The command center of the Slavic army is now in chaos.

Zion's extremely powerful operator was fired by several heavy artillery pieces. Not only did he not die, but he burst out with a more terrifying combat power than before.

Not only did his strength increase, but his speed also increased faster. What's even more terrifying is that he can even emit toxins!

That kind of terrifying toxin is enough to be fatal if an ordinary person inhales a little bit. Even those who are particularly strong and can barely resist it will completely lose their combat effectiveness due to pain.

Not only that, in order to treat these poisoned soldiers, the medical soldiers were also busy. The toxin was extremely terrifying and could constantly erode flesh and blood. The poisoned soldiers would die if they were treated slower, forcing the medical soldiers to do their best and could not spare any spare energy to provide support to the soldiers attacking the Zion position.

According to the tradition of the Slavic Empire, life is nothing, and death of a group of people is nothing. However, after Pan Long went crazy, he completely lost his mind, just like a wild beast, running around the Slavic army's positions, running wherever there are many people.

His own attack power is actually just like that, but the Earthly Demons emitted from him were extremely terrifying, and countless people were hurting wherever he passed. From the moment he went crazy just now, it only took more than ten minutes, but there were thousands of soldiers poisoned in the Slavic army, even more casualties than the entire battle during the day.

What's even more terrifying is that he was still running towards the Slavic Central Army - there were many people here.

It is conceivable that if he was not stopped, he would probably run all the entire Slavic military camp. At that time, there would probably be at least 60,000 to 70,000 in the army of more than 100,000 will be poisoned, and the medical soldiers will not be able to rescue them at all... In that case, there would be no way to fight this battle.

No, if it really reaches that point, half of the army will be poisoned to death and the morale of the army will be disintegrated. At that time, the army of Jiuzhou will arrive and there will be no way out except for the entire army surrender.

For ordinary soldiers, surrender is nothing. The Kyushu United is much richer than the Slavic Empire, with a stable society and a relaxed rule. Many Slavs even fled here thousands of miles to become naturalized just to live a relatively stable life.

Although these soldiers were war criminals, they had no bloody crimes in the territory of Jiuzhou United, so they could be given a lighter punishment. It is estimated that only a few years of labor reform... For them, it might be a good thing - Jiuzhou United's labor reform is paid for wages, and after serving their sentences, they can be directly naturalized, and even save on escape.

But the soldiers can surrender, but the generals cannot.

They are all from aristocratic families, and many of them have fought wars with Jiuzhou. Jiuzhou United will not waste time making up old accounts for the big soldiers, but will never let them go. At that time, the old accounts will be repaid, and they will probably be forced to work hard forever.

Moreover, even if the labor reform was over, they would still have no good results when they returned to the Slavic Empire.

More than 100,000 troops were wiped out. They could only die themselves without having to die their entire family. Even if His Majesty the Emperor was covered by the Virgin Mary, he suddenly became kind!

If they were really caught up by the army of Jiuzhou and had to surrender, they would rather commit suicide directly. Perhaps His Majesty the Emperor would be lenient to their families because they had sacrificed their lives for the country...

And now, the old general who commanded this army is already considering suicide.

At first glance, in the chaotic command car, only the old god was sitting upright on the ground. Although his face was covered in dark clouds, he seemed at least very well-educated. But in fact, what he was considering was-

(Do I wield my neck with a knife? Or should I swallow a poison?)

(Pumbing your neck is more suitable for the identity of a soldier, and it also seems more tragic, but it is very painful, and... it is so dead that the corpse is uglier to look when it is packed.)

(I die quickly and beautifully by taking poison, but I look weak, not like a tough guy...)

(Oh, the two choices are really embarrassing!)

He didn't consider the option of "immortality".

He lived to his age and had fought for everything he should fight for and enjoyed all the things he should enjoy. The only thing he cared about was his descendants and family.

With the credit he has accumulated in the past, if he is defeated and dies, he will not implicate his family. But if he is defeated but not killed... Forget it, he should die.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh again.

(The Angel Clan has a specialty called "gun". Although it is not very powerful, it has a very fast firing rate, which requires special ammunition to be consumed, which is very inconvenient to use.)

(If I had one with me, wouldn’t I be able to easily hit the forehead with one shot without pain or tragic?)

(Oh, it's too late to think about this now!)

In the communicator, several voices were yelling and screaming.

"That person is here!"

"Stop him! Stop him! Don't let him come!"

"Help!"

"What's this?"

"Poison! I'm poisoned!"

"Save me! I don't want to die!"

There was also chaos inside the command car.

The generals were talking about how to solve the problem.

But after discussing and discussing, they still couldn't come up with a good idea.

They are experienced, have a hundred thousand troops in their hands, and have sufficient resources. If they are given enough time to prepare, they may not be able to design a way to deal with Pan Long.

Even if you can't kill Pan Long, you can at least stop him.

But now, they don't have so much time.

Pan Long had already rushed into the central army and was rushing around the central army.

The front army delayed him for more than ten minutes, and the central army would not delay him for a long time.

As fast as more than ten minutes, as slow as half an hour, he will come to the rear army.

And as soon as he arrived at the rear army, he would naturally go straight to the command center as soon as possible.

In other words, the time left for them is only a short ten minutes to half an hour.

No one can do it to come up with a solution to the problem in such a short time.

In a panic, someone suddenly said, "Let's retreat simply."

The command car, which was still noisy just now, suddenly became quiet. Everyone stopped their own movements, closed their mouths, and looked at the general who said this motionlessly.

The general was not very old and dressed very luxuriously, so he was born in the royal family. He had a very noble position among the army, second only to the veteran general who was the head coach, and he seemed to be a military supervisor.

He just said this subconsciously in a panic. When he saw everyone looking at him quietly, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

But before he could explain, a young general shouted: "Dear Your Excellency, you are right!"

"Yes! That's right!"

"We firmly support you!"

"We will do whatever you say!"

"The Cossacks are determined to follow the two-headed eagle's flag!"

All the generals talked all the same, but the meaning was the same.

You are right! Just listen to you!

These words can actually be simply summarized into two words and one word.
Chapter completed!