The endless darkness faded, and the rays of blood were bathed in the Tielan Pass Fortress. In addition to sporadic battles, most of the fortresses had already ended their battles.

The soldiers of the Fourth Army of the Far Eastern Uprising Army continued to flow into the fortress. The blue battle flag in the vast sea was cut off and left behind. The gray battle flag of the Far Eastern Uprising Army flew towards the sunset. After paying a heavy price, the Far Eastern Uprising Army gained control of the fortress.

Mu Xue, the chief of staff of the rebel army, was covered with ink armor, and slowly rode his horse through the corridor of the city gate, entering this majestic fortress that had lasted for a hundred years, surrounded by dozens of generals.

The strong smell of blood came towards Ning people, and the sticky blood on the street had solidified. The soldiers of the Far Eastern Uprising Army were cleaning up the corpses in small hills on the street, densely packed, layered and intertwined corpses swore the tragic battle last night.

"Chief of the Staff!"

"Chief of the Staff!"

The blood-filled soldiers of the rebel army saw Mu Xue entering the city surrounded by warriors. They immediately stopped their work and stood attentive to salute Mu Xue.

The soldiers' blood-stained faces were full of excitement. They followed Mu Xue to win the battle again and seized the Tielan Pass fortress guarded by Hanhai. They were full of respect for the commander Mu Xue from the bottom of their hearts.

Mu Xue looked at these scarred young men. His mood was not happy with the huge victory, but instead seemed a little heavy. If there was no war, they would definitely be good sons and good husbands, but now they have to fight for their own survival and future.

The dark and brutal rule of the sons of the Hanhai Empire in the Far East made thousands of wives and children separated, and countless people became dead bones on the roadside. The originally prosperous and prosperous Far East became thousands of miles of red wilderness and deserted in just one or two years, and all this was caused by the greedy and cruel Hanhai people.

Mu Xue walked up the fortress stairs, and the gurgling blood stained his combat boots red. The dead Far East soldiers and Hanhai soldiers on the city walls crowded with people, making people have nowhere to take their feet. The fearlessness of Hanhai people made Mu Xue once again have a deep understanding.

This is a brutal and warlike nation, with violent genes in their bones, and plundering and killing have become their beliefs. It is so difficult for them to win such a powerful nation.

"General," Yang Jindou, the commander of the Dead Soldiers' Flag Regiment, was brought out by Mu Xue from the Nanchuan Army. At this moment, he was lying on a stretcher, covered in scars. A man with iron bones couldn't help but shed tears when he saw Mu Xue.

"General, brothers from our flag group..." Yang Jindou choked up as he spoke.

More than 10,000 people from the Dead Soldiers' Flag Regiment fought desperately with the Hanhai army near the city gate for the subsequent troops to enter the city gate. Faced with the siege of tens of thousands of Hanhai troops, they always firmly guarded the city gate and opened an attack channel for the subsequent troops.

There were less than 900 survivors of more than 10,000 people in the Dead Soldiers' Flag Regiment, and they also caused huge damage to the Hanhai army. In the frontal fierce battle, at least more than 15,000 Hanhai soldiers died under their swords, which greatly hit the living power of the Hanhai people and laid the foundation for the victory of the subsequent troops.

Most of the Far Eastern Uprising Army were composed of farmers, hunters, and vendors, who had been ordinary urban residents. They had only been planning to join the army for several months. They had not undergone regular military training and had good logistics supplies. Faced with the well-trained and battle-produced Hanhai Army, they could only win by relying on human sea tactics, and often suffered heavy casualties.

In the frontal battle with the Hanhai army, almost every three to five Far Eastern Uprising soldiers were lost to kill one Hanhai soldier. The proportion of casualties was terrifying, but there was nothing to do about it.

However, in the fierce battle near the city gate last night, the Death Soldiers Flag Regiment withstood several times the attack of the elite Hanhai, and killed more casualties than their own. This was the first time that the casualties in the Far Eastern Uprising Army were proportional to the first time.

"The brothers of the Dead Warrior Flag Group are all good! They did not embarrass our Far Eastern Uprising Army!" Mu Xue looked at the layers of corpses piled up on the city walls and loudly praised the achievements of the Dead Warrior Flag Group.

"Go down and recover and cheer up! The Dead Warrior Flag Regiment is still the pride of our Fourth Army, and you are still the first-class ace flag Regiment!" Mu Xue comforted Yang Jindou, who was seriously injured.

Yang Jindou looked sad: "General, we only have hundreds of wounded soldiers left in our Dead Soldiers' Flag Group. Can we really become ace flag group..."

Mu Xue shouted: "Don't say that you still have hundreds of wounded people, even if there is only one person left, this flag will not fall! The Dead Warrior Flag Regiment will stand up again! Become the pride of our Fourth Army again!"

Yang Jindou was inspired by Mu Xue, wiped away his tears, and nodded heavily: "Our Death Soldiers Flag Team Battle Flag will not fall! We will stand up again!"

"Please take it down and recover from the wound." Mu Xue gave instructions to the soldiers, and the seriously injured Yang Jindou was carried down.

Seeing that the ace flag regiment under his command were fighting in one battle, Mu Xue was also in a heavy mood, but they had to turn grief into strength and cheer up. Although they captured the fortress, the Hanhai people still had a large number of troops in the Far East.

In addition to the Far East, there are also an astonishing number of troops in the Hanhai Empire. If they cannot completely defeat the Hanhai Empire, then there will be no peace in the Far East. The people will never live a quiet and peaceful life like before. Their road to resistance is still a long way to go.

"Are there still people from Hanhai who are resisting?" Mu Xue heard a shout of killing in the distance, and turned to ask the general behind him.

The general replied: "Report to the Chief of Staff, and hundreds of people from the Hanhai have hid in the tower, and we are stepping up the attack!"

Mu Xue looked along the shouting and killing sounds. On the dozens of meters high tower built with huge stones, the blood-filled soldiers of the Hanhai were still resisting desperately. The uprising soldiers who rushed up the stairs kept rolling down and could not attack.

"Let them surrender." Mu Xue knew that enough blood had flowed today. If they wanted to attack the tower, they would at least have to pay countless soldiers' lives. He was unwilling to die in vain.

A general quickly left, withdrew the soldiers of the Far Eastern Uprising Army who were attacking the tower, and shouted to the top: "Our chief of staff, merciful, spare your life, put down your weapons and surrender, and you can spare your life!"

Above the tower, the commander of the Hanhai Brigade Gao Yang was disheveling his head and radiating his heroic power no longer as before. Looking down at the fortress, there were no living Hanhai soldiers in the fortress, all of whom were occupied by the Far East Uprising Army. His face was full of grief and anger.

Seeing the hundreds of scarred soldiers under his command, Gao Yang knew that resistance was meaningless. They failed and were completely defeated, and the entire fortress fell into the hands of the Far East Uprising Army.

"Please put down your weapons and surrender immediately! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!" A voice of persuading surrender came from under the tower again.

Gao Yang waved his hand powerlessly at the hundreds of remaining Hanhai soldiers: "You put down your weapons and surrender. The fortress has fallen, and it is meaningless to resist again."

The faces of these soldiers in the Hanhai Sea were full of reluctance. They were the elites of the Hanhai Empire and never thought that one day they would surrender to the untouchables in their eyes.

The soldiers of the Hanhai were full of disappointment and walked slowly under Gao Yang's urging, preparing to surrender to the Far East Uprising Army.

Looking at the fortress filled with smoke, Gao Yang looked at the direction of the eastern empire and kowtowed heavily. He felt unwilling to accept the humiliation of surrender. As the general of the empire, he would rather die than accept the humiliation of surrender. He stepped on a heavy sword, and with a sniff, the long sword penetrated into his chest and killed himself with a squirting sound.

When the soldiers of the Hanhai heard the movement coming from behind, they turned to see that their commander had fallen in a pool of blood.

"Master of the Brigade!Master of the Brigade!" The soldiers turned and ran back, watching their beloved commander die, their faces were full of sadness.

"Put down your weapons! Surrender immediately!" Under the tower, there were dense soldiers of Far Eastern Uprising Army gathered, ready to attack at any time.

"Brothers, we are all soldiers of the Empire. There are no surrendered generals or surrendered soldiers in the Empire! I'll go first!" A Hanhai soldier picked up the sword on the ground and wiped his neck. Blood was soaring, and his body fell in the corridor.

"Long live the empire!" Another soldier from the vast sea fell down from a tower worth dozens of meters.

Seeing countless soldiers in the sea shouting and jumping from the tower, Mu Xue's face twitched slightly, the soldiers of the Far Eastern Uprising Army were also shocked by such a strong and fearless opponent.
Chapter completed!