Emperor’s Battlefield: I, Zhu Houzhao, like to push horizontally

Chapter 50 Luck is also one of strength
The red sun breaks through the clouds and rises from the east.

On the boundless white snowfield, a majestic army stood quietly, waiting for the last moment.

Zhu Houzhao stood at the front of the army, facing the rising sun, and slowly closed his eyes.

If he hadn't personally seen this planet from space, he would have doubted that this was the Earth.

The sun also rises from the east and sets from the west, and the silver disk-like moon hangs in the starry sky, which is also so beautiful and charming.

[Emperors, please note that the third phase, World Guardian, is now open. Please confirm whether to participate. 】

As the red sun jumped out of the ground, the familiar gentle female voice sounded again, reminding the emperors who had been preparing for the night that a new struggle had begun.

"Confirm participation!"

Zhu Houzhao replied calmly and turned to look at the legion behind him.

This is a brand new unit. Although its name is still the Ming Dynasty's First Mechanized Infantry Regiment, most of the personnel inside have been changed.

In addition to personnel recruitment, equipment has also been updated.

The original bolt-action rifles were replaced with semi-automatic, and all machine guns were replaced with lightweight general-purpose machine guns.

In the army, there is no longer a single armored vehicle parked, but majestic tanks, exuding an icy cold light, quietly waiting to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

At the rear of the army, the organization of the artillery regiments also changed.

The originally unified 105 howitzer battalion was reduced by one battalion. The new battalion was equipped with four-barreled anti-aircraft machine guns and became a defense and control air battalion.

At the very rear of the army stood twelve biplanes.

This is the air power Zhu Houzhao prepared for this formation.

The reason why he chose a biplane was not that Zhu Houzhao couldn't find a better one, but that the terrain here was too restrictive.

Although the monoplane fighter is more perfect, it has very high requirements in terms of take-off and landing navigation.

The battlefield is an unknown terrain. There is no map and no guidance. It is unknown whether an aircraft flying a long distance can fly back without ground guidance.

Therefore, this kind of biplane, which has a short flight distance, no requirements for the runway, and can take off on grass, is the best choice for Zhu Houzhao at present.

Besides, he can't afford a good fighter.

Without a logistics base, these aircraft can only be used as disposable items.

The biplane fighter was better, and Zhu Houzhao could afford it. Once the more advanced aircraft was damaged, and he wanted to replace a new one in the Imperial Battlefield, the price would make people vomit blood.

Therefore, before there is a logistics maintenance base, Zhu Houzhao does not plan to build too advanced aircraft for the time being.

It’s not that I can’t get promoted, it’s that I really can’t afford it.

[The list has been confirmed, a total of 63 emperors will participate in the third phase of the battle. 】

[The battle method this time is random matching, one-on-one battle, and the loser will be eliminated. 】

"63, I thought that after ten rounds of fighting, there would be less than 10 people left. I didn't expect there to be so many."

Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help being surprised when he heard the number of people participating.

Zhu Houzhao glanced at him and said speechlessly: "Brother, don't forget, we are facing twice as many enemies, and these strange ghosts are not as infectious as I thought."

"As long as you choose the terrain well and command it properly, it's not difficult to survive ten rounds."

The White Walkers cannot resurrect corpses, as Zhu Houzhao discovered after the first round.

At first, Zhu Houzhao was wary of his own soldiers who died in the battle, fearing that they would be awakened by the Night King.

But after several rounds of fighting, the White Walkers even used airdrops, but none of the corpses had any reaction.

Zhu Houzhao concluded that the White Walkers could not resurrect these corpses, or the other party's ability was restricted.

Think about it too.

The strength of the emperors on the primary battlefield is not high to begin with. If they can still be infected quickly, then few people will be able to hold on.

Without the special ability of infection, the lethality of the White Walkers would not be so terrifying.

As long as you choose the terrain well and defend properly, you will have no problem blocking ten waves of White Walker attacks.

Zhao Kuangyin nodded in relief. "In addition, many non-human forces have racial talents."

"Hey, they are all better than my human race."

Zhu Houzhao made no comment on this.

The power of the non-human race is actually stronger than that of the human race in some aspects.

But the human race is not weak either.

I just didn't find the right direction for promotion.

Zhu Houzhao didn't answer, and Zhao Kuangyin didn't say much.

He had also talked with other emperors about this problem, but they had not found a solution. Could Zhu Houzhao be able to solve it as a child?

In order not to affect Zhu Houzhao's fighting mood, Zhao Kuangyin changed the topic and said: "63 people fought one-on-one, and it seems that one person is going to have a bye. I really envy this lucky guy, who can directly advance to the first round without fighting."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Houzhao looked at him again and waved to the legion behind him.

"Everyone has a rest. The logistics soldiers will bring breakfast for everyone to eat."

After saying that, he walked to the tent next to him and came to the little girl who had woken up from a coma and was happily cooking breakfast, ready to have breakfast.

"Hey, the battle is about to begin, why are you eating?"

Zhao Kuangyin chased in and asked Zhu Houzhao anxiously.

After eating a scone, Zhu Houzhao picked up the water glass next to him, took a sip of hot water, and said casually: "I get a bye in this round!"

Zhao Kuangyin was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He said congratulations enviously, sat aside and picked up a cake, and looked at Zhu Houzhao with envious eyes as he ate it.

At noon, the team gathered again.

"You're so lucky, but it's probably the end. We're about to fight this time, and we don't know which unlucky guy will meet you."

The snow that was hit by the sun melted quickly. Although the sun was shining, the weather was still extremely cold. Zhao Kuangyin held a kettle filled with hot water in his hand and breathed hot air, gloating about the misfortune of Zhu Passport's next opponent.

Zhu Houzhao didn't speak, just looked at the sky quietly, waiting for the sound to sound.

Time in battle space is different from reality. In reality, only a few hours have passed, but in battle space, days or even months may have passed.

Zhu Houzhao even heard that the time ratio will be higher in more advanced battlefields.

It is possible to stay in the battlefield space for more than ten years, but in reality it will not even be used for an hour.

[Dear emperors, the first round of battle is over. Congratulations to the 31 emperors for their successful promotion. 】

[The second round of drawing will begin next, please continue your efforts. 】

A gentle female voice read out the announcement, and Zhu Houzhao looked solemn and prepared for battle.

31 plus he is exactly 32, which can match 16 battles, and the number of people is just right.

[Unfortunately, one of the emperors chose to withdraw due to too much loss in strength. Currently, there are 31 emperors participating in the battle, and one of them will have a bye. 】

"Oh, it would be a pity to give up after just one fight."

“Not only did we not catch anything, but we also lost so many people and luck. I really don’t know what to say.”

When he heard someone give up, Zhao Kuangyin shook his head with regret, as if it was a pity for that person to give up.

After sighing for those who gave up, Zhao Kuangyin put his arm around Zhu Houzhao's shoulders: "You were lucky last time and got a bye, this time it will probably be difficult. But you don't have to worry, they have all lost their troops, and you still have to keep your strength intact. I believe in you, brother, and you will definitely win easily."

Reaching out to pat away Zhao Kuangyin's hand on his shoulder, Zhu Houzhao turned around and waved to the army behind him under his confused expression.

"Dismissed, time for lunch."

After arranging the army, Zhu Houzhao shrugged at the astonished Zhao Kuangyin.

"You're right. My luck has always been very good, but it's better than you think. This time I have a bye."

Zhao Kuangyin: "..."

(End of this chapter)