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Chapter 810 Bran, here we come

ps: I bowed to my book friend for the nth reward of "Shadow Sniper"~! It's really n times. The raccoon is very grateful, thank you again~!

Due to preconceived ideas, the black-faced general from the Cangyan Legion made a low-level judgment mistake, allowing the attacker to successfully score the goal in the first time.

In this way, even if the tone of victory and loss was quickly and thoroughly set! Because, in addition to the fortifications, it was not a sporadic grain robbery team that came to fight Qiu Feng, but a black and vengeful iron army with almost more than 100,000...

"It's done!" On the raised mounds of fortifications several miles away, there were men and women, old and young, and dozens of people watched the battle scene from afar. After the fierce gunman in the distance seemed to be thunder and lightning flowers, a young man wearing dark armor and freckled face suddenly became excited, and he couldn't help but wave his fists and shouted in a deep voice.

At the same time, the atmosphere around us also relaxed. "Haha, I didn't expect that the gap would be opened in this regular Bran so soon. It seems that our first battle of the comeback will be very beautiful... Well, that's General Frey?"

"Yes. I have to say that it is a bit unwise to charge as a general. However, General Frey is worthy of being an expert in breaking the formation. Although he has no spear-breaking teams under his current status, he has a good habit of taking the lead in attacking the enemy camp in every battle. Haha, it's better to maintain it..."

"Who said no... But we can't forget the purple-bore cannon. If it hadn't exploded a gap in this neat fortification with one shot, this battle wouldn't have been so smooth. Therefore, this battle should be the first contribution!"

...

Speaking of this, there is no need to guess. Naturally, this group of attackers can only be the gray-clothed army that officially launched a revenge. Although the black-faced general made a mistake in making a decision, he actually lost it was not too unfair. The gray-clothed army has endured it to this point, so he naturally cannot tolerate any factors to destroy their first battle.

Gradually, as the war balance tilted slowly and unstoppably, dozens of people, who could tell at first glance, were in a good mood. Among them, the woman standing in the front of the center of the crowd secretly clenched her fists and exhaled slightly, feeling relieved.

Judging from the position, although this woman is a bit too young, her identity should be quite low. She looks a bit weird, holding a staff in her hand, wearing a whole set of armor, and her helmet covers half of her face. It looks like an agile fox wearing a turtle shell, which is inconsistent and visually visible.

Reinstalled mage, magic warrior, or is it just afraid of death?

Well, no matter which one it is, it sounds like an unreliable feeling. However, this young woman obviously does not have such awareness and stands calmly. She looks calm and calm, and looks calm.

Dozens of people behind him looked at each other from time to time. There was no sign of making fun of him, and some were full of respect and admiration.

Because, this is their leader - Joshia!

Of course, these respects and admirations are not just due to their lofty status, but more because of their personal charm and ability, etc.!

Some words sound a bit pretentious, but this does not mean that everyone knows nothing. It is natural to say what kind of group the Gray Clothes Army belongs to, but such a noble lady and noble magician with a superior background and a promising future chooses to put aside this unique advantage that most people in the world are jealous and envious, and instead mix with them, the rebels, and even willing to risk their lives...

Sometimes, everyone would involuntarily think like this, what exactly is she trying to do?

Figure the chief status of the gray-clothed army?

Well, even everyone feels extremely ashamed if they think so. Everyone likes to be the leader, but it may not be possible to rebel the leader.

What's more, in the year when we retreated into the 100,000 mountains, the situation of the Gray Clothing Army was extremely difficult. Everyone was together day and night, and they knew that limited food was not enough for everyone to eat. Therefore, when distributing, the first thing to consider soldiers is to ensure combat effectiveness. Secondly, special groups such as the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the other is the ordinary people of the Gray Clothing Army. Finally, it is the turn of civilian administrative personnel of the Gray Clothing Army, whose role is relatively less obvious.

Of course, the actual situation is that before the turn is over, the food has been exhausted. It can be said that except for the soldiers, everyone else is basically full and hungry. As the leader, Joshia, who is the leader, realizes that she is an administrative staff, so the treatment is the same... In fact, this rule is set by her.

She stipulated this and followed it in this way. When she saw her swallowing all kinds of strange-shaped bitter wild vegetables into her belly countless times, it was not that no one stood up to stop it, nor that no one was willing to take out better food... But in the end, she was persuaded with kind words, or she directly ordered her to take up her status and refused without exception!

In the end, some people even secretly prayed that she would get sick, because as long as she was sick, she would have no excuse to refuse according to the rules set. It was a pity that although she could occasionally see her tired and sleepy appearance, she would not be sick. It was really urgent and she could do nothing...

Some people would also think that the reason why the gray-clothed army, which had been in a low morale and was in danger, did not completely collapse this year was because she still existed. Everyone was looking at her, worried about her, moved her, inspired her, and cheered and cheered her!

She seemed to know her role, so she never became negative or got sick. Even if she hadn't closed her eyes for several days and nights, she never showed her depressed appearance. In the eyes of ordinary people in the gray-clothed army, she was always so optimistic and gentle, with high fighting spirit and full of confidence.

Before the war, she casually said that she would wear a whole set of armor to supervise the battle in the future. Everyone was silent. Everyone knew that she was not afraid of death, and there was no doubt about this from the moment she volunteered to join the gray-clothed army. Everyone also knew that she was afraid of death, because once she made a mistake, the gray-clothed army that finally crawled out of the abyss of hell would be really hopeless...

I think if she was looking for the position of the leader of the gray-clothed army, then it would be a great blessing for the military and civilians of the gray-clothed army!

...

On the mound, under the war in the distance, Joshia's half-covered face was a little red. She didn't know that everyone behind her had thought so much about her back. She was concentrating on watching the increasingly obvious battle situation in the distance, and the big stone fell completely and steadily in her heart.

Logically speaking, the gray-clothed army, which became a kind-hearted mentality, devoted all its strength to the death this time. The number of soldiers alone was more than 10,000, which was much stronger than the Cangyan regular army that was only more than 10,000. What's more, there is a large battlefield killing weapon of the purple chamber cannon, which is completely crushed without any suspense, and there is no need to worry at all.

But the reality is that except for using several purple-chambered cannons and opening the gap in the fortifications in a round of volleys, this killer never roared and roared again.

This thing is now the biggest trump card of the Gray Clothing Army, and the trump card is naturally used to open up the situation, such as the real siege... As for the current Cangyan regular army and the blockade lines in the 100,000 mountains, in the eyes of Joshiya and others, it is just an appetizer. There is no need to use the Purple Cannon, a killing weapon, to avoid leaking the news and affecting the subsequent explosion effect.

Of course, it’s not that I don’t pay attention to it, it’s just that things are prioritized. In fact, Joshia was still very nervous before the war - they had to win the first battle in the comeback, and they had to win beautiful things!

But after all, the Gray-Clothed Army has not really fought a war for a year. Although the confrontational training has never been delayed, it lacks real war and blood baptism. I always feel that something is missing and I feel that it is not so stable.

Fortunately, the result did not really worry Joshia. She found that she had underestimated the strong revenge in the hearts of the soldiers. Looking around, even though she was not very real in the dusk, she could still recognize the figures of gray-clothed soldiers from the fierce battle. Because at this time, they seemed to have turned into wild beasts that had never eaten meat for March. Any attack must be a crazy way to fight for life without fear of death. As long as she was still breathing, she had to stab the sword into the other party's body first, and then she closed her eyes with a smile, hugged the other party and fell down with a bang...

Seeing this, Joshia's eyes drooped slightly, and he tightened his staff tightly, adding some confidence in the plan for the return of the gray army. She had a conscience and believed that as long as this intimidating aura was still there, they would be unstoppable!

He raised his head, the stars were gone, and he murmured in a low voice, "Bran, we are here... are you ready?"

…(To be continued...)
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