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"Princess, do you have faith in this battle?" At the end of the meeting, Batu walked up to Hyrum and asked in a low voice.

"Batu, if the commander were to be replaced by me, would you still have such questions?" Instead of answering his question, Hyrum asked.

"No!" Batu shook his head, "Today's Stantin, apart from you, Princess, I really can't think of anyone else who has the courage to challenge the Kosling Empire."

"However, I was ultimately defeated by Mingluo." Hyrum sighed softly.

"That's because Mingluo's troops are too strong, and he has a notorious poisonous scorpion under him."

"Not only that, Ming Luo has not tasted defeat since he led the army, he can be said to be a rare general in the Stanting Continent in a hundred years, even if the troops are equal, I am afraid that I am not his opponent, but this person was finally defeated by Prince Allen." Hyrum stopped, turned her head to look at him, and said slowly.

The unexpected news surprised Batu: "He defeated Mingluo? How is this possible?"

"If he hadn't defeated Minluo, I wouldn't be standing here today." Hyrum sighed, "I can also tell you that the scorpion was also destroyed by him, and no one escaped alive."

Batu's eyes widened as he looked at Hyrum speechless for a moment.

"There's a lot more about him that I can't tell you at the moment." Hyrum smiled, "But I want to tell you that he is not only the inheritor of the goddess, but also the only genius commander I have ever seen in my life.

"Princess, you're too exalted of him, aren't you?" Batu was stunned for a moment, and sighed leisurely, "If he really has you said so godly, then he is worthy of you, and I Batu is convinced."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Hyrum blushed and said, "You've already let it out, everything will be clear soon, and you won't be able to accept it then."

"Okay, I'll wait, princess, after I lead my troops away, you take care of yourself." Batu looked at her deeply.

"Batu, don't let me down, fight this battle seriously, you are a big-minded man, you should be the Tianyu clan in your heart, it is the whole continent!" Hyrum did not want Batu to indulge in his emotions and could not extricate himself, and reminded him.

"Batu understands, but he has to prove that he is stronger than me." Batu raised his head and said.

Hyrum shook her head helplessly.

"By the way, I'm curious, how can he send the enemy into our ambush circle on time?" After taking a few steps, Batu turned around again and asked.

"I don't know, but he said he could, and he would." Hyrum shrugged.

"This kid likes you." After Batu left, Liuyun walked up to Hyrum and whispered.

"There are more people who like me." Hyrum smiled slightly, Yingying's eyes were affectionate, "It's a pity that my heart has already returned."

"Hyrum, after taking Liberty City, your burden will be heavy." Liuyun forcibly suppressed the emotion in his heart and said calmly.

"I'll be your logistics minister, you just have to do it." Hyrum nodded, "It's just that you have to think about letting Sister Naya lead the lead for you."

"She has a lot of experience in commanding large armies, and who else can knead this group of scattered sand together? Liuyun smiled bitterly, "I'm in charge of dealing with Koslin's main force, and she's in charge of clearing the remnants, so nothing should happen."

At this time, he realized that it was a big mistake for him not to bring Alexander and the others.

"I was just thinking that she had suffered so much and needed some recuperation." Hyland Road.

"I've talked to her, and she's very happy, and she seems to like fighting, maybe it's a way for her to relieve her pain." Liuyun said gloomily.

"The people of the Freedom Alliance, you can also arrange something for them! The recovery of Freedom City is of extraordinary significance to them, and if they don't get involved, I'm afraid they won't be able to accept it emotionally." Hyrum said.

"It's not easy to get them ready to take in 10,000 captives." Liuyun smiled.

"You—" Hyrum was speechless for a moment.

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Standing on the high city walls, looking at the dark city, a sense of sadness suddenly rose in his heart.

On the straight military uniform, the golden star shines with a blurry shimmer, representing his military years full of passion and dreams for more than ten years, and representing the glory and glory of the horizontal knife immediately across the field.

However, on such a night, in the face of this dead and silent city, his heart was once again confused.

Is it true that what has been pursued unremittingly in a lifetime is to raise the butcher's knife again and again against the unwilling people? Is it the result of continuous wars that it is only for the destruction of those countries and races? The rise of empires has always begun with powerful military conquest and ended in superb political negotiations.

Despite his remarkable achievements on the battlefield, Vickers was by no means a mindless war maniac, constantly reviewing the development of the war situation and constantly reflecting on the gains and losses of the empire, but the result of reflection was that he eventually lost the support of the top and was sent here to suppress the Freedom League.

"Happy New Year, Devile." A wisp of homesickness quietly rose in Vesk's heart, and he whispered into the distance.At this time, for the first time in his life, he had a disgust with military life, and longed for the opportunity to take off his military uniform and return to his hometown farm, with his wife and children.

"General, everything is normal in the city." The adjutant general went up to the tower with a group of soldiers and reported to him.

"How has the Freedom League been so quiet lately?" Vesk frowned, "Any change in the enemy means that there may be a new conspiracy.

"Perhaps, these people will also celebrate the New Year!" replied the lieutenant casually, "they are not iron-clad."

"We'd better be vigilant!" Visk admonished, "and it's unusual that the Empire has suffered defeats in both the Tanzanite Plain and the Isana Desert lately."

"My subordinates understand, I have notified the guards of the three surrounding cities to strengthen their vigilance, with the general and the 100,000 troops of the empire in charge, I think the free city-state will not miss the slightest." The adjutant replied.

"Okay, early tomorrow morning, you will lead your army to eliminate the few contact points of the Freedom Alliance in the city that we have in our possession, and see if they will make any moves." Vickers decides to lay down the grass to see if he can scare the snake.

"Yes!"

"Catch it alive and kill fewer people." Vickers said softly.

"Yes!"

Dusk.Liberty City.

Yuelai Inn. (The Most Photogenic Inn of the Year)

"The sunset is infinitely good, it's just near dusk!" Liuyun lay comfortably on the bench, looking out the window at the sunset, enjoying the short quiet time before the war.

"The most beautiful thing is twilight love!" The sparrow looked at the old card holding the portrait of the beauty in his hand, but sighed.

"Fuck off!" Lao Ka carefully put away the portrait and scolded with a smile.

"That's understandable." Liuyun turned his head and smiled, "Before going to the battlefield, everyone likes to recall their sweethearts, and by the way, write a suicide note or something to her.

"If you want to write, I'll write it when I accompany your kid to meet the Demon Lord! A mere 10,000 Kosling troops, is it worthy?" Old Ka snorted.

A few people chatted, monsoon, water cold pushed the door in.

"Is it all done?" Liuyun got up and asked.

"That's it." Monsoon nodded.

"Okay, we're going to love the beauty of our adults." Liuyun smiled.

"How's it going over there?" He turned to the water cold.

"The team members have all entered the designated place to ambush, and the 30 attack guidance points have been set up."

"Okay, give me the order to attack at one o'clock in the morning."

"Yes!" the water is cold, and the monsoon is leading the way.

"Boy, is this thing working? don't let us work for half a day and end up with violence to solve the problem." Sparrow asked, fiddling with a paper bag on the table, frowning.

"If it doesn't work, how can the Demon Lord imprison the Medicine Terran for hundreds of years?" Liuyun smiled.

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Wow -

The sudden sound of rain outside the window woke up Visk, who was napping at his desk, and he looked up at his watch, and it was already two o'clock in the morning.

"Maybe it's too idle, I'm a little nervous!" he smiled wryly and stretched, got up and put away the papers on the desk, ready to rest.

This night, sitting in the study to mark the papers, he always felt a little restless.Battle-hardened people will have amazing intuition about the impending danger, but Vesk can't think of what danger he can encounter.Although there has always been a resistance force in Liberty City, its activity space has long been compressed by itself, and a few small fish can't make big waves.

However, for the sake of safety, he still gave up rest, stayed in the study to read the papers, and stayed up until late at night.

After packing up the papers, he took out a letter from the desk drawer and read it under the lamp.

Juanxiu's words turned into soft words ringing in his ears, and when he read the letter, a happy smile appeared on Vesque's face.

"Tom tom—" There was a soft knock on the door from outside the room, but his smile froze instantly.

Vesk jerked his head up, staring at the door.

His dwellings were so heavily guarded that outsiders could not enter, and his guards would never dare to knock on his door like this, let alone in the early hours of the morning.

Who is outside the door?

A chill swelled in Vesk's heart, it was a terrible thing for anyone to find him so quietly.

"Please come in!" Visk replied calmly.

The door opened, and a young man in a coarse cloth robe, surrounded by several black-armored men, walked in.

"General Vesk, you've worked hard!" the young man smiled at him and raised his voice, "The New Year is here, and I am entrusted by the people of the free city-state to bring some gifts to comfort you." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo.。