Besides the three captains, who are Platinum level, the rest are high-level Gold.
This level of combat power can't be said to be very strong, but it's not weak either.
However, a sense of desolation and deathly silence permeated this troop.
For such a troop to have such emotions, it can only mean that the situation at the front lines is not optimistic.
Jiang Wang began to think about the battle situation Sun Mingyuan had mentioned.
【The Myriad Races are applying extreme pressure, constantly increasing the number of small-scale battles, wanting to slowly bleed us dry. Although I predicted that the Myriad Races would likely not truly start a war, nothing is absolute.】
【If the situation really becomes unfavorable, you are not a combatant of the Star Alliance, and I can allow you to retreat. But if you waver the morale of the army and affect the battle, I will execute you in the chaos of war!】
...
Just as Jiang Wang was rushing along, studying this in his mind,
large-scale troops gradually appeared around them.
Jiang Wang stopped his mental research.
According to the strategic map provided by Sun Mingyuan, Jiang Wang roughly knew where he was.
In at most half a day, he would arrive at the location he needed to be.
According to Sun Mingyuan's arrangement, the battlefield Jiang Wang needed to garrison this time was adjacent to the main battlefield.
Initially, Jiang Wang wanted to actively request a transfer to the main battlefield, but Sun Mingyuan rejected him.
Although the main battlefield had a large number of people, it also had many strong individuals. Moreover, everyone was in a stalemate phase, and the main battlefield would not easily start a war.
However, the battlefield Jiang Wang was to garrison was different. This was a battlefield where both sides were truly fighting with real weapons.
And it was close to the main battlefield, and both sides would quickly reinforce troops in this area.
If other areas were fighting from time to time, then this area was fighting 24 hours a day...
Half a day later.
"This is the place. You just need to show your credentials to the commander here."
After saying that, the 'fire brigade' captain rushed towards their mission location.
And Jiang Wang was also taken by the garrison soldiers here to the commander's tent.
Inside the tent.
Zhang Juyan glanced at Jiang Wang in front of him and said directly.
"Two requirements."
"One: Once you are on the battlefield, do not run away. You are responsible for your own life and death."
"Two: Do not hinder the battle."
"Can you do it?"
"Yes!"
Jiang Wang nodded.
"Very good, I understand. You can leave now. Someone will take you to your troop."
Then Zhang Juyan began to look at the map behind him.
As a commander who was constantly fighting 24 hours a day, he really didn't have time to deal with Jiang Wang. He hadn't even rested for a long time.
Jiang Wang walked out of the tent in a daze.
He stood outside the tent like a clueless goose.
After a long while, a soldier covered in blood ran over and stood in front of Jiang Wang.
"You are Jiang Wang?!"
"Yes, I am. I should..."
"Hurry up! We're about to enter the battlefield!"
Then the soldier quickly ran towards the distance...
Jiang Wang quickly followed.
Since he entered the battlefield of the Myriad Races, he had felt a sense of dark clouds pressing down on the city.
The pressure from the Myriad Races was equally distributed to every soldier.
Everyone's faces were filled with numbness, tyranny, or nervousness...
Jiang Wang quickly followed the soldier to the troop he mentioned.
The captain of this ten-thousand-man team only glanced at him and then said to everyone.
"Everyone, move out!!"
No one cared who Jiang Wang was, no one cared about his life or death.
Although Sun Mingyuan said that someone would come, he didn't say who this person was or how important they were. He only said to try to train him as much as possible while ensuring his safety.
In Zhang Juyan's eyes, these words were like, the battle is about to begin, and suddenly someone is stuffed in, saying that he is the son of so-and-so, and can he get military merits without dying.
If it weren't for Sun Mingyuan's order, Zhang Juyan could have directly turned hostile.
But even so, for Zhang Juyan, who only knew war, he still had no good feelings towards Jiang Wang.
He could only casually throw him into a logistics team that was about to enter the battlefield.
A logistics unit of ten thousand people meant that the intensity of the battle was not high, which fulfilled the requirement of ensuring safety.
Entering the battlefield fulfilled the requirement of training.
Both requirements were met, killing two birds with one stone.
If he still died on the battlefield, then it had nothing to do with him, Zhang Juyan.
Both conditions were met, and he still died, then it was just bad luck.
With Zhang Juyan's attitude, how good could the soldiers under his command be?
If these iron-blooded warriors entering the battlefield were a good soup, then Jiang Wang was like 'rat feces'.
Moreover, this good soup could not refuse the addition of Jiang Wang, this 'rat feces'.
He even had to wait for Jiang Wang before the battle.
One can imagine the ill will these people had towards Jiang Wang.
Although Jiang Wang felt the way these people felt about him, he didn't care.
After all, he only needed to enter the battlefield.
The troop advanced rapidly.
Jiang Wang's mental power quickly swept across the field.
Although the captain of this ten-thousand-man team was a Gold-level ninth-rank peak, only 20% of his subordinates were Gold-level, and most of them were still Silver-level.
Wearing psionic equipment.
Although Jiang Wang didn't know the average combat power of the entire battlefield, he knew that if such a troop faced the Zerg, it would only be a matter of one charge...
Just as the troop was advancing rapidly, Jiang Wang's scattered mental power detected a different situation.
A large number of corpses appeared on the ground not far ahead.
Just as Jiang Wang wanted to inform the captain,
suddenly the captain's voice resounded throughout the entire troop.
"Everyone, be on guard!"
Chapter 237: Zerg Funeral, Your Best Choice!
Although the general of this troop did not have Jiang Wang's powerful mental power, he had sensed something was wrong through the surrounding environment and the bloody smell in the air based on his rich combat experience.
This ten-thousand-strong logistics team quickly deployed its formation to establish a defensive line.
And Jiang Wang also casually mixed into a troop.
The people around him glanced at him and didn't say much, they just pointed him to a location and told him to garrison there.
Just as they had just deployed their formation,
a burst of noise came from the ground!
Instantly, everyone knew what they had encountered.
"Enemy attack!"
General Xingtu's voice spread throughout the entire logistics unit!
And Jiang Wang touched the ground with his finger.
Frowning slightly.
With such marching movement, there should be at least about 100,000, and at most 3 minutes, they should arrive at the area where this troop is located...
Xingtu on the other side was obviously aware of this situation.
Listening to the roar coming from afar.
He gritted his teeth and shouted back!
"Everyone! Hold the line! Wait for support!"
Although he didn't tell his subordinates about the situation they were about to encounter,
everyone silently opened their psionic vests.
This kind of equipment can ensure that soldiers can fight for a long time on the one hand.
On the other hand, it hides energy on the back.
