Ghost ships entered the port one by one. Each one was in tatters, as if they had just sailed out of the ravages of the apocalypse.

Without any welcome ceremony, the Twilight Emperor troops disembarked calmly, then lined up on the spot, marched towards Isinger and took over Isinger; while the original defenders of Isinger would rush to the "City of Contradiction" by boat to increase their opposition.

The pressure on the Festering Island prevents the other side from doing anything stupid. All officers below Squall must be escorted to the team.

Brian stood at the dock. He was the only one to greet the returning warriors, but he alone was enough. He nodded to Squall, who was walking towards him: "Thank you for your hard work."

Squall removed the pipe from his mouth and replied: "You have worked hard too."

However, both parties know that the other party has persisted tenaciously to this day after suffering unimaginable setbacks, and the feeling cannot be covered by the word "hard work".

Standing on the "Fermat Airship", Squall said to Brian: "To be honest, I have no soldiers left."

"The situation here is not optimistic either. All materials have been used up. It is impossible to add new soldiers, let alone repairs and replenish armaments. Without the funds from the blood elves, our situation will be even more embarrassing." Bray.

En looked at the gradually shrinking buildings on the ground and asked, "What will happen if we fight another war within this month?"

"Then we have to see how prepared Festering Island is now."

"This is the most comprehensive military intelligence on Fester Island so far."

Squall bit his pipe, took the document, and browsed it quickly. After a while, he said: "Apart from the necessary troops to deal with the Festering Island, and Isinger, the minimum number of troops for the 'Waiting City'... we support

One more time to deal with a war involving 30,000 people, and it will be the kind where both the enemy and the enemy will be destroyed."

"Oh, so that's it."

"What? Do you want to declare war?"

Brian turned his face and responded to Squall's gaze calmly: "Don't you think I'm crazy?"

"Everyone knows that undead creatures have no humanity at all. How can the most rational existence be crazy? Especially you. If you say you can start a war, it must be quite possible." Squall sniffed and smiled.

."Do you have anything to rely on?"

"Maybe, if you want to hear it."

"I have a lot of time. Come on, baby." Squall rested his elbow on the edge of the basket.

The airship flew higher and higher, and no one heard the conversation between the two.

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"His Majesty……"

Although the white-headed young man across from him kept shouting "Your Majesty", Qingyi knew that the other party was definitely not sincere. Usually when a fatuous king robbed a girl from the people, those girls would cry out "Your Majesty" just like Love did now.

, I actually thought to myself, "Fuck you, you did this, you should be dragged out and played a hundred times."

He was getting tired of being begged and scolded by the duet, so he was thinking seriously: Should he subscribe to a monthly online music listening package from vevo? At least if he listened to the music, Love's voice would be filtered out.

He turned his head again and found that Wu Yi was looking out of the window, swaying slightly from side to side, his hands still beating the rhythm on his knees - this guy was actually listening to the song without saying a word?!

Sensing the gaze of others, the great god quickly turned his head and said, "What is it?"

"Do you have to pronunciate even a word?..." Qingyi raised her chin: "What song are you listening to?"

"Bai~~~Laohui Opera, "Cats"."

"really!"

At this time, the questions in Qingyi's mind surfaced again. He has always wanted to know why rock triggers can listen to songs and fight at the same time? It is said that even when aiming at prey with bated breath, poaching experts have a ringing in their ears.

It is also heavy rock music. If Qingyi is allowed to do this, he will be lucky if he can hit one shot out of a hundred. Otherwise, fighting is different from dancing, and the rhythm of the music will only be harmful rather than helpful. But rock trigger can

Every shot hits every hit, what is the principle behind this?

Qingyi was very studious and asked questions immediately.

The great god replied: "The sense of rhythm is the foundation of the main field and the foundation of combat skills, so whether you can concentrate and maintain your own rhythm is the standard that measures the great god and ordinary players. Even the lowest level'

Ring Step' and 'Lightning Sword' are also related to rhythm. However, the rhythm is not always static, because when the opponent makes changes according to your rhythm, you must also keep up with the opponent to make changes, otherwise you will

Suffer a loss."

Qingyi nodded to show that he understood. Isn't it just "I obey others"!

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"Remember what I told you? Baguazhang values ​​​​'I follow others' instructions.' I always make and withdraw moves at the most favorable time and position, but the enemy is just the opposite, and is in a completely unfavorable situation." Hei Feng.

Rui explained and demonstrated at the same time. He stepped forward and avoided the attack of a leaping worm. In a flash, he appeared behind the leaping worm! The leaping worm had to twist its body if it wanted to fight back, but

Everything was too late. Black Sharp just raised his sword and it was done.

"Home field advantage?" For Qingyi, these words are very similar to what the captain of Pisa said.

"No, 'I obey others' is more advanced, because it requires you to take the initiative, and it involves not only space, but also time. As long as you master this essence, you can calmly deal with it even at other people's home court. To put it bluntly,

, this is a question of battle rhythm, as long as you can interfere with the opponent's rhythm, then you will win."

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[Soul Piercer]!

Liehuo Ambition noticed this sneak attack and still did not stop his skills. He just grabbed the "Throne Guardian" with his backhand! His right hand holding the double-headed sword also moved to the side to block the serrated sword that exuded a sinister aura! Qingyi

He put all his strength into it, causing his body to tremble slightly, but his ambition was as motionless as a mountain, which shows how powerful he is!

The leader of Bagua took the opportunity to run around the flames and shouted, "It's up to you, June!"

Liehuo Ambition closed his mouth, blew out a few sparks from his nostrils, and frowned: "You, a layman, ruined my good deeds——"

[Black Blade Spin]! At this distance, nothing the great master can do will stop Xue Duo's attack!

This is "I obey others"!

Liehuo Zhizhi's expression did not change, and his breathing rhythm suddenly accelerated, one second at a time, one second at a time, and he just stamped his big foot down, causing violent ripples of flames and burning the black ribbon - [Explosive Flame Shock]!

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Even if you want to change the rhythm, you have to make the decision yourself, rather than follow the opponent's wishes. This is the battle policy of the Great God. During the Christmas event, Qingyi did see Liehuo Ambition parrying the attack at a time when it was impossible to react.

Looking back now, I have benefited a lot.

"But does this have anything to do with listening to music?"

"No matter whether a song is good or difficult to listen to, it has its own rhythm. When you switch from a fast song to a slow song, the rhythm will always change... Do you get any inspiration?"

Qingyi raised his head and started thinking.

Song, switch, rhythm; song, switch, rhythm; song... He trembled and shouted in surprise: "I understand! The music player is like an enemy, it keeps switching frequencies, forcing you to make changes

!Once you are immersed in the singing, you will be defeated by the imaginary enemy without even realizing it!”

"Correct!" he laughed innocently, and the cane exploded with a bang, turning into ribbons and petals, which covered the entire carriage, and Anigir was very happy to see it.

Then Qingyi soon fell into deep shock.

Since the music player is an enemy that uses music as a weapon, the rock trigger that listens to music all the time is actually under attack from the time it goes online to the time it goes offline. Amid the frantic changes in rhythm, he steadily

He fired one shot after another, and earned the title of "Death News". He completely controlled his own rhythm and was not swayed by the music. It can be said that he turned on the music, but he was not listening to the music for a second.

Rock and Roll Machine looked at Qingyi's face and laughed loudly: "Oh, it's not as scary as you think! If people are bombarded endlessly by music, they will have a nervous breakdown! You shouldn't have missed it!

Isn't it "flexible and relaxed"? He can only concentrate when he is fully committed to the battle. Each date can last a few seconds. This time is too short, only enough to fire one or two shots, so he is...

~~I like [Sniper] with high output, and trade damage for time."

Qingyi thought for a while and realized that this was also the case. While he breathed a sigh of relief, he secretly cursed himself for being stupid.

"However, in those short few seconds, nothing could distract him, not even a break. Trigger is the person in the world who knows how to seize the enemy's weaknesses best. In other words,

He is the calmest person in the world." Wuyi groaned sincerely: "That's right! He has iron nerves!"

"You are all monsters." Qingyi shook his head and sighed. Comparing people to each other is so irritating.

"Then you are a little~~~monster! You have not yet died~~~ spirit players have become great gods. I am very optimistic about you! What is the difference between the combat skills of undead creatures and living~~~ spirits?"

Qingyi said with a cold face: "I don't think I have the ability." He already shouldered the ardent expectations of the leader, and no longer had the extra strength to shoulder the expectations of another great god.

At this time, Love spoke again: "Your Majesty..."

Perhaps he felt that it was not good to neglect his future subordinates too much, so Qingyi softened his heart, put on a smile, and asked gently: "Lov, what's the matter?" He tried his best to make himself a wise king who was eagerly sought refuge by countless talents.

"Why do you insist on holding on to me? Aren't you going to find His Highness Suo'er?"

Qingyi's face changed.

Love noticed something was wrong, but he was a little happy: "You don't know about the disappearance of the princess? I received a message from the Raven of Death a few days ago. Now all the undead creatures on the entire continent should be working for the empire, looking for

Your Highness, Princess?"

"In order for people not to recognize my identity, I made an agreement with Oskel from the beginning that the Raven of Death would never fall on my car."

Qingyi turned to look at Anigir. He knew that Anigir needed him more than So'er. He did not hesitate and said: "Those matters will be handled by my subordinates. Now, let us continue on our way."
Chapter completed!