The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Do you still need to look for it?" Baimu Qingfu looked mocking, and shook his head with a wry smile: "There is no need to look for it at all. When I am promoted to the seventh level, they will come to the door by themselves.

He kept saying that he would let me recognize my ancestors and return to the clan, revitalize the family, and let me be the next patriarch.

Do you know, in order to show his sincerity, my own father actually killed his wife and all his sons in front of me.

Although I hated that woman, hated her viciousness, and hated that she didn't leave a way for my mother and son to survive back then.

But I hate that man even more, the biological father of my body, he is not human at all!

How can a person be so cold-blooded, a woman who has been with her for decades, kills her own children, she is not as good as a beast!

Even a bandit like me can't stand it!

Later, I chased them away.

If it weren't for the fact that I had just been cleansed at that time, I was worried that the impact would be bad, and I would have killed them on the spot.

These wealthy nobles have no humanity at all, and only interests in their eyes! "

The young husband of Baimu took a deep breath when he said this. He had been holding these words in his heart for a long time, and turned his head to look at Yanxue Qingguang.

"What do you think, why your father and your brothers and sisters have all become blood cows, but you haven't?

Did Yanguang Zuomu show kindness, or did he suddenly treat you as his own grandson? "

"Don't talk about it, I and the old thief Yanguang are irreconcilable!" Yanxue Qingguang slammed his fist on the table, his originally confused eyes no longer were confused, and the light of a hungry wolf appeared.

Of course he knew why Yanguang Zuomu didn't kill him, and the reason why he focused on cultivating him was not because of family affection, but because of his talent.

Even his father, when he died, it was Yanguang Zuomu who wanted to cut off his ties and let him join the Yanguang family wholeheartedly.

If it wasn't for the exposure of the underground blood bank, he would still foolishly take Yanguang Zuomu as his benefactor.

Thinking of this, Yanxue Qingguang raised his head: "You just said that you can give me a way out?"

"Have you thought about it well, once you make a decision, there is no going back?" Baimu's young husband asked again solemnly.

"I've made up my mind, I'll always be Yanxue Qingguang, and the Yanxue Qingguang family has nothing but hatred for me!" Yanxue Qingguang nodded solemnly, with firmness in his eyes that had never been seen before.

A few minutes later, Baimu Qingfu walked out of the room and shouted to the guard at the door: "Fifth General, please come and help me!"

"What's the matter?" The sixth-rank Yan Clan warrior walked over curiously, opened the door and saw that he was lying on the ground struggling with blood and blue light clutching his stomach.

On the carpet, there was an empty wine bottle.

"This is it?" The sixth-rank Yan clan warrior was startled when he saw the empty wine bottle, and hurried over to look down.

"Puff," two sharp blades flashed at the same time, piercing through the back of the head and out of the mouth.

A knife hit the chest, and the bloody blue light was holding a sharp blade, and his face was full of ferocity.

"Puff!" Baimu Qinghu turned the handle of the knife and ended the opponent's life.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you killed a sixth-level foreign warrior, and you got 200 general training charms, 10,000 quenching pills, 10,000 intermediate-level breaking pills, and 50 tons of light alloys."

At the same time, at the head of Beiying City, Li Wenhao opened the system information curiously and took a look: "I actually killed a sixth-order, who knows who is so unlucky?"

In this kind of large-scale war, it is not uncommon for a seventh-ranker to die, let alone a sixth-ranker.

But the current situation is that the phantoms of the battle formations of both sides have not been broken, and no enemy master has emerged, so it is inexplicably dead to the sixth level, which is rather strange.

It can't be shot to death by an arrow, can it?

"Your Highness, our army's sandstorm array is about to break!" Without thinking too much, Guimu Tengchuan ran up to the wall again with an ugly expression on his face.

"Okay, I got it!" Li Wenhao nodded slightly, and took out the four dragon seals in his hand: "Send down the order to get the artillery battalion ready, once the sandstorm stops, immediately use the rune armor-piercing bullets to bombard the enemy's battle formation with all its strength.

It's been so long, it's almost time to think about it! "

"Your Highness is wise!" Military Adviser Fu Baichuan cupped his hands with a smile: "Earlier, the artillery battalion was only bombarded for three rounds. Presumably, the enemy must think that our black iron cannons are useless. How could they have thought that we could continue to fire seven more rounds!"

"That's right, the enemy's battle formation has been exhausted for a long time. If they don't retreat, they will definitely not be able to withstand several rounds of attacks from our artillery battalion, and they will suffer heavy losses."

"They never imagined that when the sandstorm stopped, it was the time when they died!"

"His Royal Highness took the initiative every step of the way and set a trap for the enemy. I admire you!"

The generals of Langya and Hei Tianya who just arrived all bowed and saluted.

Li Wenhao waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, the enemy just doesn't know the performance of our new artillery, after suffering a loss once, it will be difficult to be fooled later.

In order to completely defeat the enemy army and let them go back to Dylan's plane, they need to find another way. "

"What Your Highness said is absolutely true!" Military Adviser Fu Baichuan straightened his face, nodded and said, "The eight royal families in the Dylan plane should not be underestimated.

Each of their clans has a number of eighth-level powerhouses sitting in the town, and there are millions of warrior legions, and they control endless resources that we can't imagine, and some even control one or several small planes.

In the face of such a powerful enemy, we must not take it lightly, and we must be prepared to fight a protracted war.

In the short term, it is a victory for us to beat the enemy back to the vicinity of Drew City before the blood tide comes. "

Guimu Tengchuan nodded and said: "The military adviser is right, but the number of fighters, the level of fighters, and the level of battle formation of our soldiers are generally inferior to the enemy's. It is okay to defend the city, and the loss of rash attack will be great!"

"Yes, there are hundreds of thousands of barbarians to the east of the ruins. Although they stopped attacking, they still stayed in place and did not leave. This has to be guarded against."

Lunagu also spoke with a sad face. He is now concentrating on repairing the city wall of the Sun City before the blood tide, so as to defend against possible blood tide cracks in the desert.

However, if the barbarians in the east didn't leave, he couldn't start working.

"Don't worry about this!" Li Wenhao thought for a while and said: "The order is passed on to build the city while defending. The barbarian's desire to attack is not strong, and it is obviously just to contain our army.

What's more, there is no water source to the east of the ruins, and his hundreds of thousands of people can't stay there.

As long as we defeat the attack of the Yan tribe, the barbarian army will naturally retreat. "

"Your Highness is wise!" Fu Baichuan and the others were convinced and bowed together.

Li Wenhao smiled, and his mind was moved. At the construction site of the city wall in the east, the Overlord Golden Body handed over the command of the defense to Chao Zhong, the commander of the Eastern Legion who rushed over. He went to the portal of the ruins alone, and disappeared in a flash of light no trace.

In the end, he was still worried, and Huo Qianheng led the Golden Crow Army to attack the Principality of Monroe.

Although the high-ranking commanders summoned by the system are extremely loyal, fearless of life and death, and obey orders 100%, they are not flexible enough.

Commanding a simple defense, the offensive task is okay, blocking one side alone, facing a complex environment, adapting to the situation is still a lot worse.

There are 10,000 Fire Spirits and 5,000 Golden Armors in this team, a proper main force, if something happens, you can't feel sorry for him.

What's more, at this time, each army is very important, and it even involves the overall planning of the overall situation, so carelessness must not be allowed.

So after thinking twice, even though the Yan tribe in the east hadn't retreated, he still decided to send Bawang Jinshen to go there in person.