Chapter 99
The war was indeed over, and then Mu Shaoan realized that he was actually fighting the virus nightcrawler for nearly half an hour. Although he was robbed of the head by others, he didn’t care much. , And will not regret the death of an excellent enemy.
In fact, he didn't hurt the spring or autumn at all. He is not a coward, not a sentimental pretty boy, and he will not have any illusion of sympathy.
Life is life, and death is death. If he dies in battle, he doesn’t care if his opponent shows a trace of respect for him, he doesn’t care if crows peck off his eyes, or if maggots crawl over him. His body doesn't care if it rots into a skeleton.
The only thing he thinks about right now is to sleep desperately, he is too tired.
So, for the pretty boy that appeared in front of him, he really had 100,000 reasons to chop it up with a knife, and then burn it clean.
"It looks like you think you can kill me. Is it because I saved your life? I know that a warrior like you would rather die with dignity than I am willing to be rescued by others, especially by being saved by a handsome man like me who is far better than you, handsome, suave, loved by others, and flowers blooming. Doesn’t it feel very humiliating? Then you compare What kind of people do you like to be rescued? A weak beauty, a tsundere sister, a cute loli, or a big beard, very rough, and big like Jia Lingling?"
"get lost!"
Mu Shaoan resisted the urge to vomit blood and wanted to be yelled, but really lacked the strength. Where did this fuck come out of such a Top Grade.
"Your luck is really good, and of course the strength is good." Instead of leaving, the archer sat cross-legged in front of Mu Shaoan with a smile, eating a piece of tough bacon while feeling good about himself. Authentic: "I think you must be very concerned about the development of the war—"
Mu Shaoan closed his eyes and didn't want to talk nonsense.
"Do you know Marshal Galen?"
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"I have to say this time Prince Jarvan, oh, no, it's Jarvan now The war strategy of Your Majesty IV is so brilliantly used, it’s amazing!"
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"They first showed their enemies to be weak, and announced Galen three months ago. The marshal is very old, and the deadline is approaching. After all, this is normal. Galen's boss is 198 years old. It is understandable that he accidentally invaded by wind and cold after marrying the 42nd concubine. Then he deliberately contracted his troops. The first tower city seems to be on the verge of collapse and can be broken at any time, and then the virus army gathers forces to invade."
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"At this time, Chaos Base is also cunning. Gui, decided to send five thousand reinforcements to airborne, and deliberately disclosed the news accidentally, but in fact, Chaos Base has prepared ten gold-level hunting groups this time on standby."
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"Then today, the main force of the virus Legion attacked the first tower with all its strength, and various defense lines may be breached at any time. At dusk, Gavin Your Majesty sent out the Seventh Army to take the Rockhorn Fortress. , Join forces with reinforcements, ha, this is a joke in the view of the Virus Corps, so they assembled their forces overnight in order to wipe out the Seventh Army and reinforcements here. Well, you guessed the next thing, rumours The dying Marshal Galen led a thousand fearless pioneer Legion elite, plus ten gold-level hunting groups sent by Chaos Base. They suddenly killed out, first destroying the virus Legion camp, and beheading three S-Ranks. The virus king, at this time, Your Majesty, Jarvan IV, led the army out of the first tower. Well, now they are in a team battle and a big victory can be expected."
"Your uncle, I don’t care. I just want to get a good night's sleep, what are you special about forever?"
Unbearable, Mu Shaoan finally saved enough to yell at him and let people not live?"
"hehe, sorry for my negligence, my dear Lin Xiaolan, the A-Rank contract partner of the Dragon Sect Inn LAN, and the second deputy leader of the Dragon Sect Inn hunting group, man How do you call it? Do you want to come to our local area network to develop? I think your Celestial Court is full, the basement is round, the important task of saving the world-well, you can rest assured, the important task of saving the world will be placed on my shoulders. I'm so handsome and handsome, who will I be?"
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This is how things happened.
When Mu Shaoan woke up in the morning of the second day, he did not find himself lying on the soft and spacious bed. There was no bright sunlight outside the window, and there was no refreshing floral scent on the headboard of the bed. The most important thing is , There is no beauty who is gentle, beautiful and virtuous with a sweet smile looking at him affectionately next to him.
So Mu Shaoan's heart poured out of blood and killing was not melted either.
The bombing last night tormented him for a long time. The extremely damn little slut didn't know when he left. Maybe it was just a nightmare.
The corpses on the city wall and in the street are gone, but the blood-reeking qi in the air is still very pungent.
And the original broken city wall gap has been replaced by a tall and intact city wall. Overnight, the territorial stone, which received sufficient resource input, rebuilt a ruin into a thick city wall. Rockhorn fortress with amazing defensive power.
You can still hear the cheers of Wansheng from a distance. The team fight last night was indeed of a very high level.
Whether it is the early stage of strategic fraud, or the deliberately showing the enemy’s weakness in the mid-term, luring an ambush, and finally suddenly strikes out, front and back flanking, the bearded great grandfather Galen runs away, the manager Xin Zhao runs away, Jarvan Three consecutive killings of the Fifth World, absolutely brilliant.
Unfortunately, the identity of the protagonist will never belong to their cannon fodder.
The victors get the highest glory, they harvest the best spoils of war, and the respect of everyone. The glory of this battle is destined to be recorded in the annals of history, and it will be recited by troubadours throughout the ages. Go down.
Only these cannon fodder soldiers, who cares?
Even they themselves will not care.
A team of full of energy, fully armed patrol soldiers walked over and demanded Mu Shaoan with a majestic look to either show the imperial soldier's nameplate or get out of the main city immediately.
Yes, here is no longer a ruin, no longer the section of the city wall he desperately guarded last night.
He was just laughed, he didn't fight for any reason, and he didn't name White and the others.
He is still alive, isn't he?
But one day, his name will make everyone including enemies, his own people and even everyone, as long as they hear it, they will be frightened.
It's not a brave rhetoric, nor is it the grievances of Mo deceived the youth, just because he is a warrior, a warrior who can laugh at death, and even Death God can't do anything about it.
Or it can be simpler,
One day, I will become Death God.
Under the long knife, there are ants everywhere.