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Chapter 479 Quasi-Saint? Pit!

similar?

Jiang Wenming narrowed his eyes.

Before coming here, he had inquired more than once about the great reputation of General Mo Junxie, who seemed to be about the same age as him.

My father is obviously a fighting saint, and he can get a life that ordinary people can’t even want even if they don’t have to work hard.

But when he was ten years old, he suddenly decided not to use any card or substitute in this life, nor to rely on his father's power.

Since sleeping in the countryside, I have lived alone in the wild for six years with my weak body alone!

When he returned to people's sight, he even brought back a large number of followers!

There were humans and slaves from other races, and they did not return home, so they resolutely joined the military headquarters and refused the care of those who wanted to curry favor with his father.

After that, it took another eight years to climb from the lowest-level soldier to this position today:

One of the four generals of the Human Empire!

His record is even more terrifying, and he always wins with less.

Even if he has the opportunity to bully the few with more, he will put his troops in the dilemma of fighting more with less through arrangements.

For this reason, his troops' damage rate is usually very exaggerated, and he needs a large number of replenishment personnel after almost every battle, and even the entire unit is beaten up is common.

But since the merits and rewards he gave after the victory were far higher than those of other troops, he never worried that no one would supplement it.

In this way, his legion became stronger and stronger, and the more he fought, the more terrifying he became. Once the opponent was defeated, he would often be massacred for three days and three nights before he could stop.

Although he has been criticized many times and many tasks have lost his share, for the people.

They don’t care whether the enemy is tragic or not. Units like the killing god Mo Junxie that can make the enemy scared are the most secure and support them.

But now he actually said that he and Jiang Wenming are the same type of people?

This evaluation is not only surprising when Jiang Wenming arrived, but even Mo Junxie's own confidant subordinates were secretly surprised.

Is this Jiang Wenming really that powerful?

"General Mo is kidding. I am a miserable person, how dare I compare with the general?" Jiang Wenming smiled.

"After today, please take care of the general."

"care?"

Mo Junxie smiled slightly, while his subordinates trembled and looked at Jiang Wenming with a slight gloating.

General Mo hates the words "care" the most, he is going to suffer!

However, Mo Junxie nodded: "Brother Jiang said he wanted to take care of him, so I naturally need to take good care of him. Your 200-man troops will be organized according to normal organization and will be organized into a righteous. Brother Jiang, please feel aggrieved for the time being and be a righteous leader."

"However, I am the Yoshikaku, who is the special operation, has no requirement except to complete the tasks assigned by me, and does not have to follow the army and is not subject to any restrictions."

Special action?

Mo Junxie's men widened their eyes.

Although it is only a troop of 200 people, the right to operate freely is extremely great!

Even the young general and the 10,000-strong army level don’t have such rights. General Mo is so good to this person with the surname Jiang?

"Well, I heard that your troops have been in the rear for a month but have not been able to get all the equipment. So, I will ask the logistics department to equip your people with enough base weapons and ammunition, or some special tanks you want, and armored vehicles and other types of I can also assign instructors to help you train."

"As long as you want, and I have it, just talk and take as much as you want."

hiss!

The young generals watching took a deep breath and couldn't help but stretched their heads to look outside.

The sun comes out from the west today?

Why is the general so generous?

Jiang Wenming thought for a while and bowed: "General, you have too much chips. If you don't explain them clearly, I'm afraid I'll have a life to take, but it's useless."

"Hahaha!" Mo Jun smiled evilly.

"Don't worry, I can tell you your task now. It's up to you to agree or not. If you refuse, you can even turn your head back! Are you still afraid of this?"

Such generous conditions?

Jiang Wenming glanced at Mo Junxie suspiciously and nodded, but when the other party's mouth was raised, his voice resounded throughout the hall:

"Since that's the case, I will say goodbye. Thank you General Mo for understanding."

What?

Even Mo Junxie was stunned. He said casually, "Is this kid serious?"

"Bold! How dare you play tricks on the general? Come and take him down!"

However, as soon as the military officer said that, Mo Junxie's sinister eyes were facing him.

"Do I need to repeat my words a second time? I said that he can leave at any time!"

"But General...yes! My subordinate obeys the order!"

The officer looked up and looked at Mo Junxie, his body suddenly stiffened, and he lowered his head and retreated.

Seeing this, Mo Junxie regained his previous strategic attitude and said whispering to Jiang Wenming:

"It's understandable that Brother Jiang makes such a choice, but are you really not listening to what my mission is?"

Jiang Wenming shook his head: "Since you have made up your mind and don't get involved, then you will only increase your worries after listening. Why not listen? I see that the general is full of talents. If you have any difficult tasks, they will definitely solve them directly. I will thank the general for his kindness first!"

Seeing that Jiang Wenming actually said good things for them, the generals looked at him a little softer.

But Mo Junxie sighed:

"It seems that you really insist on doing this. That's a pity. I can only wish you to survive before the canonization ceremony."

Survive?

Jiang Wenming frowned.

He knew that the canonization ceremony was used to celebrate the birth of the new Fighting Christmas, but what does this have to do with whether he lives or not?

"I wonder why the general said this?"

"Ah? Don't you know?" Mo Junxie raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly.

"Yes, I probably didn't have time to explain everything to you when Meng Sheng died, but this is not a secret. I'll tell you this."

"It's not that easy to enfeoff the saint!"

The population of nearly 100 million humans is only 900 Seven Star Dou Zong, ninety Dou Zuns, nine Dou Sheng and one Dou Emperor.

Among them, Dou Zong and Dou Zun have reached their strength, and as long as you defeat the last one, you will naturally be promoted.

But the Dou Sheng is different, and there is also a quasi-saint title below it.

The number of quasi-saints is not limited, most of them are disciples of Dou Sheng or geniuses trained by certain forces, and they are not among the Dou Zun.

Their strength may be higher than Dou Zun, or lower than Dou Zun, and even those who surpass the active Dou Zun.

But no matter what, they can only fill it when there is a vacancy in Dou Sheng.

The rule of substitution is that after the vacancy appears for 150 days, the only one who survives will be recognized by the Human Emperor and named the Dou Sheng.

In other words, except for the last winner, the other quasi-saints have only one outcome:

die!
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