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Let's first take our eyes off the barren land of the Northern Wilderness.

As for Don En, who doesn't know life and death, well, let's let him not know life and death first......

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On the Bran Territory map, there are two special areas that are marked with virtual shadows. One is the vast sea around the mainland, and the other is the land of 100,000 mountains to the west!

The reason why both places are marked with virtual shadows is the same because there is no telling where the end is...... And it is the latter that we are now looking at.

Bran, 100,000 mountains, the west of the far west!

At dawn, the sky is gray, like a rag that has been used for a long time, and there is always a filthy color that cannot be washed.

The gaze is lowered, and the main color is also gray. Most of them are dirty fog, enveloping all directions. A few are bare hills, craggy dead trees with no leaves left, and gray and yellow stiff frozen soil......

"Exhale......" pursed his lips and inhaled, exhaled and exhaled, and the white gas poured into a strange and uncoordinated existence. However, in just a short moment, the white qi was completely assimilated and disappeared.

I have to say that in such a lifeless environment, no one will be in a good mood.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as the one who is exhaling. Her mood was also bad, very bad, but her ability to regulate was very strong, just exhaling a few mouthfuls of turbid air, her spirit was instantly lifted, and her heroic face gradually became firm.

She is Josia, and she has many identities, such as a respected nobleman, a mysterious magician, and the head of a secret agency...... But now, she has only one identity. That's the new leader of the Greys!

Oh. Only nominal. Because she hasn't really been recognized yet. But after this morning, perhaps this status will be well deserved. Well, just maybe......

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Walking slowly up a slightly raised mound, Josia looked up to the east, with some expectation in his eyes, as if waiting for the sun to rise, and as if waiting for someone......

Not much. A slightly old voice suddenly came from behind, "Chief Josia, I'm up so early today. ”

Turning his head, an old man dressed in blood-stained armor, with white temples and a slightly gloomy expression walked over. Seeing this, Josia hurriedly walked down, stretched out his hand to help, and there was a hint of blame in his words: "Old Marshal Oumeng, your injuries have not healed, and you can't see the wind, why did you come out at this time." ”

At this time, it has been more than a month since Dawn City was destroyed. And they, the soldiers and civilians of the gray army who escaped, were chased and killed for a whole month. Only a week ago. After they were completely out of the crowd, the hunt was officially over.

This sudden encounter was undoubtedly a blow to the newly developed gray-clothed army, and it was a great blow. Not only did they lose the significant base of Dawning City, but the casualties of soldiers and civilians were even greater. And the injuries on Oumeng's body were also left when he broke through.

"Hehe, it's fine. Ou Meng chuckled and waved his hand, "I've been on the battlefield for most of my life, I will fight, nothing else, these are just minor injuries, I have long been used to it, the leader does not have to worry." ”

Josia's eyes drooped slightly when he heard this, and he helped Omon to the top of the mound, and then said, "Old marshal, I am not a leader yet. ”

"Why not?" Ou Menghu was stunned, "I have been instructed by the leader of Luosha, you are the new leader of the Gray Army, who dares to disagree?" paused, "As for those clowns, you don't have to pay attention to them, and you shouldn't have promised to hold any thousand-person election meeting before...... But don't worry, I've already contacted all the generals, and everyone will stand up for you then!"

The so-called 1,000-person election meeting is naturally to choose the new leader of the gray-clothed army, and the morale of the gray-clothed army is now low, and the group of dragons has no leader, and it is indeed urgent for a leader to stand up and stabilize the morale of the army.

Originally, there should be no doubt about this, and most people knew about Losha's appointment of Josia as the new leader before his death. But the blame can only be blamed on the group of high-level ministers at that time who did not die, they stayed in the Gray Army for so many years, and more importantly, during the cooperation with Bran, they enjoyed the alluring taste of power. In this way, he was naturally unwilling to let Josia, a junior who had not been in the Gray Army for a long time, occupy the leadership position.

It is precisely because of these people that Josia has officially become the leader of the time to move back. Eventually, Josia proposed that the Grey soldiers send representatives to form a meeting of 1,000 to voluntarily elect a new leader.

Those high-level ministers who were cautious naturally agreed when they heard this, after all, Losha's deathbed will was of great significance, and if it were not for the meeting of a thousand people, their delaying methods would definitely not be able to prevent Josia from becoming the new leader. And now, they finally see some hope......

"Old Marshal Xiexie. Josia's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, but he bowed down in thanks.

Oumeng frowned, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Josia, you give me an account of this old fellow, do you have no confidence, or do you really not want to be this leader? If you don't want to be, I ...... Alas!" I wanted to say that I was not reluctant, but thinking of the current situation of the gray-clothed army, Ou Meng naturally couldn't say it, so he had to sigh and look gloomy.

Shaking his head, "Old Marshal Weishenme would think so...... I'm confident!" Josia's eyes shone brightly, "I really didn't have any preparation for being the new leader of the Grey Army, and I never thought of it. But since this is Aunt Losha's confession, I will definitely not disappoint her hopes!"

"Okay!" Ou Meng's heart suddenly settled when he heard this, and he couldn't help but praise loudly.

As Omon himself said just now, he will only fight wars in his life, and he has no eye for electing a new leader or anything. But he believed in Losha's eyesight, so he only recognized Josia. And if Josia really doesn't want to be, then he will appear passive...... Who else can he choose? Those high-level ministers? Don't make a fuss, he can see with his eyesight that if the gray army is handed over to these people with shallow knowledge, it will really be completely hopeless.

After the great joy, I couldn't help but wonder again, "Since you have confidence and are willing to be the new leader, what kind of meeting of 1,000 people did Weishenme agree to hold before?"

"It's simple. Josia raised a green jade finger and said, "The situation of the gray army is critical now, and the election of a new leader really can't be delayed any longer. They want to get away with it, and I want a chance to make a final decision. So what's the point of agreeing to them?"

"Oh, I say, with your wisdom, you shouldn't have made such a foolish move. I see, I see, haha...... I'll just say that it's most suitable for you to be the leader, how can they have such a brain!" Ou Meng suddenly realized, and looked up and couldn't help but praise. Then he seemed to remember something, smiled for a while, and frowned, "However, they have been making a lot of small moves recently, if they win over some of the representatives......"

"Old marshal, you have to have faith in the representatives elected by the soldiers and the people. And......" After a pause, Josia narrowed his eyes, "I can take this opportunity to let everyone know the true face of some people." ”

Without further explanation, Josia reached out and put his arm around Omon, "It's almost time, get ready, let's go directly to the venue later." ”

"Good...... Well, don't you have to wait for sunrise?"

"No, it's already out!"

"Uh......" Ou Meng turned his head in astonishment when he heard this, looking at the still gray East, and couldn't help but scratch his head, indicating that he couldn't understand.

However, he didn't dwell on this problem, and after walking down the mound, his expression was quite hesitant, and Zuihou still asked hesitantly: "What about Donne?

The footsteps paused instantly, Josia's eyes drooped slightly, and his expression was inexplicable.

Seeing this, Omon sighed: "You and I both know that this incident is not actually the fault of Donn, but the damn Borg...... But in any case, this incident did happen because of him, and more importantly, the result of Zuihou was the death of the leader of Luosha...... Everyone knows about your relationship with Don, and they won't let go of this opportunity and will definitely force you to make a choice. What are you going to do then?"

Silence for a while, "I'll fix it, well, I'll fix it......"

...... (To be continued......)