"Class 3, Class 5! Send the injured soldiers to the rear of the battle line quickly!"
"Kyoraku Fourth Seat is injured! Come quickly, get him down too! First aid immediately!"
In front of Central Council Tower, the situation was now in chaos. The soldiers of 2nd Division and Stealth Force formed three lines of defense.
People who are good at Hakuda and Zanjutsu line up in the first row and are responsible for fighting hand-to-hand with those who rush forward;
Soldiers who are good at Kido stand in the second row and collectively use Kido to attack the rebels who are constantly swarming in, attacking first and hindering the opponent's actions;
The third row has the smallest number of people. They are people with slightly weaker combat capabilities but slightly stronger Shunpo abilities. They are responsible for transporting the injured from the line of fire and providing timely treatment.
Yota was in the rear, his face as sinking as water. He wanted to rush to the front row and fight the enemy to the death. But as a commander, he couldn't do this.
The enemy's average ability is obviously much higher than our own. It would be irresponsible for a military commander to give up command and rush into the line of fire at this time.
However, as enemy reinforcements continued to arrive, more and more soldiers fell. The soldiers in the third platoon responsible for transportation were gradually overwhelmed.
The enemy's casualties are obviously much lower than our own. If this continues, sooner or later the enemy's effective combat power will be wiped out.
Yota frowned, sighed melancholy, and said quietly, "I hope Vice-Captain Sasakibe can be more optimistic."
1st Division is composed of elite soldiers with stronger individual capabilities. Although the enemies are all at the level of Seated Officer, 1st Division should be able to hold on for a while... right?
"If 1st Division cannot come to support, I'm afraid Seireitei will be close to falling."
Yota was thinking wildly when suddenly, a strange feeling came over him in his spiritual sense, and he subconsciously looked up.
Two black shadows instantly fell in front of him.
"It's actually you two?" Yota looked at Lin Nan and Senjumaru in front of him, first showing surprise, then frowning.
"Senjumaru, your responsibility should be to ensure that the information is flowing smoothly at all times and that the troublesome guys in Maggot's Nest don't have any problems. Why do you come here?
Lin Nan, so are you. In the final analysis, you are just a college student. This is not a place for petty fights like Noble Street, it is a battlefield with real swords and guns, and this is not the place you should come!"
Facing Yota's seemingly dissatisfied concern, Lin Nan smiled slightly, "Kyoraku, aren't they here too?"
"They... they are indeed there, but they are protected by us. I have made an exception and allowed a few of them to enter the lower level of Central Council Tower to escape!"
"I also sent them here."
Senjumaru said from the side, "Stop talking nonsense Yota, wasn't Lin Nan helping you delay the withdrawal of troops before at Noble Street?"
Yota looked at Senjumaru, speechless and a little confused at the same time. Senjumaru When does Senjumaru speak for others?
"Yota, Kyoraku, how are they now?" Lin Nan asked quickly when he saw that Yota no longer persuaded him to go back.
"It's in Central Council Tower at the back. Just go ahead and hide in there and don't come out."
"Are you kidding me?" Lin Nan ran towards the door of the meeting tower without looking back and threw a sentence to Yota lightly.
Senjumaru looked at Lin Nan's figure entering Central Council Tower, and snapped his fingers at Yota: "Be a good commander, I will take care of the fighting!"
Without waiting for Yota to react, she rushed to the front line of the fight.
The bottom floor of Central Council Tower is an empty hall. At this moment, it has become a temporary parking place for the wounded.
Lin Nan glanced at the bloody wounded on the ground, but did not see the figures of Kyoraku. He walked all the way inward, searching as he walked, and finally found the three people sitting in silence in a room at the back of the hall.
Kyoraku still hasn't tamed Zanpakuto. At this moment, with a crestfallen expression, he is sitting on the sidelines doing another Jinzen. On the side, Ukitake and Amemiya saw Lin Nan coming in and immediately stood up.
"Why did you come here? We all thought you were in danger at Noble Street's place." Ukitake was the first to worry.
Amemiya was standing aside, nodding his head. "It's okay. We were just afraid that you would be surrounded by the enemy."
"Don't mention it. This night, apart from fighting, I just ran away. Seireitei did it twice alone, and I was exhausted." Lin Nan found an open space by the wall and sat down directly. "There will be a big fight later, so I have to hurry up and rest for a while."
His eyes glanced at Kyoraku on the side. "How is the progress of Kyoraku?"
Ukitake looked at Kyoraku with some worry. "This is the fifth time Jinzen. It's not finished yet."
Lin Nan sighed lightly. If Shikai cannot be restored, it will be difficult to protect itself. Staying in Seireitei is the greatest danger.
He panted for a moment, gently rubbed his sore temples, and stood up. "I'll go out for a while and I'll be back soon."
He came outside and told Yota what he thought. Yota agreed to him without hesitation:
"Kyoraku's current condition is really not suitable for staying for a long time. It just so happens that the next batch of seriously injured patients also need to be sent back to the team building for first aid treatment. You can let Kyoraku and the others follow the transport team to the 2nd Division team building, temporarily staying away from the battle line."
Lin Nan nodded, returned to the room, and relayed Yota's words to several people.
Ukitake looked at Kyoraku and Amemiya and shook his head. "Let them go back with the transport team! I will join the battle with you."
Lin Nan was about to refuse, but after seeing Ukitake's firm eyes and thinking for a moment, he agreed.
The transport team will depart soon. Kyoraku is still in Jinzen state and cannot wake up on his own. The transport team simply lifts him onto a stretcher and carries him out of the room as a wounded person.
"Please pay attention to safety and stay away as much as possible if there is a fight." Lin Nan told Amemiya.
Amemiya blinked, hesitated to speak, and then nodded again.
Watching the escort team leaving with two friends, Lin Nan straightened his clothes. "Ukitake, they're leaving. It's our turn, are you ready?"
Ukitake nodded. "Ready, we will continue to cooperate as before."
Lin Nan smiled wildly at the corner of his mouth, "I don't need you to be too forward, just help me reflect the attack."
Yota is looking anxiously at the front line. Just now, the rebels have added at least fifty more people to attack here.
"Why do they use this method of reinforcement? If the individual soldiers are not very capable, this is a refueling tactic. Will the opponent's commander know how to fight?" Yota has always had doubts about the enemy's movements.
"You can't figure it out. It's because they stopped taking the medicine." Lin Nan's voice came from behind him.
Yota turned around, and two figures had already passed him and came to the front of the battle line.
"You guys!" Yota only had time to say two words before he was blocked by Lin Nan.
"Stop trying to stop him, Vice Captain Shihoin. We are now participating in the war as disciples of Gen Style. We will not listen to anyone except Captain-Commander's orders!" Lin Nan said a cool word and jumped into the enemy.
Ukitake took his position in the first line of soldiers, freed Zanpakuto, and stood ready.
Lin Nan was in mid-air, looking at the swarming enemy troops, making crazy calculations in his mind.
There are at least a hundred rebels at the scene. One hundred people, one hundred Seated Officer.
As for the only two quasi-Captain-levels, Shutara Senjumaru and Shihoin Yota, that can be considered high-level combat power on our side. In addition, if we join forces with Ukitake, we should be able to barely count as a deputy Captain-level.
"A bloody battle is unavoidable." Lin Nan steadied his breathing and felt the fluctuations of spiritual pressure in his exhausted body. Then, his body sank suddenly, like a huge boulder, hitting the advancing route of the charging rebels.
"Oh? Seireitei has fallen into such a state of desperation that he needs a college student to stand at the front to help Soul Reapers block the knife?" The rebel warrior standing at the front looked at Lin Nan's college student uniform and sneered,
"Boy, run away now! After our rebel army succeeds, you may still have a chance to work as an official. It's not worth it for us to kill you here!"
"So much nonsense. Don't I look familiar to you? I'm the person who couldn't even kill your leader at the Spirit Arts Academy today! Are you your opponent when it comes to fighting and killing people?"
Lin Nan stretched out his thumb and pointed at himself, "See my face clearly and hear my name clearly. My name is Lin Nan!" As he said that, he took out Zanpakuto: "Don't worry, you will die later and don't know who killed you!"