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Chapter 65 Eight Cities surrender

The demon clan saluted respectfully: "Yes, sir!"

The injuries he suffered were far less than those of Gan Jiangqu and others. At this time, he could still exert 70% to 80% of his strength and deal with a major master without any problem.

"Go to die."

He Cheng had no patience to get entangled. He stretched out his right hand and suddenly, a spear appeared. The spear head was bloody and had endless sharpness. On the spear rod, there were dragon-shaped scales densely packed with silver light.

This is a magic weapon!

The value is amazing.

The Great Witch Ji laughed loudly, and his body flashed, and suddenly rushed towards the seriously injured Dry Cocoon Canal in the distance, Alungu and others!

Even if his body and soul are destroyed, he will kill these two traitors who betrayed the barbarians and betrayed the barbarian god!

"What?!"

Their faces changed drippingly, and the power burst out from somewhere suddenly slapped the ground, and their bodies moved horizontally, with extremely fast speed!

But no matter how fast it is, how can it compare to the great witch sacrifice that is comparable to the mid-level master at this moment?

The palm raised, the Great Witch Saint's face was calm, and a blood-colored palm print condensed, slapped towards the dry cocoon channel with extremely frightened face!

boom!

In an instant, the body of the Dry Cocoon Tuo was split into pieces, the head exploded, and blood was sprinkled all over the sky!

"Damn it!"

He Cheng's face changed slightly, he cursed inwardly, his body moved, and he did not give the Great Wizard Saint a chance to kill Alungu, and he shot straight out with one shot!

It's like thunder, and it's like lightning!

The blood-colored light flashed in a flash!

When the gun is out, it will cause blood!

This shot revealed the mystery of the shooting technique. Not to mention that the Great Witch Ji turned his back to He Cheng at this time, even if he faced him head-on, it would be difficult to resist!

This is He Cheng’s peak shot!

puff!

The body of the Great Witch Saint suddenly froze. He stared blankly into the void and slowly looked around. This is the tribe that gave birth to him and raised him!

"My home...my tribe...got goodbye..."

Bang!

My body fell to the ground and there was no rest.

"Go and control the God of War Tribe!"

He Cheng gave a cold command, and turned around and left without looking at the corpse of the Great Witch Saint on the ground.

He is a true middle-level master, and naturally he doesn't like the realm of the witch sacrifice that was temporarily promoted with secret techniques.

"Yes! Sir!"

The remaining Luo Xiu, Alungu and the demons respectfully received the order.

...

"Lord, after experiencing the incident of Baibei City, eight cities have been willing to surrender so far."

In the Tong'an County of Beichuan Prefecture, in the Li Mansion of Yong'an City, Li Beichen sat on his head, Chen Gong below looked awe-in and spoke respectfully.

Baibei City was completely destroyed, and 300,000 people were all in the ink. Beichuan City was all terrified and worried that they would become the next Baibei City.

Therefore, some of the panic-in-armed cities were willing to surrender to Li Beichen, surrender the city, and relocated their families to Yong'an City, which was a very safe place in their hearts.

Now that the troubled times are about to arise, they know very well that just by their city, they will sooner or later be embezzled, and their families will be destroyed!

Thinking of this, it is better to surrender to one force as soon as possible to save your life.

In their hearts, Yong'an City is undoubtedly the best choice.

After all, in Beichuan Prefecture, foreign forces do not look down on such a barren and backward place at all. Even if they surrender, it is meaningless.

And ordinary forces are not opponents of Yong'an City, so they are even more unlikely to choose.

Those who can make such a choice have no great ambitions, just want to make a living in this troubled time and pass on the family.

But people in the world are so ignorant. Beichuan Prefecture is so weak that there are still fourteen cities with delusions!

"Well, as for the remaining fourteen cities, let them do this first. When the battle comes, they will be unable to help!"

Li Beichen nodded with a smile on his face. The surrender of the eight cities brought him the summoning quota of 800 first-class soldiers!

This is what he values ​​the most.

He knew very well that in this vast, mysterious and powerful alien world, only Chinese heroes and Chinese troops were his foundation!

Everything else is insignificant!

"General Lian, what's going on with Yong'an Camp now?"

He turned his head and looked at the veteran Lian Po, who was sitting upright below, wearing armor, and asked.

"Report to the lord, the army of Eight Cities was incorporated, and the part recruited recently, there are now more than 11,000 ordinary soldiers in Yong'an Camp, more than 400 Tianyuan soldiers, and more than 700 Da Zhao Jias, a total of more than 12,000!"

Lian Po stood up and reported respectfully.

Li Beichen was pleased that the Yong'an Camp was first established in the hands of Huaxiong, but now it has grown in the hands of Lian Po, and its strength is already extremely strong!

All standards for the Yong'an Camp are established according to the Zhenlong Army and the Zhenhu Army. The minimum cultivation level of ordinary soldiers must reach the seventh level of physical strength!

In addition, seven hundred Zhao Jiashi, led by Lian Po, even if they compete with tens of thousands of Dragon-Shenlong Army, Li Beichen believes that he can still win the battle!

Today's first-class soldiers are no longer the same as before, and most of them have been promoted to the third level of Tianyuan!

The strength is much stronger than the beginning.

He summoned the quota of 800 first-class soldiers, 600 of them to the Great Zhao Jiashi, and 200 of them to the elite Xiliang!

As for the remaining soldiers in the Eight Cities who were under the seventh level of physical strength but who had surpassed the fourth level of physical strength, he assigned them to Hua Xiong, which greatly increased the number of Beichuan Army.

In his plan, Lian Po is the general who protects Beichuan Prefecture now and in the future, and Yong'an Camp is his guardian of Li Beichen!

Therefore, the stronger the Yong'an Camp, the better, and we must not just fill in the numbers.

"Very good. The safety of each city depends on the general!"

Li Beichen was very satisfied. The feeling of watching the forces under his command grow step by step made him very happy.

"This is the responsibility of the last general!"

Lian Po clasped his fists and spoke extremely firmly.

"Public Terminal, now the Zhenlong Army and the Zhenhu Army have been dispatched, and the 'Military God' Ning Haoyuan led the troops to fight west. What do you think about these things?"

Li Beichen's face suddenly became serious and his eyes were bright. The situation in the Dawu Dynasty could be said to be changing with each passing day. In just a few months, he did not expect that the ace army had been dispatched.

This is not good news for him.

He still needs time, and the strength of the Chinese heroes under his command is growing rapidly. The longer the time, the stronger his power will be!

But time doesn't wait for him.

"Lord, Zhenlong Army heads north, confronts Dayan, Zhenhu Army heads south, and resists barbarians. Both battlefields are not close to Beichuan Prefecture, and in the short term, it will be fine for us."

Chen Gong looked solemn, analyzing one by one, telling the current situation in a casual manner.

"We must be careful about the only war between the Southern Huizhong Prefecture and the Black Lotus Sect! The Black Lotus Sect is mysterious, and maybe they will send elite troops to borrow from Beichuan Prefecture, cross Lianhe, and attack Huizhong Prefecture!"

Chen Gong's voice was extremely serious. If it were him, he would never forcefully attack the Central Mansion. After all, the "Military God" Ning Haoyuan is not a good person to be with him. It is very difficult to break through his defense.

On the contrary, it is better to send elite troops to pass through the secret passage of the Chuanyan Mountains. Even if there is any loss, it is nothing to the overall situation!
Chapter completed!
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