Chapter 1586 Acting (4)

The battle lasted for more than ten hours. It was not until two more dragons came to support that the beast tide finally receded.

But outside Petersburg, it has turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Countless mutated beast corpses, mixed with some human corpses, were piled together haphazardly.

Seeing that the beast tide finally receded, the already desperate Ross soldiers all raised their arms and shouted.

However, among the deafening shouts, some people's expressions were so gloomy that they were almost dripping with water.

There were not many of them, only about forty or fifty people.

There was a strong look of grief on everyone's faces.

And when the cheers reached their ears, it seemed extremely harsh at the moment. Someone immediately cursed angrily: "So many people have died, they are so happy!"

"Anyway, the people who died were not Russians. Pushkin, Andrei, and Ivanlov are all still alive. Of course they are happy."

"Fuck, what is this? Why are we here to help these guys who are gloating about their misfortune?"

"I heard that the higher-ups are considering the overall situation, but for this overall situation, our sacrifice must be too great!"

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Discussions continued, and an oriental man with a bloody face came over and scolded in a deep voice: "Shut up, what are you talking about?"

"General."

Seeing Zhang Zhen approaching, all the Yanhua Evolvers immediately shut their mouths even if they felt unhappy.

At this moment, several people from Ross' side came over.

However, Zhang Zhen, whose face was covered with blood, pretended not to see it. While looking at Ding Zhen, he asked in a deep voice: "How is it? Have our losses been calculated?"

"Um."

Ding Zhen nodded solemnly and said gloomily: "A total of forty-three brothers have not come back, and even their bones cannot be found."

"And pineapple..."

After a slight pause, Ding Zhen continued with a sad face: "And General Huangli has not come back either."

"If not for the support of two more dragons from Jing'an, I might not be able to come back!"

"In just ten hours, one-third of the soldiers were killed?" Zhang Zhen said with a face full of self-blame, and immediately added: "How should I explain to their wives and children after I go back?"

"General, this is not your fault."

Ding Zhen said something quickly and continued in a deep voice: "None of us thought that there would be as many as nine level nine mutant beasts here in the North Pole."

"What we need to consider now is, what should we do next?"

"Although there are still more than 80 seventh-level evolvers, their condition is not good at this time. Do we still want to continue to guard here?"

"Now that the battle is over, of course we have to go back." Zhang Zhen said with a heavy face, and immediately turned to look at Pushkin behind him.

Although their expressions instantly turned ugly, he still said in a deep voice: "Now that the beast tide has receded, we should go back."

"Go back... go back?"

Pushkin said something with a stiff face, and immediately said urgently: "Although the beast tide has retreated for the time being, the mutant beasts outside the city have not left!"

"If you go back now, Petersburg will definitely not be able to be defended."

"Once the mutated beasts from the North Pole begin to move south, it will not take more than ten days at most before they threaten Kyoto."

"Well, I understand everything you said." Zhang Zhen nodded slightly and continued: "The reason why we came here this time is also for this reason."

"But you can see the result now."

"Even if there are four giant dragons with level nine strength and one hundred and twenty-six level seven evolvers, they are still no match for the arctic mutant beasts outside the city."

With this in his mouth, Zhang Zhen stretched out his hand and pointed at the miserable Yanhua warriors behind him, and continued in a deep voice: "In just a dozen hours, one-third of the warriors I brought were killed."

"Although we have achieved some results, we have not been able to kill any of the ninth-level mutant beasts."

"But the beast tide outside the city has not completely receded. Even if we stay, do you think Petersburg can be defended?"

"Perhaps next time we attack the city, there may be a few more level nine mutant beasts."

"No, we can hold it." Pushkin said in a deep voice, and immediately said eagerly: "You Yanhua has a Holy Spirit, just send it here!"

"Let alone nine level nine mutant beasts, we can still hold on even if the number doubles again!"

"Holy Spirit, what Holy Spirit?" Zhang Zhen pretended to be confused and immediately denied: "Why haven't I heard that we Yanhua have the Holy Spirit?"

"Where did you get this news? You must not have been deceived!"

"It's now time, so stop hiding it." Pushkin turned over his hand and took out a tablet, pointed at the screen and said, "What is this thousand-meter giant dragon if it's not the Holy Spirit?"

"And look at the city under the dragon, isn't it the flaming Kyoto?"

"Uh..." A look of embarrassment flashed across Zhang Zhen's face. He didn't know how to answer for a moment, but he immediately said: "Okay, I admit, we have a Holy Spirit-level dragon."

"But there must be no way to send that giant dragon here?"

"Why?" A look of confusion flashed across Pushkin's face, and he asked urgently: "As long as we send it here, the crisis here can be completely solved!"

"We can even kill our way directly into the North Pole and completely eliminate all the mutant beasts there."

"Alas, it's not that simple." Zhang Zhen sighed with a depressed look on his face, and continued helplessly: "If possible, we certainly want to eliminate the mutant beasts in the North Pole."

"But the shadow of Fuso is eager for us to do so!"

"What do you mean?" Pushkin frowned and said, and immediately asked in a deep voice: "What does this have to do with the shadow of Fuso?"

"Could that wretched guy still threaten the safety of Kyoto?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, this is the fact." Zhang Zhen's eyes flashed with a hidden gleam, and he continued: "You should have heard about the matter of the City of Glory!"

"You mean?"

Pushkin A look of disbelief flashed across Hikin's face, and he said in a hurry: "The lost demon armor of Na'vi was obtained by Fuso's Shadow?"

"Yes." Zhang Zhen nodded and continued: "That guy is now trying to unlock the third seal of the demon armor."

"And the condition for unlocking it is to absorb a large number of human souls."

"The population of Kyoto and Jing'an has already exceeded 100 million. Once the shadow succeeds, he will be an invincible existence."

"So even if we have a holy spirit, we can't let it participate in the battle in the Arctic."

"So what you mean is that Petersburg can only give up?" Pushkin's face sank suddenly, and he said unwillingly: "Do you have any way to get another holy spirit?"