Zeng Guangzhao leaned on the ground with the barrel of his gun, his eyes darting upwards through his long, messy hair, like a ghost.
He didn't speak, but the messenger felt an immense pressure envelop him.
No one stepped forward to accept the demotion order, and the messenger dared not utter any harsh words to these soldiers who had narrowly escaped death.
The demotion notice was placed on the stone.
The scene was silent until the seriously wounded veteran groaned in pain.
Zeng Guangzhao's world was collapsing. After the annihilation of the entire Third Division, he should have realized that this battle was not so simple.
He can't think too much right now; all the remaining dozens of his brothers are injured, and he has to take care of them.
Everyone went to the military medical team for treatment.
Zeng Guangzhao, disheveled and unkempt, sat on the steps outside the sanitation team's office, smoking.
He didn't smoke the last cigarette in the pack; he kept it all the way, saving it as a farewell cigarette should he be defeated or captured.
Unexpectedly, they actually came back.
When Zeng Guangzhao saw the city wall, he thought that Lady Luck was on their side and that they had been able to escape.
Little did he expect that this would be the outcome he would face.
Those who suffer defeat deserve to be punished.
Zeng Guangzhao never expected that Commander Gu would be so resolute.
With fewer than 30,000 men, they were fighting against an enemy force of 60,000 elite troops. Not only was it a one-on-two situation, but the enemy also possessed the most advanced weapons.
They're not going to fight on the battlefield; they're going to be cannon fodder and die!
After only two puffs of his cigarette, Zeng Guangzhao wiped his face and stood up, leaning against the doorframe.
He dragged his injured leg toward the medical team, wanting to see the most seriously injured soldier.
Within a short distance of just a few dozen meters, the surrounding area was filled with hospital beds.
During their recovery, the injured, missing limbs, heard some interesting stories from who-knows-where.
"Is it true that our army will be under the command of the Central Army?"
"Of course it's true. The First Division has already changed into new uniforms. The style of those uniforms, wow, they look much better than the old ones."
"I heard that several armies were recruited this time. In addition to us, there is the Shi family army, as well as several big bandits from the north. From now on, we will all be colleagues."
"Brother, you really have no sense of decency. How can we, normal people, be compared to bandits? Those bastards..."
Halfway through his speech, the injury of losing one eye was suddenly brought up with great force.
Zeng Guangzhao grabbed the man's clothes fiercely: "When did the army come under the control of the central government?"
The other person didn't recognize him, but was intimidated by his imposing presence and dared not refuse to answer.
"A little over a month ago, the Chairman personally came down to give an inspirational speech to all the soldiers in the army..."
Gu Cheng and Shi Fang, mortal enemies for over a decade, suddenly find themselves under the same person's command.
If this war hadn't been premeditated, Zeng Guangzhao would have ripped off his head and given it to Commander Gu to kick around like a ball!
Gu Cheng really has a good plan.
Sending Zeng Guangzhao to the battlefield would not only eliminate this major threat, but also send more than 20,000 men to their mortal enemy to vent their anger, thus wiping away all past grievances.
Fuck it!
Zeng Guangzhao slammed the person in his arms back onto the bed and walked out of the hospital without looking back.
No wonder no matter how they changed their tactics, the opponent seemed to have divine assistance, resolving each one in the shortest amount of time.
How much intelligence did the traitor in the military actually send to the other side?
Using tens of thousands of lives as a favor? Does Gu Cheng think he's some kind of emperor?!
Zeng Guangzhao had to get an explanation from Gu Cheng, not for himself, but for the more than 20,000 brothers who died unjustly on the battlefield!
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