Chapter 911: If You Ask for Enlightenment, Live Towards Death

? People's expressions were full of death. Under the night, many wounded soldiers were groaning, medical staff were running frantically, and too many wounded needed treatment.

People with very serious injuries are just waiting to die there.

Anzhe didn't know the situation in other Wengcheng, but he thought the situation was not much better.

This was the first day of the war, and this was already the result.

How long can they persist under such circumstances?

No one still had hope. In today's battle, they had sacrificed one-third of their soldiers' lives to delay the giant's attack, and the wise giant had not yet taken action.

An Zhe frowned and found Han Ji.

"Captain Han Ji, do you have any news about the captain and the others?"

Hanji was sitting at the table, looking at a defense map on the table. He raised his head after hearing this and shook his head regretfully.

"The regiment leader is urgently recruiting elite soldiers, but he won't be able to come back tomorrow."

Anzhe was silent. In this case, he could only rely on these people.

What will the situation be like tomorrow...

"That's it, then I'll go help first." An Zhe nodded and said goodbye to Han Ji softly.

Mikasa and the others are helping, various weapons and supplies are being continuously transported, and there are many wounded people who need to be taken care of.

Anzhe was also helping. Before midnight, he was frantically using magic power to restore the injuries of some of the less injured people.

At the moment, with more combat power, he can last longer. Anzhe is using his magic power to restore everyone's injuries regardless of his own strength.

That is to say, he has that miraculous sea of ​​magic power that allows him to do this, and he is not afraid of consumption.

This work lasted for several hours, and it wasn't until midnight that Anzhe stopped.

Although there were still many wounded who needed treatment, there was nothing he could do. He stood up, his body trembling slightly.

Continuous and uninterrupted high-intensity use of magic puts a heavy load on him.

Anzhe felt a little groggy and concentrated on dealing with the injury for a long time.

It was far more difficult than letting him fight.

"Anzhe, take a rest!" A Ming noticed something was wrong with Anzhe and quickly spoke out.

Anzhe originally wanted to hold on a little longer, but he couldn't help but his mind was really dizzy, and the numbness and tingling pain coming from his body made him feel very uncomfortable.

Looks like I need to take a break...

"Okay... I'm going to take a nap, remember to call me."

Anzhe said, walked into the room on the side, and lay down on the table.

Amin and Mikasa were also busy until late at night. Finally, after finishing all kinds of things, they stayed in the room with Anzhe and took a short rest.

With his eyelids drowsy, Anzhe slowly woke up. The discomfort in his body had subsided a lot, and basically had no impact. Anzhe looked around him and found that many people were sitting on the side. It seemed that he had found it with great difficulty. Time to rest.

He also saw Mikasa, Amin, and Sasha, all of whom were sleeping lightly at the moment.

After taking off his cloak and gently putting it on Mikasa's shoulders, Anzhe walked out of the room lightly.

There are still many figures wandering and busy, but they seem much quieter. There are also many people sitting directly on the ground, or leaning against the building. Although their eyes are closed, their bodies will tremble slightly from time to time. After a while, it was obvious that he didn't have a good rest.

It was already early in the morning, and there were still figures patrolling and keeping vigil on the wall, the torch in their hands constantly flickering.

"Um, Captain Anzhe."

Suddenly, someone called out softly. De'Anzhe turned around and saw a medical staff calling him softly. He immediately walked over.

"What's wrong?"

"There was a man named Wei Wu Nian who was looking for you."

An Zhe's eyes moved slightly: "Okay, I understand. Where are the others?"

"He died after the armistice. He was seriously injured. Before he died, he asked me to tell you to go to his dormitory and say that Dalev had something to give you."

With a stunned look on his face, Anzhe was silent for a moment, and after a few seconds he let out a helpless breath.

"I understand, thank you."

Wei Wunian and Darev were comrades in the same dormitory. When Anzhe walked into their dormitory, his expression looked a little sad.

Those two people ended up dead.

They joined the Survey Corps with the determination to die, and now they have proven their consciousness.

Scanning his eyes across the small dormitory, Anzhe only saw a wooden box on the table with a line of words engraved on it.

An Zhe personally initiated it.

——Dalev, gift.

Wei Wunian's expression was slightly startled. What Wei Wunian had been talking about before his death was because Daleev had something to give to him.

That man had died before that, and he didn't even have time to give it to him in person. That's why Wei Wunian, who was in the same dormitory with him, always remembered it.

This is the only thing left of Dalev.

Stepping forward, Anzhe slowly opened the wooden box, and a simple-looking acoustic guitar appeared in front of him.

The only thing engraved on the guitar is the coat of arms of the Wings of Liberty.

Picking up the guitar with a complicated expression, Anzhe's eyes moved slightly and he saw clearly a note under the guitar, which was Dalev's handwriting.

To An Zhe.

——Remember An Zhe also likes music? I'm a rough guy and don't have anything elegant and memorable, so I decided to stick to my old business and give you a guitar.

Thank you for always taking care of me and helping me find what I want to do.

The same goes for An Zhe, keep working hard! Because Anzhe, you have a firm belief that I don’t have.

However, it seems that I don’t need to worry about it, Anzhe will definitely succeed!

so be it!

at last:

To my strongest comrade--win!

…

After reading the note silently, Anzhe put it back into the box.

"It's so rude. If you want to give a gift, you have to give it in person to be sincere, right?"

He murmured softly, with a complicated expression.

His fingers lightly plucked the strings, but they had already been tuned.

Was it Wei Wunian who tuned the music on his behalf?

Boom~~~~

The big bell rang leisurely, and the bell echoed rapidly, causing people who were sleeping lightly to wake up suddenly!

The confusion in their eyes receded, and people immediately flew up to the wall, looking at the many giants walking from a distance again under the early morning light.

His throat couldn't help but feel extremely dry, and despair appeared in everyone's eyes.

Compared with yesterday, the number of giants appearing today has increased several times!

An Zhe also rushed to the wall. After seeing the giant running in the distance clearly, his expression sank slightly, but he also felt relieved.

"This kind of thing has been expected for a long time, right?"

He pulled out the blade with a calm expression, and the sound of the blade being pulled out from the scabbard sounded like a soft groan!

"Get ready to fight."

He paused slightly before speaking firmly: "Live to die!!!"