Wild beast war god

"Ok?"

Outside the city, Yan Shun saw the silence in the Ninety-Six Castle and showed doubts.

He shouted again: "General Lan Zhuanghe, why don't you come out to greet the coach?"

But the castle was still quiet and there was no response.

Yan Shun opened his mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "Coach, it seems that Lan Zhuanghe must be drinking to celebrate. He is probably so drunk that he can't find Bei. I will go and get him to see you."

At this time, Beigong Xianfeng smiled and nodded gently.

Yan Shun immediately stepped out, climbed directly onto the castle wall, and strode towards the tower hall first.

"Lan Zhuanghe is so complacent, I'm going to give him a beating." Staff Niu criticized him harshly outside the city gate, but in fact he was smiling. I believe that with such a record, the coach will definitely not blame him.

However, Beigong Xianfeng pulled up the snow-white beard at the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "He did it on purpose."

As soon as he finished speaking, Staff Niu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said: "It's impossible, right? Lan Zhuanghe is definitely not so bold as to dare to despise you, the coach. He is not a arrogant person."

Staff Niu was frightened. If Lan Zhuanghe did it on purpose, he would definitely make the coach angry.

By then, there will be no results left.

But according to Staff Niu's understanding, Lan Zhuanghe is not that kind of person, and he should have jumped out of his skin when he heard the coach's arrival.

"I'm afraid there is no Lanzhuang River inside the tower."

Beigong Pioneer's gaze swept across the entire castle, as if all of the situation inside had been revealed to him.

"Haha, what a Ning Jingjing..."

Suddenly, Beigong Pioneer couldn't help but chuckle again.

He observed that some of the soldiers inside the castle and even on the city walls had the word "Nine-nine" carved on their chests. These soldiers were not many in number, but they stood upright and had a strong spirit.

On the other hand, the soldier with the word "Nine Six" engraved on his face looked defeated. The contrast was sharp.

If you are not someone who has been on the battlefield all year round, or someone with great wisdom, you will not be able to observe it at all, just like Yan Shun and Counselor Niu.

Upon hearing these words, Staff Officer Niu was stunned and asked Na Na: "Is there no Lanzhuang River? Ning Jingjing?"

What is the coach talking about?

But Staff Niu is not a waste, and it is not that simple to get into this position. After being reminded by Beigong Pioneer, he immediately saw the problem. His whole body was shaking wildly and his face was pale.

"Come with me to the city, and be sure not to speak, otherwise you will be dealt with by military law."

Suddenly, Beigong Pioneer's tone suddenly turned cold, and murderous intent burst out: "I really want to know why Ning Jingjing was forced to lure me out in the name of the Ninety-sixth Army and Lanzhuang River."

Of course Beigong Pioneer didn't know that Ning Jingjing had gone home now.

After saying that, he rolled up Staff Niu onto the city wall with a roll and dropped it to the side of the command hall of the city tower.

The soldiers on the city wall still followed Sikong Jing's orders and ignored them.

At this moment, Staff Officer Niu's face was as white as paper. He watched Yan Shun enter the command hall of the tower, but he did not dare to say a word.

In the command hall, Yan Shun shouted angrily as soon as he walked in: "Lan Zhuanghe, what is he doing? Didn't he hear that the coach is here? Go and call him out..."

After Yan Shun scanned around and failed to see Lan Zhuanghe, he pointed at everyone in the hall and said angrily.

However, everyone in the hall remained as motionless as clay sculptures until a voice spoke calmly: "Didn't you hear what Commander Yan said? Go and pull Lanzhuanghe out for me."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Shun suddenly felt something was wrong.

When he saw the two lieutenants giving way and seeing the person sitting in the middle of the hall, Yan Shun's pupils shrank violently.

"Canglong Domain brat, how could it be you?"

Yan Shun stared straight at Sikong Jing, of course he couldn't recognize him.

At this moment, Sikong Jing slowly stood up and said, "Shuai Yan, we meet again."

Yan Shun glanced around after hearing this, and realized that no one in the hall he recognized, or that no one was from the Ninety-sixth Legion, but they were all deputy generals and core figures of the Ninety-ninth Legion?

My whole body was shaking wildly, what on earth is going on?

In vain, he shook his head fiercely, stared straight at Sikong Jing, and roared: "It was the Ninety-Nine Legion that conquered five cities in a row. Was it the Ninety-Nine Legion that conquered five castles in the name of Lanzhuang River? "

Yan Shun, who was also the deputy commander, could not be so drunk and suddenly sober up.

But I still can't believe it, why can the Nine-Nine Legion do it?

Even if they captured the Ninety-sixth Legion, why should the people who conquered the Ninety-sixth Legion obey their orders?

Boom, boom boom...

At this time, Sikong Jing gently threw down one token after another, from ninety-eight to ninety-four, but there was no general token of the ninety-ninth legion. He nodded and replied: "Yes, you are indeed Yan." handsome!"

Yan Shun stared at the five tokens on the ground with murderous intent, and then shouted: "Where is Lanzhuang River?"

"Shuai Yan, save me!"

Just at this moment, a hoarse voice sounded, and Lanzhuanghe was pulled out. His whole body was covered in blood. You could clearly see the sword holes in Lanzhuanghe's body, as if there was no bottom.

boom!

Yan Shun's whole body exploded with aura, he stared at Sikong Jing and the others, his chest exploded and he said: "You are looking for death."

He was going crazy. Lan Zhuanghe was the son of his old friend, the head of the Lan family, and he was the one who promoted him. He originally thought that he would conquer five cities in a row and be so arrogant, but he ended up dying and being destroyed like this.

This gap is really too big.

This was a hard slap to his face, extremely hard and extremely painful.

"Shuai Yan, you'd better not act rashly, otherwise the coach outside will hear it." Sikong Jing smiled fearlessly.

His eyes gently glanced at a corner outside the city tower, where he could sense a powerful aura. Although he deliberately hid it, the aura of the battlefield in his body could not be hidden.

This is a powerful being who, like him, has experienced countless battlefield wars.

He must be the head coach of the Black Burning Army.

Sure enough, he found out that he had deliberately placed the prompt inside the Ninety-Six Castle, and secretly went to the city to observe Yan Shun.

As soon as Sikong Jing's words fell, Yan Shun, who was on the verge of breaking out, seemed to be doused by a basin of cold water. He quickly collected his breath and said: "Okay, okay, it turns out that you deliberately attacked five cities in a row, in the name of Lanzhuang River. Attack the city and attract the commander."

At this point, Yan Shun laughed angrily, he was actually being used.

And to return the f*ck, he went to ask for credit and invited coach Beigong to come.

Of course, Sikong Jing did not deny it, and said coldly: "Yes, otherwise it would be meaningless for us to capture the Ninety-sixth Legion Castle again, and we will be kicked out by you just like last time."

In a corner outside the city tower, Beigong Pioneer's face darkened and he stared at Staff Niu coldly.

The latter was sweating profusely, and his upper and lower teeth were trembling crazily.

Inside the city tower, Yan Shun laughed angrily and said in a cold voice: "Awesome, awesome, but it's a pity that you made a wrong step. The coach is still waiting outside the city, and I came in alone first."

After speaking, he shouted again: "Now I order you to go to the castle and hide immediately, otherwise you will all die."

Cold murderous intent swept through the entire hall. Mr. Wei and the two lieutenants turned pale and were out of breath.