Pokémon: Rise of Evil

Chapter 354: The Second Legion War Ends

After listening to what the officer said, an officer with an even older voice retorted:

"No, this is not a humiliation, but a good lesson.

A very good lesson, it taught us that cold machines can neither win the hearts of soldiers nor unite the entire army.

We rely too much on the mechanical devices in our hands and forget the most basic principle -

That is, when people have no way out, they will only think of giving it a try.

The enemy soldiers were like drowning men, they grabbed our soldiers like straws and refused to let go, so that almost every one of them was outnumbered by ten.

I have lived for most of my life, and in the end I was defeated by such a commander. To end my life in this way is also considered..."

Before the old man finished speaking, everyone heard a gunshot through the microphone, as well as the sound of a chaotic flow of people:

"I don't know what this old man is talking about."

"Hey, there's nothing to eat here. I'm hungry."

"Eat, eat, eat. All you do all day is eat. Hey, I found a pack of cookies in the drawer."

"Hey, stop eating and come over to help. Let's plant our flag here first. Also, turn off the communication device."

With a beep, the screen showing the old officer dimmed.

Without saying much, officers at all levels in front of the screen knew what was happening.

An indescribable panic began to spread on the screen, one, two, three, and finally, the commander-in-chief's command screen completely dimmed.

A faint light shone on the face of Zfuchi Shanren. Perhaps the makeshift tent was too remote, so that the adjutant standing next to Zfuchi Shanren could not see his face clearly.

"food…"

These two words came out from the dim light, followed by the shouting of the kind-hearted Zifuchi:

"Quick! Gather the guards, go to our food station, and destroy all the food.

Since we can't win, we have to fight to the death. We have to reduce the pressure on the First Army."

Having said that, Mr. Zifuqi walked out of the tent, and his adjutant followed closely.

The setting sun shone through the gap in the tent, shining on the extremely pale face of Zifuqi, making him seem to have a glimmer of life.

Looking at the courageous figure of Zifuchi, who was ready to die, his adjutant couldn't help feeling a sense of awe and a sense of admiration for the hero.

However, before this admiration was fully formed, the adjutant who followed the good man Zifuchi saw a scene that frightened him for the rest of his life:

Almost all of the guards on the mountainside were killed. Those with enough strength were still resisting, but judging from their situation, they could not hold out for much longer.

The soldiers of the alliance were staring at the top of the mountain, which was neither too high nor too low, and were running towards this side at a very fast speed. Even though their cheeks were stained red with blood of unknown origin, they were still rushing towards the top of the mountain with crazy expressions.

At this moment, Mr. Zifuchi and his adjutant had a concrete understanding of what the old officer had just said.

As expected, after a feeble resistance, Zvochi and his lieutenants were captured.

The sun sets and the afterglow shines, but that doesn't mean everything is rosy.

At this moment, the Murkrows stood quietly on the treetops dyed golden by the setting sun. Their red eyes clearly reflected the tragic scene left by this cruel war:

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, the ground was littered with broken limbs and debris, and blood dyed every inch of the land red, as if the entire world was immersed in scarlet.

With cackling cries and flapping wings, a flock of Murkrows descended upon the corpses like ghosts, mercilessly tearing out the intestines of Pokémon and humans, chewing them greedily.

The Pokémon and humans whose intestines were ripped out were already dead. Their once lively eyes now became empty and lifeless, staring straight up into the sky.

His face was as dry and pale as a dead person, and his body was shaking constantly due to the pulling of the Murkrow's sharp beak. He looked like he would be resurrected at any time.

However, nothing extraordinary or supernatural happened in this land.

After a large number of Murkrows flew away, only skeletons covered in blood and flesh were left on the spot. The surrounding branches and buds were also covered with scarlet blood, as if telling the tragic scene that had just happened.

As the sun sets, the afterglow gradually disappears on the horizon, and night quietly covers the earth.

In the rebel camp, the Union soldiers who survived the life-and-death ordeal were taking the time to rest and regroup.

The entire camp was lit up by a blazing fire, as bright as day. This was not caused by the flames of war, but by the many bonfires burning.

The night breeze blew gently, no longer bringing the strong and pungent smell of decay, but instead bringing waves of tempting aroma - that was the smell of food.

The warriors and their Pokémon sat on the ground around the fire.

They held wine glasses in their hands, tasting the fine wine; they chewed delicious food in their mouths, enjoying the rare quiet time.

The cheerful songs and unknown dances intertwined together, making this originally tense and depressing battlefield full of vitality and vigor.

But there are also some people hiding in the corner, secretly wiping away tears for someone unknown.

In the military camp, Monkey did not enjoy the joy brought by the post-war victory like other officers, but was conscientiously reporting his work to Shota.

"Commander, although we have won a great victory this time, we don't have enough troops to continue to move forward. Even if we absorb the captured rebels, we can't move forward because the loss ratio of both sides is too great.

The losses of the armored and flying units are difficult to estimate. Even if someone in our army can repair them, they are damaged. Even if they are repaired, there are only a few of them, which are completely useless. "

Listening to Monkey's report, Shota didn't really care, because his goal had been achieved, and he was sitting here just to kill some time.

But he had to do the whole act, so he turned his head and looked at Zhemei who was standing beside him.

However, before he could speak, Zhemei spoke:

“Reporting to the commander, the soldiers did not start a riot or harm the prisoners. It was probably because they were exhausted and just wanted to find a place to rest or enjoy themselves.

In addition, here is a list of several important prisoners, please take a look."