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Outside Yuxi City, there was a lot of wind and rain.
The main army of the Demon Race had already arrived at the battlefield, and the darkness covered the entire range of sight. From a distance, it looked like a lingering dark cloud.
He Yue of the City Lord's Mansion has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights. In the past three days, the battle report from the front line has not been transmitted, so he put on a piece of clothing, sat in the interior office and waited without sleep, and the paperwork to be processed was piled up like a mountain.
Don't think that there is no internal affairs to manage during wartime, and the city is not peaceful when there is a war outside. For He Yue, the things to consider were super doubled in one breath.
People's hearts are unstable, the supply chain is broken, funds are short, armaments are depleted, food and grass supply, the supervision of the defense equipment, and the deployment of manpower... By the way, after a thorough liquidation of the Yuxi City from the dark side, the hidden chess buried in many positions has also disappeared. It is unplugged and needs to be replaced by someone.
However, the talents in Yuxi City have long been facing a serious shortage of talents.
Appointing young rookies will inevitably lead to frequent mistakes. Inexperience, impulsiveness, high-mindedness and low-handedness are the inevitable price to pay for growth. Now that Heyue supports him, the people below can do it freely and accumulate experience. Of course, young people have their own benefits, especially young people from commoner backgrounds, who understand the hardships of the people's livelihood better than those high-ranking nobles, and are more energetic and energetic. For the rapidly developing Yuxi City, it would be a good thing if these people could grow up smoothly.
It's just that now, He Yue's pressure is too great. Nobody seemed to remember that she was just a young man either.
He Yue rested her forehead with one hand, only feeling a bit doubled when looking at things.
She closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair to take a little rest. Excessive exhaustion made her almost fall asleep, but at the moment when her body was already light and the string of reason was about to be disconnected, a familiar female voice sounded at the door:
"Master Shoufu, the battle report from the front line has arrived."
He Yue opened her eyes in an instant, stood up, walked quickly to the door, and said in a hurry:
"How about it?"
Shuang handed the battle report in his hand to He Yue, and said at the same time:
"Hold on. But it's still hard."
He Yue looked at the battle report in his hand at a glance, and his panting gradually became more rapid.
He paced back and forth in the room, holding the battle report in his hand, and murmured:
"It's not the time yet... Fang Shisan can't withdraw to Yuxi City at this time... The defense equipment is still being made day and night, and the reinforcements haven't arrived yet. If she can last for a long time, the situation will be better later. The pressure is all on her..."
Frost said calmly:
"Some time ago, we wiped out all the dark chess buried in Yuxi City, and the trade with other territories during the war was greatly reduced. There is no need for Anbu to keep so many people in the city. The little girl has already allocated half to support Fang Shisan."
He Yue asked:
"The supervision of the city cannot be relaxed yet. Although many people died that night, not all of them. Some people hid deeply. Once the pressure in the city suddenly decreases, there is still the possibility of chaos."
Frost nodded:
"Understood. I handed over some information from Anbu to Baihuang. It turns out that our Anbu and her inspection team should not interfere with each other, but now there is no way. The little girl alone can no longer keep an eye on Yuxi City. You can choose to cooperate with the patrol team."
He Yue said:
"How many people did you transfer over there?"
"Less than two hundred."
Frost replied:
"Changqing helped with the training. Although he is not familiar with the military formation, there is no problem with the order and prohibition, and his personal strength is also good. As long as Fang Shisan can use it, he can come in handy. The little girl can only pray every night. These people I can come back a few more, so that my Anbu will not be directly disabled, and the plan for external surveillance will be postponed."
He Yue let out a breath and said in a low voice:
"It's still a drop in the bucket."
"Tens of thousands of demons, how many people used to be a drop in the bucket. Zhaochen didn't care about this, Yunyang didn't care about it, and Yunhai gave a little symbolic support, but it wasn't of much use. Relying on five cities to block the middle six In the eyes of the little girl, the invasion of the Demon Clan, one of the tribes, has little chance of winning unless the Lord of Lingwu comes here in person. Mr. Shoufu... prepare as much as possible to defend the city."
He Yue nodded silently, looked to the west, her eyes were full of worry.
People in the city feel a sense of crisis, and this sense of crisis has become a fertile ground for the growth of anxiety and panic.
Outside the city, the army felt more than just a sense of crisis.
They are on the brink of life and death, it is not a crisis, it is a cruel random selection. There will be a large number of casualties in every attack and defense, which is inevitable. For soldiers, it is like an invisible hand throwing dice, and their lives are all tied to the size of the points.
They tried their best to get only a few points to survive. The cruelty of war is manifested to the greatest extent here. Everyone is a living individual with their own family and friends, no different from others. But when it came to the casualty report, it was just a cold number.
Fang Shisan was sitting in a wheelchair, her thin clothes were wet by the rain, and her light brown hair was covered with mud spots.
Tira pushed the wheelchair, biting her lower lip tightly, wanting to cry but not daring to cry.
The soldiers in the front row held shields and desperately resisted the demons' charge again and again. A long spear was picked out from the gap in the shield, pierced into the body of the demons, and then retracted neatly like a mechanical assembly line. Behind the shield array, bows were like a full moon, and arrows rained densely on the demon army, knocking the demons in the back row to the ground.
But there were also demons who grabbed the edge of the shield and dragged a shield soldier out to eat it. There were also demons who raised their big sticks and directly smashed the shield soldiers into a pulp with brute force. Whenever such a situation happened, the shield soldiers behind would silently fill in, set up the shield, and wait for the companion behind him to kill the demons in front of him, or wait for the next companion to take his place.
Qian Teng and He Ji stood beside Fang Shisan, watching the soldiers shed blood and die with cold eyes. Heji's eyes were full of helpless compassion, and Qian Teng was carrying a big sword, with a fanatical smile on his lips.
On the side of the demons, the cold-faced young man Amifars sitting on top of a huge ice field elephant looked down at the human army formation, looking at this thin but indestructible line of defense.
How many demons it brought this time, it does not have a clear figure. Because a large number of demons are wild low-level demons brought by hand. Those demons have no wisdom and are very weak. They are not enough to look at in front of formally trained human soldiers, but they are very suitable as strikers to consume the human army. physical strength.
It is not in a hurry, and the huge gap in strength allows it to use sufficient leeway to dispatch this war.
Unlike the painstaking place Thirteen, it can easily occupy a huge advantage with a little arrangement.
But no one would say anything.
Because war is inherently unfair.