The words of the old ghost in green robes left Zhao Xing speechless. It was the first time he found that his boss was such an idiot, yet he acted as if he had seen through the Rocket Army's conspiracy. Tens of thousands of mud horses rushed through his heart. .
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xing persuaded patiently: "My king, you are right. When the truth is false, the false is also true. So how do you know that what you are thinking is not what the Rocket Army wants you to see?"
The old ghost in blue robes looked ugly when he heard this, and said with a little anger: "Strategic Advisor, how do you know that your judgment is correct? If it is wrong, we will miss a golden opportunity of a lifetime, and how will you bear the consequences!"
Looking at the angry old man in green robes, Zhao Xing understood that he could no longer persuade him, otherwise he would be violating the taboo of the superiors, which would be more serious than predicting the Rocket Army's purpose correctly, so he sighed deeply. Say nothing more.
Looking at the brutal battlefield, Zhao Xing felt increasingly uneasy. He had a premonition that the ghost clan's easy victory was getting farther and farther away from the ghost clan.
Seeing that Zhao Xing had stopped talking, the old ghost in green robes snorted coldly, turned around and issued an emergency attack order to the third-level masters of the ghost tribe, asking the ghost tribe masters to quickly deal with the rocket army command post and the group army commander, and at the same time drive away the ghost tribe soldiers to strengthen the attack. Attack power of rocket army soldiers.
Under the oppressive orders of the old ghost in green robes, the attacks of the ghost soldiers became more and more crazy, and the entire battlefield became more fierce and fierce. The defensive pressure of the Fourth Army and the Seventeenth Army also increased, and their morale began to decline.
Standing on a high place and overlooking the entire battlefield, the old ghost in green robes said happily: "Military advisor, look at my command, the Rocket Army will soon be defeated and disintegrated under the powerful offensive of our ghost tribe. Victory will eventually belong to our ghost tribe. You The worries are unnecessary and unfounded. From now on, you should stick to your duty, do you understand?"
Hearing the boss's warning words, Zhao Xing immediately bowed his head and replied respectfully: "Promise, my king's teachings will be kept in mind by my subordinates. You will never dare to speculate on my king with your weak wisdom. Please punish your subordinates."
Seeing Zhao Xing's sincere attitude of admitting his mistake, the old ghost in green robes smiled with satisfaction, put on the appearance of a courteous corporal, helped Zhao Xing up and said softly: "Military advisor, don't panic, how can I have the heart to punish you? Just pay more attention in the future.”
"Nuo" Zhao Xing immediately responded with his hands raised: "My king's mind is as broad as the sea, and his subordinates respect him greatly. I wish my king a great victory and destroy this rocket army. I will go down to prepare the logistics."
The old ghost in green robes glanced at the battlefield and felt that the ghost clan was almost going to win. It would not be of much use to keep the military advisor here, so he nodded and said softly: "It would be good for the military advisor to go down and prepare the logistics, so as not to waste anything after my victory." Time to prepare.”
After Zhao Xing bowed, he stepped back and came to where the ghost civilians were. He looked at the tens of thousands of civilians who had no fighting power, with a solemn expression on his face.
During this expedition to the Tieling Mountains, the ghost tribes gathered together. Under Zhao Xing's strong suggestion, the old ghost in green robes brought all the ghost tribes in the red circle. As long as they had a certain fighting capacity, they were all incorporated into the ghost tribe army. The remaining few Ghost civilians who have absolutely no fighting power are also taken along and used as logistical staff.
At this time, it seemed that the Ghost Clan had the absolute upper hand on the battlefield and was overwhelmingly surrounding the Rocket Army. However, Zhao Xing always believed that all this was a false appearance. Once the Rocket Army exerted its power or delayed until reinforcements arrived, the Ghost Clan would The army will be wiped out in an instant.
In this battle between humans and ghosts in the imperial capital, in Zhao Xing's opinion, as time goes by, the entire battlefield will become more beneficial to the Rocket Army. Once the Rocket Army completes the siege of other red circles, it will be free to rush to support this Rocket Army. Army, then these 300,000 ghost soldiers will die without a burial place, and this possibility will become larger and larger as time goes by.
This rocket army command post is now hidden. It would be extremely difficult to find it. Even if the ghost clan is extremely lucky to find it, it is almost impossible to attack and kill it, because all the third-level masters of the ghost clan are now killed by the masters of the rocket army. Once entangled, it will be difficult to eliminate these Rocket Force masters in a short time.
Zhao Xing, who served as a senior official of the Rocket Army during his lifetime, knew very well the combat effectiveness and fighting will of this army. Even if the Ghost Clan had three times the strength advantage and had more masters than the Rocket Army, it would be difficult to defeat the Rocket Army in a short time.
On the battlefield where 400,000 troops were fighting fiercely, less than ten minutes had passed since the Rocket Army encountered the ghost army, but the battle between the two sides had already entered a fever pitch. As Zhao Xing left, the ghost army began to attack savagely, seemingly ferociously. But the rules gradually disappeared, and the Rocket Force felt that the pressure began to wane.
Wang Xiao, who was surrounded by the third-level ghost clan masters, also felt this change at this time. He was immediately overjoyed. The Divine Ape of the Armed Ape Fist rose up into the sky and blasted towards a nearby third-level ghost clan, directly killing him. Beat it to ashes.
Seeing Wang Xiao suddenly exerting force, Liu Ruyan approached and asked, "Are you healed from your injuries? Has your core energy recovered? Don't beat yourself to death. You still owe me three unfinished things."
Wang Xiao turned to look at Liu Ruyan, who had an indifferent look, a deserted face, and a noble temperament, looking like a fairy coming to earth, and said softly: "The injury has almost recovered, and most of the core energy has been restored."
The long sword in Liu Ruyan's hand thrust out, killing a second-level ghost, and then said: "It is better to conserve our strength, or wait until all the core energy is restored before fighting again. Based on the current battlefield situation, the possibility of our defeat is It’s huge, there are more than 2,000 third-level ghost masters among the 300,000 ghosts, and maybe there are also fourth-level ghosts. If you explode now and attract the attention of the ghost king, you will most likely die here.”
After listening to Liu Ruyan's words, Wang Xiao understood that the disciples of the sect had no feelings about family and country. The saints and saints of the major sects came down the mountain just because of some kind of benefits exchanged with the Dragon Kingdom government, hoping that they would fight with their lives to fight the ghosts. clan is almost impossible.
Wang Xiao also understood this kind of values and thoughts, and would not accuse anything. He just looked at Liu Ruyan seriously and said in a deep voice: "I am smiling to the sky, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact; I have my own heart. Decision, although it is not about patriotism and loyalty to the emperor, I cannot see my compatriots and comrades-in-arms die tragically in front of me, and I have the ability to stop it; I once promised a brother that I would kill millions of ghosts in this life to pay tribute to him. His spirit in heaven.”
After finishing speaking, Wang Xiao smiled freely at Liu Ruyan and said loudly: "I'm going, and I'll leave the sharp knife company to your command."
That unrestrained, uninhibited, indifferent smile that looked down upon the world was deeply imprinted in Liu Ruyan's heart, making Liu Ruyan longingly watch Wang Xiao's majestic figure transform into a golden-armored god and rush into a group of third-order ghosts.
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