The next day, Feng Hansong went to Pingzhou.
Chen Shouyi stayed only one day longer than him before he, too, was urgently transferred to Pingzhou.
Only Qin Liuyuan remained behind to hold the fort in Hedong. Fortunately, the campaign to clear the barbarians out of Hedong City was nearing its end, and things were growing increasingly quiet.
Chen Shouyi climbed down from the helicopter.
The air reeked of choking gunpowder smoke. As far as the eye could see, ruins lay strewn with crumbling walls and broken rubble.
Shell craters pocked the ground like the surface of the moon.
"This is near the Space Channel!" the accompanying officer explained. "We've occupied it now!"
Chen Shouyi nodded.
The military's goal was clearly to wipe out every last barbarian in Pingzhou and send none of them back to the other world.
They passed a building with all its windows gone. Inside, tents stood packed tightly together, and large numbers of refugees crowded the windows. Some looked grief-stricken, others numb. The sound of weeping rose and fell from within.
In troubled times, human lives were worth less than a dog's.
War turned human lives into nothing but numbers!
Chen Shouyi sighed and looked away.
Next, he went to report to the command center, then joined the battlefield.
Barbarians were everywhere throughout Pingzhou.
Many of them seemed to have realized there was no hope of escape. They had begun to fly into a frenzy, killing anyone they saw.
A thick stench of blood hung over the entire city, and human and barbarian corpses littered the streets.
The roar of gunfire and artillery was like a pot of thick porridge at a rolling boil, churning violently.
The first time Chen Shouyi stepped onto the battlefield, the intense stench of blood turned his stomach. It took a