"Yes, Brother Xiangshan's arrangement is to send troops from the King City to Dayan. This matter should have been passed to Dayan Pass by the Mo Clan in the King City. If they want to survive, they must ensure that they are in Withdraw from Dayan within half a month, otherwise it will be too late."
Although it will take at least one month for the Eastern and Western troops to come from Wangcheng, if the Mo people want to evacuate safely, they must make a half-month advance, otherwise they are very likely to encounter Eastern and Western troops with their ancestors on the way. , This is not a good thing for the Mo people.
"Then do you think the Mo clan lord... is dead?" Ouyang Lie turned to look at Mi Jinglun, what he didn't understand was exactly the matter, although he had some inferences in his heart, he didn't dare to be too sure.
"The king should not be dead!" Mi Jinglun concluded.
"Why see?"
"The Mo people want peace talks, they are going to bypass my South and North Army and return to the King City. If the King Lord dies, the King City will be overthrown. What is the point of returning to the King City? The Mo people who went to the Fengyun Theater, or the Mo people who went to the Qingxu Theater to the right, now that they want to return to the royal city, it means that the king is still alive."
Ouyang Lie nodded when he heard the words, "I think so too, haha, it seems that the old saying is pretty good, but it turns out that the heroes see the same thing."
He was a reckless man, and shamelessly put gold on his face, making himself seem very clever, Mi Jinglun smiled slightly: "There is one more obvious point."
"Oh? Which point."
Mi Jinglun raised his finger at Dayan Pass: "If the King City is destroyed, the king-level ink nest will definitely not exist, and the domain master-level ink nest of Dayan will also be annihilated. Now that Dayan's ink nest is well, it means that the king city is there. The ink nest is unharmed, the ink nest is unharmed, and the lord is unharmed!"
Ouyang Lie nodded fiercely: "It's time and time, I think so."
…
At Dayan Pass, when the Mo tribe domain masters were still discussing whether the human race had any conspiracy, there was a lord who hurriedly reported: "The human race is rapidly approaching Dayan. Watching its power, it is the eighth rank!"
Headed by the domain master of Hundi, all domain masters were shocked.
Hudi said: "How many people have come?"
The lord returned: "There are only two people."
"Can there be traces of a human army behind you?"
"The Terran army is standing still on the garrison, there is nothing unusual."
Humdi couldn't believe it. He hurriedly flicked towards the city wall, fixed his eyes and looked at the past. As expected, the two figures on the other side turned into streamers, and they were hurriedly approaching Dayan.
It was indeed an 8-Rank, and Hundi could clearly feel the power of the 8-Rank Open Heaven in the person who came.
Are there really only two people? Even though they have been enemies for many years, Hudi couldn't help but praise these two human races for their eighth-rank spirit.
If he changed his words, he would never dare to act like this.
When the previous group of Mo people returned to report on the situation, they all felt that Human Race agreed to negotiate a million miles outside Dayan Pass. There must be conspiracy and tricks to be used. But now, it seems that there is no conspiracy and tricks. The two eighth ranks are just like this. When they came, it seemed that they were too petty.
Seeing this scene, a group of domain masters are all a little bit frustrated. If the human race really uses any conspiracy and tricks, they can find a way to deal with it, but how should we deal with this situation
All the domain masters looked at Hudi, waiting for him to make up his mind.
Hudi groaned for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Human race has this spirit, but my Mo race doesn't have it? Who will come forward to welcome the guests with me?"
If he had a choice, Hengdi would definitely not leave Dayan Pass, but now he is the master of this site and the principal of the Mo Clan.
The gaze swept across the faces of the domain masters, all domain masters were silent, and there were no volunteers.
Hudi sighed in his heart, knowing that the domain masters were shocked by those eighth rank human races during the last war. In that battle, a personal eighth rank home forgotten to die, regardless of his life or death, he had to drag the domain. The masters died together. Although he did not participate in the war at the time, he was sitting in Dayan, but afterwards he also heard of the tragic and strong of the battle, and he was easy to be in. If he had experienced such a battle personally, he would be able to deal with the eighth rank of the human race. Just as fearful as these domain owners.
If no one takes the initiative to come out, then you can only call the name.
Hundi looked at a domain master who was like a human race: "Nd, you follow me."
The domain master was shocked when he heard the words, and never expected that Hengdi would spot her, but under the eyes of all the people, and next to decide the survival of the entire Dayanmo clan, she naturally could not tolerate her shrinking, so she could only bite the bullet and nod her head. Said: "Yes!"
"Let's go!" Hundi waved his hand, and took the lead to swept toward the city wall and greeted him forward, followed by Nyongyi.
When it is a million miles away from Dayan, Hengdi stands still and waits!
Neodymium took a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.
The speed of the eighth ranks of the two human races in front is not fast or slow, and it takes about half an hour to arrive, but the vigorous aura can be clearly perceived, and the figure hidden in the light can be faintly seen.
Neodymium suddenly seemed to have discovered something, shaking his whole body, and said in amazement: "He didn't die!"
"What?" Hudi looked at her puzzledly.
Neodymary pointed to one of the two shining lights in front of him: "The one with the hotter breath should be a human race with red hair. The Sting Domain Master died in his hands. He should have died at the time, but now It seems that he is still alive."
When the master of the sting pounding domain died in battle, Neodymium was nearby, and she watched that sting pounding was killed by the red-haired 8-Rank Open Sky One Sword, but the breath of that 8-Rank Open Heaven was also withered immediately afterwards, she thought Those eight products followed in the footsteps of stinging.
Only now did I know that those eight products were not dead!
Feeling the familiar aura, Neodymium couldn't help but recall the fierce fighting style of this burly man in that battle, and couldn't help but shudder.
And hearing what she said, Hudi couldn't help but pay more attention to the hotter aura. He could perceive that although the aura was strong, it seemed to be faintly unstable. It should be because of the unhealed injury.
From this point of view, although this person survived the battle ten years ago, he was injured very seriously, otherwise he would not have been able to recover for such a long time.
Terran...
After fighting with the human race for so many years, Hundi has never understood the advantages of this race. The cultivation speed is not as fast as the Mo race, and the physical fitness is not as strong as the Mo race. Energy continuously breeds an infinite army.
However, for countless years, the situation on the battlefield of Mo has always been so anxious, and the Mo clan has never formed a tendency to crush the human clan.
If you have to find an advantage, it is tenacious!
A race that is not tenacious enough cannot resist the Mo people.
After half an hour, the two streamers fled to the front and stopped at a distance of less than a hundred miles from Hengdi and Neodymium.
This distance can be said to be extremely dangerous. For the domain masters and the eight-Rank Open Heavens, it is simply the kind that can touch each other face-to-face with a hand.
This made Hengdi and Nyongyi involuntarily tensed up.
The stream of light dissipated, revealing two figures, one dressed as a Confucian scholar, with a feather fan, and one with red hair and a strong figure.
Compared with the tension of Hengdi and Neodymium, the two human races who came from afar were calm and calm. The red-haired eighth-Rank even saw their tension and smiled contemptuously.
This makes Hundi secretly annoyed, and now their two domain masters are backed by Dayan Pass. If it is a little abnormal, the power of the many magic circle secret treasures in Dayan Pass can be poured out, afraid of him!
On the contrary, the two races who came were isolated and helpless, and there really was a conflict between them, which would not benefit them at all.
Thinking about it this way, his expression relaxed, and he clasped his fists like a human race: "Hangdi!"
Ndy Yi immediately followed up with his name and surname.
Mi Jinglun smiled slightly and replied: "Dayan Northern Army, Mi Jinglun!"
"Dayan Southern Army, Ouyang Lie!"
Hudi was stunned. After fighting with each other for so many years, he realized that the army was named after Dayan in the beginning, which shows their determination to regain Dayan.
"Although I have not heard of the names of the two gentlemen, after years of fighting, I can see that the two have outstanding strategies. Over the years, my Dayanmo clan has suffered a lot from both of them."
Mi Jinglun smiled slightly and said: "My human race is weak, so naturally we can only win by strategy. We are enemies on the battlefield, and we will not show mercy when we start."
Ouyang Lie suddenly whispered Mi Jinglun quietly: "Does the Mo people also flatter?"
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. This was a range of sound transmission. Humdi and Ndyya naturally heard clearly, and for a while their expressions were a bit uncontrollable.
Hundi suppressed the anger in his heart, and continued: "However, although my Mo people have suffered heavy losses, you and the Humans have suffered no small losses. These years, neither of us has taken advantage of anyone. Now my Mo people are even more comfortable. Dayan, your human race is not strong enough, and you may be powerless if you want to tackle the problem."
Mi Jinglun's smile did not change: "The matter of tackling the key is under consideration, and the success or failure can only be known after the fight."
Hudi frowned and said, "Sir, aren't you afraid that the entire army will be wiped out by the human race?"
Mi Jinglun's feather fan shook, and said with a smile: "My human race never fears death. This is the fifth rank, the sixth rank is like this, and the seventh rank is like this. It is the same for these eight ranks. I believe that the Mo clan has already noticed the previous battle. The determination of my human race is over."
Hun Di Ning said: "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I have heard of it afterwards, Human Race... It's really amazing."
Mi Jinglun closed the feather fan and said, "Let’s talk less gossip. Earlier, the Mo ethnic envoys went to my human race and said that the Mo ethnic group was interested in peace talks? I don’t know how Mr. Hengdi wants to make peace talks? I'm here to talk to Mi Mou about the soldiers of the two races. More courageous, who is more able to sacrifice one's life for righteousness?"
Hundi said: "Naturally not, since we want peace talks, let's talk about it. Now my Mo race is sitting on Dayan, Human race is not strong enough to overcome problems, so stalemate, it is nothing but a waste of energy and time, and this Dayan Guan Ben is the Human Race Pass, not the foundation of our Mo race. After careful discussion with the domain owners, they decided to return Dayan to the Human Race. I don't know if the Human Race is willing to accept it."
Mi Jinglun said: "My human army came from afar to regain Dayan. Since the Mo people have to give it back, how can there be any reason not to accept it?"