The negative information about the Mingsha Valley Battle was suppressed by Bai Jian.

The commanders in the rear can only learn about some superficial battle situations through limited channels for the time being.

For example, the human army once again advanced seven kilometers and successfully fixed the front line steadily at 16 kilometers from Mingsha Valley.

The name of Dang Zhixian, commander-in-chief of the starter regiment, became louder and louder in the news of this victory. People only knew that he won consecutive battles and led the soldiers to defeat the alien race and fled in a panic.

As for how many people died in this cruel war, the official claims to the outside world are under intense statistics.

Since the overall progress of the war seemed too smooth and was advancing all the way and unstoppable, not many people in the rear focused on casualties.

After all, if there were major casualties, the alien race would have started to counterattack long ago, and it was not the turn of humans to count these results.

This was undoubtedly a reassurance for Dang Zhixian, which relieved his heart, which was already slightly raised in the air.

He is worthy of being the chief commander of the Dragon Banner Division and Su Deben's confidant. If Bai Jian did not cover up this matter, even if he wins a battle, even if he does not accept the punishment, he will be transferred to Mingsha Valley and go to other fronts.

"Use 600,000 people to help me act?"

After receiving the message from the curse tiger, Dang Zhixian became more and more stable.

Judging from the current situation, there were three to five big victories and the front line was advanced ten kilometers. Even if the casualties in the previous battle were indeed amazing, Bai Jian would never be able to pull him down from the position of commander-in-chief of the starter legion.

As long as we firmly grasp the command of the 500,000 troops of the First Corps, we will wait for the First Corps to prepare a more thorough ambush plan.

"Next time, there will never be such a lunatic again."

"I want to take a good look. How many times can you escape from hunting!"

...

The Mingsha Valley Battle is advancing steadily.

Regarding the rescue of the Baiduan Mountains, the front line did not completely give up.

Most of the recruits who just finished training were thrown into this battlefield.

The wandering alien tribes and human legions can break out hundreds of battles of all sizes almost every day.

Of course, the winning rate between humans and foreign races is about 82.

Human Eight, Interracial Two.

In most battles, relying on weapons and terrain advantages, humans can crush the alien race with absolute advantage and achieve great victory.

A small number of battles caused certain casualties and lost the battle because they did not grasp the opponent's strength clearly.

The fundamental reason for such a huge gap can be traced back to the hasty arrangements of the five major royal families.

Because their respective locations are not uniform from the Baiduan Mountains, and the number of people in each tribe is also uneven, this directly leads to the different time they arrive at Baiduan Mountains.

Some tribes that were moving quickly and were closer to each other entered the Baiduan Mountains early, but were not affected much.

But some aliens who set out late are still on the road. Those who are not familiar with the land come to Baiduan Mountains, just like lambs to be slaughtered, and they become targets for new recruits to practice.

Head-on fight?

The first corps of the alien race must avoid three points, and only by traversing and sneak attacks from the side can you win, let alone these alien tribes engaged in production in the rear.

Seek support?

It’s true that if these alien races knew the specific situation in the mountains, they would probably be very angry.

Since the five royal families did not clearly define the behavioral boundaries between different tribes before the plan was implemented, this led to conflicts between tribes and tribes, which were destined to be not properly resolved.

On the first day, the two tribes might just have a quarrel, so just endure it.

But if you encounter it again the next day, the quarrel is likely to escalate into a push and fight.

No one has been in the middle to mediate these conflicts, and they may be able to withstand the same goal in the early stage, but as more and more tribes can't help but breathe, the disputes between tribes have not stopped, but have become more and more intense.

In order to compete for limited resources, such as ore for weapons, rivers with sufficient water resources, and territories that have the advantage in combat, tribes of all sizes are willing to fight, and internal conflicts continue to intensify.

Some of the more powerful tribes rely on their powerful force to try to annex the weak tribes to strengthen their own strength and dominate this chaotic situation.

In order to survive, those weak tribes had to unite to resist.

At the same time, when there are endless struggles among alien races, human harassment is like adding insult to injury, making the situation of some alien tribes even more difficult.

A few days ago, there were only some scattered mercenaries moving in the Baiduan Mountains.

It is very consistent with the stereotyped perception of mercenaries within the alien race.

Most mercenaries can only rely on their own flexibility to harass the outside world and conduct small-scale attacks from time to time, which is generally ineffective.

However, the situation has changed dramatically these days.

The originally scattered mercenaries actually gathered together, with an increasing number of people, and from the beginning, dozens of people quickly grew to hundreds, two hundred, and even heading straight to the goal of three hundred.

Although compared with the alien race, which often has tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, these more than two hundred people seem to be worth mentioning.

However, under human firepower weapons, personnel advantages are difficult to reflect.

More and more tribes of ten thousand people have been attacked and destroyed. Even if tribes with a population of more than 100,000 people encounter surprise attacks, they will often suffer heavy losses.

The group of people has a very clear division of labor. Some people are responsible for attracting the attention of alien warriors, while others take the opportunity to sneak into the tribe and destroy important facilities and supplies.

By the time most people were awakened in their sleep and took up their weapons in panic to resist, it was too late.

If the materials are burned, they either have to surrender to other nearby alien tribes or plunder those small tribes.

Under the vicious cycle, the conflicts within the alien race are intensifying faster and faster.

In addition, many well-trained soldiers appeared in the Baiduan Mountains.

According to the news from the five major royal families, these soldiers were guerrilla corps that had fled to the direction of the Baiduan Mountains before, and most of them were new recruits, so they were not afraid at all.

However, many foreign leaders had deep doubts about the royal family's statement.

They witnessed the combat strength of these so-called "new recruits" with their own eyes. Only fifty people could form an indestructible offensive position, and it was like entering a no-man on the battlefield.

An alien tribe of ten thousand people was completely destroyed in a short time under the attack of this group of people.

The tacit cooperation and skillful use of tactics make every attack seem to have been carefully planned and practiced, and it is not as if an ordinary recruit can do it.

But what's the use of not believing it?

In just one week, the leaders of various tribes of different races could clearly feel that the situation was deteriorating rapidly and the death rate of patrol soldiers was increasing rapidly.

And every day, alien tribes are wiped out. At the beginning, it was just a tribe of ten thousand people, but to the back 50,000, 100,000, and 200,000...

There are more and more small tribes that have been destroyed, and occasionally there are medium-sized tribes targeted by several teams, and the living space around them is getting smaller and smaller.

Snowflake-like requests for help bring out the Central Camp.

It describes the severe situation in the Baiduan Mountains and the difficulties faced by various tribes in detail, and asks the five royal families to send reinforcements or change their plans.

However, what was waiting for was just a cold response. The five royal families did not provide any substantial help at all. They still asked them to continue to surround Sumo and stubbornly insist on the previous rhetoric.

The leaders of the alien race were filled with anger and helplessness, but they did not dare to disobey the orders of the royal family, so they could only continue to fight with their teeth.

Time is also in such a pressing atmosphere, and January passes in the blink of an eye.

...

October 24, the fourth year of the Doomsday Wasteland Calendar.

Mingsha Valley.

The strong wind roared and swept through, raising the dust in the sky.

The smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield has not dissipated, and the pungent smell of burnt and blood are intertwined, spreading in every inch of the air.

Being engulfed in the retreating army, Dang Zhixian was exhausted and his eyes were empty. He returned to the temporary camp located fifty-seven kilometers in the valley like a walking corpse.

As soon as he entered the camp, he saw Bai Jian rushing up with red eyes.

The other party grabbed the collar and the force on his hands was so strong that he almost broke the collar. Dang Zhixian's eyes were still dumb, as if his soul was still in the tragic battle that had just broken out, and he had not come back to his senses from the bloody battle.

"Madman! You're such a fucking madman!" Bai Jian roared angrily at the top of his lungs, his voice full of anger and despair.

"Tell me, what time has this been?"

"You are greedy for merit and proactive again and again, pushing your brothers into the fire pit again and again!"

"This time, there are another 30,000 people! The entire 30,000 people sacrificed in vain to cover your retreat! They are all living people, and we are good brothers who fight side by side! How can you be so selfish and irresponsible!"

Bai Jian's voice grew louder and louder, and at the end it was almost roaring.

Thirty-three days have passed since the first 50,000-man battle to today.

Between this, a total of ninety-seven large and small battles broke out between humans and aliens.

Among them, humans won eighty-six games and lost only eleven games.

But in these eleven battles, the combined damage has reached a terrifying 420,000 people, with an average of 38,000 casualties per war.

Dang Zhixian's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just let out a faint sigh.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes facing Bai Jian's angry eyes.

This scene seems to be very familiar, it has happened more than the first time, right?

Dang Zhixian couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
To be continued...