On the hillside, a team of nearly one hundred soldiers of the Sun Dynasty walked towards them nervously.
This was a mountainous area, and the mountain path below was very narrow. Both sides of the path were covered with bushes and rocks that protruded from the mountain. Therefore, even if the group of soldiers wanted to pass through this area as fast as possible, they couldn't move fast for more than a hundred people.
It was already the twelfth day since the Iron-Blood Camp had carried out the "Friction Task" in this mountainous area. In the first week, according to the battle statistics of the Iron-Blood Camp, Zhang Tie had already won the title of "Hundred People Killer". In the army, this title was an honor, an honor that was gifted to real warriors. However, Zhang Tie didn't like this honor, nor did he like being called "Hundred People Killer".
In Zhang Tie's opinion, he was forced to kill people on the battlefield. As a small figure, he was unable to change the will of the two big countries in Kalur region. Because he wanted to survive, because he wanted to keep these people on his side alive, he killed people. Although they were enemies, he had no hatred with these soldiers of the Brilliant Feathers. In the friction between the two countries, they were just some small, trivial spare parts, tools, and iron filings...
Perhaps some people deserved to die, such as that bastard who had been dismembered by the five horses of the Iron-Blood Camp on the first day. However, for most people, even if they were from the Sun Dynasty, Zhang Tie felt that most of them were no different from himself and his friends in Blackhot City. They were all insignificant people who were raised by their parents.
As a human, killing people was a helpless and pathetic thing, and taking pride in helplessness was almost pathetic.
This kind of understanding might be a little too soft-hearted, especially in the military, where it was even more difficult to get people to agree. However, Zhang Tie really didn't think that the title of "Hundred People Killer" was something to be proud of. He only felt that it was a bit harsh. If he had to choose a title that could make him proud, he would prefer it to be the number of women he had conquered in bed instead of the number of men he had killed on the battlefield.
One could bring people happiness, one could bring people pain, one could bring people new life, one could bring people death. Zhang Tie would rather choose the former.
Including those cute girls of Rose Association, Pandora, and Beverly, Zhang Tie was only 16 people away from the title of "Killing 100 Enemies", which he was proud of. This was something that he dared not even think about before, and it was something that he could be proud of when he was alone.
Killing people, killing ordinary people who did not have much ability to resist in front of him. In Zhang Tie's opinion, there was nothing to be proud of.
Zhang Tie had heard a saying at school. It was said that for a long period before the Catastrophe, at least over 2,000 years, humans were actually ruled by demons disguised as humans. When demons ruled humans, humans' values were distorted. Many people saw ugly as beautiful, and wrong as right. One person killed another, and a group of people killed another group of people. A profession kills a person of another profession, a person of one skin color kills a person of another skin color, a country kills a person of another country, a faith kills a person of another faith. It has become a regular occurrence on this planet.
It was the Demon Clan that made humans learn the heart of separation. When humans were born, they learned to distinguish by language, word, skin color, blood relationship, belief, country, wealth, education level, appearance, hobbies, social status, moral standard, likes and dislikes, even food... Everything was distinguished. After that, these people learned to hate each other, to kill each other, and to destroy the things that were different from them. Everyone was marked with countless labels from the moment they were born. These labels taught them to kill people according to the categories of the labels when they grew up. Everyone was trapped in an isolated island of their soul by these discriminating hearts, turning them into the highest level beasts.
When demons instigated humans to kill each other, humans behaved out of the most beautiful emotion and joy of love, which could allow humans to continue, such as love between men and women, which was twisted into something shameless and obscene.
When demons instigated humans to kill each other, love between men and women was distorted into something shameless and obscene. Loving someone and expressing that love becomes a cause of shame, blame, and humiliation.
After being imprisoned for thousands of years, the flower of love that sprouted in the hearts of human beings gradually withered as if it was locked in a dark room. Many people could no longer learn to express their love in the way they loved someone. Instead, they learned to vent their love through violence, hypocrisy, and deception. People turned love into hurt, greed, and fear. Even today, human beings could not remember how to express the best side of their humanity with pure love and joy.
Zhang Tie always thought that if all the men were ashamed of killing and hurting others and proud of making a woman happy, would this world be a bit better than it is now?
There might be no answer to this question. Zhang Tie felt that if he could choose, he would rather be a man in the minority than a man who was proud of killing people.
Because Zhang Tie didn't like being called Second Lieutenant of 100 Men Killer, he was still called Second Lieutenant Mummy in the Iron-Blood Camp. At this moment, Second Lieutenant Mummy had already become famous in the Iron-Blood Camp of No. 39 Division. Because of Zhang Tie's great military exploits, Second Lieutenant Mummy gradually derived another meaning that Zhang Tie didn't like — — as long as his enemies were seen by Zhang Tie, they would soon become mummies.
Even Battalion Commander Reinhardt was full of praise for Second Lieutenant Mummy's spear throwing skills. He said that very few people below LV 8 could survive the spear throwing skills of Second Lieutenant Mummy within 100 steps if Zhang Tie targeted them and let Zhang Tie launch an attack first. The fact also proved that all the LV 6 and LV 7 platoon officers of the Brilliant Feathers Troop that Zhang Tie had met these days, as long as Zhang Tie threw his spears at them, none of them could survive.
Because they had to stay in this mountainous area alone for two weeks, the cunning Major Guderian had chosen a very difficult place for the Iron-Blood Camp to move in. It was impossible for too many troops to gather there. Major Guderian said that the first benefit of choosing such a place was that the Iron-Blood Camp would not be surrounded by the enemy's superior forces. The second benefit was that the Iron-Blood Camp, which was isolated, could not be surrounded by the enemy's superior forces. The second benefit was that the Iron-Blood Camp could be more flexible and could exert the wolf pack tactic of the Iron-Blood Camp to the extreme. In a word, too many people could not enter this region. Additionally, the troops that could enter this region were not able to defeat the Iron-Blood Camp.
Zhang Tie estimated that the moguls of the corps headquarters might have guessed that the Iron-Blood Camp would adopt this tactic. Therefore, the moment the Iron-Blood Camp got off the train, they had ordered them to leave the Iron-Blood Camp in this barren land without any supplies. Perhaps those military officers also knew that if they left a pack of wolves in the wild, they would find food by themselves.
In the past few days, Zhang Tie learned all the knowledge about war from everyone in the Iron-Blood Camp...
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At this moment, under Zhang Tie's eyes... It seemed that a team of delicious "lunch" was being delivered to his door. After ambushing in the grass for a whole morning, the sudden appearance of a team of soldiers of the Sun Dynasty made everybody spirited.
"Head, do we do it?" The two squad leaders on the side had already stealthily moved closer. At this moment, all the soldiers of the 3rd Platoon, 5th Company of the Iron-Blood Camp of No. 39 Division no longer called Zhang Tie as "officer" or "platoon leader", which sounded a bit awkward. Instead, they all called Zhang Tie "head".
Zhang Tie slightly narrowed his eyes and observed the team below. Given its appearance, it was no different from the other teams that Zhang Tie and the others had met these days. There was no problem with the number of people. Over one hundred people were about the size of a company of the Sun Dynasty. According to the experience of the past few days, Zhang Tie and the nearly 50 soldiers of the Iron-Blood Camp could kill them all in a few minutes. However, for some reason, when he saw that team today, Zhang Tie faintly felt restless. Why did he feel restless? Zhang Tie couldn't explain it.
Because of that restless feeling, Zhang Tie wanted to let these people go. However, even he couldn't find a reason to do so, nor could he explain it.
Was it really because he was a bit soft-hearted? Zhang Tie asked himself.
Nobody in the 3rd Platoon moved. They were all waiting for Zhang Tie to make a move. These days, everybody knew that if the Second Lieutenant Mummy wanted to eat these people, the javelin he threw out would be the signal for everybody to attack. Therefore, before the Second Lieutenant Mummy made a move, nobody in the 3rd Platoon dared to make a move.
Seeing that these people were about to leave the attacking circle of the 3rd Platoon, Zhang Tie confirmed that there was no ambush nearby. Then, he gritted his teeth and threw away all thoughts that had nothing to do with the war.
This was also a method that Zhang Tie had learned to solve problems in the Iron-Blood Camp these days — on the battlefield, you would never know the answer to all the doubts and doubts if you didn't chop them down.
Actions were always more persuasive than questions.
The moment Zhang Tie made a move, the chest of a chief officer of that troop was pierced by a javelin, causing him to shriek miserably.
This was a signal!
Immediately after that, the people in the 3rd Platoon who were equipped with light crossbows shot down, causing the people on the road to fall down.
Zhang Tie was the first to jump up and rush down. After shooting another round of bolts, the other members of the 3rd Platoon also rushed down.
The moment he rushed down, Zhang Tie continuously threw out javelins from the javelin container on his back. The remaining three military officers of the troop of over 100 people didn't even have a chance to respond before they were all hit by Zhang Tie's javelins. As for the other javelins, Zhang Tie didn't even glance at them before they all pierced through the tallest and sturdiest guys in the troop.
After all the backbones and military officers were killed by Zhang Tie, the troop immediately collapsed.
"Kill!" Zhang Tie was like a ferocious tiger that had just been released from the cage. He was the first to rush into the crowd of that troop. Zhang Tie instantly calmed down, showing neither joy nor anger, sorrow nor fear.
Killing people was not honorable, but it was what he had to do with his current clothes.
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Zhang Tie didn't hold that huge sword weighing over 300 kg anymore. He had put it in the foothold of the Iron-Blood Camp. If he moved in this mountainous area with that huge sword on his back, it would be really stupid.
What Zhang Tie was holding now was also a sword, a relatively lighter double-handed sword weighing over 70 kg. This double-handed sword was a personal booty that Zhang Tie had obtained these days. It came from a LV 7 military officer of the Sun Dynasty. This sword was of very fine quality. Its fish-scale-like body and mirror-like snow-white blade looked very textured. On the hilt of this double-handed sword was the image of a pair of female angels who were praying back to back. The wings of the female angels were the sword guard. From the perspective of craftsmanship, this sword was much better than that "Man-proof" which only focused on weight and visual effect.
The double-handed sword weighing over 70 kg was only 1/5 of that of that huge sword. Holding it in one hand, Zhang Tie felt like holding a small wooden stick. It was really too easy. When he casually waved it, the sword blade would cut through the air at a high speed, causing shrill shrieks like ghosts' wails and wolves' howls...
Zhang Tie named this sword "Women's Excellence", which was ridiculed by all the members of the Iron-Blood Camp and was a bit f * cked up in the eyes of some people.
Although this sword was used to kill people, Zhang Tie only wanted to use it to remind himself that it was far more noble to let a man die quickly than to let a woman live quickly.
Killing people was not a great thing, but Zhang Tie didn't hesitate to use this sword to kill people.
Although this huge sword was a bit smaller than the huge sword, in Zhang Tie's hand, it was even more powerful than the huge sword.
The second thing that "Women's Excellence" reminded Zhang Tie was that the most powerful weapon was the most suitable one. For Zhang Tie, that huge sword was really a bit strenuous.
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Zhang Tie, who was the first to rush into the crowd, waved his huge sword, sending four heads flying into the air. The next time he waved his huge sword, Zhang Tie's great strength endowed the huge sword with a terrifying cutting force. Several long spears were easily cut off by Zhang Tie like chopsticks. Zhang Tie rapidly rushed forward and waved his huge sword once again, causing some soldiers of the Sun Dynasty to spurt out blood and fall back.
Under the terrified eyes of a soldier, Zhang Tie crashed into his bosom like a violent bear. With a terrifying sound of broken bones, that soldier was directly hit and rolled down the mountain.
Zhang Tie stabbed out his huge sword once again, piercing through two soldiers of the Sun Dynasty at once. Using the two soldiers of the Sun Dynasty as a shield, Zhang Tie strung the two soldiers on his sword and dashed towards the most crowded place. On the narrow mountain road, over 20 people were knocked over by Zhang Tie. Many of them even rolled down the mountain road while screaming miserably...
The soldiers of Third Platoon moved only a few seconds later than Zhang Tie. In these few seconds, Zhang Tie, who was the first to rush into the enemy's formation, had already killed a great number of soldiers of the Sun Dynasty. Including those who had been killed by his javelins, 1/5 of the soldiers of the Sun Dynasty had been killed by their leader in a split second. Following such a brave officer, the soldiers of Third Platoon all became spirited, while the soldiers of the Sun Dynasty were scared witless...
"Kill..." After a furious roar, another 50-odd fierce tigers rushed into the chaotic troop. In a split second, saber lights flashed and miserable screams could be heard one after another on the mountain road...
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