Vol 3 Chapter 859: The Big Three of Dawning Temple

The cold season finally passed, and the sky and snow stopped and howled, waiting for the next return. Eight? One Chinese network W = W ≈ W ≤. ≥8≥1ZW. COM
The mystery of Bru is such a magic. When the cold season passes, the temperature will rise quickly. In just two days, the ice and snow have melted away, and the air is filled with a smell of earth.
It's just that the ground will be very different, but it's different in one place. A large stone platform made up of white hexagonal jade slabs is paved on these muddy land, and the mud is directly Muddy water pressed underneath. This piece of ‘white ground’ spreads for more than ten miles, and this luxury and extravagance are staggering.
On the white jade ground, there are huge camps with white inlays and gold edges. On one side, there are semi-open beasts, and there are countless strange monsters.
In the camp, there was a voice of thought and joy. A team of cleanly-tied guards patrolled the camp with a spear, and the footsteps were generally the same.
The four corners of the camp are four huge white jade columns, up to tens of meters, the top is a blooming flower shape, with a light spot shining on it, although it is not large, it is extremely devastating, from time to time, from these light spots A little light sand will flow out and fall downwards. The light sand has fallen for a while, as if attracted by something. It floats towards the largest stone pillar in the center of the camp. The four sides combine to form a light above the camp. The top of the sand blocks the occasional drizzle and snow.
In a huge camp tent in the northeast corner, three middle-aged people were sitting in front of a stone table carved with exquisite patterns, drinking the green liquid in the polished and smooth bone cup.
"Nanshuai, haven't there any news yet?"
The only middle-aged man with no armor among the three looked at the white-armed man on his left, asking with concern.
The person called Nanshuai sighed, "Yes."
Another person who was watching a roll of stuff with silver armor also looked up after hearing this, and apparently was also extremely concerned about this matter.
"Here, they found their bodies...the whole army was destroyed."
Nan Shuai's fingers flicked lightly, and a black flew out of his hand, pasted on the map hanging beside the camp.
Although this map is far less accurate and exquisite than those measured and manufactured on the earth by precision instruments, it is quite impressive compared to the ignorance of the posthumous people.
The other two were dumbfounded. Although they were not commanders of the Knights of Light, the three armies of the Templar joined forces, and now even during the war, they felt distressed by such losses.
Five hundred light knights, a whole squadron.
It has been a long time since the invasion of the posthumous people. The temple army has not encountered any decent resistance, let alone suffered such losses.
"Which Wang Zun did it?"
In these hearts, only those with the strength to kill a team of 500 knights of light can only be Wang Zun and his tribe.
The middle-aged man without armor asked this question, his eyes flashed sharply, and he did not put Wang Zun in his tone, but think of him as the commander of the guard of the light temple, the first person of the Father’s Guards, this The strong man named Rongzhi is indeed qualified to say this.
"I don't know, there is no sphere of influence of any royal tribe. Although we have entered the territory of the posthumous people for a period of time, we have always carried out targeted clearance on the periphery, and have not penetrated into the hinterland to those kings' territories."
Nan Shuai returned his sentence with a little thought in his eyes.
"Did the other squadrons get a distress signal?" The commander of the bright feather warrior, carrying the silver armor with fox doubts.
"No." Nanzhen Muran replied, which changed the colors of Rongzhi and Zaili.
They are also members of the army. Although they do not lead the Bright Knights, they also know that the old friend Nanzhen is strict in the management of the army. Although the temple is now offensively smooth, he has not yet encountered the most elite royal city troops and Class tribes, so the ministries are still very cautious. This army that has been annihilated will never be too far away from the big army, but even so, it has been silently eliminated, so who is doing it? When will the posthumous person have this ability!
"I'll ask someone to search nearby to see if they can find any clues." Zaili looked at the map and said, he is the commander of the bright feather warrior, that is, the air force commander of the temple, and he is also responsible for most of the investigation Responsible.
Nanzhen nodded, and now it can only be so.
The three of them just wanted to say something, and at the same time, they looked at the same time and picked up the cup in front of them, drinking water indifferently.
A few seconds later, a guard ran in with a horrified complexion.
"Three commanders, when news came, our new camp in Gapa was attacked, and three thousand defenders...were wiped out!"
Bang, the cups in the hands of several commanders fell to the ground at the same time!
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Ye Zhongming listened to the noise of Wang Xiang, who was dancing next to him, to the point of not showing any boredom.
He can understand the mood of the king at this moment.
The posthumous man has never won the final victory in the war against the Temple of Dawn, and even in a battle of battles, the victory is rare.
Now, with the cooperation of Yunding Mountain Villa, a large camp with a well-built temple was taken out together, and a huge amount of materials was obtained. This is definitely a victory that can be recorded in the annals of the dead.
In addition to the earth people carried by Ye Zhongming, there are 2,000 King City troops under Wang Xiang, and there are less than 10,000 people left behind in the Yunding League. Among them, there are about 3,000 soldiers.
In addition, there are nearly ten thousand people behind them, and the number of sturdy fighters is as high as four thousand.
This was over by Ye Zhongming and Hong Xiang Wang Zun along the way.
These tribes scattered on the route, letting them be there, is a plate of dishes destined to be eaten by the Dawning Temple. Neither Ye Zhongming nor Hong Xiang wants them to stay there. The former thinks so in the hope that he can have more bargaining chips in the Wangcheng, and the latter hopes that the dead will not be broken by each.
So Hong Xiang used his identity and ordered them to follow.
When the entire team of combatable soldiers added up to more than 10,000 people, no matter Ye Zhongming or Hong Xiang, they had a lot of confidence.
At this time, Jingjie Float detected that the temple had set up a camp in a basin called Gapah, and immediately had an idea of ​​attack. Then he flew to determine the plan. Finally, under a sneak attack, the magic crystal weapon was used to open the breach. The victory was achieved, and the enemy annihilated more than 3,000, while his own losses were only a few hundred.
Hong Xiang was so greedy for the weapons under Ye Zhongming's hands, and he already had the idea of ​​cooperating with Ye Zhongming in his heart.
He really saw the hope of defeating the Temple of Dawn.
Under this premise, the previous conflict between the two people was nothing. Even Hong Xiang had patted his chest and Ye Zhongming had promised that when he arrived in Wangcheng, he would definitely run for him and promote this cooperation.
In this cheerful atmosphere, Wangcheng, the posthumous man, is in sight.