Return of the God of War: The Vest Boss is A and Sassy

Is that a tank corps?

Max's pupils instantly shrank.

How can there be a tank army in the vast northern desert?

On the Xizhou side, everyone was shocked.

They all evacuated outside.

Yan Yihan took a deep look into the distance and said in a cold voice, "Everyone, immediately retreat to the city."

After Yan Yihan broke up, all the soldiers who were chased by Yongcheng ran into Yongcheng.

She came too fast and did not bring enough supplies, and the city was still hungry.

"Your Highness, when will the army arrive?"

A soldier stood in the snow and looked at Yan Yihan silently.

"Three days for fast, five days for slow."

Yan Yihan looked into the distance, "No matter when they arrive, the Xizhou army will never be allowed to cross Yongcheng."

All the soldiers stand on the top of the city!

The God of War has returned, and the whole army is in high spirits.

The so-called tank corps that Max saw just now was nothing more than a large army that was slaughtered in Yongcheng.

According to Yan Yihan's estimation, it will take at least half a day for Max to adjust the army to react. She has to seize this opportunity to recuperate.

Murong Yan dragged his tired body and walked slowly to Yan Yihan, showing a dignified expression, "Your Highness, the condition of King Beiliang is not very good."

As she spoke, blood was dripping from her shoulders, her legs were cut with blood, and the girl who had been flamboyant at the moment became a little embarrassed.

"Take me there."

Then, Yan Yihan instructed.

"Gather the wounded."

After speaking, she slowly walked towards the direction of King Bei Liang.

The King of Beiliang was placed in a corner of the city wall by Murong Yan, next to Junze, the commander in red, and An Youze, the king of the Qinglong War.

At this time, the Beiliang King had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Yan Yihan took his hand and started to feel the pulse, his face became heavy.

Murong Yan looked at her worriedly, "How is the situation of King Bei Liang?"

"Can't die."

Yan Yihan didn't react on the surface, but she was shocked in her heart.

He felt that there was a huge power in King Beiliang's body. There seemed to be a tree in his body, which was radiating new life, constantly replenishing his body.

"I'm going to break through again, what a tough guy."

Saying that, Yan Yihan shook his head, finally showing a smile and said, "He's too tired to fight, I'll let him fall asleep during this time, and we'll talk about it after the fight is over."

When the words fell, Yan Yihan squatted down, took out a dozen silver needles and stuck them on the body of King Beiliang.

His blood was sealed.

In a short time, he couldn't wake up without the effect of Yan Yihan unlocking the silver needle for him.

After treating Queen Beiliang, Yan Yihan looked at Junze again, "Are you still feeling in your legs?"

Jun Ze smiled bitterly, "Miss, if I'm conscious, I'll jump off and **** them."

"Ok."

Yan Yihan nodded, "Your legs are useless. You will spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair, so you can sit at ease as an architect."

"what!!!"

Jun Ze's face instantly collapsed, "Your Highness, are you kidding me?"

"I can only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life?"

"That's it."

Yan Yihan nodded, "Don't worry, Qingqing is so kind, she will take care of you in the rest of your life."

Being sentenced to be hopeless by Yan Yihan means that he is really hopeless, and his legs are crippled.

At this moment, his mood is very low, he really doesn't want to give Qingqing a husband with a broken leg.

What does a broken leg mean.

It means that his third calf is also useless.

"Miss, if my leg is not saved, you can ask Qingqing to find another person. I don't want to drag her down. I can't give her happiness."

Yan Yihan gave him a cold look, "You're not dead, you just broke your leg. How can there be so much nonsense?"

"Of course, it's not completely helpless. Unless someone brings medical supplies in within a day, I can cure you."

Jun Ze lowered his head, "You are saying for nothing, how can medical supplies come in one day."

Murong Yan's face sank slightly, he suddenly thought of Han Junan, and he didn't know how he was now.

Now, almost all the soldiers on the top of the city are wounded.

Time passed slowly.

Yan Yihan treated most of the high-level executives.

In the afternoon, An Youze, the military commander of the army, the King of Qinglong, woke up.

"Miss, you are here."

The moment An Youze looked at Yan Yihan, he was very excited.

Yan Yihan gave him a cold look, "As a military commander, who told you to leave your post without permission?"

"Miss, I..."

An Youze wanted to say something, but Murong Yan quickly grabbed him.

"What are you? Who do you think you are? Is your fighting ability comparable to that of King Beiliang? Or is it comparable to other red-clothed commanders? What is your mission?"

Yan Yihan kept asking questions!

The only 50,000 soldiers left in the city looked at her in unison.

It is natural to know in my heart that His Highness the God of War is distressed by the Qinglong War King.

If it is the first favor of the Holy Gate, it is Junze.

So everyone knows that the first favorite general of the War Department is the Qinglong War King.

Seeing that An Youze did not reply, Yan Yihan continued, "You are the first of the four war kings in the war department, a military commander, not a combatant, even if everyone is to die in battle, you must be the last to die in battle, and Not like today, let our army fall into a state of no command."

"Do you understand what I said?"

An Youze nodded quickly, "Your Highness, this subordinate understands that as a military commander, I left my post without permission, please punish me."

"This is my Yan Yihan's soldier."

Yan Yihan swept the audience coldly, "Everyone, take him as a warning, no one is allowed to break the rules on the battlefield."

"From now on, Qinglong War King An Youze will be downgraded to a one-star major general."

"As for returning to the Xia Kingdom, how the cabinet will reward you for your credit, that will be a matter of the future. From now on, you only have one task, and that is to direct the battle."

An Youze saluted, "Thank you, Your Highness."

After speaking, he dragged his tired body and returned to the command hall in the city.

Yan Yihan counts the battlefield.

The Four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Gate, one person was seriously injured and three were slightly injured.

The twenty red-clothed leaders were all seriously injured.

Thirty-eight of the blue-clothed leaders died and seventy-two were seriously injured.

War Department, King of War level, seriously injured four people.

At the general level, thirty-five people were seriously injured.

Admiral, lieutenant general, major general, 200 people died, and the rest were seriously injured.

Out of 300,000 soldiers, there are still 50,000 soldiers left. Among the 50,000 soldiers, there are currently less than 5,000 soldiers capable of fighting.

This battle is very brutal!

This is also one of the most tragic battles Yan Yihan has encountered.

The Holy Gate, the War Department, and the headquarters of the two core forces were seriously damaged. Fortunately, the branches are now fully organized.

"His Royal Highness, how does she deal with it?"

After finishing everything, Gu Jianbai walked up to Yan Yihan with half-dead Alice and asked.

"Cooked!"