"What should I do?" Wan Jianxin sent a strange expression: "The brothers all have a forced retreat device, just do it, those who don't have a device, either find a way to get out of the city first, or leave it alone, right? Aren't we strictly distinguishing between the righteous path and the demonic path when we distribute things? I really don't know what you're worried about! Do you know that Yinchen and Lin Xuanchen don't have such an escape device until now! Can you still not understand his hard work?"

"What are you doing, so angry?"

"I'm looking down on the affairs of Yakuza, a bunch of Anglo profiteers, six out of ten are so-called blood clans, alas! I would have changed tasks with you if I knew that I wouldn't eat sand here. By the way, I'll give you a free message, the things in Pershing are estimated to be the last duty assignment this year, so cherish it. ”

Wan Jianxin cut off the communication, looked at the line of message records in the middle of the field of vision, frowned, and then stretched out again.

"Woe to you, get ready for the ejection device. ”

"Hard?" there was not much fear in the tone of the scourge, only a bloodthirsty excitement.

"Yes. The voice of the prison worship was as hard as steel: "Gather the Heavenly Killing Demon Palace, the Golden Sword Gate, we will start the incident at the specified time, no matter what the fight looks like, we must let the dog thief in the future see our determination." ”

"Good!"

[At the same time]

Just as Zhezi was full of wine and food, wiped his mouth contentedly and prepared to leave, in the big tent of the rebel army outside Pershing City, the overseer Sang Tianliang and the twelve gold medal envoys of the Southern Kingdom stood side by side, looking at Feng Yingcai who was kneeling down to greet the holy decree with a sinister smile.

The decree had been read, and in the not harsh wording, the young general was given a big nihilistic official hat. There were many people kneeling behind the general, including Sang Tianliang's disciple Sun Liang Yunfeng, as well as Wang Shenhai, the leader of the "Divine Sword Sect Team", and the elites of various demon sects, large and small.

There has never been a better job than this one.

"Get up?" said the Gold Medal Envoy, Dadalok Xianwen, in a voice full of the victor's arrogance and magnificence, as if these three words were the greatest alms to the untouchables kneeling below.

His words fell, Liang Yunfeng and Wang Shenhai stood up almost at the same time, and Liang Yunfeng also had a sinister evil smile on his face, which was exactly the same as Sang Tianliang's smile, and it could be regarded as the true inheritance of the ancestor. Wang was very happy but very simple, and even pretended to be very stupid and asked: "Dare to ask the envoy, the emperor means to reward only Lord Feng alone?"

"The emperor's meaning is naturally that everyone is rewarded for meritorious service, and the court is eager to seek talent when employing people, and if the little brother has real talent and real learning, he can perform one or two in front of the official, and the official can also be recommended by the way. By the way, what do you call the little brother?"

"Divine Sword Gate, Wang Shenhai. Wang Shenhai immediately reported to the sect teacher, and his attitude was very respectful.

"Are you the leader of Wang Shenhai's Divine Sword Sect?" Xianwen became interested when he heard this, and he was also a little cautious in private.

"Exactly!"

"Okay, you come with this official, and this official promises you a big official. The first gold medal envoy, Dadalok Xianwen, kindly led Wang Shenhai out of the big tent, while the other kneeling heads of the various demon sects all knelt on the ground and looked at the remaining eleven people longingly.

However, these eleven people all had poker faces, looking at Feng Yingcai, who was still kneeling, and even trembling all over.

"Feng Junmen, get up?" another of the gold medal envoys shouted in a loud voice: "Aren't you happy that the imperial court has given you a reward?"

Feng Yingcai was indeed unhappy, because after the envoy of the Jin faction finished speaking, his low cry came from the big tent.

"Woohoo! Woohoo! I am ashamed to have been the governor of the military and Taoist provinces of the southern province of Xian for ten years! I am sorry for the emperor, I am sorry for my parents, I am sorry for my wife and children, and I am sorry for the people of the world!" Feng Yingcai's cry spread like a sonic weapon, and the envoy of the Eleventh Golden Sect was almost half shocked by this blow.

"Three years of recruitment, seven years of hard training, training in the sea of blood, three volts and nine dare not drop out, ten years of training just to serve the country...... Ten years of work will be wasted overnight! Ten years of work will be wasted overnight!"

He grabbed the ground with his head in pain, and the general's crown fell off.

"General!" Ma Tianxue, the elder of the Demon Wei Pavilion beside Sang Tianliang, couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly ran up to help him, but Feng Yingcai still wanted to hit the ground, and seemed to really plan to smash his own head: "Ten years of work will be wasted overnight!" he muttered to himself, tears streaming down his face.

"Hmph! Bad luck!" The envoys of the Jin faction couldn't stand it at first, and went out one after another, Sang Tianliang stayed, and said in a strange tone of yin and yang: "I said, why did you bother to come? Who is this kind of performance for? Do you know that these gold medal envoys, all of whom are close confidants of the emperor, may they join your book when they will participate, can you stand it?" His words were filled with a vague sense of superiority.

"What do you want to go back...... The fate of the last general must be given to the wall of Pershing no matter what. Feng Yingcai barely stopped crying, sat on the ground and gasped.

"Do you want to rebel?" Sang Tianliang's face changed.

"What a rebellion. Feng Yingcai exhaled a big breath: "The last will be dead, can you still bring these hundreds of thousands of good sons and daughters to accompany the burial?" Sang Overdu, please help the last general and bring this righteous army back to the south...... The Weeping Buddha is dead, and their mission is complete, right?"

"Good. When Sang Tianliang heard this, he agreed casually, but he didn't expect that this insignificant promise would make him bear the infamy of "losing his conscience".

"Let's go, General Feng wants to be quiet for a while. Sang Tianliang looked at the kneeling people in front of him, and there was nothing high-sounding to say, so he waved his hand and let these people who were still stretching their necks and wanting to be appreciated and supported by the adults disperse. The big and small heads of these demon gates all turned pale one by one, and left the big tent in a daze.

Ma Tianxue watched Sang Tianliang stride out of the camp with a triumphant humming of the southern minor, shook his head helplessly, turned around and left, he just felt that Feng Yingcai was pitiful and respectable, but he didn't have the idea of accompanying him to advance and retreat together. Ma Tianxue is a real demon.

In the empty tent, only Feng Yingcai was left alone and secretly sad: "It's over, it's completely over! What is ten years of work, and the opportunity of eternity is also wasted overnight! The emperor! Your Majesty can't help you!" he said and kowtowed frantically.

[After 10 breaths]

When cheers rang from the walls of Pershing, the rain lightened.

The 132,000 rebels besieging Pershing, under the strict supervision of the overseer Sang Tianliang, broke up the formation, loosened the defensive line, demolished the camps, watchtowers, watchtowers, and rejected horses.

Next to Long Aotian on the city tower, Zhezi leaned in front of the window, swallowing melon seeds, and looked at the noisy and chaotic camp in the distance through the thin mist: "The soldiers of the saint who surrendered without a fight......"

"Well, the Holy One is naturally very powerful. Long Aotian was absent-minded, and even a little speechless, because at this time, the runes in his eyes were fixed.

This is a very terrifying phenomenon, the fixed runes represent that he is on a mission, and the mission that appeared this time has two fatal differences.

This is the first time that Long Aotian has received a regional mandatory task.

The so-called regional compulsory task is a task that the cultivators of the Heavenly Crystal Palace in an area must commit everything at hand and immediately carry out it, when Wudu was there before, this type of task had never been issued, and after Yinchen took over, no such task had been issued.

But now, this kind of outright enforcement, the task of directly erasing without carrying out the task has finally appeared. Long Aotian knew that he, like Shibai, was just a slave of Silver Dust.

Life is in the hands of others, what freedom is there?

The second difference is that the signature of the task is different.

In the past, the task was a task, and there was no signature, and at that time, Long Aotian didn't even know who the boss behind the scenes of the main god space was, and later when he knew that it was Wudu, the prince of the United States and the prince of Xianwang paid the price of their lives for it.

Later, the mission appeared signed, Silver Dust.

And today, this signature has become a red queen.

Long Aotian suddenly moved his mind, he didn't know if there was anyone around him who also moved his mind, the person who issued the task changed, and he changed to a person who no one had heard of, the red queen, so did you say ...... Silver Dust didn't fix the loopholes in the "system", allowing other gods to take advantage of it?

"Opportunity!" Long Aotian felt that some emotion in his body that had been frozen for a long time boiled, and this emotion was called hatred.

The humiliation that Silver Dust gave him was not something that Long Aotian could bear.

"Maybe you can take refuge in this great god and kill Yinchen!" Long Aotian thought so, secretly clenching his fists, his heart instantly surging with infinite confidence, and he didn't even think carefully about the mission goal.

His mission objectives were twofold, the first was to blow up the armory of the Internal Affairs Office before the third watch, and the second, at the time of the third watch, to open at least one Pershing gate.

He clearly knew that tonight, the people of the "Heaven Splitting Demon Sect" were going to launch a mutiny in Pershing City, and going to blow up the armory of the Internal Affairs Office at this time didn't look like they were helping Nano in the future.

Long Aotian will not think about these, the task is the task, there is nothing to say. He has always had a game attitude towards the whole world and has never changed. It is precisely because he does not think about these details that he comes to the erroneous conclusion that the red queen is a new god who can borrow to counterattack the silver dust.

Long Aotian, who came to the wrong conclusion, was still thinking about how to blow up Nano's future lifeline at this time.

And Tetsuko, who was sitting in front of the window, had no idea that in the noisy camp outside, a dark latent force was converging.

In the most unpopular tents near the dung dump in the entire camp, Feng Yingcai, who was wearing the gorgeous general's chain mail, was facing the most loyal and fierce group of people under his command, they were all his old subordinates, and they were the co-commanders, standard commanders, captains, and heralds who were made from the small soldiers of the patrol battalion. These people stood in front of him like a row of javelins.

At this time, Feng Yingcai neither cried nor laughed, but walked around the small tent a little irritably, as if waiting for someone, and after a while, a little wanted the herald to come back to report the news.

"How?" Feng Yingcai asked impatiently.

"General Hui," the herald's voice trembled: "The military order has been passed to the people of the Heaven Splitting Demon Sect, but they refused to retreat, and still got up on time. ”

"Bastard!" Feng Yingcai scolded angrily, but tears flowed down again, he raised his head, making himself look confident and mighty: "Did you tell them the news that the army has withdrawn?"

"The little one repeatedly emphasized that the gold medal had arrived, and the army withdrew, but they didn't listen, they said that they didn't want to live to see the second Feiyan City tragedy......"

"Bastard! bastard!" the herald's voice interrupted, and Feng Yingcai finally scolded his swear words completely, but it really didn't help. He quickly calmed down this time, and glared at his subordinates with a stern gaze that was no different from usual: "See, this is the soul of the people of the southern country, the country can die, the family can be broken, but the blood of the nation cannot be lost, we are today, whether it is one person, ten people, or no one on the city wall, these righteous soldiers like us, will raise troops, whether there are reinforcements from outside the city, and the result, I believe that everyone who can mix with the army commander is clear." ”

"Everyone, the old man will tell you the truth, there is no chance of winning tonight's actions, there is no return, the old man is just using his flesh and blood to fight for the dignity of the people of the empire...... Under the rule of the Northern Emperor, we can still be the people, and under the rule of the Nano family, we are living livestock food, not even slaves...... You and the deployment you are in, but if you can't let go of your hometown wife and children, or you still have a skill, and want to fight for a future future, you can receive the military salary of the month and leave on your own, and those who don't want to leave are afraid that they will no longer be alive after tonight, you can think clearly......"

"General, don't talk about this, there are really people who have the old and young to support, and those who have skills to survive, have long been paid by our few co-ordinators and sent away, everyone has lived together for ten years, who can hide from the family? We follow you, to this day, it is just to repay the favor, and also to take all of us Qiu Ba, who are soldiers, the little bit of the morality of the monarch and minister! Since we can't win dignity for the empire in life, then we only have a clear will to die, and I only hope that we can wait for the blood sacrifice to wake up the people of the empire, and stop believing in the Zhao dynasty! They can't save us! General, don't say it, we can still rely on it now, and who can hope to see the sun tomorrow?"