Boom boom boom...
"The Prime Minister ordered to withdraw the army, withdraw the army..."
There were loud noises one after another, and the roars of the killing shook the sky. In the fierce battle between the border between Zhongzhou and Beizhou, it was difficult to understand and distinguish. The four sword kings attacked with all their strength.
But at this time, figures were like carrier pigeons, swifting in all corners of the battlefield, looking up to the sky and roaring the hand edict issued by a hundred miles of longitude.
Squeak!
His body trembled fiercely, and the sword that was about to fly out suddenly stopped. Shangguan Feiyun frowned deeply, and his eyes were full of puzzled mutteringly: "The great achievement is about to be completed. Unexpectedly, the army is withdrawn. What the hell is this hundred miles longitude and latitude?"
"It seems that this battle... we lost!" The soking sound of the piano also stopped abruptly, and the king of the piano and swords pondered a little and made a sound quietly.
With a burst of anger on his face, Shangguan Feiyun roared angrily, "What do you lose? How can you lose? Our situation is very good now, and we will take Beizhou soon. How can we lose? Moreover, the Baili Jingwei promised me before to help me counterattack Dongzhou. Now he is about to make great achievements, but he withdrew for no reason? I don't accept it!"
"What can you do if you don't accept it? This combat power is the combat power of Zhongzhou, and this battle is also the battle between Zhongzhou and Sizhou. Since Baili Prime Minister has stopped fighting, who can fight again? Or did you choose the strong man of the four states by yourself? Ha ha ha..." With a smile, Dan Qingsheng waved his robe sleeves and walked back leisurely.
The wine sword fairy grinned, and was also happy and leisurely. He followed back: "Hey hey hey... If you don't fight well, lest you kill again and offend your old friends, it's not cost-effective!"
Qin Se Jianwang glanced at the two of them, and also took the piano and left, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth. Only Shangguan Feiyun was so angry that his face twitched. In the end, there was no choice. He also threw his robe sleeves and went back.
In this way, the Prime Minister's order spread to all corners of the battlefield in an instant. All the combat forces of the Sword Star heard it, and they also returned to Mingjin and returned one after another.
Soon, the battlefield, which was still noisy, immediately became silent, and there was no more sky-shaking roar, and it sudd down...
At the same time, there were only 200 defensive formations left on the border line of Beizhou, and more than half of the casualties were left. Soon the last defensive array will be captured, so they will end up being slaughtered by the enemy.
Luo Yunhai, the temporary marshal during the war, looked at all this, looking nervous and sweating anxiously. He never thought that the strength of the sword king was so strong. Previously, they could barely control him for five or six days with a large array, but once the four sword kings took action, they could not be able to control him for a day.
However, he still gritted his teeth, persevered, and roared: "Send, hold on, one more day, even if the last person fights to hold on for me. We need to buy time for the rear. We must not let these people break through here, which will ruin the general marshal's plan!"
Boom boom boom...
But his cry was instantly overwhelmed by the deafening explosion. All the people were trembling to deal with the strong enemy in front of them, but they didn't listen to a word of him.
With a helpless sigh, Luo Yunhai also exhaled a long breath of turbid air and couldn't stop shaking his head and sighing. Now all they can do is resist, and there are no clever tricks and strategies available. Sure enough, in the end of the war, it is still strength. No matter how good he encourages morale, he should still lose. Damn it, he still dies, alas!
Wow!
Suddenly, the huge explosion stopped. Luo Yunhai couldn't help being stunned and couldn't come back to his senses for a moment, but soon Tuo Ba Tieshan ran to him from the front with an excited face and shouted urgently, "Marshal Luo, good news, they have retreated, and Jianxing has retreated. We held on to this battle, hahaha..."
"What, retreat?" Unable to help being stunned, Luo Yunhai couldn't help but feel a little confused. Then he turned to the chief of staff, Zhuge Changfeng, the housekeeper, and said doubtfully, "Butler Zhuge, what the hell are they doing? How can they retreat?"
His brows were deeply wrinkled, and Zhuge Changfeng gently stroked his beard, which was also unknown.
At this moment, a messenger suddenly came to him, bowed down, and handed over a jade sheet: "Reward to the master, Mr. Leng's rear summons!"
He took it in a hurry and looked at it, but soon Luo Yunhai raised his hand and fell to the ground fiercely. He smashed the jade to pieces and said furiously, "What the hell, these old guys..."
"What, master, what's wrong?" Seeing this scene, Zhuge Changfeng and his wife couldn't help being stunned. They looked at him together and asked.
Taking a deep breath, Luo Yun's sea was full of anger, almost word by word. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Leng summoned that when the Undefeated Sword Lord was about to be taken down, those old guys actually ordered to be released!"
"What, let go?"
In shock, Zhuge Changfeng hurriedly said, "What about Housekeeper Zhuo? Is that what he means?"
Slowly shaking his head, Luo Yunhai sighed: "I heard that Brother Zhuo was involved when the sea monster attacked. He had already disappeared and his life and death were uncertain. This determination was made by those old guys!"
"So that's it!"
Noddingly, Zhuge Changfeng couldn't help looking at the distant and calm battlefield, and then at the calmer sky behind him. With a flash of light in his eyes, he understood everything: "It seems that... the high-level officials of the two sides have reached some unknown agreements. This war... is peace!"
"Mancing peace, how can we make peace?"
Shaking his hand with hatred, Luo Yunhai roared, his face was full of unwillingness, and his eyes were red: "Most of us have died on the front line here, as many as 40 to 50 million. Later, Mr. Leng received the news that in order to deal with the invincible swordsman, the number of sacrifices has reached 50 to 60 million. In total, we have lost 100 million in combat power this time. This is equivalent to the sum of the combat power of the three states. If we let this old guy go this time, next time he comes back, how can we have a chance to organize such a battle to compete?"
"And... The losses in this war are so huge that we have paid such a big price. If we don't fight, we won't fight. So who will be responsible for those dead soldiers? Didn't they die in vain?"
With a deep frown, Tuo Ba Tieshan was also full of unhappiness. Only Zhuge Changfeng sighed and nodded as if he knew something and said, "Master, forgive me for the old man. In the past, Lao Ku was also the prime minister, serving the king. I know what these upper class really care about. I'm afraid that this time, when the housekeeper Zhuo, the intellectual, was not by their side, Baili Jingwei attacked their weaknesses mentally and took their handle, which forced them to give up fighting again. As for what they care about, hehe... It's nothing more than some private power, and these four-state forces, in their minds, I'm afraid they will be in the back row. Besides, isn't the four states cultivating so many combat forces to consolidate the security of the upper class?"
"Master, let me tell you the truth in private. Although these high-ranking officials around are all authentic and immortal figures, they are not separated from the secular world in the ocean of power after all. It is simply impossible for you to make them abandon everything and sacrifice for the road. Maybe they are willing to sacrifice their lives, but some vulgar things are more important than their lives in their eyes. In the same way, it is more important than our lives! Butler Zhuo used to say that if you don't want, you will be strong. Over the years, the four states have even been afraid of Baili Jingwei, a weak scholar. It's not unreasonable!"
"Yes, Baili Jingwei is a master of grasping people's selfish desires. Under the general world, the only one who can catch it in the opposite way is Brother Zhuo.
Nodding his head, Luo Yunhai couldn't help but exhale, and tears flashed in his eyes: "Speaking of which, Housekeeper Zhuge, I miss Brother Zhuo a little. Although he is nowhere to be found now, I want to find him and take my sister and the others with me. If I find him, I will definitely not let him go again!"
With a slight beard trembling, Zhuge Changfeng smiled faintly and nodded, "I know that the master has been wronged this time, but after seeing Housekeeper Zhuo, don't cry like before, hehehe..."
"It's noisy!"
With a fierce look at him, Luo Yunhai couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.
On the other hand, in the distant depths of the North Sea, in the boundary of Fengtian Haiao, Zhuo Fan was still unconscious, lying on the cold frost and snow, his face withered, as if he was dead.
The bird was taking care of him, full of sadness. Hai Ao also looked at him with a concerned face and did not heal his wounds first. But they don't know that there is no greater sorrow than death.
At this moment, Zhuo Fan fell into an endless black hole in his heart. It can be said that as long as he doesn't want to wake up, he will never wake up...
Tick!
A drop of water dripped on the calm lake, rippling. In the dark space, a familiar figure sat by a pool with a gray face. Looking at it, it was undoubtedly Zhuo Fan.
There was a dead silence all around, and there was no life at all, just like Zhuo Fan's eyes, without half of life.
But at this moment, an old hand patted him on the shoulder.
Ignoring it, Zhuo Fan still sat there silently, his eyes dull.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a rickety figure slowly came to his side and sat down next to him: "Hehehe... You're here again. Didn't I tell you that you shouldn't come to this dark place? I won't be able to get out forever!"
"Who are you...?"
His neck turned his head stiffly. Zhuo Fan took a deep look at him, but he couldn't see clearly. There was only an outline in the dark, but soon he remembered something and muttered, "You were... last time..."
Nodding slightly, the old man showed two rows of white teeth in the dark: "Yes, I told you last time that whenever you come here, I will appear and stop you from going down. It's just that your life was about to die last time, and this time it's more dangerous. Your heart is going to die!"
"I'm sorry to let you meet me again!"
"Why, won't you ask me who I am?"
"No need to ask. You don't need to know anyway!" There was loneliness in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan made a sound quietly, just like a zombie.
With a smile, the old man couldn't help shaking his head: "Oh, it's a pity to want to die so early. Don't worry, the old lady has saved her life for you. If you still want to see her, just go to the sanctuary to meet her alive!"
"What?" He couldn't help shaking, and Zhuo Fan looked at him in surprise.
Only two rows of white teeth were still exposed. The old man's figure was still blurred, but his body suddenly glowed with colorful glow: "Do you remember that you said love the house and Wu before? So did I? I said that I won't let you go into the abyss again, and I will definitely do it. It's a pity that this is the last time. I can't be by your side to guard you in the future. You should be more careful and take care!"
As soon as the words fell, the old man turned into a colorful glow and disappeared...