Chapter 533 - We Won!
For the other members of the battle group who were looking on from a distance, this was a spectacular scene. As if oil had caught on fire, the numerous demons were swallowed by the sea of fire.
The fire phoenix of the Red Flame Battalion broke out of the encirclement and flew towards the center of the swirl that the demons had formed.
However, two sixty-foot-long chariots suddenly flew out of the clouds from the left and right sides. They charged towards the battalion from both sides, intending to sandwich the latter between them.
But before they managed to approach the Red Flame Battalion, two shining lights flew over and hit them.
The Holy Moon Cannon!
The two chariots were completely destroyed.
“Go for it.”
Rat-a-tat-tat!
Deafening drum beats came from the Dragon Rebel Army. All their chariots were charging towards the Shadow Pursuing Army in a straight line, as if they had made up their minds to stop them, even at the cost of their lives.
And it looked like a suicide attack.
“That damn Dragon Rebel Army.”
Zhao Wenhao empathized with the soldiers in the chariots. They weren’t willing to do so, but what else could they do?
The chariots almost fell onto the Shadow Pursuing Army’s head, which created a big disturbance.
But with the reinforcements of the Bright Moon Troop, the Shadow Pursuing Army managed to finish their task.
“Done!”
They finished the deployment of the ward as they had promised.
What was done couldn’t be undone. The Dragon Rebel Army retreated decisively.
The battle had lasted no more than 20 minutes, though they felt like time had moved much slower.
“We won!”
The blood of the soldiers was boiling. Their chests were heaving up and down rapidly, as they all felt very excited.
The demons, who were as annoying as flies, had also vanished.
When the Red Flame Battalion came back, they enjoyed a lot of attention and were treated like heroes.
At the same time, the Tiger Battle Group returned to pursue the fleeing soldiers of the Dragon Rebel Army.
Many soldiers had put their weapons down and surrendered on the battlefield.
“Jiang Chen, good job. Why don’t you join my Bright Moon Troop after everything is done?” Zhao Wenhao couldn’t help but offer.
Although it was the Red Flame Battalion who had completed the task and its commander was Qiu Yan, everyone here knew it had definitely been Jiang Chen who had played a crucial role.
“General, my Red Flame Battalion will be short-handed if he leaves,” Qiu Yan said unhappily.
Zhao Wenhao said generously, “Don’t worry. You can have however many people you want.”
“Corps commander, let’s have this discussion after everything is said and done,” Jiang Chen cut in.
“No problem.” Zhao Wenhao wasn’t in such a rush, although he was too excited to calm down at that moment.
“Jiang Chen, what shall we do to the deserters of the Tiger Troop?” Qiu Yan asked in a low voice.
Looking at the Tiger Battle Group, who had returned by then, Jiang Chen found them disgusting.
“It’s been said that troops don’t accept captives. Let’s fight to the last second.”
At the same time, hundreds of captives were discussing with each other in low voices. A bald captive said, “We’ll die anyway. Why don’t we die with honor?”
A voice interrupted him. “Honor? What honor? You think the Dragon Rebel Army will remember us after we die?”
Some excited captives calmed down again.