Chapter 145 Dead
(Xiaoyue apologizes again for yesterday's mistake. I hope everyone can continue to support Xiaoyue. Thank you!)
Jiang Feng and Jiang Ba were trapped in the Despicable Valley. Jiang Aofeng did not send anyone to fall into the well, but continued to push towards Kyoto. It seemed that in his eyes, Yuxi's status was the greatest.
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, there was no rest in the direction of Luan City. 500,000 troops had been assembled. Except for Long Yi and the Xue family, as well as Jiang Aotian and Wang Xueyi, almost all of them set out. Muyun led the team, Meng Xing and Meng Zhan as assistants to help Muyun go together, and Xiaotian disappeared long ago. Shortly after hearing the news, the blood sacrifice Sakura and Xiaotian set off. At this time, they may have reached the Valley of Desperateness.
There was a fire in front of Jiang Feng and Jiang Ba. Both of them held a jar of wine in their hands, and the meat of a beast was roasted on the fire. The fragrance aroused people's appetite.
"Brother, I didn't expect you to be so dangerous this time, but I'm afraid your name has spread all over the ears of the enemy. General Mad Dog, they really gave you such a name. It's really humiliating the eldest brother. How do they know the real intention of the eldest brother? Come on, I respect my eldest brother and do it!" Jiang Feng said, raised the wine jar and touched Jiang Ba, and then drank it into the mouth of the altar.
"Third brother, don't make fun of the eldest brother. Now the eldest brother's army is only less than 30,000, 350,000 people. How can you let me meet their relatives? Brother is ashamed!" Jiang Ba took a sip, and since he showed self-reproach and pain for the first time. Among those who died in the battle, how many of them were his confidants who had followed him for many years, how many were even his brothers, and how many of them lost their lives to protect him.
"Brother, don't be sad. War is inevitable. As long as we can treat their relatives well and avenge them, then we will make a little compensation for them. What do they sacrifice their lives for? Isn't it for the stability of the country and their families to live a good life? Jiang Feng stood up and walked to Jiang Ba's side and sat down. He stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder.
"What about me? You are the dead now. I don't know if we can get out alive if we are trapped here now. Alas, is it really me?" Jiang Ba looked up and sighed.
"Didn't we agree not to talk about this matter, and I will deal with it tomorrow? Come on, keep drinking!" A trace of gimmer flashed in Jiang Feng's eyes, but it was soon covered up by him.
The two brothers drank happily, and the soldiers also celebrated happily because of the new soldiers. They still didn't know that their lives were completely in Jiang Feng's hands at this time.
"Is it really dead? Is there no other way? They... alas!" Jiang Feng sighed in his heart and turned his head to look at the soldiers who still didn't know the situation.
"What's the matter? Why did our extremely smart young master suddenly sigh?" Just as Jiang Feng sighed, a divine thought suddenly came to his mind.
"Cherry blossom overlord, where are you? Don't show up first. They seem to have more than one god-level master here." Jiang Feng was happy first, but soon calmed down. He had already expected the arrival of the blood sacrifice.
"I know that there are three elders, three elders, and eight elders of the Dark Holy See. I have investigated them before I came just now." The divine thoughts of the blood sacrifice then came to Jiang Feng's mind. If Jiang Feng hadn't been a magician, I'm afraid that there would be no way to talk to the blood sacrifice at this time. His spiritual power could be transmitted to the blood sacrifice like divine thoughts.
"What, three god-level strong men." Jiang Feng took a cold breath when he heard that there were three god-level strongmen.
"What's wrong, third brother?" Seeing Jiang Feng suddenly speak, Jiang Ba looked at Jiang Feng for a little puzzled.
Jiang Feng suppressed his worries, made a color to Jiang Ba, and then wrote a few words on Jiang Ba's hand.
"Continue to talk to me, you can say anything, and don't ask anything else in advance." Jiang Feng wrote a few words in a row. After seeing Jiang Ba's understood eyes, he continued to drink blood to sacrifice cherry blossoms and talk.
"Three, what should I do?" Jiang Feng has been waiting for the blood sacrifice. Originally, he thought that as long as the blood sacrifice could hold back the two god-level strongmen, they would quickly rush out of the valley. As long as they went outside, the Dark Holy See would not be so rampant. After all, this is the territory of the Holy See of Light.
"What's the panic? It's not promising!" Suddenly, a familiar idea stunned Jiang Feng on the spot. He was not familiar with this person's breath. It was his grandfather. Suddenly, Jiang Feng's brain was blank.
"Is it that surprising? Put away your surprised eyes, or you will be found. Just now I found that not only the three elders are here, but also the two elders of the dark Holy See in Jiang Aofeng's team not far away. Together, they are four people. This time you are in danger, you'd better think about how to save the lives of those soldiers. Jiang Xuelong's thoughts came and told Jiang Feng that his grandfather was undoubtedly a god-level strongman.
"Grandpa, is it really you? Great, great. Originally, this was already a dead place, but now with the addition of Grandpa, we still have a chance to escape. Four elders, the Dark Holy See is really willing to pay for it this time. It seems that they are bound to get it for the Turkish continent. A trace of murder flashed in Jiang Feng's eyes.
"Don't think about those useless things. The most important thing is to solve the current dilemma. Don't count the Holy See. They won't take action for the time being. Both I and the Blood Sacrifice can stop the four elders, but if they divide one person to stop us to the death, then we can never get out for a while. Therefore, what you have to face is at least one god-level strongman. Jiang Xuelong's thoughts came again.
"A one? Well, as long as Grandpa and the overlord can stop the three god-level masters, I have seven levels to stop the remaining one. At least, he will not have a chance to block the soldiers from breaking through." Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, and at the same time, a burning spirit of war broke out on him. God-level masters, that is the peak of the world. Although Jiang Feng knows that they are not counted, it is obviously impossible to challenge God-level masters with his current strength.
"You have arranged it yourself. We will stop the three when they do it. By the time the remaining one comes, you may have been out of the valley. At that time, as long as you can stop the remaining divine master Sanxiang, the soldiers here can return to the road. At that time, the people of the Dark Holy See will not dare to do it. ." Jiang Xuelong's thoughts came again.
"Okay, I'll arrange it now." Jiang Feng returned a mental strength, and then gave Jiang Ba a winked. Then Jiang Feng and Jiang Ba got up at the same time. Jiang Ba held the wine jar in his right hand, picked up the roasted meat in his left hand and followed Jiang Feng to the soldiers.
"Your Highness, why did you come here? We compare that one. I'm afraid your Highnesss can't stand it." The * army saw Jiang Feng and others coming, so he walked towards the two of them.
"What are you talking about? So is the old general. Just now, my eldest brother and I were just talking about private affairs. Now that we have negotiated private matters, we will naturally come back with the soldiers. We are a family, aren't we? Does the family still care about those?" Jiang Feng's voice was loud, and the soldiers present heard it. Everyone stopped playing and looked up at Jiang Feng, but there was something more in their eyes.
"Is it that there is no clothes? Same as the son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear, and share the same hatred with my son!
How can it be without clothes? Tongze with his son. Wang Yuxing, repair my spear and work with my son!
How can it be without clothes? Together with the son. Wang Yuxing, cultivate my armored soldiers and walk with my son!" Jiang Feng suddenly remembered the "No Clothes" he had watched before, so he couldn't help shouting out.
"Is it that there is no clothes? Same as the son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear, and share the same hatred with my son!
How can it be without clothes? Tongze with his son. Wang Yuxing, repair my spear and work with my son!
How can it be without clothes? Together with the son. Wang Yuxing, cultivate my armored soldiers and walk with my son!" The soldiers followed Jiang Feng and read them one by one from the mouths of 100,000 people and echoed in the valley.
"We are willing to be loyal to Your Highness with death, serve the country, and live and live together with your two Highnesss to repay Your Highness's today's feelings." Yang Mu also came to Jiang Feng at this time and looked at the two young princes. Hearing the poem read by Jiang Feng just now, he couldn't help kneeling in front of Jiang Feng and Jiang Ba and roaring.
"We are willing to swear allegiance to the two princes and loyalty to the death..." 100,000 soldiers immediately knelt down, and tears of gratitude flowed from their eyes. If they can have a master like Jiang Feng, what else can they care about? The morale, which had fallen to the bottom, rose again and reached its peak.
General Yang, old general, what are you doing? Ladies and soldiers, you all get up. I, Jiang Feng, have no merit. How can I bear it? I know everyone's heart. Everyone gets up. Tonight, let our family drink happily all night. Tonight, we are allowed to get drunk. This is not a military camp for the time being, but a home, a home belonging to our soldiers. Come on, everyone, get up and do it!" Jiang Feng's voice ran through the sky, and all the soldiers could hear it. Everyone got up, but everyone was excited by Jiang Feng's words.
More than 100,000 people raised their glasses together and shouted, "Dry!" The loud voice made the valley tremble a little.
Then, Jiang Feng and Jiang Ba integrated into the soldiers and laughed loudly with everyone. Tonight, there was no difference between monarchs and ministers, but only a group of soldiers indulged each other in the Jedi.
"This person is indeed a rare talent. In a desperate situation, he can still be so open-minded and raise his morale. This person, Lao San, is right. If he can use it for us, then the unification of the whole Yuanguang mainland by the Holy Church is just around the corner, but I'm afraid this may be very small. What a pity, alas!" Not far from the mountain, an old man looked at the direction of the Valley of Desperate and shook his head and sighed.
"What the elder said is that the people the two elders like are indeed extraordinary, but it's a pity. If possible, I am willing to give up ten years of killing in exchange for him becoming a member of our dark Holy See. Another old man also said, his eyes shining red, but there was a trace of appreciation.
"Big Elder, Lao Ba, you'd better come and have tea. By tomorrow night, everything will not come to an end. If this kind of person can't be used for us, he can only remove it before his wings are full." Lao San has long known that Jiang Feng is different.
"It's a pity, it's a pity..." The two old men shook their heads at the same time and returned to the table to drink tea.