The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

"The battle damage looks better when mixed together."

“Rustle, rustle, rustle!”

Just like that, amid the rustling sound of leaves and stems, Murima, who thought he had just dealt a heavy blow to the bandits' ambush, discovered that more plant armies emerged from the valleys in all directions.

It is dim and there is no end in sight.

"what!?"

"Are you kidding me?!"

Now, even the arrogant governor of Jianzhou was confused.

"How many bandits have come?" Murima roared madly.

“This is endless, isn’t it?”

But no matter how he roared, the huge swarm of vine-armored mushrooms had already rushed up.

They were not like the Pea Gunners, who were powerless against the Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers. One strike of their sword could knock down seven or eight of them...

Although rattan armor is not heavy armor.

But having armor and not having armor are two completely different things.

Thus, a fierce fight broke out again in the mountains and forests.

Thick smoke billowed, the sound of killing resonated throughout the sky, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and blood flowed like a river.

Trampling on the blood-red mud and the corpses scattered across the ground, whether they were the Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers, the Green Camp soldiers, the pea-shaped musketeers, or the rattan-armored mushrooms...

All of them fought to the death here.

Knives, guns, swords, and muskets intertwined with each other, composing an extremely cruel poem with flesh, blood, and life, and from time to time there were huge roars of mine explosions.

The devastated mountains and forests were stained with smoke and blood. Tens of thousands of corpses were like haphazardly piled haystacks, entangled with each other in a disorderly manner and lined up in the valleys.

Thick blood mixed with the fluids from the ripped open stomach and shattered skull, forming a pungent and bloody stream...

But this time, it was the Jianzhou Eight Banners Army that showed signs of decline.

"We can't kill them all, we can't kill them all!" A Jianzhou Eight Banners soldier, whose sword was bent and full of holes and whose cotton armor was dyed blood red, burst into tears.

He couldn't even remember how many bandits he had killed.

The blades of the knives were bent, but the army of plants continued to emerge from all directions.

"Bang!!" After a gunshot, the vine-armored mushroom behind him shot him dead.

Afterwards, this small mushroom was also chopped down by another Jianzhou Eight Banners soldier.

Such exchanges happen every moment.

Countless lives, like ice and snow thrown into a red-hot iron pot, melted away at an unimaginable speed.

"withdraw!!"

Finally, Murima couldn't bear it anymore.

There were endless bandits, but his Eight Banners soldiers were suffering casualties every moment.

Kill one and two more will come up.

I chopped two of them to pieces, and four more came over.

However, the army had no additional troops.

How can I bear this?

If they don't leave now, these tens of thousands of Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers and tens of thousands of Green Camp soldiers will all be buried in this mountain valley!

"Retreat quickly!"

“Kill!! Kill ahhhhh!!”

"Let's fight those monsters!"

The concentrated Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers targeted the weaker points in the plant army's defense line and attacked with one powerful force.

“Kill, kill, kill!!”

It has to be said that the offensive of the Jianzhou Eight Banners Army was still very fierce.

The plant army under Shu Yichao would not be able to withstand their attack at all if they did not have a several-fold advantage and the advantage of terrain.

When Murima did not consider fighting with Shu Yichao's army, but concentrated his main forces.

It can easily tear a gap and escape.

The premise is that Shu Yichao only has this layer of encirclement.

But, is this possible?

The Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers who rushed out had no time to catch their breath before they found that a large number of pea-gunners and rattan-armored mushrooms had emerged again from the dense jungle.

"Hum hum."

Shu Yichao waved his hand.

"Want to run?"

"How can it be that easy?"

"With such a net, you can't escape it even with wings!"

Are you kidding? It was so hard to come across a genuine zombie army, with a lot of heads and corpse qi. If they broke out, Shu Yichao would probably suffer from insomnia.

Therefore, after biting the wrong army, Shu Yichao's production line never stopped.

Countless armies of plants were scattered all over the valleys and gullies, filling them up completely. It was a true dragnet, with every tree and grass being an enemy.

Countless blockade lines, like a spider web, spread across the mountains, ensuring that no matter which direction the Jing Army launched an attack, they would run into an iron wall.

Moreover, these dense and complex blockades are constantly getting thicker.

"Bang, bang, bang!!" Amidst the lightning-like flying of gunfire, a large number of Jing troops fell in a pool of blood.

"kill!"

“Go!”

“Don’t be afraid!”

"Chop all these monsters into pieces!"

It must be said that the Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers, who had not yet been corrupted, still had a very strong fighting spirit.

Even though they ran head-on into Shu Yichao's blockade line and were bleeding, they still shouted wildly and fought hard.

Their life-and-death battle naturally made Shu Yichao very excited.

"Hahaha!!"

“That’s awesome!”

"This is what war looks like."

However, when the Jing army fought with huge casualties and tore through another line of defense, they found in despair

Ahead is an army of plants ready to go!

"It's over!"

Someone howled in despair.

"We are dead!"

"Hahaha!!"

"This is the mountain god's grass-roots soldier."

"Every blade of grass and every tree here are his soldiers, hahaha!"

“How can it be finished?

"They all have to die."

“We’re all going to die here, ahahaha!!

"Kill you, kill you!" Under the immense pressure of life and death, some soldiers frantically chopped at the trees, vines, and weeds nearby...

It seemed as if this could vent the fear in their hearts.

But such a move obviously did not help them break through.

A moment later, these mentally ill soldiers were chopped down by the vine-armored mushrooms, and their heads, with their eyes still open, rolled into the mountain stream like balls.

"General!"

A general who had been stabbed in the face and was bleeding profusely ran back, knelt on the ground and cried.

"The servants have done their best."

"We have penetrated the bandits' four lines of defense in succession?

"More than 2,000 people were killed or injured, and the rest were all injured."

“But I can’t get through!”

“No matter how hard I try, I just can’t get through!!”

He was crying blood.

The bandits' defense line is really too fierce.

Not only are bows, swords, and guns all available, but even landmines are buried everywhere without regard for their lives.

When they fight against them, they not only have to face deadly muskets, but also be careful of mines that may explode at any time.

Every step forward comes at the cost of blood.

Even gods cannot fight this kind of battle.

No, they might be fighting a war between gods right now.

"How is this possible!" Murima roared in anger and kicked him down.

"My Eight Banners cavalry is invincible, how come we can't even escape the bandits' ambush?"

"You must be incompetent and unwilling to fight to the death!"

“Keep attacking!!”

"Bring all the Bayalas with you!"

"Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed!!"

Bayala, also known as the white-armored soldiers, are the most elite and fierce soldiers in the Jing army.

Every Bayala, or white-armored soldier, is an unparalleled archer and horseman selected from the flags. They are all brave warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles and climbed out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Letting these sharp soldiers act as spearheads is undoubtedly the best choice.

But the key point is that Bayala participated in the breaching of several defense lines.

Even though their endurance has been greatly enhanced after becoming zombified, they are probably exhausted after fighting for such a long time.

but……

The general moved his lips, but still accepted the order and left.

Not long after, under Murima's strong order, the extremely exhausted Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers once again attacked Shu Yichao's defense line.

But this time...

"Yo." Shu Yichao brought out his wooden cannon.

“Gathered so densely

"Are you here to be my sitting duck?!"

"Boom!!"

The next second, countless zombies flew into the sky.

A bloody trench rolled through the wailing white-armored soldiers.

"Sound of cannon?" A Jing army soldier discovered Shu Yichao among the lush army of plants.