Chapter Ninety-Three: Veterans Don't Die

The entire battlefield was as Xu Yan expected, and the barbarians began to attack like crazy.

In that situation, I can't wait to use the blood and lives of all the barbarians to build a hole that can break through Ningcheng.

In such an extreme situation, almost every barbarian has become completely enthusiastic, although there is no longer the assistance of those puppet masters, but this battle is still very difficult here in Ningcheng.

When Xu Yan and the others returned to Ningcheng, this battle had reached the most intense time, almost all the soldiers and generals had already rushed to the battlefield to fight, countless spiritual powers were swaying wantonly outside this gate, and the real bloody battle began to be fully unfolded.

"Why aren't they using the puppets?" was a situation that almost all of the Commanders were puzzled about.

After all, the previous puppet's tactics seemed to be the only solution, no matter what, and it was unimaginable that this night had passed and it was directly filled with human lives.

Up to now, when everyone has some thoughts in their hearts, they are actually very enlightened, no matter who they are, they can say a word in this kind of battle, but this time the sacrifice under the defense of Ningcheng is also really unimaginable.

I watched countless soldiers on the battlefield begin to fight with their lives, even if they died, they had to die with the barbarian soldiers.

Such a scene is unimaginable for people with a slightly weaker psychological capacity.

Now, all the tactical methods seem to be useless, the entire periphery of Ningcheng has become a huge meat grinder, whether it is the soldiers of the human race or the soldiers of the barbarians, those who have killed the red-eyed existences, they have done their best to summon their strongest strength and began to run wildly on this battlefield.

"It can't be that Xu Yan really did something to destroy the puppet soldiers now, right? Otherwise, this is too weird. Although Liu Shaoqing is reluctant to admit it in his heart, there seems to be only one explanation now.

Seeing that kind of battle getting more and more intense, he, a battle-hardened general, didn't even understand why this moment was going on?

Could it be that they are really fighting? But this kind of fighting method of completely risking lives does not conform to the original intention of the two camps at all.

What kind of thing ignited the anger of this group of barbarians? Unthinkable things could not have happened under their own noses.

A river of blood, a real river of blood has emerged from the city of Naning.

In three days, in just three days, the only remaining 4,000 soldiers of the Mengzi battalion lost more than 1,000.

Not a single one was seriously wounded, all of them fell, and such a loss was simply impossible in the course of three days.

You must know that these, those who survived the previous wars are all elites of a hundred battles, even if such an elite has lost a third in such a hard battle, it is hard to imagine how many soldiers Ningcheng lost in such a war.

And the barbarians, too, have paid a greater price for such madness.

There were at least 100,000 soldiers who appeared again, and there were less than 20,000 who were still able to stand up and fight.

Most of them are in hand, which is completely consistent with the tactics that Xu Yan said before.

When I wanted to organize an attack, I was obviously powerless.

After all, the entire battlefield entered a period of recuperation after these three days.

Whether it is a human or the barbarian, it can be said that they have exhausted the last trace of patience in such a crazy fight, from soldiers to generals, they can be described as exhausted.

Xu Yan, who commanded this war, was even more bloodshot in his eyes.

When he learned that the identity of that half-step Jin Dan was not simple, he thought that maybe this time the barbarians would retaliate frantically, and even attack Ningcheng at all costs.

But he also never imagined that their attack would be so terrifying that even he almost didn't hold on.

If their troops were 20,000 more, Ningcheng would definitely be broken, and the plans and calculations they were doing would be of no use.

Fortunately, the other party may have been unprepared before, so that after this war, it retreated.

Ningcheng can be regarded as having a short period of peace.

And after a while, when the reinforcements come, he will not be responsible here, as for whether he can hold it after that, it has little to do with Xu Yan, everything he has done has already achieved the effect, and this is enough.

"The entire Mengzi battalion, from more than 10,000 soldiers before, has been fighting until now there are less than 3,000 soldiers left, miserable, too miserable. "I've been in a bad mood for the past few days, and in his words, I'm the brother of the soldiers.

Seeing the group of people under his command die on this battlefield one by one, but he can't do anything, as a commander, the psychological pressure he needs to bear is really huge.

Most of the real celebrities are used to seeing those life and death.

However, everyone starts from a person who has never seen killing, and it goes without saying what kind of growth they want to grow.

It can even be said that if you really want to become a famous general, the so-called strength and cultivation are not necessary, but the most necessary thing is your command ability and psychological endurance.

It doesn't matter if you're an ordinary person or a monk, it doesn't matter what kind of strength you're going to have.

It is only today that he truly understands that if he wants to become the head of this Meng family and become a generation of famous generals, he will carry something behind him, and it can even be said that behind him, he has the lives of countless soldiers that are unimaginable.

Often, a single decision you make can result in the death of tens of thousands or more of your soldiers.

Therefore, you can only try to avoid being wrong, even if it is a real sacrifice, you can pat your chest and tell yourself that it is inevitable.

Otherwise, the emotional debt you owe in this life will be so terrible that it will give rise to inner demons and make you a real madman.

"Distressed?" Xu Yan has seen all the performances of the call in the past few days, and he knows very well what this guy is thinking in his heart now, and he seems to be a little ridiculous, and he seems to be relieved.

"Those are all living lives, can you not feel distressed?" In front of Xu Yan, he was called and did not pretend.

It was because of this that Xu Yan sighed secretly in his heart.

Indeed, no matter what world you are in, there will inevitably be fights, there will be wars.

Seeing all the soldiers who were so active in front of you yesterday being wiped out overnight, and some of them even being guillotined by their own hands, is indeed a very cruel punishment for a person who has not had much contact with the battlefield.

But what can you do? Only by trying to accept it, by trying to remedy it, can you heal these wounds in your heart.

In the Great Qin Empire, several generalissimos, which one of them was not really full of holes? However, they survived and became a generation of famous marshals.

And those who didn't survive it could only disappear in the long river of history, and no one mentioned it.

War has always been like this, and he has always used his unique way to warn mankind to cherish life.

"Veterans don't die!" Xu Yan stood at the head of Ningcheng City, and the corners of his mouth softly said these four words.

Ling's name was visibly stunned.

In his eyes, Xu Yan made it clear that there was nothing missing, and almost nothing could escape his calculations.

At this time, he will be much stronger than him.

It can also be said that his own pattern is not here, and his real battlefield is in the capital, but in the subsequent war.

But why couldn't he help but be moved when he saw such a scene?

Comforting yourself, or are you comforting others?

The trace of sadness on his face could not be faked at all, so, in the end, this calling was understood.

The uncomfortable position in his heart is no worse than his own, and it can even be said that it is stronger.

Sentimental, right?

In the heart of the calling, Xu Yan should have felt that it should be good, is it normal, but why does this kid seem so uncomfortable?

"I am also a human being! I am also a member of this Great Qin, and similarly, these soldiers are also my soldiers of Great Qin. Xu Yan said these words softly.

Indeed, this war, especially the last three days of fighting, he tried to think of all means, but he still did nothing.

At this time, he realized what it means to have more than enough heart but not enough strength.

Without grief? That's impossible.

It can only be said that he is good at controlling his emotions and will not show it in front of outsiders.

Now, here, there are only himself and the two of them, and his sadness is naturally revealed.

Regardless of whether the final victory is won or not, the life that disappears will never come, and this kind of sadness is naturally normal.

"I thought nothing could escape your calculations. Meng Zhao smiled, when he saw Xu Yan's situation, he felt that this guy was more humane.

Yes, as long as you are human, how can you be completely emotionless?

Acting extremely calm at all times doesn't mean that you are already ruthless, he just doesn't want to vent.

"Let's go, the bet with Liu Shaoqing hasn't been finished yet, and now, it's time for us to reap the fruits of victory. Xu Yan waved his hand, and his expression was very melancholy, but it turned into a smile.

No matter what, how many soldiers were lost, this bet, in the end, I won, all this, there is no doubt.