Mu Sen shook his head in disappointment, "Okay, I misread you." ”

Seeing Mu Sen's expression, Jin Qianzi suddenly felt that his choice was right, and there was definitely a conspiracy here. "Xiao Sen, buying and selling is not benevolent, come, tell me, how did you plan to trap me just now?"

Mu Sen squinted at Jin Qianzi, "Let me tell you, slander is legally responsible." I'm so honest and lovely, a good family, you just tarnish my innocence out of thin air. Be careful, I'm fighting with you!"

Looking at Mu Sen's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, Jin Qianzi's heart was a little shaken, could it be that I wronged him?

However, this thought was suppressed by him in an instant. There is absolutely no wrongdoing, with his understanding of Mu Sen during this time, how could this guy put the book of the art of war out of sale for no reason that can shock the entire wilderness?

There must be a conspiracy, or a great conspiracy.

"But then again, you can withstand this temptation, shouldn't you?" The righteousness on Mu Sen's face dissipated, replaced by deep suspicion. Putting the facts to be reasonable, the book on the art of war he mastered was something that even king-level forces coveted.

Jin Qianzi's forehead jumped, you can't do it, your whole family can't do it. It's not that he's really not interested in the art of war, but the traps he is vaguely aware of make him a little reckless. Moreover, they are ethereal and only a warband, and the demand for this kind of art of war general, which is mainly used for warbands, is not very strong. That's why he finally gritted his teeth and rejected Mu Sen.

"Hmph!" said in a cold voice.

"Hmph, you're not bragging, are you? Actually, you're a poor bastard. Mu Sen looked at Jin Qianzi with a suspicious gaze.

"Who do you say are bragging?!" Jin Qianzi's face turned red and said, his ethereal war group was all over the wilderness, and even the king-level forces were polite to them, and now he was glared at by a young man in the foundation building period and said bragging.

Maji, I can't bear it.

"Come on, let's have a good break. Jin Qianzi rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight Mu Sen for three hundred rounds.

But the next moment, Mu Sen turned his head, "Who is that, how did you command the three-stage attack!

Suddenly, she felt like she was swinging her fist and hitting the cotton. "Komori ......"

"It's okay, I forgive you. Men, who doesn't brag about it. Mu Sen didn't look back, but said in a tone that I understand you.

Understand you hammer...... Jin Qianzi opened his mouth, "Little ......"

"Beware of the death-defying counterattack of the Hundred Clans!

"Square Siege!"

......

Seeing that Mu Sen began to focus on the battle situation, Jin Qianzi closed her mouth depressedly. But after a moment, he burst out laughing. It's been years since I've been like this, and I've been angry with someone other than a few brothers, and it's not a bad feeling. He thought.

Well, that's good.

In a better mood, he looked at the black lake, and at this time, the battle was nearing its end. The Hundred Tribes were defeated, and the Terrans were pursuing the victory. Archers shoot from a distance, mandarin ducks fight in close combat, and some soldiers with high cultivation roam the entire battlefield to support at any time.

"If the Terran warband is so elite, all the races will be in danger. He sighed. At the same time, he even had in his mind the scene of the Terran wargroup covering the sky and the sun and pushing the hundred races.

"Kill!"

"Don't let go of a hundred clans!"

......

The thoughts in Jin Qianzi's mind could not affect the situation of the battle, the killing continued, and the mixture of wails and dripping blood in the sky was the coolest word in this world.

After a stick of incense.

Mu Sen nodded slightly, "It's okay." He said.

"That's, don't look at who brought out the soldiers!"

"Yes, I've been studying with the sacrificial wine for so long, if I can't even deal with a few hundred clans, then it's better to find a piece of tofu and kill me. ”

......

Seeing that Mu Sen was still satisfied with the results, many old people from the Baicui Ninth Team and the students of the Yichou class clamored one after another. The rule of survival in the workplace is that the credit must be given to the leader.

"Not bad. For everyone's upper path, Mu Sen smiled. "I'll give you more food when I go back. ”

"They're flattering you. I really couldn't stand it, and Jin Qianzi, who was in the posture of Mu Sen's villain, couldn't help but say.

"I know. Mu Sen said, and without waiting for Jin Qianzi to speak, he continued, "But I just like it." ”

Jin Qianzi suddenly had a liver ache, how can I continue with this?

Forget it, don't pick it up. Jin Qianzi, who closed his mouth, silently looked at Xiong Qu, Long Xiang and Jiazi after the battle, the three teams were mixed together, but they were in order, as if they were originally a team. There are soldiers on guard, soldiers cleaning the battlefield, soldiers healing, and every soldier knows what he has to do.

The word 'flowing clouds' suddenly popped up in Jin Qianzi's heart. "This kind of team can almost be like an arm's arm, right?" he thought.

The praise of many soldiers made Mu Sen happy, but he did not forget the purpose of this trip, and when the last Bai clan who pretended to be dead was mended, Mu Sen shouted.

"Let's go!"

Words are like the wind, rushing forward and hurricane.

......

Just when Mu Sen led the team to gallop, Liu Tiande and Sun Shengnan bumped together. It was an area overgrown with dead trees, densely packed with dead trees that were coiled and entwined. Although the swamp has taken them out of their life, they are still stubborn and refuse to decay.

At this time, Liu Tiande and Sun Shengnan were standing on top of a dead tree, their faces pale. "I didn't expect it to come to this point. Liu Tiande shook his head and smiled bitterly.

With the two of them as the center, there were less than a thousand soldiers standing on the dead wood around them. These soldiers, like these dead trees, were tired and withered, and seemed to be lifeless.

"Hey, that's all there is to it. Sun Shengnan's tone was full of desolation. When she led the team out of Qingyang, the Eagle Yang Regiment was majestic, and the two thousand soldiers had bright armor, which seemed to be able to compete with the sun and the moon. But now, only these tired soldiers remain.

Liu Tiande opened his mouth, and wanted to say that there should be soldiers who jumped over the encirclement of the Hundred Clans Alliance, but before the words could be spoken, he swallowed again. There are soldiers who jump over the encirclement, are there many, dozens, or dozens?

After a while, there was a hint of hideousness on his face, "Even if our entire army is annihilated, it will be worth it to fight so many hundred clans!"

Hearing Liu Tiande's words, Sun Shengnan raised his head, and a smile appeared on his pretty face, "Yes, even if we die here, the names of Tiger Ben and Eagle Yang will be sung by Qingyang for generations." ”

They did not deliberately suppress their voices, so their conversation was heard clearly by nearly a thousand soldiers. The soldiers had a look of pride on their faces.

We have destroyed the top 10 Cathode Wargroup recruit camps of the 100 tribes!

Under the pursuit of tens of thousands of allied forces, we killed two of their leaders!

We......

Proud!

Looking at the soldiers under his command, who were still fearless despite running out of ammunition and food and on the verge of despair, Liu Tiande suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart.

The gold belt is tied to the battle robe, and the horse's head rushes into the snow.

We still can.

"Hurry up and breathe, this is the place where we bury our bones. Liu Tiande's voice was loud, shaking the mountains and rivers, "It is also the place where the hundred tribes are buried!"

"No!" roared nearly a thousand soldiers.

After Sun Shengnan's eyes swept around, he said to Liu Tiande, "How long will it take for the hundred clans to completely complete the encirclement?"

"A stick of incense. ”

......

"Hurry, hurry!" Mu Sen shouted a little hoarsely. As they rushed inside, uneasiness gradually spread in Mu Sen's heart. Since the last wave of the Hundred Clans was wiped out, for a full hour, they did not encounter any Hundred Clans, as if tens of thousands of Hundred Clans had disappeared out of thin air.

"Xiao Sen, why don't you rest for a while?" After marching three incense sticks in a hurry, Zhu Zhijie said with a little red face. In order to come to the aid of the Tiger Battalion and the Eagle Yang Regiment, they had been traveling day and night, and after arriving, they did not rest for a moment, and directly entered the battle, even the iron men couldn't stand it.

Mu Sen's eyes froze for a moment, and then he said ruthlessly, "No, keep going!"

"Xiao Sen, this ......" Zhu Zhijie's face was bitter, and now there are many soldiers who are about to be unable to hold on, and they are all hanging in one breath.

"Needless to say, Tiger Ben and Eagle Yang may be in danger now, and we must not stop. Mu Sen's face was full of frost, and he said in an unquestionable tone.

"No. Zhu Zhijie replied.

Just as he was about to leave to deliver the order, Mu Sen said again, "Let the wounded soldiers stay, stay where they are, and wait for us to come back, or ......"

"Give us the corpse. ”

Zhu Zhijie was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face, "Okay." ”

Under Mu Sen's orders, some seriously injured soldiers were selected by Zhu Zhijie and Yang Ren, and there were probably more than a hundred people.

"Captain, you can't leave me behind, I'm the team's marksman, and I still have to kill the enemy sniper!"

"Captain, I'm not leaving. My injuries aren't that bad, and I can still hold on!"

"Captain, brothers are going to fight bloodily, how can I stay and steal my life, this will be poked in the back!"

......

These selected soldiers clamored one after another, expressing their longing and unwillingness. Mu Sen's eyes suddenly moistened, they are not going on an outing now, but going to a bloody battle, and maybe even going to death, but these soldiers are letting children compete for candy and compete for places.

"Alas, otherwise, if I directly tied up that little fat man in Miyajima, I wouldn't believe that Senior Feng wouldn't make a move!" Mu Sen was ruthless in his heart. When he first met Jiazi class, Mu Sen asked Gong Feng to take a shot, in his opinion, the bullshit hundred clan alliance is only the highest Jin Dan, under the combined power, isn't it a send?!

But unexpectedly, Gong Feng refused, or refused very neatly.

"I'm not going to make a move, that's not my job. ”

"However, in the Tianhui Tribe, you will make a move!"

"That's because the young master is in danger. ”

"In other words, as long as Miyajima is not in danger, you won't make a move even if the sky falls apart, right?"

"So to speak. ”