National Fate: Eight Yin Generals Guard China from Their Sleeping Coffins

Bald Eagle Country's position.

Let's rewind to before the fourth wave of the war.

The system has just added eight new players to this position.

These eight people were originally just ordinary civilians on the streets of Manhattan, wearing pajamas and cheap suits, holding the iron rods initially issued by the system.

In the live stream, Angry Eagle fans flooded the screen with encouragement.

Warriors of America! For the glory of the Eagle!

[Captain Jackson, hold the line with the rookies! You are the hope of the whole village!]

[New team members, don't be afraid! Stay behind the captain and deal damage! God is with you!]

[Use the Gauss gun to blast those crocodiles to smithereens!]

The United States will never lose; wipe them all out!

【……】

Five minutes after the start of the battle, the situation completely collapsed.

Jackson was flung away by the stinger of the Abyss Crocodile's tail, crashing heavily into the yellow sand and spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

Thousands of armored crocodiles surged up from all sides.

"Fire! Don't let them get near me!"

Jackson knelt on one knee and roared at the eight terrified newcomers behind him.

The newlyweds raised their basic energy rifles and fired wildly with their eyes closed.

The blue energy blast struck the crocodile's armor, but didn't even leave a scratch.

The three-headed crocodile crawled over the corpse of its companion, opened its massive, serrated mouth, and sprayed dark green venom toward the center of the formation.

"Captain, help!"

A fat clerk dropped his gun and ran towards the city wall.

Jackson's face turned ashen, and he grabbed a crocodile carcass next to him to shield himself.

The venom was poured onto the corpse, emitting a foul-smelling white smoke.

"You bunch of useless trash! Go and be the bait!"

Jackson's eyes were bloodshot, and his left hand flashed with lightning as he grabbed the two fleeing newcomers and threw them forcefully into the swarm of poisonous crocodiles.

The screams were instantly drowned out by the sound of chewing.

Taking advantage of the moment when the venomous crocodile was tearing at the newcomer, Jackson squeezed out the last bit of his superpower.

A dark purple lightning pillar, as thick as a water vat, coalesced on his right arm. He slammed his feet against the ground, and his body transformed into a blur as he soared into the air.

"Thunderstorm Annihilation!"

He roared.

A massive bolt of lightning struck the core area where the venomous crocodiles were most concentrated.

High-voltage current was conducted along the venom and moist sand, causing five or six hundred crocodiles to convulse under the strong current, their internal organs instantly carbonized.

Jackson crashed to the ground.

He was panting heavily, and blood was still seeping from dozens of deep cuts all over his body.

Of the eight newcomers, only one woman remained, huddled in a corner of the city gate, trembling.

Ten thousand monsters were completely wiped out.

Jackson swayed and collapsed to his knees amidst the charred, mangled flesh, too weak to even stand up.

..........

Japanese positions.

Before the battle began, the live stream was filled with the fervor of Bushido.

Lord Yamamoto, please purify everything with your sword draw!

【Newly recruited samurai of the Great Wa Empire, display your spirit of suicidal sacrifice!】

The time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor!

Do not back down, show the perseverance of the Yamato people!

So what if there are four thousand elite monsters? Lord Yamamoto's sword can slice through space!

【….】

The battle reached its climax.

Yamamoto Itto's chest cavity collapsed, and his broken ribs pierced his lung.

With each breath he took, a large amount of bloody foam gushed from his mouth.

The eight newly added civilians were dressed in tattered initial cloth armor and carried ordinary iron katanas.

When faced with a six-meter-long abyssal crocodile, their iron knives shattered into pieces the moment they touched the crocodile's back spikes.

An army of venomous crocodiles is pressing in.

A bespectacled Japanese newcomer collapsed to the ground, his legs giving way.

A crocodile opened its massive jaws and bit off his lower body.

"Lord Yamamoto! Please save us!"

The remaining newcomers gravitated towards Yamamoto Itto.

Yamamoto Itto's eyes were cold as he stood up, enduring the excruciating pain in his lungs.

"The Great Japanese Empire has no need for cowards."

His voice was hoarse as he shoved a newcomer who was blocking his way toward the lunging crocodile.

Taking advantage of the half-second pause in the crocodile's movements, Yamamoto Itto gripped the pure white katana tightly with both hands.

He abandoned defense and poured all the remaining strength in his body into his arms.

"Secret Sword: Thousand Shadows"

The black and white blade light exploded outwards.

Yamamoto Itto, at the cost of his life, unleashed hundreds of sharp sword energies.

The blade energy poured into the crocodile's open mouth, slicing its brain and organs from the inside.

The last crocodile fell.

Yamamoto Itto's arm veins burst one after another, his entire right arm was a bloody mess, and the katana fell to the ground with a clatter.

All eight new recruits were killed in action.

He slid down to the ground against the broken wall, his eyes glazed over, completely incapacitated to continue fighting.

..........

South Korea's position.

The barrage of comments before the battle was equally arrogant.

The holy light of the Republic of Korea is invincible!

[Oppa Park, use your magic to punish these inferior creatures!]

[The new Korean stars will definitely work with their leader to create miracles!]

[These mere crocodiles can't even touch our city gates!]

Let the world see the true strength of South Korea!

【..........】

now.

The 300-meter-high holy light shield has shattered into pieces.

Park Ji-sung lay in the mud, his scepter rolling to the side.

The eight newly added young men and women screamed and fled in all directions.

The swarm of crocodiles charged straight in, their massive bodies smashing into the newlyweds.

The sound of bones shattering echoed above the defensive line.

The three-headed crocodile approached the city gate and raised its tail spikes to smash the wooden door.

"It can't be broken!"

Park Ji-sung bit the tip of his tongue, using the intense pain to regain a sliver of clarity.

He scrambled toward the scepter, clutching the crystal-encrusted end tightly with both hands.

He directly ignited his own life potential.

His once youthful face quickly developed wrinkles, and most of his black hair turned white.

A blinding beam of holy light burst forth from his body, forcibly transforming into a light shield tens of meters wide, firmly blocking the city gate.

The crocodile's acid sprayed onto the light shield, making a hissing sound.

Park Ji-sung's eye sockets were torn open, and he pushed forward step by step with his hands supporting the light shield.

The bodies of the newlyweds were trampled into mincemeat by the demonic crocodile, but he paid no heed and relied solely on his survival instinct to push the light shield to the edge of detonation.

"burst!"

The cross-shaped light shield exploded with a deafening roar, and the intense holy light energy vaporized all the thousands of demonic crocodiles near the city gate.

Park Ji-sung rolled his eyes, then slumped down against the city gate, his fate unknown.

The trend of bullet comments in global public live streaming rooms has changed.

The people of the great nation remained silent.

Seeing their former super players, who had once been so powerful, now lying in pools of blood like dead dogs, a huge sense of panic spread.

Why is Jackson struggling so much? Didn't he receive the highest-level gene therapy injection?

[Yamamoto Itto's hand is ruined, and this is only the fourth wave!]

The monsters are getting stronger too fast! Their numbers and quality are increasing exponentially!

[Choosing to enhance strength is clearly not enough! Individual strength has its limits.]

What if there were 10,000 flying venomous crocodiles next time? How would these captains fight them?

Those new recruits didn't even survive ten seconds; the system's punishment mechanism is too cruel.

【............】

Some astute foreign netizens began raising questions on the public screen.

Wait a minute, have you guys thought about this?

Those old men in China always unhesitatingly choose to give back to the nation's destiny.

Did they already know that individual strength couldn't go far? Did they know something we don't?

No! That's impossible! Abandoning self-strengthening to rely on metaphysics is against the laws of science!

[But none of them were injured in the first three waves! Now it's the fourth wave, and they haven't even left the city walls!]

Could it be that China's strategy is the real key to success?

【..........】

Even foreigners are starting to reflect on this.

The Chinese front.

In front of the loess city wall, the air was filled with the strong fishy smell of the river.

Ten thousand armored crocodiles, along with three thousand venomous abyssal crocodiles, were only three hundred meters away from the city gate.

The heavy footsteps made the ground tremble.

Jiang Chen, the body retriever, stood at the forefront of the defensive line.

At just over forty years old, he was considered young in this group with an average age that was relatively high, but the hardships on his face were more pronounced than anyone else's.

Chinese netizens looked at the information panel that popped up by the system.

Jiang Chen. Forty-two years old. A villager from a water town in Jiangnan. Special skill: Excellent swimmer, able to retrieve heavy objects from the bottom of the water.

A hint of worry flashed across the screen.

[Is Grandpa Jiang really capable of fighting at his age?]

[Based on the information, he's just an ordinary corpse retriever; this job usually involves retrieving drowned pigs, cattle, and sheep.]

[This time, the enemy is facing tens of thousands of mutated giant crocodiles. Is this some kind of crossover business for Grandpa Jiang?]

Foreign netizens who were just reflecting on the matter on the public screen immediately switched to their usual attitude and started making sarcastic remarks.

[Is it an old man this time?]

Is China out of talent? They're sending a fisherman out to die?

[That paper-making guy could at least summon some soldiers, but this guy's trying to use a broken rope to lasso a crocodile?]

[This is hilarious! A crocodile could bite that rope right through its jaws.]

[Waiting for the gates of China to be smashed down!]