The Human Emperor

“Mister, what do we do now? Are we really going to fight for the big cannibals tomorrow? ”

Huoshu Huoshu Huoshu is one step ahead.

“I think it's imperative to find out whose order it is, Abe * * * * or Dreddy Bo, or Ottoman. Our first alliance was with Abe * * * *, and if the order came from the hands of the other governors, I don't think we might have to take it so seriously at all. ”

Dusong Mangbuzhi also suddenly said, his divine color is serious and his eyes are full of thought.

“Now is not the time to consider which Governor gave the order, whoever gave the order, has actually passed Abe * * * * 's lead. It is no surprise that the cannibals have lost too much and hope that we will be able to play for them and reduce casualties. For the cooperation of both parties and to defeat Da Tang as a common enemy, I'm afraid we're going to have to play this time! ”

Daqin Ruozan sighed.

This war has been fought like this, the difference between the expectations of Daqin Ruozhan and Daqin Ruozhan is 18,000 miles. Compared with the grievances of the great cannibals, Daqin Ruozhan's biggest concern is the opposite Datang.

“Hahaha, Daqin Ruozhan, I didn't expect you to be embarrassed for such a small thing, the big cannibals arrogant and despise us, then we will go on tomorrow to show them our strength! The world's mighty empire is not just big food and big tang. ”

A loud laugh came, Du Wusli suddenly walked forward two steps, and his eyes shot like dragons like tigers. Unlike others, even when ordered by a big cannibal, Usiri does not seem to care, and even expects:

“For a thousand days, for a moment, since it's very difficult, let us western Turks fight in the first place tomorrow! ”

Du Wusili looked confident.

In the camp, the needle smelled, everyone looked at Wusili, one of them stuck. Daqin praised Du Wusili for thinking, trance understood what.

……

The night soon passed, and the next day, the wind whistled and the forest chilled. Looking away, outside the city of Poros, a thin layer of white cream formed on the ground, even on two steel lines.

A famous soldier, standing behind the steel line, with his torso, also felt a chill. Compared to yesterday, the weather is getting colder and colder. Every day that passes, the whole area west of the Green Ridge seems to get a little chilly, and while it's not time for snow, it's not the same as snow.

Even ordinary soldiers now feel the weather anomaly, but despite this, the atmosphere in Poros is a slaughter. Weather changes are less of a concern than the upcoming war.

“Woo!”

A bright horn suddenly sounded, breaking the tranquility of the morning. In the eyes of all, a quiet canteen camp suddenly awakened like a sleeping giant beast, and a team of cannibal soldiers quickly began to float in the direction of Poros.

“Hee-hee! ”

Horses hissing, people boiling, shouting, armor vibrating…, sounding in one piece, in the eyes of all, four huge black food flags, dancing in the early morning cold wind, quickly towards the first steel defense line.

Under the black banner of battle, four magnificent figures, magnificent and majestic, jumping quickly into the crowd's curtains. And at the forefront of the army, a golden figure, like the sun falling in the sky, attracted the attention of all.

“It's Benedictine! ”

“Report, my lord! ”

In front of the first steel defense line, when he saw the figure, a soldier named Datang hit a spiritual spirit, instantly sleeping out, and the gods became extremely nervous. Driving, sipping, soon a scoundrel crossed the horse, quickly turned the horse's head, riding the dust, and headed towards the city of Citros.

“Hey, the big cannibals are on the move, and now it's our turn! ”

At the rear of the army, not far apart, all the wisdom squeezed their eyes, and a glimmer of light appeared in their eyes, and their faces were so excited.

“Drive!”

Du Wusli clamped his belly, immediately rode the big black fighter, vacated, stepped into the void, headed towards the battlefield in front of him, behind him, dense and numb, confused western Turkic iron riding in an array, drinking all the way, shouting, excitedly followed Du Wusli.

“Aw!”

And right after that, tens of thousands of blue giant wolves, bigger than people, in groups, grinning teeth, lightning forward.

“Let's go! ”

Behind him, Daqin Ruozhan, the Fire Tree Collection and others retracted their gaze from Du Wusi. On a single order, they soon carried nearly 70,000 Us Tibetan iron rides, which also poured forward.

Between the heavens and the earth, the atmosphere kills, and with the departure of the great army, the whole of Los Angeles is full of wind, flying sandstone, a weather of war.

“Boom! ”

Shortly after the launch of the big food, the burgeoning city of Ross, with a deafening iron and steel roar, two thick city gates opened, a group of soldiers glanced and exquisite, took a neat stride from inside the city gate and walked out.

Their iron armor was covered with dense and numb sword marks, which not only did not make people feel worn out, but also made people feel a kind of hammer, tenacious will, and the seven missed spoons of star marks on their chests clearly showed their identity.

Divine Martial Army!

In yesterday's Great War, the number of SWAT troops lost a lot, but after a night of rest, whether it was essence, qi, spirit, or internal qi, SWAT returned to its initial peak state.

The roaring sound of Lung Lung continued, immediately behind the Shenzhou army, Shenzhou prison army, Longzhi army, tiger army…, all the soldiers Ma Weiwu pulled out, continuously coming out of the inner gate, while at the end of the army, was Wang Chong, Wang Zhen, Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Chianli and other Datang supreme commanders.

“Wang Chong, something is wrong. The cannibal platoon today seems to be somewhat different from yesterday's. ”

Gao Xianzhi stepped out of the city gate and immediately frowned slightly. Almost instinctively, Gao Xianzhi felt the opposite queue arrangement, with some subtle changes.

“Oh, it looks like that piece we put down earlier has already worked and the Western Turks are getting ready to play! ”

Wang Chong just glanced and couldn't help smiling immediately:

“Yesterday's battle cost the cannibals too much, and Benedictine and Abe * * * * should be trying to get Du Wusili to do the ashes. ”

“Cannon fodder? ”

Hearing these two words, Gao Xianzhi frowned.

“It means replacing dead ghosts. ”

Wang chuckled lightly.

“Woo!”

In the distance, in the bright horn, Dreddy Bo and others stopped, the two armies confronted each other remotely, and the atmosphere was absolutely killing. As commander-in-chief of the army, Dreddy Bo, Abe * * * * and Wang Chong, Gao Xianzhi, etc. also had distant eyes, shining an unparalleled light in the void.

In all eyes, almost the vast majority of them looked to Wang Shou on the white hoof, even the god of food warfare Benedictine Bo, now noticed Wang Shou this young commander of Datang.

“Wang Chong, it looks like you've become a nail in their eyes, meat stab, for a while the battle you must be careful. ”

Gao Xianzhi suddenly lost his voice.

“Oh, then let them come, I'm afraid they won't break my destiny. ”

Wang chuckled lightly.

When I heard that, everyone around me couldn't help laughing. Wang Chong's kung fu is not necessarily the highest of all, but his defense is strong, I'm afraid not many people can match him, even Khu Deebo can easily kill him, let alone others. Not to mention the evil old Emperor and the Wounded Village Chief, even if Tretipo and Abe * * * wanted to do so, there would be no such opportunity.

……

“After the war, kill the boy first! ”

Aibaek stared at the distance, fiercely.

“He can't run. Whether it's him or that Gao Xianzhi, it's all going to die here! ”

Boom, Ottoman took two steps forward, in the gloomy cold.

Although the Chinese won yesterday's battle, the advantage is far from so great. The big cannibals still have an absolute quantitative advantage, and not all of the most advanced generals in the field of big food have yet made their way.

“Abe * * *, we've lost enough men, now let the Us Tibetans and the Western Turks go. Let them stand in the way of a wave of Tang people, after all, they are the armies of the Oriental world! ”

In the last sentence, Ottoman looked to Abe * * * beside him. This alliance, Abe * * * *, is the main responsible person and the real practitioner, who is naturally the best on the side of Us Tibetans and Western Turks.

“Mmm!”

Abe * * * nodded and recruited a subpoena:

“Send me orders. Tell the Western Turks and Us Tibetans to prepare for action! ”

“Subordinates, please! ”

The gourmet sergeant bowed for a while and quickly turned around.

“Hahaha, Shamusak, Che Pemba, it's time for us to play. Pass the word, all men and horses! ”

On the other hand, when he received the news of the great cannibal, he laughed and didn't care. Instead of having any fear in his eyes, he revealed a hint of anticipation.

More than a month from the time he got it, Du Wusli practiced day and night. He already has some knowledge of the method, but also incorporates his martial arts experience and some awareness, believing that the power is still improved compared to the original Fangfa weather. Now, Du Wusli is confident to face any opponent.

For a thousand days, the current Battlefield of Poros, in the plan of Duusli, is the best stage for the first triumph of Western Turkic. Duusli is going to use this stage to show everyone the power of Western Turkic, which is also the best opportunity for Western Turkic Khan to win the world in the future and share an extra piece of cake in the alliance of big cannibals.