Chapter 1707 Frightened

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At this time, the border of Pakistan is filled with the smoke of war.

The sounds of gunshots, grenades, and rockets were mixed together, and the fight was inexorable.

However, it was obvious that Asan's army was much stronger, and the Pakistan side was losing ground, and more and more soldiers died in the artillery fire.

The three of them laughed arrogantly towards the border of Pakistan, and shot unscrupulously.

In their eyes, a small country like Pakistan, isn't it just bullying?

Even if there is Huaguo's support behind them, they think that Huaguo is no good, and they can't beat their Asan Empire.

"Keep attacking! Break their defenses, invade their cities, seize their women, and rob them of their money!"

A San general shouted arrogantly and ordered his men.

As soon as the Asan soldiers below heard it, all of them were going to attack Pakistan even more frantically.

However, at this moment, a mutation occurred!

That General Asan was suddenly cut into countless pieces, blood mist filled the sky for a while, and his internal organs and limbs were scattered on the ground.

All the Asan soldiers have not recovered from their shock, and then, they are proud of the tanks, rockets, machine guns and so on.

They were all torn apart, and no matter how hard the carapace was, it could not resist the fate of being divided.

Then, there are several leaders of the captains, all of them, like the generals, cannot escape the fate of being divided.

At this time, all the Asan soldiers reacted, looking around in horror.

They seem to be still looking for who did it and where the attack originated.

But no matter how they looked, they couldn't find it, and the number of people who were divided began to increase exponentially.

The surviving soldiers felt horrified when they saw their companions being inexplicably divided into hundreds of pieces.

run!

Run now!

Running away was their only thought, and it was so weird and scary.

It is inexplicable that people die so miserably, and the key is to find no reason.

That bit of courage to fight was enough to dissipate without a trace in an instant.

Asan's side began to rout, and everyone ran back desperately.

Even so, there seemed to be a large cutting net chasing them behind them.

Those who run slowly still haven't escaped the fate of being divided.

Puff puff!

The blood mist burst out one after another!

There was a sea of ​​blood behind him.

The courage of Asan's soldiers was completely frightened, and they ran into their own country crying.

Thousands of soldiers rolled and crawled, believing that if they ran out of their borders, they could save their lives.

However, when they ran across the border and returned to their A-Three Kingdoms, they still couldn't escape the fate of being cut!

Puff puff...

It wasn't until everyone was cut off that the scene returned to peace.

On the field, there are already bones everywhere.

When the other Asan troops who came to support them saw the scene in front of them, they were all frightened with weak legs and a convulsion in their stomachs. What kind of military courage was completely disintegrated at this moment.

What's up with this? Run away now!

On this day, Asan was severely injured.

Thousands of soldiers were slaughtered in one day, and the audio that was sent back by those soldiers at the end was completely despairing and horrifying.

"Ghost! We angered the ghosts and gods! It is the ghosts and gods of Baguo who have descended!"

This was the sound of all the soldiers who died in the end, and immediately scared the Asan and his heart to pieces, and dared not launch any attack on Pakistan in a short time.

It is estimated that they will never dare to touch Pakistan again until the real cause of death of these thousands of soldiers is investigated.

The country of Ba was also at a loss. They had been beaten to the point of being defeated and the city would be destroyed.

The soldiers of Asan died one by one, and some Pakistani soldiers witnessed their death with their own eyes and believed that they were blessed by their gods.

It just so happened that the city of Karachi was a city with serious spiritualism, and some people immediately thought of the Holy Maiden of the Holy Land.

She must have summoned the gods to drive these Asan soldiers away.

As soon as the news came out, countless Pakistani people flocked to the holy place to worship.

Zaina, who was still hiding in the Holy Land, was also shocked by everyone's devout worship. People were praising her as a real saint who blessed Pakistan.

Zaina was at a loss, and finally saw the news to know what happened.

"The death of these frontier enemies... Isn't it just the bad guy who just wanted to invade me... It must be the benefactor, it must be..."

Zaina quickly figured out the cause and effect. She didn't think Jiang Siming was the god she summoned.

Because Jiang Siming doesn't look like someone from their country at all, but looks like... an oriental face!

Zaina quickly rummaged through the Internet. She, who had no hope at first, suddenly clicked on an article called "The God of Chinese Martial Arts, crushing all martial arts in the world!" news.

Clicking in, Zaina exclaimed, covering Yukou with her hand, her face full of shock.

Because the man inside is so similar to the person who saved her!

"Is it him? It must be!"

Zaina was overjoyed, because she finally knew who the person who rescued her was, and this person also protected her city and country.

She is very grateful to this person, not the so-called Baguobai

The gods spoken of by the surnames.

"He told me not to let me reveal his information, and I'll be tight-lipped."

"Exactly, I still have half a month to complete the ten-year deadline. I will go to Huaguo and ask him to thank him in person!"

Zaina made up her mind, and for a while, she became optimistic again about the hopeless future.

Jiang Siming never thought that he would save someone casually, but he came to thank her from a place thousands of miles away.

At this time, he had already completed the task and returned home to eat a warm meal, while waiting for news from the Ministry of Energy.

Sure enough, the news of Pakistan's great victory to drive away Asan quickly became a global hot news.

The Minister of Energy also called Jiang Siming and told him that the situation in Pakistan had subsided, and they were willing to sell the oil field to Huaxia for exploitation.

Mainly because they also understand that with their own strength sitting on such a large oil field, they will definitely continue to receive coveted peeps from Asan and even other countries.

Instead, it is better to sell it to China, so that not only will it gain benefits, but it will also be protected by China.

The Minister of Energy told Jiang Siming that not only can the oil field be mined, but Pakistan only needs 20% of the revenue and the mining fee of 50 billion soft sister coins.

The rest belong to them.

And the Ministry of Energy only needs 20%, that is to say, Jiang Siming can enjoy 60% alone!

Sixty percent of these trillion-dollar oil fields will come out, Jiang Siming said without exaggeration, he can kill the world's richest man in minutes!

Hearing this news, Jiang Siming was naturally also happy, and happily agreed, 50 billion would be paid as soon as he said it.

Jiang Siming also sent 10 billion disaster relief materials alone, which were given to Pakistan for them to rebuild their homes.

This move has won the unanimous support and gratitude of the people of Pakistan.

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