Chapter 1,115 [Second]

"Master, the disciples understand!"

Wang Chong nodded and looked serious.

"Chonger, for the teacher to believe, one day, you can break through the peak of the holy Wu, to reach the micro-environment, to do what the teacher did not do in the past."

The voice of the old Emperor of the Evil came from the ear, slowly getting smaller and smaller. All the old people who can teach, the evil emperor have already handed it to him. Next, I will see Wang Chong himself.

Time passed slowly, Wang Chong stayed in the room of the old emperor for two hours, until the night, only came out from inside.

"Chairman, thank you!"

Stepping out of the room and seeing the black-scarred village head at the door, Wang Chongxi took a ceremony and said sincerely.

"Oh, this is your creation, and because your understanding is extremely high, what does it have to do with me?"

Wu injured village chief smiled. The current Wang Chong is still the revision of the Brigadier General. There is no change in the realm and before, but the village chief of Wushou looks at it, but can clearly feel it. Wang Chong’s body is fuller and fuller, as strong as grass. In the summer, I am thriving, and the growth of the same, the kind of vitality, blazing like a flame, this is not a single word can be described.

It’s incredible to think that Wang Chong is only seventeen years old and can reach this level.

Wang Chong quickly left.

"Hou Ye!"

Shortly after Wang Chong left, a figure came out of the darkness and stood straight in front of Wang Chong:

"I just received a letter from the scouts. The eagle squad found a team of big eateres twenty miles away from Jurass. Like the adults expected, these big eater, Uz Tibetan, and West Turk did not leave. Gao Daren, Cheng General, and other military generals, all of them are in the hall. Now they are only poor Hou. The tall people have orders, and the fate is small, please go to the court!"

The commander squatted down and hurried.

"Got it!"

Wang Chong's brow pick, did not say much, and immediately hurriedly walked over.

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The night fell, from the west to the west, over the area of ​​more than 20 miles, the eyes fixed on the earth in an inconspicuous place, look carefully, a little ignition light on the ground, at this moment, do not know how much Uz Tibetans, Western Turks, and large eateres gather there.

In today's World War I, the three parties' coalition forces lost at least 100,000 people, and the remaining 100,000 horses were defeated all the way and fled here.

Although the war is over, at this moment, for the big eater in the military camp, everything is far from over.

"I don't agree! I don't agree to withdraw from this time!"

There was a lot of noise in the camp, and Ai Becker slammed his hand and slammed it on the iron table in front of him. His face was red and his expression was very excited.

"This war is far from over. We still have 100,000 soldiers and horses, and the power of the First World War. My Mamluk iron ride, the Uzbek Tibetan Mu Chi big iron ride, and the Turkic iron rides of those Turks. We still have strength, as well as soldiers and horses, we can also fight, why should we retreat!"

"And you didn't think about it. The order that the caliphate gave us was to destroy Jurass, to sway the East, to unify the entire Eastern world. If you retreat now, are you ready for the anger of the Caliphate! The whole food, all the imperial governors What do we think of us, what the ministers will look at us, how the caliph will see us, have you thought about it? That is the end!"

At the end of the day, Ai Yibeck looked very excited, and the table in front of him, which was built with deep sea black iron, could not withstand this force immediately, and sagged downwards, showing a deep palm print.

In the camp, everyone looked at this scene silently, and Ai Beck’s anger was understandable, but it still couldn’t change anything.

"Aybek, you have seen things today. The strength of this Tang Dynasty is much stronger than we think. Your Mamluk Legion has not lost much, the strength still exists, but my broken The head of the army, the Tibes Army, almost lost, even Abu Musi / Lin's Iron Legion and the Fearless Legion also suffered heavy losses, even I was seriously injured, not to mention the other."

"If you continue to persevere, have you ever thought about the consequences of the next, are you willing to lose all your troops and horses!"

Osman was pale, and he was wearing the armor that was crushed by the Datang Black Armor. After the gap of the armor, the chest was covered with scars. There were bandages and ointments, but blood was still oozing out.

- The black armor's hand is far more than just a shock to him. He still left a lot of darkness in his body.

"Iybek, I know that you want to beat the Tang people, believe me, whether it is me or Osman, the desire in our hearts is not at all out of you. But this matter needs to be considered from a long-term perspective. Now whether it is the strength or the number of top generals In fact, we have not taken advantage of the slightest, and then continue, I am afraid it is difficult to make any breakthrough."

Abu Mussi/Lin also spoke at this time, and his heart was deeply sighed. If he could defeat the opponent, he would like to retreat:

"In addition, it is just a retreat. It is not a waiver. When we raise soldiers and horses and call more people, we can make a comeback. At that time, it is not too late to fight with the Tang people!"

"shame!"

Aybek’s eyes pass the red road:

"As long as we retreat, it is a shame forever. How can we not change it. Abu Mussi/Lin, think about what happened to your defeat. Do you want to come again?"

"Aybek, I know everything you said, but have you ever thought about it, in this case, launching an offensive again, what happens if you can't win?"

Abu Muss / Lindau.

Ay Beckton stunned, but it was easy for him to give up.

"In any case, I will never retreat anyway! Bottom, what about you? Are you just like them, do you want to flee and retreat from here?"

When Aybeek’s voice fell, the entire camp was suddenly dead, and even Ziad stood aside and was shocked and looked at it. This time, although Abu Mussi / Lin, Osman lost a lot of troops, but in fact the real loss is the most, but the bottom of the wave, after all, the total number of troops he lost, far exceeds any one in the camp.

The Blood and the Legion, the Death Corps, and the Apocalypse Corps are the top military forces under the name of Qudebo, and they are the core force of Qudebo. This war has had a great impact on his troops. With these core troops, the strength of the army under the command of Qudebo will soon fall out of the top ten. This is also the reason why everyone in the previous debate tried to avoid and not talk about Qudei.

Coupled with the extreme prestige of Qu Dibo in the big food, there is no one to say that no one dares to offend him. No one has thought that Ai Beck will pull in the bottom of the anger under the anger, once he angered the bottom. Wave, the consequences are unimaginable, no one knows what he will do under anger.

"Hey!"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the camp was tense, and even Abu Mussi/Lindu was slightly unnatural. But at this time, Ai Becker is in the air and has completely ignored it.

"Aybeek, this battle, there is really no time to retreat."

The next moment, unexpectedly, no one thought that Qu Dibo responded, and there was no anger in everyone's imagination.

For a moment, don't say Abu Muss / Lin and Osman, even Ai Yibeck himself stunned, after the excitement, calm down, Ai Beck back a long cold sweat.

"This battle is far from over. The old man in the East has been hurt by me, and I have found a flaw in him. His body has big problems and he is not endurable!"

Bottom wave cold and cold.

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked. Everyone was shocked by the words of Qudei. How strong is the black man in Datang, everyone saw it, he can control the energy between heaven and earth for his use, Even with Qudebo, if it is not because of his existence, the strength of the Bottom wave, this war may have been another different result, and everyone will not have this conflict in the camp. And argued.

The last raid, which ended in failure, is also inextricably linked. If it is not Ottoman who is attacking the flag of the Kowloon Blood War, but the Bottom, it may be that the army has already won.

Everyone looked at Qu Dibo, and at this time, all the talents discovered that from the beginning to the present, Qu Dibo has been thinking about it.

"Tomorrow's battle, I will personally kill him!"

Bottom wave sinks the channel.

For a moment, Abu Musi/Lin frowned, and the atmosphere in the camp became subtle.

Osman was seriously injured in the previous battle, and his troops lost a lot. This is why he wants to retreat. However, when Qudei opened his mouth and wanted to continue the war, Ottoman’s situation suddenly became subtle. In his case, it’s not going now, and staying is not.

"Report!"

At this time, suddenly a voice came from outside the camp. A big food squadron bowed his head, looked respectful, and hurriedly walked out of the camp:

"The singer, the Uzbek and the Western Turks outside to see!"

The camp was quiet all at once, and Abu Musi/Lin hesitated, and soon said:

"Please come in!"

This war, whether it is a big food, Ussang, or West Turkistan, is a terrible loss. Although at the beginning, everyone was very vocal about Uszan and West Turks, but during the day, Uzang and West Turki has proved itself with action and won the respect of the big eater. And now, in this case, there is no need to compare with Us, and West Turks.

Huh, a cold wind rushed, the curtain of the camp opened, and the great Qin Ruozan led the leader, the fire tree returned to Tibet, and all of them were loose, and all the Wusili people went in and quickly walked in from the outside.

"Governor, adults, Qudebo, everyone, polite!"

Daqin Ruozan said. When I spoke, I spoke out a fluent big food. The whole Uszang and West Turks only had a big Qin if they liked a person to understand the big food, so this exchange was undoubtedly handed over by Daqin Ruozan. .