The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

A Jianzhou Eight Banners soldier, half of his body crushed, kept muttering to himself.

Unfortunately, his plea for mercy did not bring back any mercy.

"Crack!"

With the sound of throats being cut, the Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers soon fell silent.

"General..." A deputy general from the Jing army trapped in the valley came to Murima's side shakily, his eyes dull.

"The reinforcements haven't arrived yet."

“Not yet.”

“…” Murima’s eyes had sunken deeply.

The brutal fighting lasted for a whole day and night.

His originally organized Eight Banners and Green Camp armies had been beaten to pieces.

The temporary camp was quickly and completely submerged under the siege of the plant army.

Now, he is almost left with only the few battalions around him.

But the reinforcements never showed up.

They had clearly heard the sounds of fighting, cannons, and gunfire in the distance last night...

That means that the army has arrived nearby.

But now, they were silent.

Could it be that they have already...

No, impossible!

It must just be delayed by something else.

Murima tried his best to convince himself, but the more he did so, the more uncertain he became.

A bone-chilling chill emanating from deep within his bones was invading his nerves, and then cheers came from outside the valley.

Murima looked up

Those should be the Meng army soldiers from the Zhongzheng Camp under Li Laiheng's command.

At this moment, these cute soldiers who had picked up some bargains by following the plant army were using spears to pick up heads, waving captured military flags, and showing off their power at the foot of the valley.

Murima was quite familiar with some of these heads.

General Fu Kachan of Xi'an, Deputy Governor Du Min...

After a night of fierce and bloody fighting, Fu Kachan's army, caught off guard and without any defenses, was completely annihilated!

Tens of thousands of soldiers were slaughtered by Shu Yichao, and almost no one escaped.

completion!

It's all over.

The reinforcements are gone!

Seeing those familiar faces, Murima felt a black screen before his eyes and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"General, General." Fortunately, there were personal soldiers nearby who helped him up.

"I, I..." Murima murmured in a hoarse voice.

"General, the bandits are about to attack again!" The constant wailing echoed in the camp.

I saw the gray and green torrent converging again.

"Quick, quick, break out!" Murima quickly stood up, waving his knife and roaring.

Now the army is in chaos and the reinforcements have been annihilated. We can't hold the city no matter what.

Only by rushing out desperately can we maybe manage to get a few people out.

"Let those Nikans bring up the rear!" he shouted at the same time.

Murima planned to let the Green Camp soldiers continue to carry forward the traditional spirit of enduring hardships first and enjoying the fruits of their labor later, and continue to serve as cannon fodder for the Jianzhou Eight Banners.

But after Murima did this, the Green Camp soldiers were not happy.

"asshole!"

"They want to kill us!"

"The rear guard

"Wouldn't that be like dying in vain?!"

Originally, the Green Camp soldiers were often bullied by the Jianzhou Eight Banners. They were responsible for all the dirty work, and then they were ranked last when it came to rewarding merit.

If the Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers could gain the upper hand on the battlefield, they would have to hold their noses and endure it.

But in such a critical situation, letting them cover the rear...

Even to animals, you can't be so heartless.

Then, some of the retreating Green Camp soldiers began to make noise.

They pounded their shields, roared, and roared, venting their inner dissatisfaction.

But can Murima spoil them?

He directly ordered the Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers to suppress the rebellion, and chopped the Green Camp soldiers' heads with sharp swords.

A bunch of slaves, do you think you can rebel against the heaven?

But even clay figures still have some temper. Faced with the sharp swords of the Eight Banners soldiers, the Green Camp soldiers also exploded.

"Fight them!"

"Since you want us dead!!"

"Then no one will live!"

For a while, the Eight Banners and the Green Camp were in a mess.

"Something happened at the back!" The soldiers at the front were preparing to retreat.

When he turned around, he saw a raging fire behind him, and the Green Camp soldiers and the Eight Banners soldiers were killing each other. He was stunned for a moment.

then……

"good chance!"

"Kill them!!" Shu Yichao's eyes lit up, and he personally drove the Rubber God Soldier and rushed forward.

"Charge!!" Seeing the plant army pouring into the valley, the soldiers of the Loyalty Camp who could no longer contain themselves also launched an attack along with Shu Yichao.

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Not a single piece of armor will be left!"

Caught in internal strife and exhausted, the Jing army could no longer resist the surging plant army. In an instant, they were overwhelmed and then completely collapsed...

In this endless chaos, they all turned into animals running around like wolves and pigs in an earthquake, running around randomly, not knowing where to go or what to do next.

As a result, the Jianzhou Eight Banners Army, which had lost its organizational structure, became the target of hunting by the plant army.

One after another, they fell in a pool of blood.

"How could this be!"

“How could this be?!”

Looking at the crushing defeat in front of him, Murima burst into tears.

It was a heartbreaking defeat.

Tens of thousands of Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers.

In just two or three days, they were all destroyed in this mountain area.

Murima's heart is bleeding

These are the essence and blood of Jianzhou people.

When this defeat happens, the Dajing River and the country will inevitably be shaken.

“Boom, boom!”

Just when the governor of Jianzhou was still in a daze, he suddenly heard a loud rumbling sound.

Looking back, he saw an enormous, human-shaped oak tree striding towards him.

Every time the thick roots stepped on the ground, the ground would tremble violently as if there was an earthquake.

"Hehe, hehe

"King of the West, right?"

Murima drew the sword in his hand and stumbled towards Shu Yichao, roaring as he ran.

“Come on!”

"I'm not afraid of you!"

“Come on!!”

"You tree demon, come and compete with me!"

"Bang!!" Shu Yichao kicked out, and this powerful and influential commander-in-chief, Aobai's younger brother, seemed to have hit a dump truck head-on, and flew out like a kite with a broken string.

“Snap!”

Then his chest caved in, and he collapsed to the ground with a hideous look on his face, making a strange "ho ho" sound from his mouth.

Immediately, the vine-armored mushrooms that had been waiting for a long time rushed forward and chopped off his head, adding another decoration to Shu Yichao's Jingguan.

However, even on this battlefield where almost all the Jing army soldiers were killed, there were still some people who were resisting stubbornly.

"Damn it, damn it! Ahh ...

The Pea Shooter's thin body was almost powerless to fight back against the cold light of her sword.

Shi Lanshu had never felt so desperate.

She was among the Jianzhou Eight Banners soldiers led by Murima when they were trapped.

Therefore, she and the swordsmen from Qingyun Villa were forced to hide in the valley.

Murima was originally encouraging everyone, claiming that hundreds of thousands of troops were not far away and would soon come to the rescue.

In a sense, he was right.

The speed at which the rest of the troops came to support was indeed fast enough.

It’s just that when the head came over, I forgot to bring the body along.

Next comes the final siege by the plant army.

"Huff, huff, huff------" Shi Lanshu held the blade of the sword in her hand and gasped for breath.

At her feet, the bodies of the swordsmen from Qingyun Villa, the Pea Gunner, and the Little Mushroom were lying on the ground in all directions.

And she herself no longer looked as neat and elegant as before.

After a brutal fight, sweat, blood, and gun smoke... Shi Lanshu was transformed into a miner in a black coal mine.

"Damn it, damn it!"

“Oh my god!!”

Shi Lanshu cursed sharply

"What a world!"

"Evil spirits are rampant, slaughtering all living things. How innocent are the lives of the world!?"

"Oh my God, don't you even open your eyes and take a look!?"

"You monsters, get out of here!!"

The sword shines like a torch.

Swift as the wind, slow as the forest, aggressive as fire-