The feeling of flying dust is approaching, and it can be compared to termites that can eat everything. They'll swarm toward the barracks and devour everything they have.

Shen Mengting breathed rapidly, hoping that she could avoid the fate of being devoured. She looked toward the vast plain ahead, and duly compared the distance between the smoke that rushed into the sky and her side.

"It's five kilometers! No, there may be ......."

"The approximate distance is about seven or eight kilometers!" Chen Tianhao's voice quickly overshadowed. He is very confident in his grasp of distance.

"If ......"

Shen Mengting's throat seemed to be a little stuck, because if it was really as Chen Tianhao said, the specific distance was like this, it meant that the enemy would rush in within an hour at the slowest pace.

It's just that this half an hour is only an estimate, judging from the speed of Sauron's army's actions, it may be said that the time will be cut in half, which means that within the shortest thirty minutes, Shen Mengting's side will enjoy the 'luck' of Sauron's army.

This time is too urgent!Shen Mengting began to shake her head incessantly, as soon as Sauron's army arrived here, it was estimated that there would be a massacre in the sky. So she must not let this happen, she must make the appearance of a marshal to defend against the enemy.

"No! No, I have to cheer up, and we can't sit still!" Shen Mengting quickly turned around, and she looked towards the inside of the barracks, "Hey, is the assembly completed?"

At the moment of her questioning, a large number of soldiers also walked towards the gate. However, they did not seem to be in a state of tension as if they were facing a great enemy. On the contrary, they were all unusually relaxed, and a few even had a kind of sleepy malaise.

When Shen Mengting saw that the soldiers were in this situation, she was immediately angry. However, she didn't have much time to criticize at the moment, and her current task was to gather all the soldiers in the barracks.

Then, line up and fend off the oncoming army of Sauron!

As the number of soldiers grew, it seemed as if they were going to block the gate. For this reason, Shen Mengting hurriedly walked forward, she wanted the more than 10,000 soldiers to be completely assembled at the gate.

The drums were beating more and more, and they were becoming extremely dense! In response to the constant sound of drums, the soldiers were already numbered at the door.

"Shen Mengting, now the soldiers are all out, right?" Qian Hao looked at the group of soldiers behind him who kept flowing out like a stream.

But what he was more concerned about now was the smoke of the plain ahead! The flying dust was getting closer and closer, but they didn't have the appearance of facing it at all.

"General Qian Hao, pay attention to your wording! In the barracks, you should call me Generalissimo!" Shen Mengting's eyes seemed to be very cold, revealing a soldier-like dead air from it.

Qian Hao instantly twitched his body, and it took him a lot of time to get used to his former friend and release the fact that he was so remarkable. Helplessly, he also said, "Ah! Okay! Generalissimo Shen Mengting!"

"Generalissimo!

Deep inside the barracks, a familiar shout suddenly sounded. It took Shen Mengting a lot of time to identify that it was from General Wang Bin.

Wang Bin should have completed the task, so he would run to the gate of the barracks again. Sure enough, after reaching his destination, he didn't even have time to catch his breath, so he reported the previous series of behaviors.

"The army is already rallying for a rallying cry! Outside the tents in almost every area, the rallying horn sounded. I believe that in a few minutes, the soldiers will all come out!"

"Really?" Shen Mengting tightened her lips when she heard this.

In fact, she was not satisfied with Wang Bin's answer, and it took dozens of minutes to gather more than 10,000 troops, which was absolutely unimaginable when her father was alive.

But given the current situation, she has no time to criticize.

Shen Mengting looked at the plain in front of her and found that the smoke rushing straight into the sky was already approaching a lot of distance.

"There's no time! the enemy is coming!" she sighed, her eyes widening rapidly.

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The sound of horses' hooves was everywhere, and they not only brought out noise, but also made a piece of dust on the mud and stone of the plain that rushed straight into the sky.

Sun Junfeng just likes this feeling, because whenever the troops make this scene, it means that a large number of killings will appear with it. He desperately wanted to kill the [River Crab] person, which could stimulate his original [River Crab] desire, and it was also more able to vent the hidden pressure.

For this reason, Sun Junfeng didn't control his emotions while riding a horse, and suddenly laughed out of thin air.

Generalissimo Lian Yunpo next to him took this scene into his eyes, and after he twitched the corners of his mouth, he let out a casual 'hum' sound, "Junfeng, what can make you so happy?"

Sun Junfeng came back to his senses suddenly, and he realized that he seemed to have lost his temper, so he quickly scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. However, since he is currently in a state of riding a horse, his head-scratching action will not last long.

"Oh! It's nothing! I'm just thinking about something!"

"Oh, do you want to do something?" Although Lian Yunpo's tone was relatively relaxed, his hands had been firmly grasping the reins of the horse, and he did not feel relaxed at all. He's always been like that, always with his mind tight.

"Yes! Generalissimo!"

"Then what are you thinking? I saw you baring your teeth a long time ago?" Lian Yunpo gradually looked ahead. However, his slightly 'contemptuous' look did not descend at all.

Sun Junfeng directly confided the thoughts in his heart. After he finished speaking, although his face was embarrassed, the emotions hidden in his heart were full of pride.

Lian Yunpo actually smiled after hearing this. For the Saurons, killing is not a big deal at all. Only the weak will be killed, and the strong will only be killed. Therefore, he naturally would not criticize Sun Junfeng for anything.

This is the idea that Lian Yunpo has always maintained: If the weak are bullied, it is the fault of the weak, because why does the strong not bully others, but only bully you? If you are bullied, it is your own fault, and you cannot be blamed for the strong who bullied you.

At the same time, there is a proverb circulating within Sauron - there must be something hateful about the poor!

The reason why poor people are pitiful is not caused by this world, and they must not blame the pitiful strong.

As the saying goes, people should find the cause from themselves, not to cyanically blame the society! And if they are bullied, they should really find the reason from themselves! They must also have something to hate, and this will attract the bullying of the strong!

This is Lian Yunpo's principle of doing things. No, it should be said that almost all the officials of Sauron judged everything with this kind of thinking.

Strength is what the people of Sauron have, and everything is based on strength. Those who compete show that they are strong, and that is the so-called elite. They can also enjoy the benefits of the 'Elite [River Crab] Class'!

However, after Lian Yun finished laughing, he still didn't forget to remind Sun Junfeng a few words, "Junfeng! Although we have maintained an absolute superiority this time, we must not underestimate the enemy too much! You must know that underestimating the enemy has always been a taboo in war, and even if the enemy is weak, there will be moments when it hurts people!"

"Oh?" Hearing the generalissimo's explanation, Sun Junfeng still didn't seem to understand.

The billowing sand almost encircled them, and he could even smell some of the dust.

Sun Junfeng frowned for a number of reasons, and he also took advantage of the gap to look ahead.

The military camp on the Saran side seemed to be right in front of him, and it was built in some isolation in the middle of the great plain. Sun Junfeng's gaze became condensed, and at the same time, he also sighed: It turns out that this is the largest military camp in the legendary Saran Kingdom!

The thought of admiration was not enough, but Sun Junfeng was still more excited! Saran built such a large camp on the border with their Sauron country, which showed that he cared very much about his opponent! Being extremely concerned by his opponent can sometimes be called pride.

The corners of Sun Junfeng's mouth were hooked again, and he was already imagining the joy of attacking this military camp in more than ten minutes. When the time comes, he will definitely take the lead in slaughtering all the Saran soldiers in the camp and not leaving any of them, and then take this great military camp for himself.

'Hehe!Is Saran's army ready?' Your nightmare is coming!' His eyes stared straight at the main entrance of the barracks, and Sun Junfeng's mouth moved unconsciously.

However, there was one scene that Sun Junfeng was quite concerned about, and that was at the gate of the Yokoga military camp, as if a large group of Salan soldiers were gathering.

It turns out that they have already discovered the situation! Half of Sun Junfeng's face was distorted. However, this should also be a normal phenomenon, the army on his side has made such a big move, even if the Saran army is slackened, it will at least make corresponding defenses!

"Uh-huh! Things seem to be getting more and more interesting!"

Lian Yunpo saw his apprentice let out such a strange smile again, so he still asked like 'contempt', "What's the matter? Junfeng!

was told by the old marshal like this, and Sun Junfeng immediately came back to his senses. But because he was still running violently, his body quickly 'clicked'.

"Ahh......h

"I'm guessing you're feeling that the Saran soldiers are prepared, right?" said Lian Yunpo's steady tone.

I believe that he has already seen the movement at the gate of the Yokoga military camp a long time ago, and Saran has already made preparations. That doesn't seem to change much, though. Sun Junfeng was confident that this raid could uproot all the living forces in the barracks.

"Yes, yes, it looks like the Sarans are reacting pretty quickly!

"Look, Junfeng, have you forgotten all the things I told you just now?"

"Huh?" Sun Junfeng looked puzzled.

"I have always warned you, no matter how weak the enemy is, you must not underestimate the enemy! Why don't you listen to me at all?" At present, Lian Yunpo's expression was very serious, as if he was about to scold.

Sun Junfeng quickly lowered his head, but because he was driving a horse, he could only look ahead again. For a long time, he exhaled firmly.

"Marshal!" seemed to be a little hesitant, but under the continuous incursion of sand and dust, Sun Junfeng still decided to release all the words in his heart, "I have a question that I have been holding back for a long time!"

"What's wrong?"

"You really didn't despise those Sarans?"

It should not have been expected that Sun Junfeng would ask this question, and Lian Yunpo's head turned around. But if he did so, he would not be able to look ahead.

As an old marshal galloping on the battlefield, how could Lian Yunpo take the risk of driving a horse in violation of the law! Therefore, after shouting the word 'driving,' he immediately shook his head to the side.

Sun Junfeng was a little confused at first, but when he turned his head and saw the edge of the line, he quickly knew what it meant.

"Do you want to say it there?" asked the question without confidence, and Sun Junfeng's current expression was still a little timid.

"Of course!" Lian Yun made a straight face, and directly pulled the horse's head to the side.

However, since the surrounding area was full of horseback soldiers who were running rapidly, Lian Yunpo did not move his horses laterally. He chose to deflect his horse's head slightly, and then gradually left the group in a diagonal manner.

And sometimes when he wants to bump into the soldiers running forward at a rapid pace, Lian Yunpo will also choose to bow his head and make an embarrassed attitude. He respects every soldier who works hard with him, and he has always considered those people to be his relatives.

In this way, he and Sun Junfeng, who was closely behind him, left the team together.

As soon as you leave the fast-running procession, the sand and dust around you suddenly disappear. Sun Junfeng couldn't help but look back at the majestic sand and dust that was about to rise and rushed straight into the sky, coupled with the sound of horses' hooves resounding in his ears, he suddenly felt that his army really had the feeling of a golden iron horse.

"We are the most powerful country in Cellos!" The pride made Sun Junfeng puff up his chest again.

Lian Yunpo had been watching from the side, and he was silent for a long time before moving the reins of the horse in his hand. Then, he slowly approached Sun Junfeng.

Sun Junfeng discovered this, and he turned his gaze away, "Ahhh

This time, he can finally lower his head for a longer time, which is enough to show his respect and fear for Lian Yunpo!

Lian Yunpo moved the horse a little distance again, and he looked at his diagonal front, the surging sand and dust current!

He stared at it for a while, but he still didn't say anything from beginning to end. In the midst of all the dust and dust, there was a soldier of Sauron who had contributed to his country in the same way!

"Marshal ......"

"Junfeng, about the question you just asked, I'm still here to answer you honestly!" Along with the movement of his mouth, there was also Lian Yunpo's turned face.

'Don't you really despise those Sarans?' Sun Junfeng remembered asking himself. He didn't think it was a difficult question to answer, but in fact he was called aside and accepted the old marshal's response alone.

Sun Junfeng's head was still lowered, as if he wasn't going to raise it.

"Junfeng, do you ask me if I ever despise the Saran?" frowned slightly, and Lian Yunpo put down the reins of the horse in his hand.

As the reins were lowered, the horses never lost control a little, and remained quietly still. Lian Yun is very satisfied with the obedience of the horses, he has always believed that the horses are the same as their subordinates, the more obedient they are, the more they will be liked. So he reached out and touched the horse's neck.

This war horse was selected recently, and he has been galloping on the battlefield for more than 50 years, and he has changed more than a dozen horses.

"You're still good!" his hand around the horse's neck slowed down.

The horses seemed to be enjoying the old marshal's touch, and let out a cry of pleasure.

Sun Junfeng rolled his eyes and glanced at the marshal a few times from time to time, he would never have thought that the marshal himself would still have such a soft heart under such a rigid image.

Lian Yunpo touched the horse for a long time before slowly putting his hand down. He kept having this pouting smile on his face, but he didn't keep it for long, and he turned to Sun Junfeng's side.

"Now I'll tell you that I didn't despise the Saran!"

"Huh?" Sun Junfeng tilted his head slightly. In fact, this answer is quite surprising, because for the country of Saran, the first to name it an 'inferior country' was the veteran soldiers led by Lian Yunpo.

"What's wrong? Do you think it's weird? Or do you think I've always looked down on the Sarans?" Lian Yunpo turned the head of the horse he was riding in a different direction, and he began to slowly move towards Sun Junfeng, "The truth is that I really haven't seen the Salans clearly!"

"It is true that the current country of Salan is very unbearable, and I have heard that many young people in it can fail even the examination of the junior occupation. In such a depraved context, it will indeed be seen clearly by other countries. But I don't think so! I always think that the main reason why Saran has become where it is today is because of the lack of a leader! It is precisely because of the lack of a leader that the Saran people have lost the traction of the leader and have become unsure of how to move forward!"

Hearing such words, Sun Junfeng felt that his body was completely straightened. He looked at Lian Yunpo in a daze, unable to keep up with anything.

"So, how dare I look down on this country?" Lian Yunpo paused slightly, "Once upon a time, Saran's guides were Shen Haiteng and Yang Jiening! These two outstanding generalissimos kept the iron cavalry of our Sauron Empire out alive. And now, these two men no longer exist! This is the root cause of the weakening of the Saran State. ”

The moment he said that, Lian Yunpo raised his head, and his eyes were incomparably sharp, "But...... If there is a new guide in Saran, then ...... For our Tyren Empire, it will be very tricky!"