1444 How Can He Put the Enemy Over

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"I surrender!" A swordsman from the Heavenly Sword Sect raised his hands high, knelt on the ground and said to the elf warrior in front of him.

His tone was calm, as if he was doing something that didn't make him feel humiliated at all. He just knelt there, raised his hands, and looked curiously at the female elf warrior in bright armor in front of him.

This place is not the main battlefield, not near Cambridge, nor near Holy Church City, but on the edge of an unknown small village.

In addition to the two main battlefields, the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect also controlled a large number of areas. The garrisons in these areas are now retreating, some moving faster and some slower.

In short, everyone is retreating, but some people really can't get away. They choose to fight to the death, or simply surrender.

In fact, the huge Heavenly Sword Divine Sect is not just hiding filth, and the countless swordsmen are not all shameless.

Most people are just ordinary immortal cultivators. They aspire to be strong, practice hard, and eventually become a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a monk who fights with swords.

However, when they gradually understood the nature of the Heavenly Sword Sect and gradually felt the cold blood of the strong, they instinctively rejected this feeling.

The reason why they stayed in the sect was only because they had no better choice. Now that "better options" are available, they don't mind throwing their hands up and accepting a certain amount of humiliation.

"On behalf of all the swordsmen over there, I come to surrender." The swordsman said calmly, explaining his reason for coming: "We don't want to continue fighting."

They came here from their own sect along the way, and then they were destroyed by the powerful force of the Alan Hill Empire until now.

At this moment, they really don't want to continue fighting anymore. They just want to live in peace and tranquility. Like many days in the past, they get up early every day to feel the energy of heaven and earth, communicate with their flying swords, and then talk to the sect. The fairies chatted and talked about the mountains...

I took a nap in the afternoon, and when I got up, I took a few classics on self-cultivation and spiritual cultivation, and went to the practice room to read casually.

In short, such a day is the day they yearn for.

"There are more and more people surrendering like this." A female elf warrior pressed the saber at her waist and said to her officer.

The leading elf commander nodded, and said: "Contact the nearby friendly forces and ask them to send someone to take over these captives. Order the cavalry to move on! If you encounter an enemy who surrenders, let them stay where they are along the road." Wait, leave it to the infantry behind!"

After she finished giving the order, she turned over and stepped onto the unicorn. With her legs clamped in the belly of the horse, she pulled the rein for a circle, and then rode forward: "Go ahead! We don't have time to waste on these captives." !"

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Near Cambridge, Lu Wuyue finally manipulated the damaged sword peak unskillfully, and fell on a wide plain.

She only knew the method of manipulating Jianfeng, but she had never operated it herself. A typical female driver who only took the test of subject two can be imagined.

What's more, the difficulty of controlling a mountain flying in the sky is completely different from that of driving a car.

If it weren't for the help of a few captives from the Heavenly Sword Sect who surrendered, the way this mountain fell would have been more spectacular and terrifying.

Under the control of Lu Wuyue and a few captives, this huge mountain swayed, exploded and collapsed, and hit the ground at the same time.

A huge shock wave swept across the surrounding battlefield, but because it didn't fall completely without power, its power was indeed limited to this.

On the sword peak that fell to the ground, the captives of the Heavenly Sword Sect who surrendered, after feeling a magnitude 6 earthquake, got up from the ground and rejoiced for the rest of their lives.

Then, they were organized and began to walk down the scrapped sword peak, and assisted each other to transport their own wounded.

They surrendered, and no longer had to fight a powerful opponent. These swordsmen supported each other, helped to carry the wounded who could not move, and walked down the mountain where they lived before, along the broken and damaged path.

This huge sword peak central formation has been destroyed, and it is now an ordinary mountain peak, unable to continue to fly.

It fell here, and the steep cliff blocked a road, just like a dam blocking a river, like a city wall, extremely steep.

Those swordsmen who can fly can overcome such obstacles, but those low-level swordsmen who can only walk can only look at the cliff at this moment and sigh.

Another road was blocked, and now they can only continue to detour and continue to find their way home.

The battle was far from over, and the sound of gunshots was still very intense, but the fall of a sword peak stopped the attack of the Heavenly Sword Sect for a long time.

The fall of a mountain, no matter from the intuitive feeling or the blow to morale, made those swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword God Sect who were fighting desperately fearful.

Originally, they were not soldiers, and they were not suitable for such a headwind battle. In the chaos, the swordsmen who lost their unified command seemed to have forgotten their own attack.

The ferocity of the cornered beast before, has gradually faded away with the passage of time. Now these people are left with nothing but bewilderment and bewilderment.

The pressure on the Alan Hill Empire troops defending near Cambridge dropped sharply, and many places even lost contact with the swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword God Sect.

Everyone seized the time to rest, replenish ammunition and batteries, and take advantage of this precious ceasefire opportunity to recharge their batteries.

As for the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect, it seemed that they were rectifying their troops, building up their morale, and preparing to attack again.

Both parties are waiting, waiting for a new climax to arrive. The attacking side is hoarding more troops, and the defending side is also raising more ammunition.

When the troops of the Heavenly Sword Sect were about to attack again, they suddenly discovered that another enemy army entered the battlefield in an unstoppable manner to the north of them.

That's Burrison's reinforcements, that's the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Armored Division!

An old lecturer of the Heavenly Sword Sect who dispatched the troops and commanded the battle almost spat out a mouthful of old blood after receiving the news.

It was with great difficulty that he rectified the troops, giving those disciples the courage to fight again. As a result, at this moment, the entire army fell into the disadvantageous situation of being attacked from both sides.

"Isn't the Seventh Elder personally overseeing the battle in Shengjiao City? How could he let the enemy go?" the old lecturer asked in a desperate, aggrieved whisper.