Soldiers from the deserted city were running around in the vast inner city, and teams continued to gather from all directions. They were all defeated soldiers who had received orders to retreat.
Most of them had their heads lowered and followed the leader in front of them mechanically, their eyes numb and empty.
They could not accept the results of the battle, and they could not figure out why the front pass was lost in less than half a day, and so many Eight Banners generals were killed one after another.
"Report!!"
At this time, a group of people suddenly came galloping in front. Judging from the costumes, they were the scout troops of Huangcheng. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the large army, dismounted and shouted.
"The enemy has a surprise force that raided the gate of the inner city. The second line of defense has collapsed. Now the outer city is completely lost. The conditions of the three commanders Aang Xiu, Aang Luo, and Aang Mo are unknown, and their lives and deaths are unknown!"
The scout's sad voice was moving and instantly ignited the entire dead silent scene.
"What! How could this happen!"
"what to do!"
"We can't give in anymore! We should go up and kill them! Avenge the commanders!"
"Kill! Kill!"
Countless soldiers suddenly fell into chaos, clamoring to fight the demon to the death. Only some veterans were able to control themselves and not lose their position.
However, the entire military formation has been dispersed, and it is getting worse and worse, and it is about to be unsustainable.
"Calm down!"
Just when it was about to collapse, a voice finally fell from the sky, suppressing all the sounds of rebellion.
"Lord Gan!"
The soldiers looked up and saw that at some point, a scholar in white robes was standing high in the sky with his hands behind his back. Beside him, there were several veterans wearing old armors, following closely.
Xin Ling's neighbor, Uncle Li, is among the followers.
"Retreat! At the front gate, the inner city gate has been lost, and the city defense formation cannot be activated. You rush up, but your arms are just like a chariot, and you can't even hold on for a breath! Retreat to the Altar of Heroes! The final line of defense is being built there. It's dangerous. You can defend, retreat quickly!"
Gan Qing's solemn voice resounded throughout the world and accurately reached everyone's ears. At the same time, it had the mysterious effect of a sedative, trying its best to soothe the emotions of every soldier.
Unfortunately, it's useless.
"Altar of Heroes!?"
"How can we retreat there! Doesn't doing so mean that we have to abandon the entire deserted city!"
"No! Our ancestors have protected it for thousands of years and not a single inch has been lost. How can we lose it all in one day?"
"If you let me be a deserter, I would rather rush forward and fight to the death with the monster!"
"That's right! If you die, you will die, and you will never retreat!"
The objections came thickly one after another. Although they were impassioned and inspiring, in the ears of Uncle Li and other veterans, they frowned and had a bad premonition.
Turning around, he saw that Gan Qing's face was cold and his eyes were more solemn than ever before.
Disobey military orders.
Blindly seeking death.
Which of these two is not a taboo for military strategists?
The army in Huangcheng really has a big problem. Xu Yue's exercise is extremely necessary!
"Retreat!"
boom!
The next moment, Gan Qing couldn't bear it anymore and finally got angry. The originally gentle and elegant scholar suddenly changed his demeanor. The fluctuations at the peak of Tianxuan Realm suppressed all objections, making everyone present feel a chill on their backs and suddenly realized something.
This person is also an invincible peak of Tianxuan Realm, and is the highest level in Huangcheng. He cannot be disobedient!
"I say it again, the enemy is fierce and cannot be fought against! A deserted city is not just a city. Without the people, the city is just a dead city! Now, everyone retreats! Anyone who violates the order will be punished by military law and punished on the spot. !”
Gan Qing's cold and angry voice was deafening, making everyone breathless.
The scene was completely silent, and then some veterans retreated without hesitation. On the way, they kept calling out to the stunned soldiers who were still staying in place.
With their leadership, groups of soldiers finally woke up, silently obeyed the orders, and began to evacuate in an orderly manner.
"call……"
Gan Qing stood high in the sky, watching this scene quietly, finally feeling relieved.
"Lord Gan."
On the side, Li Ting came to Gan Qing's side. He had strong cultivation and was a strong man in the Tianxuan Realm. Before he retired from the army, he was also a senior officer, so he was qualified to go with Gan Qing.
In view of the familiar relationship between Li Ting and Xu Yue, Gan Qing also told each other the plan of this exercise before, so that he could help cover one or two at the critical moment.
"Mr. Li, what advice do you have?" Gan Qing nodded, his words were quite polite, but his eyes were fixed on the tens of thousands of soldiers below, observing their status.
"Don't take advice seriously, but I'm a little worried. Now that reports of defeats are happening frequently like this, will it undermine the soldiers' confidence too much and lose their morale?" Li Ting asked hesitantly.
"Spirit?"
Hearing this, Gan Qing withdrew his gaze from below, looked at the old man beside him, and said slowly: "Mr. Li, you are a veteran. Do you think it is still necessary for an army that has lost its vigor after one defeat to exist? "
"But now even the front pass..."
Li Ting hesitated to speak, but he still felt that this exercise was a bit excessive.
After all, in his life, Qianguan has never been attacked by demons.
"What happened in the eleventh year of Huangcheng?"
However, Gan Qing's next sentence asked an inexplicable question.
"The eleventh year of Huangcheng City..."
Li Ting was stunned for a moment, and the knowledge deep in his mind slowly emerged. It was the history of Huangcheng that he had studied when he was young, and he had already memorized it by heart. At this time, he subconsciously replied: "In the eleventh year of Huangcheng City, there was a riot in Guyuan. The demon wanted to take advantage of the unsteady foothold of my deserted city and launched a massive attack. They sent more than ten masters at the top of the Tianxuan Realm, and even the great demon Xie Gu led a team to fight with my deserted city in the front pass for several months, and blood flowed like rivers..."
"The enemy was fierce and the front gate was lost. Our army was defeated and retreated, but we never gave up. We fought and retreated. Countless people sacrificed their lives to kill the enemy. Many people committed suicide without surrender, but no one knelt down and surrendered to the enemy!"
"When we retreated to the old city gate, which is now the inner city gate, our army only had eight people left. After five days of bloody fighting, we finally repelled the demon army, regained the lost territory, and restored the front gate so that they would not dare to invade for ten years. It has won valuable development time for our deserted city!"
"But these eight people also died one after another due to internal injuries and illnesses within half a year after the war. In order to commemorate them, later generations organized an army in their names, which is now the Eight Banners Army..."
Li Ting's voice was trembling as he spoke at the end. Every time he mentioned these past events in the deserted city, he would feel hot all over his body and his mind would be agitated, as if he had returned to his youth, the era when his blood was burning.
"That's right."
Gan Qing nodded solemnly, with a deep look in his eyes, and said: "In the past, there were only eight people left by our ancestors, and they could defend the entire deserted city with only one wall. But now, we have hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, but we can't even defeat a single battle." Already? Is the gap between us and our ancestors already so big?"
Gan Qing sneered, but he was not mocking Li Ting, but everyone in Huangcheng, including himself.
"If this is a real battlefield today, according to you, how many percent of these soldiers can survive? Demons will not be merciful to the defeated soldiers... So, this is not only an exercise, but also a trial! If the troops There are really those who cannot stand defeat, so we just take this opportunity to eliminate them all. Those who are weak are not worthy of becoming the iron army of my deserted city!"
"Subordinate...understood."
After Gan Qing finished speaking, his tone was decisive and well-founded. Li Ting and other veterans were deeply impressed and no longer had any objections.
"The game is done, now it's up to Xu Yue..."
Finally, Gan Qing looked in the direction of the Hero Altar and whispered slightly.
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