After leaving Duan Jiulong, Gu Li Dan did not stop at all and turned around and left.

Xiao Yang looked at Duan Jiulong on the ground and sneered.

Duan Jiulong showed a look of fear on his face, and he was completely afraid of the arrogance he had before.

When Xiao Yang looked at Duan Jiulong, Duan Jiulong immediately made a beggar for mercy, without any dignity as the so-called deputy hall master of the Heroic Spirit Hall.

"Damn it."

The sickle was swinging down and still begging for mercy, Duan Jiulong's voice suddenly stopped. His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief. His head broke away from his body in the next second and rolled to the side.

At this point, only the human army remained on the battlefield, and the orcs had completely left. Duan Jiulong from the Heroic Spirit Hall and Gong Yun Taoist in Yuxu Taoist Temple all died, and the remaining dozen Taoist from the Yuxu Taoist Temple were also caught and all killed by swords.

When they saw all the orcs leaving, the soldiers on the battlefield felt a little dreamy and illusion-like. They couldn't believe that they really won?

During so many days of war, they have long been numb to death. The deaths every day are just a bunch of numbers to them. They have even thought about staying on this battlefield forever. They have already thought about fighting here for a long time, but they have not expected that everything will end like this.

As the presidential commander on the battlefield, Zhao Ji's face showed an excited expression.

On this silent battlefield, Zhao Ji raised his arms and shouted: "Everyone, we have won!"

When Zhao Ji shouted this sentence, there was silence on the battlefield. Everyone looked around with a blank expression. After a few seconds, someone responded to Zhao Ji.

"We won?"

This response is full of questions.

"Victory! The orcs completely retreated!"

"We really won!"

"We won! We actually won!"

"Victory!"

After a series of doubts and disbeliefs, a cheer finally rang out, and the cheer was like opening the dam's gate, causing all the sounds to burst out suddenly.

"Victed!"

"Victory!Victory!WeVictory!"

"Damn it! Awesome!"

This time, the cheers rang out like a sea of ​​rushing waves. Some people knelt on the ground, crying, some people clasped their hands together and prayed, and some people lay there directly, companionship with the corpse. They had long lost all their strength and could still stand there, but they were just using their willpower to support each other. Everyone had completely different expressions of this excitement.

The strength shown by the ancestral soldiers in this battle is of course important, but the most important thing is the struggle and persistence of these soldiers. If it weren’t for them, how could Xiao Yang give him the chance to retrieve these ancestral soldiers? The victory of this war belongs to everyone and is closely related to everyone!

"Hahahahahahaha! He's here, he's here! He's here! I'll drink him for three days and three nights!"

"The one who said she wanted to drink too much last time, don't run away!"

"Who runs away from him is you!"

In a square formation, soldiers and generals shouted at each other.

On the battlefield, they are in the relationship between superiors and subordinates, but the birth and death of this war has made them become the best brothers under the battlefield. They are all people who can hand over their backs to each other with confidence!

The news of victory spread throughout major countries.

On the Antarctic continent, a banquet was held in the snow and ice. All the delicacies were airlifted from all over the world. The support behind this was all countries, and there was no problem at all.

Zhao Ji gave the order and except for the necessary brothers on duty, everyone had a grand banquet for three days. These three days, they would not return without getting drunk!

On the cold Antarctica, today it has become hot, and the fragrance of rice and wine is everywhere!

At the edge of the ancient battlefield close to the center of the earth, Xiao Yang sat here alone. During these three days, he would stay here as a post for everyone.

Three days passed in a flash.

The crowds of people on Antarctica have left most of them. Every force has left a small number of people. In this Antarctica, the front line will be established. In the future, an fortress will always appear in this Antarctica to resist another race from the opposite side of the ancient battlefield.

The leaders of all major forces stayed. After receiving the news, Xiao Yang had to notify him if he had something to do.

This battle made Xiao Yang's name spread completely among all forces. Just when the human army was most helpless, this man returned as a king, brought countless ancestral soldiers and killed the enemy's strong men.

In the temporary tent of Antarctica, there were the leaders of major forces, as well as those who held ancestral soldiers. Everyone sat there honestly, waiting.

The moment Xiao Yang walked into the big tent, everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Yang.

"I'll tell you a long story short." Xiao Yang spoke when he entered the door, "First of all, the orcs were not eliminated. They were just leaving for the time being. I can tell you very much that on the other side of this battlefield, not only orcs, but also humans. They are the same as us, but they are not on the same front as us. I think everyone has also experienced this. Therefore, the defense work of the ancient battlefield must not be relaxed. Everyone must go through strict review to set up a level fortress here. This requires you to cooperate with the Lord Qianshu to confirm your identity. You are indeed ordinary residents in the center of the earth before you can accept it. Do you understand?"

Lord Qianshu and others responded immediately.

"Second point." Xiao Yang stretched out two fingers. His eyes looked at more than 20 people present, and then spoke, "This time, I will give you the resources to hold troops and can be recovered at any time. I hope that all the people who hold troops can play the role of the troops in their hands. I think Zhao Ji has given you the specific ban on the use of ancestral soldiers. If anyone violates them, I can take back your resources to hold troops at any time!"

All of these soldiers nodded to show their understanding.

"Those two things." After Xiao Yang finished speaking, he walked outside the tent.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Ji looked at Xiao Yang's hurry and asked.

"How should I punish affair with foreign enemies on the battlefield?" Xiao Yang asked while leaving.

"Of course it's a question-and-dead." Zhao Ji answered without thinking.

"If you ask if you have enough to kill, you should copy the nine clans." Xiao Yang left these eight characters and walked out of the big tent.

And at this moment, everyone understood what Xiao Yang was going to do!

The Taoist temple of Destroying Yuxu!

"Xiao Yang, wait for me!" Zhao Ji hurriedly chased after him.
Chapter completed!