Looking at the passage that appeared inexplicably when the teleportation array was broken, Mu Sen couldn't help but feel a little sad. From this passage he felt the breath of conspiracy, and according to his experience of a hundred battles, he knew that something was going to happen, but he didn't know if it was a bad thing or a not so bad thing, as for a good thing?

I have been plagued by bad luck, how can something good happen to me?

When this inexplicable passage suddenly appeared, Yu Linwei, who was closest to the teleportation array, was the first to react, and they immediately formed a defensive formation, looking at this passage with vigilant eyes.

Immediately after, many Terran soldiers also reacted, and they also clenched their weapons one after another, and the spiritual power in their bodies surged, ready to attack at any time.

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly froze, and even the air became viscous until a sound came out of the passage. "I'm Thousand Mountains Twilight, we have opened up the connection between the mid-level field and the low-level field, and you immediately dispatched soldiers to the low-level field to carry out the rescue. ”

Hearing Qianshan Twilight's words, everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they were slightly happy in their hearts, and finally got in touch with the organization. Some of the soldiers began to ask impatiently, "My lord, what the hell is going on, why are so many hundred clans infiltrating the Yuan Hunting operation?"

"My lord, why don't you stop this Moto-Hunting operation?"

"What about the old man, with his old man in charge, how did the hundred clans infiltrate?"

......

Faced with so many questions, Qianshan Twilight had a little headache, and he couldn't answer most of these questions, for example, he didn't know why so many hundred clans had sneaked in, and he didn't know where the Human Emperor had gone.

So he only picked a few questions that could be answered and answered, such as why they didn't stop the game, it was because although they opened a passage in the middle and low fields, the barriers set up by the human emperor were still there, they couldn't get in, and the participating teams couldn't get out. It's as if the mid-level field and the low-level field are two lakes, and now they are connected by an underground river, and they can communicate with each other to a limited extent.

And the left-behind camp is indeed on the shore of the lake, and a group of their left-behind warriors are like landlubbers who can't water, and they can look at the water and sigh.

Alas, look to the sky!

After explaining this, Chiyama Twilight gave everyone a brief explanation of the current situation. Both the high-order field and the low-order field have suffered heavy losses, and the high-order field has not opened up the channel until now, and it has not even been able to transmit information. In short, the current situation is not good for the Terrans.

After listening to Qianshan Twilight's words, many Terran soldiers fell silent for a while. They had thought that they would be able to see the light of day by breaking the teleportation array of the Hundred Clans, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. The planning of the hundred clans is far more than the hanging bomb they imagined, the person in charge of the distraction of the Yuan Hunt operation is powerless, the emperor of the people cannot be contacted, and the future is still nine links and eighteen bends.

The suddenly sluggish atmosphere made Mu Sen frown, and after a while, he suddenly said aloud, "Brothers, just now, we kicked the base camp of the hundred clans, and we cut down the god clan and the immortal clan to the dust. Our swords roared, and the heavens trembled. ”

Speaking of this, Mu Sen paused, and then his voice became louder, like thunder, "Our human race is victorious!

Hearing Mu Sen's straightforward cheering, many soldiers first disdained, we are no longer three-year-old children, we have passed the age of being fooled.

But after disdain, many soldiers felt that there was still a trace of truth in what Mu Sen said. Without relying on external forces, we defeated the hundreds of ethnic groups that were originally sure to win. We traveled thousands of miles, passed the level, and all the way to the horizon, and even if we couldn't give ourselves a score of 100, we still had 99 points.

Thinking about it this way, what are the hundred tribes?

They are just a group of defeated men, and they can't help us when they have the advantage, but are killed by us. So what else is there to say?

Seeing that the momentum of the Terran coalition army had picked up, Mu Sen nodded imperceptibly, not to make a sensational statement to the old man.

In the left-behind camp, Qianshan Twilight also nodded, and said to Jin Qianzi, "The wooden sacrifice wine is really good. ”

"Of course. Jin Qianzi smiled proudly, and then glanced at Vientiane provocatively.

Vientiane's face turned dark, but he didn't pay attention to Jin Qianzi, mainly because he didn't know what to do. Is it the best to also follow the wood sacrifice wine?

I'm so distracted, how can I be so shameless?

If you don't go along with it, are you talking nonsense with your eyes open?

I'm so distracted, how can I be so shameless?

Alas, there are also difficulties with high status, and it is cold in high places, and every step is like walking on thin ice.

Jin Qianzi didn't know that he just glanced at Vientiane, and Vientiane could deduce such a full inner drama. If he knew, he would definitely have a good discussion with Vientiane, what is a face in the world, and people before and after all depend on acting.

"Then I'll leave the rescue of the low-level field to the Wood Sacrifice Bar. Qianshan Twilight looked at the victorious rooster and said tiredly.

In this regard, Jin Qianzi has no opinion.

Mu Sen also has no opinion, after all, he is a high-quality teenager who has been educated by socialism, and when he has the ability, it is his duty to help his compatriots. Didn't the ancestors say that if you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world. Although he hasn't gotten mixed to the point of helping the world, it's still no problem to beat the low-level realm's hundred clans.

But the reality of the uncle will always be your uncle, and Mu Sen's dream of hanging was ended before it began. The passage opened by Qianshan Twilight did not change the law of the low-level field, that is, I am sorry, the low-level field only allows martial artists below the foundation to enter, unless they are self-destructed, such as Xianjian and Shenzhao.

Helplessly, Mu Sen had to hand over this glorious and not arduous task to the Yulin avant-garde, oh, it was a temporary team of soldiers below the foundation drawn from the left and right guards of the Yulin, in order to facilitate the name, Mu Sen gave them a name for the Yulin avant-garde. And those remaining soldiers above the foundation are called the Yulin Guards by Mu Sen.

For the matter of naming, Mu Sen is quite familiar with the road. After all, who wouldn't plagiarize?

Since Yang Ren and Sun Shengnan had already opened up, Mu Sen selected a new commander for the Yulin Avant-garde. Zhang Zhen is the main one, and Li Fatzi, Zhao Tianshun, Fang Wu, and Yu Luan are the deputies. These five are all old men who have followed Mu Sen for a long time, and they usually follow the martial arts department and Yulin Wei to rub the class and training, and everyone who can rub them will follow them, but the actual personnel relationship is in the small shop in Luoyang. Because of their familiarity, their command ability is comparable to that of Yang Ren and Sun Shengnan, but they just lack a platform to show.

Seeing that Mu Sen chose Zhang Zhen and them as his commander, many Terran soldiers were puzzled, who are these guys? I haven't heard of them before, even Man Yangze and Kui Qing are more famous than them, right?

Many Terran soldiers expressed their worries that one general would not be able to exhaust the three armies, but they would follow Yu Linwei to continue to fight in the low-level field. Although the intensity of the low-level field may not be as fierce as that of the middle-level field, in the case that all the soldiers above the foundation are left behind and can only transport the soldiers below the foundation, it is actually not to be taken lightly, after all, there is a great chance that the ship will capsize.

Regarding the doubts of many soldiers, Mu Sen said jokingly to Zhang Zhen and his party, "Lao Zhang, everyone is not optimistic about you. ”

Zhang Zhen said to Mu Sen Zhengse, "Sacrificial wine, we will prove with practical actions that you are not wrong." ”

Seeing that Zhang Zhen was so serious that he began to call for sacrificial wine, Mu Sen also replied with a straight face, "Then I'll wait for the moment when you slap your face." ”

"I will definitely come back with a slap in the face!"

If you can say this without such a serious expression, I can smile a little more easily. Mu Sen turned his head and did not look at Zhang Zhen, but announced to the many soldiers that his decision could not be changed, and the command of Yulin's avant-garde was the five of them.

Although many soldiers sighed, they could only pinch their noses and admit it. After all, Mu Sen's arrangement of the commander of Yulin's avant-garde is his own private matter, and others are indeed not good at it.

After the voice calmed down, the Terran coalition began to regroup, and about 30,000 soldiers below the foundation building period were integrated, led by General Fang Zhuang, the leader of the third battalion of the original coalition army.

Before leaving, dozens of school captains flocked to it, holding Fang Zhuang's hand, and the veins in his eyes contained deep meanings like mountains and rivers. Fang Zhuang gave them a reassuring look.

Their silent communication made Mu Sen hate it, fork fork, don't think I don't know what you are communicating. Don't be led into the ditch by the feather forest avant-garde, cherish life, and stay away from the feather forest avant-garde.

Don't worry, brother, I know it.

Fork fork, believe it or not, I flip the table?!

But in the end, Mu Sen still didn't lift the table, because he couldn't find the table to lift. So he had to pat Zhang Zhen on the shoulder, and there was also a silent exchange.

Zhang Zhen and Fang Zhuang led the team to leave, and disappeared into the space passage.

While ordering the coalition forces to clean up the battlefield, Mu Sen called many captains to come over for a meeting. The purpose of the meeting is very simple, that is, to clear the hundred clan teams in the mid-level field, and now that they have contacted the left-behind camp, there is a golden finger available. That is the ability of the remaining camp to peek at the whole field, as long as they point out the location of the hundred tribes, they will directly press the territory with large troops, so that all the hundred tribes will turn into slag.

"This temporary passage doesn't last long. Just as Mu Mori was happily discussing the battle plan there, Chiyama Twilight interjected.

Mu Sen's face froze suddenly, he looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, and there were a thousand words in his heart, and in the end, he only turned into an MMP.

If there is no golden finger to help them, then where can they find the hundreds of tribes all over the mountains and fields, and push them over one by one, it is too troublesome, after all, when the situation is not good, the hundred tribes will also flee.

"Wood Sacrifice Wine, I found traces of those three Protoss teams, do you want to destroy them?"