Chapter 37 Humanoid Weapon 7
There was a huge projection screen outside, right in front of the two armies. From the screen, they could clearly see the scene in the room.
At first, the scene was still normal, with the two parties exchanging and signing various documents back and forth. Suddenly, Yan Bei, who had been keeping his head down so that no one could see his expression, suddenly stopped. His subtle movement immediately alerted the 24 people on the opposite side.
But before the ordinary soldiers outside could react, the floating cameras responsible for the projection were all extinguished in an instant, and all external communication signals were blocked, causing the entire audience to be shocked.
The rebels all stood up in an instant, their flags flying in neat rows like waves. Then they began to move forward and force their way into the house. The Imperial Army didn't understand why, but the signal to attack came from the command post, so they followed the order and didn't let the rebels move forward at all.
This is a huge conspiracy!
All the rebels had the same idea in their minds. They were extremely angry and excited. At first, they were just pushing and shoving each other, but no one knew when it started and who fired the first shot. The war broke out in an instant.
However, in the midst of the chaos, the locked door was opened from the inside.
Under the gazes of countless people, Yan Bei walked out with half of his body covered in blood. Behind him, the room was filled with corpses lying all over the place, and the walls, green plants, and the ground were all covered in blood.
The bloody scene shocked everyone and made them stop what they were doing for a moment. In the place where tens of thousands of people were gathered, the sound of wind could be heard.
Yan Bei had half of his face covered in blood. His glass-like eyes scanned the area indifferently, and then he gave the signal to attack without hesitation.
-
What is going on?
When Lance saw Yan Bei come in, he sensed something was wrong, so he quietly left his position and stood outside to observe the situation around him.
Not long after, an accident suddenly happened. Seeing the commander standing on the platform, far away from him, Lance felt a hint of disgust in his heart?
It is easy to kill one person, but on the battlefield millions of people kill millions of people, and in a blink of an eye, the plain full of wild flowers is soaked with bright red blood.
No, that's not right. Lance has been wandering outside and observing the fighting. This is definitely not what the commander wants to see. Is there any way to make them stop this fight?
As he watched, he realized that the battlefield was beginning to become one-sided. The black area covered by the Imperial Army became larger and larger, almost surrounding the rebel army.
Among them, many imperial troops that obviously did not belong to the Yanbei Army appeared.
Since when did they start to join the battlefield?
Realizing something was wrong, the officers in the rebel army began to order a retreat, but the imperial army entangled them like a meat grinder.
They were almost wiped out, but someone realized that the Empire had been prepared for a long time, and they would not just attack this side with such a great opportunity, so he tried his best to escape the encirclement, escape the signal blocking range, and pass the message on.
When Lance noticed that special and powerful guy, he helped without hesitation and helped him block all the interceptions from behind.
-
Owen was covered in blood. After desperately escaping from the encirclement, his body had reached its limit, but he could not fall down. He could not fall down here. He had to pass on the message here.
The blood flowed into his eyes, and his vision became blurry. He could not tell where he was, let alone look at the enemy who was pursuing him.
Fortunately, the god of luck seemed to favor the rebels, and he stumbled all the way to a safe place.
Owen didn't know how long he ran, until the air he inhaled was no longer filled with the smell of blood, until the wailing sounds only echoed in his mind.
When he realized he had reached a safe place, his whole body went limp and he fell against a rock beside him.
"Requesting emergency contact!!!" Owen half leaned against the stone wall, holding the broken connector with trembling hands.
"Connected." A calm mechanical voice sounded, and then an electronic screen popped up in front of Owen.
"Owen!!!"
As soon as Sha Jiameng saw the miserable state of his companion on the other side of the screen, he immediately asked anxiously, "Where are you? Tell me quickly! I'll pick you up right now—"
"No." Owen panted, "Shajia, listen, the leader has been trapped and killed by the enemy. The Imperial Army is well prepared. You must return to the headquarters as soon as possible and take charge of the situation. You must not let..."
Sha Jia was struck by lightning. He stared stiffly at Owen, whose face was covered in blood. The cruel news was told to him so easily. His eyes were filled with soreness, his heart was beating violently, and almost all the blood in his body gathered in his head. A feeling of despair poured out of his stomach and kept flowing out of his eyes, ears, and brain.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Calm down!
Calm down!!!
Calm down a little bit, Shaka Shaka Shaka Shaka Shaka!!!
After a fierce argument with himself in his heart, Shaka clenched his fists and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably. He tried his best to swallow the anger and grief in his chest, and then uttered calm words.
He asked again, trembling, "Where are you? I'll bring people to rescue you..."
"No." Hearing his words, Owen smiled with relief. He closed his eyes gently and slowly moved to lie down. "No, don't worry about me, just let me stay here..."
"This place is closer to the leader, so let me stay here."
His body was getting colder and colder, and he closed his eyes as if he could see the black god of death staring at him hungrily.
At the last moment of his life, he was not afraid at all. He looked in the direction where the leader died and murmured to himself, "I am a coward. I ran away from the leader, but now, I am going back to my great teacher..."
"Owen! Owen! Owen!"
Shajia kept calling his name on the other end, but the person on the other end could no longer give him any response. Until Owen's contactor was severely damaged and automatically hung up the call.
The screen automatically turned off. Looking at the picture that suddenly disappeared in front of him, Shajia fell back dejectedly and leaned against the cold back of the chair. He lowered his head like a homeless man lying on the street.
The other people in the room looked at him worriedly, but no one spoke first, and the room was dead silent.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Three minutes later.
He slowly raised his head and stood up. Everyone was surprised to find that all the negative emotions on his face had disappeared.
Calmness, wisdom and composure returned to the young leader's mind.
He discussed the next course of action with others in an orderly manner, and implemented it decisively and calmly.
He acted as normal as if the person who had just suffered a huge blow and lost his loved ones was not him.
-
The 154th year of the new calendar.
The shameless Empire abandoned its remaining credibility and killed the first leader of the rebels and twenty non-commissioned officers at the peace signing ceremony. Taking advantage of their leaderlessness and confusion, the Imperial Army Commander Yan Bei severely damaged the rebels, conquered cities along the way, and forced the rebels to retreat half of the empire to the south. At the same time, he instigated the rebellion of two commanders, and the glorious rebels fell apart in an instant.
Shaka reacted quickly, decisively and wisely, but it was too late. The Empire had been preparing for this counterattack for a long time. He and his companions could only try their best to contact and integrate the remaining remnants of the teacher, and negotiate and cooperate with other leaders who led the army to rebellion, form a new alliance, stabilize the situation, and divide the world with the Imperial Army.
-
The one hundred and fifty-sixth year of the new calendar.
The war between the Imperial Army and the Rebel Army has lasted for two years and has remained at a stalemate until now.
For Shaka, the only good news may be that he has gradually taken control of the rebel army. Although it now looks the same as before, the rebel army has been re-united into an indestructible whole through his efforts. The commander who had previously betrayed Teacher Cliff has disappeared unknowingly.
He is now waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.