The front-line army is so defeated?!

This not only shocked a group of executives, including Zhu Yanshuo and ye Shijun, but also frowned at this time.

The defeat of the front line was expected by Ming Yu. After all, they faced Han 3000.

But the problem is that there should be a time limit for the collapse.

Not just a few hours.

"It's absurd that we can only draw more than three thousand soldiers back to the front line, even if we have more than three thousand soldiers to break through the front line." Help the cold voice to drink, the words are full of dissatisfaction, and even complain.

The spearhead of helping heaven is naturally Zhu Yanshuo. Zhu Yanshuo wants to refute, but he really can't find any practical reasons and excuses.

Ten thousand soldiers and various urban defense arrangements can only delay Han for more than 3000 hours. It's really embarrassing.

At this time, Mingyu opened his mouth slightly: "the power of Han 3000, only mortals can not be suppressed by quantity."

"Besides, it's still a completely violent and deadly Han 3000."

"Let alone them, even the elite troops will never be able to resist."

"Therefore, the front-line troops are in a tight war. We should understand and support them, rather than standing behind the scenes and barking incompetently."

Ming Yu's words are obviously refuting Fu Tian, which makes Fu Tian very depressed.

"Lord Zhu, send a group of experts to the front line for support immediately. In addition, send some elite troops to encircle, chase and intercept with them." Mingyu ordered.

In the above words, Lord Zhu's heart is warm. At least, the Dragon elder not only didn't blame himself for this, but also helped himself refute others.

He has no regrets that he will die for his confidant.

But the problem is the second half.

Experts and elite troops should go to support.

It's weird!

It's also completely inappropriate.

He looked at the spy, kneeling on his knees, and said, "go and wait outside the temple first. After we discuss it, we'll talk to you in detail."

The spy nodded and hurried out.

As soon as the spy left, Zhu Yanshuo saluted slightly and said, "the Dragon elder sympathizes with his subordinates. Zhu really wants to thank the saints for the soldiers on the front line."

"But according to our follow-up plan, the second battlefield is the main battlefield, while the original first battlefield is the place of consumption. In other words, the soldiers on the front line are just cannon fodder."

"Whether they sacrifice or not has nothing to do with pain and oxygen. As long as they can cause great consumption to Han 3000 for the elite in the second battlefield."

"So..."

"My subordinates don't quite understand why they have to help them. Although the support will make the front-line cannon fodder support longer and delay longer, the people and horses who left also completely disrupted the layout of our second battlefield. Isn't it worth the loss?"

Cannon fodder is cannon fodder. Although the situation reported by the spies now exceeds their estimates, it is still in an acceptable range on the whole.

If so, why disrupt the original deployment?

"Yes, we all know the meaning of cannon fodder. If they die, they will die. Why save them?" Ye Shijun was also slightly dissatisfied.

Mingyu smiled: "didn't you hear what the spy just said?"

"The spy said that the front-line war was tight. What's wrong with it?"

"Yes."

Many people are full of question marks.

But Zhu Yanshuo, a smart man, soon found a different place.

"The Dragon elder wants to say that Han 3000's attack is fatal?"

The dark rain nodded: "good."

Han 3000 is in a state of deadly attack. There are only two points. One is that he has been trapped for a long time, so he is eager to get out of trouble. The other is that he is eager to save people, so he ignores it.

"If the front-line troops can't delay too long and let Han 3000 in such a state enter the second battlefield, what's the benefit for us?"

"Maybe we'll probably win, but I don't want a high probability. I want 100 percent. Do you understand?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone suddenly realized.

Front line support is not only killing, but also killing.

Zhu Yanshuo immediately ordered the two commanders to set out immediately!

"The Dragon elder is right. The more Han 3000 wants to do, the less we let him do."

"Yes."

The two commanders hurried out.

Han 3000