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Therefore, regardless of whether the North and South Army are willing or unwilling, at this extreme position, the Human Race army must fight against the Mo clan, regardless of the cost, the Mo clan must be intercepted. .

If the Mos are allowed to break through the lines of defense of the North and South Army and go to the royal city, then the plan of the East and West Army may be disrupted, and in serious cases, the enemy may be enemies. If so, everything will rest.

Dayan two-way army, the east and west armies have their own tasks, that is to attack the king city, the north and south armies also have their own tasks.

Blocking the reinforcements of the Dayan and Mo tribes is the only thing they do, and it must be done.

This month's confrontation is not because the North and South Army is delaying time, but is trying to weaken the strength of the Mexican army.

After all, the half-million army is not a small number, and the North and South Army's appetite is not so big to eat now.

During the month of January, even though the traps arranged in advance were used to confront the Mo forces a few times, the effect still did not meet expectations.

The Mo army is now reduced by as much as 20% to 30%, but there are still nearly 400,000. For the North and South Army, it is very difficult to stop such a large army of support for the Wangcheng.

"This battle is different from the past and may kill many people." Mi Jinglun looked up at Ouyang Lie.

Ouyang Lieman didn't care: "My soldiers, are you still afraid of dying? The Dayan Army had anticipated this result when it was founded. I believe that the soldiers also have this consciousness."

Mi Jinglun first said: "But the victory or defeat in the battlefield is still about the strength, and some strategies are just icing on the cake."

Ouyang Lie said impatiently: "Mo wants to grow others' prestige to extinguish their ambitions, you just say how to fight, where to fight, simple, I don't understand too much."

Mi Jinglun smiled bitterly, slightly silently, and said in a deep voice: "If this battle wants to win, there is only one way."

"What way?" The crowd looked up at him.

Mi Jinglun said abruptly: "Prioritize the killing of the opponent's high-level combat power. It is best to cut off a few domain masters or eight-ranking Mo Tuo at the beginning of the war. The masters are chaotic, so ... my North and South military may intercept them. "

When the words fell, everyone was silent.

It is not that simple to kill the domain master and the eight-rank Motu. Even though the strength of the eight-ranking master towns is stronger than that of the domain master or the eight-rank Motu, when fighting, it is easy to prevail and divide life and death. difficult.

If this is really the case, the price paid by the North and South Army will never be too small.

Mi Jinglun didn't make it clear, but how did everyone know what he meant?

The danger of this battle is different from any previous battle.

The North and South Army also blocked the Mo Yan from the Dayan Pass to support the Wang City. However, the situation in the Wang City was not too tense at that time, so the Mo domain masters did not have the determination to fight the human race, and they were handsome after eating some losses. Withdraw Dayan.

The situation is different now. The situation of the Mo's royal city is critical. But whenever there is a possibility, the domain masters will not give up. The only way to get rid of them is to make heavy efforts.

Not only ruthless to the enemy, but also to yourself.

Ouyang Lie said with a smile: "There are countermeasures, and why should it be so sad, this is easy, the next war I will take the lead, find a domain master to kill it."

Mi Jinglun looked at him and shook his head: "Brother Ouyang is the head of the Dayan Southern Army, and he should not be involved in danger."

Ouyang Lie scolded and said: "Fart, my army commander neither understands the strategy, nor understands the war, but it's just a matter of recklessness. There is no difference between me and me, and you can just sit in the south and north army."

"Brother Ouyang ..."

Before Mi Jinglun finished his speech, Ouyang Lie raised his hand and interrupted him: "Brother Mi wants to say more, Ping Bai seems to be a little kid, and then he just said something. My fellow soldiers, are you afraid of death? As the commander of the legion, since we were the first to top, we have also set a good example. "

When his words fell, an elder elder stepped up and said, "The old man has a lot of age, and he has not many years to live. I always think that there can be a battle to let the old man's life end in the most brilliant way. Now this opportunity It's a good one. It's my task to kill the domain master! "

Mi Jinglun looked at the old man with emotion, "Brother Cheng ..."

This Brother Cheng can almost be said to be his leader. When the Sixth Grade Kaitian Cultivation was used as the battlefield for the first time, the Brother Cheng became his captain, and countless life-and-death battles saved his life. Well, if there is no brother, there is no Mi Jinglun.

After so many years, Brother Cheng has long lost his youthful spirit, but his heart has not changed his original intention.

Senior Brother Cheng gave a ceremonial gift: "Cheng Mou fighting for the master of the Mo clan, must kill a Mo master in the shortest possible time, and he will live up to the trust of the regimental commander!"

Mi Jinglun gritted his teeth, and the force on his fingers almost pinched off the perennial lupins. After a long while, he spit out a word from his throat: "Precise!"

Brother Cheng smiled slightly: "Head Xie Jun!"

When he was seated, another person stood up: "I have a sword for five thousand years. When the sword came out, the domain master could not block it. Please fight the Mozu domain master!"

"quasi!"

Someone got up, but was a middle-aged woman, smiling and saying: "The concubine body is not as capable as the two brothers, but the concubine body has also practiced a mystery technique, and it has never been used. Come try your hand, Chief of the Army, let me chant! "

"quasi!"

"On the desperate technique, I know that Wang Tian is not inferior to anyone. I will be the pioneer in this battle ..."

"quasi!"

...

Every quasi-character spit out, Mi Jinglun seemed to have been relieved of his strength, and he had been in charge of the Dayan Southern and Northern Army for more than 100 years. There has never been a day, and today it is so heartache.

But he knew that it was impossible to intercept the Mo forces of nearly 400,000 determined to support the Wangcheng without paying a price.

There were rapid footsteps from outside, and a figure rushed in and clenched fist: "Masters, scouts come to report, the Mo army is only one hour away from here."

Mi Jinglun's eyes flashed with light: "It really came from here."

Previously, they also inferred from which direction the Mo clan army would enter the royal city. Although Zeng Chong felt that his marching route was erratic, and the human race could not grasp it, there were actually some laws to find. These laws were in accordance with his own habits. He is not even aware of the connection, but in the eyes of the human race, these laws can be used as a basis for inference.

Previously, Mi Jinglun and others also inferred several locations and directions, and finally felt that the Mexican army would be the most likely to pass by from here. However, for insurance purposes, another ink destroyer was already waiting in another place.

In this way, if the Mo forces pass by in another direction, the North and South forces can also be quickly transferred.

If the Mo people do not pass by in both directions, then the human race can only confront them hard.

Right now, the human luck is good.

"Submit the order, the people on the other side can withdraw." Mi Jinglun ordered.

"Yes!" The messenger retired respectfully.

Mi Jinglun raised his head and looked at many eight grades: "The war is about to start, and many arrangements have been known for a long time. Mi Mou only sent one sentence to each other."

Looking around, clenching fists, staring at the channel: "You are precious!"

Ouyang Lie grinned: "Relax, killing some Mozi, it's not a big deal."

Mi Jinglun opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Ouyang Lie patted his shoulder and turned to go out for a layman. There was another hour before the war, and he had something to tell his tired lazy disciple.

Many Bapin general towns have departed one after another, and only Mi Jinglun was left on the ink-driven ship.

At a calm hour, the information of the scout ahead was continuously passed here.

What surprised Mi Jinglun was that this time the Mo clan army did not bypass the buoyant land zone where the human clan was, but ran directly here.

It seems that the leader of the Mo clan should have realized something, otherwise it would not be so bold.

This is a clever choice. In fact, the North and South Army did arrange near this floating land zone, no matter which side the Mozu will pass through, they will inevitably encounter those traps.

Only by directly crossing the floating land zone can one be safe and sound.

However, in the floating land zone, there were North and South Army ambushes. With the help of floating land, the North and South Army can perfectly hide their bodies, jump out at the best time to attack the Mos, and can also use the complicated terrain on the floating land to go round and round.

It can be said that this buoyant land is the best battlefield in the face of the Mo forces that are dozens of times larger than your own. Nowadays, the Mo forces rushed into the buoyant land, although they successfully avoided all kinds of trap formations arranged by the human race in advance , But also chose a bad battlefield.

The hidden formations of the battleships are opened, and with the cover of the floating land, the body is hidden and the atmosphere is hidden.

On the deck, Mi Jinglun personally watched the vanguard of the Mo army enter into the floating land, saying that it was the vanguard, in fact, there were 100,000 people, and the remaining Mo army followed.

The leaders who want to come to the Mo clan also know that if the human clan really ambush here, the vanguard army is too few to just die, instead of directly driving into it, it makes people curious.

The queue of hundreds of thousands of armies is extremely long. One after another, Kangfu Kungfu, the Mo forces only entered the floating land.

Although scouts searched around, they found nothing.

Mi Jinglun closed his eyes slowly, waiting quietly.

At a certain moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and the feather fan waved forward in his hand.

However, when the feather fan pointed forward, the quiet floating land boiled instantly.

The magic circle on the warships was running, and various lights flickered from the corners of the floating land belt. The power of various mysteries and treasures blew toward the Mo army.

The leader's clam was obviously taken aback. According to his previous speculation, the floating land should be extremely safe, but he didn't want to step on the human race's hiding place.