"Master, it's time to get up!"

In the early morning, a touch of morning sun entered the house through the window, and the lazy and charming voice sounded in Shang Ji's ears.

Shang Ji opened his eyes, glanced at Lilith, who was only wearing fuchsia pajamas, exposing a large area of snow-white skin to the air, and waved her hand and rubbed her head.

Lilith squinted, her long eyelashes twitching and twitching, enjoying Shang Ji's petting like a kitten.

After playing for a while, Lilith said reluctantly: "Master, it's time to eat, the civil and military ministers of Pingzhou are back today, and the master will go to discuss the matter later!" ”

At the mention of this, Shang Ji's mood immediately became a little low. Because of the strict restrictions of the system, the harvest that Shang Ji could bring back to Dahan was greatly reduced. In particular, in terms of personnel, the quota of 720,000 is simply not enough, and which troops to bring back has become a thorny issue.

Shang Ji was also not easy to act arbitrarily, so he issued an edict to recall all the major generals and high-ranking officials stationed abroad to discuss the return of the matter.

As for Lilith, more than two years was enough for her to get what she wanted.

At present, she is already a veritable second master of Pingzhou, and she controls the blood clan legion, and her weight in the Pingzhou military system is getting heavier and heavier.

After bidding farewell to Shang Ji, Lilith slowly got up, and with a wave of her slender hand, the light gauze dress on her body immediately changed into a golden-purple lady's dress, and a small golden crown appeared on the top of her head, full of seductive and noble temperament.

"Inform Callint and Joyce that it's time for us to go too!"

"Yes, my king!"

In the shadows, a cold girl suddenly sounded. It turned out that there was still a gorgeous girl with a cold face hidden in the shadow of the corner, but she was motionless before, and no breath leaked out of her body, so she really couldn't find it if she didn't care to investigate.

Two quarters of an hour later, in the council hall of the city lord's mansion, the senior civil and military of the Pingzhou army gathered together to discuss the return journey.

"You are all the pillars of Pingzhou, I don't know what you think about the current air disaster facing our army?"

Shang Ji looked around, and when he saw that everyone was coming, he didn't talk nonsense, he went straight to the point and asked.

For a while, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all speechless.

The system has been rigidly stipulated, and only 720,000 people can be taken away, and the remaining more than 8 million people have to stay in the Death Continent.

Of the 9 million troops, in addition to the 6 million second-line garrison troops, the other 3.6 million mobile troops are composed of pure special arms, and the majority of them are the major main battle corps under the names of the generals here.

Even if the garrison corps didn't take any of them, the mobile corps would only be able to take less than a quarter.

There is a serious shortage of places, and everyone wants to bring back more troops under their command. But everyone here was a potential competitor, and the relationship between colleagues was good, and the atmosphere became a little awkward, and no one spoke first for a while.

This is actually an unsolvable problem, and even Shang Ji has a headache.

Now there are more than 200,000 Black Armor Xuanqi alone, and even after deducting the scattered garrisons in major cities, the rest have two entire legions with a total of 200,000 people.

These 200,000 people can be said to be brave soldiers, each of them has experienced a hundred battles, and none of them want to stay. However, there are only 720,000 places, once all the 200,000 Black Armor Xuanqi are added, what will happen to the other armies?

60,000 Shura Guards, 40,000 Phoenix Dance Guards, 10,000 Flying Phoenix Fire Riders, and 6,000 Spellcaster Legions, do these extremely difficult armies to assemble have to be taken away?

Sun Rider, Silver Dragon Iron Rider, Sun Shooter, Greedy Wolf Rider, Ice Shield Battle, Dragon Spearman, Northern Crossbow Tiger, Divine Sword Guard............ There are a whole bunch of high-level special classes to be assigned.

Moreover, there are hundreds of large and small generals in the Pingzhou Army (more than first-class), and each general has a different number of pro-guard troops, and there are even thousands of pro-guard troops of top generals such as Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong, how can these pro-guard troops be arranged?

You must know that those who can be selected into the pro-guard army, even if they are not the most elite army in the department, are almost the same, and Shang Ji is reluctant to discard them.

Seeing that no one spoke, Shang Ji had to take the initiative to name him: "Strategist, what do you think about this matter?" How are places allocated? ”

As soon as Shang Ji's voice fell, everyone's eyes focused on Xi Zhicai. As a military division of the Pingzhou Army, the first person in the military in the Department of Cultural Management, Xi Zhicai has a very high say in this kind of matter, and even Shang Ji will not easily refute Xi Zhicai's suggestion.

Being stared at by dozens of core generals of the Pingzhou Army, even Xi Zhicai felt unprecedented pressure. After thinking about it for a while, Xi Zhi slowly spoke: "Lord, my subordinates think that we might as well follow the ......"

"Wait!"

Before Xi Zhicai could say the specific distribution plan, a loud voice suddenly interrupted Xi Zhicai's speech. Everyone followed the prestige, but they saw that the person who spoke out was Guo Jia!

After several years of experience, Guo Jia has long lost his original immaturity at this time. After the training of Xi Zhicai, Guo Jia even has a tendency to be better than the blue in military strategy, if it weren't for his too loose personality, Xi Zhicai would even start to consider whether to abdicate and make way for Xian.

"Lord, all the robes!"

Guo Jia stood up and saluted, and then said loudly: "Before discussing the specific allocation of places, my subordinates have a discovery that needs to be reported to the lord. ”

"Oh? What did Bonghyo find? Hurry up! ”

"The lord must also know that his subordinates went to the 'continental border' a few days ago?"

Xi Zhicai smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said helplessly: "Don't mention this matter again, let's get down to business!" ”

The so-called continental borders are the "borders" of the Continent of Death. As mentioned earlier, the Dead Continent is a boxy rectangle surrounded by dense fog, and the effect is exactly the same as the original enchantment. There are quite a few players and organizations trying to make it through the Fog Zone, but five years have passed, and none of them have succeeded.

Because Huaxia District is too far away from the mainland border, except for Yan Huang who sent a reconnaissance team to go over to investigate, other Huaxia District players only know about the mainland border by hearing.

Some time ago, Guo Jia suddenly left a letter, and then ran with a few relatives to survey the mainland border. It was also this incident that completely dispelled Xi Zhicai's idea of abdicating and making way for Xian - Guo Jia's temperament is really unreliable!

Hearing Xi Zhicai's slightly reproachful voice, Guo Jia didn't feel embarrassed at all, and continued with great interest: "After the subordinates explored the border of the continent on the spot, they made an astonishing conjecture - maybe our so-called Heavenly Soldier Group is on the same continent!" ”

"What?"

"What??"

"Huh??"

……………………

Immediately, there was a commotion in the hall, and even Shang Ji's face changed. Although the Heavenly Soldier Group has been driven away for more than two years, every time they recall the original battle, it seems that the tip of their nose can still faintly smell a smell of blood.