Chapter 89： The enemy who was finally alarmed

When the four commanders were promoted, Yue Chen's system had more names that needed to be promoted.

Wang Dahui... Li Dazuo... Looking for big money.

Yue Chen gritted his teeth, as long as he jumped out of his name, all of them improved.

Soon, Yue Chen sadly discovered that, instead of increasing, his divine coin was decreasing.

Until after about fifty positions were promoted, the speed of promotion began to slow down, and the magic coins showed signs of improvement.

"Boom!"

A yellow light exploded on Yue Chen's body.

Upgraded.

Host: Yue Chen.

Cultivation: Battle Commander Tier Nine.

Mind: Chaos Thunder Jue.

Martial Skills: Starry Night Swordsmanship, Lightning Flash Experience: 320/250000 Magic Coins: 6780 Subordinates: Wen Zaixing, Rock Bear, Zhao Tianlong...Masters: Sun Shangxiang, Mu Guiying, Qin Shiyuan, Xun Yu, Xu Chu, Gao Shun, Zhang Zhao ... Shenbing: Sifang sword, Ningyue Kai is now at the ninth level of the battle commander, and one more level is the peak of the battle commander, and then the target is directed at the battle spirit.

Once promoted to war spirit...many generals under his command can be unlocked and reach the realm of war king.

That is a realm that can fly into the sky and escape the ground, and can support the realm of a third-level kingdom.

According to the strength of Lu Buxu Chu and others, even if the Emperor of War is coming, they may be able to pull a wrist. Now, the peripheral massacre is still continuing, and the beating of Yue Chen's experience has not stopped... the killing is continuing.

Two hours later, Yue Chen's subordinates had reached the four hundred battle commander.

Yue Chen's divine coin has also remained at three digits.

The massacre on the periphery is also nearing its end.

A full 40,000 people died in the massacre, and fewer than 10,000 were left.

This battle has greatly improved Yue Chen's strength.

In the center of the barracks, Xu Changhong was suddenly awakened by a neighing war horse.

"what happened!"

Xu Changhong walked out of the barracks in his coat.

With heavy snowfall, Xu Changshi came from the military tent next door wrapped in white leather, and said to Xu Changhong, "I don't know what's going on, the war horse is suddenly frightened."

"Oh!"

Xu Changhong looked hard into the distance, and across the heavy snow, the entire camp looked normal.

However, an uneasy emotion arose in my heart inexplicably.

Xu Changhong shouted: "Have the pigeons from Nanshan Pass flying here?"

"Yes, the carrier pigeons dropped down half an hour ago.

Everything is normal at Nanshan Pass! "

While talking, Xu Changshi handed a note to Xu Changhong. Xu Changhong looked at the signature and the time, and his heart finally calmed down a lot.

Suddenly, Xu Changhong frowned, sniffed the air vigorously, and said in a deep voice: "Folds, have you smelled..." "What..." Xu Changhong's face suddenly changed: "No," How could there be such a strong smell of blood."

"Seriously!"

In the distance, the warhorses were greatly frightened and screamed.

Immediately, a heavier and heavier smell of blood floated, filling the air, accompanied by the cold wind, it was significantly humid and smelly.

Xu Changhong sternly shouted: "Come on, sound the drum, raise the handsome and handsome flag, hurry!"

After speaking, Xu Changhong personally ran to the war drum not far away, took a long breath of the drumstick, and then ran his power to slam the drum hard.

"Boom...boom...boom..." Bursts of muffled thunder blasted between the sky and the earth.

Upon seeing this, the other guards also picked up their drums and beat them. Xu Changhong's handsome flag was raised high, hunting in the cold wind.

The handsome banner alone was obviously a bit lonely...The sleeping soldiers were still shocked after all, especially some of the commanding masters, feeling sensitive, waking up from the camp, and then kicking the sleeping subordinates beside them.

"Marshal! Yan Shihui leads the public to report!"

A general led a thousand people standing not far from Xu Changhong.

Xu Changhong ignored it and continued beating.

The sound of war drums continued to explode.

More and more soldiers gathered around Xu Changhong.

Until... the time of half a stick of incense.

Under Xu Changhong's command, nine thousand soldiers have gathered.

These are the elites in the army, and the guards are located around Xu Changhong, in the inner camp of the army.

Xu Changhong banged vigorously, except for the heavy kicking sound of his subordinates, the entire barracks were quiet, and no new soldiers appeared.

Rao is a nervous person, but he also feels something is wrong.

The fifty thousand army, now there are only nine thousand gathered.

What about the rest?

Live to hell.

After beating for another full five minutes, no new soldiers gathered by Xu Changhong's side.

Xu Changhong put down the drumsticks and then roared: "Where are the people."

At the same time, the soldiers seemed to feel something in their hearts while looking into the distance.

In the military tent in the distance, people slowly stepped out.

They wore white cloaks, stepped on the heavy snow, and slowly walked out of the military tent.

They are carrying swords with blood dripping from them.

There are so many people in all directions... Xu Changhong's heart sank to the bottom... This is a phenomenon he has never faced before.

"You, who are you!"

Exhausting all his strength, Xu Changhong let out this roar.

The other person's figure separated, revealing a passage, a young figure with a white cloak, walked slowly with his hand under the **** of a beautiful general.

After walking to the front of the crowd, the young figure smiled slightly, clasped his fist and said, "Yue Guo, Yue Chen, I have met Marshal Xu."

"Yue...Chen..." Xu Changhong's eyes widened and he uttered these two words inconceivably.

"You actually appeared here!"

Xu Changhong gritted his teeth and shouted, "How did you do it."

Yue Chen chuckled and said, "So, there is no need to explain to Marshal Xu."

"What about my soldiers...they..." Xu Changhong's heart was bleeding when he said this.

Looking at the other's **** sword and seeing the silent military camp, he had already thought of something.

But, that was tens of thousands of lives. He was responsible for the youths brought out from various homes... Could it be that they were just like this... Even with one-tenth of a million hopes, Xu Changhong still asked this sentence. Later, his body was trembling slightly, for fear of hearing words that made him desperate.

Yue Chen said indifferently: "They, the place of death is very peaceful..." Xu Changhong's fists were clenched subconsciously, his nails embedded in the flesh, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and he roared: "Yue Chen, it's all one by one Human life, you, you are so cruel..." "Hahaha!"

There was a strong sneer on Yue Chen's face, and he said loudly, "Marshal Xu is a veteran in the army, do you want to mess up our military with these remarks?

They don't die, do you want my subordinates to die?

Marshal Xu, actually you shouldn't beat this drum..." "Huh? "

Xu Changhong crossed his eyebrows and eyes, forced himself to calm down, and then looked around.

Yue Chen said indifferently: "If you don't beat this drum, the soldiers in front of you can all die peacefully, but now, they are a bit cruel..."