The Japanese arrived in Qingcheng.
The situation is gradually becoming clearer.
Seeing this situation, the small warlords immediately withdrew to the periphery.
Pay attention to the situation and run away as soon as there is a major change.
This is not the time to talk nonsense.
If you are not careful, you will really die...
Not many people want to experience this heartbreaking feeling.
The configuration of 400,000 Japs and 500,000 Locust Alliance troops.
In the current Xia Kingdom, there are indeed few troops that can hold on.
Within Qingcheng.
Dead Ghost Army Headquarters.
"Mr. He...Military Commander..."
"The Japs are attacking us this time. The situation is not very stable. Please... make a decision as soon as possible."
"It's too late... something might be going on."
"Military Lord."
"Although we have millions of elites, these millions of elites have just stabilized."
"But there are still many people who are in Cao's camp and their hearts are in Han."
"And this time, in order to suppress the unrest, many division commanders and brigade commanders were killed, as well as a group of grassroots officers..."
"The combat effectiveness of our forces is at a time of total decline."
"At this time, we are facing hundreds of thousands of Japs..."
"I don't think there's any chance of winning."
"Not only do I feel that there is no chance of winning... I even... there is a major crisis."
"Our Dead Ghost Army has just been established..."
"If an accident occurs at this time, the entire million-strong army of dead ghosts may fall apart..."
"Military Lord."
"Now...we should choose a strategic retreat..."
Zeng Songlin, the former commander of the 3rd Corps and the 10th Corps and the current deputy commander of the Dead Ghost Army, let out a long sigh of relief, and then said with a solemn expression.
At the moment of life and death, there is no need to talk so much.
It's meaningless and worthless.
What you should say and do at the moment is the most important thing.
If you are not careful, you will be... returning home...
Ultimately...a dead end.
I felt an inexplicable panic in my heart, even... despair...
Because there is basically no hope of resistance...
"Our army of one million people can go."
"But what to do with all this gold and silver?"
"Too much."
"It's not that easy to transport it away."
"That group of devils came here just for this batch of gold and silver."
"The Japanese have always refused to let go of the rabbit before they see it."
"At this time, these devils don't see any substantial benefits, how can they evacuate easily?"
"When the time comes, these devils will be like mad dogs, chasing us to bite us..."
"How will we deal with ourselves then?"
"If we encounter the Japanese in the wild, we don't have that many defenses, and it will be even harder to repel the Japanese."
"In Qingcheng... In Qingcheng... we can at least have a geographical advantage."
"Soldiers don't need to travel hard... This way, our chances of holding on may be greater..."
"Now...these are our advantages."
"As for the rest..."
"Does it have anything to do with us now?"
He Chao, the leader of the Dead Ghost Army, licked his lips.
He is not a fool.
How could he not know what was happening now?
It's just that now I am really in a cocoon.
"Military Lord, ordinary people know that money is something external to the body."
"Why haven't you understood this truth yet?"
"Money...what is money?"
"Is this money really that attractive to you?" =
"Military Lord..."
"It's better to let the soldiers take some gold bars and take them away, and we'll leave as soon as possible."
"Then put the remaining gold and silver here..."
"When the Japanese see the mountains of gold and silver, they will naturally stop pursuing us."
"Military Lord, keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood..."
"Military Commander, you want to get it right in one step. How is this possible? This is completely impossible."
"For such an impossible thing, why would you do it?"
"Military Lord!"
Deputy Commander Zeng Songlin was a little anxious and angry.
Now he seemed to be anxious, his eyes widened.
"How many gold bars should each soldier grab?"
"Songlin, Songlin, how should I say hello to you..."
"Believe it or not, once these soldiers get these gold bars, our army of one million people will have to run away with half a million the next day!"
"You underestimate the allure of gold bars."
"Even if we load these gold bars into cars now, during the hurried evacuation, there may not be drivers who will just drive away in gold cars..."
"It will only become more and more chaotic... more and more chaotic."
“In the end, I didn’t even know how to follow and experience it.”
"Crazy scenes..."
"Why……"
Sounds of emotion followed.
He immediately shook his head and sighed.
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, is also in a state of distress at the moment.
The change of situation completely exceeded the limit.
chaos……
chaos……
chaos!
"The military leader means that we can only wait here to die?"
"Military Lord...is this the plan?"
"If this is the case, it would be better to lead the troops to rescue the mountain city."
"At least we can save a whole city of people."
"What do we do now?"
"Eating and waiting to die?"
"Is this how wars are fought?"
"I was pretty good at fighting in the first place, but now I can't fight because there are so many mountains of gold and silver?"
"Mountains of gold and silver...what's the point of these things if you don't take them with you in life or death?"
“Isn’t it all a cup of loess in the end?”
"A joke! It's all a joke!"
A cold shout followed, his brows were furrowed, his teeth were gritted, and his mood was extremely bad.
The more I think about it, the more my mood explodes...
Emotions...completely unstable...
The urge to vomit blood gradually intensifies.
At this moment, there is even a feeling of trembling.
Zeng Songlin, the deputy commander of the Dead Ghost Army, really regretted it at the moment.
Since ancient times, there seems to be no good end for those who rebel.
Will this nightmare also come true for him?
"Songlin!"
"What do you mean?"
"Are you questioning me?"
"snort!"
"The Army of Dead Ghosts."
"I built it."
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, stood up suddenly, and when he spoke, his tone seemed very unkind.
At this moment, the picture has been exhausted.
The meaning is very simple.
I am the military leader, you are the deputy military leader, and my will is the main one.
Deputy Commander Zeng Songlin had a sullen face, lowered his head, and was speechless for the first time.
If he spoke again at this time, there would definitely be a violent dispute.
Obviously.
Now he is not willing to make the situation so ugly at this time.
In the mind of Zeng Songlin, the deputy commander of the Dead Ghost Army, he even thought about leaving with his more than 200,000 troops.
It is good to have gold and silver.
But if this thing becomes the catalyst that kills you, then there is no value in keeping it.
Your brain needs to be flexible.
