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Yes, we seem to have forgotten something, let's think about it, Song Yunwen? No, although this thing is very lost, it was still dug out of the crater-like place by his men. Even if you don't pay enough attention, you can't call it forgetting!

Zhao Ziyue: This thing doesn't have to do with that Coster for many lifetimes, uh, forget it, don't care about these details. In short, aren't these two people still playing some coup d'état, and it's not forgetting.

Who else is there? Mei Youren's wives? These people haven't come out yet. Wait, I seem to remember something. Jin Cancan! Yes, Jin Cancan was thrown on the battlefield and hasn't been taken back yet! My God, the male protagonist threw the potential female protagonist behind, how can this be broken!

Okay, let's forget for a moment the almost cerebral convulsions of the above passage, but it all at least gives us a message that Jin Cancan has been left on the battlefield. I am very sorry for this kind of thing. Of course, it is even more regrettable that Jin Cancan can only rely on himself to play the last "Eighteen Years of the Enemy Camp".

Well, now, let's set our sights on the hapless Jin Cancan. Trapped in an invisible and untouchable prison, the golden days were extremely thrilling. Regardless of the psychological indescribable stimulation brought to her by the warriors who rushed past her and turned into a mass of degradable polymer compounds, the terrifying firepower pouring from Mei Youren alone was enough to make her heart jump out of her throat. You know, there was a magic missile that smashed into her shield impartially, and if it weren't for the strong enough shield, Jin Cancan would now be able to study whether there is a god in the world of divine creatures, which is a head-wrenching question just to hear. Behind her, a soldier watched as a missile larger than him flew and then vanished into thin air. The lucky boy was stunned for half a minute, and then finally muttered something about the Father's God, and cautiously moved on.

And when Jin Cancan saw Mei Youren fall like an angel with folded wings (of course, it can also be said to be a black dove shot down by a slingshot), Jin Cancan's heart lifted in an instant, but fortunately, the appearance of the self-proclaimed God Emperor of the Nantian District (more like a snow-white pigeon when it was far away) made her heart settle down a little. Just like a creature in the earth, Mei Youren also likes to talk about topics like "My friend is ...... who", and since Mo Seventeen became the God Emperor, he has not been less in the pit Meng abduction foursome to brag about his relationship with this person, although several people are suspicious, but it is certain that Mei Youren and this guy know each other, so theoretically Mei Youren should be safe at this time.

Jin Cancan breathed a sigh of relief, and then discovered a fact that made her extremely melancholy-Ya, she was abandoned!

"Okay, at least we're safe!" Jin Cancan rolled his eyes sharply and sat down on the ground. Mei Youren made her a similar carry-on space, there were not many things in it, but out of the habit of soldiers, there were still a lot of dry food hoards. Although I can't return to the base camp in this state, at least I won't be trapped by something that protects me.

However, at this moment, a thug slapped Jin Cancan's shoulder. She was startled, and subconsciously wanted to draw her sword, but she realized that she was caught in the enemy's army, and besides, the person who could break through this line of defense was definitely not an ordinary person, and her senseless struggle would only make her more passive.

However, the imaginary scene of arrest did not appear, and behind her, a somewhat gruff voice rang out: "Soldier, what are you doing! This is not the place for you to be stunned." If you want to be in a daze, it's best to go back to your mother's arms, and of course, you can also eat a little milk by the way!"

Jin Cancan turned his head a little stunned, only to see that this was a look, uh, very, uh, I can only say that the guy with very thick hair is like a hairball all over his body. The specific appearance has been obscured by a large number of suspected hair, beard, nose hair...... The last one can be overlooked. But...... This guy doesn't look like he is superior in strength, is this the legendary person who can't be seen?

"Look at it, although I don't know what kind of organization you are in, your commander is still not there, but ......" said, "Maoqiu" seemed to be a little sentimental, and then his eyes once again burned with surging enthusiasm: "However, we are the Song Army! We are invincible! Temporary defeat is nothing! Victory will definitely belong to us!"

"yes, yes. Jin Cancan nodded perfunctorily in agreement, and then her eyes rolled: "This guy doesn't know what my name is, it looks like I still have the possibility of getting through the trick!" Although I don't know what went wrong, it looks like I have to stay with these guys for a while. It's also exciting to think about it, the Song Family, the first strong army in the empire, my previous goal in life! I didn't expect to participate in this way!"

She hesitated, took a step forward, and realized that the invisible barrier seemed to no longer exist, and she walked forward boldly and confidently. After the battle, in fact, the battle losses of the Song family army were not high, and if you look at the numbers alone, they are not even as good as the offensive and defensive battles in the previous days, but this time the blow to them was huge. No matter how dead or injured before, they were all attacking, and they were on the dominant side, but this time, they were beaten by one person, and their invincible commander was even slapped by the guy who claimed to be the God Emperor to the other dimension (comprehending the spirit), which was simply an incredible thing for the Song family, enough to deal a devastating blow to their morale.

Walking on the battlefield, Jin Cancan found that there was a hint of indifference on everyone's faces. This is not a good phenomenon, of course, for Song Jiajun. Jin Cancan, the Song family army has seen it before, and it can be said that it is a group of crazy people, a group of madmen who don't want to die, and monsters who dare to charge even if they fight to the last person. But now, if you let them fight with the enemy with bayonets, I'm afraid it's going to be a problem.

At least for the time being, yes.

"Have you heard, Song Yunwen and Song Dashuai were slapped and flew away! This is what a brother of mine who is on duty in the peripheral army saw with his own eyes, and it is said that Song Dashuai was disgraced when he came back, and it seems that he was not lightly injured!"

"Yes, brother. I think what a powerful person he was back then! It's a pity that he is now...... To be honest, I think the big boss should give up the power in his hands. This is no longer his time, our Song family army needs a coach who can really guide us to victory!"

"Shhh......h

Listening to the two little soldiers muttering past him, Jin Cancan's face couldn't help but smile. It seems that the Song family army has also begun to become restless! Who will jump out first? Is it the guy named Xu Shiming, or the Wang Peng who has been placed in a black veil? Or is there someone else in this matter?

"Marshal, there are already some rumors in the camp that are not favorable to you, I don't know what we should do now......? Laissez-faire?"

"I know, you go down first!" In the Chinese military tent, Song Yunwen, who looked much older, gently rubbed his temples, listened to the report of his subordinates, he sighed, waved his hand, and ordered them to retreat, and then, he looked at the battle report placed on his desktop, and let out a long sigh again.

"Who is it this time? Xu Shiming? That kid hasn't been stupid enough to be so stupid, he knows very well that he should protect himself now, instead of fantasizing about Song Jiajun, which has become impossible. So who could it be?"

Pulling the table, Song Yunwen frowned into a Sichuan character. "In any case, the Song family army will hold out until the moment the reinforcements arrive. The strength of the leader of the Nantian District has reached an unbelievable level, and I don't think that with my strength, I can deal with him and the desperately powerful Mei Youren. Therefore, the best way is to take advantage of the superiority of troops. But whether or not we can gain superiority in our forces is another headache!

"Report to the commander, there is an envoy from the imperial capital coming!" At this time, an adjutant with a bit of a face walked in, hesitated for a moment, and said to Song Yunwen. However, Song Yunwen didn't pay attention to these details, and he said without raising his head: "Is it the envoy of the military department?

"No, Sir. Be...... Messenger of His Majesty Koster!"

"What are you talking about!" Song Yunwen clicked and smashed the table in front of him in half, and pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and messy documents flew everywhere. However, he didn't care about this, but glared and said, "You repeat, who sent the messenger?"

"Yes...... ...... of the Imperial Capital Your Majesty Koster!" said the adjutant as he fell to his knees in fright, and his voice trembled. And Song Yunwen was stunned when he heard this. He pondered for a moment, and finally found the meaning of the three words Koster in those long years. It seems that this should be the real master of the God Clan in the Northern Heaven District, and it seems that it is himself and his own families who have broken their rule. It seems that the previous king, the old Koster, died in his own hands!

He suddenly remembered a pair of eyes, a pair of bright eyes, and the chill that burst out of those eyes!

"It seems that we have been abandoned. Song Yunwen sighed lightly and didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of a look of loss: "Drag that envoy out and cut it, do it secretly." I don't want my soldiers to be in turmoil for such reasons. ”

"But the big man, in this case we will ......"

"Nothing. Song Yunwen waved his hand tiredly and said: "Do you think that if we receive this person well, and then persuade him with kind words and beg bitterly, we will be able to have a second choice? No, we have no chance, and now we are like duckweed without roots, the people in the North Heaven District will not accept us, and the people in the South Heaven District will regard us as mortal enemies." We don't even have the option to surrender! Moreover, instead of stealing our lives, I, Song Yunwen, would prefer to die on the battlefield and let those native chickens and dogs know what is the backbone of the Beitian District!"

"Marshal, my subordinates are willing to live and die with you!" the young adjutant slammed a blow on his chest, and then left with a full of blood. As for the historian, I think his fate has already been decided. In front of the murderous masters of these armies, a powerless literati and a waste are equated.

At the same time, the Protoss, the Southwest Alliance.

"Your Majesty, we're fighting!"

When Mo Seventeen returned to the camp with Mei Youren, who was still unconscious, one of the Nantian District generals who greeted him first said excitedly: "I have to say that the Central Army is really a group of tenacious guys, but it is obvious that we are better!"

"I know this very well!" Mo XVII nodded: "I am strict with you, precisely because I know that compared to those scum, you are the best!"

Immediately afterwards, Mo XVII raised the long sword in his hand and shouted: "Brothers of the Southwest Alliance, tell me, are you the best!"

"Invincible, invincible!"

The sound of one after another echoed around Mo XVII, and this person seemed to have a kind of magic power, which could easily mobilize everyone's emotions. Looking at the army that was in a frenzy, Mo Qiqi smiled slightly, then climbed onto the high platform, and stroked his hands weakly: "Be quiet, be quiet." To be honest, I think you're making a bit of a fuss. If we all have to revel in such victories, then we will probably have a carnival every day from now on!"

There was a good-natured smile from the audience, and then Mo XVII coughed lightly: "We are originally stronger than those scum, so victory is not something to make a fuss about." To be honest, I'm surprised if you fail. ”

"So......" Mo XVII raised his tone, "So, I have good news, and even better news for you! The good news is that our ally, who is lying next to me, uses his ability to block the enemy's reinforcements from the five heavenly zones, and we can completely deal with these guys safely, and then face them in the best condition." ”

"And the better news is that after we recuperate, as long as we can kill the Song Family's army, the next thing we will face is a group of discouraged plague chickens! We can completely take out those guys who have lost their eggs in a more relaxed way! That is to say, as long as we kill these guys, it is equivalent to killing the entire Beitian District! Bastards, you have hit a lot of luck, such a good thing has been encountered by you, it is simply unreasonable!"

"Victory!"

The waves of cheers rose higher and higher, and looking at the soldiers who were almost crazy underground, Mo XVII nodded with satisfaction. And at this moment, a voice sounded beside him:

"You are very good at inspiring people!"

"You're awake? That's right, Lucifer is looking for you. Don't play dead dogs, it's business, about ...... The prophetic thing. ”

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