The scene was extremely tragic, with corpses piled up everywhere and smoke filling the air.
Because of the withdrawal of the Southwest Allied Forces, tired figures walked out of the canyon. Each of them looked so embarrassed.
Some of them were still smoking, some were covered in blood, and the better ones looked like they had crawled out of the ashes, coughing incessantly.
The thick smoke billowing inside made many people breathless. Even if they rushed out, they fell to the ground one by one.
Duan Zhenglong's face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with anger. He looked up at the cliff, where Lin Bai was standing quietly.
Zhuiyue stood guard at the side, as if facing a formidable enemy.
There were many soldiers around, their swords at war with each other.
However, they did not take action without Lin Bai's order, but they were always on guard.
"Lin-Qing-Feng!"
Duan Zhenglong spoke every word, his teeth chattering.
Lin Bai looked at the bottom with indifference and said calmly: "I will give you an hour. After one hour, the Southwest Allied Forces will launch a large-scale attack. By then..."
The words were not finished, but the meaning was clear.
Duan Zhenglong was stunned for a moment, took a deep look at Lin Bai, and then said: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and put out the fire and save people."
"yes!"
The accompanying Dali soldiers quickly put out the fire and rushed into the canyon to save people.
These Dali frontline troops, under the attack of huge rocks and sea of fire and smoke, can definitely be described as horrific, and countless injured were dragged out.
Even those who were not injured felt uncomfortable. Everyone was choked by the thick smoke.
I don't know if he is dead or unconscious, the whole canyon is like a mountain of corpses.
Wang Kun had also rushed out at this time. He looked pretty good, but he was a little embarrassed, his hair was scattered, and his armor was in pieces. But he was not injured, he was just coughing.
Seeing so many dead bodies and the wailing soldiers lying on the ground, his eyes turned red and he looked up to the sky and roared.
Nearly thirty thousand soldiers!
How much is left? His heart was bleeding and he fell to his knees.
"Stand up for me, this is war. They are all your soldiers. You can bring them back as you brought them out."
Duan Zhenglong roared, as if speaking to Wang Kun and himself.
Then he plunged into the canyon.
On the cliff, a soldier said: "Sir, this is an opportunity."
As the saying goes, a war never tires of deceit, and this is indeed an opportunity.
Mrs. Chanel couldn't help but glance at Lin Bai.
But Lin Bai shook his head and said: "Even in a war, there should be a truce."
There are indeed a lot of people who died.
Of course, the great talent is not the Virgin. In this canyon, the rest are injured. Even if they are not injured, they will not be able to fight again in a short time after being choked by the thick smoke.
Not only that, these wounded will also be a drag on Dali's reinforcements, greatly weakening their combat effectiveness because they have to be taken care of.
The most important point is that before the flames and smoke in the canyon dissipate, Yang Shaojie's army will not be able to pass through. And with the three thousand soldiers he brought to fight with the opponent, even if they can win, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses.
so……
It's totally unnecessary. Giving the other person time is also giving yourself time.
A famous soldier came out of the canyon, staggered forward, or was carried out. The sea of fire and smoke had slowly dissipated. The whole canyon was full of corpses, like hell.
When the rescue soldiers saw this scene, their expressions were extremely ugly.
Of the nearly 30,000 troops, less than 10,000 are still alive at this moment, and most of them are injured. Those who are not injured are almost choked by the thick smoke. Those who are truly capable of fighting are no more than 3,000 at most.
Moreover, this so-called combat power will be greatly reduced.
In fact, not to mention them, even the reinforcements that arrived saw this scene, and their morale had dropped to the extreme.
First, the three thousand tiger and wolf troops were almost wiped out.
Now, most of the 30,000 frontline troops have also been slaughtered. If he and others hadn't arrived and had a truce for an hour, I'm afraid...
They all turned pale.
Duan Zhenglong was the same. Looking at the countless corpses and defeated soldiers, his heart was bleeding and his eyes were blood red, containing terrifying murderous intent.
He looked up at Lin Bai on the cliff again and shouted: "Lin Qingfeng, I will remember you!"
"Walk!"
After saying that, he gave an order, turned around and left with his army.
Because they had to leave, with so many defeated soldiers, staying and fighting with each other was a dead end.
The only hope before them now is to use Tianlang Pass to fight against the Li Dynasty army.
The invasion had failed completely and utterly.
What he had to do now was to guard Tianlang Pass, so he left without hesitation.
Yang Shaojie's army had also passed through the canyon at this moment. Looking at the wandering battlefield, endless cheers also sounded.
At this moment, the whole group was ready to move and full of fighting spirit.
Just kidding, two consecutive crushing victories, one by 3,000 tiger and wolf troops, and one by 30,000 Dali frontline troops.
The first game was completed alone, and the second game was blocked by the Southwest Allied Forces.
No matter what, such a victory is undoubtedly exciting.
Such a record was unprecedented for Li Chao when facing Dali.
At this moment, everyone looked at the great talent differently, like a pilgrim.
It's such an exaggeration, because the great talent defeated the King of Zhenbei of Dali, the most powerful being on the southwest battlefield, but now he is so vulnerable in front of the great talent.
"Sir, all the soldiers have been assembled and on standby. Please give the order to go straight to Tianlang Pass."
"Please give me the order to go directly to Tianlang Pass."
The loud voices gathered in one place, deafening.
The entire army was filled with fighting spirit.
This is morale. This army has already developed its own morale. Even if the talented man does not want to capture the city, he cannot bear to suppress this morale. This is extremely important to this army.
Of course, we still have to win the Tianlang Pass. Although with such a record, Sui Gong can be completely ignored, but now that we have started, we must win a level to show Dali.
It's not easy to get along with Lao Zhu.
How many enemy troops were killed, and whether the enemy's confidence was shattered? These things are not as convincing and shocking as winning a city.
so……
Lin Bai glanced at the crowd, like a true commander, pointing the red eagle knife in the direction of Tianlang Pass, "Let's go!"
Boom! !
The footsteps of the army were like war drums and like huge waves, rolling towards the direction of Tianlang Pass with momentum like a rainbow.
Duan Rongrong's face turned pale when she saw this scene. Her father had always been the God of War in her mind, an invincible existence, but after witnessing these two battles, in addition to anger, she felt more shocked.
At this moment, despair arose.
Could my father really be able to stop such a large army with his defeated generals?
For the first time, she had doubts about her father.
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