"Zheng... Zheng...! ”

On the battlefield of tens of millions of miles in the north, countless group fighters are almost fleeing desperately with a routing posture!

Take control of the words of the adults.

How dare they, as warriors, disobey?

Moreover, the adults who had just been in control did not hide the horror in their words.

It was able to make the dignified first-class officer, Master Qiao Qingtian, who was transferred from the First Hospital of the Hejian Mansion War Zone, so frightened that he even gave the order to retreat.

How horrible it must be?!

Don't run now.

It can only be a senseless sacrifice!

Not long after, there was a burst of explosions behind him, which also attracted many fighters... One after another looked back.

Just a glance!

Countless pairs of eyes were completely frightened and shocked!

The reflection in the light of the eyes, only... Boundless red!

Sky.

It's red.

Earth.

It's also red.

Even the white fog that has drifted across the battlefield for an unknown number of years... It has turned into a terrifying crimson!

However, the red of the three has nothing to do with each other.

But it's the same.

The sky is dyed red by the morning glow.

The earth is born of heaven and earth.

That white mist.

It is made up of countless warriors who have been haunted... Covered in blood, soaked in!

Countless bloody bodies wafted directly to the soldiers who were still standing on the battlefield, and the smell of blood almost made people tremble!

Qiao Qingtian's face was flushed, and his eyes were already full of scarlet bloodshots!

Two lines of tears.

Heavy low on the ground!

He now has in his mind... Only hate!

Boundless.

Hate!!

He hated himself.

If they had been able to give the order first, perhaps these warriors would not have died.

And it is.

Senseless sacrifice!

But what can he do at this moment?

Rush in? also ended up with a place to die without a place to be buried?

Let this huge third group in the north completely lose its leader? Caught in the absurd situation of no one to command?

This... Not something he could do!

It was only now that he understood why the old gentleman who taught him medicine in the headquarters had to tell him... In this life, don't go to the front line of the battlefield!

Don't do this, one person is under the control of a group above 10,000 people!

Qiao Qingtian at that time.

I just thought that this gentleman had seen too many bloody scenes and was timid.

He was at that time.

I was still very sarcastic in my heart.

But, at the moment.

He, understood.

That gentleman, not cowardly.

It's not that I'm afraid of the slaughter of this northern battlefield.

It's afraid.

The deep feeling of powerlessness that the person he could save was falling in front of him.

It's really... It's heartbreaking!

Often taking a deep breath, Qiao Qingtian's eyes didn't even dare to look directly at the figure in the white mist, and his voice was full of anger as if it was trembling slightly.

Again... Spread all over this area!

"With my orders, evacuate quickly...... The Third Group of the Northern Battlefield governs the war zone!! ”

What is the ......

Qiao Qingtian almost gritted his teeth before he could say it!

Control as a group.

Forced to give an order, even more so in the case of the loss of so many elite fighters.

But they can't fight the enemy head-on.

This is... How aggrieved?!

But as a group control, he must endure!

Endure what ninjas can't endure in the world!

Fang Wei... Dacheng!

With the sound of horses' hooves, the sweaty BMW belonging to a high-ranking and powerful person walked towards the blood-stained ancient city... Race fast!

And, behind him.

The red land is followed by the figure of a graceful woman.

and the ubiquitous and terrible sound of the Qiang flute.

Crazy... Engulf!!

……

Canglan Ancient City.

The terrible city walls, which were stained with blood everywhere, became the only place for the warriors to take refuge at this moment.

Thousands of miles of land in the northern battlefield.

Only inside and outside the small city walls.

is the real security.

Qiao Qingtian swallowed a mouthful of water, and then, his eyes were full of sorrow.

The cigarette case with the bloodstained ancient city printed on it fell from his pocket.

A cigarette, as if calling him.

Qiao Qingtian's eyes were gloomy and he picked it up gently.

"Click......"

The sound of the lighter suddenly came out, and a puff of incomparably thick smoke went directly into his nose.

Pungency!

A puff of smoke.

Qiao Qingtian, who smoked, was about to shed tears.

But there were two lines of tears hanging from the corners of those eyes.

But it is not born of smoke.

The third group of the northern realm under his command, the Dragon, Mang, and the Poor Qi queue.

There should be tens of thousands of squares.

But now it appeared in front of his eyes.

Most... There are only about 8,000 people.

Other words.

In the war that didn't go to war just now, he... Thus more than two thousand fighters were lost!

This is not only for him, but for the entire northern battlefield.

All at once.

Unpredictable failure!

The soldiers were not handed over.

but was defeated first.

Such a failure, no matter who is in control.

All... Unacceptable!

But this is not the reason why Qiao Qingtian really cried!

What made him really feel sad and indignant was the thousands of soldiers!

Every soldier dies in a frontal fight with the enemy, which is also the glory of Yongzhou, but to die like this, Qiao Qingtian really feels for them......

Worth!

It was because of these thoughts that the guilt in his heart... It's getting more and more inflated!

Exhaled a deep puff of smoke, and just as he was about to get up, he saw the deputy controller on the side, who was already waiting for him.

Hands.

It's yellow paper, and it's a piece of paper.

And one more.

It belongs to everyone in the control of the north, and the unique golden seal!

This is the fold of the great seal.

No matter where you are, no matter how urgent.

All regarded, 80,000 miles expedited!

Other words.

A radius of 80,000 miles, if there is a twist and turn of this big seal.

Maximum.

It can only be delayed for 24 hours!

Seeing the object in the hand of the deputy control, and glancing at the red in his eyes that was no less than his own, Qiao Qingtian ...... Two lines of tears are even more directly shed!

"Take control."

"You... You can't give up, this is just a failure, the third group is not only the tens of thousands of soldiers in front of you, but also hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers who have been transferred to Yongzhou by the realm lord! ”

"Now, all the fighters are waiting for your dispatch!!"

There seems to be a little golden sound in the words, and the faint meaning of slaughter in it is the wolf head flag that will flutter above, dyed red!

Meanwhile.

Countless black mangs were all looking at Qiao Qingtian who was standing at the forefront with longing eyes.

Then.

Neat, get down on one knee!

In the next second, countless earth-shattering killing sounds spread all over the world!!

"Control your lordship, the third group of the northern battlefield please take your life, please control your lord, quickly play the realm lord, and dispatch troops!!"

I heard the voices of countless warriors shouting in unison, and saw the endless battle intent burning in their eyes.

Qiao Qingtian, swallow a mouthful of white mist fiercely!

Thick smoke rolled on his chest.

But he.

But I don't care!

Under the gaze of countless people, Qiao Qingtian... Slowly took out a sharp knife!

Fold with that and put it in line with the pendulum!

The deputy controller on the side, seeing this scene, shot extremely respectful in his eyes.

He had already guessed.

This newly appointed ruler wants to... What to do!