Chapter Seventy-Four: Memories

Thinking of this, he considered the situation again and judged that the chance of turning the tables was indeed small, so he asked his cronies to bring a long messenger thousand thunderbirds, attached the creed, and released it outside the tent.

The Thousand Thunderbird circled in the air at an extremely fast speed, and then flew in the direction of the Warcraft camp.

His henchman cautiously asked: "Marshal, our abilities are all given by the angel clan, if we betray us, what if our strength is withdrawn?"

He Xingke said with a smile: "Now the Heavenly Realm itself should be too busy to take care of itself, then there is time to take care of us, besides, if Tianfan could really pass through the cracks to get here, he would have come a long time ago, and we still need to make such a big move?"

The henchman nodded understandingly, and said flatteringly: "Marshal, you have been on fire these days, I'll get you some wine and food, and then bring the girl you chose last time to serve you?"

He Xingke Ha Lu Ha said with a smile: "You kid still understands my mind, go ahead, it's best not to let people see it!"

The henchman said yes and left the tent.

After Liu Haoji finished drawing the route of the attack, it was almost dawn, and just as he was about to rest for a while, a screaming bird cry came into his ears.

It was the birdsong that stopped him from resting.

In fact, in the demon world, a bird's cry is nothing, but this bird's cry is obviously a thousand thunderbirds, this is a bird specially used for communication, the Warcraft clan does not raise this thing, this big night hovering over the Warcraft camp chirping, there must be something wrong with it.

So he exhaled, got up from the bed, got out of the tent, and looked at the sky where the thousand thunderbirds were chirping.

People with profound skills, of course, have excellent visual ability, and now it is close to dawn, so the faint whiteness of the fish belly still allows him to quickly find the thousand thunderbird.

The thousand thunderbirds circled over the camp and then quietly descended towards a tent.

That tent, Liu Hao Zhidao, is the Angel of Destiny, her current necromantic army, the number is not large, coupled with low combat effectiveness, now she is mainly responsible for logistics and transportation, so her tent should be a little farther away from ordinary people's tents, not to mention that most of the monsters sleep on the ground, and there are only a few people with tents.

After Liu Hao saw the thousand ptarmigan landing, the angel of fate walked out lightly, took off a letter box tied to the foot of the thousand ptarmigami, and released it again.

Liu Hao slowly faded into shape and returned to his tent.

It's not that he doesn't want to see who sent the letter, but he doesn't have to guess to know that it must be on the human side, because in this demon world, there are three races: demonic beasts, necromancy, and humans.

If you continue to reason like this, Liu Hao's sleepiness is completely gone, and the angel of fate is a spy!

In the memories of his past life, the Angel of Destiny was a man of integrity and love for life.

But now that the facts are in front of him, he feels a little lost.

While he was thinking, a man snuck into his tent and whispered, "You saw that too, right?

The person who came was Shaqima, and when he saw the indignation on his face, he must have seen the thousand ptarmia and guessed the truth.

Liu Hao was afraid that it would make things bigger, and it would not end well, and he still had a friendly attitude towards the Angel of Destiny in his heart, so he said: "Now wait and see what happens, there must be a reason for it, I believe she is not that kind of person." ”

Shaqima snorted and said: "Since she came to our Warcraft clan, we have been losing battles this year!

Saying that, it is going to the Angel of Destiny.

Liu Hao hurriedly grabbed it and said: "Angel of Destiny, she loves life and peace, if she really wants to betray you, you will be wiped out this year, I think there must be something unspeakable, let's wait and see what happens, and when necessary, we will have a showdown!"

Before Shaqima could say anything, the voice of the Angel of Destiny came from outside the tent, and she said outside the tent: "Don't fight, I'll tell you myself." ”

With that, she walked into the tent.

This kind of scene is really a bit embarrassing, but Shaqima must think about the safety of his clan, so he took the lead and said, "Are you a spy or not?!"

The Angel of Destiny came to stand in front of the two of them, took out a note from his bosom and said, "You can read it." ”

Liu Hao took the note at once, only to see that it said: "We are powerless to resist, and we need to surrender, but for safety, I hope you can be a matchmaker, if not..."

After Liu Hao finished reading it, Shaqima snatched the note from his hand and read it again, and then Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled and said: "I originally wanted to surrender! I was scared of being beaten, right? Now I know that Lu Dao has surrendered, no way!"

Liu Hao stopped it from continuing to speak, turned to the Angel of Destiny and said, "What handle do you have in their hands?"

Obviously, Liu Hao saw the key point of this note, and the most luscious "If not..." is obviously a threat.

The Angel of Destiny was a little embarrassed and said, "Yes, but I don't want to say it yet." ”

When Shaqima heard this, he became angry and questioned her: "That means that you are a spy? In the past year, we have lost every time on the battlefield, is it all because you have reported the news?...?

Seeing that he was scolding more and more, Liu Hao waved his hand to stop it and said, "Can you listen to what others have said? I will vouch for my personality! It is definitely not what you think." ”

Shaqima "snorted" again and walked out of the tent in a rage.

Listening to Shaqima's footsteps in the distance, Liu Hao said: "If there is any difficulty, just say, you were my friend in the previous life, and you are still in this life, do you remember how we met?"

The Angel of Destiny listened to him and fell into the memories of that year.

At that time, Liu Hao was still the god of war of the earth dragon, sonorous and proud, and after the war with the heavenly realm, he led the earth dragon clan to kill the heavenly realm and retreated.

At this time, the Angel of Destiny saw the slaughter in the world and came alone to convince him to stop the war.

The two hit it off at first sight, and talked for a day and a night, and the last Earth Dragon God of War was moved by her kindness, and decisively gave up attacking the Heavenly Realm and retreated to the territory of the Earth Dragon Clan.

But just a month after the truce between the two sides, Tianfan, who was only a twelve-winged angel at that time, came to the Earth Dragon Territory, and I don't know what method he used to persuade the elders of the Earth Dragon Clan, and then the Heavenly Realm and the Earth Dragon Clan joined forces and began to besiege and kill the Warcraft Clan who had just come to live in the Human Realm.

The Earth Dragon God of War belonged to the Earth Dragon lineage, and he had to obey the elder's orders, so he joined the battle again.

Seeing the resurgence of war, the Angel of Destiny came to the human world again, wandering the three clans to mediate the war again.

But at that time, there was also a conflict between the human world and the demon race, and the war between the world and the world officially broke out, and Tianfan sent people to capture the angel of destiny who was a lobbyist everywhere and imprisoned her in the tower of time and space.

In the last battle, Tianfan killed the leader of the Demon Beast and the Earth Dragon God of War together, laying the foundation for the current situation of the Heavenly Realm.

At that time, Liu Hao's decency and helplessness have always been fresh in the memory of the Angel of Destiny.

Also in Liu Hao's memory, the hardships of the Angel of Destiny lobbying everywhere for the sake of the common people in the world are also deeply portrayed in his mind.