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The Ancient Continent.

Terran borders

A young man in black armor is commanding an army.

Demon Clan! Demon Clan!

The three races of demons and demons are the masters of this world, and that demon is greedy and wants to devour the human race to the extent that the two races coexist.

A few months later, love Peter, the city with the most ordinary people of the Terrans.

The city hall, spacious conference room, very beautiful and majestic decoration, a sofa, a five-meter rectangular conference table, on both sides of the conference table sat three middle-aged people, all wearing a black military uniform, with a big glyph tattooed on the chest, which is the unique badge of the Terran government.

In front of the conference table sat a white-haired old man, wearing a black tunic and a pair of bright eyes.

The old man looked at the middle-aged man present with an expressionless face and sneered disdainfully.

When middle-aged people saw the old man like this, panic instantly spread all over their bodies.

The old man stood up and walked to the window, looking down at the bustling market below.

"Hong Mingze, let me ask you a question. ”

The middle-aged man named Hong Mingze quickly stood up and swallowed his saliva.

"What is the state of our country at this time?"

"Report! At this time, our Terrans are on first-level alert!"

"Why are we Terrans on first-level alert?"

"Report! Because the demon clan and the demon clan have reached a consensus to besiege the territory of our human race together.

"Zhao Kun, let me ask you what my human race wants an army for, what do we want soldiers for?" the old man's tone became a little heavier.

Zhao Kun stood up, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "The army is to protect the human race, protect the people, and protect the national frontier!"

When the old man heard this, he sneered.

"What are the minimum requirements for our conscription?"

Zhao Kun chuckled in his heart, as if he had fallen from a high altitude to the mouth of the abyss, the sweat on his forehead had already dripped onto the conference table, and several other middle-aged people were also like Zhao Kun, their faces were panicked or panicked.

Zhao Kun opened his mouth and said: "(1) You must voluntarily join the conscription, (2) You must be ready to die, (3) ......"

Zhao Kun said third, but he couldn't say it for a long time.

The old man turned around and returned to his seat and looked up at Zhao Kun: "What is the third?"

"Yes...... It's ......"

The old man looked away from Zhao Kun and looked at the others.

Everyone will have a feeling of being seen through when they look at the old man.

"Qianhong, you come on. ”

Qianhong stood up tremblingly, the chair was subconsciously squeezed down by him, and the sound of colliding with the floor startled everyone present.

"Third, you must be a cultivator. ”

"Then old man, may I ask all of you here, have you done the above three things, are you here according to this standard?"

The old man glanced at the middle-aged man again, but everyone didn't dare to raise their heads, and they didn't even have the courage to look at each other.

The rest of the people who were sitting quickly stood up, and they were now on the verge of collapse.

"I ask you if you did it. The old man said again in a calm tone.

The six people standing were even more nervous.

"Marshal Zhang, I'm sorry!" the six men shouted in unison.

The old man's face was still expressionless, and his eyes became extremely cold.

"Why are you wrong? ”

"We shouldn't tamper with the conscription requirements, and we shouldn't change Article 3 to mean that ordinary people are no different from cultivators!"

"More than that, right?"

The six of them looked at the old man's face without the slightest joy or anger, which made them feel the most frightened.

"Zhao Kun, what else have you done?" the old man asked as he stared at Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun looked into the old man's eyes, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Also... And also...... We shouldn't be tough enough to let ordinary people serve as soldiers. As soon as Zhao Kun's words came out, the other five people were already pale and bloodless.

The old man closed his eyes for a while, and slowly opened them.

At this time, there was no calm on the old man's face, it was completely different from before, and his face was full of anger.

And the whole conference room seemed to change with the old man's mood, and the people were out of breath.

"You should apologize to the dead and ordinary people who are going to the border, oh no, it is useless to apologize, can an apology save their lives?"

"I have to say that the six of you are very kind! The two demon races have joined forces to besiege our human race, we need to organize an army, we need cultivators, protect this human race, protect these ordinary people!"

"But you are so bold! Directly let ordinary people go to the battlefield, Nima coin, the six of you are really sprinkling soybeans in the sesame field-mongrel, dogs bite and call flowers-beasts are also deceitful. ”

"I'll tell you, nearly 2,000 people have died in front of you, and these 2,000 people are all ordinary people!" the old man had never been angry and scolded in his life.

"Hehe, do you think that if I scold you for a few words, it will be over? Do you think that you don't have to pay the price? Swallow this thought back into your stomach, I tell you, you have to pay the price for your choice, from today onwards you will be resigned and demoted back to ordinary people to be used in the army!"

The old man's voice was not loud, but it echoed back and forth in everyone's ears.

As the old man said, they originally just wanted to be scolded a few words, or to be resigned from their identities no matter how bad they were, but they didn't expect to be asked to join the army.

Zhao Kun swallowed his saliva and said boldly: "Yuan... Marshal, we are all ordinary people, so it won't work if we use them to fill the army, right?"

The old man's cold face was laughed at by Zhao Kun's words.

"Zhao Kun, ordinary people can not go to the battlefield, but excluding you, you are all beasts, you have to go to the battlefield for me, you have to go to the battlefield whether it is useful or not!"

The old man's words are already very clear, Zhao Kun can understand them when he is stunned, they can't do it if they don't go, and in the end, they really harm others and end up harming themselves.

The other people also had a loveless expression, thinking back to everything they had done before and the consequences they were about to bear, and they couldn't help but smoke themselves to death.

The old man closed his eyes and stopped talking, and the other people didn't dare to speak, and the whole conference room fell silent, calm as a calm lake.

"Old man, it's time for us to go. ”