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"Why didn't the scouts in front of us see each other? What's the reason? Who saw it?" The deity was as careful as everyone looked at it. Sure enough, the more than ten blue butterflies only left their bodies in the transparent fog of war.

"Scouts, let them go out more and get a little further. The nearby area is full of connections and the sand dunes are not very high. Manpower can climb up. God knows whether those people in Frozen will set up ambush waiting for us early in the morning." Mythshu put away their hearts of underestimating the enemy and said seriously. After suffering a loss from my deity, if they don't have a memory, how could Zhang Mu let him out to command the legion? What's the difference between pushing his own soldiers into the fire pit?

"There is definitely an ambush. They will never stay in the city and wait for us to fight." The deity asserted, "I just don't know where they are hiding, I'm so annoyed."

"Or why should I lead the team to explore the way forward first?" The emperor asked the two of them about their opinions. He is a master in diplomacy, but he still has to listen to these two veterans when playing war.

"No, no hurry! The military rations we carry are enough to consume with them. Be careful of sailing for ten thousand years. I have already praised Haikou. If I can't capture this frozen temple... How can I get a job with Twelve when I go back? Damn!" Mythshen suddenly cursed: "I forgot that they still have reinforcements!"

The Emperor has never told the two about the Fire Temple and the Peacock Hall. It is not that he is worried about the deity, and the myth is hurt, but there are many people and a wide variety of secrets like this. Once it is leaked, it is likely that the three armies of Chinatown will be in danger, and he is unwilling to take this risk.

A big elf wearing a blue short skirt with butterfly wings on it was flying happily in the desert. Before he could stop, a cold light flashed from afar. The big elf screamed and his body instantly disappeared, disappearing without a trace in this deserted desert.

"I saw that they were in the direction of 1o on the left." The original deity pondered.

Myth smiled sadly: "I saw it too, there are also their people on the right 3 o'clock direction. Hey, Big Ben!"

"What?"

"Thank you for reminding me during the military exercise, otherwise... I will definitely suffer a great loss in the sneak attack." Myth said sincerely.

I smiled slightly: "It is better to suffer losses on one's own people than to suffer losses on outsiders... You don't have to thank me. I believe Twelve will not appoint someone who can't even dismantle this little conspiracy to be the commander of the legion."

"Hehe, let's go left and right?"

"Just to my wish."

"What about me?" the emperor said anxiously.
Chapter completed!