It was already dark, but Xiang Ningxuan had not come back yet. Zhang Yun could only arrange for everyone to have dinner first.

With Xiang Ningxuan's style, dinner is of course not too sumptuous. On the large dining table with ten people per table, there are only ten dishes, but the amount is sufficient, so that everyone will not be hungry. There is no cigarette or wine, and singing and dancing performances are even more impossible.

The man snatched his feet muttered: "This special envoy is too stingy! I can still handle enough wine and meat in my own home."

One of the people at the same table looked down upon and said, "Bah, are you here for a meal?"

The man stumbled his feet and said, "What can I do if I don't eat? Some people ignore democratic voting and insist on doing their own thing. So many of us have recommended the leader of the Dujuan clan, but some people disagree."

Everyone fought for an afternoon, but even the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces did not decide. Although Yang Xianyong was strong, no one agreed with him. While other small and medium-sized forces pushed Du Juan, the leader of the Bai Miao tribe, but the others were not interested at all.

Yang Xianyong, who was sitting at the other table, was also full of anger. He slapped the chopsticks and turned around and glared back. Zhang Yun quickly bowed and comforted him, "Old Yang, don't be angry, wait until Special Commander Xiang comes back before making a decision."

The man who snatched his feet took off his shoes and socks and clenched his feet without any visual appearance. A spoiled bacon smelled, disgusting the few people beside him.

He smelled the fingers that had clenched his feet, frowned and said, "Hey, facing Master Baiyue, can Special Corps Xiang come back or not?"

"Haha, Master Baiyue is not that strong. The 30,000 army of Black Miao has been defeated by us. Master Baiyue has only brought thousands of remaining soldiers back to his hometown." Xiang Ningxuan brought the legendary hero of the silver Northern Expedition Army, Feng Qingru and other four women, blood-stained the conquest clothes, and was exhausted. As soon as he came back, he heard someone saying sarcastic words, and he felt unhappy.

Xiang Ningxuan's appearance immediately calmed the audience down.

Everyone was evaluating the authenticity of what Xiang Ningxuan said. All high-end combat powers were withdrawn, which means that there could be no big battles on the front line. Therefore, the result of the decisive battle was either a big victory or a big defeat. Looking at the appearance of Xiang Ningxuan and others, although they were blood-stained in the battle clothes, they were not seriously injured. If the front line suffered a big defeat and lost, with the top combat power of the leader of the Moon, Xiang Ningxuan would not be able to withdraw intact.

Then the only possibility is that as Xiang Ningxuan said, the 10,000 army defeated the 30,000 Black Miao army.

"How is this possible?" The man who snatched his feet jumped up first. They discussed here for a day and felt that even if they gathered 30,000 troops, they still needed unified command to fight the Black Miao army. Whether they could win was still a matter of whether they could win.

As a result, others defeated the Black Miao Army with 10,000 people. The difference in combat power is a bit big!

"Anu, are you okay?" The Bai Miao leader stroked his daughter's hair and looked over her body, confirming that he was not injured.

"Mom, I have nothing to do. This time, the old thief who worshipped the moon was beaten so hard that he was so beaten by us that he didn't dare to look back. His thirty thousand army was completely collapsed. If the old thief hadn't run fast, I would have captured him and presented it to my mother."

The innocent Anu also confirmed the news of defeating the Black Miao Army. Everyone had no doubts anymore and quickly stepped forward with a smile on their faces and flattered them to express their loyalty.

Joke, what else can you do if you don’t show your loyalty at this time? If there are ten thousand people who can defeat Hei Miao and 30,000 people, even if everyone unites, they will lose more than they win. What’s more, it is said that the Chuncheng Army has a total of 70,000 people, and outside, the entire Republic has dozens or millions of troops.

Everyone is used to being a land emperor in this horn, and now he is finally open. If anyone can't recognize the situation, then these people around him can teach him how to be a human being.

"Zhang Yun, prepare our meals quickly. I haven't eaten anything since noon. Everyone, if you have any questions, I'll talk about it after we have dinner!"

They were hungry, and even though everyone was talking, they could only wait until they finished eating. They could only sit in a seat and wait while drinking tea.

Xiang Ningxuan and the others occupied a private room and served a bunch of hard dishes. Even Anu was eating meat in a big mouthful regardless of their image. After all, after fighting for a long time, everyone consumed a lot and had to supplement it through food.

Zhang Yun sat next to Xiang Ningxuan and reported to him the situation of the leaders of all parties over the past day.

After eating and drinking, Xiang Ningxuan threw down a chicken leg bone and said, "Let's go and meet the heroes of Nanzhao."

Zhang Yun reminded: "Telecomman, do you want to change your clothes?"

"No, what you want is this murderous aura to calm these guys. Where are those guys? Lead the way forward."

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When Xiang Ningxuan walked into the conference room with leather boots, he stood up with the congregation, raised his head and chest. Even the man who had been snatching his feet before stood up straight, looking like a dog.

Only Du Juan, the leader of the Bai Miao tribe who was sitting in the upper head, looked at the group of people for no reason, not knowing whether he should sit or stand.

"Mom!" Annu stepped forward and pressed Du Juan's shoulders with both hands, not letting her stand up.

Xiang Ningxuan walked to the main position without hesitation, looked around and said, "Everyone, although the leader of the Moon Bingyue Sect was defeated and returned to his nest, there are still thousands of remaining soldiers, and he may make a comeback at any time. In addition, everyone should know the news that Master Langma from Tubo brought. The Lich King is at the top of the world, and although it is far from us, if the undead army rushed over from a high position, there is no one in the middle that could stop him from entering.

"You all have seen the strength of the Undead Natural Disaster on my military tablet. What we had originally faced was Kel Thuzad's army under the Lich King. The Lich King's direct troops may be stronger.

"Anyway, all the troops in Nanzhao must be reorganized, do you have no objection?"

"No, no." Although I was reluctant, I couldn't beat it anyway. Instead of not cooperating and being killed, it would be better to accept the incorporation obediently, and at least I could get a job with a half position.

However, there was still a disharmonious voice saying: "Comrade Special Commissioner, there are still many monsters around our village. If we transfer the soldiers out to reorganize them, what should we do if the defense in the village?"

Xiang Ningxuan nodded and said, "This comrade's words are reasonable. At present, the Nanzhao region plans to assemble three divisions, and the reorganization work will be carried out in steps. You will first transfer half of the people to form the first division, with He Dongjun as the division commander. The remaining half of the troops stay in defense. If there are monsters siege the city, the Chuncheng Army will immediately send troops to reinforce.

"When the first division is completed, it will be scattered to various places to guard the army. The other half will form the second division, and..."

Xiang Ningxuan glanced at him and saw Yang Xianyong frowning nervously.

After the Hexian forces collapsed, Yang Xianyong was the largest survivor leader of Nanzhao. He originally wanted to gather his subordinates together and add some other troops to form a division. But unexpectedly, Xiang Ningxuan directly split it up. Moreover, the commander of the First Division was not him. If the commander of the Second Division was not him, should he overturn the table? Yang Xianyong looked at Fording and others and couldn't beat him! What should I do?
Chapter completed!