The pangolin nodded, and then took out the Book of Eight Desolations.
Han Sanqian walked up to his ear and said, "With your current ability, how deep can you drill?"
"About a hundred meters," the pangolin said.
Han Sanqian nodded, and then, with a movement of his hand, he sent out the secret signal he had shared with Mo Beitian and others.
Only a few minutes later, Mo Beitian arrived with two thousands of brothers. However, looking at Mo Beitian's situation, it was obvious that the situation was not optimistic.
"Damn, why didn't you call me when the fight was so fierce just now? I wanted to lead people out several times." Mo Beitian said before the people arrived.
"But don't talk to me about this now. If we move, the group of people who should fall into the city should also notice it. Let's leave quickly."
While speaking, Mo Beitian had already rushed in front of Han Sanqian, and then, without waiting for Han Sanqian to speak, he dragged Han Sanqian and fled forward.
However, Mo Beitian was very depressed, because when he pulled Han Sanqian, not only did he not pull Han Sanqian away, but Han Sanqian forcefully pulled him back like a huge boulder.
Just when Mo Beitian looked confused, Han Sanqian smiled, looked at the large army behind him, and said, "Is everyone here?"
Mo Beitian nodded: "We're all here."
"Where are the wounded soldiers?"
"The wounded soldiers are in the middle. If they walk in front, they will easily block the road and slow down the marching speed. The Queen Mother will easily fall behind and be unable to keep up within a few steps. Therefore, I always put them in the middle so that they can be taken care of in front and behind." Mo Beitian
said.
Then, he whispered into Han Sanqian's ear and said: "In three days, many people's injuries have worsened. I also know that you are in trouble now. I, Mo Beitian, am never willing to give up on the situation, but,
At this critical moment of life and death, I think those wounded soldiers can understand."
Mo Beitian was afraid that it would be difficult for Han Sanqian to speak, so he took the initiative to speak.
Han Sanqian shook his head: "If you, Mo Beitian, don't abandon your brothers, will I, Han Sanqian, be able to do it?"
"Besides, these injured brothers today were all injured because they helped me that day. Not only can I, Han Sanqian, not abandon them, but I also have the responsibility and obligation to treat them."
"Three thousand, brothers are brothers, but everything must focus on the overall situation. Loyalty is a good thing, but if it is excessive, it is foolishness. Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters. With your words, I believe these injured brothers
I will never have any intention of blaming you." Qing Ji advised.
As he finished speaking, the center of the team heard a sudden noise. Looking around, some wounded soldiers took the initiative to give up their positions in the middle and stood up.
"The Palace Master is right, our brothers in the Hundred Demon Palace are not afraid of sacrifice."
"We in the Heavenly Demon Palace are not afraid of death. You leave, and we will be the rear."
A group of wounded soldiers quickly understood what the big guys meant and stood up one after another.
Looking at the resolute faces of these wounded soldiers, Han Sanqian smiled knowingly. Seeing them, Han Sanqian couldn't help but miss the brothers in his alliance.
"Don't worry, I, Han Sanqian, will definitely keep my word. I said I won't leave any of you behind, so I will never leave any of you behind."
"With me, Han Sanqian, none of you can die." Han Sanqian also said with a confident smile.
After saying this, amidst the doubts and puzzlements of Mo Beitian and Qing Ji, the pangolin also walked over slowly, smiled and said, "I can prove it."
