"Donor Chen!"

"Mr. Chen!"

A room of electric light and flint.

The voices of Master Kongkong and Jiang Qilin rang in Chen Dong's ears almost at the same time.

Chen Dong's chest was heaving violently, and he was breathing heavily from his mouth and nose.

What are you afraid of?

The division and formation changes of the Faith Totem Army on the battlefield now seem to have been fooled by the words of the fourth and fifth Jin Wei!

If we don't take action, it will be a disaster for the reinforcements from all parties in the region!

"You have to believe Lord Dao!"

Almost at the same time, Uncle Jiang's voice came.

"Is there really nothing we can do?"

The veins and blood vessels on Chen Dong's face were trembling.

He does not reject war, but war must at least look like war.

A legion composed entirely of "powerful men" is the only one in history.

Even the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, which had just achieved the best performance in history, was still like a chicken and a dog with no resistance in the face of such a legion.

Because he is a person with strong Qi, he is more aware of the lethality of strong Qi to ordinary people!

Under Qi Jin, all living beings are equal!

These words are never just words, but the most perfect explanation of the power at the two levels after using Qi Jin as the threshold to distinguish.

On this vast battlefield.

The Golden Guards, as well as the hidden people who appeared before, are all verifying this sentence.

Even among thousands of troops, it is like entering a deserted place.

A strong man can be so tyrannical among thousands of armies, but now... it's an army, tens of thousands of them!

The square formations they formed are the purest and sharpest meat grinders. Wherever they go, all living beings are equal and will be slaughtered and crushed!

At the beginning of the war, Zhenjiang City, defended by the Snow Dragon Cavalry Army, was already comparable to a meat grinder for the coalition forces of hundreds of ethnic groups.

But its intensity is also within the normal range.

And now, these meat grinders composed of faith totems are definitely more terrifying than the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry!

"Amitabha, there is no way to save him!"

The compassionate voice of Master Kongkong came: "It is expected that such a disaster will happen!"

What?!

Chen Dong was stunned.

What does it mean to deserve such a calamity?

Although Master Kongkong said this out of compassion, the following sentence always had a chilling tone!

follow closely.

Uncle Jiang's voice also reached Chen Dong's ears.

"Calm down, both you and I should believe in the chess player Daojun at this time. He will definitely be able to reverse this game!"

Chen Dong's expression turned gloomy, and the color in Gu Jing Wubo's eyes once again turned red.

The transformation of his state of mind allowed him to face some things more calmly.

But it's not like you still remain as cold as ice when you know what's going to happen but are powerless to do anything about it.

"Still waiting? How long do we have to wait!"

Chen Dong gritted his teeth and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "From the moment I arrive on the battlefield, just wait. As a chess player, what opportunity will he, Chen Daojun, have to wait for before taking action?"

During the conversation.

The blood around him couldn't help but surge.

The Wufeng in his hand was now being stimulated by blood energy, making a sword roar.

As for the six dragons of the Jiang family who were on the battlefield, they were now forming up with the army of faith totems. They did not pursue them, but instead headed straight for the north city gate.

"Our next task is to protect the Suzaku Legion from entering Zhenjiang City. We are too exhausted to carry out the killings on other battlefields."

Uncle Jiang was the fastest, and his dull voice reached Chen Dong's ears: "You have to believe that every move made by every chess piece on the chessboard has its own effect. When arranging troops, even if it means death,

It’s also been arranged in advance!”

What?!

Chen Dong's eyes burst with blood.

Uncle Jiang's words made his mind buzz for a while.

Death is also arranged in advance?

This battlefield has been fought fiercely for such a long time, and it has become like hell descending on the world, with blood staining the ground three feet high.

Are these deaths staged?

There is also the army of faith totems, and the reinforcements in the territory that are now divided into formations and planning to massacre all sides on the battlefield. Are they all arranged in advance?

What nonsense!

Chen Dong smiled.

The ferocious and angry face became particularly terrifying with this smile.

His gaze swept across the battlefield. On all battlefields, the flags of the reinforcements in the area were still fluttering in the wind, and the soldiers were still fighting in blood.

Their faith has not wavered.

Death has long been forgotten.

The purpose is only to protect the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers behind you.

But in front of Zhenjiang City, under the command of Sirius, the army of faith totems divided into formations, ready to attack, and the panic and murderous intent rushed into the sky.

The totems of faith who transformed into ferocious beasts were all gearing up at this moment, ready to charge and kill.

And all this, the regional reinforcements on the battlefields of all parties are not aware of it yet.

If even this scene was arranged in advance.

Is it fair to these in-region reinforcements?

How has human life ever been so despicable?

Snapped!

A big hand fell on Chen Dong's shoulder.

Chen Dong's eyes quickly focused, but Uncle Jiang was already standing beside him.

"This is the unkindness of heaven and earth, treating all things as stupid dogs!"

Uncle Jiang's face was deep and his eyes were complicated: "Break and then stand again, this is the critical moment!"

Chen Dong closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

But he stood there like a sculpture, with his brows furrowed, forcing himself to open his eyes again.

And at high altitude.

Master Kongkong also recited "Amitabha" softly and closed his eyes.

Compared to Chen Dong, he knew what was happening better, so his compassion was even more trembling.

at the same time.

On the battlefield, there is a towering mountain of corpses.

Huo Zhenxiao witnessed the changes in the battlefield pattern, his dark eyes flickering in and out.

He has always been paying attention to the battlefield situation, and he also knows what the Faith Totem Army is going to do.

But now, he is helpless!

In fact, even Chen Dong and the Six Dragons of the Jiang Family were powerless.

Facing an army composed entirely of "powerful men", this was a complete victory.

In a trance.

Huo Zhenxiao's eyes flickered for a moment, and there was a trace of mist in his eyes.

"Master...when will you come?"

This is what he has in mind.
To be continued...