To the north of Baitang Town, on the other side of the Liuqing River, on the other side of the Taihang Wangwu, the terrain is intricate, and there are several small rivers along the river, and it is their gurgling water convergence that has the magnificence of the Liuqing River below, and on the banks of these small rivers, there are thirty forces of different sizes, ranging from first-level villages to fifth-level villages.

Among them, the most powerful is the fifth-level village named Zibo on the north bank, the leader is from Lan Hongxing's divine choice, he belongs to the fantasy civilization, and there are currently five thousand soldiers in the village, which is a very powerful strength for a fifth-level village. Of course, Baitang Village was directly upgraded to a small town at the beginning, so naturally it has not experienced this.

And then the worst strength is a small village in the south closest to Baitang Town, the leader here is from Beitaxing, from the grade point of view, about a teenager, with oily hair and powder, full of neutral appearance, if it weren't for a horse Pingchuan's breasts, she would definitely be regarded as a girl.

On this day, in the village chief's house in Zibo, a fifth-level village, thirty chiefs sat in two rows, and the Zibo village chief sat on the main seat and began to discuss the current war situation.

"As far as I know, White Sugar Town has discovered our actions, and I can't think of who leaked the secret, but I think they should have started to focus on defensive measures now, and today I am anxious for everyone to come over to discuss the current situation." Zibo said from the main seat, if he didn't know that they came from thirty different forces, I am afraid that everyone would think that the people sitting below were all his subordinates.

The first to speak was a guy sitting on the left side of the first row, about in his early twenties, he pointed in the direction of White Sugar Town, and said: "The matter of the strength duel between White Sugar Town and NPCs that day, I'm afraid the entire Southern Continent already knows about it, they have suffered heavy losses, and now is our best opportunity to attack, as long as we join forces, we will definitely be able to take them down." ”

Most of the lords applauded when they heard this, and then they heard thunderous applause from the entire hall. Of course, there are some people who pretend to applaud but pout. They knew very well in their hearts that no matter what the final result of this battle was, the people who benefited would definitely not be their own forces, after all, their side was only a small village of the first and second levels, and how many people could come out.

"Yes, as long as we work together, not to mention that he is a first-class town, even if it is a city, we can conquer it, and when the time comes, please ask Lord Zibo to leave a place for your brother, so that we can grow together as your left arm and right arm." A bald head with the eyes of a roe deer, his eyes shining with a complicated light, said flatteringly.

After Zibo listened to this lord's words, he was very useful, because he also knew very well in his heart that if he encouraged this group of people to win this battle, of course he would be the one who would benefit in the end. However, there is still a lot to be done on the surface.

"Brother Anus, I don't treat the master as a brother when I say this, I promise you that as long as I have a bite of food to eat in the future, I guarantee that I won't be hungry for everyone."

The lord of Zibo Village glanced at the other 29 lords sitting below, and a sense of pride rose in his heart, this group of people is just my cannon fodder, my stepping stone. During his glancing, he unconsciously looked at the lord sitting in the last position.

This person is the weakest lord among the thirty forces, and now it's been a year since the start, and he is still just a small village chief of a village, I really don't know how he survived this cold winter, if he hadn't thought he was a female lord, Zibo would have destroyed him a long time ago. This joint operation did not include this first-level village chief, but ...... In order to show his humanitarian feelings, he finally counted him in it.

If you want to show humanitarian sentiment and free discussion of speech, it is better to ...... He thought of a simple way to win the favor of these weak people.

"I don't know if the lord of Longteng Village has anything to say?"

Zibo looked at the little lord with a self-righteous and kind look.

Gulastin, who is the head of this first-level village, originally he was marginalizing himself as much as possible, so as not to be seen by these people, he hated that kind of contemptuous eyes, and the arrogance in his bones made him unable to see those people with a high face, but there was no way, his village could not develop further for some reasons, so he could only endure it.

"I, I don't have any good advice." Gulasven's eyes kept looking east and west, as if he was terrified.

A group of people looked at them with contempt, and the disdain and pride could be seen in their eyes. This look fell on him, as if there were countless needles pricking him—uncomfortable!

"Ahem!"

Zibo coughed, then pretended to be serious and angry, glared at the other lords, turned his head to look at the little lord, pretended to show a kind expression, and said: "Lord of Longteng Village, don't worry, no matter what, you are one of us, if you have any opinions and ideas, just say it." ”

Although Gulasven looked only sixteen years old, he was keenly able to clearly catch the trace of disdain in Zibo's eyes, and he still didn't hide it well, which was very hypocritical. This hypocrisy is disgusting even more than those naked disdain.

Still, he needs to endure.

"Do you want me to say? I'm afraid you won't believe it. Gulasven said weakly, with a nervous look.

"How do you know we won't believe if you don't tell us?"

Glancing across the hall, Gulasven saw his pupils, which were gold on one side and blue on the other.

"White Sugar Town is extremely powerful and has a superior terrain, and we may not be able to win this battle."

"Hahahaha~~~" The lords of those fourth- and fifth-level villages all laughed.

One of them directly said angrily: "Fart! We have a total of 30,000 troops in our six fifth-level villages, a total of 30,000 troops in the other 10 fourth-level villages, and a total of 780,000 troops in the third- and second-level villages. Baitang Town is just a first-class town, with a total population of 40,000 and a total of only about 10,000 troops. ”

Gulasven pursed his lips and did not speak again.

Zibo was very unhappy when he heard this first-level village chief say such an objection, but he couldn't get angry in a special position, so he could only hold back his anger and ask: "What Kragu said is right, we have more troops than Baitang Town, where is there a reason for defeat?" ”

Gulastin glanced at the entire hall, and then said: "When you fight, you don't even have a map and a sand table, do you talk about it all by mouth?" The terrain of White Sugar Town is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and we take the initiative to attack, and the other side only needs a group of militiamen who can shoot arrows to keep us 80,000 people out. ”

"Humph! Brag unblushingly. This time, our attacking troops were divided into three directions, and we were sure to take them by surprise. How could it be defeated. Zibo finally couldn't pretend anymore.

"Just a small village of your level, take your five spearmen with you, and don't cause trouble for us."

"That's it, it's been a year of fighting, and it's embarrassing to be five spearmen, if it weren't for the mercy of Lord Zibo, you would have been a dead soul under the sword!"

Listening to the words of the people in the hall, Gulastin closed his mouth and stopped talking, but he knew in his heart that this battle was more than lucky, and he wanted to think of a way out for himself.