Originally, the mountains and seas were thundering and attacking from all directions at the same time, and the situation was continuous; in an instant, the blood waves were empty, and in a few seconds it was the scene of countless lives thrown on the battlefield. After the first major retreat of the Wu Alliance, it was completely changed!

The attack mode has changed to an attack of 50,000 troops every time. This wave fights one next wave and follows up one wave, and advances in a wave-like manner, without forcing the pass to capture the pass immediately, but it presents an infinitely eroded situation, which consumes the combat power of the Star Soul side.

The sacrifice still exists, the battle situation is still fierce, and there are still wars from all directions. Any place on the border is still in battle all the time.

But the extreme situation of the previous actual decisive battle disappeared.

On the side of Star Soul, the four-way general finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is the normal agreed war model..."

The commanders from all sides ordered to adjust the combat deployment accordingly.

In addition to the highest level, only the four generals can clearly know the true purpose of such a battle. Others, even the deputy generals of the Fourth Army, were completely unaware of it.

This is an extremely cruel decision!

Use tens of millions, or even billions of lives as whetstones to pile up seed masters who can reach the peak!

Whether it is the Wu Alliance, Xinghun, or the sacrificed person, every one is a good man with iron and strong character, and every one is a real man with a strong character!

This decision was so cruel and bloody.

But it was jointly decided by the top leaders of the three continents!

Every night, General Dongfang would patrol the military camp and inspect the soldiers who were about to go to war. Every minute and every second, his heart was as painful as a knife.

But he could not say, could not stop, and he had to encourage.

It was this morning.

The commanders from all directions gathered in the Eastern Military Camp.

After the Dongfang Magistrate held a drink, the four of them gathered on the top of the mountain, they had to attend the meeting and there was no one else.

The four of them sat down, and each of them was speechless.

"Now this matter is so... that I personally want to send my brothers to die."

The first person to speak was Beigong Hao and Beigong Magistrate.

This man with a rough appearance was full of grief: "I feel guilty! After every battle, looking at the long, page by page list of deaths, I feel like there are countless knife cutting in my heart! I'm sorry to them..."

Ximen Lie drank a big gulp, his face was also gloomy and he remained silent for a long time.

Nan Zhengqian lowered his head and drank, but he was breathing heavily.

The Dongfang Dashu said with a gloomy face and angrily: "Let's say a little, why are you yelling? When is this now? Everything we do now is laying the foundation for the future."

"Without the baptism of the bloody battle today, how can we deal with the coming demon clan? Without the current bloody battle, the big waves wash away the sand and the gravels produce real gold. What hope can we say in the future?"

"Don't I know that my brothers were seriously injured? But there is nothing I can do about it! Have you forgotten the tragic situation when the Star Soul was weak and became a tribe on the mainland?"

"Today's bloody battle and today's efforts are to avoid the star soul from falling into the old ways. No matter how much sacrifice it is, it should be! Do you feel good if you have made such a strategy?"

"He is going to bear the infamous for this forever. Are you so uncomfortable now? I look down on you!"

Beigong Hao swallowed a large jar of wine directly, his eyes were red, his hands pounded his chest, and he roared in a low voice: "I naturally understand the reasons and all the truths, but the ones who died were all my brothers. My brother was dead, can I feel sad?!"

"Bah, now it's more than just your brother who died. Comrades from all the soldiers, who are not brothers?"

Nan Zhenggan glanced at Beigong Hao coldly: "What? Are your griefs with your brothers showing your deep affection? Or are those brothers who died more important than the whole continent and the reproduction of the entire human race? Their death is to overcome difficulties together. Their heroic spirits will only feel infinite glory. You want to urinate here?"

Beigong Hao was stunned, and indeed stopped crying, and instead poured wine in big mouthfuls.

General Dongfang stood up with his hands and whispered: "Beigong, if... this matter is only for the secret discussion of the top leaders and does not tell us the truth. We are only responsible for commanding the war. We don't know that there is such an agreement, will you still feel so uncomfortable?"

Beigong Hao was stunned when he heard this, and even Ximen Lie was stunned.

They both understood the truth, but in fact they still couldn't understand it more or less. However, today, it was Nan Zhenggan and Dongfang Zhengyang who were dedicated to their ideological work.

Faced with the fall of countless soldiers, Nan Zhenggan and Dongfang Zhengyang were also distracted, but this ideological work had to be done and had to be done.

"If I had no idea why, I would naturally be able to command easily and would not be so uncomfortable with sacrifice. This is the true nature of war, an unavoidable reality..."

Beigong Hao said uncomfortable: "But the biggest problem is that I know now, so I feel like I betray myself and betray my brother..."

"This is a necessary process!"

Nan Zhenggan said calmly: "Didn't the predecessors use endless sacrifices to exchange for the future of the throne, the emperor and the demon ancestor. Didn't the throne grow up in the sea of ​​corpses and blood?"

"That time, to put it bluntly, it was the first wave of Gu breeding plans."

"Use everyone's flesh and blood, souls to exchange for the peak talents who can achieve supreme, compete with the great witches, and restrict the seven swords!"

"Even the higher level of enemies and opponents that we need to face in the future!"

"Even if there is no so-called plan, this plan to raise a Gu will continue and continue!!"

Nan Zhenggan said slowly: "It is precisely because of the appearance of the Emperor of the Imperial Lord that they can withstand it... the former seniors were able to put down their burdens, stop suppressing their injuries, fight happily, and die with a sigh!"

"Then I want to ask, in fact, each of the seniors can survive again. According to their cultivation, even if they have been compared by the throne, they are still better than us now, right? It can still be done if the injury has been suppressed for hundreds or thousands of years. During these times, there may not be no chance to recover. Why do they want to die and never return?"

Nan Zhenggan said lightly: "I guess they also think that they used human blood to create the Imperial Emperor and others, but they felt guilty. That's why they chose the last battle and returned in an instant!"

This remark made the other three people, including Grandmaster Dongfang, suddenly feel a sudden stern in their hearts.

Think about the worst time...

Nan Zheng said this is no longer a very likely statement!

But...it's the truth!

"Yu Zu and others took advantage of the situation to rise, and they supported the Star Soul with their hands. Since then, the Star Soul Continent has the qualification to negotiate with the Wu Alliance; then there are the Rain Demon, Qinsha, Sword Spirit, etc....They appear. Later, the rise of the King of the Right Heaven and Fairy Baiyun, and others, are enough to fight against the Great Witch! And this level [Yanyu Hongchen Novels] are not something we can understand."

"But, when a new wave of disasters comes, isn't it the time when another plan to raise a Gu? If you do sadness, I do sadness. If you don't do it, I don't do it, but who will do it? Wait for the return of the Demon Alliance and let the Star Soul Human Clan return to the fate of the inferior tribe again!?"

Nanzhenggan is focused on the east Zhengyang.

Beigong Hao and Ximen Lie were also thinking about it.

"At that time, even us, weren't we going to fight one battle after another? What's the difference between the current situation?"

Nanzhenggan Road: "How many comrades fighting around us are still left today? How many batches of brothers have we survived and how many generations have we passed away?"

"If the battles in those years were for our rise. Then how many people died for our rise? Are there hundreds of millions of them??"

Nan Zhenggan sneered: "When the left and right heavenly kings commanded the battle, they were not uncomfortable? But what could it be? This is an inevitable process, and people must be sent up. One bloody battle after another can make the real strong stand out! What are you sad and can't bear to see your comrades and brothers die? Are you trying to escape responsibility? With your kindness, you can go to this day and come out with great luck?!"

Beigong Hao stopped talking.

What Nan Zhenggan said makes sense. Even if it is not a plan to raise a Gu, it is a plan to raise a Gu.

"Charity does not control the army, righteousness does not manage finances. Nan Shuai said it well. This is an inevitable process. Personal emotions are insignificant before the current trend!"

The Oriental Marshal breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then why do we have to know? Why don't we just stop talking and letting us silence?"

Beigong Hao still couldn't figure it out: "Anyway, those who should stand out will still stand out... Now that I know the inside story, I feel depressed and uncomfortable, and the two are both harmful."

"This is different from that time."

The Oriental General finally straightened out.

He glanced at Nan Zhenggan. It seemed that this guy had been walking around the capital. Is he here to be a teacher for the three of us?

Since the Eastern Marshal was in contact, Nan Zhenggan stopped talking.

Because, as long as Dongfang Zhengyang understands it, his speech will definitely be more organized and rigorous than himself, and there is no doubt that this is.

Among the four great commanders, the Eastern Commander has always had the most say and the most powerful!

"Why is it different?"
Chapter completed!