1720: C1720 The Glory of a Soldier

C1720 The Glory of a Soldier

"But what if... Supervising Inspector Faang Fann... What if he wins? "

" When the time comes... what should we do? "

"We didn't go to rescue them at all. What should we do if Faang Fann blames us? When the time comes, we'll report it to the Temple. What should we do? "

Mo Sang from the Third Black Iron Level army under the Bronze Corps gritted his teeth. He felt that it was still not reliable, so he suggested a whole new possibility!

The laughing scene suddenly froze. Everyone in the tent looked at the Third Black Iron Level Legion's captain Mo Sang with cold expressions on their faces.

Everyone happily bragged to each other, wasn't that nice? Do you really need to do all these things here?

This possibility couldn't be said to be completely non-existent. But it can also be ignored...

Faang Fann and his army were able to wipe out an entire Bronze Level army, but they had also suffered losses. Not likely? Was that even possible?

"Commander Mo Sang, you are speaking too much today."

"If you feel uncomfortable staying in this position, you can tell me. I can give you a more relaxed position. For example... there are many pigs on the Star Moon Island that need to be fed. "

The 308 Bronze Corps' captain Hot Spring said with a cold expression. This was already considered a threat.

Even the cunning old fox began to reveal his bright fangs, indicating that he also felt that there was no way there would be any mistakes.

"That's right, that's right. The leader of the Hot Springs Legion is right!"

"Besides, even if it's possible, we can say that we didn't hear the command. It has nothing to do with us!"

The captain Frenzied Lion of the 1st Black Iron Level legion of the Bronze Legion smiled. He looked proud and casual. He felt that there was nothing worth discussing in this legion. Everything was normal.

"Didn't you hear the order?"

"There are still 100,000 people shouting outside..."

"This is too fake..."

Mo Sang, the Third Black Iron Level captain under the command of the Bronze Legion, twitched his mouth. After he said that, he shut his mouth completely, because he could feel the gloomy expression of the commander of the Bronze Legion...

This wave had completely offended him!

Mo Sang sighed softly and felt extremely helpless.

He was born in the family of generals. He believed in the path of righteousness and righteousness, but after coming to the 308 Bronze Corps, what did he do?

As soldiers, it was their honor to die on the battlefield!

But what about now? He was cheating time and time again, trying to take advantage of the situation! He was even willing to harm his comrades.

However, under such circumstances, the rewards were endless. ... This was the thing that annoyed him the most.

Those who supported the salary of everyone could not be frozen to death in the snow...

But what about now? Supervising Inspector Faang Fann would fight to the death at the front line! Yet, they were here talking about their meritorious deeds!

Shame!

The greatest humiliation!

Mo Sang gritted his teeth. This was completely different from what he had always believed in!

He silently walked out of the central army tent, out of this place that caused him to feel humiliated.0

Listening to the loud laughter that continued to come from the tent, mo Sang smiled sadly...

"Light? We are the army of light..."

"But why do I feel like it's darker... More darkness..."

Mo Sang muttered to himself as he glanced at the battlefield that was filled with cannon fire in the distance. He subconsciously licked his lips.

As a professional soldier, war was the thing that made his blood boil!

He was bathed in blood on the battlefield, listening to the sounds of the cannon fire. His entire soul was trembling and excited.

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