Chapter 1582: Fight to the Death, the Traitor Achieves Extraordinary Success!

Regarding the topic of whether to attack Mingsha Valley, the conclusion was quickly reached after the four Demon Soul Tribe traitors finished their speeches.

Everyone reached a consensus that this battle must not only be fought, but also fought beautifully.

Nowadays, most of the main forces of the aliens are concentrated in the Baiduan Mountains. Even if Mingsha Valley deploys the remnants of the First Corps and tens of millions of ordinary aliens, it is still a weakly defended place.

As for whether it was a flaw or trap deliberately arranged by the alien race.

No one here paid much attention to this matter. It involved the mobilization of millions or tens of millions of soldiers, and it was already extremely difficult to complete basic offensive and defensive coordination.

It is simply a fantasy to mobilize so many people to complete the tactical plan and execute the trap layout.

During the discussion, the offensive and defensive arrangements were quickly arranged.

In the first battle of Mingsha Valley, humans will send 500,000 soldiers to test the defensive strength of the aliens, and then decide on subsequent troop arrangements based on the test results.

"This is troublesome. I shouldn't have said that I was ordered to be the vanguard just now, but now this task is actually entrusted to me."

After leaving the command room, Dang Zhixian looked through the information on the terminal worriedly, frowning together.

The first wave of 500,000 people entered Mingsha Valley in three batches.

The first two batches each had 150,000 people, and the last batch had 200,000 people.

I don't know if it was because of the big words he just said, but Su Deben actually left the first batch of vanguard positions to him to command.

"If I go up there and suffer a huge defeat, wouldn't I have to die directly to apologize?"

The other three were silent. What Dang Zhixian was worried about was indeed a problem.

The four of them had finally climbed from the bottom step by step to now, and blended into the upper echelons of mankind. How could they be willing to let their previous efforts be ruined because of such a mistake?

Fortunately, only Dang Zhixian has been assigned the task now. Even if he really apologizes with death, the remaining three can continue to lurk and collect information.

"Why don't you contact Mr. Cursed Tiger and see if he can help you think of a solution?"

Hero Albert suggested.

The four of them communicated silently through the Demon Soul Clan's unique spiritual connection. They were not afraid of being exposed to the dense surveillance on the front line, nor were they afraid that the terminals they carried would record information that would expose their identities.

"Now it seems that this is the only way. If I take 50,000 people into this kind of terrain, I'm afraid none of them will be able to get out."

Dang Zhixian replied dully, and the four of them naturally separated at the exit.

The news quickly spread through the Demon Soul Clan spies hiding in Dongji City.

Around evening, we arrived at the foreign central camp.

"Mr. Song, our nails have sent back urgent news. Humanity has decided to attack Mingsha Valley. However, it will not be a full-scale attack, but will be carried out in batches. Only 500,000 people will be sent in the first wave, and there will be three batch."

Curse Tiger took the information and hurried in.

"In addition, because our nails were forced to stand up in order to promote this battle, they are now appointed by humans as the first pioneers to attack Mingsha Valley. Do you think there is any way to help him?"

"What?"

Mr. Song frowned, "Help him. How does Mr. Curse Tiger want me to help him?"

"How about giving him some merit. Since he is a pioneer, why don't we arrange for a group of people to die on their own initiative, so that we can keep his position?"

"This is not okay."

Mr. Song was shocked when he heard this. He stood up and shook his head repeatedly, "Lord Cursed Tiger, although I don't know what the situation of Naili is on the human side, but if he is given achievements, the humans will never let him leave the main battlefield and transfer him to another place. Somewhere else!”

"Think about it, if he had always been the vanguard of mankind, wouldn't we have been giving him heads all the time?"

"That's true, I think it's a bit lacking."

Curse Tiger's face darkened, and he secretly complained in his heart.

I still thought too simply, not as comprehensively as Mr. Song thought.

"So, do we have to give up this nail?"

"Well..."

Mr. Song thought about it and put it plainly, "We must give up. We cannot let a nail affect the next overall plan. Of course, if this nail is the only one we have in humankind, then we must give up." Think of a way."

"It's not the only one. He's dead, and there are others. And you don't have to worry about Nailizhi's identity being exposed. Only one person received the mission this time, and the others are fine. And he received the mission because he took the initiative to stand up and ask for a fight. reason."

"That's good, let's just give him up."

After Mr. Song finished speaking, he observed Curse Tiger's gloomy and uncertain expression and said, "But if Lord Curse Tiger is not willing to have the nail pulled out, we can still operate and make humans pay more in Mingsha Valley." "

"Do you have a way?" Curse Tiger said, "If it's difficult, don't do it. I have already reported the entire plan to the ancestor god, but you can't let a nail affect the next big plan."

"It's not difficult, the plan is very simple..."

Mr. Song chuckled.

"We can give him a few victorious battles. One is to make mankind completely determined to conquer Mingsha Valley. The other is to wait until his status is promoted with successive victories and the number of soldiers under his command increases, and then we order him to bring people into us. Just let him die in an ambush."

"With too many human casualties, it is absolutely impossible to abandon Mingsha Valley. Our goal will be achieved."

"That's good. When we take those humans to die, it will be a good opportunity for our nail to get out. He has already lurked once, so it won't be difficult for him to do it again."

Zhu Hu thought for a while and agreed to the simple plan that Mr. Song casually said.

Anyway, the nail is going to die, so why not leave an unforgettable lesson for humans?

If 500,000 people died in one battle, Su Mo would be furious, right?

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Once the huge war machine is running, the efficiency will only get faster and faster.

"Are you going to attack Mingsha Valley?"

Connie brought the latest news, and Su Mo was inevitably a little surprised.

Expanding the map, the terrain of Mingsha Valley is obviously easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is very restrained for heavy vehicles to enter, so the front line can only be advanced slowly.

Optimistically speaking, it will take at least three to four months to take this sand valley without causing too many casualties.

Of course, it must be based on the premise that the alien race does not continue to increase its troops for defense, or dispatch other legions to assist in defense.

"The news I got was a little delayed. The war may have already started in Mingsha Valley."

"Let them fight. Only by fighting can we test the other party's mind." Su Mo said with a smile, "I have made a fuss in the Baiduan Mountains these days. Have the aliens reacted?"

"No, the number of aliens you kill every day is far less than the number of people killed in the fight for land among these tribes."

Connie's honesty made Su Mo's smile freeze.

Huh?

A week later, the fire suppression team, which has expanded to 129 people, has successively wiped out four small-scale alien tribes, with a total of at least 70,000 aliens.

Adding some scattered killings on weekdays, there are at least 30,000 to 40,000.

This adds up to more than 100,000 aliens killed, but it turns out that there are still fewer people killed in the fights between the alien tribes?

"It's really interesting. It seems that the five royal families had a master's advice on this arrangement."

"They were afraid that there were too few aliens in the Baiduan Mountains for me to kill, so they arranged hundreds of millions of aliens to surround the Baiduan Mountains. On the surface, they wanted to surround and kill me, but secretly they let me kill them. Even if I can lead people to kill 100,000 aliens in a day, at most 10 million in three months, which will not have much impact on the aliens."

"But if I maintain this efficiency every day, my position will be exposed sooner or later."

"Great, the person who can design this conspiracy is definitely a figure."

Su Mo laughed and felt emotional.

Having been valued to this extent by the enemy, what else can I say?

In the eyes of the five royal families, there are too many cattle and horses at the bottom of the aliens. Let alone the death of 10 million, I am afraid that the death of 100 million is not a problem.

After understanding the arrangement of the aliens, Su Mo's eyes flashed with a strong murderous aura.

Now if one more alien is killed, the pressure brought by the numerical disadvantage between humans and aliens can be reduced by one point.

The five great royal families don't care about the death of 100,000 people. Su Mo wants to see if these five great royal families can still remain calm if 1 million, 10 million, or 100 million people die!

"Well, since you let me kill, I won't be polite!"

With just the number of mercenaries, they can kill 1 million aliens after all the bullets are used.

But it doesn't matter. With the deep foundation accumulated by Tianyuan Territory, when the seventh floor of the shelter is used, there is no need to worry about huge energy.

Moreover, there is no need to deploy too many people at the moment. About 10,000 people are enough.

Every 100 people form an assault team. With 100 teams, even if each team can only kill 10,000 or 20,000 aliens a day, after ten days, it is a terrifying number of over 10 million enemies, enough to scare the aliens.

Su Mo wants to see how long the five great royal families can endure before making a move.

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September 16th, the fourth year of the Doomsday Wasteland Calendar.

The desolate and remote eastern hinterland.

The horn of the Mingsha Valley War was blown, and the curtain was opened.

Looking down from the sky, the vast land was covered with dust, and tens of thousands of chariots of various sizes rolled forward like a steel torrent, rushing towards the entrance of Mingsha Valley.

Each chariot was loaded with fully armed soldiers and various supplies, from piles of ammunition to food and water for survival.

In addition, various large facilities were also firmly fixed on special transport vehicles, which will play a vital role in this war.

There is no doubt that this Mingsha Valley War must be an extremely difficult battle.

The 95-kilometer valley road is destined to face the crazy attacks of foreign races at all times from the moment it enters the valley road.

Standing at the entrance of the valley, Dang Zhixian squinted his eyes, raised the telescope in his hand, and looked at the two sides of the entrance sand dunes with full concentration.

The howling wind kept pulling the corners of the clothes, making a rustling sound.

But his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, not missing any tiny corner.

Finally, when a faint oblique pattern appeared on a sand dune within the observation range of the telescope.

Dang Zhixian slowly put down the telescope, a barely perceptible sinister flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart that fortunately, Lord Zhuhu did not give up on him.

Under the oblique pattern, there was a foreign stronghold with a population of up to 100,000, and all of this was a "promotion path" carefully set up for him.

After squinting for a while, Dang Zhixian turned around and walked towards the camp with steady steps.

The wind was still howling around him, making his cloak rustle, but he was unaware of it, his mind was full of the upcoming "war exploits".

When he arrived at the tent of Bai Jian, the commander of this war, Dang Zhixian cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "Report!"

"Come in." Bai Jian's steady voice came from the tent.

Dang Zhixian lifted the tent curtain and strode into the tent. He first saluted respectfully, and then said confidently: "Commander Bai, I just went to investigate and found that the aliens seemed not to be fully prepared. In my opinion, we don't need to wait until the army is fully assembled. Now is a good time to attack."

"Why not wait until lunch is over? I would like to lead my 50,000 troops to charge first and give those aliens a surprise attack!"

"Oh?"

Bai Jian frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he raised his head and looked at Dang Zhixian, "Do you have confidence?"

"Yes, if I can't kill the enemy and make merit, I am willing to bring my head to see you!"

"Okay, I will grant your request, but you must act carefully. If there is any change, withdraw immediately!"

"Yes! Thank you for your trust, Commander Bai!" Dang Zhixian was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface he still looked respectful.

Soon, the sun passed over his head. After lunch, Dang Zhixian immediately counted his men and assembled secretly.

"Brothers, as pioneers, our responsibility is sacred."

"Today, we will teach the aliens a hard lesson. Follow me and kill them by surprise, leaving no one alive!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The soldiers shouted in unison, and the sound resounded through the sky.

With an order, 50,000 troops, under the command of Dang Zhixian, rushed straight towards the alien stronghold like a tide.

"Get ready, bomb it!"

When they approached the stronghold, shells suddenly poured down like raindrops towards the alien stronghold.

Inside the stronghold, the low-level aliens who had been arranged long ago were in chaos. Their task was to defend the stronghold and not to take the initiative to attack when they heard any movement outside. They would fight to the death when they met the enemy.

At the moment, they were suddenly attacked by humans. When the fortifications were blown up, they had lost all their defensive advantages.

A fierce fight began. In just half an hour, the battle showed an overwhelming advantage and ended with the victory of humans.

According to statistics, a total of 80,000 enemies were killed in this battle, but the losses on our side were minimal, with only 16 people slightly injured, 3 seriously injured, and no one died.

"Well, well done, Dang Zhixian, this time you have made great achievements and opened a good start for my army to capture Mingsha Valley!"

The rear military supplies have not yet arrived, and humans have already advanced the front line by one kilometer.

That night, Bai Jian held a celebration meeting in the camp and praised Dang Zhixian in public. In addition to generous material rewards, he also proposed to increase 30,000 soldiers to him.

Dang Zhixian accepted all this with a smile, but he sneered in his heart.

Laugh, laugh as much as you can now.

When the time is right, there will definitely be a time for you to wail in pain.

With the expanded 80,000 vanguard troops, Dang Zhixian repeatedly made extraordinary achievements in the next two days as if he had divine help.

The troops he led were always able to gallop on the battlefield, and they could accurately find the aliens' stationing points every time and give them a sudden and fatal blow.

Even if the aliens fought desperately, they still paid a full price of 600,000.

In contrast, the human side suffered less than a thousand casualties.

Dang Zhixian's name quickly spread in the army and became a hero in the minds of many soldiers.

The troops he led also expanded from the initial 50,000 to 80,000, 100,000, and 130,000, until he completely controlled the first and second batches of 300,000 people of the advance legion.

"It's only been a few days, and there are already 300,000?"

In the alien camp, Zhuhu sat on a high throne, looking through the intelligence, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

At this pace, it will only take a few days for Dang Zhixian to completely control the advance legion.

The thought of using only one million low-level aliens to exchange for the death of 500,000 elite human soldiers.

Zhuhu couldn't help but laugh with joy, and Su Mo's furious expression kept flashing in his mind.

Cool!

This is so cool!

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