The light dispels the dark sunshine covers the earth, and the rolling red clouds in the distant sky churn like a sea of ​​blood. The once prosperous town is now in a mess, with broken walls and rubble.

The burning wood of the war rose up in the morning light, and the exhausted soldier leaned against the wall and clothes in his arms.

Mondo's helmet was lost in the fierce battle. His hair was scattered and his eyes were covered with bloodshot to patrol the defenses along the broken streets.

This was their third day of persistence in Luodian Town. After 10,000 Nanchuan soldiers fought in the previous two days, there were less than 3,000 survivors.

Looking at the wounds all over his body, Mengduo's heart felt like a knife was being stolen. These brave soldiers shouldn't have fallen like this. He was full of self-blame.

The Nanchuan soldiers were stained with blood in their sword armor and were not afraid at all in the face of the heavy siege. In the past two days, they have given the enemy a painful blow and annihilated a large number of enemy troops. The powerful enemy did not destroy the will of the soldiers, but pain and hunger were devouring these powerful soldiers.

"General Meng!" A soldier with his arm cut off saw Mondo patrolling and struggled to salute Mondo.

"Learn down quickly and recover from the wounds." Meng Duo stepped forward and stretched out his hand to let the soldier lie down again. Seeing the soldier's empty arms, he felt guilty.

The soldier raised his head and asked for battle: "General Meng, I can still fight, let me and my brothers kill the enemy together!"

"Well, I know you can still kill the enemy." Mengduo squatted down and said seriously: "But your current task is to recover from injuries. This is an order, do you know?"

Under Mondo's persuasion, he asked the warriors who went to the battlefield to lie down again, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

There were more than 2,000 soldiers in the entire wounded barracks. They were lying in simple houses, enduring huge pain, and they were covered in scars and gritted their teeth.

"Why don't you give medicine to the injured soldiers?" Mondo asked the military doctor.

The military doctor replied helplessly: "General Meng, there are too many wounded soldiers. The medicine we brought was used up on the first day. Now even the bandaged gauze is reused."

Mengduo sighed heavily, his heart full of powerlessness. None of them expected that they would be besieged by the enemy in the small Luodian Town, and now all supplies are in short supply.

"Tell the logistics department to give the wounded more food, so we can't let them just starve and wait for death." Mengdu said helplessly.

"As for orders, General." The quarconian officer followed the army and responded.

Mondo continued to lead people to patrol the defense line. The entire Luodian Town has now become a broken town. All the things that can be dismantled are used to build fortifications, and even the wooden boards are used to burn fire and cook.

Now Mengdo and his Nanchuan soldiers have fallen into a dead end. If there were no reinforcements, Luodian Town would be their place to bury them.

"General, general, someone robs the horse!" A soldier rushed from a distance and shouted at Mengduo.

When Mondo heard about robbing the horse, his first reaction was that someone wanted to defect. He pulled out the sword from his waist and said, "Go and go and have a look."

Meng Duojue did not allow anyone under his command to defect. This was not just a shame for him, but a shame for the entire Fourth Corps.

When Mondo rushed to the place where the horses were slammed with a large number of guards, the scene in front of him made Mondo unable to help but turn his head.

The soldiers with blood-filled eyes forced the guard away with swords. In the woe of the war horse, the sword slashed the horse's neck, and a large stream of hot blood gushed out. The hungry warriors rushed up like crazy and drank blood. The whole scene was bloody and crazy.

Dozens of war horses fell to the ground with a sneering cry, hundreds of warriors rushed up to bite the war horses and drank blood. They were too thirsty and heard the sound of gurgling blood. The guards behind Mengduo swallowed their saliva and licked their chapped lips with their tongues. If they hadn't been worried about Mengduo's presence, they would have rushed up.

Mondo stepped forward with a sword, and the guards behind him were also unsheathed with murderous intent.

The crazy soldiers discovered Mondo's arrival and also found the guard soldiers wearing strong and stalked sharps behind him. They stood up with their blood, facing Mondo, and lowered their proud heads that they had never lowered to the enemy.

War horses have always been treasures in the army. Apart from the scouts and the mounts of generals, there are almost no extra war horses. Now they have killed so many war horses, and they should be killed according to military rules!

Mengdo walked past the soldiers with a sword in his mouth with blood. His eyes flew past the soldiers with their heads down, feeling very uncomfortable. If he hadn't brought them into this desperate situation, how could they have taken the risk of drinking horse blood?

An officer rushed over and saw his own soldiers among them. He rushed up and punched and kicked: "Why did I tell you, you just don't listen. This is a war horse. Why do you want to kill the war horse? This is a serious crime of beheading!"

The officer cursed with great regret, and his voice became choked until the end. These were all iron-clad men who were not dead on the battlefield now, and perhaps they were going to die under the sword of their own people.

The officer turned around and knelt in front of Mengdu and begged, "General, I am not strict in the control of the emperor. Please go around one of these dogs and things. If you want to behead your head, chop my head!"

"Sir, we do things one by one, no matter what your business is, we are willing to be punished!"

"General, I will never be vague about killing and killing me, Liu Zhuang, but I have the last request, and I hope to die on the battlefield!"

Hundreds of soldiers who killed horses and drank blood knelt all over the ground. They already knew their mistakes and were willing to be punished. They did not have a coward.

The military discipline chief who came to surrendered to the silent Mengduo with his eyes asking for help. Although he had always been selfless, he could not bear to kill him now. After all, it was too cruel and he was all his brothers.

Mondo ignored the soldiers kneeling all over the ground and walked to the innermost part of the stable with blood all over the ground. There was a dark horse with a divine horse, which was Mondo's mount.

Mengdo stroked the dark horse, which seemed to have spirituality and stretched out his head and rubbed Mondo's head, "Old guy, I will feel wronged today." Mengdo stroked his beloved war horse, like parting, reluctant to part, and said love words.

"Get the basin--" Mengdo ordered the guards.

Everyone had guessed what Mondo wanted to do, and the guard officer cried and asked, "General, Dahei has been with you for two years, please keep him--"

"Get the basin!" Mengduo shouted loudly.

Faced with Mondo's insistence, the guard officer almost cried and sent a wooden basin to Mondo.

"Farewell, my friend!"

"Puff!" The sword light flashed, the war horse screamed, and its huge body fell to the ground with a loud bang, and a large stream of blood gushed out. Mengdu turned around, with the corners of his eyes moist.

"Kill all the war horses to quench the thirst of the soldiers!" Mengduo ordered with sobs.

All the war horses were bleeding, and all the soldiers drank a sip of horse blood, moistening their chapped lips.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" The enemy's war drum sounded, and the soldiers broke the blood-stained porcelain bowl in their hands. The eyes were filled with beast-like fierce light, and they followed Mengdu with murderous intent, preparing to face their last battle! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!