The war roared, and ruthless shells fell from the sky, shattering an old house.

"Call the headquarters! Call the headquarters! Area 5 was attacked by the enemy, come and rescue! Repeat, Area 5 was attacked by the enemy, come and rescue!" A communication soldier wearing Daxia uniform hid in the corner of the wall to repair the bombed route.

Time passed minute by minute, but the headquarters still had no reply. The communications soldier couldn't help but feel anxious. He gritted his teeth and raised a small part of his helmet with a gun. With a "bang", the helmet flew in response, and a huge bullet appeared on the hard helmet.

The communications soldier's face turned pale in an instant. He trembled with a rifle, took a deep breath, and his helmet was knocked away, indicating that at least one sniper nearby was staring at this area. If he had acted rashly just now, the bursting one would probably be his head.

No matter how scared he was, the correspondent soldier still had to continue his responsibility. He kept sending support reports to the headquarters until his death.

On the other hand, a small group of troops of the Daxia army was surrounded by the Herama army. They were originally patrolling routinely, but unexpectedly they were attacked by the enemy. This small group of troops was directly besieged in an unmanned village.

"Listen to the people inside, I will not kill them if I take the gun! My 168th Legion of Herama will definitely treat prisoners with preferential treatment!"

"Repeat, I will not kill the gun! My 168th Legion of Herama will definitely treat prisoners with preferential treatment!"

The uniforms of the Hera Horse Army were in a yellowish color and were easy to identify. Behind the uniform was a BMW pattern. At this time, about thousands of people were surrounded by the village, and there were only more than 100 small troops of the Daxia Army.

Compared with unilateral massacre, the commander of the 168th Legion of the Herama Army hopes to capture the prisoners of the Daxia Army and obtain useful information from these prisoners. However, if the other party still resists stubbornly, the face of unilateral crushing and destruction will definitely be unilateral crushing and destruction.

"Give you a minute to think, put down the weapons in your hands, raise your hands one by one, otherwise you will face an indiscriminate blow from our army!"

Next to the leader, a man in a white robe was muttering. He was holding a small magic wand in his hand, with a bead the size of a glass bead, emitting a dim glimmer.

"Mr. Teim, are your magic ready?" asked Commander Yamamotoha, the 168th Legion of the Herama Kingdom.

"Well, no problem, one minute is more than enough." Teim responded calmly, "But it's not easy for you to get off the battlefield, the commander."

As the leader of a legion, he actually went on the battlefield himself, which was an incredible situation. Although he didn't know why, Teim would choose not to meddle in other people's business. If there are some questions, just click it as soon as you click. If you ask deeply, it is your own problem.

It has been six months since he came to this country to join the war. Yes, Teim is not a Herama native. As an outstanding student at the Magic Academy, he was sent to this country with cooperative relations with Mastis to participate in the war, and fought against Daxia with the weaker Herama people.

At first, facing the cruel war, the aftermath of the shells tore the eardrums, and the shattered residue pierced into the throne, the splashing blood, the roar of the artillery fire, the broken limbs and legs everywhere, the wailing of the soldiers... All kinds of timid and nauseous scenes were deeply reflected in the eyes of the newcomer Teim on the battlefield. He was at a loss for a moment, his legs trembled... In a ruin, a soldier from Daxia was pressing against the soldier's limbs. The soldier's limbs were penetrated by steel bars, and the blood flowed continuously. He wailed in pain.

Teim met the gaze that longed for life. He couldn't help but take two steps back, and the magic wand in his hand almost fell. The other party was a soldier in Daxia... it was our enemy... How could I pity... But my body couldn't help but walk towards the man, he wanted to save...

But when Teim approached the soldier, the soldier smiled faintly. His right hand was holding a dark object, and a steel ring was hanging on his middle finger...

That's, grenade!

A huge explosion sounded, and the soldiers exploded into pieces. Teim was wrapped in a light shield at this time, and the grenade failed to cause him any losses.

A man dressed in a magician came from behind Teim. He pressed his hand on Teim's shoulder and said in a hoarse voice: "This is a battlefield, not a hospital... Put away your mercy, newcomer..."

Why is there war? War is so cruel. Why did war come into being?

With all kinds of questions, Teim spent six long months here. During these six months, he experienced too many wars and saw too many deaths of too many people. From the initial unbearableness, he gradually transformed into indifference and indifference to life... The battlefield is such a place, where a large number of lives die here, either you die or I die. Any mercy and kindness towards the enemy will turn into cruelty to oneself here.

"Life is really cheap."

Teim thought, a large fireball slowly condensed in his hand. The fireball contained a violent aura. This was just an ordinary fireball technique, but the core was added with a violent flame core because of the intermediate magic "rekindness". This made an ordinary fireball complete a qualitative transformation. Its power is no less than the sum of the two shells. To a certain extent, it is even more powerful. So it takes one minute of preparation time. Yamamoto is not a good person. How kind can a person who can serve as the leader of a legion be to the enemy? It is said that it is giving one minute to think, but this minute is also preparing for himself.

It is not difficult for the Daxia soldiers surrounded by the village to guess Yamamoto's intention, but they can't resist. However, everyone was holding weapons in their hands, and their eyes were filled with fighting spirit of desperate struggle. Anyway, it was a decisive end, so why bother to sit and wait for death?

Pull out the gun, load it...

Everyone was ready to fight to the death. The soldiers who were almost using up the bullets handed the remaining bullets to the others, and then tied the sword in their hands with the torn cloth strips. They had no support, and when they were forced into the village, there was no enough bullets. What can I do without bullets? I can only fight with my sword and life!

The soul of the Great Xia army will never be extinguished! It will stop until death!

The captain led everyone to shout that they used the few time to make the most complete preparations. With twenty seconds left, they all came out and advanced towards the weakest encirclement of the enemy, shouting the military soul slogan of Daxia, and fighting with their lives.

No one was timid and dragged his feet at this time. Daxia helped them settle everything when they joined the army. They died for the country, they died to defend their families, and they were... martyrs!

Although the number of people was small, the momentum was quite strong. The high momentum shocked the soldiers of Herama. They suddenly felt that they were not facing humans, but a group of tigers and wolves who were fearless.

Those who offend our Daxia will be punished even if they are far away!
Chapter completed!