Thunder Martial

Zi Chen didn't know how big the next battle would be, but she knew that the people he brought were simply not enough.

He needs more people!

He wants people, and now someone asks to join, so naturally there is no reason to refuse.

Zi Chen said: "I will go to the Holy One later and let him give everyone a chance to choose, leave or stay. When you recruit these people, tell them that the result of running away is death! On this matter, we will not back down."

Glaris nodded, and then said: "You recruited them, every battle is a huge loss, do you have resources to replenish? How long can this war last?"

Zi Chen said: "Don't worry, I have considered this point, at least in a short time, the battle will not stop."

Glaris left, and Zichen fell into deep thought.

As the battle continues, the scale will naturally increase, and more and more resources will be needed at that time. It is obviously impossible for everyone to fight with their feelings.

At that time, it will need a steady stream of resources to supplement.

Where do these resources come from?

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*****

The annihilation of the vanguard was not a blow or deterrent to the demons, but a shame.

What a shame!

The five commanders who arrived first were all furious, and Mo Di, who was sitting in one territory, was even more furious.

"Zi Chen! This damned guy, we haven't killed the Saint Thunder Clan, yet you came out first!"

Moody sat there, furious, his eyes seemed to breathe fire.

It's not that he feels sorry for the dead person, but that he has been insulted by failure.

The other three commanders also sat there with extremely ugly faces. They had won a complete victory in every battle, but they lost this time and their entire army was wiped out.

Liu Chan stood alone. He was clearly the commander. Standing beside the four of them, his status always seemed to be inferior.

"How many of us are there?"

Mody asked suddenly.

"My lord, there are currently 30,000 troops stationed here, and everyone else has gone to loot." Liu Chan said with a very respectful attitude.

"Thirty thousand people? Well, I will..."

Before Mo Di's voice fell, Liu Chan interrupted the other party and said: "My lord, don't worry, that Zichen can easily destroy our army of ten thousand people, but three times the number of people in the past may not be enough. "

Mody stared at Liu Chan, "Why, the team I lead is comparable to Morse's trash?"

Liu Chan hurriedly shook his head and explained, "Your Excellency, I misunderstood. What I mean is, we can gather another group of people. As for Zichen, if we just want to find the place first, I can take 10,000 troops to the front to call for formation, and then slowly Waiting for the reinforcements from your lord to arrive."

"Are you going to call for battle?" Mo Di was startled when he heard the sound.

The other three commanders also looked at Liu Chan in surprise, and led ten thousand people to call for battle. Isn't that courting death?

Liu Chan said: "To be honest, I really don't want to go this time, because it's too dangerous. But when I came to the spirit world, I got a lot of military exploits from several adults, but I just followed behind and did nothing. , Naturally feel guilty in my heart, this time I will bite the bullet and call for battle. Maybe I will die, but we can’t weaken the face of our demons, can we? It will take some time for the army to mobilize. If we delay, those spirit race idiots Thought we would be afraid of them!"

Hearing Liu Chan's words, the eyes of several demon leaders looking at him also changed, at least the original contempt and contempt were reduced.

"In that case, then you can go." Modi nodded, and it was considered to be a response.

There was a gleam of joy on Liu Chan's face, "Thank you, my lords. If I am lucky enough to survive this time, after I go back, I hope some of my lords will give you some good words. After all, I am not from an aristocratic family, and there has never been a saint in my ancestors." Zun, so the surname has never changed."

"It's easy to say." Mo Di smiled and nodded.

With such an adventure, it is normal to ask for something.

For the demons in the world, having a demon surname is the greatest glory, otherwise they are not real demons after all, and they cannot fail to be recognized by the upper class.

Liu Chan left with an army of 10,000, and went directly to Han Jun's domain to help the demons find a place.

The other four commanders began to gather the army.

Originally, they planned to go to Zichen and kill Zichen all the way to the Saint Thunder Clan, but they didn't expect Zichen to come out on his own initiative, which was exactly what they wanted.

The treasure of the Demon Race must be snatched back.

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*****

With an army of 10,000, Liu Chan came to the outside of Han Junzun's domain.

He looked at the respected domain from afar, his eyes narrowed gradually, and a cold light appeared from them.

Boundless killing intent was released, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a lot.

The demons behind him couldn't help but shudder, the murderous intent was so strong, it seemed that the lord was really angry.

"The demon cubs are here again!"

"Haha, are you here to give merit to Lao Tzu?"

"Only 10,000 came, not enough points!"

Wanton laughter came from the respected domain.

"Sure enough, it's different."

Liu Chan murmured, along the way, except for the first battle, he saw the weakness of the Spirit Race, and then saw the cowardice and timidity of the Spirit Race, and there were very few bloody ones. Fire moths, without organization and discipline, died one after another.

This time was different, he saw the bloodiness of the spirit race was stimulated.

Is it all because of Zi Chen?

Unbearable curses sounded one after another, which brought Liu Chan back to his senses, and he yelled angrily: "Shut up, everyone, have you forgotten how bad you were when you fled in embarrassment before? You fled here At that time, how many compatriots died, have you forgotten?"

As soon as this sentence came out, it aroused even greater anger, and some people immediately expressed that they would go out of the city to fight.

Of course it was just yelling.

"You idiots, come here and I can kill two groups, get out if you have the ability!"

Liu Chan sarcastically said: "If it's not Zichen, you're nothing! Let me tell you, I'm not here today to talk nonsense with you defeated troops. I'm here to find Zichen and give him a letter of war. Let him Get out, Uncle Liu Chan is here today just for his head!"

As soon as this sentence came out, it was no surprise that it attracted more curses.

The reason why everyone is so excited and belligerent is of course because there is Zichen here.

Liu Chan's voice was introduced into the Zunyu, and everyone could hear it clearly.

This also includes Zichen.

The familiar voice and the familiar name brought Zi Chen who was in deep thought back to reality.

His mind moved slightly, and he left the room.

The portal of Zunyu opened, Zichen walked out, and those cursing voices disappeared.

"Is it you who are shouting?"

Zi Chen looked at Liu Chan in the distance, and said indifferently: "How do you want to die?"

Liu Chan snorted coldly, and said: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm here today, and I'll give you two choices. First, submit to us and be used by our demons in the future. Second, resist here and wait for death, and wait for my demons When the army arrives, kill all of you!"

After many years, the two met again.

But it is an opposing stance.

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