"If we analyze the situation according to this situation, the current human beings are probably holding a big hole card?" Not only Mo Ran thinks this way, but all the high-level people think so.

"This is probably the biggest." Xue Changfeng let out a long breath, and his brows frowned: "I'm not destroying my own prestige to boost the ambitions of others. When it comes to military talents, human beings take the lead. We What is the current army building of the dead compared to that of humans? Most of us are half-way monks."

On this point, Jiang Huan, the current vanguard general, has the most right to speak. Before he finished speaking, almost everyone's eyes fell on him, and Jiang Huan, who has always been taciturn, also nodded following Xue Changfeng's words. When he found out that everyone was looking at him, he simply cleared his throat and continued, "That's right, I was actually only a deputy in the army at that time. If my boss and the others hadn't passed away, they should also be serving human beings now." army."

There are some problems that cannot be carefully considered, and it will inevitably make people feel frightened, just like now.

"Then how do we choose now?" Xie Lang frowned, saying that it was a choice. In fact, there is basically no choice left by human beings to the dead. No matter how you look at it, it is quite harsh.

Xie Lang's words successfully cooled down the intense enthusiasm of the discussion just now, Jing Jing suddenly circled around in the tent, Xue Changfeng wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't speak, just with a very bright look in his eyes He looked towards Mo Ran.

Mo Ran looked at Xue Changfeng amusedly: "You are the one who makes the decision, what do you think I am doing?"

Xue Changfeng was not angry either, he tapped the table with his white and plain fingers a few times before saying: "I am the one who makes the decisions, but you are the one who influences my decisions."

Mo Ran raised his eyebrows, it was obvious that Xue Changfeng had something to say.

"Humans have hole cards. If I guessed correctly, we should also have hole cards, so..." Xue Changfeng had a smile on his lips. Although he didn't continue, the meaning was obvious enough.

Mo Ran didn't answer Xue Changfeng immediately, but instead asked her: "If you don't care about the cards, but the current situation, how would you choose?"

From Xue Changfeng's perspective, this problem is not at all

What he said was very common, but it touched the heart of every deceased person. For a while, the quiet atmosphere became more relaxed.

"Every one of us knows that in fact, we have done our best in this battle of the dead. However, we said that we should do our best before we start the war. As long as the horn of war is turned on, this is no longer a matter for us to consider. Today we are leaving Here, no matter what backhands the other party has, we have only one choice, and that is to let all races know about the persistence of our dead."

"We can't be bullied by others. No matter when, as long as we are still breathing and there is one person, then don't think about being able to use a knife on us. No one is allowed. It's just for this point. If it is for this point If we have to sacrifice our lives, then we will not hesitate." On Xue Changfeng's lips, there was a kind of solemnity that was extremely confident but had no way out.

"We, the dead, are born with no choice. We do not compromise with coercion. We would rather die standing than live on our knees."

Xue Changfeng's voice was not loud, and there was nothing impassioned like a speech. It was like chatting about homework. It fell on a summer afternoon. It landed on everyone's body on the table. Looking sideways, they could only see tiny dust hovering in the sunlight, like tiny elves.

Mo Ran was in a daze, for a moment, she couldn't tell where she was and who was sitting next to her.

As if a long, long time ago, as if in the last life, it was also such an afternoon, the few dead who were left sat together to enjoy their last meal. At that time, everyone knew that what they were about to face was What, but no one cried, no one felt sad, not even a little bit sad.

The face of every dead person is so calm, they smile and bless each other, as if they are going to a grand banquet.

Is there any difference between the dead at that time and the dead now?

no difference.

For a while, Mo Ran

Probably because of confidence and not wanting to be bullied, the final outcome of the peace talks this time is still very satisfying to the dead.

When the corpses of the people who came to the peace talks were directly thrown out of the camp of the dead, the human beings who came to meet them seemed to have been completely shocked. His eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he saw.

"The two countries are at war, don't kill them." As if trying to suppress his emotions, the responding general said word by word to Mo Ran who was standing at the door: "If you don't follow the rules, don't blame us for being rude. !"

Xue Changfeng laughed, as if he heard something funny: "Let's say this on the battlefield."

Everything has changed since then.

The two sides are fighting for national strength, generals, morale, and sometimes even more face, especially at this time, the actions of the dead are equivalent to directly stepping on the human face on the ground and rubbing it, instantly angering human beings.

They immediately launched a massive counterattack.

However, from Mo Ran's point of view, this kind of counterattack is nothing more than an attempt to cover up their temptation to lure the king into the urn. It's just that this battle is very hard. It can be seen that both sides have brought out their strongest strength. Still anxious there, it seems that each side seems to win, but they have never reached the point where they want to win.

Mo Ran stood behind the front line. The fight just now left her with a long **** on her arm. In order not to affect the follow-up battle, she stepped back and bandaged her, trying to recover as quickly as possible before proceeding to the next battle.

There was a strong smell of blood inside the medical tent. The wounded and the dead kept retreating, and the dead were carried out from the tent. The cruelty of war was everywhere.

"Mo Shen, there is a puff of thick smoke behind the human battle line. I don't know what it is." Although Mo Ran stepped back from the front line to suture and bandage, she was always observing the situation on the battlefield as an orderly. Come and report to yourself all the time.

The orderly is also very responsible. He stands on a tall mast with

Raising her head suddenly, Mo Ran's red eyes locked tightly on the orderly: "When did it happen?"

"At most, it happened two minutes ago..." Before the orderly could finish his sentence, he realized that the person sitting in front of him just now had disappeared without a trace. He froze for a moment, and then found that his hand was empty , The telescope that was originally held in his hand also disappeared.

At this moment, Mo Ran had jumped onto the mast like the most dexterous ape. Standing on the platform above, she used the binoculars to look in the direction of humans.

Sure enough, thick smoke rose above the city of Tiandu City. Even the walls of Tiandu City were so high that they could not block the thick smoke.

Mo Ran carefully observed the thick smoke. It didn't look like dust, but rather... She frowned and thought about it carefully, and finally had to admit that the thick smoke looked like the exhaust of cars back then.

It's just that the range and height of this exhaust are unusually strong.

Did humans come up with a car mecha? An inexplicable thought popped out of Mo Ran's mind, and then she shook her head to shake the inexplicable thought away.

This is absolutely impossible.

More than three years ago, earth-shaking changes had just occurred on the earth at that time. Although many zombies appeared and many human beings mutated into the dead, the subsequent history books did not define this period of time as the end of the world, but called it the end of the world. Eschatological transition period.

What is truly recognized by all races as a sign of the end times is the first board change, and the most notable sign is that at this time, humanity finally lost its power system.

So, after that, the whole earth has entered the era of cold weapons, and human beings can no longer drive any electrical appliances, let alone cars and the like. It is for this reason that now when we go out in the wild, we can often see abandoned cars , They have been covered with all kinds of moss and plants for a long time, and they can hardly see the original appearance.

Under such circumstances, it is absolutely impossible for human beings to spare a car-like machine, because there is no electricity to start it.

But what are those thick smokes?

While Mo Ran was still thinking about this matter, the latest news appeared in the high-level channel

"Something is coming out of Tiandu City." Jiang Huan was the vanguard, and he was always at the forefront of the battlefield.

"What?" The people below immediately asked, as Jiang Huan, who is at the forefront of facing mankind, always has the freshest information, and many things obviously have a greater impact on the front.

"I'm a little far away, and it's still inside the city gate. I don't know for now, but I seem to hear the sound of an engine..." Having said this, Jiang Huan paused, and laughed a few times: "It should be me. You heard me wrong, after entering the end of the world, it should be impossible for this kind of thing to appear, after all, even the power system is paralyzed, and things like engines need electricity..."

Jiang Huan was obviously also frightened by what he heard. He doesn't talk much on weekdays, but when he is nervous, he will subconsciously explain a lot, and he talks more, just like now.

It wasn't just Jiang Huan who was frightened by the voice he heard. In fact, when Jiang Huan uttered the news, almost all the senior officials of the dead were frightened. All of a sudden, in the battle channel, everyone was saying that it was impossible.

I don't know if everyone is talking about this impossibility to themselves or to others.

In the era of cold weapons, any firearm is deadly, let alone a moving machine.

"Retreat." Mo Ran also felt that his heart was up and down, but no matter what it was, they couldn't let the dead rush forward again. The bravery of flesh and blood is not used for this.

The senior management was silent for a few seconds, and Jiang Huan immediately disagreed: "Moshen, we have reached the root of Tiandu City now, if we retreat at this time, we will not have such an opportunity again, we want to It's impossible to defeat humans."

"Yes, Mo Ran, we are already on the verge of attack. If the car withdraws at this time, it will be a fatal blow to our morale. We will not be able to organize such an attack again." Xue Changfeng also disagreed.

Others also disagreed one after another. Counting it down, no one agreed with Mo Ran's proposal in the end. Mo Ran was not surprised by such a result. She just said lightly: "You have to believe that I am better than anyone else. We all know that this battle cannot be lost."

"So, back off."

"But…"

"Xue Changfeng." Mo Ran suddenly raised her voice, interrupting Xue Changfeng's argument, which is rare for her.

"Mo Ran..." Xue Changfeng wanted to say a lot, but there was obviously no chance at this time, and Mo Ran interrupted her again, and there seemed to be a little smile in her voice: "I remember the war just started You asked me when I went out for a few days, did I pick up gold?"

It is obvious that no one dares to joke when he is so nervous, but being able to still joke when he is so nervous at least shows one thing that Mo Ran has a very complete arrangement for the subsequent battle, and this arrangement even exceeds everyone's expectations .

Mo Ran seemed to carry a powerful mysterious power. When her voice became relaxed, everyone's tense nerves seemed to become relaxed. Even Xue Changfeng followed her relaxed voice unconsciously. The tone was joking: "Are you going to tell me now that you have indeed found gold?"

"No, it's not gold, but it's something more precious than gold." Mo Ran didn't continue talking, but returned to the topic just now: "So, you all withdraw."

As if afraid that everyone would not come back, Mo Ran suddenly laughed again: "You guys should at least let me try to see if this thing works."

The city lord standing on the tower of Tiandu City looked deeply at the current battle situation. His position is very good, and he can directly see the battle scene outside the front line. The figures of the dead in the dense forest.

He put down the binoculars in his hand, his face was as silent as water, and he didn't know what he was thinking. At this moment, someone came to report: "My lord, the auxiliary troops of the dead seem to be retreating, and the main force in the front is no longer moving forward." gone."

The city lord nodded almost invisible, and he gave a low snort, as if he was talking to the people around him, but also as if he was talking to himself: "Did you know you were afraid until this time? Isn't it a bit too late?" .”

No one dared to respond to the city lord's words. In fact, although the city lord's expression was as polite as a gentleman, anyone could feel that he was very upset. When did this discomfort start?

Probably from the main force to support the elves, but was given a bazooka by the dead

But this incident still made the city owner very unhappy, especially when he knew that these injuries were caused by Mo Ran carrying the rocket, this discomfort had reached its peak.

These things belonged to him in the first place, and it would be very annoying if someone stole them, but now they are still used by the thief against him. Is there anything more irritating in this world than this?

This kind of anger rarely distorted the city lord's calm face. He stretched out his hand, clenched his fist and smashed it on the table in front of him, but the anger seemed to follow the blow But the smoke disappeared, and soon his expression returned to his normal state, as if the gaffe just now hadn't happened at all.

"Liao Shibo."

"City Lord." Liao Shibo stepped forward.

"Go, according to the arrangement." The city lord retracted his hands into his sleeves again, stretched his back, and exhaled slowly, it seemed that the whole person became relaxed.

Liao Shibo clasped his fists and bowed deeply: "Yes, the city lord." After that, he retreated step by step towards the back, but before he reached the door, he heard the city lord's voice coming again.

"Wait a moment."

"Anything else to order, my lord?" Liao Shibo stepped in without knowing it, stopped, and looked at the city lord again.

The city lord turned his head slowly, looked at Liao Shibo and showed a faint smile, as usual, but Liao Shibo felt a chill that invaded the bone marrow.

"Take care of Ming Yuechen." After quietly looking at Liao Shibo for a few seconds, the city lord withdrew his gaze and said leisurely.

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