1030: C1030 Lead the Troops to War

C1030 Lead the Troops to War

1030th chapter. Leading troops to war

The strength of the Shocking Flood Empire meant that one had an absolute advantage in terms of quantity.

With the same number, it could be said that they were evenly matched.

Ye Xiong rubbed the cephalo-, not understanding the reason.

He opened the magic array, connected to Ai Heluo and Grand Commander, and reported the situation to them.

Let those big shots think about the headache!

"Report to Lord Commander, gate Three needs backup!"

When Ye Xiong heard the report, his relaxed mood became tense again.

He only had one million mobile troops, and it was not enough!

Three gates, on average, could only send three hundred thousand troops per gate.

He came outside, his gaze sweeping over the guards who were sitting on the spot.

Suddenly, his gaze focused.

He saw Zhang San, which was also Zhang Xing and the other two.

The others all nervously closed their eyes to adjust their breathing so that they could reach their best condition.

He saw Zhang San lazily leaning against a stone platform with a smile on his face. It was unknown what he was thinking.

Eh? Where did this kid live in the past? Why wasn't he nervous or scared at all?

Ye Xiong's cultivation level was with 5-Star Warlord.

He could naturally tell Zhang Xing's age.

An eleven or twelve year old youth had definitely never been to a battlefield before.

Judging from his current performance and his unparalleled luck, he must be a man blessed by the stars.

Why not send him out to try?

"Zhang San!"

Ye Xiong said in a deep voice.

Zhang Xing raised his eyes and looked at him. He slowly stood up, walked steadily to Ye Xiong, and cupped his hands.

"May I know why Lord Commander called Subordinate?"

Zhang Xing's attitude was neither cold nor warm, and he didn't look like Subordinate at all.

For some reason, Ye Xiong suddenly had the feeling that he was Zhang Xing and Subordinate.

"I will appoint you as the captain and ask you to lead 300,000 men to support the Third Gate. Are you confident that you can do it?"

Zhang Xing thought for a moment and agreed.

Although he could not guess what Ye Xiong meant, he did not care where he went.

In any case, he just wanted Dark Knight to absorb his soul and restore his combat strength.2

"Lord Commander, I'm sure you have confidence. Don't worry."

Upon hearing Zhang Xing's straightforward reply, a smile emerged on Ye Xiong's face. At the same time, he was also looking forward to it in his heart.

He hoped that Zhang San would give him another surprise.

Zhang Xing took Ye Xiong's token and led three hundred thousand people towards the Third Gate.

There were four centurion guarding the Third Gate, which meant that there were four million people in total.

However, they had already lost nearly two million people.

The other two city gates only lost one million people.

Niu Feng and centurion were so anxious that their lips were cracked, and smoke was coming out of their throats.

The enemy's attack was too fierce.

What terrified them the most was the enemy's magic missiles.

This was a magic weapon that they had never seen before.

The power of a single missile was equivalent to the self-destruction of a One Star War Reverent.

It was extremely terrifying!

Fortunately, there was a limit to the number of such missiles. After three rounds of bombardment, they stopped.

They were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses.

The other three centurion were injured and hid behind to recover.

He was the only one commanding the battle. He was really busy.

When he saw a young man in his teens leading his troops over, he couldn't help but frown deeply.

Was Lord Commander joking?

He knew Zhang San. He was a celebrity in the army, and he was famous for his luck.

Lord Commander had actually made him the captain.

The other captains all led 100,000 soldiers, and he led 300,000.

This could be considered unprecedented.

Now that the situation was urgent, he could let it go.

But the key was, would a brat like him, who was still wet behind the ears, lead troops to fight a defensive battle?

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