The black bloodstains on the brown sandy ground looked like old scars. Every scar had one or more mutilated corpses. These corpses were children, women, men, and even members of the Seafolk. As far as the eye could see, there were corpses all over this brown barren land that could only grow weeds. Corpses were intertwined with each other, making it look like a cruel and bloody battlefield. Occasionally, there would be corpses piled up like a small mountain. Every single one of the men who maintained their anger, even at the last moment, still retained their bravery in battle. Broken rifles, sieve shields, curved steel pikes, and broken longswords stood in the midst of the corpses like tombstones. Surrounded by the corpses, there was definitely a badly mutilated Kraya.
These high-level Seafolk that ordinary evolvers feared like tigers had been ground to death by ordinary humans using their flesh and blood. Apart from the corpses, there were also some injured people who were on their last breaths. These injured people were simply bandaged up and placed together. They sat on the hills with lifeless eyes looking down at the seemingly endless corpses. More than eight thousand human and four thousand Seafolk corpses decorated this barren land.
The injured people, regardless of race or country, sat together and leaned against each other. They had yellow, white, black, and brown skin, but they had abandoned all prejudices and arrogance, quietly enjoying the peace after the battle. The surviving women and children brought precious food and water up, enduring the hunger in their stomachs and thirst in their mouths as they fed these injured people bit by bit. If it wasn't for these men using their flesh and blood to block the Seafolk's pursuit, they would not have survived.
No one complained, and no one stole from others for a bit of food. Everyone maintained order in this sorrowful and depressing atmosphere. In these three days of slaughter, everyone here had experienced a spiritual transformation, and all their weaknesses had been ground away. Only strength remained, they knew how to protect, they were willing to sacrifice, they believed in hope, and they were united.
While they were waiting for reinforcements, the Harrier airship above the clouds loomed over everyone's heads like a god. Kassler did not have a good time in these three days. The blood vessels in his eyes made him look especially frightening. His messy hair and thin chin made him seem like a completely different person. Leger's performance was relatively better. Apart from his slightly messy hair and wrinkled clothes, he seemed to be in good spirits. "Approximately 8,600 people died.
More than 3,000 of them were men, and more than 5,000 of them were women and children. The puppet warriors were completely annihilated, and only 71 of the 500 guards remained. All of the Bloodthirsty Warriors were annihilated. An estimated 4,200 Seafolk were killed, and about 20 of them were high-level Seafolk. In addition, we captured 47 Seafolk, and more than 90% of them were heavily injured. The reinforcements lost more than 780 people, and more than 1,200 were injured. 150 people were executed for escaping, and 27 people lost their minds. This is a rough estimate from the past three days. If you want a more detailed understanding, you'll need more time … "
Shark Hunters flew over from afar one after another, passing through the clouds and appearing above the survivors' heads. Seeing the planes appear, the survivors hiding everywhere all stood up and waved at the sky. Looking at the survivors standing among the countless corpses on the display screen, Kozelle's expression was very ugly. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and stared at Regor with his tired eyes, as though he was questioning him.
"I didn't think that there would be so many people left.
I remember that there were only 7,000 women and children, which means that more than half of the men are still alive. It seems that these fellows' luck is pretty good. "
Leger rubbed his chin and squinted his eyes to express his surprise. Then, his eyes flashed, and he said seriously, "How are the China people?"
Kassler picked up the information gathering device in his hands and quickly flipped through it. Soon, he found the information on Zhao Deyi's side and read it out loud. "The China people have already lost the town and are retreating to the third line of defense. As of this morning, the China people have lost 390 people, and more than 260 people are injured. The total number of troops has been reduced by 20%. It's hard to believe that they managed to hold on. The first batch of reinforcements will arrive in the afternoon. If this batch of troops is as strong as Zhao Deyi's troops, it shouldn't be a problem for them to hold the last line of defense.
By the way, the China people are also rushing to repair the fortifications at the material transfer center. There used to be a lot of construction materials there. In just two months, they will be able to build a Maginot Line of defense. If there are enough materials, they might be able to hold on until the next century. Also, our soldiers there have also suffered quite a lot of losses. Our losses are 50% more than the China people's. If this battle continues, without the China people, our soldiers might collapse. "
Kassler was very surprised that Zhao Deyi could hold on for three days. In these three days, the commanders stationed at the frontlines had reported to them more than once that the frontlines could not hold on any longer. They had requested all the resources and reinforcements that they could get. These reinforcements far exceeded the capabilities of the backlines, but their goal was not to continue holding on. Instead, they wanted to use this opportunity to retreat to the backlines. Fortunately, the China people managed to hold on, and a large portion of the Australian soldiers also managed to hold on.
"Hmm, let's go down. For the time being, we have passed the first hurdle. At least we have made a good start …" Raigel was not surprised by the results of the China people. The warriors of both sides were not on the same level. However, he believed that it would not be long before the Australian army caught up.
"The reinforcements on the ground have suffered heavy casualties, and it will take some time to recover. Some of the scattered troops need to be reorganized, and there are also some scattered seafolk scattered in the wilderness, posing a threat to the communication line. We will need many soldiers to protect the vehicles along the way. Hmm, there are also at least 40,000 seafolk in the western and central regions. Although they have all landed in no man's land, we will still need a lot of energy to monitor them. Also, we need to collect the corpses below …"
Kassler was the perfect aide-de-camp. He began to arrange the next tasks. Raigel sat on the side of the window and stared at the countless corpses that were walking on the rugged ground. After a while, he suddenly asked, "How many bloodlings do we have left from Japan?"
The New Era had massacred a large number of Japanese in Hokkaido to plant the bloodlings. Hundreds of thousands of people had been killed, and in the process of this massacre, more than 100,000 bloodlings had been planted. Although Wan Qiang and Zhang Xiaoqiang had snatched close to 10,000 bloodlings, there were still 100,000 left. Raigel was rather conservative when it came to bloodlings. Other than giving a portion to Genesis, he kept the rest in his hands. The New Era only thought that the Nagas had snatched most of the bloodlings, and did not pay much attention to them. It was only when Australia split from the New Era that Raigel dared to take them out.
"There's still around thirty thousand in the Harrier airship's safe. If we let the surviving men use it, we'll need around twelve thousand …" Kozelle immediately reported the number he had been calculating in his mind for a long time. Legel crossed his hands under his chin, his deep eyes staring at the empty space in front of him as if thinking about something. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Don't be in a hurry to become an evolved being. The battlefield has been drenched in blood. Tell the men to bury the corpses where they died …"
"What are you doing?"
The Japanese call it the Reincarnation Flower, implying that every Blood Flower is the reincarnation of the soul of the dead. The Reincarnation Flower's cycle is twelve months and eight days, and the fruit it bears is called the Soul Calming Fruit. Every Reincarnation Flower's Soul Calming Fruit is just enough to turn an ordinary person into an evolver. It is said to be the protection of the dead and the salvation of the living. Later, someone discovered that fresh blood could make the Reincarnation Flower mature, allowing one to obtain the Soul Calming Fruit in an extremely short amount of time. Thus, the Reincarnation Flower became the Blood Flower, and the Soul Calming Fruit became the Blood Seed. The path of redemption became the path of destruction. This is the secret of the Blood Flower … "
"After twelve months and eight days, we will have 12,000 new evolvers?"
Kassler immediately forgot about the blasphemy of the dead and asked Raigel excitedly. Raigel let out a long sigh and said, "I like to study history, and I like to get to the bottom of things. That's why I know about these things. The funny thing is that the major forces only know about the Blood Flower, but not the Reincarnation Flower. The Reincarnation Flower is where the true hope of humanity lies. One person's flesh and soul is another's hope …"
"Sir, where do we land?"
The captain of the airship reported to the two of them through the internal communication device. At this time, they were already 100 meters above the ground. Looking at the countless corpses on the ground, Kassler seemed to see countless Reincarnation Flowers growing on this barren land. He immediately ordered, "Land at the place with the most corpses …"
"Yes, let's go and meet our heroes. Everyone who has survived until now is an elite in the future. I see hope for humanity in them, and I hope that this is just the beginning. In the future, there will be many people who will be able to overcome their fear and become brave warriors …" Kozele forgot about his fatigue and depression, and he stood up in a radiant manner. However, when he saw the pile of corpses outside the window, his mood became gloomy again. He mumbled, "It's a pity that many brave people have died in battle. Most of the survivors are people who are good at looking for opportunities …"
"Don't be too demanding. Only a soldier who can survive on the battlefield is a good soldier. On the battlefield, cowards and impulsive people die the fastest. Only a soldier who is neither cowardly nor impulsive is a good soldier. For a soldier, the real victory in every battle is that they can survive …"
Raigel did not want to be too demanding of these men who had fought hard. He was very satisfied with them. To a leader, the condition for victory was to achieve a predetermined goal. To a soldier, survival was victory.
When they walked toward the tunnel together, the communications officer reported again, "Mr. Qiang has arrived in Australia and is supporting the northern battlefield. He requests for the two of you to meet him …"