All the soldiers were making a noise, and they were a little panicked.
Lingcheng was even more dizzy and gritted his teeth: "The Western Region Protectorate is gone?"
Qin Changfeng nodded heavily.
"Then what should I do?"
Ling Chen continued to yell: "What should I do? What should I do with these brothers!"
Qin Changfeng swallowed hard: "The Holy One said that demobilizing in place does not mean that we really don't care about it, but that we let the 300,000 troops begin to return to their place of origin..."
"What the hell!"
Ling Chen gritted his teeth and became furious: "Return to their place of origin? Who called them to come to the Western Region in the first place? Huh? Now that the Western Region has developed, they want to send them back to their place of origin? Their place of origin? Many of them are prisoners. What does their place of origin mean?
?Go back and continue to go to jail?”
on site.
Extremely quiet.
Followed by, there is also incomparable anger!
This court is so bullying! It doesn’t treat them as human beings at all!
Yes.
An army of 300,000 people is a great threat to any place no matter where it goes. But is it okay if you treat these meritorious soldiers like this?
Heartache.
desolate.
humiliation!
At this time, Ling Chen felt the same as the three hundred thousand brothers! The meaning was already obvious. If the Governor's Mansion was successfully established, then there would be no place for him, Ling Chen, in the Western Region!
Oh......
If we didn’t conquer Central Asia ourselves, how could we submit to the Western Regions?
If it weren't for the young master's plan, how could the Western Regions be as wealthy as they are now?
today.
Originally, Central Asia's victory had just been decided.
After resting for a while, the decree came.
Ling Chen thought that the imperial court wanted to reward them for their merits.
So, he gathered all the 300,000 troops together, waiting to be rewarded based on their merits.
Unexpectedly...
It turned out to be this scene.
The whole place was deathly silent.
The dragon flame's military flag now seemed extremely dazzling, extremely ironic, and extremely heart-wrenching.
"What do you mean, Master..."
Although Ling Chen's personality was explosive, he still asked Qin Changfeng.
Qin Changfeng hesitated for a moment and said: "Young master said..."
"I will not accept your fate..."
Ling Chen was stunned, tears filled his eyes, and he laughed and said: "Hahahahahaha, okay, I know that the young master will not leave us! Okay, there is a general out there, and you will not accept your life!"
"good!"
He suddenly turned around, looked at the three hundred thousand soldiers with sharp eyes, and shouted: "Brothers, who are we?"
Everyone shouted: "Western Region Construction Corps!"
"Whose soldiers are we?"
"Master, Master!"
Ling Chen gritted his teeth and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "Okay! Reply to the imperial court. The situation of the war in Central Asia is temporarily undecided. The barbarian tribes will start a dispute again!"
The long sword in his hand had already begun to tremble.
Suddenly he pulled it out and pointed it towards the sky.
shouted:
"When we have conquered Central Asia, we will disperse where we are!"