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Chapter 753 Slap Gulan in the face

Chapter 753 Slap Gulan in the face

"Shut up, everyone!"

Wu Jiushang was still hesitant at first, but after listening to everyone's discussion, he made up his mind.

The eldest young master is the eldest young master. As a member of the Wu family, how can he disobey the eldest young master's orders?

He ordered loudly: "Send a message to the Gray Stone Base and tell us that we will return immediately and expect to arrive in more than half an hour.

Let them slow down and launch an attack together when we arrive!"

The command cabin was filled with astonishment. After a brief period of silence, some high-ranking generals immediately started making a noise.

It was just reconnaissance before, but now it is obvious that they want to fight head-on with the tauren, and they are naturally not happy.

What's more, it's the sect alliance's base that needs to be rescued, so I'm even more unhappy!

"Lord Jiu Shang, where is the main army of the Minotaurs, with more than a hundred starships and hundreds of thousands of giant bats?"

"What does the Blackstone Ridge base have to do with us?"

"Who is this Greystone Base and why should we listen to him?"

"Shut up, everyone, carry out the order, and don't let me hear any disrespectful words towards Langya again!" Wu Jiuchang shouted angrily, his eyes sternly scanning the crowd.

The eldest young master, who is near the ninth level, has awakened for the second time, and has a talent for marksmanship, is definitely the future of their Wudi Palace, and no one will be allowed to slander him.

"Follow the order!" The generals looked confused. They didn't expect Wu Jiu Shang to be so angry.

While each of them clasped their fists to accept their orders, they became even more curious about Langya who suddenly appeared!

Something's wrong, there's definitely a big secret here!

The attitude of the young master and Wu Jiu Shang is very unusual.

"Greystone Base, our fleet has begun to turn around and return. It is expected to arrive at the battlefield in half an hour. I suggest you slow down and launch an attack together after the fleets have converged."

"It seems that you really think of me as their eldest young master?"

The second avatar of the Greystone Base Fleet saw the message from Wumen Base and touched its chin with a strange expression.

I feel like I can't laugh or cry.

"Send the order, speed up!"

The second clone did not slow down as suggested by Wumen Base, but instead ordered the fleet to speed up.

Maybe it's because he has always struggled alone and he doesn't like to owe favors.

Especially this kind of inexplicable favor!

I even regretted that I shouldn’t have asked the Wumen base for help.

"Hey, my little self-esteem is quite strong!"

The second clone shook his head mockingly, pressed the communication rune, and sent a message to the Eight Gate Base who came to urge him again.

"Bamen Base, our fleet will arrive at the Blackstone Ridge battlefield within half an hour.

At the same time, the Wumen base fleet will coordinate with us to act together!"

"It's done. It's finished. I'll ask you to remind me. I think you'll be satisfied with this message, right?"

After sending the message, the second clone clapped his hands, looking very satisfied.

As he guessed, this message appeared on the screen of the command hall of the Eight Gate Base, but it went viral.

Compared with the stagnant situation of his own fleet, the fleet of Wudi Palace and the newly arrived Langya fleet have already launched an attack on the main force of the Tauren. This makes the top leaders of the eight major sects feel extremely embarrassed!

Putting aside the issue of face, it is a huge blow to morale!

"Is there any mistake? The fleets of Wudi Palace and Langya are rescuing the Black Rock Ridge base, but our reinforcements are watching from thousands of miles away!"

"Hey, it's so embarrassing. When I see people from the Four Emperors Palace in the future, I will be embarrassed to raise my head!"

"Send troops, send troops, and send another fleet to support Blackstone Ridge. There are clearly more than 2,000 starships and tens of millions of troops in the base. Why only send so few reinforcements!"

"Send troops, send troops!"

It first spread among high-level generals, and soon the news leaked, causing dissatisfaction among many middle- and low-level generals.

Even many high-level officials are considering a question. If we don’t save the Blackstone Ridge base today, what if the Tauren attack their sect base next time? Will we not save it?

After all the bases outside are lost, only the Eight Gate Base is left. Can it be defended?

"I feel that our previous decision was somewhat inappropriate. Although we must protect the eight bases, we cannot give up the other bases easily!"

Finally, Li Youdao, the ninth-level expert of the Xuantian Sect who was still recovering from his injuries, spoke publicly.

"Senior Brother Li said well. I asked Tianzong to send more reinforcements to support the Black Rock Ridge base!"

"I, Langya Sect, second the proposal!"

"I, the Weapon Refining Sect, second the proposal!"....

Immediately afterwards, the top leaders of Wentian Sect, Langya Sect, Weapon Refining Sect and other sects expressed their support.

At this time, the entire Eight Sects base was boiling. Five of the eight major sects supported sending troops, which meant that the previous decision was overturned.

Since the establishment of the sect, it has always been headed by the Shaking Sky Sect. This is the first time that such a situation has occurred.

"Asshole, it's okay to ask if Tianzong wants to send troops. Why are Xuantianzong and Langyazong joining in the fun? Do they want to unite?"

In the Marshal's office, several senior officials of Shaking Sky Sect gathered. Marshal Gulan looked at the public information one by one and smashed his cup in anger.

The policy of concentrating all efforts to defend the Eight Gate Base was formulated by him personally. This piece of public information was like a slap in the face, a burning pain!

At the same time, I am very disgusted with this new gray stone base.

If it were not the Gray Stone Base and the Wumen Base was asked to help, how could there be such a big trouble?

Liya stood far away, holding a document in her hand, and read in a low voice: "According to the investigation, Emperor Li Wenhao of Langya Kingdom was born in the Li family of Xuantian Sect, and Li Youdao spoke out to support it. This is probably the reason!

Uncle Muwen Master of Langya Sect spoke in support, while Langya Xiaoxiao was fanning aside.

The specific reason for the Weapon Refining Sect is unknown. It is speculated that the Weapon Refining Sect's Sect Refining Base is not far from the Blackstone Ridge base, and they are worried that the Tauren's next attack target will be them, so they expressed support...

As for the Beast Control Sect, this is probably the reason..."

"That's enough, I don't want to listen anymore!"

Gu Lan interrupted angrily, with a livid face: "The strength of the Minotaurs is far beyond what we can contend with. The best strategy is to concentrate our efforts to protect the Eight Gate Base.

Separate troops to guard, there are loopholes everywhere!

Everyone is short-sighted and only cares about the interests of their own sect, and will be annihilated by the tauren sooner or later."

"Brother, now is not the time to be angry!"

Gu Qing, the ninth-level powerhouse of Shaking Heaven Sect and the junior disciple of Marshal Gu Lan, raised his head expressionlessly and said: "There is already a lot of excitement outside, and there is no benefit in delaying it.

I suggest that we agree to their request and send another army to rescue them.

Whether it succeeds or not depends on God’s will!”

"Huh!" Marshal Gulan said nothing with a gloomy face and sat back in his seat.

In fact, he also understood that the best way now was to send another reinforcement.

It's just that I feel very uncomfortable. I always feel like I'm being forced to agree. Where can I put my tenth-level face?

"Master, let's send another reinforcement. If the Black Rock Ridge base is really rescued by Wudi Palace, wouldn't we be in more trouble?"

In the corner, a middle-aged eighth-level man muttered something in a low voice. Marshal Gulan glared at him and was so frightened that he immediately shut up.

(End of chapter)


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