"Generals, I think the battle is over, right?

Maybe everyone should think about how to find a beautiful woman in the Greek countryside.”

"Don't be too happy too early. Aristotle still has tens of thousands of reserves in his hands, even though most of those reserves have fought against Indian Untouchables."

"No matter how much waste is, it is waste. If I were Aristotle, I should have thought about which army to let him keep some bargaining chips so that he would not even be able to go back to Athens."

Amid the teasing of a group of British generals, the Greek Wehrmacht, who was shot in the face by three close-range volleys, collapsed without surprise.

All the people in front of them fell down. Not to mention the Greek Wehrmacht, any European army that was not brainwashed by Levi would be mentally broken!

What's more, after the volley, the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, and the British King German Corps rushed up with a bayonet shouting!

Even some of the Greek soldiers who were brave enough to be fearless were quickly swallowed up by the torrent of bayonets like a tide.

Tens of thousands of Greek defense forces on the front line collapsed like this...

Several Greek soldiers who were massacring Indian prisoners of war behind saw a large group of friendly troops running away in disguise. They immediately left the Indian prisoners of war who had not been executed and fled to the rear.

The Indian prisoners who were waiting for death in despair, looked at the fleeing Indian soldiers, and cried with joy, hugged each other, constantly thanking the gods they believed in, without any intention of being grateful to the British soldiers who saved them.

However, it was soon proved that the actions of these Indian prisoners were correct.

When the Indian prisoners saw the British soldiers coming, they quickly got up and greeted them with a flattering face, and were shot to the ground by a row of gunfire!
Chapter completed!