At ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, in the large conference room of the Sandstorm City Headquarters, Lu Menglu and all the members of the plane team, including a group of officers newly ambushed by Sandstorm City, were holding a tight meeting.

When Lu Menglu told everyone present that within ten days, an army of the Dark Dao Clan would pass through this place, everyone first showed expressions of disbelief, and then shock, worry, and even fear.

"Is this news conclusive?" asked Gao Dajin with a worried face.

As the Tactical Commander of the Protoss, he knew best how terrifying the Dark Race Legion was.

The dark race because of the huge racial base, divided into categories, the strength of the monster is very different, usually with the race as a combat unit, once there is a formed dark monster legion, then it means that this legion has at least one large army commander and no less than four commander-level dark monsters, and this also means that in this dark race legion, there are a large number of high-level dark creatures, these high-level dark creatures under the command of the army, will burst out far better than the clan's combat effectiveness.

"It's basically certain. This is an oracle from the Dragon God of Light. Lu Meng's face was not red, and his heart lied without a beat.

Because he was not going to tell these companions of the plane warring team about the existence of the Lord of Destruction, after all, the Lord of Destruction was not a product of the Shenmin Continent, but from the alien warship on the earth, from the endless distant starry sky.

And the King of Destruction is the most special hole card in his current hand, and it is not ruled out that Lu Menglu will use this card to deal with the God Nation in the future, so he simply uses the name of the Bright Dragon God as a cover, anyway, he already has the title of the Dragon God's patron, so he doesn't need to use it in vain.

As soon as they heard that it was the oracle of the Bright Dragon God, the people of the Divine Nation present immediately stood in awe, and their faces were solemn.

The two priests, the sin god officer Dabra and the second-level god officer Huang Shaotian, bowed down one after another to show their respect for the Bright Dragon God.

The matter of the well before had already made everyone no longer have any doubts about Master Wuhao's clever calculations, so when he proposed that within ten days, there would be news that the Dark Race Legion would attack, and everyone did not doubt it, nor did they dare to doubt it.

Only the officers at the gathering point, who lacked sufficient knowledge of the Dark Race, were confused, and all of them looked suspicious.

Gao Dajin took a deep breath and said, "Lord Wuhao, we have to get out of here as soon as possible! ”

As soon as they heard this, there was a commotion among the officers at the gathering point.

They felt very uneasy, the leader of Wuhao wanted to leave the gathering point? If even he can't resist the enemy, can we the rest of us do it?

"Lord Wuhao, maybe we don't have to leave the gathering point!" Mi Xiaoworm said suddenly.

Everyone was taken aback, especially Gao Dajin, who was even more surprised.

The reason why he insisted on leaving immediately was not because he was afraid of death, but because most of the reason was to protect someone in the team.

Because of this person's special identity, even if Master Wuhao dies, he must not be allowed to have an accident.

But now, this person actually took the initiative to speak, saying that everyone does not need to leave the gathering point, is he crazy, or has he been dizzy and does not know his own importance?

Suddenly, not only Gao Dajin's face changed greatly, but most of the grassroots helped everyone, and most of them changed their faces.

Lu Menglan glanced at Mi Xiaoworm, and then looked at the people whose faces had changed greatly, and thought, if you can't see it like this, Lao Tzu won't have to come out to mix in the future!

Linguist Mi Xiaoworm, who are you, and why are these people in the grassroots gang so nervous about you?

However, Lu Menglan has never been a person who likes to explore other people's secrets, and there are some things that he just knows in his own heart, and he doesn't need to write them on his face.

"Mi Xiaoworm, why do you say this?" Lu Menglu said lightly.

Mi Xiaoworm nodded vigorously, and said loudly: "If it is really as your intelligence said, the large army of the dark race has been dispatched, then their purpose is absolutely impossible to be just one or a few Terran gathering points. ”

"There have been several instances in our history of the arrival of the Dark Race in a new plane at the same time as the Dark Race. The Dark Race will only send large legions to fight if it is clear that it must conquer this plane and has an understanding of the strength of this plane. Doing so consumes a lot of their energy for teleporting legions. ”

"Frankly, we're already behind! we haven't lit up the spatial coordinates yet, and the Dark Race has sent out a large legion that has absolute superiority in this plane. Therefore, we must light up the spatial coordinates as soon as possible, otherwise there will be only one end, that is, together with this plane, we will be killed and devoured by them. ”

Mi Xiaoworm talked eloquently, and the listeners were all shocked.

Especially the officers at the gathering point, they all looked very pale, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

Because of what he said just now, as long as those present are not fools, they can clearly hear that the group of people who are the leaders of Wuhao are not the Terrans of their own plane, but the Terrans from another dimension.

They followed these people from another dimension, which is equivalent to stepping on the thief ship with one foot, and now they have heard the origin of the people, it is simply a mouse falling into a dung pit, not is.

Lu Menglu saw the embarrassment of this group of Terran officers, and felt empathy, he shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "You don't have to be nervous! What we call the Race of Darkness are the monsters you have seen with swords in their bellies. They are here to destroy the dimensional world, and we have no intention of doing so. We are mortal enemies with the Dark Race, and we have achieved all-round superiority in our plane. ”

After hearing the explanation of the leader of Wuhao, the emotions of these Terran officers calmed down a little, their mood was extremely complicated, and the expressions on their faces were even more exciting.

At this time, Long Zhanye, who had been silent, suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Hey! You are just a small person in your own plane, just like us, and it is not our turn to think about such a big thing as plane survival! How to save your life and survive, is the fucking right way!"

It is worthy of the Heroic Dragon Battle Field, and in just a few words, it suddenly narrowed the psychological distance between the Terran officers and the members of the plane warband.

He is not wrong at all, it doesn't matter what plane war he is, who is the plane invader! Whether it is the people of the God Nation or the Terran race of this plane, everyone's goal is the same, that is, how to survive!

Lu Menglu nodded, signaling that Long Zhanye was right, and turned to those Terran officers and asked, "How many people in the city can fight now, and what equipment do they have?"

Among this group of officers, the leader was still the third adjutant Zhong Ming, who quickly stood up, snapped, and saluted first, but only then said solemnly: "Report to Leader Hao, our city has a total of 3,741 mechanical brigades, two gun hangs, one granary, six old-fashioned chariots, and ten rapid-fire cannons. ”

"How many residents are there in the city?" Lu Menglan asked again.

Zhong Ming raised his head and replied with blazing eyes: "There are about 9,000 soldiers and civilians, and if guns are issued to young residents, it should be able to pull up a team of 5,000 people." ”

"Your guns don't seem to be the same as the night Korean pilots. Lu Menglu thought for a moment and asked.

As he spoke, Lu Menglu dragged out an electromagnetic gun from the space he carried with him, which was the trophy taken from the flying soldier.

When Zhong Ming saw this electromagnetic gun, his heart suddenly chuckled, knowing that Lord Wuhao and they must have encountered the Korean squadron of pilots overnight, and most of them also eliminated the other party.

"Report to Leader Ho, the night Korean pilots use electromagnetic weapons, and our gathering point uses gunpowder weapons, and their equipment is about twenty to thirty years ahead of us, so there is no way to compare. Zhong Ming smiled bitterly.

"It's so much ahead!" Lu Menglan almost wanted to scold his mother when he heard it.

Everyone knows that Night Korea must be ahead in technology, but they didn't expect that it would be so leading, the two sides are not in the same era at all, one is just out of the era of slash-and-burn, and the other has crossed over to the interstellar era, and the two are not the same at all.

If this gathering point can arm 5,000 warriors armed with electromagnetic weapons, it is really possible to have a good fight with the large army of the dark race, and these players who play with powder guns will probably not be able to cause effective damage to the dark race with the primitive weapons in their hands.

"Where is the nearest gathering point from here, how many people are there, is it possible to contact them and fight against the Dark Race together?" Lu Menglan thought for a moment and asked again.

Zhong Ming's face showed embarrassment, and he said with a wry smile: "There are some connections, mainly between us, middle and lower-level officers, there will be connections. The closest to our Sandstorm City are Blackwater City and Xuanming City, the strength and population of these two cities are about the same as ours, and it is not a big problem to get together and get together five thousand soldiers each. ”

"However, it is impossible for these two cities to join forces with us! Because they have commanders, and those commanders are directly appointed by Ye Korea, and they will only follow the instructions of the Ye Korean military. ”

"Lord Wuhao, as long as we concentrate our superior forces and resist the attacks of the previous waves of the Dark Race Legion, we will be able to survive in the cracks of the battlefield!" Mi Xiaoworm said with an unwilling expression.

Lu Menglu nodded, in fact, he understood what Mi Xiaoworm meant.

When the Dark Race's legion came to this plane, the first target was the Seven Lords, and Night Korea was one of them, and these Terran gathering points near the desert were just nails that they pulled out when they passed by.

If for the sake of these Terran gathering points, the marching speed of the large army is delayed, and the primary target cannot be completed, then the gains really outweigh the losses.

Therefore, Mi Xiaoworm's opinion is that as long as everyone holds the Sandstorm City and survives a few waves of attacks from the Dark Race, they may be directly abandoned by the Great Army and instead attack more valuable military targets, such as Night Korea.

This may sound tempting, but it is also extremely risky, as if Sandstorm City is unable to stop the Dark Race's attack, there will be no escape for everyone.

Gao Dajin and the others firmly vetoed it precisely because this plan was too risky and didn't want Mi Xiaoworm to be in danger.