Dema was overjoyed and said, "Okay! No, this is the first fish the marshal caught with himself, and it is better for the marshal to enjoy it himself."

Omarevi waved his hand and the momentum of commanding thousands of troops was naturally revealed in this wave. It was so natural and harmonious, and he said generously: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I'll give it to you. With the first one, there will be a second one. The fish we caught this time is big enough."

Under his control, the fish hook entered the water again.

Of course Dema understood what he meant, so he couldn't refuse again and said, "Thank you, Marshal!"

"That's right." Omarivi said, with his index finger standing on his mouth and said, "Shh, don't make a sound, don't scare my fish away." His neck stretched out long and looked at the water, as if there were treasures in the water.

Dema stretched out his tongue and grimaced mischievously. Unfortunately, Omarivi focused on fishing and did not notice his actions.

Omarivi is called an amazingly genius by historians. It is true that although it was his first fishing, he caught six fish in a short while.

When the sixth line was caught, Omarivi said to the five guards: "I'll give you these five lines. How do you eat them? Tell me, I'll make them for you."

What an honor it was to cook the fish that the marshal caught with himself and also cook for himself to eat. The five guards were so excited that they shed tears of excitement.

Omarivie said, "That's wrong. In order to protect me, you stand guard in the dark and white days and be loyal to your duties. It's so hard, let me, the one who drags you down, repay you once."

The five guards cried, "Marson..." and could no longer say anything.

"Stop crying, my Omarivi's soldiers are all iron-clad men. There are only bloody people and no tears." Omarivi said righteously and then made a small joke, "You cry again, I will drive you to bed and sleep."

His little joke was exchanged for laughter, and the two fishermen who had been frightened all the time showed smiles.

Omarivi threw the hook into the water for the seventh time. After a while, a small boat was flying. On the bow, there was a big man with a burly figure. From his standing posture, he could tell that he was a well-trained soldier.

The boat approached the small boat, and the man jumped up and said hurriedly: "Marson, there is an emergency military situation."

Omarive answered the question irrelevantly: "The fish is caught."

With a trembling wrist, a larger golden-wire silverfish flew out of the water, with a foot length of five. Omarivi praised: "What a big fish."

He took the fish off, put it into the bucket, and asked, "Li Wei. Is Fengling Pass in a hurry?"

Li Wei was surprised and said, "Marcedes-Master. Do you know?"

Omarivi looked at the water and said, "I knew it as soon as you got on the boat. Your face was really not very good!" Looking back at Li Wei, he said, "You should laugh, smile knowingly. It's a soldier! No matter what conditions you are under, you must be calm and composed. That's the real soldier."

"Thank you, Marshal." Li Wei received the teachings.

As soon as he finished speaking, another small boat came flying. A big man jumped up without waiting for a stop and said hurriedly: "Marson, it's not good."

Omarivie said leisurely: "What big thing is that urgent? Isn't it just that Fengling Pass is in a hurry? What's the fuss about it? You are a big boss, acting like a woman."

The great man was named Xin Luo. He stayed in the local area and didn't know what to say. He was stunned and said, "Marson, it's really a big deal. Fengling Pass is about to fall."

Omarivie jumped up and said, "It's so fast that I haven't kept it for a day. Fan Yingjie is such a fool." Then he shouted, "The fish has taken the bait, what a big fish."

He lifted it up hard, but unfortunately, he did not pull the fish up. Instead, a strong force came from the water. He stood unsteadily and fell into the water with a plop.

There was a constant sound of plops. Dema, five guards, Li Wei, Xin Luo, and two fishermen jumped down one after another to save Omarivi.

Omarivi showed his head, spit out a sip of water, and said hurriedly: "Hurry up, go and find the director of the MI8th Division. Their intelligence is not accurate."

Li Wei responded, "Yes!" He climbed onto the boat in a hurry, urging the fisherman to row the boat and go like a fly.

With the help of everyone, Omarivi climbed onto the boat and said, "We'll go back too." He said with regret: "What a big fish!"

Dema called a fisherman and asked him to row a boat. Another fisherman rowed another boat, and the two boats left like arrows.

Omalivi had just left, and water splashed on the lake, and a large bluefish that was several feet long churning kept swaming. He swam into the distance, and Omalivi's fishing gear was also dragged by it.

The Silk City Battle was due to Omalivi's relaxing fishing, and he got another joking name "Fishing Show". Omalivi's fishing was very smooth at the beginning, and he caught seven golden silk silverfish in a row. When he caught the largest bluefish, he was unable to take the bluefish into his pocket.

This is surprisingly similar to the Silk City Battle. After Omalivi captured Silk City, Luohe City, Yuyang Pass and Fengling Pass in one fell swoop, he encountered the "No. 1 general in the mainland", Feyadoro, which frustrated his plan. Some people compared the Silk City Battle with fishing, saying that Feyadoro was the one that hooked, but did not become the American food on Omalivi's plate. Therefore, Feyadoro had another nickname "Big Blue Fish".

The history of Omalivi fishing on the West River was mixed and there was no conclusion. Some people praised him and some criticized him. Those who praised him said that he took a break from his busy schedule, enjoyed his emotions and understood the taste of life. More importantly, he planned his hat and won thousands of miles away, but this could only be done by a genius with amazing minds. Although the evolution of the battle was very similar to his original intention, it was not his responsibility, but an error in the intelligence. Another point was that Omalivi's style of loving soldiers like flesh and blood was fully revealed during this fishing process. The first thing he thought of was his subordinates, who distributed the fish he caught first to his guards. Whether it was accusation or praise him, they had to admit that treating soldiers as flesh and blood was Omalivi's virtue and was widely circulated.

The person who accused him said that no matter where the mistake was, as the head coach, he was unshirkable for failure. In the situation was not clear and the situation was not stable, he ran to fish and missed the opportunity for the fight. As Feyedoro said, the number of winners and losses was not determined on the battlefield, but on time. Whoever can reach the battlefield in the shortest time will have the initiative and will win. In order to do this, Feyedoro will bet on a gamble and cross the uncrossed Fengling Mountains.

Omalivi lost not much time, only a little bit. If he didn't go fishing, the staff would not have to wait for him to send him information, and he would have reacted the fastest in the shortest time, enough for him to arrive at the battlefield first and defeat the Blue Moon army that was exhausted over Fengling Mountain.

Whether it is accusation or appreciation, they will not talk about one issue, that is, if they were in such a situation, would they think that Feudoro, who had long passed away, would he have to command the army of the Blue Moon Empire?

For Omalivi, he didn't take Fip and others seriously. Fengling Pass fell too fast, far beyond his expectations, and he suddenly realized that the information was wrong. The commander-in-chief of the Blue Moon Empire was not Fip, but someone else. When he expressed his thoughts, he was strongly opposed by the MIIT Eighth Department. If he hadn't been the marshal of the famous mainland, some people would have long said that he was a madman.

In Omarevi's tent, Omarevi, who had changed his marshal's uniform, looked at the man opposite him seriously, Bond, the director of the MI8th Division, and said: "Sir, unfortunately, your intelligence has made a major mistake. The commander-in-chief of the Blue Moon Army is not Feipu, but someone else."

Bond looked disbelief on his face and said, "Marson, this is the information provided by our insider, and you can definitely trust it."

Omalivi said: "You are also a soldier. You said, can anyone in the Blue Moon Empire do it if you capture Fengling Pass within one day?"

"Oh, Marshal, you are really good at joking. Fengling Pass is a powerful pass that will never fall. No one can do it except Marshal. It must be that the military report went wrong." Bond didn't believe it at all.

Omarivie threw Fan Yingjie's military newspaper in front of him and said, "Look at it yourself. This is the urgent letter of General Fan Yingjie, the guard of Fengling Pass. This is his handwriting. General Fan can attack and defend well. He is a rare tiger general. He is loyal and honest and never lie. What else do you have to say?"

"Marcedes, sorry. Marshal, you are right, I think, there is a need to re-invest this matter." Bond had to admit his mistake in the face of the ruthless facts.

"This matter should be fast. Your intelligence department is also good at assassination, it is best to get rid of him. I don't want someone to stand at the city gate with a sword to stop me from moving forward when attacking Bowent." Omalivi issued an assassination order.

"Yes, Marshal." Bond retreated.

"Adminton, immediately send an order to ask the third, fifth and sixth three 10,000 teams, to reinforce Fengling Pass immediately and take Fengling Pass back to me." Omalivi ordered loudly.

He picked up the pen, picked up the pen and wrote on a piece of silk, put down the pen, rolled it into a tube, put it in a bamboo tube, and asked Dema to find a Xinying, tie the bamboo tube under the abdomen of the eagle, and fed a piece of dried meat to the eagle. The eagle shouted happily and flew away.

Looking at the direction where the Yingying disappeared, Omarivi said, "May God bless you! Let's go too." He took the lead in leaving the handsome tent, and Dema followed him out.

Omarivie sent reinforcements not really to take back Fengling Pass, but to attract the attention of the Blue Moon Empire, creating an illusion that he would march from Fengling Pass and seize Boint. However, the rope that Ferry asked Doro to put on his neck tightened tighter and tighter.

Walking in the primeval forest where there are densely packed and even the sun cannot penetrate, it makes people both scared and excited.

Rick and his party have been in the forest of Phantom Beasts where Rick is proud of for two days. This is the third day. Just dawn that day, Rick and the others got up from their sleeping bag, washed up, made breakfast, and started their adventure again. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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