"Actually..."

"Actually, Lao Sun is just strong, or afraid."

"Although he sits in the position of the master of the Ink Pavilion, he is actually not so great and selfless."

"Who wouldn't want to keep a queen?"

"Especially after Zhong Lao's whole family died in battle..."

"Ugh..."

"When you were born, I hugged you in the blink of an eye..."

"You're all dead."

Yuan Qingshan smiled self-deprecatingly: "What's the matter, the dirty work of the Moge, the tiring work, the work that is not human, is all done by the old man, and he has been tired of it for a long time after all these years." ”

"Seriously, I envy you."

He just sat next to Sun Dahu's corpse and said a lot, a lot.

After smoking a cigarette, Yuan Qingshan coughed vigorously twice.

"I haven't smoked it for a long time, so I'm not used to it."

"Choking."

"Sun Wen, this child's awakening... Very good, we'll try... Try to protect him thoroughly. ”

After speaking, Yuan Qingshan stood up supporting the wall and patted Sun Dahu on the shoulder.

"Sun Dahu!"

"Dawn Guard!"

"In the dawn era, 103 years, enlisted in the army!"

"Today, go home!"

"Enter the Hall of Honor of the Terrans!"

"Moge Pavilion Master, Yuan Qingshan... Salute! ”

Although his body was weak, Yuan Qingshan tried hard to stand up straight and shouted loudly.

The soldiers who were still able to keep moving got up one after another, silently looking in the direction of the corpses, hammering their hearts.

Including those who fell to the ground, were seriously injured, and were carried on a stretcher, they all looked in the direction of Sun Dahu at this moment.

Especially the soldiers at the Dawn Pass, there were tears in their eyes.

This is the most unreliable guard of the four major levels of the Terrans, like a gangster, smoking a cigarette and wearing sunglasses.

boasts every day that his son is rich, he is a 'rich second generation' in disguise.

No one knows who his father is, and no one knows where he came from.

But he...

But he was the one they respected the most.

The whole ceremony lasted only half a minute, and then it ended in a hurry.

The two logistics personnel lifted Sun Dahu's body, put it on a stretcher, and left silently.

The soldiers who rushed to support the other three passes hurriedly returned to avoid another war or a sneak attack by the demon clan.

The high-level reported that the troops were dispatched again to reach the dawn pass.

Wounded, dead ...

The aftermath is constantly being heard.

What's even busier is cleaning up the demon beasts that have invaded the interior of the human race.

As far as the eye could see, there was desolation.

The self-confidence that had been won in several victories made them recognize the reality again at this moment.

Let them recognize... The strength of the demon clan.

But no matter what, the second wave of attacks from the Demon Domain, the Terrans still withstood it.

And the demon domain is also not very comfortable.

For this result, both sides can accept, or rather, it is expected by each other.

It's as if before each move is made, the person playing the chess already knows the result in advance.

"The Third Battle..."

"How are you going to keep it?"

Hearing the good news from the dawn pass, the corners of the eight-tailed fox's mouth were outlined, and he muttered to himself.

You're all set.

All the foreshadowing in the early stage has been completed.

In the third battle, he went all out to attack the Demon Suppression Pass, and used the people he cultivated with his heart.

Great victory, brush up on meritorious service!

The hole cards of the Terrans have been exhausted.

……

"The Third Battle..."

"Let's hope it's in time."

Yu Mo was still expressionless, sitting in a wheelchair and slowly closing his eyes.

At this point in the war, there was very little he could do.

Even if there are thousands of ravines in the chest, in the face of this strength gap, it is impossible to turn the tide in the real sense.

Those so-called small calculations have been exhausted.

Next...

Everything is only on the rest of your life.

Maybe he didn't lie when he was outside the Ink Academy that day.

He...

It is this battle, Yu Mo's last hole card.

It will also carry countless lives.

If it is successful, the Demon Domain plan will collapse and collapse, and you will not even want to organize a second offensive for several years.

defeated, although the eight-tailed fox will eventually find a way to retreat, but before retreating, it will definitely weaken the strength of the human race as much as possible, and even release hundreds of thousands of demon beasts to give the human race civil strife, so that the human race will not think about taking another step forward for several years, and even the economy will regress.

In this battle, the pressure on the Demon Suppression Pass was huge, and the hole cards were exhausted, and the Dawn Pass was broken for five minutes.

And the Ghost Gate Pass, the offensive on the side of the Dome Pass is relatively more like a formality.

Especially in the Dome Pass, in the case of being familiar with Kong Hongfang's skills, most of those ordinary demon beasts just surrounded him but did not fight, and only two demon lords entangled him, consuming some of his life span as much as possible.

This is also the disadvantage of Kong Hongfang's skills.

He can do the ultimate defense, as long as he is still there, this dome is indestructible.

But after all, the dome level couldn't be moved, and he could only defend passively.

If this war lasts for half a year, a year...

I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it himself, and his longevity will be exhausted.

Therefore, although there is no major problem in the direction of the dome pass for the time being, Kong Hongfang's expression is still solemn and constantly under martial law.

And I even bought a batch of new books and kept looking at them.

Qi Changshan temporarily took over the position of the guard of the Dawn Pass, guarding the Dawn Pass, waiting for other suitable candidates.

Chu Yu was still in a coma, and he had slept for a day and a night in that formation, and his old figure was full of distress.

Only the ghost gate was passed, and the ghosts were still in the forest, and those soldiers were still pale faces, standing on the city wall, not saying a word, just looking at them with one eye, and they couldn't even tell if they had experienced a big battle before.

But in summary, with the end of the second war, the Terran side has shown a little fatigue.

If the fight continues, it will be necessary to transfer the Eight Senses to participate in the war in some necessary positions within the human race.

At that time, if something happens in the rear, internal instability, that is the beginning of the disaster.