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Dr2619-02-6, am00:17

The Principality of Nice, the Southeast Front.

"I need you to rush to the front line and bring back Ashidoluo and his Red Scorpion Legion!"

In the command camp of Saudi Arabia, "Reaper" Sivadoro said to the seductive woman who had been summoned.

The women wear the dance skirts of the desert peoples and wear a lot of gold ornaments. Although it was a dance skirt, it was more like a few strips of cloth hanging on her body, revealing a large area of ​​shiny chestnut skin, almost half-naked.

When walking, the gold ornaments collided with each other, making a crisp sound, which more and more brought out the delicate, smooth and graceful figure, like a beautiful snake walking upright.

The seductive woman twisted her waist, sat down on the futon opposite the commander, and said unhurriedly, "Don't be in a hurry to call Red Scorpion back..." She smiled charmingly, "I have brought you good news."

"Reaper" Sivadoro frowned slightly. He had had enough of this perverted femme fatale, and he swore that he would rather spend time with ten Asadoro than stay with this woman for one more minute.

"Sand Snake" Asashiro, a poisonous flower that blooms in the desert. Born in a cannibal tribe deep in the sand sea. She will slowly torture and eat her enemies. This is not an exaggerated metaphor, but eating in the true sense. Even though the sand people have a tradition of being brave and easy to kill, they can't stand this kind of perverted anti-human habit.

Seemingly aware of the disgust and impatience in the commander's eyes, Asashiro slowly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a contemptuous smile, and said, "I just received a telegram..."

"Our opponents are aggressively attacking the Qing Kingdom forces in the ten city-states."

"What!" Sivadolo, commander-in-chief of the southeast front in Saudi Arabia, looked shocked, "You mean Ricardo started the war?"

"That's right~" Asashiro raised his head, showing his **** collarbone, "I believe that at least half of their main force is there, otherwise they would not have the confidence to start a war."

"Maybe..." She deliberately elongated her voice, her eyes were meaningful, "We can win East Watch tonight and add to the great achievements of the United Kingdom!"

Sivadoro put his hands on his chest, propped his chin, pondered for a long time, finally shook his head, and said with some uncertainty, "I feel very bad..."

As he spoke, he looked at the virtual sand table, the red scorpion flag that had left the battle line.

"The Red Scorpion Legion has broken away from the main force. Once they encounter an ambush, they will be in a very dangerous situation." Sivadoro said.

"The main force of the Red Kingdom is not here." Ashashiro reminded.

"How are you sure?" Sivadoro asked.

"As I said just now, at least half of the main force of the Red Kingdom is in the ten city-states. Even if the other half is here, our troops are strong enough to deal with it." Ashashiro said loudly. "But I don't feel well," Sivadoro said.

"Feeling?" Asashiro sneered, "It's your illusory predictive ability again?"

"My intuition has always been accurate." Sivadoro said seriously, "Azashiro, I'm not arguing with you now."

"I'm giving you an order as the commander of the southeast front!" Sivadolo snapped, "Bring me back Axedolo and Red Scorpion!"

Ashashiro's eyes narrowed slightly, like a sand leopard encountered a challenge. The two sides confronted each other for tens of seconds before she said slowly, "Of order, my lord commander."

Her tone was frivolous, full of ridicule and disdain, then she twisted her waist and left the command tent.

"It is said that there is a hot spring in the nearby mountain. I haven't had a comfortable hot bath for a long time."

Not far from the camp, Asashiro said to her maid.

"Ah..." The maid was slightly surprised, "Didn't you just agree to go to the front line to take the Scorpion King..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the other party.

"Who does he think he is?"

"Do you really think of yourself as a great chief?"

Asashiro gritted his teeth, his eyes were fierce, "Sooner or later, I will dig out his heart and let him know what it feels like to give orders to a female king!"

"The Scorpion King..." The maid looked to the northwest with some hesitation, which was the direction of Eastwatch Fort. The Red Scorpions went deep alone and lost the cover of the large army, but anyone with a little military common sense could see the danger.

Asashiro snorted coldly, and said contemptuously, "Perhaps after the second half of the night, Sivadoro will regret why he didn't follow up to share a share of the pie."

"Hahahahaha!" As she spoke, she laughed to herself.

"The queen is wise!" The maid nodded in agreement.

Not long after, the coquettish laughter disappeared into the night.

Two and a half hours later, the Red Scorpion Legion marched forward triumphantly, broke through several lines of defense in a row, and rushed into the outskirts of the Duke of Nice's King's City East Watch, with the scimitar on the camel pointing directly at the palace.

There is a saying in the military book, "What kind of people bring what kind of soldiers", this sentence has been fulfilled to the greatest extent in the "Scorpion King" Ashidoluo.

Even though the sand people are ferocious by nature, among the eight major legions in the kingdom of sand, the Red Scorpion Legion is still the most ferocious. Once on the battlefield, it is like a wolf in a herd of sheep, and will never give up until it drinks enough blood and eats enough meat.

From the very beginning of the war, the kingdom of Sha appeared in a state of sweeping across the wilderness. In a short period of time, it captured Tezera, beheaded the Grand Duke of Zhennan, and then marched all the way east, captured Longhe Industry, and directly pushed the front to the Principality of Nice. .

However, the defeat in the naval battle was like pouring a basin of ice water on the heads of the extremely excited sand people, making them both angry and scared.

The best way to reverse this situation is to fight a winning battle.

If you can win East Sea Watch, the loss in the naval battle is not worth mentioning at all.

At this moment, Axedolo's eyes were red with blood, and only the bloodbath of Donghaiwatch could calm down his mania and anger.

On one side is the main force of Saudi Arabia armed to the teeth with strong soldiers and horses, and on the other side is the newly formed National Defense Army. Many soldiers are on the battlefield for the first time. In addition, some are the local garrison of the Principality of Nice, with outdated weapons , lack of supplies.

A group of old, weak, sick and disabled faced the wolf, tiger and lion led by the legendary strongman, and the result can be imagined. The lines of defense were torn to pieces by the desert cavalry like paper paste.

The troops of the Red Kingdom were organized and disintegrated, one-third died in battle, one-third died on the way to flee, and the remaining one-third were still scattered and fled.

"Pigs of the Red Country, feel the power of the sandstorm!"

"The flames of vengeance are burning!"

"Kill all these red national pigs!"

"God of Seth, grant me glory!"

The tip of the scimitar was dripping with blood, and the splash of blood stained the fur of the camel and the uniform of the cavalry.

The camel cavalry chased the fleeing Red soldiers, and the bright lights of the knives passed by, or their heads were cut off, or their shoulders were split, or they were pierced into their backs and came out through their chests.

In the industrial area on the outskirts of Donghaiwang, flames enveloped the sky, and countless shells fell on the factory buildings with screams. The roof was instantly lifted off, accompanied by a deafening explosion, and broken concrete and iron sheets splashed everywhere.

The huge silhouette loomed in the flames, and from time to time, golden thunder pillars pierced the night sky and flew towards a certain place, bursting out with lightning.

The invisible coercion made people breathless, like the end of the world, and everything was destroyed in an instant.

PS:

Sorry for the slow update speed recently. But everyone knows the situation in Guangzhou. Since the full opening up, there are two elderly people in their 70s at home, both of whom have underlying diseases, and feel very anxious. The whole environment is also very depressing, and people are in panic. Yesterday, the neighborhood next door heard that an old man died, and they were quite scared. Sitting in front of the computer now, I can't write a few words after holding back for a long time. I really don't have the mood to type. Please forgive me.

To be honest, I also hope that I can calm down as soon as possible and resume writing, but I am really a little restless and restless, as if my heart is hanging in the air, and I can't get up or down.

But in any case, as a book writer, no matter what the reason is, Duan Geng is ashamed of his friends who have been silently supporting him.

Sorry again, thank you for your perseverance over the years, the captain must adjust his mentality as soon as possible and restore the update speed!