That night, Lin Fan did not return to the dormitory to rest.
Eastern coastline.
The Great Steel Wall under the moonlight is like a silent dragon sleeping in the night. No matter how washed by the waves, this dragon remains motionless, guarding the land behind it.
This is the blood and sweat of 140,000,000 Daxia citizens.
This is one of the most spectacular buildings in human history.
During the two years when the God of the Sea was wreaking havoc, Daxia used supreme courage and the people put in countless blood and sweat to build this giant dragon to protect them.
This giant dragon has blocked the sea level from rising hundreds of meters and the huge waves of 500 meters.
The most terrifying battle broke out here. Countless sea beasts roared towards this land, and the sky was shattered by monstrous artillery fire.
But whether it is the huge waves or this land, they are all blocked by this giant dragon!
But now, under the moonlight, this giant dragon is sleeping peacefully, without the roars and gunfire of the past.
Most of the soldiers have already gone to the Great Wall in the north, leaving only a few soldiers responsible for daily patrols and maintenance. The lower three floors have been transformed into residential buildings and facades, and have become a famous diving attraction.
On the contrary, the stimulated local economy has become increasingly prosperous.
But there is only one area that has not been transformed.
That is an endless city wall, and that is a wall brick!
Under the moonlight.
"Buzz!"
A dark jeep roared, shattering the tranquility and moonlight, and stopped suddenly under the city wall.
"boom!"
Lin Fan, dressed in military uniform, got out of the car, looked at the 500-meter Great Wall lying quietly under the moonlight, and exhaled.
"It's so quiet."
Looking at the quiet moonlight and listening to the sweet sound of waves crashing outside the wall, Lin Fan felt complicated in his heart.
I think of the battle here, the hard work of countless citizens, and the roar of fifty million brothers fighting.
I thought of the god of the ocean coming on the waves, of the roars of the dense sea beasts, of the monstrous artillery fire tearing apart the blue glory.
This peaceful moonlight is so hard-won.
"Commander-in-Chief!"
The patrolling soldier's report interrupted Lin Fan's thoughts.
This was a veteran who was missing an arm and had a weathered look. He looked at Lin Fan curiously. He didn't know what the commander-in-chief was doing here when the war was about to start and the time was tight to prepare for the war.
Lin Fan smiled: "Don't worry about me, continue patrolling."
"I'm just here to see some brothers."
Lin Fan slowly walked towards the city wall.
Under the moonlight, Lin Fan touched the bricks and tiles and touched the names on the bricks.
Behind him are tombstones.
In the three invasions of the Ocean Temple, Daxia lost half a million warriors.
They sleep under this wall.
"Wang Dayong"
"Li Fei"
"Liu Weiguo"
Lin Fan looked at the names, felt the rough and convex bricks at his fingertips, and seemed to see familiar faces.
Childish and innocent, but with the same determination in his eyes!
Lin Fan took out a bottle of liquor from his arms and slowly poured himself a glass.
"Bros,"
"I haven't seen you for a long time."
He seemed to be talking to an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time. He was only twenty years old, but his face was full of vicissitudes of life, and he took a sip under the moonlight.
"I'm really too busy lately. Tomorrow, the God of Winter will invade again."
"But I think I should come and see you tonight anyway."
"Brothers, don't worry."
"The land you have protected is now protected by someone!"
"Your family members still have people fighting for them!"
"Your children can still thrive!"
Lin Fan raised his wine glass and slowly bent down: "I would like to toast you all to this glass!"
"I, Lin Fan, hereby swear that your blood will not be shed in vain!"
"The land you protect with your lives must not be allowed to enter by gods!"
"Brothers, please sleep peacefully and watch from here!"
"At the top of the North, I, Daxia, will face the harsh winter!"
"If there is a god who can enter Daxia standing up, I, Lin Fan, will come to see you and personally apologize to my brothers!"
Lin Fan finished the drink in one gulp, and the hot liquor rushed into his throat.
Lin Fan's drinking capacity was not good. He rarely drank, and his consciousness was a little blurry at the moment. The guard next to him quickly stepped forward to help: "Commander..."
"No, it's okay," Lin Fan waved his hand and looked at the names on the wall with a gentle smile: "I'll have a few more drinks with my brothers."
Under the moonlight, a figure in military uniform walked staggeringly under the city wall, stroking the city wall with one hand, holding a wine glass in the other, and shouted in the quiet moonlight with his big tongue.
"Wang Dayong, I remember you. Haha, you are here too. Don't worry, your wife and children are doing well now. Well, I heard that she remarried. Your children have a good relationship with their stepfather and have changed their surnames. Regardless,
Others call me dad..."
"Li Fei, you're here too. Well, your mother is in good health. She was really uncomfortable at first and came to see you every day... Well, you remember, oh, you asked her why she didn't come recently...
With the care of our local unit, we successfully helped her find a wife, helped your mother remarry, and successfully solved your mother's single problem. The other person was her first love before your father. The two have a very good relationship, and now they go together every day
In the haze of drunkenness, Lin Fan seemed to see young faces waving to him one after another.
"Plop!"
Lin Fan fell to the ground and finally fell asleep completely, directly under the city wall with names written on it, where the warrior slept.
Lin Fan said vaguely: "Liu Meng, you are still so thin, you don't know how to eat more after going down..."
In the dream, soldiers came towards him one by one.
That is
A familiar face.
They are laughing and singing.
In the distance, the patrolling one-armed veteran stood there silently, looking at the figure who was obviously the supreme commander-in-chief of Great Xia who held great power, lying on the ground like a drunkard, sleeping in the mausoleum.
Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.
"Brothers, Commander-in-Chief, he has never forgotten us."
The veteran walked forward slowly, wanting to help the commander-in-chief go to the dormitory of the Great Steel Wall, but looking at the young man holding a tombstone and mumbling, he was silent for a moment, unbuttoned his coat, and put it on the commander-in-chief
.
"Former veteran of the Third Battalion of the Death Regiment, Xu Guangrong! Salute!"
He stood upright and saluted the supreme commander with his only remaining arm!
Lin Fan slept for who knows how long. In his dream, he laughed and cried with those familiar figures, talking about the recent news in Daxia and the situation at home after everyone left.
This is a very long dream.
suddenly.
"Commander-in-Chief, it's time for you to go." Ming Ming stood up and said with a smile, "Although we are reluctant to part with you,...Commander-in-Chief, the war is about to begin."
Others also laughed and said: "Daxia still needs you, so we won't delay you."
"Well, come and see us more when you have time... But I know you are busy, so it's okay if you don't come. We can just watch you here."
"You must not let us down! Commander-in-Chief!"
"We are looking at you, our brothers, and Daxia!"
"The land we protect must not be trampled by the gods!"
"This battle cannot be lost!"
A monstrous fighting spirit burst out from them!
Can't lose!
Even in their dreams, they are still full of fighting spirit!
This is obsession!
"Don't worry, we can't lose this battle!" Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was oppressive dark clouds!
This is……
Lin Fan was in a daze, and the guard on the side quickly said: "Commander, you are finally awake. You have been sleeping in this mausoleum all night, and we don't know whether we should call you or not."
Lin Fan handed the coat he was wearing to the guard, and then stood up. What came into view were endless tombstones and wall tiles full of names.
"Asleep..." Lin Fan rubbed his head. Fortunately, after a good sleep, the drunkenness was gone and he regained consciousness. He turned around and asked, "What time is it?"
"Eight o'clock in the morning. Commander-in-Chief, the gods of Great Xia will return in two hours." The guard said as he picked up the phone and walked to the jeep. "I will notify the nearby airport and we will rush to the Great Wall of the North immediately. There is still time.
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"Um."
Lin Fan nodded, turned around and walked towards the jeep.
suddenly,
Lin Fan stopped.
He turned around, looked at the city wall full of names and the endless tombstones, and saluted!
"Don't worry, brothers."
"This battle must be won!"
His voice, carried by the cold wind, echoed under this silent city wall!
The cold wind howled like countless voices roaring.
Two hours later.
Great Wall of the North.
Large conference room of the Supreme Command Center.
The gods of Great Xia gathered together, and six thousand legions of gods arrived. Even Brenda and the gods, as well as King Arthur, the god of high knights, were also sitting below.
Although all the gods of Daxia are now working in the God Realm.
But no matter when Daxia faces danger, they will definitely come back as soon as possible!
This is their home!
This time, it will also be the last pre-war meeting, and the entire meeting will be broadcast to all commanders.
Their expressions were all serious, and they knew what was going to happen next.
Winter is coming!
Winter Temple is coming soon!
The war is about to begin!
But there is no fear in everyone's eyes, only overwhelming fighting spirit!
Daxia, never fear the enemy!
After washing his face and completely sobering up, Lin Fan handed over the next tactics to the gods of Great Xia.
"Now, the soldiers are in their respective positions and arrived at their respective combat areas after the exercise yesterday."
"Of these eleven battlefields, ten are battlefields of high gods, the most critical of which are the battlefields of Chione and the deputy palace master."
"Although they are separated, the gods of winter cannot support each other, and the cold release mechanism cannot overlap."
"We in Daxia, including Ou Fang, have a total of twelve high-level gods. Against the ten high-level gods of winter, we seem to have a numerical advantage."
"But these two are both at the thirteenth level of strength, and Chione's strength is even further! As the goddess of winter, she masters [Winter]!"
Lin Fan pointed to one of the red areas and said to Wang Hu: "So, Xingye and I join forces to deal with Chione!"
Xingye may not be second only to Lin Fan among the gods of Great Xia, because her strength is only at the twelfth level.
Compared with Wang Hu and Shi Huang who were in the 13th level, they were both a bit worse.
But it is definitely the most suitable pairing with Lin Fan. One warrior is responsible for frontal output, and one assassin is responsible for secret attacks. It is absolutely suitable!
What's more, with the shared vision of the Susanoo Eye, the cooperation is absolutely tacit.
"Yeah." Xingye nodded without saying much, only with firm eyes!
As for why Lin Fan went up on his own, nonsense, as the commander-in-chief, it was natural for him to go up.
Furthermore, although Lin Fan is only at the twelfth level of strength now, seemingly inferior to Wang Hu and the First Emperor, he is the only one who has mastered [Killing] and [Pain], and with the help of Poseidon's shadow, there is no doubt that he is the most powerful person today.
Xia is the most powerful.
Only he can
Reluctantly confronting Chione, who masters the rules of [Winter].
"Wang Hu, you are now the only thirteenth level person in Daxia. You cooperate with King Arthur and are responsible for dealing with the deputy palace master."
"Don't look at it as two against one. You have to be careful. You are a blood demon, but... blood can also freeze."
"Wang Hu takes the order!" Wang Hu stood up, with no fear in his eyes, only a fierce fighting spirit, and sneered: "Ice and snow cannot freeze the blood of my Daxia!"
"Besides, I have a trick up my sleeve!"
"King Arthur takes command!" King Arthur, who was wearing knight armor, also stood up suddenly. Although he was Ou Fang's ancestor, at this moment, he was equally full of fighting spirit: "Da Xia is kind to me, Ou Fang. If Da Xia falls, Ou Fang will be the best."
Death!"
"Today, I swear by the glory of the sword and the knight," the sword in the stone was slowly raised, and the bright golden light shone on the blond hair. Under the knight's visor, King Arthur said word by word: "I will fight to the death for Daxia, or
Victory!"
Lin Fan looked at the First Emperor: "Next, Brother Zheng, you will be responsible for this area. You will face Dong De. He is the twelfth-level God of Winter. He was born as a slave, but he is extremely powerful..."
"Haha, slave? How dare a slave be an enemy of Gu? Dare to set foot on Gu's Great Qin?" Ying Zheng smiled disdainfully and said coldly: "For Gu, this god is really despicable."
"Leave it to me."
"Gu will let this despicable god know what it means to be an emperor in the world, what it means to be an emperor's majesty! What it means to say, the land of the Qin Dynasty must not be trampled on!"
The golden dragon roars!
This is the wrath of an emperor!
"Great Sage!"
"Old Sun is here."
"You are in charge of Winter's Fury! You are also a twelfth-level high-level divine slave, Winter's Fury!" Lin Fan nodded.
"Haha, interesting." The Great Sage grinned and shook the golden cudgel in his hand: "I don't know if these winter bones can withstand a stick from my old grandson!"
"Bai Qi!" Lin Fan looked at Bai Qi: "You are in charge of this area, and you are fighting against the eleventh-level advanced winter god."
"Hehehe," Bai Qi held the blood sickle with a fierce smile and a scarlet murderous aura surrounding him: "If you dare to invade my land of Great Qin... then Bai will have to be a farmer wielding the sickle again."
Murderous intent!
"Zilu! You are in charge here, fighting against the eleventh-level high-level winter god..."
"Finally, the class can start." Zilu smiled fiercely and clenched his fists: "I will reason with the gods. If the gods don't listen... It just so happens that I know a little bit about fists and kicks."
In a short time, Lin Fan had already arranged all the battlefields for the higher gods.
Twelve versus ten!
Except for Lin Fan and Xingye who teamed up to fight Chione, the others were all one-on-one!
The strength is not much different.
This will be a fight between man and God!
This will be a head-to-head competition between the top combat power of Daxia and the top high gods in the Winter Temple!
"Now, the arrangements of the Middle God are as follows." Lin Fan pointed to another battlefield.
Among the gods of Great Xia, middle-level gods such as Mr. Zhang and Dao Wanqian, as well as European middle-level gods such as Nier, the God of Blood Sea, all looked ugly.
They knew that there were one hundred and ninety-three middle-level gods in the Winter Temple!
And all of them together, there are only twenty of them!
Although the gods of Daxia are all powerful, the middle gods...the gap is not too big.
Twenty of them, even if they are all wearing high-level artifacts, can't compete with these nearly two hundred Winter Gods who are also mid-level gods!
The strength is almost the same, but the difference in quantity is ten times!
This is also the current shortcoming of Daxia. The ancestors have returned one by one, and together with the masters of the sect, there is no shortage of strong combat power.
Under the God-Building Project, batches of new gods emerged.
Only the middle god realm, which is the backbone, has not grown yet!
This also shows that although Daxia has developed rapidly, it is still too immature in front of the temple that has stood in the divine world for countless years!
"Lin Fan, tell me." Mr. Zhang sighed and said calmly: "Although I don't like fighting, but... I am also prepared to die in battle!"
"It's okay, isn't it just to die?" Situ Hong's eyes showed the awareness of a soldier: "Dying for Daxia is a professional honor for soldiers!"
"It's a pity that if we are given enough time... this is all we can do now." Dao Wanqian smiled: "Leave nearly two hundred medium gods to us. Release the mission, Commander-in-Chief."
For a time, all the gods of Great Xia spoke generously and prepared to die.
They are not afraid of death!
The atmosphere in the conference room became tragic and heavy.
Lin Fan frowned and said, "I didn't tell you to deal with middle gods, either?"
"Ah?" Mr. Zhang was stunned, "If we don't deal with the middle gods, then we... just watch the fun?"
Lin Fan suddenly faced a silent gentleman sitting in a wheelchair and said with a smile: "Let me introduce you, this is Sun Bin."
Bai Qi's eyes widened: "Sun Bin!? The Sun Bin of Da Qi back then, the one who had a grudge against Pang Juan?"
"Another returning ancestor?"
"How come we don't know when we woke up?"
The gods of Daxia and the members of the Divine Legion present took a deep breath and exclaimed repeatedly.
When Sun Bin woke up, they went to work in the God Realm or followed Lao Zhu to commit fraud without any knowledge.
When he learned his identity at this time, everyone looked at Sun Bin with reverence!
In fact, this person's reputation is too great. Not to mention his identity as a follower of Guiguzi, the incident with Pang Juan is well known to everyone. Even a strong general like Bai Qi who does not study has heard of it.
Meng Tian even said back then that if Chu had such counselors, it would be difficult for Qin to conquer the world.
"Sorry, I can't get up. I've seen you all." Sun Bin cupped his fists and bowed.
His eyes especially stayed on the First Emperor, Meng Tian, and Bai Qi for a moment, with incomparable respect in his eyes. After all, these were the emperors and generals of his era who had completely ended his life after his death.
Gongshu Ming is straightforward.
Looking at Sun Bin's soft legs, he said with fiery eyes: "Sir, I have a bold idea..."
"Wait a minute, Sun Bin..." Mr. Zhang suddenly thought he understood something.
"Have you ever heard of Tian Ji's horse racing?" Lin Fan said with a smile: "Twenty mid-level gods of Great Xia, fighting against one hundred and ninety-two mid-level gods of winter, is indeed difficult to deal with."
"But what if there are twenty middle-level gods wearing high-level artifacts all over their bodies, fighting against four hundred and eighty-one low-level gods?"
Mr. Zhang and others’ eyes lit up!
Situ Hong smiled fiercely: "That was simply killing indiscriminately!"
"Haha." Gongshu Ming's throat made a mechanical sound, his eyes lit up red with excitement: "New parts... continue to upgrade..."
Mr. Zhang said with some sympathy: "That picture, just thinking about it, makes me sympathize with the gods."
The Bull Demon King frowned and said: "Is this the Tian Ji horse racing in the human book...wait, does it mean that I am a low-class horse?"
But no matter what, for a moment, everyone's eyes became relaxed.
Twenty mid-level gods, all wearing high-level artifacts.
Facing two hundred low-level gods... To put it bluntly, even if you stand there and let them fight, you will be exhausted to death without breaking the defense.
A medium god can kill a large area by just raising his hand.
This is the power gap between medium gods and low gods! What’s more, there are high-level artifacts that low gods cannot damage at all!
Directly invincible!
"As for the legion of gods...six thousand low-level gods, you will be on this battlefield!" Lin Fan said solemnly: "You are facing one hundred and ninety-one middle-level gods!"
"But don't be afraid, you will also be equipped with two thousand sets of medium-level artifacts."
"Now there are five thousand sets! Plus one hundred sets of high-level artifacts and 30,000 sets of low-level artifacts!" Lao Zhu suddenly interrupted.
Lin Fan was stunned: "How much?"
Lao Zhu repeated it, and then said with some embarrassment: "Oh, those gods are so enthusiastic that I can't stop them, they have to give them to me... They are so simple and kind."
Obviously, I just got scammed and haven't had time to report it yet.
Another great harvest.
Lin Fan: "..."
Is this the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty?
It's so scary.
I and the gods of Daxia have been busy and busy, and now they have obtained thirty-two sets of high-level artifacts, which is barely enough for each of the medium gods and high gods to have one set. Most of them were sponsored by the Winter Temple.
As a result, Lao Zhu got back 100 sets of high-level artifacts, 5,000 sets of medium-level artifacts, and 30,000 sets of low-level artifacts during this trip.
What the hell...
Almost all of the six thousand low-level god-goers in the legion of gods can have a set of medium-level artifacts at their disposal!
The equipment goes directly to super level!
Plus one hundred sets of advanced artifacts!
Lin Fan could not imagine what it would be like for a third- and fourth-level god to wear a high-grade artifact and face the impoverished God of Winter.
With this batch of equipment, even the millions of demigods in the God-killing Army can equip a batch of low-level artifacts to fight the snow beasts in hand-to-hand combat...
Lin Fan suspected that if there was enough time, there would be no need to take action himself.
Lao Zhu can rebuild the Ming Dynasty in the God Realm by himself.
He is indeed a ruthless person who starts with a bowl.
Of course, this is also related to Lin Fan's dream start when he gave him 6,000 members of the Legion of Gods as his subordinates. In the last life, Lao Zhu did not go so smoothly. In the end, he was wiped out by Zeus before he started his business.
"Okay. Then equip them all." Lin Fan looked at the six thousand members of the Legion of Gods, "Your mission is to hold back the one hundred and ninety-one mid-level Winter Gods. Is there any problem?"
For a while.
"Hold on?"
"You're beating one person out of thirty, and you're still holding back?"
"We have five thousand sets of medium-level artifacts, plus one hundred sets of high-level artifacts. They can be exhausted to death!"
"I have thought about how to fight and surround them. The brothers wearing high-level artifacts may be suppressed by the equipment and unable to move. It doesn't matter. I just fight in front and resist the beating. The remaining brothers push forward! The brothers in front turn back.
Unable to bear it any longer, the brothers at the back then changed into high-level artifacts and continued to attack! They were squeezed to death and crushed to death!"
"Commander-in-Chief, you might as well give the order for us to destroy them directly!"
Six thousand members of the Divine Legion howled.
Lin Fan: "..."
It seems that he underestimated Daxia's current strength.
"Okay, that's the battle arrangement." Lin Fan stood up slowly, "But next, there is the most important point."
The whole place was silent.
"In this battle, killing is not the highest goal."
"Catch the offending gods alive as much as possible!"
In one moment, one stone stirred up a thousand waves.
"Capture alive?"
"This is a lot more difficult."
"Why capture them alive, Commander-in-Chief, if they dare to invade us, then kill them all outside the country. Let them see what it means to offend our country. They will be punished no matter how far away they are!"
"We should hang their heads on the city wall and tell the gods that our border in Daxia is a restricted area for the gods!"
"That's right, it's so convenient to kill him directly. It's quite troublesome to capture him alive. It's better to kill him directly. The corpse can also be used as nourishment."
Especially Gong Shuming, who immediately stood up with a face full of resistance and said: "Why don't you kill! If you don't kill, how can I make a new puppet, how can I upgrade my body, how can I get my parts... Ahem, actually I don't know anything about the parts.
Interested, I just feel that only by killing them can we enhance the prestige of our country!"
Face the complaints.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "Everyone, this is not just a battle with gods."
"What's more... Daxia is purchasing refrigerators."
"The refrigerator has been delivered to the door with great effort. We can't smash the refrigerator and let God's wishes go down."
