Immortal Voices Chapter 756: In order to

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The team style of these two is pretty good, well, compared with the others.

Feng Lan makes good use of strange tricks, which is unpredictable and unimaginable.

But when his people fight, it’s easy to forget that they actually have teammates. As long as you know who you want to catch or kill, even if there is only one person left, you will have to resort to other means to achieve your goal, in order to pursue it. The enemy often leaves the team at every turn.

Several times, the White Master thought that the Fenglan army had been wiped out, but without waiting for the news to be released, the servant came out with the trophies from which point he did not know.

This is challenging the prestige of the coach.

For this reason, Feng Lan has been subjected to military batons several times, but he admits his mistakes face to face, and what to do next time.

A good family prince, he became a hob meat when he came to the battlefield, and I don’t know if it’s his nature.

Shao Jingxun makes good use of formations, but there is a problem with this guy, that is, we are not the enemy.

He likes to use mazes and traps. The most famous thing is that he once trapped himself and the enemy, and forgot about it when he turned his head to find reinforcements.

When I remembered, both my own and the enemy almost worshipped the handle. You ate my thigh and I ate your arm.

That's so fucking.

As for Liu Yuanchen, his army is considered to be the richest under the White Master.

Because there is a problem from top to bottom, as long as you encounter an enemy, you will not leave even the pants after you kill it.

If you accumulate less and make more, you don't become rich one by one.

Even if he was cast aside all day, he didn't care about it with joy.

Joke, is it because the wine is not good or the lady is not sleeping? These are all supported by small money.

The last remaining team is the army led by Yue Zhan.

Having a father who controls the imperial palace, Yue Zhan's excellence is also very impressive.

His team looks like a teacher of justice, and it is very powerful.

Of course, this is not to say that the soldiers in their own battles are unjust. It is mainly because they give people such a feeling.

This made the soldiers of Jiang and Zhao feel sad, and the inexplicable guilty conscience surfaced on their faces.

Just... it was obviously for your majesty to open up the territory, but the people under his own hands softened first, and the generals of the two countries felt a little uncomfortable.

In contrast, everyone in Yue Zhan's army is very energetic.

But this is not the desperate determination of Bai Muchen's team, but a kind of calm and solemn solemnity.

Even taking the enemy’s life is serious, as if doing an important sacrifice, the sense of ritual is super strong.

Master Bai is meditating, is this because Yue Zhan's father is guarding the most noble and serious place in the world?

Think about his father Yue Tong Shanruo is also such a style...

Master Bai's expression wrinkled.

After looking around like this, he later realized that he had a lot of troops.

But Shi Bai refused this.

He stood in the chariot and looked at the army on the opposite side. Most of the fierceness he wanted to talk about was dissipated in an instant. He only tugged the corners of his mouth hard and said dryly: "Stop talking nonsense, fight."

It's very lacklustre.

But fortunately, the generals of the various legions are very reliable, and they all led their troops to rush out to fight on the Red Sea.

Master Bai: "..." This newcomer has a lot of ideas.

His coach is also quite boring. The battle in the Red Sea can be said to be the final decisive battle. What he has done is only coordinating the overall situation.

Once the person shows up, he will shoot directly.

Of course, it's not that the opponent only dispatched a strong person, but a few.

Now that I don’t do anything, I have received the news that Emperor Xu has become the King of Martial Arts.

But the silence is only temporary.

Until they are sure that your Majesty cannot appear for a short time or for a long time.

What is waiting for Rong Guo is to know how to counterattack more strongly.

Master Bai stretched out his hand and stroked in front of him, and a sand table with overlapping peaks appeared.

The flags of the enemy and us are erected above, and occasionally the trajectory will change due to changes in actual warfare.

Master Bai looked at the overall situation and didn't have much problem...question.

Wait.

His gaze fell on a small flag, which was chasing the enemy's flag at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was unswervingly leaving the team.

"Fenglan!" Master Bai's face twitched, and his sullen face spread the voice, "Your army is not allowed to leave the battlefield."

Feng Lan, who was beating the dog in the water, stopped immediately. He raised his hand and made a stopping action, and the soldiers behind him stopped.

Feng Lan thought regretfully, if the Taiwei stopped him, he would be able to take the other side's nest at this moment.

"Return to help." Feng Lan said loudly.

Bring his army back to the battlefield quickly.

As soon as he hurried back, he ran into an army of inscriptions that had torn people in half.

Feng Lan took a sip, thinking that everyone was a noble son who used to tune the piano, but now you have mutated into a murderous lunatic, and everyone’s reputation has been clouded.

Traitor.

Of course, the inscriptions don’t know Feng Lan’s thoughts. If you do, I’m afraid it won’t be solved by cursing shamelessly.

"Boom!"

High in the sky, collisions shook the void.

I saw Su Xuanzheng fighting against Jiang He, the lord of the country.

Every time the big knife in his hand slashed, the space was distorted and the frost froze for hundreds of miles.

Anyone affected by frost turned into ice sculptures and died.

The ups and downs of the river behind the river were directly restrained, and the surging tide was frozen under the thick layer of ice.

‘Boom, boom, boom. ’

Silver white and azure blue light burst, as if a rolling wave swept the surrounding tens of thousands of miles, terrifying.

Fortunately, both armies have strong men to protect their own manpower.

Although they were fighting fiercely and moving quite a bit, it was just a small epitome on the battlefield.

A total of nearly three million people on both sides looked at each other, without any hesitation, and some just shouted and killed with different purposes.

"Kill!"

"Kill."

"For the sake of tolerance, for your majesty!"

"For promotion!"

"For the spirit mine."

"Kill!"

Hearing the different slogans of the two sides, the soldiers ridiculed each other even after fighting for life.

Rong Guo laughed at Jiang and Zhao Erguo for not having faith and shamelessly saw Qian's eyes.

Jiang and Zhao Erguo laughed at Rongguo's brainwashing into a shameless pen, only knowing that nothing is good.

Anyway, it's a deep hatred.

...So, ideological education is very important.

The chaotic fighting sound resounded through the world in just a few breaths, and the turbulent killing air shocked people's hearts, covering the sky and the sun.

There are corpses sinking into the sea all the time, and the blood makes the Red Sea even more filthy, and the strong smell of blood is extremely pungent.

On the battlefield, the spirits of the army follow each other, and the soldiers alternate, everyone has red eyes.

There is no one to set foot in this world, and even the Taoist masters of Sandaochang only dare to look from a distance, lest they be involved in it and be influenced into a lunatic with a dementia.

While the victory of the war does not happen overnight, the anxiety of the Red Sea front seems to have little effect on the days of domestic singing and dancing.