"I said, this time, brothers, this time, it's already shit luck. ☆△◇ ☆ □ tomato ''.""We can't be planted in the middle of the seeds. "There can be no more rebellion and surrender. "It's still Qin Wangjun, it's so wow!" "We're sorry for the original brothers!" After the general escorted Winchester back, he discussed with his subordinates for a long time.

"Our whole army is willing to accept the conditions offered by Your Excellency, and surrender with the guilt of the thorns!" I saw that the general led all the surrendered troops, shirtless and carrying thorns, put their weapons on the ground, escorted Winchester, and bowed down at the pass together, and loudly expressed his repentance.

"Good. Our army accepts your surrender and arises. Seeing this, Croix magnanimously accepted the other party's surrender, leaving an allusion to the "guilt of guilt" in this world.

As a result, as soon as Winchester was taken into the pass, he was arranged by Croce to be put in a prison car and escorted back to the old royal capital, Galia, and in a public trial presided over by Croso and Xueyou, he was sentenced to two felonies of treason and massacre, and the death penalty of car splitting (five horses splitting the corpses) was publicly executed, which was considered a crime and the result was very happy.

"Report to Your Majesty. On the way to the old royal capital of Galia, there was no large force of the Duanferta rebels (Qinwang's army) to be found. There are only about 10,000 elven archers stationed in one of the passes. ”

After figuring out the garrison of the King of Duty on the way from Klein to Galia, the two Wingmen of the Dark Serap flew back to the palace of Klein and reported in the meeting room, in front of Wren (Silder).

"Your Majesty, what the hell do you think is going on?" White asked, seated on a throne set with gold and gems, to Wren (Silk).

"Hmph, Crosso is always cautious. It seems that the man named Redseus was also frightened and did not dare to come to his godfather Firid. Wren (Hilde) heard this, and made a contemptuous statement.

"But Firid has not yet seen a man alive, nor a dead body. I'm afraid there's fraud in this?" questioned the timid and fearful White.

"Humph, Firid is indeed powerful, but there are limits. If he is really so invincible, why should he hide, and let the 200,000 Qin Wang troops under him be annihilated by our army? I think he is very likely to be playing an empty city plan now. "Rennes [Silder] tried to analyse the current situation.

"Empty city?" White said he couldn't understand the meaning of the word.

"Now, Suriname's Prime Minister is concentrating all his forces to attack Firid's lair, the floating island, the Blue City of the Sea. As the highest combat power, Firid has to deal with the situation over there, and how can he have the energy to take care of the affairs of this continent.

He ordered his godson Redseus to give up sending troops to rescue King Qin's army, obviously wanting to make us suspicious, but he didn't dare to attack Galia's side. Once Firid returns from stabilizing the battle on the side of the Blue City, I'm afraid we won't have a chance again. "Wren (Silder) is ambitious.

"What if there is an ambush for the rebels, and it is possible to attack Klein City from the flank after His Majesty's attack. "White is more than ten times more worried than Wren [Silder] is timid and cautious.

"Your Majesty need not be anxious, although it is good to put a hundred and twenty hearts. With only 70,000 winged Terran troops, plus 8,000 heavy cavalry from Thunderstorm, I borrowed His Majesty's two magic bullets and machine guns to go on a crusade against the rebels. None of the defenders in Klein City were left, and all the other magic bullets and weapons were left.

The city that 200,000 rebels can't gnaw down, I don't believe that the tens of thousands of remnants in the hands of Redseus will be defeated. "Wren (Silder), who is eager to return to his hometown, has a confident statement. He didn't believe at all that Redseus, who was chased and killed by himself some time ago, was only interested in running for his life, and he was only afraid of Krosso.

"The whole army marches. The goal of our army is to take the old royal capital Galia and return to the top of the Nether. Discover that Fielder is unforgiving..."

Therefore, the 70,000-winged army combined with the 8,000 heavy cavalry of the beast commanded by the thunderstorm, after being supplied with sufficient food and grass, began to advance in the direction of the city of Galia along the mighty road.

"Okay, okay, emperors. "Long live the Duan Feierta Empire!" "Long live the top of the Netherworld!:" "I haven't eaten for three days, and I've been living on grass roots and tree bark. ”…

When the ragged and hungry people along the road saw them, they welcomed them along the road and begged for relief food.

"Give them some food. Tell them that as long as they sincerely support the Duan Feierta Empire, they will have food to eat in the future. Wren rode on the back of a tall horse, and when he saw this, he proudly commanded his men.

"Okay, okay. At this time, Croce deliberately used a spell to starve himself shriveled and thin, unkempt, tanned-skinned, dressed in rags, carrying a large broken straw mat on his back, holding a broken bamboo pole stained with black ash in his right hand, holding a dirty and broken bowl in his left hand, and his bare feet stained with mud, Redseus, dressed as a beggar, also appeared among the victims, asking for food while observing the situation of the enemy army.

"Mybaby, all the winged troops are dispatched. Eight thousand of Thunderstorm's men followed. ”

I saw that an old man wearing a torn, dirty and old yellow Taoist robe printed with the gossip pattern of yin and yang fish, his hair was white and long and hung down to his waist, his torso was rickety, and he was more than a head shorter than Redseus, and the old man with a shriveled face and a white and long beard, no shorter than his hair, held a rotten whisk and ran to Redseus's side with bare feet and farts to remind him.

"May I ask who the gentleman is, and how do you know what I am thinking?" Redseus was taken aback when he saw this, and then he looked at it again, and found that the old man exuded a familiar feeling all over his body.

"I'm an old immortal in South China, no, just a fortune teller. As for why you know what you're thinking, you can't divulge it. The old man, with a stiff back, waved a few times at the sky, and admonished nervously.

"I'll tell you the truth, sir, I'm from Galia. Excuse me, are you free to help us now?" Redseus had already guessed that the old man was pretending to be Fried, and quickly pulled him aside, crouched on the ground behind the large crowd of victims, and asked.

"What are you talking about?" the old man squatted down behind him and asked in a deliberately weird way.

"I ask, are you free to help us?" asked Redseus a little louder.

"Why should the old man help you? What else can the old man help you, who is half dead and buried?" the old man put his hand next to his ear, frowned and squeezed his eyes, and asked rhetorically in a completely incomprehensible manner.

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