As the sharp leader of Xixi River, Han Qingyu has never cared about his soldiers in these years, at least he has never said such words.
Probably those bastards didn't need him to say anything.
At this moment, his figure walking away with difficulty, and the horizontal groove falling on the ice, silently said everything.
Major Qing finally prevented everyone from Xixi Fengrui except Wu Shi, Shen Yixiu and He Tangtang from participating in the battle without any cover-up or explanation.
What he did and said was seen or heard by the blue soldiers in front.
Ten thousand people continued to move forward, and no one among them expressed doubts or dissatisfaction. Many people even felt a lot more relaxed because of this.
They all knew what Xixi Fengrui had done and experienced before... Therefore, they once thought that they had made the worst assumption and could imagine the current situation of this army based on experience.
But just now, when they finally met, they passed by those 3,000 living people, saw those standing figures, those seriously injured people being carried on their backs, and even the corpses...
As elite warriors, their intuition allowed them to quickly sense that the troops in front of them, despite their apparent ease and toughness, had actually already reached the point where they could almost break at the touch of a touch.
These bandits are just continuing to show off their strength.
Through their previous performance, they have proven that they may be the most powerful and iron-blooded legion in human history.
However, the current sharpness of the stream can no longer withstand any battle...
Not unwilling,
Really can't.
Nominally, they still have 3,000 people alive, but in reality, perhaps less than half of them can complete a combat charge.
As for the wounded, especially the seriously injured, including super-power Theodore and three sub-regiment leaders, many top-level combatants... If they do not receive timely and effective treatment within the next 12 hours , they will die without any fighting taking place.
Within 12 hours, at least 300 to 400 people will die on their own. If the time lasted for 24 hours, this number would be closer to or even more than a thousand.
Under the current battlefield situation, it seems that they no longer have any hope, whether it is viewed by others or themselves.
However, Major Qing didn't accept this theory, he didn't believe it.
He said he would come back and take them home.
"What should I do?" A gust of wind and snow blew past, and the team in front finally lost sight of them. In front of the ice ditch, someone unknown asked confusedly.
Who should answer? The storm leader looked around, then turned to look at Theodore. After exchanging glances, he turned back and suddenly laughed and said:
"Stay here and wait for Qingzi, what should I do?"
Yes, the soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then they all realized that the thing turned out to be so simple - because that person was Han Qingyu, and since he said that, they would just stay here, take a good rest, and wait for him.
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"How's it going?" Wen Jifei was lying on his stomach and turned to ask Captain Mira who was lying in another ice ditch.
"It's close to the extreme distance, but the angle is very good. That's no problem for me." Mira raised her head and made a ready gesture, then lowered her head again and buried her face behind the sniper scope.
"Then here, if the situation goes wrong, remember, you have to turn around and run." After Wen Jifei finished holding the gun, he first looked for Qingzi's back, then raised the muzzle and looked at the large sharp group in front of the towing field, and then The blue mask area and the huge traction field hidden in the dazzling light.
They followed. To be precise, Wen Jifei followed with Mira and four soldiers.
No one else in Dangxi Sharp dared to disobey Han Qingyu's order and cross the ice ditch. The little prince, the cunning bastard who kept saying he wanted to stew Han Qingyu, didn't dare, and Miss Mira, the former captain, didn't dare... Wen Jifei dare.
If there are three people in Xixi Fengrui who dare and can disobey Han Qingyu under certain circumstances, these three people are Wu Shi, Ximei, and Wen Jifei.
If there is only one, it is Wen Jifei.
Except for giving him a little face when necessary, he was not afraid of him at all.
"Damn it, what can you do to me?!" He found Qingzi's back again through the sniper scope and locked it. Wen Jifei smiled and muttered to himself, "Don't forget, you said it yourself on the truck going to the testing site that year. Yes, you will always protect me. Hahahahahaha... Oh, I didn’t say this to disgust Qingzi, I just couldn’t stand it if I told myself."
Qingzi was ready to take action.
Due to the shrinkage of the Dajian group, the starting point of this attack was much closer to the traction field than before. The weapons left by the soldiers just now, the fragments of the chopped Dajian armor, and the dead Dajian's pillar sword all fell on Behind the battle formation.
In the sight of Wen Jifei and Mira, they were moving.
First it moved slightly, then suddenly and suddenly, gliding forward for a short distance... and finally it became a state of momentum, shaking violently and hitting the ice with a clang.
Wanren comes to court again? !
No, this version is completely incomparable with the previous version. Whether it is the number of dead iron weapons, source range and distance, or the battlefield movements they cause, they are all several levels behind.
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Blood overflowed from the corner of Han Qingyu's mouth. All the high-end combat forces on both sides who were preparing to attack the enemy saw it... but they could only watch in silence.
In the collective silence, a middle-aged man quietly walked out of the crowd, walked to the forefront of the attacking formation, and stood still.
This position is only behind Han Qingyu and Pegmont in the entire attack array, and even in front of Hua Shuai and He Tangtang.
"This guy..." He Tangtang was dissatisfied when he saw it.
Hua Shuai shook his head at him to stop him from continuing.
This middle-aged man in his fifties is called Siglo. Here, he only has top-level combat power. But at the same time, he is the top three generals directly under the Azure Headquarters, the core figure in the first command system of the Zenith War, the Supreme Commander of the Azure Lost Continent Expedition, and the Antarctic Front.
In fact, Siglo had already caught up with the reinforcements, but he just caught up and joined. He followed the soldiers silently all the way behind.
Including when Weilan and Xixi sharply intersected, and when he was talking to Wen Jifei, Han Qingyu and others, he did not stand up and say a word, nor did he participate in any decision-making or command.
"Let me go to the towing field with you, let me be an ordinary soldier." This was the only thing Admiral Siglo said to the reinforcement generals, including Hua Shuai, when he joined the reinforcements.
Everyone understood why Siglo did what he did, why he came, and what he wanted to do.
Many people want to dissuade him, such as asking Siglo to go back in the name of humanity still needing him in the future.
But in the end, no one spoke up. Because this attack is General Siglo's final self-salvation as the supreme commander of Antarctica and a blue warrior, whether in life or death.
"Poof!" Han Qingyu spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Boom!" Source energy surged.
"Swish, swish, swish..." Nearly a thousand dead iron weapons flew from behind and from both sides, flew into the air, and fell after crossing the blue battle array. They were like an arrow array just launched, whizzing straight forward.
"Ode!" "Ode!" Pegmont rushed out following the dead iron arrow formation, and then Han Qingyu rushed out.
The distance between humans and the large swarm at the traction field has once again shrunk to less than one kilometer, less than 500 meters...
"boom!"
Finally, the Dead Iron Arrow Formation crashed head-on into the large sharp group.
It opened a hole.
A path was broken.
As the arrow formation rushed forward after entering the group of big spikes, rows of arrows arced upward from low altitude, piercing the armor with big spikes, and then taking them into the air.
Big spikes are flying all over the sky, rising and falling...
A strange and spectacular scene.
"Take it!" Pegmont's figure, with the brightness of the blade and a touch of flying pink, followed the dead iron arrow formation and rushed into the large group of sharp points, rushing straight towards the traction field.
This is his place.
As for Han Qingyu, he was just the one who set him up.
