The war ended with the victory of the human race, but this victory made the surviving people very confused, especially the head of the three armies this time, Rox!

There is a feeling of winning inexplicably

Not long after the war began in full, the battlefield was covered with a heavy fog. Rox vaguely heard the rear saying that the Dragon Sword had been destroyed, and his heart was chilled.

Then he directed the four generals who assisted him to support the central army, and he defeated more than a dozen sword saints with his own strength!

He was already 300 years old and it was really hard to face such a high-intensity confrontation at once. After fighting for less than a few minutes, he felt that his physical strength had dropped seriously. Just as he was about to kill a few more and more after being injured, he suddenly felt that the number of sword saints attacking him in the fog seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, and in the end he disappeared.

He thought to have gone around him and headed for the central army, so he hurried back to the central army command platform, but when he came back, he found that the adjutant on the command platform was gone, leaving only a chess piece left there, and he felt half cold.

He looked up, but found that he could not see clearly the surrounding situation. He judged in his heart that this was definitely not ordinary fog. With his strength, he looked at it with only ten meters of vision.

It's not a good thing. This situation of completely losing vision not only can't see the situation on the battlefield, but also can't command the army himself. Even though he has three hundred years of experience in the battlefield, he can't think of how to solve this dead end at this time.

If this heavy fog was a tactic that the beast tribe had prepared, I'm afraid it's going to fall today

Thinking of this, he quickly shouted at the names of the generals. Now he can only choose to retain his strength and retreat!

But with a roar, he found that no one responded

No?

Suddenly, Rox's heart was filled with coldness, and he suddenly fell to the podium as if he had lost his soul.

He was full of military troops, but he didn't expect that such an important battle after he was old, and he fell so deeply that he didn't even have one general left in the imperial court. He didn't dare to think about how much morale the empire would suffer after the news was passed back!

Thinking of this kneeling, he smiled bitterly, and slowly took out his favorite southern muffin wine from his pocket.

He bought it quietly in Kodovia. He originally wanted to find a small town after winning the war, order a piece of fat meat steak, and get drunk alone.

But it seems that I can't enjoy that leisure time

"I wish the Marshal Wu Yun prosperous and a triumphant return here!!"

Just as Rox wanted to open the bottle cap and wanted to fall into depravity for the last time, a beautiful face and a gentle voice came to Rox's mind.

The wine bottle he sent to his mouth suddenly froze in its original place

After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally sighed and closed the wine bottle again, put it back in his bag, picked up the long sword thrown beside him and stood up slowly.

Can't just give up like this

Even if he loses, he has to survive, return to the empire with shame and provide information. This is what he, the marshal, should do now.

Although you will definitely face the saliva of thousands of people when you go back like this, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, you must have the courage to bear the defeat even if you are defeated.

You can't let those who wish you prosperity behind your back

Rox, who had regained his light, took a deep breath. When he was about to retreat to the rear, a gust of breeze suddenly rose up and the surrounding mist began to slowly dissipate.

Rox was slightly shocked and quickly looked back. If the fog dissipated, he might have a chance to take away a group of soldiers, so that the empire would lose less and at least take away the griffins!

But when the fog dissipated, what he saw was an incredible scene.

Finally standing on the battlefield, the imperial soldiers wearing silver armor, looked at it and there was no other beast tribe confronting him. Their armor was penetrated by blood under the morning light, which became an extremely beautiful landscape.

Rox looked unbelievable

Just win like this?

Rox rubbed his eyes, took a deep breath, looked carefully, and suddenly realized something was wrong

More than 500,000 soldiers, and it was estimated that at most tens of thousands of people were still standing in the past, it seemed very tragic.

but

But at first glance, Wei Mao didn't look like the scene of a million battle at all?—

"How should I write this battle report of the marshal?" After dusk, in the hall of Morronto, a soldier of the sergeant level approached Rox with some anxiety and asked.

Rox is still confused, he doesn't know how to write it

A large-scale war between the two sides, with more than one million people fighting to the end of the empire, only tens of thousands of people survived, but there were less than a thousand corpses on the battlefield.

He really doesn't know how to write

Two thousand imperial griffon troops, tens of thousands of dragon horse knights, and ten imperial generals, even their own adjutants were missing. A corporal must remind him to write a report.

How do you write this report if you don’t see anyone in your life and don’t see a corpse when you die?

There are also the same among the beast tribe. If the beast tribe is defeated, why are there so few corpses on the ground? If it is not defeated, why do they withdraw from Morronto?

Don’t they know that once they withdraw from this pass and once the arcane device on the Empire is restarted, they will lose this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Can anyone tell me what's going on?

Rox scratched his head in a daze

"Will it be?" the soldier guessed nervously.

"Hmm?" Rox's eyes lit up: "What would it be? You said?"

Rox now urgently needs someone with a big brain to explain it to him, even if it's nonsense.

"Can it be that the beast tribe was defeated, and then our soldiers chased out of Morronto?"

Several officers around him suddenly lit up when they heard this: "It makes sense!!"

Is there a big reason?

Rox covered his head and rolled his eyes, but at this moment he seemed to be unable to think of any other explanation except for this logical loophole.

Finally, after hesitating for a while, Rox ordered: "Call someone to send a message back to Kodovia, ask the other side to send more personnel to strengthen the defense, and then organize a team of soldiers to go outside Morendo to see if they really rushed out."

All officers: "Yes"—

"Boss Rain Girl, how many more do we have to make?"

In the Mars base, a large group of players were forced to knead dough in the center of the base

You will find that these doughs are very strange after being machined. After being machined, these doughs are actually pieced together into models of humans and beasts.

"Who told you to catch so many?" In the base, Yu Nu Wugua was so angry that her face turned pale: "Are you locusts? You had half of the arrests before and left half of them. After that, the officers counted the bodies of the beasts and human soldiers' bodies, we secretly filled the missing bodies. As a result, you were fine. They were almost caught. I don't think about whether you could afford to catch so many?"

"We just think it's a pity that half of our deaths," said a player weakly.

Yu Nu Wugua immediately glared at him fiercely, and the player quickly shrank his head and kneaded the dough obediently.

"The human race has sent a search team," Intelligent suddenly prompted.

Yu Nu Wugua heard this and covered her head and said weakly: "How many models are there?"

System: "Three Hundred Thousand"

"First ask someone to take these models and throw them along the way, try to be more realistic in the scene."

"Can this work?" Xiye asked curiously.

"What else can I do if I don't work?" Yu Nu Wugua rolled her eyes and said, "Although there must be doubts, it is better than doing nothing. By the way, boss, how is your magic flour quality? It won't be exposed, right?"

"Of course not!" Xiye swears: "They bought all high-end goods!"

"A high-end goods with several coin coins of one thousand days" Zhizhi prompted.

Xiye: "Shut up!"

Rain Girl No Melon: ""

"Cough cough" Xiye coughed lightly and continued: "It's a bit cheaper, but the quality is very good. I have tried it myself, and that's the newly made model will smell like flour."
Chapter completed!