War garbage collection system

Chapter 370 Jungle Battle (7)

"Master, I am willing to lead the troops there as well."

"Okay, everyone, stop arguing. The enemy only has 5000 troops. As long as we get close to them, they will be vulnerable. We don't need so many troops.

General Ming, remember to send someone to contact me at any time. After you capture Xiangyun Pass, I will credit you with your achievement."

"Thank you, Commander. I will take my leave now."

Han Xing discovered this through his mental power, and muttered in disappointment:

"Damn, there are only 20,000 troops here, who are you looking down on?

However, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat! I want these 20,000 troops."

Ten minutes after General Ming led his troops into the thick smoke, the southern barbarian commander still looked relaxed.

Because the voices coming from the thick smoke never stopped, which indicated that there was still a fierce battle on the city wall.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..." *NXN

20 minutes later, there was a burst of intense gunfire, and then there was no sound.

The frightened Nanman commander was a little confused. He and his subordinates looked at each other. Finally, he asked in a hoarse voice:

“Everyone, what’s going on?

Why is there no sound coming out?

Have General Ming and his men already taken it down?

By the way, is there any contact person coming out?"

"Coach, no, nothing. This time we may..."

"Master, Commander, I, we may have been fooled again. General Ming and his men may have been annihilated. Otherwise, let's retreat! After all..."

"Yes, Commander, let's retreat. This is terrible. I have never seen such an army."

"Coach, this is really weird, let's retreat!"

"That's right, Commander. If we don't retreat now, it might be too late."

"Coach, we should..."

"..."

"Okay, let's retreat! General Nangong, you lead the troops to stay behind to cover our retreat."

"Yes, Commander, I will obey your orders."

"Pass my order: Everyone retreat!"

"Yes, Commander. I will obey your orders."

Afterwards, the increasingly irritated Nanman commander paced back and forth in his central military tent.

As time went by, he realized that General Ming and his men were in great danger.

By the evening, General Nangong, who had injured his arm, came back to report.

"General Nangong, how is it? Have any warriors returned?"

"Um, coach, I'm sorry."

"Forget it, this is not your fault. It was my fault for making the wrong decision. I underestimated the cunning enemy.

So, you can take your men down to rest! We still have to fight the enemy tonight!"

"Yes, Commander, I will take my leave."

At 10 o'clock in the evening, it was dark and windy, and the Nanman military camp became lively again. The sneak attack troops began to slowly approach Xiangyun Pass.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, the elite troops of the Nanman army began to march towards Xiangyun Pass through the tunnel.

At this moment, Han Xing showed a strange smile in the darkness:

"My dears, I love you so much. In this closed tunnel, I have prepared a special gift for you. Please accept it! Hehehe!"

The movements and expressions of the southern barbarian warriors walking in the tunnel are worthy of being elite soldiers.

They were walking faster and faster, as if something was attracting them ahead.

Yes, their commander promised that as long as they broke into Xiangyun Pass and opened the city gate, they could carry out a massacre for three days and three nights.

All the wealth and women they robbed belonged to them, and they could also get promoted and make a fortune.

It is true that when there is a big reward, there will always be a brave man! The pie has been drawn, and it is waiting for these cannon fodders. The choice is often: life or death.

As tens of thousands of southern barbarian warriors were struggling forward in the narrow tunnel, suddenly, a pungent smell wafted from the front and above their heads.

"What's that smell? It's so awful! Cough cough cough!"

"Damn, there wasn't this smell when we dug it yesterday! Cough cough cough!"

"Damn it, what's going on? I'm having trouble breathing, cough cough cough!"

"Oh no, everyone, retreat quickly! Cough cough cough!"

"Mom, I feel so bad! Cough, cough, cough!"

"Oh my God, are we falling into another trap? Damn it... cough cough cough!"

"Hurry, everyone, think of a solution! Ahem! Ahem!"

"I feel so bad, help me! Cough cough cough!"

“Ahem! Who’s coming…”

"..."

Some soldiers began to cough and shed tears, then had difficulty breathing and fell to the ground convulsing.

"Oh no, someone's been poisoned, cough cough cough!"

"Oh my God, he's not going to die, is he? Cough cough cough!"

"Damn, this smell is poisonous, cough cough cough!"

"Hurry, run! Cough cough cough!"

"Help, help! Cough cough cough!"

"..."

The other soldiers also realized that it was poison gas, but they could no longer escape.

"Quick! Stop breathing, cough cough cough!"

"Quick! Wet the cloth with water and cover it... cough cough cough!"

"I'm out of water, what should I use? Cough cough cough!"

"Then use your own urine, quick! Cough cough cough!"

"Brother, I don't have any urine, who has any? Help me! ... Cough cough cough!"

"Ahem! I have to pee a lot. I'll give you some."

"..."

They tried to cover their mouths and noses with wet cloths, but it was of no avail. The main reason was that their reactions were too slow. They were already poisoned and their hopes of survival were slim.

Another thing is: there is not enough oxygen in the tunnel to begin with, and coupled with the closedness and distance of the tunnel, it would be impossible to escape!

The sarin gas spread rapidly, and the entire tunnel was filled with the breath of death.

The southern barbarian warriors struggled in pain, some scratched their throats, some pulled each other, hoping to find a glimmer of hope.

However, it was all in vain, and they all fell down in the end, with desperate groans echoing in the tunnel.

Han Xing was picking up the war scraps while ordering General Gao in front of him:

"General Gao, we can now implement the first plan. Go and keep an eye on them!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

Then, shouts of killing rang out from inside Xiangyun Pass:

"Charge! Kill! Grab the property! Grab the women! Kill! Charge!..."

The southern barbarian language is still used.

"Oh no! How did the enemy get into the city? There must be a spy!"

"Run for your life! If you don't run, you will die."

"..."

Just like this, there was chaos inside Xiangyun Pass, but the commander of the Nanman army had a smile on his face.

And at this critical moment, the gate of Xiangyun Pass was opened again.

"Charge! Kill! Charge in!"

"Warriors, tonight, we must avenge our brothers! Charge! Kill! ..."

"After entering the city, carry out a massacre."

"Grab the money, hurry up!"

"Someone is robbing me of my woman. Go ahead and kill me!"

"..."

Yes! In less than 20 minutes, the number of Nanman warriors who rushed into the city reached more than 10,000.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

All-nitrogen anion salt bombs exploded simultaneously inside and outside the city, and this round of explosions killed more than 20,000 southern barbarian warriors, and injured even more.

"Quick! Close the city gates and beat the dogs."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..." *N

The sound of rifle fire.

"Da! Da! Da!..." *N

The sound of heavy machine guns firing continuously.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." *N

The sound of a grenade exploding.

"Oh no, we've been caught in a trap again. Let's run! It's the same trap as last time."

"Hey, warriors, our brothers are still in the city! Let's go rescue them."

"Go ahead if you want to. This is the enemy's trick."

"Warriors, retreat quickly!"

"The people inside can't be saved. They will be wiped out in less than ten minutes. This is what happened last time. We should run away!"