Super Dragon Cultivation System

Thunder Fort's garrison is stronger than the first five towns, and the walls are thicker and taller.

If it was an ordinary beast tide, they would not be afraid of the bones, but the (Qing Qing) newspaper said that there were actually four heads of seventh-order Warcraft commanders, two of which were dragons.

Their wisdom is no less than that of adults, and they also have rules when siege.

Therefore, the five towns are very chaotic and the Thunder Castle seems to be big, but it is actually vulnerable.

"Ah! Millions of troops, defeated in less than an hour, when can we stand?"

The lord of the city looked sad and had no confidence at all.

"Master City Lord, you have an idea, is it a battle or ..."

"Master City Lord, Your Majesty is determined to fight to the end, we can't resist and disrespect!"

"It is death to fight, and death to fight. We are not afraid of death, but the soldiers under our command are too worthless!"

Several officials of the city's main government were anxious like ants on the pot, their arguing lips were cracked, and drinking water had no effect on them.

"That's right, we have no name with Zhang Xing."

"He didn't say that it was on behalf of Wan Wuguo, nor did he say that it was because of personal grudges, and he didn't mention any conditions, just one word, hit!"

A military general.

"Do you need to talk about it? It must be a personal grudge. Whoever asked me to provoke him, and what wanted lists are posted all over the world. This is all right, and it angers Zhang Xing."

"Don't you want me? I'll hit the palace and stand in front of you for you."

The civilian officer across the street spoke directly to her heart, regardless of her taboos.

"Huh! If I were to say that, at the moment of defeat on the battlefield on the front line, your Majesty should be determined to make peace. He ca n’t let countless soldiers die for his own selfishness. The whole empire! "

A big patriarch in the city spoke.

"In my opinion, this battle can't be fought anymore. It's totally meaningless. I propose to make peace with Zhang Xing!"

The second family patriarch teased coldly.

"I second!" Said the third family chief.

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

"..."

More than two-thirds of the more than 50 gangsters agreed to peace.

...

The emperor Gobley hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights in the parliamentary hall of the Imperial Palace of New York.

The entire Coldenburg has entered a state of preparations for war, and officials come in at any time to report on the situation.

"Ah! It's been a difficult night again, I don't know how the battle at Thunder Fort ..."

Gebre curled up on the wide dragon chair, with one hand on his head, and murmured in his mouth.

Without waiting for the battle report in the morning, Gebre retreated slightly, and in the evening, no news was received.

Goblet couldn't sit still.

"Why is there no news at all? Are your (qingqing) newspaper departments closed?"

"Send someone to explore!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

The minister in charge of the (qingqing) newspaper hurriedly walked out of the meeting (dian di n).

The Emperor Gobley grew more and more irritable, stood up (sh n) and walked around the palace (di 殿 n).

When the dawn of the dawn (shooting sh 进) entered the hall (di 殿 n), Gebre seemed to have not seen it, sitting on the dragon's chair for a whole night.

"No news for two days ..."

There is only Gebre in Da (Dian di n), and those Wenchen and generals have been bombed away by him, and it is annoying to watch, just want to be quiet.

Just then, a hurried and messy footsteps came outside (Dian di n).

"His Majesty, the Ministers of Civil and Military Affairs are in urgent need of advice. It seems (tinging) urgent."

The emperor's attendant came in and murmured.

"Let them come in," said Gebre, still looking dumb.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The big thing is not good, Zhang Xing ... Zhang Xing ... he's here!"

The crowds swarmed in, and Marshal Spark spoke to him on the spot.