Chapter 1048: send troops

Converging with Huo Zhongtian and other guards, Zhao Shi walked into his flagship, and the entire army of more than 700,000 people of the Twelfth Army was like a large bow stretched to the limit, so murderous.
Yang Qiushui was inside, saw Zhao Shi coldly snorted, and didn't even look at him.
Zhao Shi did not dare to provoke her now, and came to his command room surrounded by guards. Two hundred and twenty-four light blue light screens were projected in front of him at the same time, and the battalion commanders and soldiers inside. The face is clearly visible, and the eyes looking at him are very respectful.
After a round of blood exchange, at least in the middle and low levels, his prestige is unmatched, and even the king cannot easily take away his command.
It just so happened that the unit he directly commanded was a battalion-level unit, and there was very little room for operation such as regimental and division commanders.
Clang!
Facing the gazes of the soldiers, Zhao Shi drew his sword: "Go, kill all the evil kings, and create a beautiful tomorrow for all of us."
"Yes, military master! I will win!"
Amidst the neat shouts, this army, which had been stationed in the same place for half a month, sitting and watching the war of the kings, set off again. There were more than 200 warships, more than 700,000 troops, and more than a thousand warriors in the divine bridge realm.
This is a force that can affect the final outcome of the battle, especially at the end of the battle when the army is withered and the kings fall.
At the same time, a miniature fleet with only three warships was also leaving in the opposite direction.
Huo Ling'er stood by the porthole of the battleship and stared at the distant army.
She wore a thick white-haired cloak, her small face was still pale, and her true Qi state could not be relieved at all.
"Brother, will he win?" She suddenly became nervous and asked worriedly.
"I hope so." Huo Renhu showed pity in his eyes, and gently touched her head: "The family has done its best to bind his interests and gave him benefits that he would never get when he defected to the evil martial sect. , He will do his best to win."
"But if it fails in the end and Fire Spirit Star falls, sister, you and your children will never be abandoned. They will be hidden with the greatest strength of the family and life will be worry-free."
"Because her talent is very good, even surpassing the talent of the first generation ancestors when they were young. This is an opportunity for our Huo family to make a comeback in the future."
"Thank you brother."
Huo Ling'er knew that with such a result, her brother had made great efforts and sacrifices.
While the worry in her heart eased slightly, she felt a dull pain in her heart.
Such a talent is related to the future of the Huo Family's revival. The ancestor will never let her see her father again, lest her white heart be polluted.
In the huge fleet traveling at high speed, Zhao Shi is staring at the battlefield that is constantly collapsing in the distant space.
At most three days, the army can enter it.
Zhao Shi smiled at Yang Qiushui, who was always sullen by his side, "Teacher, you said that I would not move and watch the king's battlefield play out the dog's brain. How many kings will hate me now."
"I don't know." Yang Qiushui said coldly.
Zhao Shi had a headache seeing this.
He knew she was angry, but he didn't know how to coax, so he could only continue to say: "But it doesn't matter, they will forget the hatred to a great extent."
Ding~
A small blue light screen was thrown in the command room, revealing a strange look in the sky, and respectfully said: "Military owner, Captain Qian Tong, 3rd Battalion, 2nd Regiment, First Division, First Division, please see me."
It is an incredible thing for a captain in a small area to see a leader of a group army during a war. Usually, he will be rejected immediately and he will be severely punished by the superior.
After all, if everyone is like this, there will be no order in the military.
But this captain is different. He is Zhao Shi's classmate in Huo Ling Mecha University and has always been valued.
Zhao Shi wondered: "Qian Tong? He suddenly wanted to see me at this moment. This is quite interesting. Allow it."
"Yes."
Soon, after layered inspection, Qian Tong came to Zhao Shi through the special connection between the battleships.
He still looks like a simple and fat man, his cultivation base has reached the late stage of True Qi in a short world, and he is worthy of being a super genius.
If in peacetime, he is expected to become a bridge within 300 years, the king also has a glimmer of hope.
However, if it is a peaceful age, he is probably still an innate martial artist from a civilian background. Because of the missed martial arts inheritance and scarce resources, he is arduously practicing, hoping that he can enter the real aura before the century limit.
This is the same as Zhao Shi.
"Military master! I..." Qian Tong saluted respectfully, nervous and stammering. After waiting for a long time, he couldn't even speak.
"You refuse to see me on the video. You have to come in person. There must be something important, right?" Zhao Shi sighed slightly and asked actively.
"Yes, military commander, there is someone, someone wants to see you..." Qian Tong's face was pale, and Dou Da's sweat kept falling, his words were intermittent, as if he was suffering from great pain.
Tear~
Soon, his pain disappeared, and a hideous grimace appeared all over his body. The dark black teeth were sharp and flashing, tearing apart his skin like biting a juicy peach. Devouring his flesh and blood.
"Ah..." Yang Qiushui whispered, hiding behind Zhao Shi.
Zhao Shi looked at all this indifferently, indifferent.
He could see clearly that Qian Tong did not encounter something in the heavily guarded army. It was a force hidden in the depths of his soul and body. He was awakened at a certain time, and even he was hidden from him on weekdays. .
There is no cure now.
Click, click~
The grimace gnawed most of his body, and stopped when only the flesh and blood near his head were left. Numerous grimaces ran out vying to form a phantom of a graceful middle-aged scholar.
"Zhao Junzhu is polite, and he is practicing Wuzong Xiuyi, and I specially come to introduce you a grand road."
A king's coercion spread outward, Qian Tong still breathed out behind Ghost Ying, looking at Zhao Shi pleadingly.
Refining Demon Wuzong, one of the super Wuzongs among the evil martial sects, has a powerful seat, but their main attack direction is not Fire Spirit Star.
Zhao Shi said indifferently: "You have three breaths."
"Oh? Your Excellency is so unkind?" Xiu Yi's eyes showed sullenness.
Thinking of him as a king, he asked himself that he had already reached the limit of Corporal Lixian, and the junior in front of him was so unknowing to exalt.
"One breath." The murderous intent around him suddenly rose.
"It seems that the kings of Red Lotus Wuzong and White Bone Wuzong have given you some misunderstandings before." Xiu Yi suppressed his unhappiness: "I am different from these two sects. Open the door to the heroes of the world."
"Not long ago, my sect was able to hear about your talents. This is the most young generation of the Federation, and it has nothing to do with the Federation family. I was specially asked to come and accept Your Excellency as a registered disciple, and wait until after a little test. Can inherit the mantle of the sect."