1327. Chapter 1327 The Final Battle 2
3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! "Maybe it's because of enmity with the Beimo royal family." Lieutenant General A gloated and smiled.
Mu Zifeng thought it was true: "Perhaps it is true."
Other than that, there was no way to explain why this strong man launched such a devastating attack on Bei Mo.
"General, the last general requests to lead troops to encircle and suppress the fleeing Beimo Army!" Deputy General A couldn't hide his excitement, and asked for orders loudly.
"The last general also requests to lead troops to encircle and suppress the fleeing Beimo army. The number does not need to be large, 10,000 people are enough!" Lieutenant General B also pleaded loudly.
The Eastern Jin Dynasty was suppressed so badly before, and now it is such a good opportunity to beat the dog in the water, how can they let it go?
However, Mu Zifeng's face was condensed and serious, and after a long while, he slowly shook his head: "No."
"Why?" Lieutenants A and B were anxious.
Mu Zifeng analyzed calmly: "If that strong man deliberately seeks Bei Mo's bad luck, and you join the battle circle, there is no guarantee that you will not make fun of his old man and implicate the Eastern Jin military camp. Can you bear the consequences?"
With that strong man's cultivation base, destroying the Eastern Jin army is like playing, and the Eastern Jin army is finished with a wave of his sleeves.
Seeing that lieutenants A and B hesitated to speak, Mu Zifeng said again: "What's more, once you get caught in this kind of battle, you will be dumped like dumplings. Do you have the ability to escape? Do you think the Eastern Jin army is better than the Northern Mo? The army is more brave and sturdy? So, why do you bother to make unnecessary sacrifices?"
Seeing the two capable confidantes hang their heads guiltily, Mu Zifeng patted their shoulders: "Send the order, the entire Eastern Jin army retreats a hundred miles away, and then sit back and watch the show."
"Yes!" The two lieutenants hurriedly led away.
Mu Zifeng still stood where he was, with his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes half-closed, staring at the radiant figure in the mid-air in the distance without blinking.
He rubbed his chin and frowned in distress: Why does this person's figure look familiar?
North Desert Barracks.
Su Luo ran around in the crowd.
Because there were millions of troops covering it, Patriarch Mo couldn't lock her aura at all, so Patriarch Mo, in a rage, dealt a devastating blow to the barracks, causing corpses to pile up on the ground and blood to flow like rivers.
However, as the corpses around him continued to fall, the breath of death permeated, and the breath of living people was easily recognized.
This is also the reason why Patriarch Mo attacked the crowd crazily.
Soon, Patriarch Mo locked on the target he was looking for.
However, at this moment, Patriarch Mo did not chase after Su Luo quickly, instead, he took out a transparent crystal ball from his chest.
At this moment, the thick clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight slanted across the ground. The naked eye could clearly see that this transparent crystal ball was held in the palm of both hands by Patriarch Mo.
The crystal ball burst into breathtaking light.
Suddenly, Su Luo had a very bad premonition. She felt that since Patriarch Mo took out this crystal ball, her soul was subjected to strong fluctuations, and it seemed that she was about to fly out of her body and rush towards that crystal ball. Brilliant crystal ball.
What the hell is that crystal ball? How can there be such a strong attraction to the soul?
Su Luo felt dizzy for a while, her body seemed to be under control, and she moved forward step by step like a puppet.
But at this time, the countless corpses piled up on the ground, their bodies were filled with a faint black smoke, and this black smoke curled up into the sky, slowly converging towards the crystal ball.