Chapter Seventy-Two: Heartlessness is also a kind of strength

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Streamer, who was looking down and thinking about things, immediately waved his hand after hearing Ye Zhen actually ask for his opinion: "What is Mr. Night, since even you and the president have no way, how can I have any good ideas..."

Streamer raised his head, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and said with a smile. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh? I don't know what President Streamer is thinking, thinking so engrossedly, he doesn't even pay attention to the 200,000 army in front of him - such concentration, it is simply the reincarnation of Yanagishita Hui, and Tarzan runs forward without changing his face. Ye Zhen's eyes were burning, and his words were like sharp swords, piercing into the depths of Streamer's heart.

"Mr. Night has praised it, now that the countdown to the dungeon has begun, let's hurry up and observe the situation, time is running out." Seeing Ye Zhen's aggressive appearance, Streamer's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said in his heart: "I'll let you be arrogant for a while - soon you will understand my methods, Jiji... No one in sight, let's see! ”

Thinking to himself, an imperceptible coldness and hideousness suddenly appeared in the eyes of the streamer.

"That's right, there's not much time left, we need to hurry, everyone be quiet-" Luoyue's voice was extremely cold, and she first raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then continued: "Now, everyone is focused on observing the army of the undead, and if you find anything unusual, report it immediately!" ”

After that, the wasteland reclamation regiment, which was still a little noisy just now, suddenly fell silent, and almost all the members of the regiment shifted their attention to the black oppressive army a few hundred meters ahead, obviously, everyone was very interested.

Ye Zhen is naturally no exception, if it weren't for the abnormality shown by the streamer that made him feel uneasy, he would not have been able to sacrifice his roots at this juncture, regardless of the overall situation, and deal with this guy.

His eyes lingered on the overwhelming camp, and soon, in Ye Zhen's pupils, there were only the black camp representing Loulan's side and the yellow-armored army representing Ling Tian's side.

At this time, black clouds rolled in the sky, and the wind swept the bean-sized grains of sand flying all over the sky, hitting people's hands and faces, and it was faintly painful.

And the rumbling war drums on the ground became more and more intense, the golden iron horse, the killing aura became stronger and stronger, and the killing aura condensed by the 200,000 regular army faintly converged into a hideous and terrifying black cloud, causing the sky to be dark, and the thunder was rolling!

"It's so strongβ€”"

Seeing such a terrifying picture, Ye Zhen couldn't help but gasp, and his expression suddenly became extremely solemn. At this time, if a flock of birds flew over these armies, I was afraid that each of them would be shaken down by the fierce killing aura and the thrilling sound of the golden drum, and lose the ability to fly in an instant.

The so-called frightened bird, the momentum of the soldiers who surrender without a fight is probably like this.

Suddenly, with a dull thunderclap resounding through the sky, several twists and turns of silver lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the sky. Finally, the momentum of the two sides that had been facing each other for a long time also reached its peak, and there was almost no need for the main general to order, only to hear a burst of shouts and killings, and the two camps, one black and one yellow, moved in unison!

"Kill!"

The voice full of boundless anger and battle ** sounded, not to mention the sergeants on both sides, even Ye Zhen and others, who were hundreds of meters away, were shocked by this wave of shouting and killing, only to feel that the blood in his body seemed to flow backwards, the blood was full of blood, and every inch of skin on his body was filled with a sharp rise of battle intent!

"On the real battlefield, even people who are usually timid and afraid of things will become like wolves and tigers at that moment, heroic and extraordinary."

Once, Ye Zhen had always disagreed with this sentence, but when he really felt the invincible momentum and fighting spirit, not to mention him, even the falling moon that stood side by side with him and commanded the moon in countless large-scale battles, the coldness in his eyes also faded in an instant, and in the next second, a rare heroic spirit appeared between his eyebrows, and there was a temperament that some women did not let their eyebrows have.

The real battlefield is by no means comparable to the various battles between tens of thousands of players or even hundreds of thousands of players between guilds.

The battlefield forged with iron and blood, and the blood that blooms with life, will never be something that people who have not experienced the Jin Ge Iron Horse can truly experience.

Clang-clad - dark clouds rolling, thunder still roaring.

When the front troops of the two armies came into contact and the head-to-head confrontation began, the roar of lightning and thunder was immediately overshadowed by the roar of lightning and thunder, and the sky was overshadowed and the earth was darkened.

The sound of war drums, horns, thunder, shouts of killing, neighing of horses, the grinding of weapons and metal armor - countless different sounds intertwined, and suddenly converged into a song of troubled times, which rose to the sky, like a sharp sword, reaching into the sky.

"It's awesome - this is really a rain of swords and arrows all over the ground, and the golden iron horse is fighting endlessly and invincible...... Invincible ......"

Just when everyone was still immersed in the sword light and sword shadow of this Jin Ge Iron Horse, a heartfelt exclamation suddenly sounded in the team channel, and I saw Brother Cannon's hand touching his chest, looking confused, looking like he wanted to chant poetry and praise but couldn't say a good sentence. Looking at his slightly trembling hands and the painful expression of his face twitching, he was like a hemorrhoid patient who had been suffocating in the toilet for most of the day, but he couldn't pour out a thousand miles.

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However, it was precisely because of his nonsense poetry that he quickly drew everyone's attention back from the battlefield full of smoke.

"Hey, big pervert - you said everyone was watching well, what are you crazy about?" Seeing that everyone was looking at Brother Cannon with the eyes of aliens, he himself was thick-skinned and might be able to pretend that nothing happened, but the sugar candy little Lori who stayed aside couldn't bear it. "Stupid donkey, even the word 'rose' of sword and rose is often written incorrectly, and you learn others to chant poems against it, you are not ashamed, the old lady still feels that she has no face to see people!"

After Sugar Candy stared at Brother Cannon with disdain and lowered his head in shame, he felt a little less angry, only to see her smile shyly, and soon made a look of deep apology for letting everyone laugh at the little woman, which made many people present laugh wildly.

However, although Ye Zhen and Luo Yue also had a shallow smile on their faces, they did not laugh at Brother Cannon. On the contrary, the eyes they looked at Brother Cannon had an incredible expression.

Just now, if it weren't for Brother Cannon's sudden interest in chanting poetry and pulling everyone's attention back, I'm afraid that everyone wouldn't be able to wake up until after the end of this war.

Brother Cannon's performance had to make Ye Zhen sigh, in fact, sometimes, being heartless is also a kind of strength!

(To be continued)