While Buzhanni was about to supervise the battle again, his confidant who was lying on the room to observe the enemy situation shouted at Buzhanni: "There is a situation for the boss."

Bushimu looked up and asked, "What?"

"Boss, look, a tiger guy is constantly arresting people in civilian areas."

No need to look at it, I finally found the reason for the other party to be constantly. The person who loves the back is a huge Hyogo, a gathering area of ​​tens of thousands of poor people. How many young men will have to be forced to do? As the war continues, I can only fight less and less, and the other people can only fight more and more. If the war continues like this, a tiger will eventually turn the tables in terms of number of people. What is the battle now? It is not money, food, strategy, number of people, and the consumption of life. It depends on who can consume whom until the last one dies.

When I thought of this, Buzanmui was stunned for a long time, and couldn't help but sit on the chair for a long time, stomped his feet hard, and slapped his thighs, saying, "Hey, why didn't I consider this issue, and that kid took such a huge advantage?"

However, regret is useless now, the only way is to break the deadlock before a tiger engulfs the people who are enough to fight against it.

But looking at his subordinates who were still unable to move forward in front of the barricade, I was really helpless. The battlefield space was so large, and it was impossible to expand my military strength advantage now. What should I do?

Just when he was at a loss, a personal soldier behind him stepped forward carefully and said, "Boss, why don't we send elite brothers to climb onto the roof and attack behind a tiger, so that he can't take care of each other?"

When I heard the mud, my eyes lit up. Yes, why didn’t I think of this simple note? I turned around and patted the personal soldier on the shoulder, laughing and said, “Good boy, I haven’t raised you for so many years in vain. I’m really alert and gave me a good idea. Now I’ll mention you as the leader.”

The personal soldier was so grateful that he knelt down to Buzanmui and kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you the boss, thank you the boss for help."

He pulled the personal soldiers up with a handful of mud and said solemnly: "You go to the back and choose your brothers now and take them to attack the enemy from the room. You must be quick. If this battle is successful, I will reward you with great rewards."

When the personal soldier heard this, the joy of being promoted immediately disappeared, and cold sweat rolled down from his back.

Isn’t this feeling of feeling uncomfortable for yourself?

But the boss said that he could see the big knife leaning against the table and still bleeding. The air conditioner was whirling on his back. He had a chance to fight to the death. Now he would immediately leave his head and land.

He gritted his teeth and continued to greet his men as he became colder and colder, "Don't worry, I'll fight to the death." Then he ran to greet his men without saying anything.

After a while, countless poles were climbing up on the rooms on both sides, shouting and rushing towards the rear team of a tiger in the west of the city.

As soon as I got into the room, countless poles emerged from a tiger. Instead of holding swords and guns, they quickly demolished the roof in front of themselves.

Xicheng is all civilian areas, all of which are thatched houses. It is easy to demolish them. In a short while, they are demolished. When they are not touching mud, countless torches suddenly thrown out there. The roof of the house that is not touching mud immediately starts to smoke and fires roll into the sky. His brothers can't hide for a while. Countless people are swallowed by the fire and smoke, and the wailing sounds soar into the sky in the rolling smoke.

The heart that was not stuck in mud couldn't help but sink to the bottom of the valley again.

It seems that this method gives people the opportunity to take the lead and the battle is assigned to the starting point.

The deadlock must be broken, or the night is long and dreamy. Not to mention the government army is on the side, the Gai Ji Tian and the Hushan Hu are an unstable factor. Although they are still neutral now, once they lose too much or have exhausted a long battle, the two kids may take advantage of the situation to rob and eat black. After all, they still have nearly 10,000 martial arts in the hands of the two of them.

You must cut the mess quickly to suppress those fenceists.

The big old man who was supervising the battle at several other interfaces came over the battle and ran over anxiously, Buzannii and asked with red eyes: "How is it? Are there any progress on your side?"

The big old man said with a sad face: "The boss, no, that kind of thing is not our own, and the attack is not effective. Not only did one of them fail to attack, but he also let the unicorn on the opposite side turn it back. If I hadn't led my brothers to the top, the kid would have disbanded now with his men.

He stomped his feet without sticking to mud and said hatefully: "When is it time for you to preserve your strength? Let's take me to see."

"Big boss--" Big Lao Hei quickly stepped forward to say something.

"Don't talk nonsense. Now it's time for life and death. If you can't say anything, you have to use some thunderous means." Yan said here, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

It's like this now. The allies here have already obtained money, food and a prosperous appeasement land. Everyone is waiting to rob them and go home to celebrate the New Year with satisfaction. However, they didn't expect that a tiger came out. He was forced and tempted by his own past friendship and turned against him. However, this person's heart is not in harmony. I don't know that what they get is all snatched from others in disguise. Once they succeed, you will lose nothing.

However, the several allies of a tiger opposite were different. They were passively defended and were forced to a dead end. If they didn't fight, they would die. So they all took out their own secrets and fought with them. Now they would be judged by the superiors and inferiors. If they didn't work, they could only go astray. Anyway, things had reached this point and they had no choice but to retreat.

When I arrived at another street intersection, I saw the army of the little ally retreating again. Buzanmu grabbed the breathless leader and asked with red eyes: "Why are you retreating again? Can't you stabilize the front?"

The leader immediately felt dissatisfied when he saw Buzhanni and his personal soldiers coming, blocking his retreat. He said carelessly: "What else can it be? The opponent is so powerful that we are killed and injured. We really can't attack. Then we retreat and take a break and attack again."

"What? The opponent is powerful? You can only stand at a dozen or twenty people at this small street intersection. What's the use of him? Attack, give me all my strength."

The head of the pole knew that it was right to not touch the mud, but just as it was not touching the mud, everyone had already achieved the benefits, so why did they have to kill them? Isn’t this necessary at all? A tiger has also worked hard to break the city, but you are too greedy and mean, and you have placed the fertile land in your own name. What they gave them was the ruins of the West City. They were more reasonable to reason with you, but they simply had the intention of swallowing them up. If it weren’t for the past friendship, I would have been full of buckets, so I wouldn’t be too lazy to get into the muddy waters of you.

"Order me to attack." Budhidian gritted his teeth.

"Then I have to wait until I have lunch before coming. Brothers are all hungry now."

My head was so angry that I was buzzing with lunch? When was this time? I just finished breakfast.

"It's too late to wait until you have lunch. If the tiger makes any mistakes turn the tables, then your captured territory will be nothing."

Then the pole muttered, "I'm afraid you're gone first."

Bushimu sounded like a knife, and the big knife pierced into the belly of the pole head without any warning. The pole head was stunned by the sudden change and didn't know the pain. He looked at Bushimu with an incredible gaze, and then looked at the big knife on his stomach. He pointed weakly at Bushimu, and his throat clattered, but he couldn't make any sound.

Buzhanmu smiled and pulled the big knife back. The scarlet blood was still on the big knife. The scene was even more shocking. He shouted at the pole who was stunned by the sudden change: "Things are about life and death. If you don't go forward, you will be killed."

When the boss saw that the boss had done such a decisive thing, he was shocked at the time, but when he saw that the pole had already yelled and rushed towards Wushen, he did not dare to neglect it. He shouted and rushed forward with his subordinates.

The other party was still caught off guard, but he was prepared without any mud, and the minions chopped all the confidants on the pole head when they didn't know what was going on.

Thousands of people who lost their leader were now confused. Looking at the army without mud that was pressed down step by step like a wall, everyone was at a loss.

"Now, you are brothers who are not muddy. From now on, everyone will eat delicious and spicy food with me, and a big bowl of wine and meat."

At a loss, for these lower-level poles, they are the same as anyone else, but they are just changing their jobs. There is no loyalty at all. There is a blockade in front and a large army behind. I don’t know who is the real enemy, but moving forward is also dead, and retreating back will die faster. So move forward. If you don’t win without being stuck in mud and you survive by chance, you might be really a big bowl of wine and big pieces of meat.

So he stood there silently waiting for the next step of making arrangements without getting stuck in mud.

Looking at those poles that no longer have the desire to resist, they put their hearts in their stomachs without getting stuck in mud. Fortunately, they cut the mess quickly and made a decision. Otherwise, they would fight here, so why would they not give a tiger an opportunity to take advantage of it?

"Big Lao Hei, now you arrange these brothers under your hands, and then you supervise the battle and start the attack."

"Yes." The big old man Hei was overjoyed. The more than a thousand and two thousand people were divided into his military officials. His strength in the counterfeit village immediately increased greatly, and he completely became the real master of the counterfeit village. This is really a matter of falling from the sky.

At this time, Budzukan ordered a personal soldier to cut off the head of the pole head and ordered him to say, "Go, take this guy's head, go to the other allies to declare, tell them that if they want to preserve their strength, this is their end."

"Yes." The personal soldier cut the pole of human head and carried it bloodily, galloping towards other allies.

Buzhanni looked at the personal soldiers who were leaving, and at this time he couldn't help but feel anxious. He needed to strengthen his strength, but where is his strength?

It seems that it is a plan that I have set up after starting the alliance.

So, he called a close confidant who had been following him and whispered: "Go and find the person you contact, start it."
Chapter completed!