediately, an elder spoke out.
”The flying seta has been annihilated. We have arranged for the archer to be near the city walls, so it will be very difficult for the All Saints Gate to get close to them.”
The rest of the people also agreed with the suggestion of defending the city at all costs.
”I'm afraid no one knows, that in the previous two battles, the iron arrow s, battle lance s and other military supplies that were brought over from the Emperor Xuan Sect have all been used up.”
A middle-aged general said helplessly.
Although he had won two recent battles, he had also used up all of his military supplies.
Right now, the two sects were in a similar situation. Both of them were at the point where they ran out of food.
”If I fire again, I'm afraid that we will have to engage in a brutal battle of blades.”
Commander Qi muttered to himself.
White Blade Battle?
Hearing this, the expressions of all the elders and Deacons s present changed, and they went silent.
”I have a suggestion.”
Just as everyone quieted down, an old man in a grey robe suddenly spoke up.
”Fan, what kind of good idea do you have?”
Everyone turned to look at this person.
The Fan, the instructor of the archery unit, and almost all of the archer s were personally taught by him.
As a result, he had an extremely high status in the White Emperor Pass, and was going straight for it.
”We can organize a charging squad and let them take the lead. We can first wear down the enemy's patience and perhaps, open a path for them.”
Fan's expression was calm as he spoke indifferently.
”Charge team?”
Everyone looked at each other.
To put it bluntly, a Charge squad was like a death squad, rushing forward to be cannon fodder.
”Isn't it a bit cruel to let our people die for nothing?”
Someone questioned.
”How can this be called cruel in times of war and chaos? Without the sacrifice right now, how can we exchange it for a peaceful life in the future? ”
The Fan asked everyone.
”I agree with Fan's words. Formation of a charging squad, sacrifice of myself, for the benefit of everyone.”
There were also some who supported the Fan.
Seeing that, the rest of the people did not say anything, mainly because they did not have any better idea.
To form a charging squad and let them be cannon fodder, that might be too cruel.
However, this method was quite effective in the white blade battle.
”Fan, how many people do you plan on forming?”
Commander Qi pondered for a while, before agreeing to Fan's suggestion.
”Not many. Two hundred is enough.”
As he spoke, Fan took out a list from his bosom, ”The list has already been prepared.
”Is the list ready?”
Commander Qi was slightly surprised.
Obviously, the Fan had already planned to form a death squadron.
When the name list was opened, everyone gathered around.
On this list, the majority of the disciples who were sent over from Emperor Xuan Sect were none other than the White Emperor Pass s.