King of Glory: I am a Soldier

Chapter 590: World Chapter Final Battle! (18)

On the other side of the Yunmo battlefield,
The multiplayer team battle between the Glory Federation and the four people under Emperor Jun also came to an end as time passed. During this period, both sides fought back and forth, and used all their means. In the end, after a full 12 hours of hard fighting, until the dawn of the next day, this large-scale team melee was finally declared over.
It was also a fierce battle full of dangers.

Because strictly speaking, although the heroes of the Glory Federation have considerable damage output and good counterattack capabilities with the help of their [skins] and the many [equipment] that Wang Yao specially left behind, even so, when facing Ming Shiyin and his companions, the heroes of the Federation still find it difficult to gain the upper hand!
In the final analysis, in a team battle of this scale, individual skills, awareness, reaction, teamwork and other conventional winning factors can only serve as game conditions. If it were in the previous canyon wars, they might indeed be able to determine the outcome of a war, but in the current Cloud Desert battlefield, although it cannot be said to be meaningless, it cannot fundamentally determine the outcome of the victory or defeat.

After all, the average rank of the Federation heroes is only in the [Grandmaster] level, while the opposing lineup is; Ming Shiyin [True God] level, Marco Polo [False God] level, Linghu Wen [Demigod] level, and Meng Qi [Legend] level. When the rank gap is too big, it's like 5 Hundred Stars Tongtiandai versus 20 ordinary people ranging from Star Yao to King. The latter seem to have an absolute advantage in numbers on the surface, but when the fight really starts, it will basically be one-sided. Conversely, if the side with more people makes mistakes such as improper command and poor coordination, it is more likely to face the risk of being wiped out in one go!
The saying that quality is more important than quantity is true for soldiers, especially in the high-level martial arts world of King's Continent where attributes are respected.
Throughout the entire team battle, if the Federation did not have the two units of [True God] level, Jiang Ziya, and [Demi-God] level Guiguzi, sitting in the finale, even if the Federation gathered the strength of all the remaining Federation heroes, the highest chance of defeating Ming Shiyin and his group would not exceed 18%!

Of course,
No matter what, although the process was dangerous and difficult, the result was good after all; although the overall combat power was slightly inferior to Ming Shiyin's side, under Zhou Gongjin's rigorous and meticulous command and deployment, even the powerful beings at the level of [True God], [False God] and [Demigod] were eventually defeated and fell one by one in the repeated attrition in the sea of ​​people!

On this point, even though Ming Shiyin and his group have the advantage of rank, they are far inferior to a monster like Di Jun in terms of health, recovery, endurance, counterattack, and resistance. There is a saying that goes, "The moment a god reveals his health bar, he is no longer a god." There is some truth to this.

Even though their comprehensive attributes far exceeded those of any individual unit on the Federation side, Ming Shiyin and his group were ultimately unable to break free from the constraints of conventional mechanisms. Their reactions would be delayed, and they still had to prepare in advance to release their skills, not to mention the limitations of the cooling mechanism.

Admittedly, it is a fantasy to rely on teamwork and human wave tactics to grind a [Creator God] to death, but it is still possible to grind to death units below the [True God] level!
Because even the once-powerful Wan Gu Chang Ming, who was at the pinnacle of martial arts, did not dare to boast that he could crush the opponent when facing a master-level hero with 20 god-equipped items and more than 6 units. Otherwise, he would not have been reduced to relying on "human miracles" like Hou Yi to suppress generation after generation of demons during his 2000-year-long dictatorship.

This is also the reason why Wang Yao was confident in handing Ming Shiyin and his men over to the federal heroes under his command. With Zhou Yu, the federal think tank and second-in-command, and the assistance of Jiang Ziya and Guiguzi, even if there is not a 85% winning rate, there is still %!

The facts were indeed consistent with what he expected.

only.
Although this team battle was won, the cost was also huge.

In the faint morning light, the smoke from the devastated battlefield had not yet completely dissipated.

Da Qiao, whose skin was broken in many places, carefully supported Sun Ce. After stumbling to a rock wall and sitting down, she poured some water from the water bag she carried with her, leaned close to Sun Ce's pale lips and said softly, "Come, drink some water."

Sun Ce slightly opened his cracked lips and drank the little bit of water reluctantly. The water flowed down his throat, seeming to restore some of his strength.

"How is it? Are you feeling better?" Da Qiao stared at Sun Ce closely, her beautiful eyes filled with worry and concern that were difficult to conceal.

Sun Ce raised his head slightly. This cheerful man who grew up on the sea was about to force a smile to comfort Da Qiao, but he frowned slightly because of the pain in his wound.

As you can see, his entire right arm is missing!
In the fierce battle with Ming Shiyin and his group, his right arm was accidentally cut off by Linghu Wen's earth-shattering sword. The sharp sword energy seemed to still linger at the wound. Although the bleeding had been temporarily stopped after a simple bandage, the cut was still oozing blood, and the white bandage was soaked red.
Not far away on the other side,
Diao Chan and Yao supported the blood-stained Zhao Yun on the left and right. As an offensive fighter, he attracted a lot of firepower for the team. Although he did not become disabled like Sun Ce, his injuries were the most serious.

The blood volume is almost at the bottom.
Beside him, Diao Chan's eyes were slightly red, and she said with a tearful voice, "I'm sorry, Brother Zilong, it's all because of my carelessness."

Looking down at the pitiful woman beside him, Zhao Yun managed to force out a gentle smile and said in a weak but firm voice: "It's okay, I can hold on."

However, his pale face and slightly trembling body still betrayed his bravado.

At a critical moment in the fierce battle, he forcibly withstood the full-strength attack of Ming Shiyin, the [True God], in order to save Diao Chan. Otherwise, with his current strength, he would not have come to this point. It was also fortunate that he was the Sky Flying Dragon, with the extremely powerful passive [Dragon Roar] to protect himself. If other heroes had tried to block it, this attack would probably have been enough to kill them on the spot!
Simultaneously,

They were not the only ones who were seriously injured; Cai Wenji fell into a deep coma due to excessive loss of magic power, and her small body covered with scars was now being held in Zhen Ji's arms. Nakolu broke her right leg, and I'm afraid from now on, she will never be able to release her 3rd skill again.
The other federal heroes were not in much better condition either. Although they did not lose any limbs, they all had injuries of varying degrees.

At this moment, everyone's face looked extremely bad.

It's not because of the injury, but because -

In addition to those heroes who were seriously injured and disabled, there were also heroes who unfortunately died in this battle.
The first to die was the Wei State's berserker Dian Wei.

This loyal and brave warrior faced the fatal attack of [False God] Marco Polo's third skill [Fanatical Barrage] in a fierce battle. He resolutely knocked Cao Cao and Zhen Ji out of the attack range and eventually died alone under the barrage. Because the gap in rank was too big, even his body was shattered.
Until the last moment of his life, there was still a thunderous roar: "My lord, see you in the next life!"

Cao Cao has always been known as a ruthless and ruthless hero. However, this time, he couldn't help but burst into tears and cried bitterly when he saw his beloved general Dian Wei, who had followed him in battles for most of his life, die tragically in order to save him.

"I have been roaming the valley for half my life, and have lost many of my loved ones, but I feel no deep pain; I only cry for Dian Wei!"

Who says men don't shed tears easily? It's just that they haven't reached the point of being sad!
And there is another person who will die after Bu Dianwei.

"Gah, cough, cough!" An abnormal cough with a strong smell of death suddenly sounded, abruptly breaking the silence of the battlefield and making everyone's heart jump; because everyone knew very well that it was the unique sound of coughing up blood due to a shattered lung lobe.

The divine sword of dreams, Tachibana Ukyo.

Compared to Dian Wei, he was the first hero in the Federation to suffer a fatal injury. He only held on until now with his tenacious will. The one who dealt him the fatal blow was Linghu Wen, who was able to fight the [false god] Donghuang Taiyi 46-!

It should be said that compared to Marco Polo, Linghu Wen is a more terrifying opponent in a sense; his extraordinary sword skills are even better than those of the sword fairy Li Bai, and his special skills can almost infinitely increase his strength at the cost of burning vitality. These perfect blessings once made him an existence that all the federal heroes could hardly contend with.

Just like the inevitable fate of many swordsmen, as a fellow swordsman, in order to carry out his own swordsmanship, even though there was a huge gap in rank and strength, Tachibana Ukyo still chose to face the challenge at the most critical moment of the team, and had a one-on-one solo duel with the [Demigod] Linghu Wen, in which he was in danger of his life.

Unfortunately, the result was not ideal. Even though his sword skills had reached perfection with the help of his equipment skin, how could a dignified [Demi-God] just sit there and do nothing? In the end, he still fell under Linghu Wen's full-strength sword.

But even though he died, his continuous superb attacks successfully disrupted Linghu Wen's breath and rhythm, thus winning a golden opportunity for Zhao Yun who came later. It was precisely because of this key node that everyone was able to turn the tide and jointly kill Linghu Wen who was almost against the will of heaven.
And now, with the complete end of this group battle,
This swordsman, who once was agile and high-spirited in the midst of swords and sabers, now lies on the cold ground like a broken puppet.

Miyamoto Musashi stood stiffly by the side, his body trembling slightly, his teeth clenched, the muscles in his cheeks twitching constantly, and the sadness on his face was like a scar carved by the years, deep and heavy.

Nakolu, who was helpless, sat on the side with a pale face and empty eyes. Mai Shiranui's eyes were already soaked with tears, but she still tried hard to hold a piece of cloth and pressed the wound on Tachibana Ukyo's chest.

The three of them gathered around Tachibana Ukyo, like guarding a candle that was about to go out, wanting to retain a trace of the warmth of life.
But there was a hideous bloody hole on the left chest of Tachibana Ukyo. Even though Mai Shiranui had tried her best to press the wound, she still couldn't stop the blood from gushing out of the wound, and slowly dyed the ground beneath her dark red.

The corrosive power of [Heavenly Way] was rapidly wearing away the blood and fire of the young swordsman, causing his handsome face to become even paler and lifeless. In fact, this level of injury might not have been a big deal in the past, but under the effect of [Heavenly Way], it became a fatal injury that could not be cured or recovered!

"It's no use, Wu, I know my body very well."

Tachibana Ukyo pursed his lips slightly, a trace of blood foam seeped out of the corners of his cracked mouth. He looked up at Miyamoto Musashi with difficulty: "Miyamoto-sama, after I die, please take my body home and bury me under the cherry tree in my hometown. Also, please tell Miss Kei that I am sorry that I could not bring the Ultimate Flower back to her. If possible, I hope to take her across the mountains and rivers to Kyoto to see the flower in person, and then tell her in person that she is more beautiful than the Ultimate Flower..."

His voice was as weak as a gossamer in the wind. Every word seemed to be spoken with all his strength, yet filled with endless attachment and regret.

Miyamoto Musashi's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he tried hard to hold back the tears. His lips trembled as he finally squeezed out a few words: "I got it!" His voice was so hoarse as if it had been polished with sandpaper.

Tachibana Ukyo heaved a sigh of relief, and then a faint light flashed in his eyes, like a candle that was about to go out, with the last hope: "Lord Miyamoto, our efforts are worth it, right? Our efforts are not in vain, right? In the future, the people of Fuso can... can live a peaceful life, right?"

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Musashi, who was struck by lightning, trembled with both hands and tightly grasped Tachibana Ukyo's cold, bloody hand.

"Of course!"

His lips kept trembling, and his voice was shaking uncontrollably, but he tried his best to make it sound firm and powerful, as if this could save Tachibana Ukyo's dying life: "Don't worry! Your efforts have not been in vain, our choice is correct! The leader will definitely keep his promise! After the war is completely over, the leader will definitely fulfill the agreement and help us solve the hateful plague! Because of your heroic sacrifice, the people of Fuso will live a stable and worry-free life from now on, and they will no longer suffer from illness and war! Just like the beautiful new world that the leader has always described to us, there will be no pain, no disputes, only peace and tranquility. Definitely... Definitely!"

His voice became louder and louder, almost hysterical in the end, as if he was fighting against fate and declaring his unwillingness to the ruthless death!
However, Tachibana Ukyo never responded again. His eyes gradually dimmed, and the breath of life slowly faded away like a candle in the wind until it was completely extinguished.
But perhaps, he really heard what Miyamoto Musashi said. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile, as if responding to Miyamoto Musashi's promise. In the end, he passed away with a smile on his face, with nostalgia for his hometown and his lover, and with expectations for the future.

Miyamoto Musashi silently held the hand that had lost its warmth, and was reluctant to let go for a long time, as if only in this way could he keep his close friend who had fought side by side with him, and keep those years full of passion and dreams.

But the reality was so cruel that he could only watch helplessly as the once high-spirited Shen Meng Yidao fell into eternal sleep on this cold land.
At the same time, with the death of the young swordsman, the third hero who also suffered an irreparable fatal injury in the fierce battle is about to perish -

PS:

Dear friends,
It’s a bit regrettable that I hesitated for several days about the scene where the federal heroes led by Zhou Yu fought against Ming Shiyin and his group, and finally decided to just skip it in one chapter.

Friends in the group all know that since I resumed updating, I have deleted a lot of content and chapters. On the one hand, it was to speed up the completion and give an explanation to the friends who have been following the book until now. On the other hand, it is indeed because there is no traffic. You know, at my age, I have a family, parents, and wife behind me, and my energy is obviously not as good as before. What's more, I still type at a snail's pace and can write a few hundred words in one night.

It was really out of helplessness.
Although I have tried to a certain extent to keep the overall plot logically consistent when deleting and simplifying, I still feel a little regretful, because it does make the content have certain flaws. At least in my opinion, many of the heroes that appear now should have more "flesh and blood", just like the countless soldiers who died in the canyon in the early days.

Well, so I'd better explain it, otherwise I always feel like I can't get over my own hurdle.

I am also very grateful that you are willing to follow me until now. If it were ten years ago, without so many scruples and constraints, it would not be something worth being hypocritical even if it was purely for love. It's a pity.
If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine, it doesn't seem like you are a teenager.