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Volume 3 I¡¯m from the Frontier Army Chapter 353 A sad army must win

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    ps: Thank you for the blue coffee, and thank you for the bald guy who recently passed the monthly ticket. In the dream, Shentu, and the map are all new faces, so I won¡¯t name the old faces.  Chapter update is the fastest. Then I solemnly thank Brother Wuyi for becoming the first leader of the blade. I was shocked when I turned on the computer this afternoon. I wanted to add one more chapter, but I just sat down and wrote one chapter all afternoon. I was really weak at the finishing stage.  ,‡å¡­¡­.  But I think that finishing it well, not leaving it unfinished, and striving to write the best ending is the greatest reward to the book friends and the perfect explanation to the alliance leader.  In addition, I would like to report that there is no ascension map in this book. Up to this point, I have basically filled in all the holes that need to be filled in. I think the story is very complete, and the ending is at the end. I worked hard to write the battle in Shengjing and write all the details well.  The fate of the characters, and strive to deliver the perfect answer.  Also because of the ending, the writing is really slow. The update speed next month may not be as smooth as before. Please forgive me. I will report back tomorrow on how to update.  Speaking of this always makes me feel that I am very unkind We are still brothers and have become the leader of the alliance. Instead of breaking out, we will slow down the update next month  This is indeed unkind, but please understand. It is well known that ending is difficult. The reason why there are so many bad endings in online articles is not that the author does not want to write well, but that it is really torture.  I think ending the story is a perfect introduction to the blade, so I have to slow down. Also, because I have to prepare a new book, I really don¡¯t have the time to do it.  Finally, bow, be grateful, thank you!  Zhang Xiaodao has always believed that he is a person who judges the situation and acts according to his ability.  But this kind of self-conception is obviously unrealistic. More often than not, he will always move forward with a sword because of the surge of blood. No matter who is standing opposite him is the warrior of the border army, the Holy Son of the Wilderness, or the old man on the holy mountain.  Or the children of light who had just been separated by his bones were all chopped with one sword!  So when Zhang Xiaodao's blood surges, there is only one thing to do - kill!  The person we want to kill this time is the leader of the Nanshen Sect!  ?Obviously if you only look at the strength on paper.  Zhang Xiaodao cannot succeed no matter what.  But at this time, he was in the Qingzhou border that was aging and about to collapse. He was surrounded by border soldiers who seemed to be trapped in an endless swamp.  He could feel the sorrow in the hearts of thousands of withered old frontier soldiers, and he could also see the desire for survival in their cloudy eyes.  Of course he also heard the ¡®hello!  ¡¯!  ¡®Hello!  ¡¯ This vocabulary is only understood by Zhang Xiaodao and the master of Nanshen Sect in this world.  ¡°Perhaps the Nanshenmen Sect Master just said hello politely, but he used time to destroy the city before, destroying the Qingzhou border pass that Zhang Xiaodao cared about very much, and countless border soldiers who made him feel kind.  So this ¡®hello!  'In Zhang Xiaodao's eyes, it didn't mean 'hello', but that after the winner won a big victory, he made an internationally recognized gesture with his nostrils turned upward and said: "Fuck!" Zhang Xiaodao can tolerate this kind of provocation.  But he couldn't tolerate the bones appearing around him in just a short moment.  So he disappeared into the Qingzhou border and came under the giant tree with the knife in hand!  The huge branches are lush with leaves.  At the same time, it also blocked the Linxia sunshine that emerged from the blue sky after killing Liu Yichen, but the middle-aged man had disappeared. Not far in front of him were more than thirty strong men from the Western Regions headed by Situ!  Zhang Xiaodao didn't look at them, feeling all the changes around him, but he didn't find the middle-aged man in gray robe.  "The strong men in the Western Regions all looked at Zhang Xiaodao, looking at his ordinary cheeks and the butcher's knife still heavily stained with grease in his hand, and they had an irresistible illusion.  After Zhang Xiaodao's senses searched around and found no trace, he finally looked at Situ and others.  The eyes were full of murderous aura.  Someone¡¯s legs suddenly shook, making the only sound in this quiet world, which was the sound of bones cracking softly.  Situ swallowed subconsciously. He was also a strong man in the Mingxuan Realm.  He should not be frightened when facing Zhang Xiaodao, but Zhang Xiaodao's figure of scraping Liu Yichen alive before left a deep impression on him and the strong men from the Western Regions around him. They really didn't know whether to take action now, or they would die after doing so.  .  Or the ordinary boy in front of me will die.  This is a question of probability, and the answer soon emerged in people's minds: there was an 80% chance that they would die.  Not only because Zhang Xiaodao had killed the arrogant Son of Light before, but also because Zhang Xiaodao had shown the ability to appear and disappear. Even if they took action, it would be difficult for them to touch the corner of Zhang Xiaodao's clothes.  "The moment the answer emerged, Zhang Xiaodao raised the butcher's knife in his hand. The current situation was obviously that the initiative was in his hands, and none of the strong men in the Western Region were qualified.   Zhang Xiaodao didn't mind killing the people in front of him, but now he also needed to kill people to vent his anger, so he took a step forward!  This step did not take a step out of the shade, but the thirty or so so-called strong men from the Western Regions who saw this step took a step back.  This is a very interesting picture. If you look at it from a bird's eye view, the strong men of the Western Regions on the plain, backed by an army of 100,000, actually retreated because of a single person stepping forward, which will give people a strong visual impact.  And it was this step that gave Situ and the others a strong sense of shame, leaving the 100,000 Western Region troops behind them at a loss.  But Zhang Xiaodao did not take the second step because a voice sounded in his ears.  "Dao'er, we need to return to Shengjing as soon as possible!" The words came from Wang Luohan. Although Zhang Xiaodao was full of killing intent at this time, he also understood that killing these chickens and dogs was not beneficial to the overall situation, and might also waste precious time, so  He took a deep breath!  This breath was extremely long, like a giant whale sucking water, and a vortex of vitality even appeared on his lips.  Because the leader of the Nanshen Gate had just blown down the Qingzhou border gate in one breath, Zhang Xiaodao's inhalation really frightened Situ and the others.  ¡°Thump thump thump!¡± The strong men from the Western Regions headed by Situ retreated one after another, their footsteps slightly chaotic.  They had nervous expressions on their faces, and their whole bodies were tensed even more. They were afraid that Zhang Xiaodao would annihilate them into ashes with this breath. Naturally, they felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.  But Zhang Xiaodao ignored them and disappeared under the shade of the trees!  Everyone¡¯s bodies became stiffer. They were not sure whether Zhang Xiaodao was leaving or coming to kill them, so they looked around, sensing the danger.  A long time passed.  They felt that Zhang Xiaodao had left, and then they let out a sigh of relief, but they were shocked to find that their whole bodies were soaked with sweat, and they looked as embarrassed as if they had wet crotch diapers. It was so embarrassing!  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ ¡­¡­¡­ Wang Luohan was glad that she did not transmit the message too late, because she knew that Zhang Xiaodao could not kill the master of Nanshenmen no matter what.  More importantly, facing the master of Nanshenmen, shouldn¡¯t the Shengtang side, which has no chance of winning, run away?  However, Zhang Xiaodao actually walked under the giant tree in the sky, and frightened the strong men in the Western Regions to their core.  Wang Luohan naturally didn't care about the native chickens and dogs in the Western Regions, after Zhang Xiaodao returned to her.  She was thankful, but also a little baffled, and then she seemed to understand some of the truth.  The leader of Nanshenmen took action to destroy the Qingzhou border gate because he hoped that the flames of war would burn crazily in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and thus continue to weaken the mother-in-law.  The reason why Zhang Xiaodao was not killed must be the same as his purpose when he sensed Zhang Xiaodao came to this world many years ago.  Although Wang Luohan didn¡¯t know the underlying reason behind the Nanshen Sect¡¯s master¡¯s purpose, Zhang Xiaodao¡¯s safe return was good news to her.  But Zhang Xiaodao, who did not burst out the anger in his heart, looked as gloomy as the hazy sky, and his hands began to tremble slightly!  Zhang Xiaodao was born in the Bian Army.  He likes borders.  I like Bian Jun'er, and I also like Sheng Tang to be integrated into this group. Deep down in my heart, I feel honored that he is a soldier of Sheng Tang.  But today, he watched the Qingzhou border gate collapse, and watched countless border soldiers grow old and die in an instant.  This is unacceptable to him.  There is a fire in his heart!  This fire cannot be vented, because he cannot kill the master of Nanshenmen, so he can only hide this fire in his heart, but it is not extinguished.  Rather, it is like a dark fire on the grassland. When it breaks out, it will surely start a prairie fire!  ¡­¡­¡­ In the blink of an eye, the old Qingzhou border collapsed and turned into a huge ruin.  There are countless skeletons among the ruins, but the bones are not bright.  Instead, it was buried in dust.  The tens of thousands of border soldiers who stood outside the ruins and fled in time could not describe the sadness brought to them by the scene in front of them. They could only widen their eyes, purse their lips, clenched their fists, or kneel on the ground.  The only thing that unified them was the mist in their eyes. The mist turned into water and became tears.  Tears were falling in Chen Qingzhu's eyes like a continuous line of rain.  Chen Qingzhu has followed the Qingzhou border army to guard the border in the prosperous Tang Dynasty for nearly a hundred days. During these hundred days, she has learned a lot, met many lovely border soldiers, and more importantly, she has integrated into this group.  .  In Bian Jun'er's group, she felt fulfilled and at ease like never before.  The reason why she is fulfilled is because her life is busy and she hardly touches the ground every day, especially when she is in the rear army.  ??The reason why I feel at ease is because she is by my sideStanding with very reliable comrades-in-arms, these people are the towering city wall of Qingzhou border, indestructible!  But at this time, the Qingzhou border gate was gone, and there were also many fewer comrades around her.  And she was pushed out by those people!  Chen Qingzhu didn't know why she was thrown out of the border gate so quickly while standing on the city wall. She was a little confused at the time. She only knew that someone shouted: "Send Qingzhu out first!" There was no one at the border gate at that time.  They knew what was about to happen, but in the face of General Yuan Yue's crazy roar, everyone knew that something bad was about to happen.  As a frontier soldier, he naturally had the responsibility to protect the old, weak, women and children, so Chen Qingzhu, who had always been their younger sister in their eyes, was sent out first without any explanation.  Thinking of these, Chen Qingzhu gradually became out of breath. Her legs were paralyzed and she knelt on the ground full of weeds. She struggled to vent the sadness in her heart, but it seemed that this sadness could not be fully released.  It wasn't until she gradually felt faint that she got slightly better.  When Chen Qingzhu was about to faint, a big hand was placed on top of her head. The movement was very gentle, but the palm of the hand was very warm.  Chen Qingzhu's somewhat fuzzy mind gradually cleared up. She raised her head and saw Zhang Xiaodao looking at the ruins. Her heaving chest gradually calmed down.  Zhang Xiaodao solemnly said: "One day I will kill him." Chen Qingzhu knew that the 'him' Zhang Xiaodao mentioned was the middle-aged man in gray robes on the plain. He was very powerful, as powerful as a god.  She was not sure who in the world could be more powerful than that man, and she also understood that she might not be able to catch up with that man in her life, but she was extremely certain that Zhang Xiaodao could kill him, so she whispered: "Stab him a few more times."  Knife! "" The breeze is blowing, and the sadness is wanton.  Yuan Yue, wearing rusty armor, walked up to tens of thousands of extremely sad frontier soldiers.  His cheeks seemed to have aged by more than ten years, and were already crisscrossed with ravines, as if he had just escaped from the ruins.  Yuan Yue had indeed just walked out of the ruins, on the verge of life and death, and brought out two old people.  But at this time, as a general, he had no time to lament the ruthlessness of the years, or the strength of the middle-aged man. He stood in front of people, pulled out the rusty long knife with countless chips due to aging, and pointed it at the stream of tears.  The soldiers with faces full of anger shouted: "The war has begun!" The vast plain that was filled with sobs instantly became silent. People's eyes passed over the huge ruins of Qingzhou border and looked at the giant sky at the other end of the plain.  Shu, saw the densely packed army of 100,000 from the Western Regions, and then silently drew out his long sword!  This time, it¡¯s finally their turn to decide the outcome of the war!  They believe that the sad soldiers will win!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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