Chapter 630: The embarrassed Holy See soldier (Part 2)

The crowd will go home one after another, clean up and prepare to go to the banquet, a good, happy meal.
On the side of the Holy See, the soldiers retreated one after another, and this did not require the order of the master. Each soldier consciously moved towards the city of Shenguang in the distance.
This Shenguang city is just a road supply station. On weekdays, there are no too strong legions here, but compared to smaller cities, this is the second only city to Guangming.
Located between the City of Divine Grace and Guangming City, the word of Divine Grace is the first word of the two great cities taken, and is the connection point between the City of Divine Grace and Guangming City!
Along the way, the soldiers of the Holy See looked at the ground with palpitations. The original plain was blown out of a huge pit of more than a hundred miles, and the blood gathered in one place, just like a sea of ​​blood appeared on the ground.
The corpses are everywhere, and there are howling voices everywhere.
Some soldiers saw the pitiful wounded soldiers, they helped the leader and led them away, but some, although not dead, couldn't save themselves at all.
The Master's Legion of the Holy See has already fled. At this time, who can control the soldiers?
Moreover, there is not much left for the mage at all. The soldiers can’t stand the intensive bombing, and the mage don’t even want to protect himself from being affected!
Some selfish people, even ignoring these soldiers, fled alone, along the way, like a beggar army mighty, Tong Lin, had long been separated from Kong Qingshan.
In the bright city, the dinner is preparing to start, the battlefield is cleaned, it is not suitable to go at this time, wait for tomorrow, tomorrow day, Jiang Mo is taking everyone to go late.
"Lord! Where is the lord?"
Lao Zhao hurried over in a hurry.
At this time, Jiang Mo was sitting on the main table. Although the banquet had not officially started, the generals were almost all together.
Drink, who can pull it down? There are no programs in this world, only drinking is the only fun for everyone, so all of them hurriedly came.
Seeing that Lao Zhao was so anxious, Jiang Mo also teased: "Lao Zhao, your daughter-in-law ran away with someone? So anxious?"
Everyone has been together for a long time. Are you kidding me?
"Lord, she didn't run with anyone, but she really ran!"
"Ah?" Jiang Mo felt that something was wrong.
"What's the matter? Sit down and say!"
Old Zhao thought for a while and sat down and said, "Salian returned to the abyss. When she left, she left a message. My servant said that she was in a hurry. She walked after seeing the nine red lights. And Sharian told the secret of red light, called the red jihad!"
"Red jihad?" Jiang Mo knew that it was broken when he heard it!
"It seems that the archbishop in red, the soldiers he called, should be the Jihad Legion of the Abyss! Brothers, more severe fighting, here!"
Jiang Mo's voice was low, making the whole room quiet.
The servants who walked in and out, seeing that the room was exceptionally quiet, all stopped outside the room. At this time, what should have happened, at this time, they did not dare to come in.
"Come on! What kind of jihad! Lord, soldiers will cover up the water! We are useless even if we are worried here, we should eat and prepare, what jihad legion, when the time comes, fight again!"
Bai Qi stood up, holding his glass, and then looked at the crowd again: "Come! Go!"
Jiang Mo slapped the table and stood up with a smile: "That is, whatever his legion, we hit today, no matter if it is a dragon or a worm, we must fight with them! Brothers, this is life and death, Enemy and mine world, now there is wine and now drunk, He Youwu right and wrong tomorrow! Come...!"
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