The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You! - Chapter 1838

   Chapter 1838 Qin Zong’s plan

  Yunkuo nervously failed to locate the wound several times.

   Yan Zun held Yun Kuo’s slightly trembling hand.

“calm.”

   Yan Zun’s quiet voice pulled Yun Kuo’s mind back.

Yun Kuo took a deep breath, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and finally started to check Yan Tao’s body in an orderly manner.

  Just now, he was too nervous.

  Yun Kuo never thought that Qin Zong would really take action against Yan Tao.

  Moreover, the shot is so heavy.

Outside of the starship, the battle on the battlefield continues.

  The cry of killing continued to spread into the starship, Yun Kuo calmly handled the wound for Yan Tao, and he was slightly relieved.

   turned his head and looked at Yan Zun: “The ice cone pierced Yan Tao’s body by an inch. Although it was severely injured, I have 80% of it. I can save Yan Tao’s life.”

   “It’s just that her injury is still too serious, and it is estimated that she will be in a coma for some days.”

Yan Zun also breathed a sigh of relief.

  Just now, he looked calm, but his palm was full of cold sweat.

   “It’s fine if it’s nothing, it’s fine if it’s nothing…”

  On the battlefield, the two coaches Yan Tao and Qin Zong both suffered defeat.

   can no longer command the battle.

  The Empire has elected three marshals to command the battle together.

  On Qin Zong’s side, the high priest was pushed up temporarily.

  Although the high priest is highly respected in the clan, he has never commanded war.

  Their race is on the verge of collapse in their homeland, and they have to fight against various dangers every day. Everyone is desperately improving their personal strength. There is no time to study what warfare books.

  The personal strength of the high priest is really not weak, but he is not Qin Zong after all.

   can’t command Ruo definite like Qin Zong, victorious in all battles.

  Under the joint pressure of the three marshals, the blue-clothed team commanded by the high priest retreated steadily.

  In the empire, there is even more news that the enemy coach is seriously injured and dying.

  The opposing coach can no longer direct the battle. If they can hold on, they might really win the battle.

  So, the offensive of the imperial army became more fierce.

  A full month.

  The three marshals regained the territories of the three galaxies.

  The big stones in their hearts finally slowly let go.

but……

  The old marshal was sitting in the combat room, looking at the battle reports of these days, his brows were still tightly locked and did not loosen.

  He pondered for a long time and sighed heavily.

   “This battle was really terrible.”

   “We… if we win, we also lose, and if we lose, we lose even more.”

  The other generals standing in the room also looked serious.

   “What the old marshal said is exactly what we are worried about.”

  A general sighed heavily.

   “Although the enemy coach is seriously injured and dying. He has been replaced by a general who doesn’t know how to fight. However, their personal strength is there, and we can’t avoid these losses even if we can make tricks.”

“Yes.”

   “It will be fine if your majesty is awake. We really don’t have the ability to predict things like yours, which can minimize casualties.”

“……That’s right.”

  For a while, the entire war room fell silent.

  They triumphed all the way these days, but this bleak victory was paid back at a huge price.

  The old marshal couldn’t help sighing again, and his voice was shaking: “Three million! A full 3 million soldiers! Wounded, dead. In the past six months, the number of staff has been reduced to 2.5 million…”

  ”It’s not a way to go on like this…”

  (End of this chapter)