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On the seventh day of the attack on Dongsifeng, Lin Yuanzheng dispatched the main force.

The first three days were artillery duels. Both sides had their own advantages and disadvantages, and it was a draw. On the fourth to sixth days, the main battle was fought by the second-line troops from the outer continent and the alliance, the purpose was to consume the physical strength and ammunition of the defenders of the East Sifeng.

And starting from the seventh day, is the real time to decide the outcome.

The main forces of Hanling, Chiyan, and Black Spear attacked in three ways. The various armies are well-equipped and fully equipped, adopting the most standard offensive formations. The front row is the siege spirit, they are huge and powerful, they can open up roads and block firepower, the middle row is heavy mecha and heavy infantry, providing fire suppression for the rear row, while the rear row is long-range output and combat support, The main goal is to kill.

In the first six days of battle, the defenders who were alone on the fourth peak of the East had already become exhausted due to lack of supplies and rest.

Although the airships were used to drop materials from the rear, the carrying capacity of the floating airships was very limited. For the hundreds of thousands of defenders, it was only a drop in the bucket and could not solve the problem in essence.

"Passing on our military orders, officers at all levels must lead the way and fight on the front line to boost morale."

"Anyone who is greedy for life and fears death and hides in the rear will be dealt with by military law!"

"Yes!"

In the command camp of Dongsifeng, Ricardo issued the latest order.

The main force of the enemy entered the field, which brought him great pressure. Looking at the shrinking front of his own side, Ricardo's brows became iron knots.

Every time a position is lost, it means the demise of a division or brigade unit, and thousands of soldiers are buried in the field.

Lacey stood in front of the holographic map with a very solemn expression on her face. However, she quickly came out of the state of anxiety, because anxiety does not solve the problem, on the contrary, it is not good for beauty.

In fact, the pressure is not on her. Although losing this war will cause her great losses, it is only a loss. She is the eldest princess of the Red Dragon, the chief of guards of the Northern Alliance, and the ruler of the crows. A failure does not mean the end, and she still has a chance to make a comeback.

But Ricardo is different. A failure means the end of the stage of life, and there will be no chance to take power in the future.

Equally relaxed at the moment, there is Chen Xing.

He is eating hot pot in a remote strategic stronghold with Huozui, Pang Li, Big Cat, Casey and others.

That's right, there is a lot of artillery fire outside, but it is steaming here, eating snow-capped game.

Chen Xing's calmness is not the same as the local dignitary Lexi, who has countless opportunities to come back, but in the memory of his previous life, Ricardo finally defeated Lin Yuanzheng and unified the north of the Dragon River.

Since this is a historical inevitability, there is nothing to worry about.

Secondly, it was useless for him to worry. Even if history changes, he is powerless to return to heaven.

He has paid a big enough price, and more than half of his brothers were killed or injured. The rest of these people are the seeds of dreams. If everyone is dead, what dreams are there to talk about?

Taking ten thousand steps back, he said that even if the battle situation was unfavorable, he would lead people to leave early and would not leave everyone's lives here.

What's more, after the battle here, the Black Mountain Castle should also fall.

As long as he held back the main force of the allies, his goal has been achieved. So whether this war is won or lost, it will not affect the overall situation of the reunification of the north.

Winning is the icing on the cake, and losing doesn't hurt either.

The domestic soup was tumbling, chunks of meat were turned up from time to time, and the rich meat aroma rose slowly along with the steam.

"Huozui, do you still remember the time we were in the City of the Living Dead?" Chen Xing suddenly felt something, Huozui was stunned for a while, and he didn't understand it for a while.

The City of the Living Dead is located in an underground cave in the Grasse Hills.

Located between the Central Wilderness and the Death Desert of Dafang State, the Grasse Hills are one of the five major mountains of the Red Continent and have a dry climate.

The ancients discovered that there are many natural caves under the Grasse hills, and the dry climate is very suitable for tombs, so many tombs have been built for thousands of years.

That is, the sarcophagus was made on the spot in the Grasse Hills, and the corpse was gutted and then wrapped in bandages.

During the Cataclysm, some civilians who could not build underground survival shelters hid in the catacombs and lived with the dead. Later, after hundreds of years of development, it gradually formed an underground city composed of refugees - the city of the living dead.

This is a place more chaotic and poorer than any slum, and the cruelty of existence is everywhere.

Huozui was stunned because he and Chen Xing had never been to the Grasse Hills.

Seeing Huo Zui's stunned expression, Chen Xing immediately realized that he had missed the point. What he said was what happened in the previous life, and it never happened again in this life, so he changed the subject, "After this battle, we will go to Sanchahe City."

"Going for a drink?" Huozui asked stupidly.

"No" Chen Xing shook his head, put down the meat and bones in his hand, looked at a few people, and said seriously, "Let's go to founding a country!"

"Founding a country!" Everyone showed a shocked expression.

Isn't the war not over yet, why did the country start to be founded?

"I've thought about it, now is the best time." Chen Xing analyzed, "With our strength today, we no longer need to seek the consent of anyone."

"What about the Free Traders Association?" Huozui asked hesitantly.

The Free Trade Chamber of Commerce is the actual controller of Sancha River City. It consists of many big businessmen and has its own armed business group.

In a sense, Sanchahe City is a city-state with an elder council system. It's just that these elders are not politicians, but businessmen through and through.

The biggest difference between businessmen and politicians is that the former will do anything for money and the latter will do anything for power.

"Can they obediently surrender the city?" Pang Li also expressed concern. The only thing businessmen and politicians have in common is that there is no lower limit. What's more, how could it be so easy?

"Who am I?" Chen Xing glanced around, then asked himself and answered, "The two-faced **** of the Dragon Saliva River."

"If they were smarter, they would take the initiative to offer the city." Chen Xing said confidently.

He holds the military power of the entire Red Nation and the two supreme powerhouses, plus the prestige he has won in several battles, he has already gained enough popular support.

Businessmen are naturally profit-seeking, and they won't do stupid things like blocking cars and killing themselves.

"Boss Qin is definitely the most awesome man I've ever seen in my life!" Cassie flattered.

"Of course." The big cat agreed.

Huozui and Pang Li looked at each other, raised their glasses and shouted, "You're right, cheers for the boss!" "Cheers for the mercenaries!"

"Come, come, eat meat and eat meat!" "Dip some pepper and salt, it tastes more delicious!"

Several people were eating happily when a loud noise suddenly came from outside, and the ground under their feet shook violently.

The four people's faces condensed, and at the same time they picked up their weapons and rushed out, thinking that the enemy had come here.

It was peaceful outside, and there was no sign of an enemy, as if the loud noise and vibration just now were just an illusion.

Just as everyone looked at each other and looked puzzled, the loud noise came again. The ground also vibrated, and the sound was extremely dull, as if it came from a distant place, neither like a cannonball nor a rocket or something.

"what sound?"

Just when everyone was puzzled, a rustling electric current suddenly came from the walkie-talkie, followed by a vague and urgent shout.

"Avalanche, it's an avalanche!"

"No, it's not here, it's in the depths of Nolan Snow Mountain!"

"With such a big movement, the scale of this avalanche is definitely not small!"

"The enemy seems to be retreating!"

"Oh my God, really retreat!" "Yeah!" "Hooray!"

Changes in the situation are only instantaneous.

The fierce battle led to a huge avalanche deep in the Nolan Snow Mountains. In the face of the mighty power of nature, human beings are extremely small.

In order to avoid the uncertainty caused by the avalanche, the cautious Lin Yuanzheng chose to retreat temporarily.