Chapter 563: No. 689-690

Mime private 689
"Those who don't say their choice aloud within ten seconds will be eliminated immediately!"
The female voice rang again, and there was a ten-second countdown.
"Giant Rat Race!"
"Giant Rat Race!"
"Giant Rat Race!"
"Red Door Inn!"
"..."
Under the urging and persecution of the female voice, everyone panicked and quickly made their choice.
In the end, only No. 5, No. 8 and No. 2 chose the Red Gate Inn.
Everyone else chose the giant rat clan!
A hundred thousand army!
There are only the general and his dozens of soldiers. Although the sandboats are available, the war between the two sides is still in the era of cold weapons with swords and shields. The biggest feature of the era of cold weapons is to win by numbers.
The result is obvious. If you don't want to take a risk, you must choose the giant rat clan.
Although there is a suspicion of being a traitor, this is just acting.
As an actor, it is also a skill to play a negative role.
Seeing so many people choosing to be in the same camp as himself, a smirk appeared at the corner of No.3's mouth.
Although they won and five people will compete for three places, No. 3 feels that as the leader, he will definitely get one of the places.
What makes him very proud now is that the 8th and 5th have always thought that they represent the majority, but now they have become the minority.
Those actors who didn't speak a lot thought they supported No. 8 and No. 5. They didn't expect that this multiple-choice question came out and they all exposed.
"Brother, we have chosen to fight with you. Only the three of us will be qualified for promotion if we win! Hope brothers will not let us down!" No. 8 saw that he and No. 2 had chosen and No. 5. At the same time, I was still a little flustered.
"The choice is yours. I can't guarantee it." Li Teng smiled.
"I have chosen all the choices, let it be your fate!" No. 2 pretended to be very calm.
Because of this choice, the situation of the promotion game became simple and clear at this moment.
If the Red Gate Inn wins, the promotion match will end immediately.
The second, fifth and eighth will be qualified for promotion.
If the giant rat tribe wins, five actors including No. 3 will continue the exhibition match to compete for three advancement places.
At this time, Li Teng was still very upset.
This rule is a bit tricky for him.
When there was shady, he had the first round of votes and the second round of votes.
When there was no shady, he still got the first vote in the first round.
After engaging in the current confrontation between the giant mouse tribe and the Red Gate Inn, his votes were equivalent to invalid.
If his camp loses at noon the day after tomorrow, his previous number of votes becomes meaningless.
To put it bluntly, the studios have been playing tricks on the so-called audience bigwigs, making them think that they have the voting power to decide the promotion of actors, but everything is still in the hands of the studio.
This is exactly the same as the so-called audience voting of various talent shows. To put it bluntly, it is just to deceive the audience's click-through rate.
After choosing their respective camps, the time stagnation ended, and everyone else in the inn moved.
"By the way, what's the matter with this person?" Before the messenger left, he saw Number Three who was about to be escorted out to castrate.
"A sabotage spy, please don't interfere with our own internal affairs!" The general answered the messenger.
"We are not spies! We just can't understand the incomparably despicable behavior of the human race, and want to take refuge in the great giant rat race!" The number three said according to the lines provided by the plot.
"Oh, that's the case! Do you still have a companion?" The Giant Rat Clan Messenger asked Number Three.
"Yes, there are them..." Number Three pointed to the other four people who had just chosen the Giant Rat Clan.
The four people hurriedly walked to No.3 according to the plot instructions.
"These five people, we have taken away!" The giant rat clan messenger mentioned to the general.
"No! Kill them!" Jin Manyu quickly pointed out to the general.
"No, we are going to kill these spies!" The general refused the Giant Rat Clan messenger.
"Want to kill them? Youben killed us beforehand." The giant rat clan messenger swaggered in front of No. 3 and the others.
"Hey, if the two countries are at war, if you don't cut the enemy, how could I kill you? Let's go, leave them these spies, we have to deal with them." The general immediately admitted.
"General, the Giant Rat Clan has no faith at all. There is no need to say to them,'The two countries should not be killed when fighting.' Anyway, the day after tomorrow is about to go to war, they want to take people away, so they kill them all! Otherwise they will bring back the information from us!" No. 8 heard something wrong, and quickly raised it to the general.
No. 3 could not help but his face changed drastically, this No. 8 was uneasy and kind!
"You want to go to war?" The messenger was furious.
"Who said that the day after tomorrow is going to war? We will offer fifty thousand taels of gold." The general quickly stopped the eighth.
He won't kill these messengers now, which will lead to extra-junctions. He has to find a way to take these soldiers and quickly escape back into the customs. At this time, it is not a good thing to anger the giant rat tribe.
"That's plausible! What qualifications do you despicable human races have to fight against my giant rat race?" The messenger snorted coldly and ordered the swordsmen to let go of number three.
"Quickly persuade the general to let him kill these people!" No. 8 had to turn to No. 5 Li Teng for help.
At this time, Jin Manyu also happened to look at Li Teng, and Li Teng made a gesture of wiping her neck.
"General, you can't let them go. These giant rat tribes always speak in a high-pitched manner. It's simply too hateful! Anyway, we can't keep it here anyway. It's better to kill them to relieve your anger!" Jin Manyu whispered beside the general. A few sentences.
The messengers over there are already preparing to leave with No.3 and others.
"Stop! Left and right, take it down for me, all hacked to death!" The general obeyed Jin Manyu's words and immediately decided to slash those people with a loud shout.
No. 3 and the others couldn't help being shocked. The general is going around for a while, his ears are too soft, right? Are you really going to kill them? If they just hang up like this, that would be too wrong!
"Dare you!?" The leading messenger yelled, and at the same time, the messenger next to him took out a strange whistle and blew.
Immediately, a few heavy armored giant rat tribe men rushed into the inn, followed by a large group of heavy armoured giant rat tribe brawny men, obviously several times more than the generals here.
"Respectfully send the messenger back to the ship!" The general quickly changed his mouth, with a lovely smile.
"Hmph!" The messenger gave the general a cold look, then turned and walked out of the inn.
The number three and others were also taken by the messenger to the sand boat.
The sand boat quickly disappeared in the sandstorm.
"What kind of general, it's hopeless." No. 8 sighed.
Chapter 690
"If you count on him and his dozens of soldiers, we will be dead." The second also sighed.
The situation is obviously worse than expected on the 8th and 2nd.
The general was not prepared to guard the inn at all.
As soon as the messenger left, he was about to take his soldiers and leave on the battleship.
Of course, he also asked Jin Manyu to leave with him and escape back into the pass.
Jin Manyu offered to take her more than a dozen guys away, but the general refused.
The journey back to the customs is so long that you can’t go back without horses. He has some horses in the secret inn set up in the Gobi, but only enough for him and his soldiers to ride. At most, he can bring Jinmanyu, Jinmanyu’s guys. It is definitely impossible to take away.
Jin Manyu said that her guys would not leave, and she would not leave either.
The general said that he would go out to see the situation and see if he could think of a way, and then he took his soldiers out.
The battleship soon disappeared in the sandstorm and never appeared again.
The sandstorm stopped the next day.
Jin Manyu looked across the autumn water from the roof of the inn, but the general was still missing.
It looks like the general has gone.
Only Jin Manyu and a dozen of her buddies remained here, as well as Li Teng.
Tomorrow noon, the 100,000 army of the giant rat tribe will come here.
Without giving them fifty thousand taels of gold, they will razing the inn to the ground!
Numbers eight and two are as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
But Li Teng was not in a hurry. He spent the whole day with Jin Manyu and didn't seem to take the 100,000 army seriously.
"The way to defeat the 100,000 army is definitely in that box." No. 8 and No. 2 analyzed.
"Did number five open the box?" Number two asked number eight.
"He said no. He is still studying those lines of poems. You must find one word in each poem, and then four words can open the box." No. 8 shook his head.
"Which four words are they? Just based on these few poems, there is no way to judge!"
"Yeah! Huluo Pingyang was bullied by a dog, so I stopped and sat in love with Fenglin for the night. How can I say, what are the four words?"
No. 8 and No. 2 had no choice but spent the whole day thinking about those four lines of poems, trying to find the four keywords in them.
But a whole day passed without a clue.
...
The third day.
There was only less than a few hours left before the 100,000 army of the Giant Rat Nation came to kill.
Today the weather is clear, there is no wind, there is no cloud, the sky is blue and blue, the desert is calm and no waves, and you can see far away at a glance.
Everything is business as usual in the Red Gate Inn.
"It's funny that the inn is repaired in this place where the birds don't shit! How could there be guests staying in the hotel?" No.2 complained to No.8.
"Which script in the movie studio is normal? It's all BUG, ​​just get used to it." No.8 snorted.
"Did we choose the wrong camp? Choosing the giant rat tribe should be more secure." No.2 had a somewhat annoyed expression.
"On impulsive, hot head." No. 8 is also very regretful.
"It's just the countdown at that time. After a reminder, there is no time to think about it. I can only report it casually." No.2 sighed.
"The plot is really pitted! It's dead!"
"..."
"Why doesn't it look like No. 5 has nothing to do? He won't be confident, will he?"
"I don't understand this person, he always looks mysterious and unpredictable."
"Pretend it?"
"It's hard to say, anyway, I can feel it. His IQ is quite quotient, at least one level higher than us. Many actors in the film and television city can only mix into special and supporting roles until they die. It may be one of them." Analysis on the eighth.
"You have so much confidence in him, that means you think we can definitely advance with him?"
"Oh, now I can only coax myself like this, we bet on him, it's completely gambling!"
"Does those poems have a clue?"
"No, I have never read poetry. Those few sentences have been memorized backwards, but I still don't see which words to choose."
"It is estimated that the IQ must be more than 250 to see it, right?"
"Hmm, I think so too."
...
noon.
There was a rumbling sound from far away.
As the sound approached, the ground began to vibrate.
The guys at Longmen Inn, as well as No. 8 and No. 2, showed horrified expressions on their faces.
The messenger of the giant rat country said that there must be an exaggeration in the case of a hundred thousand army.
A hundred thousand army just to run here to flatten an inn?
However, let alone an army of one hundred thousand, even if they only had one thousand troops, they would only be killed.
In the cold weapon era, war depends on the number of people.
Although there are various strategies, but in the face of absolute military strength, such as 100,000 to a dozen, the strategies are scum.
Another half an hour passed.
Dozens of sand boats came to the vicinity of the inn, and thousands of soldiers came down from above. They camped a few hundred meters away, seeming to be waiting for the large troops behind.
More sand boats rushed over one after another, and thousands of soldiers began to camp.
Soon a dark landscape was formed on the horizon a few hundred meters away.
"No? Just to deal with an inn, did you really come to a hundred thousand army?" On the roof of the inn, the eighth looked at the busy giant rat clan camp in the distance, and couldn't help but start to complain again.
"The script requires a hundred thousand army to attack the inn, and feedback to the movie world, of course, there will be a plot of a hundred thousand army attacking the inn. As for the rationality... who cares?" No. 2 also complained.
After a while, a few sand boats appeared in the dark landscape. They drove quickly toward the inn, and then drove around the inn several times. After confirming that there were no ambushes around the inn, and no reinforcements, they got out of the sand boat. A team of hundreds of people came down and settled down tens of meters in front of the inn.
"Listen to the people in the inn! Get out of the house! Kneel in two rows in front of the master! Otherwise, wait for the army to kill you, and the chickens and dogs will not stay!" Shouting at the inn.
"You traitor to the human race! Take refuge in the giant rat race and become their minion! What face is there to shout here? What a shame of your ancestor!" Number two also found a loudspeaker and shouted at number three.
"Hahahaha, it's so deep into the play! Did you really put yourself into it? Stupid...Forced! When the army is killed at noon, that is, when you are eliminated! See how long you can survive!" laughing out loud.
"Don't be too proud! We have found a secret weapon that can easily destroy a hundred thousand army! Don't say one hundred thousand, it means one million, ten million, kill as many as you come!" No. 8 took over the loudspeaker. Shouted several times to number three.
"Really?" Number 2 whispered to Number 8.
"You lied to him." Number Eight sighed.
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