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Chapter 39 Please Chang'an strengthen my Central Plains!(2/2)

Compared with the previous battle loss ratio, it can be said that the Central Plains tried their best to consume the barbarians.

However, the law of heaven swept over the barbarian country, and the barbarian men were strong and strong. This innate advantage could not be compensated for by a strong will.

What's more, the giant net weapon that reappeared on the battlefield of Xishu has yet to be found in the Central Plains to break. The two saints spent time to resist, but the battlefield has long been unpredictable, and the giant net must be broken as soon as possible.

Outside the military camp, the pale Zhe Lansu, after thinking for a long time, headed in the direction of the empress's chariot.

As if he had guessed his intention, the academy master hesitated for a moment and then followed suit.

"Here we go to the isolated city to recruit Chang'an, and kill Yama with one sword and one man!"

"May your Majesty accept your advice!"

Arriving outside the chariot tent, Zhe Lansu knelt down and worshiped on the ground. His voice spread far and wide.

The arrow wound on his shoulder was not treated in time, and blood soaked his clothes.

"Please help Chang'an strengthen the Central Plains!" Zhe Lansu said loudly, with a trace of panic in his eyes.

The battle in the Western Region is difficult to win!

He knows it, coach Xu Ting knows it, and the surviving elites also know it!

At that time, morale was extremely high. It was the most powerful spiritual will in the Central Plains. However, after encountering setbacks, that spirit dissipated.

There is a huge gap in strength. He has been loyal to the barbarian country for decades and clearly feels the orderliness of the barbarian army.

This is how the barbarian country is. If there is no disorder, the fighting power will not collapse.

Only by giving them a head-on attack can we overturn the order and cause panic to the barbarian army.

And the madman in the hinterland is the perfect candidate.

He really has the ability to kill thousands of armies by himself. Even if his strength is reduced by half after leaving the isolated city, he can definitely cause trouble in the rear of the empire.

"Go back!" The empress walked out slowly in a golden armor, her delicate jade cheeks extremely cold.

Pei Jingshu, who was standing behind him, also had a cold face. What does this mean, asking His Majesty to tie the chains of national justice to Gu Changan?

"Everything is for victory!" Zhelan said with a mournful expression. He had lost a total of five thousand men.

Li Deyu, Minister of the Ministry of War, hesitated to speak, moved his lips for a while, and then whispered:

"Your Majesty, according to the information from earlier scouts, the barbarian army is undefended behind, and Gu Changan has enough ability..."

"Don't say anything!" the empress cut off his words with a dark look in her eyes.

The atmosphere around him was as stiff as iron.

Master Ruan Xian and other martial arts saints looked at each other and did not come forward in the end.

So cruel!

If Gu Changan hadn't absorbed the misfortune alone, the million-strong army would have collapsed without a fight. He has already made the greatest contribution to the battle for the fate of the country.

But now, letting him attack by surprise, with hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops, is tantamount to death.

Do heroes deserve to die?

Liu Shang at the far end felt dizzy and almost stumbled to the ground. He screamed like crazy to attract attention, "No... no... no..."

God knows how many times he repeated these two words, but he felt a cold sadness filling his heart.

He had always thought that meeting would require a grand ceremony. He would wait until a million-strong army, he would wait until the Central Plains was victorious, and pick up the heroes of Anxi and Chang'an in the most solemn way.

This shouldn't be the case!

"Aren't you ashamed of the vastness of China and its millions of troops, but you hope that one person can defeat it?"

"Gu Changan is already in such a difficult situation, and I want to stab him in the heart with my own hands!"

The empress couldn't control her emotions, and there was a deep coldness in her eyes.

"Zhe Lansu, what are your intentions?" The eldest princess of Chu also asked sternly and directly slapped her:

"Could it be that you want to surrender to the barbarians again?"

Zhe Lan was so heartbroken that he stood up and stopped talking.

Although the proposal was very vicious and cruel, he believed that Gu Changan had the ability to break the ice.

Just imagine, if there is a fire in the barbarian army's backyard, the front line will definitely be in panic. Isn't this an excellent opportunity for the Central Plains Army to advance?

Besides Gu Changan, who can single-handedly disrupt the army?

He has the ability, and he is located in the hinterland of the Western Region. The time, place and people are favorable, so he must take advantage of him.

Countless people in the square were silent, so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

They don't understand, but this barbarian doesn't know what is the most important thing for the Chinese nation.

conscience.

Conscience is the most important thing and cannot be deceived by ghosts and gods.

If I really give this order, my conscience will be uneasy for the rest of my life.

"Please Chang'an strengthen my Central Plains."

A hoarse voice came suddenly, and coach Xu Ting slowly walked in surrounded by guards.

He held a stack of blood-stained family letters and said calmly:

"So many ordinary people sacrificed their lives for the Central Plains. I implore Gu Changan to continue moving forward, all for the sake of victory."

"This is a pre-war military order that cannot be violated in China."

"I, Xu Ting, did this evil thing."

After saying that, he walked towards Liu Shang who was unconscious and said softly:

"Feel sorry."

"Are there any reinforcements?" Liu Shang had tears in his eyes.

Xu Ting was suffering in his heart, but as the coach of a million-strong coalition, how could he reveal any weakness?

"No!"

"No, hahahaha... no." Liu Shang suddenly laughed unbridled, and his sharp laughter echoed in the square.

Both the civil and military officials of the Seven Kingdoms and the martial arts practitioners felt waves of cramping pain, and were overwhelmed by sadness and guilt.

There are no reinforcements.

Just like before, Gu Changan had to fight alone.

"Is Chang'an coming to this world to be punished?"

"I would rather not climb out of Yumen Pass, I would rather not learn ventriloquism, I would rather Kucha City fell sixty-three years ago!"

A drop of water fell into Liu Shang's eye socket. Suddenly he squatted down and covered his face. His thin back twitched violently, and tears flowed silently from his fingers.

What pushed Chang'an into a more cruel hell was the Central Plains, and it was the national justice that Chang'an cared about so much!

Everyone said while feeling guilty:

Chang'an, you are capable of doing this, and you can be even more crazy.

But how much pain and suffering he has to endure!

“Fuck you Zhongyuan!”

Liu Shang stood up suddenly and left without looking back.

"Are you going to sneak attack an army of hundreds of thousands?" He stared at the Academy Master with scarlet eyes.

The Master averted his eyes.

"It's you instead?!" Liu Shang stared closely at Beiliang Ruan Xian.

Ruan Xian also bowed his head.

Liu Shang smiled ferociously:

"You want to say that you are not afraid of death, but you can't do it. Only Chang'an can kill an army, right?"

"How about stabbing you ten thousand times and crushing your intestines to see if it hurts?"

"I really regret why I didn't die on the road to the Western Regions."

He shed tears across the guilty faces.

It was this group of people who asked Chang'an to die!

But when Liu Shang walked through the military camp, looking at countless ordinary men with firm faces, looking at those young faces standing upright, he suddenly looked like old soldiers fighting to the death at the top of the city.

He stopped and sobbed silently.

For the Central Plains.

For the fucking Central Plains!


Chapter completed!
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