Upon receiving the messages from the various legions, Li Tianyi was extremely anxious and hurried to the headquarters.
As soon as he landed, Kang Zhonghua appeared in front of him, his expression extremely solemn. "Why are you taking so long to get here?"
“Directing traffic while driving is too time-consuming,” Li Tianyi said solemnly.
“I’m not too worried about the border.” Luo Yun frowned and pointed deep into Shennongjia. “I’m more worried about them colluding from within and without.”
“I won’t give them that chance.” A resolute glint flashed in Li Tian’s eyes as he turned to Kang Zhonghua. “Uncle Kang, Uncle Kang, I’m handing over command of the border to you. Also, bring Sisi over to assist in command. You must hold the frontier.”
“Okay, I’ll set off immediately.” Kang Zhonghua said solemnly.
He had barely left when his communicator rang: "Report, the evil orcs are gathering."
"Have the frontline keep a close watch on the enemy's movements. I'll be there shortly."
"yes!"
He rushed forward a few steps, then immediately turned back. "Uncle, move the headquarters to the north immediately. Only at the forefront can the most accurate orders be issued."
"Don't worry, I'll handle it." Luo Yun nodded emphatically and shouted, "Everyone, evacuate!"
Li Tianyi felt much relieved and rushed to the front lines at full speed...
Soon after, he appeared at the Wolf Army's headquarters.
"General Yufeng, how is the situation?" Li Tianyi nodded to a man in his fifties and saluted.
"Don't address me as War God Li, just call me by my real name." Ling Yufeng, commander-in-chief of the Wolf Army, a general of the Dragon Kingdom, has a distinguished military record.
"Alright, don't call me War God Li anymore. You can call me Little Li or Little Tian." Li Tianyi smiled faintly.
Ling Yufeng nodded. "I'll call you Xiaotian, you can call me Lao Ling." Pointing to the sand table, his expression became serious. "Look, the enemy has fully deployed their forces. Although we have soldiers in two war zones, it's difficult for us to cover the entire defensive line."
After a pause, pointing to the towering mountains, he said, "If the enemy infiltrates from these places, we will be put on the defensive."
Li Tianyi became increasingly alarmed as he looked around. "Can't these places be garrisoned?"
"It's too steep. People can't get up there, and even airplanes can't get close. The magnetic field is too strong." A staff officer said with a bitter face. "I personally led a group to try it. When we reached 300 meters, the rocks were smooth and wet. Even with a cable, it was very difficult to climb up."
"Can mountain special forces get up there?" Li Tianyi frowned.
"We've tried, but it didn't work." Many people shook their heads, their faces grim.
Li Tianyi said with a heavy heart, "These locations are too strategically important and must be garrisoned. I will personally lead the troops there, and you can take over the rest."
"Alright!" Ling Yufeng patted him on the shoulder. "Be careful!"
"I will, Old Ling!" Zhuang Yan gave a military salute. "I'll leave the ground matters to you Wolf Army."
"We guarantee the mission will be completed."
Everyone returned the greeting in unison.
......
The Tibetan Legion, one of the main forces of the Dragon Kingdom, is the General Command.
A middle-aged man in his fifties, his face full of worry, paced around the sand table, muttering to himself, "How can we hold such a large defensive line while minimizing casualties?" The commander-in-chief was Ruziduoheti, a general of the Dragon Kingdom with outstanding military achievements.
“The enemy is unafraid of pain and fearless of death; it is impossible to reduce casualties.” Parihati, the chief of staff of the Tibetan army, a general, is resourceful and far-sighted.
He sighed deeply. "Commander of the 300th Army, Warijan, just sent word that although Hill 793 has been held, more than half of the brothers in the 1st Division have been killed or wounded. Should we adjust our deployment, stretch the battle line, let the enemy in, and snipe them layer by layer?"
"No way!" Jiang He, a political instructor of the Tubo Army Corps, a general, a descendant of the Sichuan Army, was righteous, stubborn, quick-witted, and had fierce combat power. He had served as the captain of the suicide squad many times and was deeply loved by all the officers and soldiers.
"I promised War God Li that I would never let a single enemy cross the border." He yanked off his military cap and roared at his guard, "Pass the word down: organize a suicide squad. I'll lead it myself."
"Old Jiang, Old Jiang, calm down, calm down!" Ruze Duohe grabbed his arm. "It's not our turn to go in yet."
"I don't care about any of that, let go." Jiang He's stubbornness was unyielding, not even ten oxen could pull him back.
Everyone sighed.
"Go get ready!" He patted his arm. "Old buddy, come back alive."
"Don't worry, you won't die."
Jiang He left in a hurry.
Just as the guard was about to follow, Parihati grabbed him and said sternly, "Protect the instructor. If he gets hurt, I'll skin you alive."
"We guarantee the mission will be completed."
"Go ahead, and keep an eye on the battlefield."
"Yes, sir!" After saluting, he quickly followed...
Hill 793, left wing, Hill 1143.
A group of soldiers, dressed entirely in black and in tattered clothes, had just repelled the enemy's fifth attack.
The commander of the 3rd Division, Nima, shouted at the top of his lungs, "Quickly count the ammunition, the enemy will be coming up again soon."
"Yes, Commander!"
The officers and soldiers immediately carried out the order, and figures carrying ammunition could be seen everywhere.
Standing at the highest point, looking at the scorched earth of Hill 1143, Nima's heart bled. He fought back tears and said, "Brothers, you go first, we'll follow soon."
They grabbed the mare's milk wine and poured it outside the battle lines.
He had only fallen halfway down when he caught a glimpse of a black dot out of the corner of his eye. He quickly looked in that direction and shouted, "The enemy is coming again! Prepare for battle!"
"Prepare for battle, prepare for battle..."
The officers and soldiers of the 3rd Division acted swiftly and quickly returned to their trenches, locking onto the invading enemy.
"Fire! Fire!"
Tap, tap!
Whoosh...
Lasers, rays, armor-piercing projectiles, and artillery shells whistled through the air.
The enemy was continuously annihilated.
But no matter how you kill them, they just won't retreat, howling and charging forward.
"Rockfall team, boulder attack."
"yes!"
A group of strong soldiers pushed the boulder and smashed it into the enemy ranks.
The boulder rolled and tumbled, crushing and injuring countless enemies and breaking up their formation.
"Well done, keep the rockfall attack."
More soldiers dropped their guns and joined in pushing the large rock.
Countless boulders came crashing down, and the enemy's formation was already in disarray.
"Brothers, well done!" Nima gave everyone a thumbs up. "If I survive this battle, I'll definitely recommend you for the top credit."
"Whether it's merit or not doesn't matter, we won't live to see that day anyway." A battalion commander gave a bitter smile.
Even the regimental commander was in the same situation, which shows how fierce the battle was.
After a barrage of boulders, the charging enemy was temporarily repelled.
What gives them the biggest headache is the flying units; they shoot from high altitudes, making it impossible to defend against them.
"Anti-aircraft guns, take them out!" Nima pointed to the sky.
After waiting for a long time without hearing any cannon fire, he shouted angrily, "Why haven't you fired the cannons yet?"
"Commander, we're out of ammunition." The messenger reported.
Nima nearly lost his footing, and leaning against the trench, he turned to his soldiers and shouted, "Fix bayonets and prepare for hand-to-hand combat!"
The officers and soldiers took out their handles, pressed the buttons, and longswords, sabers, and spears appeared.
"Everyone lie prone in the trenches and wait for the enemy to get close before making a move."
"yes!"
The men lay prone in the trenches, refusing to retaliate no matter how the enemy attacked.
After attacking for a while, the flying soldiers stopped.
"Captain, the enemy should have been eliminated. Should we go check?" Bat Rider.
After a moment of hesitation, the evil orc nodded.
A small squad followed the bat riders in a dive.
Immediately afterwards, more airmen rushed towards the position.
Hearing the whistling sound from above, Nima smiled and said softly, "Get ready."
Everyone moved very quietly, afraid of making a sound that would alert the enemy.
The air force pilots were flying lower and lower.
Suddenly, soldiers wielding laser rifles leaped up and thrust them at the enemy.
"ah!"
"Pfft..."
The enemy with the fastest reaction had barely opened his mouth when the damn lightsaber landed on his head, and his dog head rolled off.
"Oh no! Quickly, increase altitude! Hurry, hurry!"
The squad leader was very anxious.
It would have been better if he hadn't shouted, because this shout completely panicked his subordinates, and their bodies continued to fall.
"kill!"
The officers and soldiers of the 3rd Division leaped out of the trenches and annihilated the arrogant airmen.
At the same time, enemy infantry also rushed to the mountainside.
The defending troops, however, were completely unaware and were still engaged in fierce combat with the air force.
As time went on, the number of airmen was reduced by half, and they finally found an opportunity to take off and leave the battlefield.
"We can't hold out any longer!" A soldier covered in cuts raised his laser sword, but his eyes darted down the mountain. He shouted, "The infantry are coming up! Prepare for battle!"
Everyone had been fighting the enemy for a day and a night, and had just fought another hand-to-hand battle. They were exhausted, both physically and mentally.
Nima braced himself, grabbed the laser gun, and began firing wildly.
Enemies in the front ranks kept falling.
Soon, the enemy rushed up from behind and was not far from the first line of defense.
"Prepare for hand-to-hand combat, sound the charge!"
"Battle song, rise!"
The song "The Spirit of the Chinese Army" resounded throughout the battlefield.
The soldiers shouted in rhythm with the battle song, their voices shaking the mountains and rivers.
A fierce melee ensued, with both sides locked in a chaotic battle. Flying units dared not attack indiscriminately and could only hover in the sky.
Unbeknownst to them, a suicide squad led by Jiang He was silently approaching them from behind.
Gesture: catching net.
Gesture: All ready.
Jiang He looked serious and cautiously made his way forward.
He was followed by hundreds of people.
As the distance closed, they didn't rush to make a move, waiting for the sharpshooter to aim at the enemy further away.
"Let's do it!"
Countless capture nets shot into the sky, and enemies fell continuously from the heavens.
At the same time, the sharpshooters opened fire immediately, killing more flying soldiers.
"Change position and hunt down as many enemies as possible." Jiang He pulled up the giant capture net launcher. "Seven o'clock!"
The group immediately launched their capture nets.
Those without net launchers continuously snipe enemies caught in the net.
Lasers roared, and the enemy suffered heavy casualties.
"Alright, let's fight like this and kill these idiots." (Sichuan dialect)
The suicide squad immediately gave chase, continuously firing nets into the sky.
The number of enemy air units is decreasing rapidly.
The commander finally realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately ordered a withdrawal from the battlefield.
Jiang He and his men lost sight of their target and quickly headed towards the main position at 1143...
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