Chapter 22 : The 1st Company of Greatness!
"Chen Sinan may defect."
Qiu Tiejun did not expect that the first sentence he heard after coming in was this. If it weren't Ye Xiao who said this, Qiu Tiejun would definitely have a mouthful of thick phlegm on the speaker's face, and then slapped it with a big mouth.
Who is Chen Sinan
That was my brother, a classmate from the military academy and a hardcore brother who joined the Black Flag Army. What a proud person he was
Defection
In the dictionary of my brothers, there are methods of treating defectors, and there is absolutely no word for defecting myself.
The angry eyes stared at Ye Xiao. If Ye Xiao didn't give him an explanation, Qiu Tiejun would probably lose his mind and beat Ye Xiao up at all costs - even if he couldn't beat him, he would still take action.
"Leng Ying has been staring at the battlefield," Ye Xiao explained: "There are seven or eight brothers, but they did not resist. Instead, two crusaders carrying white flags entered the positions one after another."
"My brother, it's impossible for me to surrender!" Qiu Tiejun said firmly.
"Then, it's another possibility: he wants to find some enemies to bury with him..." Ye Xiao sighed. He naturally prefers the second possibility. In fact, in the history of the Imperial Army, there are too few officers who defect and surrender, and there are so few pity - even those who pay attention to military history can easily memorize those names.
With more than 600 years of military history in the Imperial Army, fewer than 100 people...
This is the proudest place of the Imperial Army.
Qiu Tiejun breathed a sigh of relief. He also agreed with Ye Xiao's second judgment. He thought that his brother was put to death, and his whole body became tense again.
If surrender was a way, he would rather let Chen Sinan surrender selfishly, but this was impossible. No one of the proud Imperial Army officers wanted to be the few people...
Only a few people fell into silence.
Only the communication crystal unit is still flashing with lights, occasionally making a few sizzling sounds.
"Sir, the Crusaders attacked!"
Leng Ying's voice came out. He was monitoring the battlefield. After seeing the two white flags before, he felt chill all over. The dead heroes were watching from the side, why do you surrender?
That was Leng Ying’s only thought at that time.
But when he saw the Crusaders attacking with infinite anger, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then he was full of apology.
He shouldn't have doubted his loyal comrades so much!
More than four hundred crusaders surrounded from all sides and exchanged fires again. However, this time the Imperial Army seemed to have been drained. Leng Ying could see clearly that the soldiers did not fire seriously, but instead attracted the enemy perfunctorily.
The enemy slowly surrounded him, perhaps because he had received instructions to try not to kill him. The Crusaders deliberately did not greet him. When they surrounded the remaining soldiers on a position of less than fifty square meters, only one soldier was hit by a stray bullet and died.
Leng Ying's heart twitched.
Sure enough, as he imagined, the enemy who had won the final victory looked down at the Imperial Army pointed at dozens of guns in the form of a victorious person. The damn major appeared proudly on the position.
He, Hu Hansan, is back!
And this time, he still acted as a winner.
"I said, you will regret it!" The major's anger suddenly disappeared without a trace. The winner should often tolerate the losers--he doesn't need to be angry about a few prisoners of war.
But the Imperial Army soldiers not only did not look scared, but instead smiled happily. The look that looked like an idiot made the major feel something was wrong.
A veteran seemed to remember something...
Chapter completed!