Zhulu Plain, stretching for nearly a thousand miles, can not see the end at a glance, the sky is full of dark clouds, thick dark clouds float low in the air, the sun occasionally shines out of it, but it is not warm, on one side of the sun, a round of blood-colored moonlight still hangs in the sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info There are a large number of ghoul birds and beasts hovering in the air, constantly looking down at the earth, waiting for the upcoming gluttonous feast, dense soldiers standing in the center of the plain, the two armies face each other, if there are too many people to count like ants, but there is no noisy sound. The ground beneath his feet was dark red, and the blood-soaked ground kept coming out with a foul smell of blood, which made people feel sick, and the sound of the wind flute blowing around was like a ghost crying, or the howl of a battlefield battle. The faint-hearted were terrified when they heard this, but this did not affect these dense soldiers.

No one knows how many bones are buried in this plain, but they know that every grain of mud under their feet can represent a life, in an ordinary soldier. They don't know what they're fighting for, they just know that their greatest wish is to go back alive.

Forward eight squads, the young fool stood in the middle of the team, at this time the eight squads are no longer as broken as when they first entered the battlefield, and now they are all wearing armor to protect themselves, not only them, as long as the soldiers who are still alive are wearing armor, these armors are pulled down from the dead corpses on the battlefield, so the colors and styles are varied, but fortunately, whether it is the Shire Dynasty or the Duber Dynasty, the color of the armor is not very much, nothing more than black and red, red and purple, white and red, etc., in order to avoid fratricidal killing on the battlefield, so the soldiers on both sides have ribbons wrapped in their hands, the Charles Dynasty is red, and the Duber Dynasty is yellow。

The fool held the helmet in his left hand, and the big broadsword was stuck in the ground on the right side, the sharp blade glowed with a faint cold light, which was breathtaking, and on his shoulder was a little black "divine beast" that had grown up a little. The eight squads have never seen this kind of small divine beast, to be exact, they don't know its name, and it is no wonder that the soldiers at the bottom have never seen many creatures on the mainland, and it is normal not to know.

"Kui Dragon Beast" Zangba once said its name, but was refuted by other team members, Kui Long was indeed a small and black when he was small, but Kui Long's growth rate is very fast, it can grow into nearly three meters within half a year, and its character begins to explode. It is difficult to tame, and more importantly, it rarely becomes the mount of humans or the strong. I'd rather die, let alone be a human pet.

Even the captain couldn't call the arrival of Xiao Budian, so everyone simply stopped guessing.

The clown is the name of the fool's divine beast, which is unanimously agreed by all the members of the eight squads, and the fool also agrees, at that time, everyone felt strange, strange that he actually knew what ugliness and beauty are, and once some team members teased him for knowing what beauty is? The fool said that the woman was very beautiful, so when he named Hei Buqiu Clown, he agreed, naturally, everyone agreed, only the beast roared in protest.

How did the clown meet the fool, after the eight squads of each rummag and probe, it was learned that according to a certain team member, a certain shameless team member secretly ran to the thirteenth squad to investigate, the thirteenth squad rolled his eyes and said angrily that the fool once went to the river to bathe, stripped naked and swam in the river, and suddenly the butt was bitten by something, and he was so frightened that he screamed and ran ashore, and everyone looked at it and saw that it was a two-finger thin black little point that was biting and not letting go, and then after breaking it down, he thought it was a small snake, and everyone wanted to kill it, but I don't know why the fool didn't want to keep it by his side。

Since then, the clown has become a mythical beast for fools, or more suitable for pets. More than half a year has passed, and the current clown has only grown to less than a meter, not as big as the three fingers of the teenager together, and his skin has become dark and slippery.

It's also strange to say, as long as it's the eighth team, no matter how it catches the clown, it will either close its eyes and sleep and ignore it or symbolically roar a few times in protest, but unfortunately its roar is really too weak. No one took it to heart, after all, no one could understand what it was protesting against, and as for the other squads, if they wanted to get closer, they would be attacked by it, and its attack was simple, that is, speed and hard skin, and the unparalleled speed relied on the hard skin, and once with a single blow, the thick tree of the pot was broken in half, making everyone present gasp.

Fools and clowns are a talisman that everyone on the battlefield of the Eighth Team really guards, not because they are born disabled, but because they bring that temporary relief to the Eighth Team in the cruel battlefield, making them forget those human compatriots who died under their own knives or died under the opponent's knives.

The clown coiled in a circle, his head hanging on the shoulder of the fool, who looked at the sky, squinted, and was distracted. The looming sun, obscured by dark clouds, is not dazzling, and the blood moon is also looming, as if coldly waiting for the upcoming battle.

No one knew what the fool was thinking, and the eight teams couldn't help but feel strange when they saw the fool like this, since last night, the fool had shown unprecedented silence. He didn't sleep, many times he just stared at the blood moon in the sky in a daze, if it was in the past, he must have been the first to sleep, the first to get up and then the first to run to breakfast, everything is the first.

But today, he was too quiet, and the silence made everyone in the Eighth Team feel uneasy.

The reason why the fool is their lucky general is because he is born with a keen observation of the situation on the battlefield and then makes the fastest judgment, no one knows how he did it, but he always finds the rapidly changing vacancy on the battlefield in the fastest time, and then survives.

"Today the fool doesn't know what's wrong, everyone pay attention, change the strategy, everything is aimed at surviving. Zangpa commanded.

"Yes, Boss. "All the people should be in peace.

In the distance of the forward troops, standing on the wartime command platform, a delicate figure stood in the center looking ahead, the black hair fell vertically from behind the helmet like a waterfall, the helmet covered most of the face, the cold aroma emanated from her, she looked at the dense soldiers in front of her, I don't know why, I always feel a little uncertain today.

Behind her, there stood a circle of warriors, who were silent at the moment looking at the figure that was not a man but more reliable than any man. Because this is the goddess of war in their hearts == the fourth princess of the Shire Dynasty - Princess Charlie.

That is, the woman that Zangba said in their mouths.

At the age of sixteen, she led her squad to victory, and since then, she has won every battle. And the victory is clean and beautiful. She sealed the dissatisfaction of the generals of the government and the opposition with a very perfect record, and the generals who slandered her daughter were all speechless, on the contrary, as the victory on the battlefield continued to expand, Princess Xia Li became more and more supported and loved by the military.

The soldiers and generals on the battlefield only admired the strong on the battlefield

The soldiers on the plain had long since finished arranging, and were now waiting for the marshal's order, but this moment was delayed.

Also looking at the sky without giving orders is the marshal of the Dubai Dynasty, the current sixth prince - Cheng Junyang, who is also looking at the blood moon and the sun looming under the dark clouds at this moment.

The sixth prince's face was white and almost bloodless, giving people the feeling of pale, his slender figure could not help but be windy, far less burly than a normal soldier, his pale yellow hair was casually pulled behind him, and a pair of black eyes gave people a deep feeling.

He held on to the railing in front of him, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the dense soldiers in front of him, and after a while

"I really want to see how cruel and ruthless you are?" he muttered to himself, and the generals behind him couldn't help but look at each other when he heard this. I don't understand why the marshal is suddenly sentimental today.

"Let's get started. Before everyone could think about it, the six princes ordered.

The horn sounded......

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