The army marched for about an hour, and came to camp two miles outside the fog of Mori Dove City, Ying San looked at the Mori Dove City wrapped in the mist, and pouted, although this was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes, but after experiencing the Battle of East Phoenix City, these fogs were like paper tigers, and they had long lost their previous majesty.

At this time, the fog was still slowly circulating, and from the outside, there was no movement inside.

Ying San and several of the Beiyou's corps commanders stood far away from the fog, where they could see the fog in the distance without being attacked.

The gray-black necromancy slowly flowed on Ying San's face, I don't know what he was thinking, several corps commanders standing behind him stared at the fog for a long time, and they didn't see anything famous, but because the commander was here, they wanted to leave but didn't dare.

I have to say that this fog is a big trump card for those outsiders, the outside can't see the situation inside, and the inside may be able to clearly see the situation outside, when in East Phoenix City, Lin Feng, the commander of the Third Corps of the East Youyu Army, also dared to break in because of the civil war of outsiders, not to mention the rumor that no one could get out of the fog safely before.

Existence is reasonable, after Xie Long successfully escaped from the fog, this rumor became uncredible in Dongyou, especially after the recovery of East Phoenix City, but it was only a single city.

There are many conditions required to successfully escape from the fog of outsiders, the first condition is to have at least level 6 strength, whether it is a zombie or a necromancer; The second condition, the negligence of outsiders, or the same phrase, cannot place victory on the mercy of the enemy.

Now the only thing you can't be sure of is this fog, you don't know how many outsiders will be waiting for you after passing through the fog, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands, in the old saying, 10,000 people can drown hundreds of people with saliva, and the outsiders in this Mori Dove City are no less than 500,000...

Win San really can't think of any effective plan, the four cities in the south, north, and west of Mori Have have their own troops on guard, if the four cities send troops to support Mori Have, those soldiers are enough to deal with it, and even annihilate it in the end, and in the outer city of Mori Have, but what about time?

Although the 200,000 outsiders who Moriyasu supported Fuxing were annihilated, with that soldier-building machine, it was difficult to guarantee that there would be less than 500,000 soldiers inside.

The outsiders of the forest dove are closed to the city, and at least they can hold on for ten days, even if they completely annihilate the reinforcements of the four cities, what about the Xiyou? As long as the outsiders on the Xiyou side send no more than 500,000 outsiders, and then fight with the outsiders inside and outside the Mori Hale City, the siege of the city, and the self-defeating, then what's the point?

The most important thing now is time, Ying San frowned, looked at the flowing mist like the door of life and death, and sighed.

"Why is Lord Win three sighing?" A corps commander who was well-known in Beiyou asked, his name was Hu Feng, a third-level necromancer.

Ying San turned his head and looked, he still knew this corps commander, he had participated in two Nether World Wars, he was younger than Ying San, and he was also a general of the Qingzhuang faction in Beiyou.

"Alas, time is too important now..."Win San shook his head, a look of pain on his face.

Hu Feng was the same as Ying San just now, staring closely at the fog in front of him, and now when he heard Ying San say this, he was worthy of being a capable corps commander, and subconsciously said: "Lord Ying San wants to attack this fog?" ”

Wins-three nodded, but his expression of pain didn't change in the slightest.

"Lord Win is trying to say that we need to pile it up with human lives, right?"

As soon as these words came out, several corps commanders beside Hu Feng glared straight at Ying San, and those who could come out with him were not fools, and with a little reminder, they could all understand.

Ying San looked at the expressions of these corps commanders, smiled bitterly and did not refute, he, Ying San, a general of Dongyou, no matter how much he didn't care about Dongyou's opponents, that was also Dongyou's business, now in Beiyou, he wanted to exchange the lives of Beiyou's soldiers for military merits, but he almost didn't contribute, this thing was too inauthentic.

"I don't agree with General Win's approach!" A fourth-level zombie corps leader stared at Ying San and said, "This is simply a sloppy human life!"

Ying San was speechless, this situation was already good in his expectations, and he hadn't waved his sleeves away.

I don't know if Ying San is a crow's mouth, several zombie commanders didn't say a word after him, just glanced at Ying San, and then turned to leave, but the three necromancers didn't move. Just kidding, have you ever seen a necromancer make a meat shield?

Ying San didn't keep it, turned around and continued to look at the fog, it was useless to say more, he made such a decision in this position, he was destined to become a loner, besides, this is Beiyou, not Dongyou, not his own winner's army.

In an instant, counting Hu Feng, there were only four necromancers left on the field, Win Three, and a fourth-level zombie, of course he was not the one who spoke just now, Kong Yingfan, one of the generals of the Northern Youqing Zhuang faction, and the head of the Eighth Corps directly under the Youwang Praetorian Guard.

As if they were giving them a time to choose, they looked at the fog and turned to face the captains, a little surprised, because there was still a zombie who hadn't left.

It was understandable that the four necromancers did not leave, and Ying San looked at Kong Yingfan, "You, your name is Kong Yingfan, right?" ”

Kong Yingfan stood up straight and gave a military salute, "Report to your lordship, it's called Kong Yingfan below." ”

Ying San nodded, and then asked, "Your colleagues are gone, why..."

Kong Yingfan directly interrupted Ying San's questioning and said, "Below is the commander of the Youwang Praetorian Guard, and he will only obey orders!" It seems that Ying San's question just now made him a little unhappy, "Report to your Excellency, all of you present are my colleagues, including you, Ying San!" ”

Ying San was stunned for a moment, and a little smile appeared on his face, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, we are all colleagues." ”

"I know that you Northern Seclusion Guards have had the privilege of dealing with your legion leader, but I haven't heard him mention you before."

Kong Yingfan still said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant, "Report to your lord, I have only recently joined the Youwang Praetorian Guard, so my lord may not know him." ”

Ying San smiled, skimmed the topic, and said: "Obey orders, in fact, they will also obey orders, but they are not willing to let me, an outsider, make this desperate plan." ”

Kong Yingfan glanced at Ying San, then looked ahead, and said, "Report to your lordship, I don't agree with it... No, I don't want you to make this plan. ”

"Then why don't you leave?"

"Because it is the duty of a soldier to obey orders!" Kong Yingfan replied directly.

Ying San turned around politely and asked, "Then will you be the vanguard?" ”

Kong Yingfan did not hesitate for a moment, and said affirmatively: "Yes!" Then he added, "If I die in the fog, don't talk about everything, if I survive by luck, there will be a complaint from me in front of His Majesty the King of You!" ”

Win San didn't speak, and the wind blew gently across his robes.

"Although this is an order and I have to obey it, but you are tantamount to..."Ying San waved his hand to interrupt Kong Yingfan's words, "Needless to say, I have made up my mind!" ”

Kong Yingfan straightened up, gave a military salute to Ying San's back, and then turned around and strode out of the place.

The three necromancers, you look at me and I look at you, turned around and left without a military salute, leaving only Hu Feng and Ying San still standing in place.

Hu Feng looked at his old friend who was gradually moving away, as if he wanted to open his mouth to explain something, but finally turned his head to look at the silent Ying San and closed his mouth.

Ying San frowned and looked at the fog in the distance, a little tired, this feeling has not appeared for a long time, "poof" fell to the ground on his back, Hu Feng on the side still wanted to go up to help, only to see Ying San who fell to the ground waved his hand at him, and he had to give up.

"Why didn't you explain just now?" Hu Feng couldn't see through the person in front of him, although he had only participated in two Nether World Wars, he was a general who mainly attacked Xiyou before, and he had almost no intersection with Ying San, so the only way to understand this general was to listen to those generals in the east.

Ying San lay on the ground, looked up at the gray sky, and said, "Explanation? What's the explanation? ”

"Explain why I made such a cruel decision?" Ying San turned his head slightly to look at Hu Feng.

Hu Feng nodded and said, "If the adults explain it to them, I don't think they will blame the adults even if they can't bear it." ”

Ying San didn't deny it, and said: "Yes, then they won't blame me, and they can't blame your Majesty Youwang, in the end, they can only blame those damn outsiders." ”

"But those people, those who acted according to the plan, are their own brothers, their own comrades-in-arms!"

"Do you want your own brother to blame your own head and your own brother in the end? Blame their own brothers, one thing in front of people, one set in the back, brothers on the surface, hiding knives in their smiles? Ying San looked straight at the sky, and his heart was mixed.

"I also have my own legions, the Winners' Army, the people in the legion, whether zombies or warlocks, those are my own brothers, and I can clearly call each one by name." Ying San said in a very calm tone, "At the beginning, my Seventh Corps was sent by me to East Phoenix City to help defend against outsiders, and none of those people came back alive. ”

"Li Shengli, the commander of the Seventh Corps, Fan Cangliu, the deputy commander, Ji Yunling, Xu Qingfang, Luo Zheng, Fang Xiaolin..."

Ying San read the names of those soldiers of the Seventh Corps one by one, these are the people he sent to East Phoenix City but never returned, and these names are also completely imprinted in Ying San's heart.

"These people, Li Shengli, the highest strength, a third-level necromancer, and the lowest-strengthening, Mo Zhiying, a first-level zombie."

"These people are all because of their own brother, me, Win San, and lost their lives..."Win San closed his eyes in pain, and the voices and smiles of those people kept appearing in his mind, but in reality, he could never see them again.

Hu Feng has been silent, standing next to him, he can experience that desolate feeling, thinking of those brothers who died in battle, why not this feeling...