Chapter 1327: Final Battle 2
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"Maybe it's because of the enmity with the Northern Desert royal family." Adjutant General A gloated.
Mu Zifeng thought deeply: "Maybe that's true." ”
Beyond that, there was no way to explain why this powerhouse had launched such a devastating attack on the Northern Desert.
"General, the last general asks to lead troops to outflank and suppress the fleeing Northern Desert Army!" Adjutant General A couldn't hide his excitement and shouted for orders.
"The last general also asked to lead troops to outflank the fleeing Northern Desert Army, the number does not need to be large, 10,000 people are enough!" Adjutant General B also shouted for his life.
The Eastern Jin Dynasty was suppressed so badly before, and now it is such an opportunity to beat the water dogs, how can they let it go?
However, Mu Zifeng's face was condensed, and he was solemn, and after a long time, he slowly shook his head: "No." ”
"Why?" Adjutant generals A and B were in a hurry.
Mu Zifeng calmly analyzed: "If that strong man deliberately seeks the bad luck of the Northern Desert, and you join the battle circle, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be lively for his old man, and when the time comes, he will be implicated in the Eastern Jin Dynasty military camp, can you afford such consequences?" ”
With the cultivation of that strong man, destroying the Eastern Jin Army was like playing, and the Eastern Jin Army was finished with a wave of his sleeves.
Seeing that the deputy generals A and B wanted to stop talking, Mu Zifeng said again: "What's more, in this kind of battle situation now, once you fall into it, you will be served like a dumpling, do you have the ability to run out?" Do you think the Eastern Jin Army is more brave and fierce than the Northern Desert Army? So, why do you have to make unnecessary sacrifices? ”
Seeing the two right-hand men hanging their heads guiltily, Mu Zifeng patted them on the shoulder: "Pass the order, the entire Eastern Jin Dynasty army retreats a hundred miles away, and then sit back and watch the show." ”
"Yes!" The two lieutenants hurriedly took the orders and left.
Mu Zifeng was still standing in place, his hands folded behind his back, his eyes half-squinted, staring at the shining figure in the distance in mid-air for a moment.
He touched his chin and frowned a little distressedly: Why does this person's figure look a little familiar?
Northern Desert Barracks.
Su Luo ran around in the crowd.
Because there was an army of millions to cover up, Mo Lao Zu couldn't lock her breath at all, so Mo Lao Zu in a rage made a devastating blow to this military camp, causing corpses to pile up on the ground and blood to flow like a river.
However, as the corpses around him continued to fall, the breath of death spread, and the breath of the living was easily recognized.
This was also the reason why Mo Lao Zu was frantically attacking the crowd.
Soon, Mo Lao Zu locked on the target he was looking for.
However, at this time, Mo Lao Zu did not quickly pursue Su Luo, instead, he took out a transparent crystal ball from his chest.
At this time, the thick clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight tilted to the ground, and the naked eye could clearly see that this transparent crystal ball was held in the palm of Mo Ancestor's hands.
This crystal ball bursts with a breathtaking light.
Suddenly, Su Luo had a very bad premonition, she felt that since Mo Lao Zu took out this crystal ball, her soul had been subjected to strong fluctuations, as if it was about to fly out of her body and rush towards the dazzling crystal ball.
What the hell is a crystal ball? How can there be such a strong attraction to the soul?
Su Luo only felt that his brain was dizzy for a while, and his body seemed to be controlled, and he moved forward step by step like a puppet.
At this time, countless corpses piled up on the ground, and a faint black smoke was filled with their bodies, and this black smoke flew up into the air, slowly converging towards the crystal ball.