Immortal Voices

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

Feng Lan is good at using strange tricks to make people unpredictable and unimaginable.

But when his men are fighting, it is easy to forget that they actually have teammates. As long as they know who they want to catch or kill, even if there is only one person left, they have to choose alternative means to achieve their goals. They often chase the enemy at every turn. Just left the team.

Several times, Master Bai thought that Feng Lan's army had been wiped out, but before the news was announced, this guy came out of nowhere with the trophies.

This challenges the coach's authority.

For this reason, Feng Lan was hit with a military stick several times, but in the end, he admitted his mistake in person and said that he would do the same thing next time.

He was a young man from an aristocratic family, but when he came to the battlefield, he turned into a piece of meat. I don't know if that was his nature.

Shao Jingxun is good at using formations, but he has a problem, that is, he cannot distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

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

When I think about it, both myself and the enemy are almost at the mercy of each other. You eat my thigh and I eat your arm.

This is **** up.

As for Liu Yuanchen, his army is considered the richest under Master Bai.

Because there is a problem from top to bottom. As long as you encounter an enemy, you will not even leave your underwear behind after killing it.

If you accumulate a little, you will not become a rich man.

Even if he was spurned by others all day long, he was so happy that he didn't care.

The joke is, the wine doesn’t taste good or the young lady can’t sleep well. 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 army, Yue Zhan's excellence is also very eye-catching.

His team looks like the army of justice, Wei Guangzheng is very powerful.

Of course, this does not mean that the soldiers who fought in the war are unjust, it mainly gives people this feeling.

This made the soldiers of Jiang and Zhao feel sad, and inexplicable guilt appeared on their faces.

Just...it was obviously for His Majesty to expand the territory, but the people under his command 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 calm and solemn solemnity.

Even taking the enemy's life is serious, as if he is performing some important sacrifice, and the sense of ritual is super strong.

Master Bai pondered, could this be because Yue Zhan's father was guarding the most noble and solemn place in the world?

Thinking about his father, Yue Tongshanruo, he also had such a painting style...

Master Bai's expression wrinkled.

After looking around like this, he later realized that he had quite a few types of soldiers.

But Master Bai refused this.

He stood in the chariot and looked at the army on the opposite side. Most of the ferocity he wanted to say harshly disappeared in an instant. He only pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty and said dryly: "Stop talking nonsense and fight."

It's very lackluster.

But fortunately, the generals of each legion were very reliable, and they all led their troops to fly out and fight on their own on the Red Sea.

Master Bai: "..." This new generation has great ideas.

He is quite boring as a coach. This battle in the Red Sea can be said to be the final decisive battle. All he did was to coordinate the overall situation and keep an eye on the strong players who did not appear on the opposite side.

Once that person appears, he will take action directly.

Of course, this is not because the opponent only sent out one strong person, but several.

If you don't take action now, you have received the news that Emperor Xu has become King Wu, and you are holding your troops temporarily for fear of being directly counterattacked by Emperor Xu.

But the silence was only temporary.

Until they are sure that His Majesty will not be available for a short time or a long time.

What awaits Rong Guo is a stronger understanding of counterattack.

Master Bai stretched out his hand and drew it in front of him, and a sand table with stacked peaks appeared.

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

Master Bai took a look at the overall situation and found that there wasn't much of a problem.

etc.

His eyes fell on a small flag, which was chasing the enemy's flag at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was firmly breaking away from the large team.

"Feng Lan!" Master Bai's face twitched and he sent a message with a gloomy face, "Your army is not allowed to leave the battlefield."

Feng Lan, who was in high spirits after beating the drowned dog, immediately stopped. He raised his hand to stop him, and the soldiers behind him all stopped.

Feng Lan thought regretfully that if the lieutenant hadn't stopped him, he would have taken over the opponent's nest by now.

"Return for help." Feng Lan said loudly.

Quickly return to the battlefield with your own army.

As soon as they came back, they ran into the fortune teller army who tore people in half.

Feng Lan spat, thinking that back then, everyone was an aristocratic son who played flowers and played the piano. Now you have mutated into a murderous lunatic, putting everyone's reputation in a dark cloud.

traitor.

Of course, Bu Ci didn't know what Feng Lan was thinking. If he did, it wouldn't be something that could be solved with a shameless curse.

"boom!"

High in the sky, collision sounds shook the void.

Then they saw Su Xuanzheng fighting with Jiang He, the leader of Jiang Kingdom.

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

Everyone affected by the frost turned into ice sculptures and died.

The earth-shaking river and sea behind Jiang He were directly restrained, and no matter how turbulent the waves were, they were frozen under the thick layer of ice.

‘Bang, bang, bang. ’

Two kinds of light, silvery white and blue, exploded, as if a rolling wave swept tens of thousands of miles around, which was extremely terrifying.

Fortunately, both armies had strong men to protect their respective men.

And although they fought fiercely and made a lot of noise, this was just a small microcosm of the battlefield.

Nearly three million people from both sides looked at each other without any hesitation, and some just shouted to kill with different purposes.

"kill!"

"Kill."

"For Da Rong, for His Majesty!"

"For promotion!"

"For the spirit mine."

"kill!"

Hearing the different slogans from both sides, the soldiers fought to kill each other but also mocked each other.

Rong Guo laughed at Jiang and Zhao Guo for their lack of faith and their shamelessness when they see money.

Jiang and Zhao laughed at Rong Guo for being brainwashed into evil, and they only knew that Bai Gan did not want any benefits.

All in all, there is a lot of hatred.

…So, ideological education is very important.

The chaotic sound of fighting resounded throughout the world in just a few breaths, and the surging killing energy shocked people's hearts and covered the sky and the sun.

Bodies were sinking into the sea every moment, and the blood made the Red Sea even more filthy. The strong smell of blood was extremely pungent.

Being on the battlefield, the spirit of the soldiers follows each other, the battles alternate, and everyone's eyes are red.

No one has set foot in this world, and even the Taoist masters of the three great realms only dare to watch from a distance, fearing that they will be involved and be influenced into losing their minds and madness.

The victory of the war did not happen overnight, and the anxiety on the Red Sea front seemed to have little impact on the peaceful days of singing and dancing in the country.