Li Xun entered the camp of the Righteous Path Alliance, the last group of people of the Zhongyuan Society, and the coffin protection team finally arrived at the decisive battle plain. ※▲ One ※ Reading ※ w□ w One □>1_k

"Welcome President!"

All the troops that had been stationed were neatly lined up, and their faces were full of tragedy as they watched the coffin of the golden silk nanmu being carried by hundreds of strong men, slowly advancing.

The burial pit had already been dug up, but everyone was not ready to bury it.

Because today is the day of the decisive battle, the last day, the day of the fate of all, and maybe not even tomorrow.

If it is defeated, Zhongyuan Society will let the president's coffin witness it with his own eyes.

If the battle is defeated, someone will destroy the coffin and destroy the body, and the people of the Righteous Path Alliance will never be allowed to get the body of the president.

That's right, if you lose the battle, you will destroy the corpse. Even if Qu Xiang was alive, they would. Because without the protection of the millions of military souls of the Zhongyuan Society, Qu Xiang would be humiliated by the Zhengdao League.

Qu Xiang also thinks so, if you win, you will live, and if you lose, you will die.

He's never going to live alone. Absolutely not.

Zhongyuan Society is his hard work, the most important place in his life, the sustenance of his life, and his soul.

If Zhongyuan Society is ruined, Qu Xiang will definitely not survive in the world.

Yuan Qingshan held Qu Xiang's tablet high and slowly moved forward, and there were people behind him with a spirit flag, with four big characters written on it - Western Connection. One look at the book w-ww.1>

In the back, there is the coffin of the golden silk nanmu.

An old man held a compass in his hand, guiding the direction of everyone's path, but in the end, the coffin of golden silk nanmu still landed on the platform next to the huge burial pit.

This one was built improvised, but it was noble. The bottom is made of concrete, and the top is an observation deck that looks like a turret.

Placing the coffin on this observatory means that the president is in the spirit of heaven and can come to the scene in person and stand on the highest place to look at everyone's watch.

Hundreds of strong men struggled to climb with the coffin, and below, neatly aligned, this piece of snow was already black.

Within a few square kilometers, it's all black. I can't see the snow on the ground and the qiē on the ground.

Millions of people is an extremely terrifying number. These people stood together in dense formations, looking up at the golden silk nanmu coffin that was constantly climbing upward, and their expressions were extremely sad.

The people of the Righteous Path Alliance have nothing else to care about. They put their hands in their sleeves, or put their warm babies out and stomp their feet to watch the excitement.

"Hehe, it's really spectacular."

"For a dead man, it takes so much manpower and material resources, is there something wrong? Ghosts are ghosts. ”

"What's the use of all this? Anyway, it's past today. There is no zài here, isn't it painful to be idle? ”

"Haha, when the time comes, dig up Qu Xiang's body, let's take a good look at whether he has three heads, six arms and two birds. △ One read the book w◆ w look w look. Book 1_k read a book n book s book h to u"

"Tsk, it's so magnificent, I can't help but want to destroy them now."

"But the million people on the other side look really majestic, and you can't see snow in such a large area, as if God has poured a basin of ink on the ground."

"Paper tigers, no matter how many people there are, they are also paper tigers. Ghosts are ghosts. In the yang world, a little boy can clean it up. Not to mention us elites. ”

“……”

The hundreds of thousands of people who watched the excitement were already in place, and when they arrived at the decisive battle, they each looked for a place to watch. Around the place of the decisive battle, all the hills in all directions are full of people. There are people everywhere. A sea of people.

Xu Maohai had woken up, and his body was extremely weak.

Director Niu didn't know what means he used to open his eyes, he looked at the sea of people on the plain below the mountain, and at first thought that it was a black 6 land.

As a result, when he saw that the 6 places could move, he was shocked and said, "This and this." It's all people? ”

Director Niu smiled: "You count how many people there are." ”

Xu Maohai almost bit his tongue: "How can there be so many people?" Oh my God, there's a lot of people on the other side. This is...... Isn't this going to be a war? ”

"So they say, it's pomp."

Xu Maohai was shocked, and his illness was seven or eight points better. Climbing a tree and looking down, he said in despair, "There must be a million people here, right?" As the saying goes, if there are more than 10,000 people, the grass and trees are gone. How much more than 10,000? On such a large plain that you can't see the edge at a glance, there is a plain that you can't see at a glance. ”

“……”

It's not just Xu Mao's soul that soars into the sky. Everyone who came to see the excitement was excited and nervous, and they had never seen so many people at one time. That's all the troops of a country.

The crowd of people made you lose the courage to breathe.

If there's one word to describe it, it's called Covering the Sun!

"Victory!"

Yuan Qingshan roared angrily.

The voice was conveyed layer by layer by the messenger, and millions of people shouted in unison at the same time: "Victory!" Win! Win! ”

With every shout, millions of people stomped their feet in unison, and the power was amazing.

The mountains shook in all directions, as if there had been an earthquake, and the trunks of the trees were trembling. Xu Maohai slipped and was almost shaken off the tree.

The snow was falling in torrents, and a steep mountain to the west was even shaken to an avalanche. Those who watched the excitement and cried dad and shouted mother ran around.

The faces of the Zhengdao Alliance changed in unison, and one by one they subconsciously took a step back, and after a while, they took a step forward quite embarrassedly, pretending that they were not intimidated by this might.

The heart is beating the drum, is this the army of millions? It's so big, just a few roars, just stomping their feet in unison, the ground shakes the mountain, as if the mountain is about to collapse.

Is this something that your own people can overcome? What morale that is.

But as soon as I touched the five thunder talismans in my pocket, everyone had a little bottom in their hearts, and the morale was fierce, and it wasn't a one-trick kill?

The old man with the compass stepped onto the platform and stood in front of the golden silk nanmu coffin, shouting without knowing what secret method was used, and this voice could be heard by everyone.

"The dojo is an achievement, and the relief will be completed. The Lord is pious, incense and worship! ”

Yuan Qingshan stretched out his hand, and immediately a soldier handed over three lit incense sticks, each one as thick as an arm, more than a meter long, the incense head was scarlet, and the green smoke curled.

'Wow'

Inserting three sticks of incense into the snow, Yuan Qingshan took a step back, knelt down suddenly, and shouted: "The president is good, our army will win!" ”

The millions of troops took a step back, knelt down suddenly, got up and shouted: "If the president goes well, our army will win." ”

In the coffin, Qu Xiang, who was seriously injured, rolled down his tears like threaded pearls, his mouth trembled constantly, and he wanted to shout: "Our army will win!" ”

But he did not dare to get up.

He clenched his fists fiercely, looked at the top wall of the jade coffin close at hand, took a deep breath, and muttered: "Brother Jue, this time, I put all my chips on you, don't let me down." No, don't let me despair. Millions of lives, I can't bear it alone! ”

ps: Today I went to meet my ex-girlfriend who has been together for two years and broke up for half a year. I only came home now, and I was in a bad mood and physically and mentally exhausted. It's late. There's a lot to come. (To be continued.) )

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