"Daxia will not be destroyed because I will come back to help after the battle with the high-level gods of Daxia."

"Members of the Divine Legion will also come to help."

"And with the desperate resistance of 70 million soldiers, and the Great Wall of the North as a barrier, they will never be able to step into Daxia."

"But..." Lin Fan said softly: "Daxia will suffer heavy losses."

"Lao Zhang and the other gods of Great Xia may be annihilated, but they will not escape! They will definitely fight until the last moment! Fight until they are exhausted and die!"

"Because they know that once the medium gods are not held back, nearly two hundred medium winter gods will go to help the high gods of the Winter Temple...the balance between the two high gods will be completely broken, and the gods of Great Xia will have to

Complete death! Daxia is completely finished!"

"The soldiers will also suffer heavy casualties. They will face the gods with human bodies without fear and hold them back!"

"Because behind them is Daxia, their home!"

"So, is there really nothing we can do?" Lin Fan's eyes turned slightly red as he looked at all the staff present, "Everyone, I beg you, please find a way!"

The whole place was silent.

Faint sobs could be heard.

The staff members lowered their heads, full of shame, and clenched their fists, as if they had seen Mr. Zhang and other Daxia gods being surrounded and killed by one hundred and ninety-three medium gods, and saw countless compatriots roaring and dragging the gods with artillery fire.

By the time the soldiers arrived, they were frozen by the cold winter.

"How to do how to do……"

"Why can't I be smarter?"

"There must be a way, there must be a way! Give me a few more minutes..." A staff officer grabbed his hair, his face flushed.

The scene was desperate for a moment.

Although the battle has not happened yet, huge losses seem inevitable!

suddenly.

"boom!"

Mr. Jin slammed the table, stood up, and looked around at the sobbing staff officers present.

With a majesty that has been on the battlefield for a long time, Jin Lao's eyes were filled with determination: "Why panic! Why cry!"

"Damn it, for the Temple of Winter, I, Daxia, have made so many preparations. I built the Great Wall of the North, the Roaring Barrier, and the underground furnace!"

"The Winter Temple hasn't even arrived yet, and you're scared to tears?"

"Damn it! If there is no other way, then die! This is the way!" Jin Lao narrowed his eyes and said to Lin Fan: "I will personally lead a million soldiers to guard the Great Wall of the North in the battlefield of the middle gods!"

"Mr. Zhang and the others can't stop them, I'll stop them!"

"I can't stop

Stop, millions of soldiers block it!"

"Even if you use your life to pile up, you will never let the gods take a step forward, and you will have to wait until you, the higher god, and the army of gods end the battle!"

What should I do if I can’t beat him?

If you can't beat it, you'll die!

But even if you die, you still have to take a bite of the enemy's flesh and blood!

This is the determination of a veteran. This determination does not come from the academy, but from countless battles and the love for this land!

This is also the bloody nature of Daxia people!

"But..." Lin Fan said quickly.

"Don't persuade me!" Mr. Jin said coldly: "That's how I got here back then! The troops I had in Vietnam back then were suicide squads sent to die!"

"Some troops are willing to die knowingly! But I, Daxia, am not afraid of death!"

Jin Lao's aura is like a rainbow. Although he is only a human body, he has the determination to face more than 400 mid-level gods!

Use your life to hold back those middling gods!

Each of the staff officers no longer looked sad and stood up one after another!

"I will lead the team with Mr. Jin!"

"I am coming too!"

"Isn't it just death? Then die!"

"Oh, who said we can't think of a way? This is the way!"

For a moment, the originally gloomy conference room became tragic and solemn.

Lin Fan's eyes were slightly red and he was speechless.

He wanted to refuse, but Lin Fan also knew that this was the only way.

What should I do if the medium gods of Great Xia cannot stop the medium gods of Winter Temple?

Either delay or let these mid-level gods of the Winter Temple help their high-level gods.

And just like Lin Fan said, Daxia can only hold them back at any cost, even if it costs them their lives!

Otherwise, once all the high-level gods among the gods of Great Xia are wiped out, it will be completely over.

And just when Lin Fan fell into despair, and when many soldiers were thinking of death.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A laugh came from far and near!

"I can't wait to die."

"Are my current descendants in Daxia so stupid?"

"Who!" Mr. Jin suddenly widened his eyes and said coldly: "Who dares to insult the soldiers here!"

How dare anyone say that Daxia soldiers are stupid?

This directly angered Mr. Jin.

Lin Fan's eyes suddenly widened. At this moment, he felt a wave of divine power.

Lin Fan looked towards the distant horizon.

A golden light rises from the earth to the sky, and on the distant horizon, among the golden light gathering, a figure is faintly visible.

at the same time.

Mr. Chen's voice sounded on the intercom: "Severe fluctuations have been detected in Luzhou, and it is suspected that an ancestor has awakened!"

"The target is rapidly approaching the Great Wall of the North!"

And in the air, the feather fan scarf came out of the air.

Returning ancestors?

But in my memory, there is no ancestor returning now!

Thinking of what the other party had said before, Lin Fan immediately walked out of the window and bowed respectfully to the figure stepping into the air: "Student Lin Fan, I have met you sir!"

"It will help build relationships."

The golden light dispersed, revealing a weather-beaten face. Under the feather fan scarf, there was a pair of deep eyes.

His aura is not overpowering, he is only at the fourth level, and he is at the bottom among the gods of Great Xia. He has only just woken up from his deep sleep.

But there is an air of elegance.

"Literati?"

Lin Fan's breathing was slightly rapid. This inexplicably awakened ancestor was a scholar!

Very good!

What Daxia is lacking now is literati!

Shang Weitian is now in charge of the northwest production area, and is also responsible for the development of fifteen subsidiary planes, as well as armaments. He is already exhausted, and he has been looking for a literary ancestor to help him share the pressure all day long.

At the same time, feeling the opponent's fourth-level aura, Lin Fan suddenly knew why he had not seen this person wake up in his previous life.

Daxia in the previous life was already frozen for thousands of miles.

As a scholar, this person is not very strong. Even though he has been sleeping until now, he has only reached the fourth level.

You know, the longer you sleep, the better your strength will recover. When Lu Bu woke up two years ago, he was already at the peak of the ninth level, and the First Emperor, who woke up last year, started at the twelfth level!

Even Zhao Gao, who stole the fate of the Qin Dynasty, has been sleeping till now and still has ninth-level strength!

It can be seen that the strength of literati is generally not as good as that of Eastern warrior gods and emperors, of course, Confucianism is an exception...

Now that I think about it, in his last life, this humble literati ancestor might have froze to death in the cold winter and slept to death...

Perhaps this is also the reason why Lin Fan rarely saw literati wake up in his previous life, because ordinary literati were not as powerful as military generals, not to mention that they had to face the invasion and interference of various gods while sleeping.

Military generals relied on their tyrannical strength and physique to forcibly wake up, but countless literati ancestors died silently in their sleep.
To be continued...