A team of soldiers tasked with searching for the rebellious leader has disappeared, which is nothing more than a trivial matter for Song Yunwen. In fact, the death and injury of more than a dozen people in any place, even the imperial capital is a big thing, but in front of Song Yunwen, it is not the same size as sesame. In the past, he would have put on a show and pretended to be disgusting to win the support of his subordinates, but now......

Song Yunwen didn't have the mind to think about so many things, first, he was now avenging his child, the power of an irascible father, no one can ignore it. But this is not the point, the point is that he has received a report from the military that the troops of the Southern Heaven District are enveloping the armed remnants of the Western Heaven District and attacking their own border defense line. In the case of mental calculation and unpreparedness, within three days, these guys actually attacked eight cities one after another. You must know that this is a ring defense structure, and no matter how strong it is, it may be helpless in the face of this superimposed form of defense. But this group of guys actually broke through eight cities in three days! And Song Yunwen knew that the reason why they stopped was not because they were not fighting enough, but because their front and rear teams were out of touch! When he heard this, Song Yunwen's brain was roaring.

"Could it be that this is the gap between us?" Song Yunwen clenched his fists and said in a low voice. As a soldier, even if he later developed in the direction of a politician, the arrogance in his bones can never be erased. His own troops were so bad that it was simply unbearable for Song Yunwen. Moreover, after calming down, Song Yunwen also discovered another thing that made him frightened.

The location of this originally inconspicuous rebel army is really too weird!

The biggest disadvantage of circular city defense is that once the middle link is blocked, it will cause the defenders to be unable to take care of each other. And now, Song Yunwen looked at the position of this force, he didn't think much about it before, but now as soon as he combined with the attack speed of those people from the Southern Heaven District, the cold sweat on his forehead came out. Mei Youren's rebels are like a wedge, fiercely built on the path supported by the elite Central Army of the Protoss. And the remaining Protoss regions have been riddled with holes due to their own corruption, and there is no way to effectively kill the Southwest Alliance Army. And as long as this army resists the attack of the Protoss, even if it can't bear it, delaying it for a while is enough to bring them huge trouble.

"This is a bureau!" The old general Song Yunwen, who was shocked into a cold sweat, even put the matter of revenge for his child in second place. If that's the case, everything is easy to explain. The Protoss Frontier Army is not a simple force, but compared to those guys who should be elite troops, I'm afraid it's still a little worse. It's just that Lin'er is not awake yet, and there is no way to get more information from him.

Mei Youren didn't know that he was inexplicably regarded as an elite or an elite unit with an important mission. Now, he has received the news that Song Yunwen personally led a team to attack him. Compared to his plan, the time was more or less early, and he couldn't start when he returned, and he didn't want these soldiers to die, so he had to arrange the timing of hunting the other party's leader in the confrontation between the two armies. Although the difficulties will definitely increase a lot, and it is said that this old general is also a master of one in ten thousand, but he takes people's money and eliminates disasters for others. Even if it was a little difficult, he had to grit his teeth and stand up.

Now he also faintly smells a hint of danger. Therefore, he is desperately training the few elite soldiers in his hands. The tactic of streamlining the army doesn't work for him, but at least there should be a similar army at his disposal.

However, for Mei Youren's approach, Heisha only commented on two words, "Idiot!" "Elite soldiers are not something that can be refined in a day, in addition to ultra-high-intensity training, the will to fight, the ability to fight* and the ability to adapt to changes on the battlefield, and even the run-in between soldiers and soldiers, are essential. Only a battlefield novice like you would be naïve to think that an invincible army could be refined in a short period of time.

However, Mei Youren's answer was unusually incisive: "I like it, what, you bite me!"

It is said that on that day, the military advisor Heisha returned to the camp with a black face, and he did not say a word for a long time.

At the same time, the town guard mansion of the original 121st District of the Beitian District has become the front-line headquarters of the Southwest Coalition Army, everyone is very excited, the three days of crazy attacks have given them almost fanatical confidence, and those who originally had more or less doubts about this matter have also put aside their worries and greeted everyone with a smile. There is no other reason, these people in the Northern Heaven Region are too weak. It's even weaker than they think. Those troops that were about to collapse at the slightest touch of a button simply surprised the troops of the Western Heaven District, who had always been the arrows, and they couldn't imagine how such a weak person could be selected as a soldier? This is simply a blasphemy of the word soldier!

A series of victories made the Southwest Coalition Army a little carried away. I am afraid that the only people who can keep calm are the leaders of the two legions, Mo XVII and Lucifer. Looking at the performance of his subordinates, Mo XVII's face always had a smile on his face that he was in control, while Lucifer was always frowning. Although the current coalition forces are unstoppable, his intuition tells him that this may not be so simple.

It's just that even if he says this at this time, I'm afraid his subordinates won't listen to it. They may respect themselves on the surface and do what they say, but in fact they may have a little bit of their own thoughts in their hearts.

And as soon as he had captured a few cities, Lucifer was horrified to find that his officers had begun to appear greedy. The speed of such corruption is so fast that I feel caught off guard. And whenever he thought of Mo XVII's plain face and his trademark, confident smile, he couldn't help but feel a pang of fear.

"Is all this ...... Was it all expected by him?"

"We've had a lot of success in the past few days. Mo XVII stood up, and the temporary command room, which was quite noisy just now, suddenly quieted down, and they all turned their heads and turned their eyes to Mo XVII's body.

"But ......," Mo XVII said in a long voice, "but that's not enough. We have just defeated the enemy's eight cities, if we go to the Southern Heaven Region, this may be an earth-shattering thing, but in the Northern Heaven Region, the vast Northern Heaven Region, eight regions, and eight remote areas far away from the imperial capital, it is not a loss at all. They have another hundred and twenty-nine districts, and the numbers are large enough to drain all our enthusiasm. But are you willing?"

The trademark somewhat frantic roar made Mo XVII look a lot like the mustache surnamed Adolf, and he waved his arms and shouted loudly: "I ask you, are you willing? Are you willing to let so much rich land fall into the hands of those cowardly people, while the strongest warriors can only survive in a small amount of land?"

"Unwilling!"

"Very well, you answered neatly, but I can guarantee that your thoughts won't last long. When you have enough resources at your disposal, you will be blinded by riches, and you will unconsciously stop and become a group of coarse misers. You will gradually forget your ability to fight and become pampered, and your children and grandchildren will forget that their ancestors were once a group of fierce warriors, and they will gradually degenerate into a group of noble lords, and finally become like those guys on the other side. Don't look at me with that strange look, everything I say is true. Countless histories tell us that what I am talking about is the inevitable trajectory of the rolling wheels of history. No one can escape, no one can hide. But ......"

Speaking of this, he paused slightly: "However, we have a way to delay all this as much as possible, so that more of our children and grandchildren can enjoy a good life without trembling in the flames of war." ”

"What a way!" No one likes war, all the generals' eyes were shining, and at this time, Mo XVII said with his trademark smile: "It's very simple, this method can be obtained by anyone, that is, to give our descendants, leave a huge legacy enough for them to corrupt! And this inheritance, I think, the Northern Heaven District, is very suitable!"