It was already the twentieth of January when Tufu Zhang led the army of the Su Empire to the junction of Zhongzhou and Pingzhou, the assembly point of the Nine Continents Alliance army.
As soon as they arrived, they were warmly received by the Alliance army. They were welcomed into the camp almost with gongs and drums, and they were arranged in an open space that had been prepared for them to camp.
Seeing the location of this camp, Butcher Zhang couldn't help but look a little gloomy, because this was the location of the Pioneer Camp.
In other words, when the war begins, they need to be at the forefront to withstand the fiercest attacks from the monster army and bear the heaviest casualties on their side.
This was obviously a deliberate move by the Jiuzhou Alliance to target them.
It is said that no one in the world is more elite and brave than them. Under normal circumstances, it is not their turn to take the lead in the charge. With a weak combat force like theirs, they can only provide support on the flanks.
But they knew it was a conspiracy, but they had nothing to say. They could only eat Coptis chinensis and swallow the bitterness in their stomachs, because if they tried to argue with the other party, the other party would only need to say four words to make them irrefutable: obey military orders. .
Fortunately, Tufu Zhang had already expected this before he came, so although he was angry, he did not get angry and find someone to argue with him.
"This battle must bring out the blood and style of the Dasu people!"
Before leaving, Su De said this.
He wanted to use this battle to make Dasu famous, thereby attracting more talents to play for Dasu.
"Hey, I wonder how many Dasu men will never come back from this battle?"
Butcher Zhang looked at the busy figures of the soldiers setting up camp and felt sad in his heart.
Every time he went on an expedition, and every time a big battle was about to happen, he would always feel sad and guilty, because all the soldiers who followed him on the expedition put their lives in his hands, but he was unable to protect the lives of each of them.
In war, people are bound to die.
All he could do was try his best to reduce casualties.
But sometimes he knew that if he took a step forward, he would die, but if he took a step back, he would survive, but he had to harden his heart and let the soldiers rush, because if he takes a step back, he may lose his dignity, honor, homeland, and more. Many lives…
Therefore, there is no way to retreat.
He remembered once asking a soldier who was disabled because he stood his ground and asked him if he had any regrets.
The soldier only replied: "Who makes me a soldier?"
The words contained helplessness, sadness and grievance, but also the pride and pride of being a soldier.
Zhang Tufu felt that he should regret it, because he is a human being, and it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Who wants to be disabled when he is good, but at that moment on the battlefield, as a soldier, he must have no regrets No regrets.
The Chinese military tent.
Looking from a distance, it looks luxurious and majestic, like a bunker.
It is said that the ancestors of all the families in the world have already arrived. They sit in the big tent every day to listen to information from all sides and issue dispatch orders at the same time.
People from the Shen family in Zhongzhou also came, led by Shen Xiongfeng.
The people sitting in this tent, except for the two elected leaders of the casual cultivators, are all enemies of the Shen family. Not long ago, they were looting the Shen family's territory in Zhongzhou and fighting with the Shen family.
Shen Xiongfeng and the Shen family were naturally reluctant to come, but they had to come.
This is a race war between the human race and the demon race. The entire Nine Continents have temporarily put aside their conflicts and are fighting against the same enemy to destroy the demon race. If the Shen family does not participate, then they will inevitably be arranged by various families in the world to oppose the human race, giving them They charged him with all kinds of crimes.
At that time, it is said that various families in the world will become more unscrupulous in their occupation of Central Continent, and will even surround and suppress the Shen family under the banner of justice to eliminate the scum of the human race.
The Shen family will inevitably be engulfed by a storm of public opinion and end up in a situation where everyone in Jiuzhou Continent is shouting for beatings.
This is the same embarrassing and helpless situation as the Su Empire.
So they have to come, even if only one person comes, they have to come.
But Shen Xiongfeng didn't come alone. He brought nine people. Counting him, there were ten people in total.
Facing the cynicism from all the families in the world, Shen Xiongfeng only said: "Thanks to you all, the Shen family has been beaten to death and maimed by you, so they can't come. It's already good that ten people can come."
It is said that all the companies in the world know that they are in the wrong, and they can't say anything except a few sarcastic remarks.
It's just that Zhongzhou's boss, who was once the boss of Zhongzhou, is now assigned to the last position near the entrance of the big tent. He is not even as good as a casual cultivator, and has been reduced to the same level as the Su Empire.
Facing this naked insult, Shen Xiongfeng's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, but in the end he walked over and sat down without saying a word.
He comforted himself silently in his heart, saying that although there were people sitting in high positions, they were ten thousand times worse off than the Shen family. It was hard to say whether the Shanmen could be revitalized after this battle.
The person sitting in a high position refers to the ancestor of Pingzhou Benyue Sect and Fang family.
The two families were first attacked by an army of demonic beasts. The disciples in the sect were almost slaughtered by the demonic beasts.
After hearing the news, the men and horses of the two families in the library rushed back to support, and were severely ambushed by the army of monsters. Almost all the ancestors and saint ancestors of the sect were killed, and there were countless casualties in the holy realm.
So after a secret battle, Shen Xiongfeng received great comfort and felt much better.
"For the record, ancestors, the troops from the Qingzhou Dasu Empire are here."
There are reports from generals outside the account.
All the ancestors who were closing their eyes to rest in the tent opened their eyes. They had been waiting for the people of the Dasu Empire for a long time.
"How many troops are coming?"
Wu Fang, the ancestor of Wentian Sect, asked.
He is most concerned about it, because he wants to use this war to eliminate Dasu's vitality, and then take advantage of Dasu's weakness to wait for an opportunity to eliminate him.
As the saying goes: Don't let others snore next to your bed.
The Dasu Empire was a threat in front of Wentianzong's bed, like a lump in his throat, unable to sleep peacefully until he was removed.
"Only half of the troops ordered were here." The general outside the tent reported.
Patriarch Wu Fang's eyes turned cold and he scolded: "How dare you disobey orders. Disobeying military orders will be punished. Go and call their leader."
"promise!"
Soon, Butcher Zhang followed the order and came to the Chinese army's tent alone.
"Zhang Qingsong has met all fellow Taoists."
Butcher Zhang entered the military tent, took a look at the situation in the tent, and then bowed his hands to the ancestors present.
He did not call himself a junior, but called him a "fellow Taoist", in order to tell everyone present that their status in this big tent was average and they should not boss him around.
Patriarch Wu Fang and others couldn't help frowning and showing anger when they heard this, because in front of them, Butcher Zhang didn't even have their grandchildren, so it was really disrespectful to call them "fellow Taoist".
"You are so brave, how dare you be so arrogant in front of us?" Gu Junba, the ancestor of the Gu family, shouted at Butcher Zhang angrily.
Zhang Tufu smiled faintly and said calmly: "You and I are the leading generals of our respective forces, and we have the same status. How can we be arrogant? Is it possible that in this military tent, regardless of the position of the general, it is determined by age or age? Identity in the world? Isn't that nondescript and a joke?"
"Ah, what a sharp-tongued person." Gu Junba sneered and said, "We are all ancestors who are over a thousand years old -"
Zhang Tufu waved his hand to interrupt him and said: "I just remember that when the Forty-Two Saints crusaded against the Dasu Empire, you all had a share. You have not apologized to the Dasu Empire yet. To put it bluntly, you are equal to the Dasu Empire. To the people, they are just a group of thieves. If it were me, I would definitely have no shame in showing off my status as an elder in front of the people of Dasu."
His eyes were full of sneer as he glanced at the ancestors in the seats.
