Chapter 1585 The Wind Rises From the Tip of the Green Duckweed, and the Waves Form From the Ripples!

The negative information of the Mingsha Valley Battle was suppressed by Bai Jian.

The commanders in the rear could only learn some superficial battle situations through limited channels for the time being.

For example, the human army once again advanced seven kilometers and successfully fixed the battle line at sixteen kilometers of Mingsha Valley.

The name of Dang Zhixian, the commander-in-chief of the advance corps, became more and more famous in the midst of the victory news. People only knew that he won battle after battle and led the soldiers to defeat the aliens and make them flee in panic.

As for how many people died in this cruel war, the official announcement to the outside world is that they are currently counting them intensively.

Because the overall progress of the war seems to be too smooth, advancing all the way and unstoppable, not many people in the rear pay attention to the casualties.

After all, if there were major casualties, the aliens would have started to counterattack long ago, and it would not be the turn of humans to count these results.

This is undoubtedly a reassurance for Dang Zhixian, and his heart, which was originally slightly raised in the air, is put down.

As expected of the chief commander of the Dragon Flag faction and Su Deben's confidant, if Bai Jian hadn't covered up for him, even if he had won the battle and didn't accept the punishment, he would have been transferred to Mingsha Valley and sent to other fronts.

"Use 600,000 people to help me act?"

After receiving the information from Zhuhu, Dang Zhixian felt more and more at ease.

According to the current situation, there are three to five major victories, and the front line has advanced ten kilometers. Even if the casualties in the previous battles are indeed shocking, Bai Jian will never pull him down from the position of commander-in-chief of the first corps.

As long as he firmly grasps the command of the 500,000 troops of the first corps again, and waits for the first corps to prepare a more thorough ambush plan.

"Next time, there will be no such lunatics."

"I want to see how many times you can escape the hunt!"

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The battle of Mingsha Valley is progressing steadily.

Regarding the rescue of the Baiduan Mountains, the front line has not completely given up.

Most of the new recruits who just finished training were deployed on this battlefield.

Hundreds of battles of varying sizes break out between the scattered alien tribes and the human legions almost every day.

Of course, the winning rate between humans and aliens is about 80:2.

Humans 80, aliens 20.

In most battles, relying on weapons and terrain advantages, humans can crush the aliens with absolute advantage and win big.

A small number of battles were lost because they did not have a clear grasp of the opponent's strength.

The fundamental reason for such a huge gap can be traced back to the hasty arrangements of the five royal families.

Because the distances between their respective locations and the Baiduan Mountains are not uniform, and the number of personnel in each tribe is also uneven, this directly leads to different times for them to arrive at the Baiduan Mountains.

Some tribes that act quickly and are closer entered the Baiduan Mountains early and were not affected too much.

But some aliens who set out late are still on the road. They are unfamiliar with the Baiduan Mountains and are like lambs to be slaughtered. They have directly become the objects of training for new recruits.

Head-on confrontation?

The first corps of the alien race had to give way three points, and only by attacking from the side could they win, not to mention the alien tribes engaged in production in the rear.

Seeking support?

To be honest, if these aliens knew the specific situation in the mountains, they would probably be furious.

Because the five royal families did not clearly define the behavioral boundaries between the alien tribes before the implementation of the plan, once conflicts arose between tribes, they were destined to not be properly resolved.

On the first day, the two tribes might just have a quarrel, and they would just bear it.

But if they met again on the second day, the quarrel would most likely escalate into a fight.

No one mediated these conflicts, and they might be able to bear it for the same goal in the early stage, but as more and more tribes could not bear it, the disputes between the tribes not only did not stop, but intensified.

In order to compete for limited resources, such as ore for making weapons, rivers with abundant water sources, and those territories that had an advantage in the battle, tribes of all sizes did not hesitate to fight, and internal conflicts continued to intensify.

Some stronger tribes, relying on their own powerful military forces, tried to annex those weaker tribes in order to strengthen their own strength and dominate the chaotic situation.

And those weaker tribes had to unite to resist in order to survive.

At the same time, when the aliens were fighting fiercely, the harassment of humans was like adding insult to injury, making the situation of some alien tribes even more difficult.

A few days ago, there were only some scattered mercenary teams active in the Baiduan Mountains.

It was in line with the stereotyped perception of mercenaries within the aliens.

Most mercenaries could only rely on their own flexibility to harass the periphery and carry out small-scale attacks from time to time, which was generally harmless.

However, in recent days, the situation has changed dramatically.

Those originally scattered mercenaries actually gathered together, and the number of people increased, from the initial dozens of people to hundreds of people, two hundred people, and even went straight to the goal of three hundred people.

Although compared with the scale of tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of aliens, these two hundred people seemed insignificant.

But under human firepower weapons, personnel advantages are difficult to reflect.

More and more tribes with a population of more than 10,000 people have been attacked and wiped out. Even tribes with a population of more than 100,000 people often suffer heavy losses when they are attacked.

The division of labor among this group of people is very clear. Some people are responsible for attracting the attention of foreign warriors, while others take the opportunity to sneak into the tribe and destroy important facilities and supplies.

When most people are awakened from their sleep and pick up weapons to resist in a panic, it is too late.

The supplies are burned, so they either have to surrender to other foreign tribes around them or plunder those small tribes.

Under the vicious cycle, the contradictions within the foreign races are intensifying faster and faster.

In addition, many well-trained soldiers have appeared in the Baiduan Mountains.

According to the news from the five royal families, these soldiers are guerrilla troops who fled to the direction of the Baiduan Mountains before, and most of them are new recruits, so they are not to be feared at all.

However, many foreign leaders have deep doubts about the royal family's statement.

They witnessed the fighting strength of these so-called "new recruits" with their own eyes. Only fifty people could form an indestructible offensive position and enter the battlefield as if they were in an unmanned space.

A foreign tribe with a scale of 10,000 people was completely wiped out in a short time under the attack of this group of people.

The tacit cooperation and skillful use of tactics made every attack seem to have been carefully planned and rehearsed, which was not something that ordinary recruits could do.

But what's the use of not believing it?

After only one week, the leaders of various foreign tribes could clearly feel that the situation was deteriorating rapidly, and the death rate of patrol soldiers was increasing rapidly.

And every day, foreign tribes were wiped out. At the beginning, it was only a tribe of 10,000 people, and then 50,000, 100,000, and 200,000 people...

More and more small tribes were wiped out, and occasionally medium-sized tribes were targeted by several teams, and the survival space outside was getting smaller and smaller.

Snowflakes of help messages were sent to the central camp.

It described in detail the severe situation in the Baiduan Mountains and the difficulties faced by various tribes, and begged the five royal families to send reinforcements or change their plans.

However, what they got was only a cold response. The five royal families did not provide any substantial help at all. They still insisted on continuing to encircle and kill Su Mo, stubbornly insisting on the previous rhetoric.

The leaders of the alien races were full of anger and helplessness, but they did not dare to disobey the orders of the royal family. They could only bite the bullet and continue to fight.

Time was so tight that a month passed in the blink of an eye.

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October 24th, the fourth year of the Doomsday Wasteland Calendar.

Mingsha Valley.

The wind swept through with a whistle, raising dust all over the sky.

The smoke on the battlefield had not yet dissipated, and the pungent smell of burning and blood intertwined, filling every inch of the air.

Being caught up in the retreating army, Dang Zhixian was exhausted and his eyes were empty. He returned to the temporary camp located 57 kilometers in the valley like a walking corpse.

As soon as he entered the camp, he saw Bai Jian rushing up with red eyes.

The opponent grabbed his collar with such force that his collar was almost torn to pieces, but Dang Zhixian's eyes were still blank, as if his soul was still in the tragic battle that had just broken out, and he had not recovered from the bloody fight.

"Madman! You are really a madman!" Bai Jian roared hoarsely, his voice full of anger and despair.

"Tell me, how many times has this happened?"

"You have been greedy for merit and reckless again and again, pushing your brothers into the fire pit again and again!"

"This time, it's another 30,000 people! A full 30,000 people sacrificed in vain to cover your retreat! They are all living people, good brothers who fought side by side with us! How can you be so selfish and irresponsible!"

Bai Jian's voice became louder and louder, and in the end it was almost a roar.

Thirty-three days have passed since the first 50,000 casualties.

During this period, humans and aliens broke out in a total of 97 battles of varying sizes.

Among them, humans won 86 games and lost only 11 games.

But in these eleven battles, the total casualties have reached a terrifying 420,000, with an average of 38,000 casualties per war.

Dang Zhixian's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only let out a faint sigh.

He slowly raised his head and looked into Bai Jian's angry eyes.

This scene seemed very familiar. It has happened more than once, right?

Dang Zhixian couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Eleven defeats, he led his men into an ambush almost every three days.

But every time the plot seemed to develop according to the same mold.

The ambush of the First Corps had just appeared, and it was fought back by the brave humans, tearing a hole in the encirclement.

The most serious battle, the number of casualties reached nearly 90,000, and Dang Zhixian was so scared that he almost ran away on the spot.

Fortunately, Bai Jian withstood the pressure, and the two formed a temporary alliance.

For the sake of the war achievements in Mingsha Valley, he kept delaying the task, and even today he still suppressed the exaggerated losses.

Even the personal soldiers sent by Su Deben to investigate were fooled by him and did not find any clues.

"30,000 people..."

Dang Zhixian muttered in his heart. With the previous 420,000, it seemed that he was only 50,000 short of the mission target of 500,000.

However, he knew that Lord Zhuhu would never give up so easily.

For these 450,000 people, the foreign race has paid a price of nine million!

As of today, the first corps has been beaten and wiped out, and personnel from the second, third, and fourth corps have been temporarily deployed to fill the gap.

If we give up now, all eight million people will be wasted.

You must... you must bring in all the 500,000 people from the starting legion and the 2.4 million people from the approaching legion. I'm afraid the Cursed Tiger will be satisfied.

"Give me another chance."

After a long time, Dang Zhixian finally said with difficulty, "There are only less than forty kilometers left to open up Mingsha Valley. Give me another month, and I will definitely conquer Mingsha Valley!"

"Besides... and the foreign casualties are more, right? As long as we can capture Mingsha Valley, I will be willing to do whatever Commander Su does to me!"

"Give you another chance? Another chance?" Bai Jian interrupted Dang Zhixian angrily, "Four hundred and fifty thousand, it's already four hundred and fifty thousand. Do you know what this concept is?"

"Do you know that their families are still waiting for them to go back? Do you know how much they have sacrificed for this war? And you, because of your own impulse, let them lose their lives in vain! You Are you worthy of them? Are you worthy of those brothers who trust you?"

After saying that, Bai Jian let go of the collar he was holding on with both hands, and collapsed weakly on the ground, holding his head in his hands and sobbing in pain.

The camp suddenly fell into a dead silence. It was not until a few minutes passed that Bai Jian wiped away his tears and raised his head.

"Okay, okay, okay, 30,000 people, I'll make up for it for you."

"Take Mingsha Valley, and you and I will go back to the camp together to apologize!"

Hearing this, Dang Zhixian said nothing, turned around silently and walked out of the tent.

The familiar scene had already caused too many ripples in his heart.

Bai Jian's tears also made him feel no pain, but only greed for military success and unwillingness to lose his status.

Even Dang Zhixian had a strange feeling.

There are so many brave soldiers who are not afraid of death. If he hadn't led these people to die on their own initiative, would Mingsha Valley have been broken through long ago?

"Lord Cursed Tiger, you can't blame me for this. If you want to blame it, it's because our people are too incompetent. We obviously have all kinds of advantages, but every ambush will fail..."

Thinking silently in his heart, Dang Zhixian walked numbly to his tent.

However, if he turned around at this time and used his talent to observe Bai Jian's reaction like he did the first few times, he would definitely discover it immediately.

This "greedy" commander had already put on a smile at this moment.

It was a smile that came from the bottom of my heart and couldn't be stopped.

"Bai Jian, pay attention to your image, don't expose yourself."

Su Deben's voice came from the headset. Bai Jian was startled for a moment, and then he reacted. A trace of helplessness flashed across his face, and he had to pinch himself fiercely and said helplessly:

"Commander Su, do you think you could change someone to act in this drama? The same drama has been performed dozens of times, and I really can't stand it anymore. Is it just the tears just now, or is it because I tried my best to become the dragon?" The scene of being blown up twelve times was finally squeezed out.”

"Hahaha."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Tianmin's hearty laughter came from the headset, followed immediately by Su Deben's slightly teasing laughter and curses.

The plan has gone so smoothly beyond imagination.

The commanders behind the scenes who knew the inside story were all looking forward to how the aliens would feel when they discovered the truth of the matter.

After a while, the laughter gradually stopped.

Sudeben cleared his throat gently, and his bold voice sounded clearly in the headset again:

"The wind rises at the end of Qingping, and the waves form between gentle waves."

"Just hold on for two more days. Now not only the Mingsha Valley, but also the pressure in the Baiduan Mountains has reached its limit."

"The bomb detonation will only happen in the next few days at most!"

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