A few hours after the dam was destroyed, the German armored troops began to advance downstream along the Seine River. The river water that had just roared like a dragon began to calm down. The artificial flood vented all its strength and drained the tyrannical and unruly temper of the Seine River. At this time, the Seine River was no longer surging, and the river surface was as quiet as a noble princess, graceful and beautiful, which was heart-wrenching.

However, the flood just now left traces of destruction. Walking downstream along the river, there were desolate scenes of being washed and destroyed along the way. Most of the trees planted along the river and houses built were pushed. Some small bridges and docks were washed into pieces. All kinds of fragments covered the water surface, and continued to move along the river flowing downwards.

Everything in front of the world is nothing to the Germans. What they want is victory, and any way to pursue victory is allowed and should be done. This flood can destroy the US military in front of you and allow them to easily occupy the city of Rouen. This is a good thing. At that time, cruel battles will not happen again, and the chances of survival will be higher. Why not do it? Anyway, in the war, either you die or I live, or living is the winner.

"Marrior Gesyun, Rouen City is ahead. It seems that the Americans are all finished," Black Jack used a telescope to observe the situation ahead and reported the situation to Marsrior Gesyun in a thrilling manner. His side will usher in another brilliant victory, so that he won without a single shot and an ammunition, which made Black Jack very excited.

Jinda looked at the city of Rouen, which was gradually showing a face in the distance, showed a treacherous smile, and snorted coldly, "These Americans want to fight with me, go and find Laojun to practice for a hundred and eighty years before talking about it! Don't look at who I am. It's not that I brag, I can make Roosevelt kneel down with a glancing. I sneeze and let Churchill be my godson. I blink my eyes, Stalin had to commit suicide. I waved my hand and the Japanese emperor had to add my slippers."

While happy, Marshal Ge Siyun's old habit of bragging began again. However, he did have the capital of arrogance. He once again created a miracle in the history of war. He turned the situation that was not conducive to him. He was worthy of his illegitimate son of God and the nickname of the goddess of luck. His ability to turn decay into magic has reached its limit here. His ghost idea once again allowed the Germans to regain the lost initiative. With him, it is difficult for Germany to lose the war.

"Marson Gerthyun, should we go directly to the city, or should we observe the situation before entering the city?" General Jack pointed to the city of Rouen, and asked again.

Kaneda smiled slightly, "General Jack, are you still worried about the defense of the Americans? Under such a big flood, the Americans must have become chickens and dogs. Even their lives are hard to protect, and it is impossible to organize defense. Let the soldiers' brothers move forward boldly and quickly occupy the city of Rouen to complete our pre-fighting purpose and completely cut off the retreat of the Allies."

"Yes! Marshal Ge Siyun."

Half an hour later, the Germans entered the city of Rouen, which was washed away by the flood countless times. The city suffered heavy losses and was devastated by the attack of the flood peak. The streets were in a mess, with a wet smell filled the air. The overturned tanks, armored vehicles and self-propelled artillery. Motorcycles, cars, and cars that were washed away were scattered on the road where the tide receded.

When you see, you will see the swollen corpses soaked in the water and lie irregularly in every corner of the city. The eyes of these dead people did not close, and their unwilling eyes were telling their miserable experience before their death. The eyes that remained on the eyes seemed to pierce into the depths of your soul, making you unable to sleep or eat, and allowing you to have nightmares for the rest of your life.

This originally picturesque city of Rouen was filled with death and piled up by corpses, and has become an absolute ghost town. It seems that time has returned to the era of great plague in the Middle Ages in Europe, the era when humans passed away. This place will always be left with the whine of the unjust dead, and the river water here will also record this most terrifying scene. I don’t know if the French will drink the water from the Seine in the future. At least, I dare not drink it.

Jintian stomped in the city of Rouen, and under the protection of a group of fully armed soldiers, he went to the street to inspect.

As soon as the Germans entered the city, they began to clean the battlefield. The German soldiers who had already adapted to the blood of the battlefield and had already adapted to the death. They skillfully piled up the bodies together and then dragged them away with trucks. The spoiled scattered in the city became the favorite of the Germans. The flood did not push heavy tanks, self-propelled artillery, and armored vehicles far away. Most of these advanced weapons can still be used normally. As long as they were repaired slightly, it would be a weapon to kill people.

Moreover, the ammunition depot in the city was completely preserved during the flood. The various tank shells accumulated inside made the Germans' eyes bright. It also made the Germans sigh at the strength of the Americans' logistics. It was necessary to be careful when fighting such a country. No wonder Japan was defeated so miserably. Unfortunately, these things fell into the hands of the Germans, and they would slaughter their original owners in the future.

Jintian looked at everything in front of him coldly, and his despised eyes revealed a deep hatred for the Americans. These Americans deserve to die, they are all a group of beasts. If they don’t kill them, these soldiers will likely massacre their ancestors in the Korean War eight years later. There is no need to be too much pity for these people who always bully others with big sticks. Killing is the best choice.

"Marrior Gesyun, Marshal Gesyun" Black Jack ran to Jinda and said happily, "Marrior Gesyun, we captured US Army Lieutenant General Bradley and a US Army colonel. These two guys hid in a 5-meter-high tree and could not come down. They happened to be captured by us."

"Oh! I caught a US lieutenant general, it's great, another lieutenant general. It seems that if I go to buy a lottery, I will definitely win the prize." Kitani Kindai raised his sword eyebrows and a bright smile, and inadvertently showed it on his face. "I also received a report from Obestin this morning, and he caught Lieutenant General Patton. We have also captured a Lieutenant General Bradley. Now, the most brave commander among the US generals has fallen into our hands. Now, let's see how Eisenhower will fight with us. I want to completely destroy millions of allies. I want them to be wiped out. I want the Americans to cry and shout and negotiate with us."

Kimda expressed his bold words in his heart, paused, and then asked, "Are you just caught these two captives? Have the three American soldiers of the armored divisions all died?"

Black Jack said seriously, "Martyr Gesyun, there are very few prisoners. Perhaps the surviving Americans knew that we were coming and had already escaped. This Bradley climbed too high and after the water receded, he could not get down the tree, so he became our prisoner."

"I understand, you're right." Jinda nodded, and after the trick succeeded, he hung a sign-like smile on his face. "Transfer my orders to make the soldiers ready for defense. Generate power to Obestan, and ask him to lead the troops to meet with me quickly to complete the strategic encirclement of the Allies. The Air Force sent a telegram, ordering all fighter units not to rest in the past few days, and to fight for my life, and to cut off the Allies' air supplies at all costs. I want to starve the Allies to death, trap the Allies, and then launch a general attack to solve the Western Front once and for all."

"Yes! Marshal Gesyun." Black Jack turned and left.

"Wait" Jintian thought of something again and called Black Jack. "I'll send telegrams to missile experts Dr. Enberg and Dr. Braun, so that they can use all V1 and V2 missiles to attack Allied targets in Belgium and shoot all missiles out. I must not be polite to the Americans. I want to completely cross the Allied fighting spirit physically and spiritually."

"Yes! Marshal Ge Siyun."

After Jintian issued the order, he looked at the sky arrogantly. Now it has entered dusk. The sun that was still red has set, and the faint sunset light is like an undespicable virgin, gently caressing the dead earth. The thrilling crescent moon rises from the east and shyly enters the sky. Waiting for the sun to leave, then officially debut.

The cruel day came to an end slowly and ended completely.

But for the Allies, this day was unforgettable. Tens of thousands of American soldiers were flooded in an instant. The three most elite armored divisions also disappeared in an instant. In addition to the armored troops lost in the battle some time ago, the Americans sadly discovered that they had brought European armored troops, and there were few left. The Germans' advantages on the ground were more obvious and unshakable.

The Allies can only rely on the British armored forces to continue to entangle with the Germans. However, what is worthy of the Allies' gratitude is that their air force has an advantage, and their navy is invincible.

When the news that the three armored divisions led by Bradley were washed away by the flood reached the Supreme General Command of the Allied Forces. It was like dropping a heavy bomb, and the underwater fired from the cauldron broke through the Allied will to fight. All Americans and British people opened their mouths even bigger than toads. Everyone could not believe that all this was true, and they didn't believe it.

After Eisenhower, the Supreme Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces, got this situation, immediately convened all the senior generals who could be found and held a meeting to discuss how to overcome the current dilemma.

After glanced at the generals in front of him, Eisenhower found that there were a few more people missing. Patton was captured and Bradley was missing. Is the Allies going to fail? Has the entire Allies reached a desperate situation? No,,,, there must be a way. The great Allies are the army of justice and will not fail.

Thinking of this, Eisenhower cheered up, cried with a big face, and said sadly, "I believe everyone knows the situation on the front line. What should we do now? Our inland supplies have been completely cut off. There are not many supplies left. Not long after, we will have no food to eat and no Coca-Cola to drink. Now we work together to overcome the difficulties together."

The generals were speechless, and they didn't know what to say. It was really unexpected that the situation of the war had developed to this point. It seemed that a cooked duck suddenly flapped its wings and flew.

After a long time, British Admiral Ramsey slowly expressed his opinion, "General Eisenhower, I think we can only retreat. At present, Dunker and Calais are still under our control. At sea, we are even more invincible maritime overlords. We can do another Dunker retreat like a few years ago and transport the troops back to England from sea."

"I object," U.S. Rear Admiral Kirk stood up to object, "General Eisenhower, the last time Dunker retreated. Britain used his strength to withdraw only 200,000 people. But now, we have millions of combat troops and non-combat troops in France and Belgium. How to withdraw, it is impossible to withdraw as many troops in a short time."

"What do you think of? Our supply line has been broken. The existing port is too small to support the supply of the army. And the Germans will definitely come to bomb. At that time, our supply will be even less. Do you want us to wait for death?" Ramsey stared at Kirk coldly, and his disdainful expression was revealed on his face.

"Okay, stop arguing, stop arguing, everyone knows how to argue, quarrel, quarrel, everyone is like a woman, quarrels, quarrels," Eisenhower couldn't control his bad mood in his heart, roared and angry, and shouted to the evil dog, "Our great Allies have reached the most dangerous moment. I'll bring you here to make everyone come up with a plan to defeat the enemy, not to ask you to quarrel. You are all calmed down by me, don't quarrel anymore."

"Yes! General Eisenhower" Ramsey and Kirk stared at each other, snorting coldly and not speaking anymore.

For a moment, the room was filled with a strong smell of fire and an awkward atmosphere.

Eisenhower scratched his scalp, and pulled off a few white hairs. But Eisenhower was no longer in the mood to care about his hair problems at this time, and said in disappointment, "General Ramsey's opinion makes sense, but General Kirk is right. We cannot withdraw all the troops in a short time. If some troops cannot retreat smoothly, the Mao Nest cannot take on this responsibility. Moreover, we cannot withdraw. This time, in order to attack Europe, we have used a total of 288 troops in the sea, land and air. We have invested funds and countless supplies. So far, there have been hundreds of thousands of soldiers injured and injured. We have fled back like this, how can we meet the expectations of the people of the whole country and the soldiers under the surfing surfing the lunar calendar"-

Brothers, I recommend his new book "The Tomb of Gods" for my good friend Dongdong. This is a great man. Let's go and have a look! He is a master of fantasy writing!

By the way, help him copy the first chapter.

Through the vast universe, the mysterious yellow of heaven and earth are condensed... Even if you get rid of the six realms of reincarnation, you can't escape the turmoil of heaven and earth...

The Gods and Demons Cemetery is located in the middle of the Tianyuan Continent. In addition to the strongest man in history and the top cultivators among the aliens, the entire cemetery is buried with an ancient god or demon in every other tomb. This is a resting place for gods and demons.

The cemetery is full of green grass and fragrant flowers. If there is no such large forest of steles, it would not be an exaggeration to call it a garden. The outside of the cemetery is tall snow maple trees, but the cemetery of Gods and Demons is unique, and it is said that it is transformed by the spiritual energy of the gods and demons that have passed away.

The green branches and leaves of the snow maple trees are lush and swaying gently with the breeze, as if recalling the glory of the past. The snow-white petals are flawless and are floating in the air like snowflakes. These are the tears of the gods, as if telling the sadness of the past.

The day and night of the cemetery have completely opposite scenes.

During the day, the fairy atmosphere is filled with mist, and the holy light spreads every inch of the land of the cemetery. You can see various gods transformed from the immortal powerful divine thoughts of ancient gods and demons, and you can even see Western angels dancing and hear the singing of Eastern fairies. The entire cemetery is in a sacred atmosphere.

If this is a paradise for gods during the day, then this is a paradise for demons at night.

Whenever the sun sets and night falls, the dark demonic energy begins to surge out of the cemetery, the stars and moons are lost, and the heaven and earth are dismal. At this time, you can see the legendary illusion of evil gods, the demonic figures are raging in the cemetery, and you can hear the shrill howl of the ancient evil spirits with numb scalp.

The sacred and terrifying gods and demons cemetery is a holy garden where Western practitioners worship together. During the day, people can often be seen coming to pay tribute. Even at night, some special practitioners can be seen coming to mourn, such as: the corpse-driver in the east, the undead magician in the west...

The cemetery is the most peaceful at sunset, and the entire cemetery is quiet without a trace of sound.

It was another sunset, and it was time for gods and demons to alternate. The afterglow of the sunset made the gods and demons’ cemetery solemn and a little weird.

Every tomb of gods and demons has been carefully taken care of, and each tomb is filled with flowers.

Next to the tall tombs of gods and demons is a low small tomb. The small tomb is not eye-catching, without tombstones or flowers, and a simple small earth bun is almost flush with the ground. As time goes by and the erosion of wind and rain, this nameless tomb has been forgotten in the corner.

In the sunset, the tombs of gods and demons appear taller, while the nameless tomb seems even more inconspicuous. However, at this moment, the low tomb changed abnormally. The tomb slowly cracked, and the soil on the top of the tomb began to roll down.

A pale palm stretched out from the grave, followed by the other one. Both hands clamped the edge of the grave with force. A young man with a confused face slowly climbed up from the grave. His long and messy hair was covered with soil, and his broken clothes were tightly stuck to his body. Apart from his extremely pale face, the young man looked very ordinary, and he was the kind of character that would never be noticed in the crowd.

"Where is this place? How could I be here?" the young man murmured to himself, looking at the tombs in front of him, his expression became even more confused.

Suddenly he was deeply attracted by the inscription of a tomb next to him. At this time, if someone saw a young man concentrate on looking at the ancient words on the tombstone, he would be shocked, because even the old scholars of the Ancient Culture Research Alliance could only shake their heads and sigh.

The moment I read the inscription, the young man's expression changed drastically and exclaimed: "Oriental Martial God Fights the Tomb of Wuji, is this...is this...is this true? Is this really the legendary figure who traversed the three realms and six paths, and was in power? Could it be... the gods can't escape death?"

Another tall tomb next to him shocked him again, "Tomb of the Western God of War Caesar, Caesar? Could it be the Western Lord wearing golden armor and holding a golden holy sword?"

He seemed to have thought of something, turned around and looked out, tall tombs of gods and demons standing in the sunset, which looked particularly eye-catching.

"The tomb of the Peony Fairy who cultivates the East, the tomb of the Western Goddess of Wisdom Nasi, the tomb of the Eastern Martial Immortal Li Changfeng, the tomb of the Eastern Demon Cultivator Ao Cangtian, the tomb of the Western Demon King Lucifer..."

"Oh my God! What's wrong with this world? Could it be... all the gods of the past have died, and they are all buried here?" The young man's expression changed terriblely, and an incredible look appeared on his face.

"But... how were the gods from the Eastern Immortal Immortal Continent and the Western Magic Continent buried together?"

Suddenly, the young man noticed the small grave under his feet, and he was stunned. Cold sweat soaked his broken clothes, and he felt cold all over like falling into an ice cellar.

"I...I crawled out of the grave..." He had no eyes and was stunned. His soul seemed to have been pulled away from his body. He fell to the ground weakly.

"I am Chen Nan, I have... died, but... I am resurrected..."

After a long time, Chen Nan's hollow eyes gradually became a little angry, and finally he showed a look of shock: "Oh my God! What's wrong! Since I'm dead, why did I crawl out of the grave again?!"

"Does God let me, a useless person, continue that mediocre life?" After being shocked, Chen Nan's face was not only confused, but more painful. He closed his eyes and hugged his head with both hands.

He clearly remembered that he had been defeated and died in a duel, but at this moment...

The past scenes came to his heart, the past, the disappearing, the eternal... left too many regrets in his heart!

The world is still vast, and the flowers and plants are still fragrant, but his heart is empty and there is no trace of it.

It took a long time before Chen Nan slowly got up from the ground. His eyes began to wander in the cemetery. Finally, he finally confirmed that this was a tomb group of gods and demons. After being shocked, he gradually calmed down.

"The hardest golden steel rock tombstones have been clearly carved with the vicissitudes of time. It probably takes thousands of years, and the world has changed, and thousands of years have passed by, hehe... a dream for the eternal period!" Chen Nan sighed.

Looking at the forest-like tombstone, his heart was filled with doubts.

"The tomb of Xiao Zhen, the tomb of the three-headed demon dragon, the tomb of the martial saint Liang Feng, the curtain of the power of the god knight, the curtain of the power of the god knight... It seems that in addition to gods and demons, there are also some strong people among humans and the few alien cultivators buried here."

"What happened ten thousand years ago? Why did the gods and demons who claimed to be immortal died? Why were the gods and gods in the Immortal Immortal Continent and the Magic Continent buried together? Why were I buried here?"

The breeze gently blew past, shattering his dirty long hair and his lonely heart.

Chen Nan shouted to the sky: "Who can tell me what happened?"

No one answered him.

The tall snow maple trees in the distance fell from the petals of the sky, and they all scattered in the air. The fallen flowers were like tears, and the deceased gods were crying!—
Chapter completed!