"It's really cool to fight a few people! It's still easy to use this formation formulated by the leader, isn't it called a mandarin duck formation, what is a mandarin duck?" said to the stupid big Pound in the middle of the battlefield.

"Don't talk nonsense! Control your subordinates, don't let them kill their temperament and can't stop it! Don't ruin the plan of the master sergeant!" The stupid big man was still very sober at the critical time, and reminded Ma Ni.

"Of course, I know! Hey, I didn't expect these guys who had just experienced a rout to be able to go back into battle to kill the enemy so soon, how excited!" Ma Nile said.

The battles from victory to victory not only restored the courage of these rabble, but also made them gradually convinced of Sun Dashuai.

They felt that it was good to follow Sun Dashuai, this non-commissioned officer did not treat them harshly, the rewards and punishments were clear, and they could always win the battle.

It is not easy to die with him, and there are meritorious deeds to be gained, such a chief is not available everywhere. In the depths of their hearts, a sense of belonging arises.

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The camp of the 3rd Sentai Corps.

Three days ago, the Ghost Face Corps suddenly appeared near the camp of the Third Combat Team, and at the same time, external communication was cut off. At that time, the commander of the corps, Ao Nishang, had just arrived at the camp and immediately organized a defense.

The enemy forces were outnumbered, and it was with great difficulty that they repelled several enemy attacks, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

I got news today that there was a rout of our regiment near the camp, and it was said that it was likely to be someone from the second team. As a result, the top brass of the Nishang Legion was very worried, and their morale was sluggish.

Legion Commander Ao Nishang came to the command post of Deputy Legion Commander Ying Qinglin alone, and the two of them withdrew from their subordinates to discuss the battle situation.

It can be seen that Ying Qinglin knows how to be interesting and loves his fiancée very much, so he cooked the wine himself and placed a retro-style wine tripod on the table. However, his expression was very lonely and he sighed.

"Alas, Ni Shang, there is wine today and drunk today, drinking this glass should be a little more comfortable!" Ying Qinglin raised her glass to her legion commander and lover.

Ying Qinglin is a young man of the Dragon Clan who is about twenty years old, and he is also Ao Nishang's cousin and fiancé, he has a jade face and sword eyebrows, a pair of red phoenix eyes, very handsome, but there is a feeling of weakness and decadence in the whole handsomeness.

Don't look at him as a dragon or a silver-collar demon king, but he doesn't take responsibility, he doesn't have the spirit of forging ahead, and he usually just likes to drink and have fun and make friends, so this ancient ruin defense battle is still busy with Ao Nisheng, and he has full command, and he didn't help at all.

Ao Nishang picked up the wine glass, took a sip slightly, and suddenly asked, "Cousin, the battle situation is difficult, what are your plans in the future?"

"Plans?" Ying Qinglin was slightly drunk, and seemed to be struggling to think, and it took him a long time before he said: "The Ghost Face Corps is attacking very fiercely, and the second team is ...... The second team seems to have been defeated, and the first team doesn't know what to do...... If it doesn't work, let's surrender......"

He whimpered like a woman and muttered: "Actually, it's not a big deal to surrender, I heard that Yingzhou is very kind to his subordinates, at least...... At least not as mean as my uncle, and we might be able to keep our fortune...... When the time comes, the two of us will find a place to get married, and this will be the case for the rest of our lives......"

As the son-in-law of Donghai Ling and the fiancé of Ao Nishang, at the critical time of the war, he actually thought of surrendering.

Speaking of this, Ying Qinglin raised his head, looked at Ao Nishang's clear big eyes, and asked, "Nishang, you love me, right? Let's elope together!"

"Of course I love you!" said Ao Nishang softly. As she said this, she flicked her jade fingers and flicked something into the wine glass, and Ying Qinglin was looking into her eyes and didn't notice this small movement.

"That's good, that's good......"

The deputy commander seemed satisfied, and he sighed, "I was going to ...... I'm going to put both of our neon legions on this ...... This mom-and-pop shop is open, and now the times are not good, alas...... Actually, it's not bad to be a rich man, and the legion has made a lot of money over the years......"

Ying Qinglin narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was fantasizing about a beautiful rich life in the future, and staying with his wife until he grew old. Thinking of his pleasure, he picked up his glass, poured a full glass, and drank it all.

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As soon as this cup was put down, his face changed, he covered his abdomen with his hands, and he was in great pain, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead in the blink of an eye.

"This ...... What's going on? Wine ...... There's a problem with the wine!, beware of the enemy's infiltration and poisoning......" he called out with difficulty.

The delicateness on Ao Nishang's face was gone, and she looked at him with a cold face.

"What's wrong with you, ......Nishang? You're poisoned too? Don't be afraid, I'm ...... I'm going to call the military doctor......"

Ying Qinglin struggled to his feet. The woman he loved in his life was poisoned, and he was more worried than his own poisoning, and he wanted to go out and call for a military doctor to save his beloved fiancée first, but the poison was too violent, and his abdomen was like a knife, and he couldn't take this step, and finally fell to the ground.

"There's no need to call a medic, no one will come here. Ao Ni Xiang's lips spit out these cold words.

Ying Qinglin finally noticed that something was wrong, he raised his head with difficulty, and said, "Nishang, this is ...... Is this poison ...... It's you...... Down?!"

Ao Nishang sneered and said: "You have no ambition all these years, I am so disappointed, this legion was originally brought by you, and the commander of the legion is also yours, but you let it to me, and you enjoy the blessings by the side." ”

"You also turn a blind eye to the things in the regiment, and let your subordinates disobey me, and now you want to join the enemy, the legion no longer needs a deputy corps commander like you, now at this critical juncture, it's time for me to show my skills!"

Ying Qinglin's drowsy brain was like being struck by lightning, and it took him a long time before he muttered: "You are dissatisfied, why don't you tell me?"

"Is it useful to say to you, that you are as weak as a waste, and you only know how to drink, hunt, and play with women all day long?"

Ao Nishang shouted indignantly, "You treat the legion as your own mom-and-pop shop, can such a legion grow and grow?" now...... Are you worthy of my father?"

The more she spoke, the more angry she became, "Do you know that as long as we hold out for two more days, just two days, our legion will advance! We will have the legion realm! If we surrender, everything will be gone! Everything will be lost! I will become a joke in the dragon clan!"

Ao Nishang stood up and looked at Ying Qinglin condescendingly, her gaze like a queen looking down on a pile of disgusting carrion.

"Although the second team is finished, I still have the first team, they find out that something is wrong, they will definitely come over for reinforcements, Nishang can survive these two days! The legion will definitely grow! The Nishang legion will definitely become a strong force in the underwater world!"

She clenched her pink fist and waved it vigorously: "I want to prove that in this marginal world, women can still achieve brilliant success, above all men!"

Ying Qinglin, the deputy commander of the regiment, barely opened his blurred eyes and looked at his former fiancée, he found that his fiancée's usual watery and clear gaze was gone, replaced by a flame, an ambitious flame!

With a long sigh, he tilted his head and closed his eyes forever.