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"That's exactly what I want. Come on, my dear lieutenant."

A few hours later, the army set out and split into two groups the moment they stepped out of the camp.

The general of one side was a young man with white hair and bloodshot eyes. Behind him was a horizontal column of more than two thousand soldiers.

The general on the other side was naturally the former commander, Goering Varus. Behind him were all the remaining troops of the legion, also about two thousand people.

Goering was wearing scale armor and a red cape. He proudly pulled his tall horse and shouted:

"The rules of the competition are as follows - each side leads half of its soldiers to capture an enemy camp. The side with the fastest speed and best preserved strength wins! May all the gods of heaven and earth witness this contest!"

After the shout, Goering looked at Shuoyue demonstratively and drew the ceremonial sword at his waist: "Let's go!"

So two thousand soldiers began their journey in a mighty procession. Behind them, the commander with bloodshot eyes was watching them, as if he was seeing off the dead on the road to the underworld.

"Have a good journey and don't send me away."

Chapter 243: Breaking the Camp with One Axe

Magical Marching Technique: A+

Blitzkrieg, flanking, rapid penetration, cutting, encirclement, merging, and advancing in one wave... Only one person is needed to lead the battle to annihilate a country.

Don't joke, speed is the essence of war. When deploying troops, you should control the mountains, waters, and key points, and tightly control the most important link, so that you can respond to changes with the same attitude.

Wu An Jun never fought a battle that he could not win.

"So roll up your armor and march, do not stop day or night, double your speed and march at the same time, fight for advantage after a hundred miles, and then you will capture three generals."

Shuoyue was riding on horseback, reciting these words thoughtfully.

"Governor, this is the message from that country in the East, right?" Rosario asked.

"Ah, this is a quote from The Art of War." Once he began to lead the army, Shuoyue would be influenced by his spiritual base and would unconsciously speak out his own unconscious habits. "I often like to carry the bamboo slips of Bo Ling when I march. This quote means that if you put away your armor and staff, rush forward, do not stop day and night, double your pace, run a hundred miles, and compete with the enemy for profit, then the three army commanders will be captured at the same time."

“Therefore, when marching and fighting, one must remember to tire oneself out, and when a large army marches, one must not rush.”

"So, what are we going to do, Governor?"

"Governor... Humph, pass the order down and have all legion commanders and centurions come to see me."

"Yes!"

Not long after, the sound of reporting in began, and officers of all ranks came galloping over and lined up in front of Shuoyue.

"Everyone, let's start laying out the battle plan. Please take it seriously."

The white-haired commander maintained a leisurely pace of advance, fluently speaking out the plan that had been planned long ago. The looks of the officers following him changed from confusion to shock to admiration, and finally they saluted and left, with shouts emanating from all sections of the army.

When the main road ended and they entered the forest path, the army of a thousand people separated. The officers led the divided teams, smiled at each other, and then tried not to make any sound and disappeared from each other's sight.

After the army broke up and dispersed, only a few dozen people remained with Shuoyue.

"Governor, thirty-three former guards, one current centurion in the army, and thirty-two cavalrymen pledge their loyalty to you!" Rosario, a scout and centurion, saluted Shuoyue with a fanatical face.

"Well, they are all great young men in their prime." Shuoyue nodded with satisfaction, and glanced at the loyal subordinates who had been under his command. "It seems that I don't need to say more - everyone, march forward, we will blow the horn of the annihilation war!"

"Yes!"

There was a uniform response, and everyone spurred their horses and whipped their whips. Then they were surprised to find that the horses were carrying them quickly towards the enemy's stronghold as if riding the wind.

After a moment, the small village that Rosario had discovered came into view.

No, it can no longer be called a small village.

"stop."

Shuoyue raised his hand, and the cavalry behind him stopped instantly. Each of them hid in the woods, looking solemnly at the enemy's location in front of them, which looked like a barracks.

The battalion commander's orders could be heard clearly even here. Under the command of the commander, the soldiers set up tents, adjusted the length, width and depth of the barriers and trenches, and transported the logistical supplies to a safe place.

"As expected, it seems that Rosario is very lucky. If we were a step later, we would have to face a troublesome offensive and defensive battle." The white-haired general glanced at the important facilities of the military camp and smiled with a relaxed expression.

Apart from some concerns about Camp No. 1, which was where Goering was going to attack, there was actually another reason why Shuoyue finally chose to attack here - that was when Rosario found Camp No. 2, he saw a small village where the enemy was stationed and a patrol that he dared not approach.

Such strict patrols meant that the enemy planned to stay there permanently and was definitely not just stopping for a temporary rest. So why did Rosario see an ordinary village?

The answer was clear - the enemy had just arrived here and had not had time to set up camp.

Since it's too late, then don't give them any chance at all. An unformed tumor is always much easier to clean than an abscess.

As for Camp No. 1, which seemed to be quite easy to conquer, although Shuoyue used the spiritual base from China, he still wanted to say "Amen" out of sympathy.

He didn't need any discordant voices in his army, and as for the half of the troops that were taken away by that idiot...

I'm sorry, but this is a necessary sacrifice.

With the ability of this servant, Shuoyue never has to worry about the problem of military strength. Using two thousand soldiers as bargaining chips to bury a former commander who turned into a werewolf, at least Shuoyue thinks it is worth it.

"Governor, what should we do next? The longer it takes, the more disadvantageous it will be for us."

After Rosario's reminder, Shuoyue came back to his senses: "Did you receive the signal?"

"Yes, there are already three bird calls on the hillside," Rosario replied.

In Shuoyue's opinion, the terrain of this village is quite clever - there is a vast plain within a few hundred meters of the village, and in the distance are steep mountains that are difficult to climb. There is only a small path in front that extends straight into a small mound planted with trees. The dense forest is like a natural barrier, isolating this small village.

The exit and entrance are the same and there is only one of them. This is a place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack because of its geographical advantage.

If Rosario had not happened to see the enemy's food supply team, he would not have expected that the United Empire had made a hidden move here.

If Shuoyue were to guard this place, he would only need to send heavy troops to guard the only entrance and exit, and he could turn this place into a fortress like Thermopylae that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Apparently the enemy generals thought so too. Although most of the manpower was dispatched to build the camp, there were still teams of hundreds of people wandering around the path, setting up defensive facilities and guarding against enemies that might appear at any time.

Shuoyue and his soldiers were taking advantage of the cover of the woods at this time, and were only a few dozen meters away from the small team. Once they walked out of the forest, they would be discovered immediately.

And what they had to do next was to lure the army out of the camp.

"Apply fire grease, mount your horses, and charge with me!" Following the order, Shuoyue was the first to draw out the bronze sword and rushed out of the forest. Naturally, the men behind him would not lag behind, and they all shouted loudly and rushed towards the enemy.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The patrol team immediately noticed Shuoyue and his men who suddenly appeared, and shouted to warn them. At the same time, they divided half of their forces to encircle and suppress this surprise force. However, under the effect of the 'Magical Marching Method', the speed of Shuoyue's side was far beyond imagination. Even if the patrol team intercepted them from the side, they only had a mouthful of dust and watched the enemy disappear into the distance.

The journey of nearly a thousand meters was over in a flash.

The white-haired general who was best at blitzkrieg calmly raised his hand, and a powerful bloody aura suddenly emerged behind him.

"Then——I will greet you with this blow!"

A bloody aura rose up, forming a giant battle axe three meters high, and even the runes engraved on it were clearly visible.

Under the desperate gazes of the people in the military camp, the young man standing at the front slowly clenched his hands.

"cut!"

Then the air broke, the heaven and earth wailed, and amid the flying debris of buildings, a bloody giant axe fiercely embedded itself into the gate of the camp, as if it was chopping into the hearts of all the enemies!

The barracks was broken!

Chapter 244: The Dream of a Famous General

That was the past of a famous general.

It was a time of chaos, with many warlords vying for power and heroes emerging. As a Qin citizen fortunate enough to live to the present, it was natural for the young man to join the army and fight for his country.

At that time, the Qin Dynasty had already torn up the alliance between Qin and Jin, and formulated a strategy to advance eastward to defeat the Three Jins and plot to rule the world.

As a soldier, the young man naturally stepped into the battlefield.

He was born for the battlefield.

In the Qin Dynasty, if you want to be promoted to a noble rank, you just need to keep killing enemies and survive. And that young man is like a hero gifted by heaven. He has fought countless battles without being defeated, and his military exploits are increasing like his injuries.

During his long military career, the boy gradually grew into a young man, made many comrades-in-arms, and gradually developed a doubt.

Why is there war?

Once, his best friend, the man who had saved his life, died in a small-scale encounter.

The young man still remembered his best friend's eyes, which suddenly became extremely complicated before the battle, and his trembling hand holding the sword.

"I killed a man, I don't know how long ago. Before he died, he knelt down and begged for mercy, saying that he had children at home who had not yet grown up and he could not die here."

"I cut off his head, and used the military merit gained from it to accumulate enough gold, so that even if I die, my parents can live out their days in the capital."

“And now, he comes to me.”

This is of course an illusion. The dead cannot be resurrected. Just like the hatred between the various countries over the years of war, they have forged an unsolvable knot.

But his best friend did die at the hands of a man.

When he killed the enemy who killed his best friend, the man in the helmet was still howling to the sky, shouting that he had avenged his father, and even burst into tears when he was moved. Then the young man pierced his heart with a sword, and he died beyond death.

The young man had never lost, not even now nor in the seventy or so battles to come.

But he still remembers the curse that the man uttered when he was dying.

"I already have a child, he will seek revenge..." The enemy, who looked more immature than the young man, but more mature than the young man, turned his head and looked at the expressionless Qin warrior with bloodshot eyes, "You, damned Qin barbarian, my child, we, the children of Zhao, will eventually cut off your head..."

The long sword was drawn out and slashed horizontally.

Blood flew into the sky, and he died with his eyes open.

Even the young man himself didn't know whether he was so cruel as to exchange the enemy's head for military merit, or whether he was unwilling to hear those last words.

"My dear friend, I have avenged you."

"I also understand why the war continues."

There was once a Yugong who moved mountains and swore that his descendants would never be exhausted and would definitely overturn Taihang and Wangwu.

Now, after a hundred years of bloody war, the national hatreds and family feuds are innumerable, and neither side can afford to give in.

"My dear friend, you killed a soldier of the enemy country for the sake of your country. This is to show your love for your country and is a righteous act. The soldier's child killed you. This is to avenge his father and is filial piety. As your good friend, I killed the soldier's child. This is to repay the blood debt and is also appropriate.

"But what happens next?"

"His children? My children? His friends? My friends? His country, my country?"

The man, who was no longer young, spoke in a deep voice:

"I don't want this chaotic world that has lasted for hundreds of years to continue. I will end the wars of this chaotic world in my hands, and unify the world by slaughtering the six kingdoms."

Walking out of the quartermaster's tent, this time, the young man put on the armor of Zuo Shuchang and looked at the nobleman named Wei Ran who appreciated him.

"Let's go."

It was the third month of autumn, the weather was harsh, all things were withering, and a chilly atmosphere filled the fields.

The famous general who decided to stop war with force stepped onto the stage created for him by time.

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She opened her eyes, and a few rays of sunlight leaked through the window covered with curtains, falling on her golden hair and her beautiful eyes that were shedding tears.

The emperor woke up from his sleep and sat at the desk by the window, where the pile of documents he had been dealing with all night had only increased.

"I, this is..."

The girl's melancholy whisper echoed in the lonely room.

After a long silence, her eyes became firm and she stretched out her pale little hand to grab the documents on the table.

Kill unknown: EX

The resentment of the dead turned into blood evil, which tried to corrode the bound person while also being driven by it.

Carrying the resentment of killing 400,000 surrendered soldiers, he should have been cursed to death with hatred, but once there was a goal far beyond these killings, then all of this would be nothing but dry bones piling up in the tomb of accomplishment.

Killing is not a pleasure. Those who aim to kill to stop the war will naturally offend the heavens, commit sins of killing and die miserably. However, even if their hands are stained with blood, they should still add the finishing touch to the sleeping dragon of the Qin Dynasty!

——This is the source of Shuoyue’s cheating bloody giant axe.

As long as enough people are killed, the condensed blood evil will become thicker, and the changes that can occur will be more diverse and powerful.

When rescuing Nero, Shuoyue was surrounded by corpses. He could easily condense a giant axe of dozens of meters and sweep away hundreds of enemies. Here, he had not killed anyone yet, so his bloody energy was naturally not strong enough, but he still chopped down the gate of the camp that the enemy had worked so hard to build with one axe.

Not only that, while the enemy was still in shock from encountering the supernatural phenomenon, Shuoyue raised his hand again.

"wind!"