Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

This time the loss was heavy, and Talha felt that he was responsible, but as the commander of the entire army, Alan really has no responsibility at all?

To be precise, your responsibility should be greater!

If we hadn't been advocating the development of wretchedness, had been obsessed with it, and had been too confident to let us sing and dance like drinking and eating, could this happen?

It's all right now. The enemy has been touched in. Now it has caused this heavy loss. Isn't it true in your heart?

Are you not introspective at all?

Of course Talha didn't dare to complain directly on the face, but it was necessary to gnash his teeth secretly.

In all respects, this attitude must be manifested in place.

It's very real and very clear.

As for the others, there are none, nothing!

What is the use of doing some of these?

In the end, the mentality was immediately followed by blood collapse.

The more I think about it, the more painful it hurts, the more I think about it, the worse I feel...

If the mentality can't stop, the blood will collapse in one wave!

The second-class **** of the Protoss frowned Alan suddenly, and then he swept over with a sharp eye.

"Are you connoting the original general?"

"Are you accusing this **** of making a mistake in decision-making?"

Allen squinted his eyes, his sharp gaze swept over him, and he seemed particularly dissatisfied at the moment.

Is this all drifting now?

"Subordinates dare not..."

"Subordinates are just seeking truth from facts!"

"Subordinates also feel that it is better to choose to initiate a general attack immediately..."

"Save some accidents later!"

Talha is struggling with his neck, and now he just wants to take revenge!

As for the others, he didn't want to pay attention, and he really couldn't pay attention.

Full of resentment, you have to find a place to vent, right?

"idiot!"

"Courageous but unpretentious!"

"Are you still so impulsive?"

"Do you really think it is the responsibility of the **** general?"

"If you have a snack, if you arrange the secret whistle properly, how can such a thing happen?"

"Now that something has happened, I dare to clamor like this in turn..."

Alan gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed fiercely, and then kicked out, kicking Talha far away!

In this army, he does not need to defy his voice!

All these voices should be banned!

idiot! All idiots!

In the past, the soldiers did not launch a full-scale offensive when they were fierce. Now they choose to counterattack when one-third of their forces have been lost?

What kind of ghost logic is this?

Now the counterattack is really dead...

As for the next path, it is the most important thing.

Allen rubbed his painful head, and the blue veins on his forehead couldn't help but violently follow.

He glanced fiercely at the Seventh Courtyard God City not far away, his eyes flickering very fast...

Should come, always come...

Those who shouldn't have come will only become silent in the end!

"The whole army recuperates..."

"Send our scouts out..."

"Show me the deployment of this city!"

"Don't act rashly!"

"Know thyself, ever-victorious…"

"Now we have lost the opportunity..."

"It must be stable... fully stable..."

The second-class **** of the Protoss Alan exhaled a foul breath, clenched his fists, his heart was very irritable, but on the bright side he could only silently choose to endure.

In the end, this mentality must be controlled.

These are the top priorities!

As for the others, it doesn’t matter!

Rubbish!

It's all rubbish!

The more I think about it, the more restless Alan's mood becomes, and the faster his facial expression changes!

"Master Ellen, you mean... do you still have to wait?"

"If so... what if the opportunity is missed again?"

"Master Ellen, are you timid about those ants now?"

"My dignified Protoss, what is there to be afraid of!"

"Master Allen! I think there is a problem with your mentality! It's a big problem!"

Talha crouched and stood up, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth in an unwilling gesture.

It's all here, do you want to go? What? What do you take?

What's the point?

In the end, everything will come to an end!

Nothing!

"What will this **** do? When is it your turn to point fingers?"

"Do you want to teach me how to do things?"

"You haven't figured out your own mess yet!"

"What is your situation, please figure it out for me!"

"Your 10,000-person team is about to become a thousand-person team damaged, why don't you go to self-reflection?"

"If it hadn't been for the moment when people were employed, this **** would have already beheaded you to show the public!"

"roll!"

Allen roared, and the surrounding fireworks trembled suddenly. In the blazing fireworks, a clear reflection appeared in front of everyone.

Invisibly, a sense of consternation and fear suddenly emerged deep in my heart.

"Ha ha…"

"My head Alan God will be able to take it away at any time!"

"I just don't want my protoss athletes to continue to suffer injuries!"

"I hope Alan God will be able to make the right decision this time!"

…

A sneer followed, Talha, strode away, there was already a barrier in his heart.

In other words, he refused to accept Allen's leadership at all.

With this idea, naturally it is not just this Talha alone. In the core layer of the Protoss, there are already many third-class gods who are already dissatisfied.

It’s just that Alan is a second-class general, and his daily oppression is relatively in place, so even if there is any dissatisfaction, it is unlikely to express it, and will only suppress it in the bottom of my heart...

Although I didn't say it, the various thoughts in my heart were more in place.

A wave of action, all in place.

…

…

On the wall of the Seven-Inns God City...

"The sound of star nuclear bombardment is over..."

"The clamor of battle is also over..."

"What the **** happened..."

"How to toss for so long."

"Fang Fan and the others... don't know what's going on now..."

"Hey…"

"very messy…"

Tai Shu Jie walked around, talking, and then couldn't help but sigh one after another.

Frowning, the restless heart naturally needs to calm down.

The more you move, the more abrupt your footsteps, the more worried your expression...

"Hey…"

"Everyone knows the danger of this investigation."

"Perhaps you've been in trouble long ago!"

"Those are all young talents from our bright camp! What a pity!"

Cao Ji couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

This expression was pretending to be extremely sentimental, but the corners of his mouth kept rising, and the expression on his face was a bit unstretched.

Excited heart trembling hands, so excited and surging!

Anyone who offends him must die!