In the central army's tent, generals and officers, and civilian senior officials were still in chaos. Some blamed each other, some were red in the face of fighting, and some were depressed and sighed, but there was no decisive opinion.

Those who could come up with decisive opinions, such as Josiah, Frey, and others, sat behind the tactical table, looking at the military map in front of them, as if they had no idea and remained silent.

This is the battlefield!

This is the strange, changeable, complex and cruel battlefield of life and death!

The situation of the gray-clothed army the day before was still very good, with awe-inspiring power that swept across thousands of troops like tigers. Now, they are suddenly trapped in a territory, and disaster is about to come!

No wonder anyone. Although the overall strategic plan was formulated by Frey, it was approved by all the senior generals and the same was true for occupying Sharon's main road. Joshian, as the leader, made up his mind and then gained the recognition of most people.

Frey is not bad, because Frey is indeed the best replacement for marshal in the gray-clothed army today. Joshia is not bad, because she did not do anything wrong at all.

They decided everything by themselves. Now the problem is here, who can I blame? Perhaps, if I want to blame, I can only blame others for my skills. I failed to see the other party’s intention trap and stepped in...

After a moment, Frey, who was looking at the map, frowned into mountains and rivers. He didn't know if he hadn't thought of a way to break the deadlock or was disturbed by the quarrel in the big tent. Finally, he suddenly looked up and shouted loudly, "Shut up!"

As soon as the shout fell, the tent was silent. The senior generals who were still quarreling touched Frey's eyes, and involuntarily avoided their sight and lowered their heads.

At this time, "Ask a few questions..." Joshia leaned on her chin and looked motionless. She seemed to have not heard the previous quarrel and Frey's angrily shouted. She looked at the military map without looking up and said calmly, "If we choose to break through now and use the purple cannon, we will be somewhat sure to leave here."

After a pause, the generals and officers looked at each other, not knowing what Joshia meant. They didn't dare to speak for a while. Finally, Frey shook his head and replied: "If this game was really set by Bran and we chose to break through, they would definitely suppress it wildly, even if they used the purple-loaded cannon... they were almost certain in a short period of time."

"How long does it take to get a short time? Give me a certain time...before the barbarians come here?"

"yes!"

"Well, if we retreat on the same road, give up the near-occupied area, and retreat to the large rear of the Sharon military road..."

"No, the leader, there is not enough time. The army may be able to do it, but the people in the town cannot retreat... Many new recruits who joined the army are all residents of these towns, and their homes and relatives are here. They cannot give up."

Question and answer, extremely fast.

Joshia nodded and raised her head, looking calm as water: "You can't retreat, you can't advance. General Frey, what do you think we should do now?"

It seemed like a difficult situation, but Frey had already understood what Joshia was thinking at this time. He smiled and blew the wooden table lightly, and said firmly: "Then you have to beat it!"

“Are you sure?”

"I don't know, I'll know after I've beaten." Frey looked calm.

At this time, the senior generals around him also reacted. Yes, at the moment, it is inevitable that they will start a head-on war with the barbarians. In this way, instead of quarreling and complaining here, it is better to think about how to fight with the barbarians.

The reason is that simple, but the generals who were previously depressed by the terrifying power of the barbarians were unable to face reality for the time being.

Now that I have been told by this question and answer, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became warm,

"Fuck! Since you can't escape, then fight! If you can have a fight with the barbarians, my career on the battlefield will be complete..."

"Bah, can you still talk? You're too unlucky... Not only do you want to fight, we also want to win! Nothing else, just to block the messy mouths that say our gray-clothed army can only make small fuss and make money in the national crisis!"

"That's a pissing sound! Isn't it just a barbarian? There's nothing to be afraid of when carrying one head on both shoulders? I'm the only one!"

"Haha, you should be beaten up. This is the responsibility of our soldiers and soldiers. You are a civilian old man who is useless and cannot even carry a knife. Can you curse the barbarians to death by your mouth... Oh, no, the barbarians don't understand what you are calling..."

"Fuck! When I went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, you kid was still playing with mud..."

...

Basically, they are all rude men with no education, and they are struggling in the bloody storm of the battlefield. Once they put aside their worries, they will immediately regain their bandit spirit like the counterfeiter leader, ready to go, and be rude and domineering.

Seeing this, Frey immediately took advantage of the situation to order, gathered most of the purple-bore guns and organized troops in the army, and transferred them to the main military route of Sharon, preparing to divide the barbarians with the barbarians. As for the Bran army on the periphery, I think at this time, they would not interfere with the battle, and whether they were the Northern Wilderness Barbarians or the Gray Clothes Army, any loss was the result they expected.

After most of the generals in the tent dispersed, Joshia, who had been silent and did not interfere with Frey's order, suddenly spoke: "After a while, I will take the second army to the east of the Sharon Road. Brother Frey, I will leave this here to you. Please take care of yourself!"

Frey was stunned when he heard this, then immediately reacted and nodded: "I understand, please take care of the leader!"

It was not stated clearly, but this is the way out.

The barbarians' combat power is too terrifying. This is not a situation that can be regained with a slogan. Even if Joshia and the others have confidence, or even if they are nine points, they may not dare to gamble if they fail. The reason is very simple, because they carry too much things and cannot afford to lose!

The location of the main road of Sharon is really embarrassing. It happened to be in the middle of the occupied area of ​​the Gray-Clothed Army. If it is occupied by the barbarians, the Gray-Clothed Army will face a situation where it is cut off and the first one cannot be connected. This is a big taboo in military strategy and it is easy to suffer losses. In addition, the Bran army on the periphery is still eyeing it, and it is not impossible to be wiped out by the entire army.

Therefore, Joshia proposed to take the second army to the other side of the Sharon road, and he was trying to divide the senior leaders of the Grey Army into two parts. Just like the principle of not putting eggs in the same basket. In this way, even if there is a problem with either side of Frey, Joshia himself. The Grey Army will not be in danger of being wiped out by the entire army, and hope of making a comeback will be retained!

...

...

In the evening, Haita went up the mountain again and came to Wuding's small residence.

"Master, there is news. This afternoon, a group of people from unknown origin forcibly broke into the city's space magic tower, knocked out the guards, and hijacked a space magician sitting in the tower. Then they activated the remote teleportation array and left quickly... They should be right."

"Sure enough, I was walking in the remote teleportation array." Wu Ding nodded without surprise when he heard this, and his face covered with old man spots showed a little smile. "Hehe, this move is right. It seems that Xiao Tang really cares about the gray-clothed army... No, he should care about Joshia's safety."

"Master, do you think he can succeed?" After successfully forcing Tang En to take action, Haita was a little worried about gains and losses. Of course, this is normal. After all, it is a battlefield and is facing an army. No matter how high the force is, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents.

"I don't know." Wu Ding shook his head and then said. "But if Xiao Tang cannot succeed, it will basically prove that this road is a dead end, so there is no need to try again."

He paused, "At that time, we can only wait, waiting for Bran to be destroyed. Or, wait until the mysterious commander reveals his whereabouts, and then let me, the old man, go for another trip."

Haita is very anxious: "No, Master, you..."

He interrupted with a wave of his hand, "needless to say, I know my physical condition, and I still have the power to fight... Haha, don't be so sad, everyone will die, and I am no exception. Moreover, you should think more about the benefits. Instead of letting me survive until death, it's better to do something for Bran in the end. It's quite cost-effective, isn't it?"

If Tang En's weakness is Joshia, the gray-clothed army. Then Woodin's weakness, which seems to be indifferent to everything, is the Bran Empire. He has been guarding for most of his life, and he cannot sit idly by and watch the empire collapse and do nothing.

Haita lowered his head sadly when he heard this, knowing that the master had made up his mind and could not shake it. He could only expect Tang En to succeed now, so that the master would not have to go down the mountain to fight this may be the final battle of glory...

"Okay, I'm not dead yet, so don't be so anxious to show off this look." Everyone was afraid of death, but people like Wu Ding who have seen all the prosperity of the world can take these inevitable things lightly, and even joke without any hesitation.

He paused and said seriously, "Transfer to the military headquarters, and said that it was me, and asked them to order the front legions to attack the barbarians in three days. I don't need to know what losses or the price, and I don't need occasional victory. I just need them to mobilize the barbarians to run, so that Xiao Tang can find the mysterious commander who gives orders!"

"clear!"

"Also, before Xiao Tang succeeds or fails, let the Bran army surrounding the gray-clothed army be honest. If anyone takes advantage of the situation, regardless of the military merits and ranks, he will behead him directly in front of the army!"

"yes!"

...

From Bran to the north, at normal speed, it takes several days or even one week to take a boat. If you take a little closer, you can get one to two days ahead of time. Of course, you may never reach it, because there are so many thieves along the way...

Tang En didn't choose either, so in less than a day, he successfully set foot on the northern land.

I have to say that the remote teleportation array is really a good thing. Although it is expensive and there are accidents from time to time, there is absolutely nothing to say about speed. It can be transformed into a short distance, and you can reach a place thousands of miles away in just a few breaths.

Of course, this is also due to Bran's huge investment in this regard. Not all cities have remote teleportation arrays, which can usually be owned only in large cities with particularly developed politics, economy, etc. Oh, there are some special situations, such as when the Gray Clothes Army cooperated with Bran for the first time, in order to ensure smooth information between the two sides, Bran set up a remote teleportation array in a city around the Hundred Thousand Mountains...

It was still evening, Sabah City and Tang En arrived at the first stop in the north.

The light dissipated, and what appeared in front of me was a round arched closed building. The surrounding walls were carved with various mysterious patterns, which looked distant and mysterious, just like the feeling given by a space magician.

There are huge illumination crystals on all sides of the walls, making it brighter as daytime. When you lower your head, you will see the space magic array built with countless vertical and horizontal lines on the ground below you, and you can easily see the flashing flowing light in it. It flashes and fleeting.

This is the remote teleportation array. This is the space magic tower. Cities with teleportation arrays all over the country have built this very similar. It gives people the feeling that they have not moved in place, but in fact they have traveled thousands of miles and successfully reached their destination.

"Good evening, gentlemen, please come and register." Not far from the magic circle, near the door, a middle-aged magician in a robe sat looking at this side. He said with a polite smile.

As for the so-called registration, of course, it is a registration of identity. The remote teleportation array is not a cheap thing that everyone can use. This is a more luxurious and expensive way of transportation. The consumption of each transmission is very huge. In addition to the royal family and some very special people, the great nobles have to pay for it if they want to use it, and ordinary noble families cannot afford it.

Of course, paying is before teleportation. Registering your identity now is worrying about this unique way to fly for thousands of miles. Becoming a spy, wanted criminal, etc., so you must confirm your identity.

Tang En, who walked out of the teleportation array, ignored it and explained to more than ten young people beside him, "After going out, find a secret agency and give Joshia and the others a word. Let them persevere, I will solve this problem... If I really can't hold on, I didn't come back then, let her... let them make their own plans, she knows what to do..."

"Sir, you need to come and register your identity!"

"The fighting qi circulation channel I gave you before is good, and there are benefits. The rest is in David's hands... The killer organization can continue to do it. David is in the open and Mithu is in the dark, but Josh must be the leader. This is my order. Of course, if you don't want to do it, you can discuss it yourself..."

"Boss..."

"No need to say, nothing. I know that time is tight, just listen... Remember, the most important thing is that if I haven't come back for a long time, there is no news... Don't worry, don't think too much, just in case, I'm not so easy to die, maybe I'm delayed by something. Well, don't go inquire about my news, and don't have any other thoughts. This is especially important to watch Little Carol. That girl is so angry that she can do anything... and... Finally, I'll wait for me to come back."

"Sir——" the tone of voice became stronger, and the middle-aged magician frowned and stood up, looking unhappy. I believe that if I hadn't known that those who could ride in the remote teleportation array would not be any ordinary person, and this gentleman would be called a man. Unfortunately, he could not see the bitter space magician standing behind Tang En and the others, otherwise he might have seen something based on this...

"That's it, it's gone." Tang En simply waved his hand, hugged the space magician's shoulder and walked to the registration table. He did not take the quill handed over by the middle-aged magician, and asked calmly, "Where is the space crystal?"

Space crystal, a necessity for starting the teleportation array.

He was stunned, "Uh, you still have to teleport... Wait! Who told you to go out without permission? Do you know the rules? Register and leave..." Looking at the more than ten young people who walked towards the door deaf, the middle-aged magician suddenly became anxious, raised his hand and raised his magic wand.

A faint light of blade passed by, and the magic staff that had just been raised broke into two pieces. The lower end was tightly held in the middle-aged magician's hand, and the head of the staff wrapped in magic crystal fell down and hit the registration table.

Frowning, he reached out and grabbed the middle-aged magician's clothes, "Where is the space crystal... I have a bad temper, don't let me repeat this question."

"You, you... from which family? Bold... Do you know the rules, rules, space crystal must..." Following the middle-aged magician's subconscious glance at the small door on the right, Tang En got the answer, let go of his palm, and walked straight away.

"Damn it, you don't have this right..." The strong wind blew, the round arched walls trembled, and the middle-aged magician's figure completely fell into the mural.

"Now there is..."

For a moment, Tang En and the trembling space magician walked out of the small room with a few colorless transparent crystals.

He came to the magic array, leaned over, and put the crystals into the groove of the magic array one by one. Suddenly, light flowed out like water, quickly covering every vertical and horizontal line of the magic array, and overflowing light.

Standing in the magic circle and turning his head, Tang En asked calmly, "Do you still remember what I said before?"

"Remember, remember... ask me to be a manager, don't make bad thoughts, don't be clever... If you are safe, I'm safe..."

"Very good, don't be nervous, my promise is still valid. Where is the next stop?"

"...It seems to be the northern teleportation array of the temple, located in a hidden cave very close to the Holy Light City."

"Oh, it's always the Northern Temple. I'm familiar with that place... Let's go."

"yes."

Waving the staff, the dazzling light instantly soared into the sky, covering up the figures of the two in the magic array. When the light dissipated, the magic array was empty.

After a moment, with a click, the middle-aged magician peeled off the wall and fell straight down.

...

The northern teleportation array of the temple.

The cave is still in a round arched architectural style. However, unlike Sabah City, there is not only one space magician here. There are nearly a hundred high-level knights wearing holy armor, priests, mages, etc. holding staffs, which fill the cave with a full set of noises. There are also many people outside, as if they are going to go somewhere together, waiting in a long queue.

The space magician who presided over the teleportation was directing the knight to install the space crystal, counted the number of people in the cave, turned around and shouted, "Hurry, hurry! A few more people come in, pass away at one time..."

…………(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!