The enemy troops who had been waiting for her to enter the encirclement were furious. The Galan Barbarians were belligerent and arrogant to begin with. Such a provocation came from a little girl. The generals were blinded by anger for a moment. Even though they knew the other party might be scheming, they still ordered: "Kill! Make sure to chop off her head and sacrifice it to the flag!"

They have an army of 100,000, while the other side has only 50,000. How can they be afraid of her?

Chu Chaozhao was the rear guard. The army that had lost its vanguard surrounded and attacked them like crazy. Chu Chaozhao protected the entire team by himself and kept retreating. Just when they were about to be surrounded and strangled.

Suddenly, horns and drums sounded together, with a rhythm of three beats and a pause.

On the city wall, a young man in a red cloak and black armor raised a blue and red flag.

On the left and right sides were a girl in a red cloak and silver armor, and a boy in a red cloak and black armor. They also rushed forward with their soldiers, holding up 40-meter-long swords. However, apart from killing the enemy troops who blocked their way, they did not kill any more. They just led the winding army to protect Chu Chaozhao and his men as they successfully retreated, while quietly surrounding the enemy troops, as if forming a very strange shape.

This left the enemy confused, and the generals in the rear realized that something was wrong and shouted to retreat. The retreat drums sounded, and the enemy retreated again and again.

But the young man in black armor on the city wall waved the flag again, and the strange team moved again, leaving the enemy with no way to retreat.

Seeing that the time had come, the two young men looked at each other, then raised the purple battle flag high and waved it.

The strange army actually tore open two big holes. The enemy was overjoyed and rushed out from three holes in a disorderly manner, but was directly killed by two teams that came out from nowhere.

Xie Changsi, along with Shen Siyao and Chen Ying, wielded swords and slew the enemy troops that emerged from the left side within the encirclement.

The army led by Chu Chaozhao alone intercepted and killed the enemy directly at the right side.

Within the strange encirclement, stones and arrows impregnated with kerosene were thrown accurately from the outermost circle. Within each small encirclement, when the stones and arrows touched the ground, a sudden fire shot up into the sky. Even the enemy troops who were lucky enough to avoid the stones and arrows were now engulfed in the flames.

The firelight and the cold light reflected from the armor and weapons in the charging soldiers overlapped under the city wall, intersecting in a disorderly manner, but seemingly with some kind of pattern. The deafening sound waves were mixed with the sound of sharp blades piercing flesh, the sound of blood splattering, the crackling sound of fire, and the sound of crying and shouting.

The pairs of blood-red eyes looked even more terrifying under the firelight.

On the city wall, Xiao Hefeng and Ye Heming looked at each other, and saw shock and excitement in each other's eyes. They thought it was a risky move to entrust the first battle to a few teenagers, but now, they felt that it was the right choice, and they were glad that they trusted them against all odds.

Looking down from the high city walls, in the star-like army formation, archers, slingers and so on were cleverly arranged in different places. The enemy was surrounded and at the end of their rope, they still tried to tear open a gap and fled in panic, but were intercepted and killed by two teams of brave armies. Our army of 50,000 actually wiped out the enemy's army of 100,000 in an instant.

The enemy was defeated one after another, and our morale was greatly boosted. We fought beautifully in the first battle!

Such an arrangement of troops was something they had never seen before!

All the generals praised them, and some even humbly sought advice from them.

Chu Chaozhao stood at the city gate with his armor stained with blood, and high-fived his companions.

"Amo, Achen, well done!"

They had discussed it early in the morning. Shangguan Suchen was knowledgeable and had read many ancient books and knew a lot, while Jiu Moyi understood formations. The two of them discussed and came up with a formation to lure the enemy into a trap.

The five young men and the three men gathered at the city gate, immersed in joy, but they heard a burst of noise behind them.

They subconsciously turned around and saw the people approaching the city gate. They had red eyes and held various weapons in their hands, some even holding kitchen knives and hoes.

Xiao Hefeng and Ye Heming stood in the front to block them, seemingly waiting patiently for the outcome of this battle.

The huge city gate formed a frame, and countless plain-clothed civilians, determined to die, came with all kinds of things in their hands. Through the city gate, it was like a painting, deeply reflected in the eyes of several people, and all the joy was dispersed at this moment.

A suffocating and sour feeling rose from their hearts, surrounding the eight people densely.

Beside them were soldiers carrying corpses covered with white cloth. The white cloth was stained with blood and was passing by them and rushing into the crowd of people.

Chu Chaozhao stood at the city gate, staring at the scenes.

How can I describe my mood at this moment?

Whenever there is a war, there will be bloodshed and sacrifice, and the people and soldiers will suffer. In the end, no matter the outcome, they all lose.

She looked back again, and the raging fire stopped, allowing her to see the battlefield clearly.

Broken limbs and torn flags fluttered in the wind, and the earth was dyed with blood like the setting sun.

Suddenly, heavy snow fell. The soldiers in the wilderness lowered their heads and carried their former companions, walking through the blood. Some soldiers shook the people they had dug out from the pile of corpses one by one.

He tore off the black tag from the soldier's neck and shouted the name on the tag to the fallen man.

What are they expecting?

Expect the other party to respond, just like laughing and joking with them on weekdays, come alive and play with them.

But apart from the crackling sound of the remaining fire and the sound of the wind, the battlefield was eerily quiet.

Some people couldn't hold back and knelt on the ground, covering their faces and crying bitterly.

The scenes of them playing and joking with everyone in the past few days, and the scenes of the adults loving them and giving them instructions as elders, all came flooding back to their minds.

All of them had red eyes. Xie Changsi was older and had experienced too many scenes like this, so he was not much moved. However, he clenched his fist with one hand and knocked hard on his left chest three times. He then clenched his right fist against his left chest, bent over with his head down in this posture, and remained silent for a long time facing the battlefield.

Shen Siyao wiped away her tears and paid tribute to all the victims with the same gesture.

This is the highest etiquette of the Fu Yue Empire’s army.

Others followed suit.

There was silence inside and outside the stadium. Everyone was silent. Many people couldn't help but their eyes turned red. They wanted to say something but couldn't open their mouths.

Everyone outside the field was an immortal cultivator. They all thought that immortal cultivators were most afraid of being involved in worldly karma, as life and death were commonplace. But at this moment, seeing with their own eyes the sounds of fighting on the battlefield seemed to still echo in their ears. At this moment, no one could deceive themselves.

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