"but..."

"But what?"

"Lord Cursed Tiger, although they broke through, humanity also paid the price of at least 50,000 brave and elite soldiers in this battle!"

"oh?"

Curse Tiger Ben was pacing back and forth in the camp. When he heard these words, he stopped suddenly, and a look of surprise appeared on his originally angry face.

"You said...50,000 of humanity's elite soldiers died?"

"Yes, Master Cursed Tiger." The horse-faced aliens quickly replied, "According to the reports from the First Corps, these people are definitely the most powerful group of veterans in mankind. Not only are they rich in combat experience, but they are not afraid of death at all. They rely on

Only by dying together can the remaining people break through."

After receiving the guaranteed answer, Curse Tiger's eyes flashed with joy and he sat back on the throne.

If this is the case, 50,000 elite soldiers are not a small number for humans. The deaths of these people will definitely bring a huge blow to the current high morale of humans, and will make it impossible for humans to give up the battle of Mingsha Valley, even if it is for

The hatred of these 50,000 elite soldiers will continue to fight with the alien race to the end.

Thinking of this, the corners of Curse Tiger's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.

"Fifty thousand elite soldiers are not bad. At least this battle was not in vain."

However, Curse Tiger's joy did not last long.

The horse-faced alien's next words were like a bolt from the blue, knocking him into the bottom of the valley again.

"Sir, there is another news. We...not counting the 400,000 people we sent out for the ambush, there were 2.2 million direct casualties in this battle."

"What did you say?" Juhu's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears.

"Two million and two million?"

"Yes...yes, it's basically caused by the group of humans who stayed behind."

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. How could 50,000 people inflict nearly fifty times the battle damage?"

Your stroke is spared, Curse Tiger's voice became angry again.

The foreign tribes in Mingsha Valley have a total of 14.2 million troops stationed.

Not counting some low-level alien races who are just pretending to be numbers, there should be about 11 million people with real fighting power.

And now, in order to give Dang Zhixian the position, a total of 1.1 million has been given away.

There were 2.2 million casualties in this battle, which added up to 3.3 million.

Humanity only used 50,000 people to incur 3.3 million battle losses?

Curse Tiger couldn't believe it, so he simply stood up, formed a seal with his hands, and muttered something.

With his movements, a powerful mysterious power emanated, and gradually formed a huge light curtain in the camp.

In the light curtain, there was a picture of the front line battlefield.

The sand dunes collapsed, and the first army was surrounded by the first army. Then countless human soldiers chose to go back and go.

After hearing a lot of soldiers shouting the slogan of ‘behind the temple of the army’, the expression of the cursing tiger became extremely exciting.

A strange idea appeared in his mind.

If this method has been used in this way very early, will the commander command of the Star Corps now let the adulterer come to sit?

Why didn't I think of this way that is simply and stubborn into the enemy's interior?

"That's it ... that's it no wonder the first legion and party Zhixian."

The curse tiger looked at the screen in the light curtain, and gradually fell into silence.

If this is this kind of 50,000 sophisticated soldiers, in fact, it should be used as 500,000, and there is no problem with one million views.

Why does the first corps fail? There is such a group of lunatics who are not afraid of death, even if the most elite royal guardian regiment cannot be trapped, it is normal.

At this moment, another horse -faced alien rushed in, "Master Tiger, Dang Zhixian has a contact information."

The curse tiger took over the intelligence and browsed it quickly.

In a short period of time, the mood was ups and downs, which caused him to see the information very complicated when he saw this information. It is difficult to regenerate other feelings.

"Neither discovered, nor the delayed position, there is still a chance."

After reading the information, the curse tiger didn't think too much, and soon made a decision.

Continue to allocate 600,000 to the dead ghost into three to five waves, and give the party Zhixian to brush merit. Be sure to keep the current status.

As for the request of the party Zhixian to replace the first corps, the curse tiger ignored it directly.

"Can kill these 50,000 people, it is worth it, can't human beings always be so fierce?"

Thinking about it this way, the Curse Tiger suddenly felt that this time I even made a lot of money.

It seems that humans have greatly promoted the front of the front, causing heavy losses of aliens and winning.

However, although the alien races have paid huge amounts of war loss, it is much greater than the results won by the previous legion war.

Alien is the real winner in this battle!
Chapter completed!