"Report! Student soldiers from Gui Prefecture spotted to the front!"
"Report! Wolf Soldiers from Gui Prefecture spotted on the flank!"
"Report! Our rear supplies are under attack! Large numbers of Gui Prefecture fighters have stormed the camp!"
One alarming report after another sent the senior officers in headquarters into a panic.
They stepped out of the central command tent.
Everywhere they looked, there were red flags.
The students carrying those scarlet flags were like a sharp sword, cutting the Monkeys' camp into countless pieces.
"They-they're all students! Don't be afraid! Counterattack! Counterattack!"
The commander picked up the radio and quickly issued orders to each unit.
But it achieved very little.
"Static..." A youthful voice came over the radio. "CNM, ever heard of a hundred thousand youths, a hundred thousand soldiers?"
"We were studying peacefully at school, but you had to start trouble. Then I'll pick up a blade and have a little talk with you."
The commander froze.
He stared at the radio for a long time as a sense of foreboding rose within him.
That voice had come from the communications equipment of their perimeter troops.
In other words, their perimeter troops had already been overrun.
While directing his men, Sikong Jian grabbed the middle-aged man beside him.
"Brother, Tiezi, Principal Li, fuck! Get your students to fall back!"
"It isn't time for the students to risk their lives yet."
The Southwest King commanded tens of thousands of men and had the Wolf Soldiers' support. He had no fear of the Monkeys at all.
But the moment battle began, the students taught him a thorough lesson.
Once those bespectacled students reached the battlefield, they ran faster than vehicles.
They charged harder than the regular army.
There was simply no controlling them.
Sikong Jian was genuinely afraid that all these