My team members turned out to be heroic spirits

After I returned this time, I knew I would face a military trial just by thinking about it.

The shield guards will not be shot, but for the death of so many masters of magic from aristocratic families, someone has to take the blame.

Even if they are elites, in the eyes of the officials, they can still be used to take the blame.

A dangerous look flashed in the eyes of some soldiers.

He looked at the commander of the old government army with cold eyes.

The shield guards didn't react, and they still just formed a defensive formation, as if they didn't have the slightest heartbeat.

The lobbyists of the Liberation Army were not discouraged in the slightest.

Being able to persuade the other party to rebel is naturally a great achievement, but it doesn't matter if you don't.

After a few rounds of artillery bombardment by the Liberation Army, they should be able to persuade them to move.

He didn't believe there were people who weren't afraid of death.

It would be the same even if the defenders of the Demonic City who faced the Liberation Army were all elite.

The dim and dark old government is unpopular with the people.

The army is maintained entirely by rewards.

Then, due to the rebellions that have occurred in various parts of China in recent years, the old government's funding has begun to become tight, and the military's salary has also dropped again and again.

Therefore, military morale may not be available.

The old government had neither military morale nor popular morale.

Therefore, why should it fight against the Liberation Army?

"What are your intentions?"

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Chapter 43 Heart-wrenching words

The soldiers of the old government army began to look at each other.

It's a good thing that this fact wasn't pointed out. After all, they were just big soldiers, so they couldn't imagine so many.

However, now that the people of the Liberation Army have pointed out the fate they will face, this can't help but make the soldiers start to think about their own way out.

The entire army of magicians was wiped out. Although they were not mainly responsible for this, after all, the apostle of the Liberation Army who had penetrated the defense line was so powerful that they could not stop him at all.

Few of the soldiers who fought with it could survive more than three rounds.

Only their original commander lasted longer.

Besides, even the shield guards couldn't stop the strong man. How could they, the big-headed soldiers, stop him?

The officials didn't care what the reason was. They only knew that most of the magicians, most of whom were descendants of aristocratic families, were dead.

The Shield Guards are a special force that has undergone rigorous training, and their equipment is also advanced magic equipment bought from abroad at a huge expense.

As a result, an apostle of the Liberation Army stabbed through the front line and killed the master magicians in the face.

The punishment for shield guards cannot be very severe, because it requires a long period of training.

Equipping those advanced magical equipment requires not only a strong physique, but also some talent.

In this day and age, it is considered good if people can only eat one meal a day, let alone have a strong physique.

Therefore, most of the shield guards have good backgrounds, otherwise they would not have a strong body.

After much deliberation, only civilian-born soldiers like them can take the blame.

After all, having the qualifications of an apostle has nothing to do with family background.

In China, civilians make up the vast majority, so a high proportion of apostles are from civilian backgrounds.

The eyes of some soldiers began to twinkle.

They stared at the new commander who, in accordance with military law, had taken over the command of the fallen officer.

"Why don't you shoot quickly and wait to go back to receive military justice?"

The new commander looked a little angry.

"Hurry up and kill that demagogue!"

He held his own apostle's weapon and ordered to the soldiers.

"Everyone has one minute to think about it."

The lobbyist of the Liberation Army gave a leisurely hint.

"In one minute, we will apply for artillery reinforcements. I hope you will take care of yourself."

He still had a smiling expression.

But after the words fell, the commander of the old government army felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The hair on his back stood up.

Several eyes looked at him, full of malice.

"What are you going to do?"

The officer turned around and looked at the silent soldiers.

"Are you trying to disobey my order?"

He waved the apostle's weapons and sounded a little excited.

The silent soldiers looked at each other.

Then they raised the magic rifles in their hands.

However, the target was not the Liberation Army on the opposite side, but the officer in front of him.

"Boss, why don't you sacrifice yourself so that your brothers can survive?"

A soldier walked out of the team and said so.

His hand holding the rifle was steady, not shaking at all.

It was as if there was no psychological burden for defecting.

"Don't forget that your family members are still under the jurisdiction of the higher authorities!"

The officer's expression changed drastically.

"Boss, don't lie to us."

The leading soldier still did not put down the magic rifle in his hand.

"Our family must have died long ago, from starvation."

His tone was calm, but there was an endless chill in it.

"I sent letters back every month, but never received a reply. Then I asked my fellow villager to inquire about it. He told me that my family had starved to death a few months ago."

The other soldiers were also a little commotion.

"It was promised that they would take care of my family, but what happened? My family starved to death. I was still in the army just to make ends meet. After all, there is no place to go."

"But now it seems that I may have another way out."

The leading soldier began to pull the bolt.

"What about my family?"

"Could it be that A'ma, A'mei and the others are also dead?"

"My eldest brother has never contacted me. Could it be that..."

Hearing the words of the leading soldier, other old government soldiers began to whisper.

"Boss, are you going to kill yourself, or should we help you?"

"..."

The officer didn't reply, but there was a fierce look in his eyes.

"Well, it seems that you are unwilling to die, boss, which makes us very embarrassed."

"Damn you!"

The officer who was pointed at the gun suddenly became angry.

He stepped heavily on the ground. As the replacement of the fallen commander, his strength was stronger than these soldiers.

"Oh!"

Gunshots sounded.

More than one sound.

A dozen soldiers also pulled the trigger.

Then the officer fell directly on the charge path.

No matter how strong he was, he was still just an apostle. He was killed directly by the fire of more than a dozen magic rifles.

After all, apostles and their physiques cannot be generalized.

The macho apostle of the Liberation Army was a complete exception.

A normal apostle would only die if he were hit by more than a dozen magic rifles.

"Brothers, we can't go back now."

The leading soldier said so.

"I'm ready to join the Liberation Army, what do you think?"

He looked around.

One minute had already passed by now, but the artillery fire of the Liberation Army did not fall.

"Brother Chen Sheng, I will follow you."

"The gentlemen above don't care about the lives of us big-headed soldiers. I'm afraid my family is also dead."

There were more soldiers who were speechless, but they put down the magic rifles in their hands and did not aim at the traitors who should be shot.

"It seems you have made a wise choice."

The smiling young man bowed slightly.

"Captain, prepare to receive them."

He said so.

"...Chen Gong, good job."

The apostle who used the euphorbia as a weapon said this after being silent for a few seconds.

Using words as weapons directly caused internal strife among an elite team of the old government and directly changed sides.

"It's all thanks to that person."

Chen Gong waved his hand and pointed at the scarred figure in the circle.

Without the magician who penetrated the front and destroyed the old government troops, it would not have been so easy for him to persuade them to surrender.

"Shield guards of the old government, what are your opinions?"

Soldiers of the Liberation Army and soldiers of the old government who had rebelled surrounded the shield guards.

"Our opinion?"

A shield guard walked out of the team, just like the captain of those shield guards.

"Do you think there is another way we can go?"

He shrugged.

"I have to say, it's a pity that you don't want to be a sycophant. Words are like swords, words are like swords, and they can easily disintegrate a well-trained elite team."

The shield captain sighed.

"Thank you for the compliment. The credit mainly belongs to that person, otherwise the effect of my words would not be so good."