Today is January 1st, the day of the meeting of the Three Towers Temples. Heads of all parties have already gone, but the convener Xiang Ningxuan led his army to fight Hemiao in Hexian.

Zhang Yun did not receive a notice of postponement or cancellation, so he could only arrange his congregation to be in a hotel next to Santa Temple to entertain him.

The world is big, and the war is the biggest. Xiang Ningxuan ran to the front line. You can't pull him back. Everyone can only wait in the hotel, chatting nonsense and exchanging information for people they know. The one who talks the most is naturally the war between Xiang Ningxuan and Hei Miao.

In fact, the battle location is not far away, just opposite Erhai Lake, with a straight line distance of only about twenty kilometers. It is just because of poor communication, and there is no way to know the specific battle situation.

In the spirit of gossip, everyone can only analyze the situation based on their imagination.

A big man was picking his feet while eating snacks and spitting out, saying, "You don't know how strong the Hei Miao army is! The mountain people are flexible in shape, flying like flying, and skillful in martial arts. Once, I took an elite team of more than 20 people to hunt a mutant beast. When I met five ordinary Black Miao soldiers, they were killed. Hei Miao's individual soldiers were much stronger than ours.

"This time, I heard about it. Commissioner Xiang only brought 10,000 people, while Heimiao had 30,000 people. Compared with the 1: The combat power gap should be even greater. I think this time it will be in danger."

A middle-aged man wearing black ethnic minority costume frowned and said, "But I heard that Commissioner Xiang is very powerful. Yesterday, didn't he control Hexian in one fell swoop?"

The man sneered at the foot and sneered: "No matter how strong he is, he is better than the leader of the Moon Bing? When it comes to fighting alone, no one in Nanzhao should be his opponent!"

"Hmph!" A cold snorkeling sounded behind the man who was sniffing his feet, which scared him to jump up. He was about to curse, but suddenly saw the person who snorted coldly, and immediately softened and bowed, "Captain Du Juan, the old man who worshiped the moon was cruel and treacherous. I'm not worried that if a special commissioner can't stand it."

"Captain Xiang can't stand it, aren't we still there?" Yang Xianyong said in a deep voice. "Although this conference was convened by Captain Xiang, even if Captain Xiang cannot come, we will hold it now. Those who are willing to come here for the meeting are brothers Nanzhao who hope to live a good life. Now, Hei Miao is strong and cruel and treacherous, and none of us is their opponent. If we don't want to become slaves of Hei Miao, we must unite and join forces to fight Hei Miao. Our families can join forces and can gather 30,000 troops, and are you still afraid of his Black Miao? I suggest that we will be in the blood tonight and we will go back to assemble the army tomorrow."

The man who stings his feet did not dare to provoke the Bai Miao clan leader, but was not afraid of Yang Xianyong. He sneered and said, "Our families have joined forces and their troops are indeed not less than Hei Miao. But the Hei Miao commands and is unified, but we are a coalition force composed of many union-affiliated troops. I know that this battle is not necessary, and I will definitely lose."

Yang Xianyong said: "That's why we have to come for a meeting, coordinate and command in a unified manner. I suggest that all of our troops be pulled out and unified. I will be able to bring 8,000 troops under my command tomorrow. Where is your troops?"

"I..." The big man with a sting foot is just a leader of a small settlement, and his subordinates can only fight for only two thousand soldiers. If all the troops are reorganized into one division, then Yang Xianyong, who sent the most troops, must be the division commander, and the others can only be the brigade commander. At that time, the official position will be clarified, and everyone can only obey Yang Xianyong, who has the highest position. Isn't that the army swallowed by him?

His eyes rolled and he said, "Geluojiao, the general under the command of the Dujuan Clan, has extraordinary martial arts skills. Moreover, the Bai Miao army is the only elite who can fight against the Hei Miao. I suggest that the Dujuan Clan leader will lead the divisions."

After all, Bai Miao is a foreign tribe, and has a peaceful personality. Even if he handed over the troops to them for the temporary command, he would not be afraid of being swallowed up. After the war, these troops were still their own. Only with soldiers could they continue to be their own local emperor.

The proposal of the man who snatched his feet was immediately approved by most small and medium-sized forces.

Yang Xianyong naturally disagreed. Hexian's power had been killed by Xiang Ningxuan. Among the survivors in Nanzhao, he was the strongest, so he naturally took it as the only one.

A group of people started arguing in an instant, and the Bai Miao leader who was elected by everyone was fine, so he could only look at the quarrels with helpless look on his face.

"In the face of the great enemy, Special Corps Xiang is still fighting against the enemy on the front line. These people do not want to work together to fight the enemy, but instead argue endlessly for the power in their hands. It's really hateful!" Zhang Yun said angrily.

Du Juan, the leader of the Bai Miao tribe, looked towards the opposite Erhai Lake and frowned and said, "Anu and General Xiang went to the front line, and I don't know if there will be any danger. It's a pity that the snake people in the south are causing trouble. Gai Luojiao took people to quell the rebellion, but they have not come back yet."

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Just as the leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect turned around and returned to the rescue, several loudspeakers were set up in the Chuncheng army formation, and yelled inside: "The leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect ran away, the leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect ran away! Go quickly, capture the leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect alive! Capture the leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect alive!"

This high-power speaker sounds extremely loudly, and it lined up to the attacking Black Miao army, repeatedly playing the news of the Moon Master's escape, even on the battlefield where the sound of cannons was rumbling, people could hear it.

The group of alien cannon fodders had long been doubtful. Fording and the others were in the front, blocking the attack of the Black Miao army like an iron gate. The Chuncheng army behind them was fully fired, and countless bullets roared and shot. He Dongjun also led an elite special forces of 1,000 people and followed Fording to rush left and right.

The alien cannon fodder fell in front of the position in large numbers, with more than 20% casualties, but there was no hope of breaking the enemy's defense line. If it weren't for the black Miao soldiers behind them, they would have collapsed long ago.

"The Moon Master is running away!" The voice came. Whether it was the alien cannon fodder or the black Miao warrior, they all turned their heads and looked at it. Sure enough, they saw the Moon Master standing on the tall earth monster with obvious targets, but they were running back.

Oh, I'll just take it. Even the extremely powerful leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect ran away. Brothers, can you beat me? Quickly dodge it!

The alien cannon fodder, who had already started to work hard because of heavy casualties, immediately shouted, threw down his weapons, and ran away with his head in his arms.

The Black Miao warriors who were pressing the formation behind them also saw the Moon-Worshiping Master who was going back. Although they did not believe that the Moon-Worshiping Master would run away, they were also uneasy. They let the deserter run away if they were not careful.

When the other foreign cannon fodders saw that they were running for their lives, no one cared about them. Except for a few who were not good at using their brains, everyone else turned around and ran for their lives.

The Black Miao army, which had already attacked in a mighty manner and almost broke into the second line of defense, fell apart in a blink of an eye.

The leader of the Moon-Worshiping Sect almost spurted out his old blood, his heart was extremely furious, his eyes were like fire, and he roared: "I just went back to clean up the flying lizard. Which of your eyes did you see me running away? These idiots who are not good enough to make trouble!"

Unfortunately, no matter how loud his voice is, it is not as good as the several loudspeakers on the Chuncheng Army's position. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!