Vol 3 Chapter 606: Group headless

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Let us first look away from the barren land of Beihuang.
As for Tang En, who is unknown, let's let him die ...
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On the territory of Bran Territory, two special areas are marked with virtual shadows. The first is the vast sea around the mainland, and the second is the 100,000 Great Mountain West!
The reason why both places are marked with virtual shadows is the same, because it is unknown where the end is ... and the place where we are now looking is the latter.
Bran, the one hundred thousand mountains, the west of the extreme!
At dawn, the sky was gray, like a long-used rag, and there was always a dirty color that could not be cleaned.
The sight is lowered, and the main color is also gray. Most of them are dirty mists, covering all sides. A few are bare hills, withered leaves and dead trees, gray and yellow stiff frozen soil ...
"Hoo ..." Pouting and inhaling, exhaling, Bai Lian's gas turned into a strange and uncoordinated existence. But only in a short moment, Bai Qi was completely assimilated and disappeared.
I have to say that in such a lifeless environment, no one's mood will be too good.
Of course, there are exceptions, such as the one exhaling. She was also in a bad mood, very bad, but her ability to regulate was very strong, but she just spit out a few breaths, and her spirit was instantly lifted, and her face became gradually firm.
She is Josiah, she has many identities, such as respected nobles, mysterious magicians, head of a secret agency ... But now, she has only one identity, that is, the new leader of the gray army!
Oh, it's just nominal. Because she hasn't got real recognition. But after this morning, perhaps this identity will be deserved. Well, just maybe ...
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Slowly ascended a slightly humped mound, stamped, and Josiah looked up to the east. There are some expectations in the eyes, seemingly waiting for the rising sun, and seemingly waiting for someone ...
After a while, a slightly old voice came from the back, "Chief Josiah, it's so early today."
Turn your head. An old man with blood-stained armor, white-stained, and slightly dull looking stepped forward. Seeing this, Josiah quickly stepped down and reached out to help, with a little blame in his words: "Marshal Oumeng, you are unhealed and you can't see the wind. Why did you come out at this time?"
At this time, it was more than a month before the dawn of the city was broken, and the grey-clad soldiers and people who had escaped were hunted for a whole month. Only one week ago, after they were completely out of the crowd, the hunt was officially declared over.
The sudden encounter this time is undoubtedly a blow to the newly-developed Army of Grey Clothing, which has dealt a heavy blow. Not only has this significant base of Dawn City been lost. The casualties of soldiers and the public are even greater. The injury on Ou Meng was left when he broke through.
"Oh, it's okay." Ou Meng smiled and waved, "I spent most of my life on the battlefield, and would fight, nothing else, these are just minor injuries, already used to, The boss need not worry. "
Josiah's eyes were drooping, and she helped Ormon walk to the top of the mound. That said: "Marshal, I am not the leader yet."
"Why not?" Ou Meng stared, "I got the entrustment from the leader of Locha, you are the new leader of the gray army, who dare not accept?" He paused. "As for those clown jumping clowns, you don't need to pay attention to them. You shouldn't have promised to hold a thousand people election meeting before ... But rest assured, I have already contacted the generals, and everyone will come forward to support you!"
The so-called Thousands Election Conference naturally selects the new leader of the gray army. The current morale of the gray army is sluggish and headless, and it is indeed an urgent need for a leader to stand up and stabilize the army.
Originally, there should be no doubt about this matter. Most people knew about Losa's death as the new leader. But to blame it can only blame the group of high-level ministers who did not die at that time. They spent so many years in the Gray Army, and more importantly, enjoyed the seductive taste of power during the cooperation with Bran. In this way, it is natural to be unwilling to let Josiah, the junior who has not joined the Grey Army for a long time, occupy the leadership position.
It is precisely because of these people that the stalk of Josiah's official leadership has continued to move backwards. In the end, Johsia put forward a proposal for the gray-clad soldiers to send representatives to form a conference of thousands and voluntarily elect a new leader.
Those carefully thoughtful senior ministers naturally agreed with the statement. After all, Locha's end-of-life entrustment is of great significance. Without a meeting of thousands of people, their delays will certainly not prevent Johya from becoming a new leader. And now, they just saw some hope ...
"Thank you, Old Marshal." Josiah's expression remained unchanged, but she bowed her thanks.
Aumont frowned, and for a moment, asked, "Josiah, give me this old guy, are you not confident? Or do you really want to be the leader? If you don't want to be, I ... "Well!" I wanted to say it wasn't reluctant, but thinking of the situation of the gray-clad army, Oumeng naturally couldn't explain it, so he sighed and looked sad.
Shaking his head, "Why does the old Marshal think so ... I am very confident!" Looking up, there was a hint of joy in Johia's eyes, "I really did not have any preparation for the new leader of the gray clothing, and I never thought of it. But Since this is Aunt Luosha's confession, I will certainly not disappoint her hope! "
"Okay!" Ou Meng immediately calmed down when he heard the words and could not help praise.
As Oumen himself said just now, he will only fight in his life, and he has no clue about the election of a new leader. But he believed Losa's eyesight, so he only recognized Josiah. And if Josiah really doesn't want to be, then he will seem very passive ... who else can choose? Those senior ministers? Do n’t bother, you can also see with his eyesight, if the gray-clad army is handed over to those who have little insight, then there is really no hope at all.
After the great joy, I couldn't help but wonder again, "Since you are confident and willing to be this new leader, why did you agree to hold a thousand people meeting before?"
"It's very simple," said Josiah, raising his green fingers. "The gray-clad army is in a critical situation today, and the election of a new leader cannot be delayed anymore. They want the chance to make a comeback, and I want a chance to finalize it. ... so why promise them? "
"Oh, let me say, you shouldn't make such a faint move with your wisdom. So it is, so it is, haha ​​... I said you are most suitable to be the leader, how can they have this brain!" Omon Suddenly realized, looked up and laughed and praised. Immediately it seemed to be remembering something, his smile was stagnant, and he frowned, "However, recently they have done a lot of small actions. If some representatives are drawn ..."
"Old Marshal, you have to have confidence in the representatives elected by the soldiers and the people. And ..." A moment later, Johia squinted. "With this opportunity, you can just let everyone know the true face of some people. . "
Without further explanation, Josiah reached out to support Ou Meng's arm. "It's almost time, prepare for it, and we'll go directly to the venue later."
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"No, it's out!"
"Uh ..." Ou Meng turned his head when he heard the words, looking at the still gray East, scratching his head and saying he couldn't understand.
However, he did not worry about this issue. After walking down the mound, he looked quite a bit, and finally asked: "What about Tang En? How do you deal with Tang En's problem when you become a new leader?"
With a moment's footsteps, Johia's eyes were slightly drooping, and her expression was inexplicable.
Aumon sighed at the sight: "You and I know that this time, the truth is not in Tang En, but in that Borg ... But anyway, it really is because of him, and more importantly The final result is that Lord Lothar is dead ... Everyone knows your relationship with Tang En, and they will not miss this opportunity, and they will surely force you to make a choice. What will you do then? "
Silently, "I'll fix it, um, I'll fix it ..."
... (to be continued ...)