Collectors in Food Captives

Chapter 160
On the battlefield, rely on command flags, gongs and drums to carry out orders.

Each squad has someone who can read the semaphore.

In ancient times, it was said that capturing the flag, beheading the general, and ascending first, all three are the greatest meritorious service.

Fighting generals in front of the battle, the winning side is greatly encouraged, and their morale is like a rainbow.

The loser loses his temper.

With one increase and one decrease, the balance of victory will tilt.

Xiandeng, on the other hand, was an extremely bloody siege.

In order for the soldiers to risk their lives to fight, the first one to climb to the top of the city will be rewarded with a lot of money.

The so-called pioneer warriors.

The last one is to capture the flag. The handsome flag is located in the central army and is also the brain of the army.

Once the handsome flag falls, it means that the Chinese army is broken and the entire command center is wiped out. There is no hope of victory in this battle.

It is normal for some soldiers with weak willpower to surrender on the spot.

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The coalition front shrunk, and some places where the foundations broke out were directly abandoned.

Fighting and retreating, the remaining coalition soldiers showed extremely high military literacy and did not give the opponent a chance.

"Look at the sky."

"White Pegasus!"

"It's the vanguard of the Wolf Valley Rebels!"

"This is too fast, how long has it been?"

Above the sky, the group of white flying horses were covered with blood-stained armor, and the number was about two hundred.

But with this mere two hundred, you dare to launch an attack in the enemy's rear!

Mo Du immediately said: "Quick, beat the charging drum! The semaphore is free to attack!"

The Yunguo troops never expected that the Northern Allied Forces, which had been passively defending, would dare to launch an attack!
Caught off guard!

A most robust Pegasus came to Mo Du.

"You are the Speaker of the Northland?"

"I am Mo Du, and I am very grateful for your rush to save the lives of tens of thousands of coalition soldiers."

A strong man with beards jumped down and said with a smile: "It's incredible that the first speaker of the Northern Land is a young girl."

"It's just luck..."

"Being able to lead tens of thousands of troops to a dead end is not just luck. It is inseparable from one's own stupidity. War is something that girls should not participate in."

Mo Du frowned, but the other party rushed to help, so it was hard to say anything.

This bearded and strong man is the contemporary leader of the Wolf Valley, also known as the Wolf Slayer.

Langtu continued: "Little girl, if you want to live a good life, just do as I say."

"Start immediately, pull out the camp and retreat to Liangjiequan for repairs! I asked you to open the road, but there are only 12 hours!"

Mo Du made some calculations, then shook his head and said, "If the troops are in good health and pack lightly, twelve hours is barely enough. But there are more than 8000 wounded in our battalion, some are comatose, and some have lost their ability to move..."

"madness!"

Lang Tu cursed: "You are a woman's benevolence!"

"Retreating now can at least save the lives of most people. If you delay for a while, you will miss the opportunity, and all the troops will be buried with you!"

Seems... makes sense!
But the situation here has been described to Zhang Wei, and Zhang Wei's opinion is to stick to the spot and wait for his own help.

But now, a chance to get out of the body is in front of him!
As long as most of the luggage and the disabled wounded are discarded...

After pondering for a long time, Mo Du said firmly: "I will not retreat!"

Langtu laughed angrily: "It's hard to persuade similar ghosts with good words, so just stay here."

With that said, Langtu jumped onto the Pegasus.

Mo Du said: "I will not give up on those wounded, I promised to take them home! And the chef king of the North is coming soon, we will not leave, nor will we die!"

"I've never seen a more stupid idea than counting on a cook to turn the tide!"

With that said, Langtu flew towards the distant position.

gradually disappeared.

"Speaker, the enemy has been defeated, what shall we do now?"

"Treat the wounded and return to camp!"

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Inside the big tent, more than a dozen old Beidi people were furious, yelling at them loudly, completely disregarding Mo Du's identity!

Chu Xiang was silent at the side, not knowing what she was thinking.

"The enemy army was defeated, and you ordered to return to the camp?"

"Is that how you came back?"

"Do you know that you wasted a huge opportunity!"

"If we retreat at this time, we can even go to Liangjiequan. Even if we go to the other allies, it's better than staying here!"

Mo Du sneered and said: "Go to the friendly army? Why? Do we have the ability to fight in the field now? We are surrounded in the wild, should the friendly army come out of the city to rescue them? Even if we succeed in reuniting, why not take eight thousand wounded soldiers and overwhelm them?"

"This……"

A clan elder begged bitterly: "Speaker, let's go! Please! There are still ten hours left, and there is hope to return to Liangjiequan."

"Don't think about it, it's not like you won't abandon those wounded soldiers."

It was the same clan elder who squinted his eyes and said shamelessly: "Part of the escape is a part of it. The old man and the others only need a hundred guards, and they can set off first to find out the way for the large army!"

"A hundred guards? How many can we fight now?"

Mo Du said gloomyly: "Your only value now is to sit in the wounded barracks and use your own life to stabilize the mentality of the wounded soldiers and the morale of the entire army!"

"Don't force me, kill your sacrificial flag!"

Several old Beidi clansmen showed vicious faces.

This Mo Du is as smelly and hard as a stone in a latrine!
It doesn't matter if you want to die, you have to bring everyone to die together!

As expected...

Murderous, frivolous...

He was born as a black list executor, and he is very keen on murderous intent!
Looking at the elders of the Northland tribe who surrounded him, Mo Du narrowed his eyes and said, "Why, do you want to make a move?"

After Zhang Wei's two promotions, Mo Du's strength has reached level [-], how can these two veterans figure it out?

Mo Du stood up, suddenly feeling dizzy.

It's as if all the strength in my body has been sucked away!
"This tea!"

"something wrong!"

"How dare you poison me!"

Mo Du cursed inwardly, it's been too long, and he couldn't even guard against such a shallow trick!
I should have been alert long ago!
A clan elder smiled and said, "This tea is specially prepared for you. Jasmine and honey are indeed your favorite flavor!"

"Don't worry, this poison is not harmful, at most it will make you lose your mind."

"After all, I still have to use your status as speaker to give orders!"

"However, after you return to Liangjiequan, you will be dismissed from the post of speaker for various crimes such as improper command and abandoning the wounded!"

talking.

Several people looked at Chu Xiang where the old god was present.

"Mr. Chu Xiang, what do you think?"

"This is something inside your Northland. I have no right to interfere, and I don't want to interfere!"

Chu Xiang said indifferently: "I won't say what happened today, but don't take your ideas on me!"

"Hey, how come, Mr. Chu Xiang is serious."

And Mo Du was about to lose consciousness.

I can only use my last strength to stretch my hand into my arms and write hard on the Concentric Grass.

It's a pity that the fingers are no longer in control...

"Damn it..."

(End of this chapter)