During the second battle of the city merger, Zhou Chen issued so many orders in the first time, and each order was related to mobilizing the army. The last command arrow was thrown to Zhahe, and more than 2,000 soldiers under his command were almost empty.

Only Zhou Chen and Xiaoru were left in the tent, and his face also showed the paleness that the patient should have. Xiaoru hurriedly put on another coat for him. The winter wind had not passed yet, and the beautiful mage could let Zhou Chen do whatever he wanted, but her care was still there.

"Greedy Lang is here, go and help bring the tea at home. He likes to drink that kind of tea the most." Zhou Chen looked up and looked at it. Although the voice was not loud, his tone was undeniable.

"I……"

"I'll tell you to go!" Zhou Chen slapped hard on the table, and was greeting Tianlang and Qi Yue who came in afterwards.

The leather armor of Tianlang faintly exuded the color of magical dark gold, and the wolf skin helmet became his symbol, "Zi Chen, why are you so angry with your sister-in-law? Just a little tea."

Zhou Chen could tell based on his steps that the man was a Greedy Lang, and with Greedy Lang's ears, he could naturally hear the conversation between the two of them just now. Xiaoru's eyes showed a grievance, but Qi Yue said a few words in her ear before the two women left the military tent.

Sitting opposite Zhou Chen without hesitation, Tianlang looked at him, hoarse, "Why, what else can only listen to you and me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chen nodded, "He Ming is dead, I am killed by me." There was no abnormal fluctuation in the undead pupils, and he knew that Tianlang had guessed this, "I blame me for not calling you during the duel?...I don't think you are so stingy."

"Wrong, sharing happiness and hardships is called brothers. I don't dare to recognize brothers like you." Surprisingly, there was anger in the words of Tianlang, but when he saw Zhou Chen's pale cheeks, he didn't care about anything.

"Haha." Zhou Chen laughed dryly, "Greedy Lang, you really look like one of my little brothers... Forget it, let's talk about serious things first. You should have gone to Plain No. 18 again. The bodies of He Ming and Bing Xiong really disappeared?"

"Yes, I really didn't find anything except some traces of fighting."

"I think I'm going to die..." Zhou Chen's eyes darkened, and he believed that Tan Lang could hear the meaning of it.

Sure enough, the pair of Youlan was also much dim, "Zi Chen, I know you have a way, or you are trying to find a way. Even if you die, I will not let the opponent's enemy kill you."

"Thank you." Zhou Chen's words came from his heart, and his eyes were fixed. He stared at the other party's eyes, "There is only one way, that is, fast!"

"quick?"

"Since the people behind He Ming have a way to summon their bodies back, if he wants to come, it will only take these few days, and I will only have 'this few days' to escape."

"It's not just you, but also your sister-in-law, Xiao A Zi... and me, and us." Tianlang corrected his grammatical problem and said, "Zi Chen, tell me, as long as I get the unconditional support of Tianlang, as for Feng Ling, there are those two big names who have never appeared. If they know that some powerful characters will come to the ep area to disrupt the situation, they should agree with your strategy."

Zhou Chen’s so-called “fast” must be aimed at this battle between Xuanyi and the dark city merging. They have to let everything here settle before someone comes. Although the system has not said anything, anyone with a discerning eye knows that ending the city merging is the way to open the latest portal. Perhaps it is not the only way, but there is only one way for the time being.

Sure enough, when Feng Ling learned about He Ming's news and the news of He Ming's death, his face looked extremely ugly. Zhou Chen did absolutely nothing wrong. If he wanted to win this battle of the city, this person must die. However, some strange lines after He Ming's death reminded Zhou Chen, Tan Lang, and Feng Ling, who had frown on his face. This matter was not as simple as imagined...

On this day, Zhou Chen and Tan Lang personally led the team to the enemy's front position. Whether it was the Double Wolf or the Musket Team holding the "Zichen" label, the large-caliber hunting rifle, they were the aces of the Pioneer Battalion. When the two arrived, the flag of Xuanyi City was already hanging high here.

It was quite difficult for Zhou Chen to get here at this time, so he charged into battle and lost our Zi Chen Pioneer. Tianlang replaced him and sat on the tall horse majestic.

With such a big move, the Angry Ghost Pioneer and the Undead Pioneer had received the news. What was abnormal is that the two seemed to have just returned from the desert. Their eyes were dull and dark circles were hanging, and their bodies were trembling from time to time. The commander repeated the battle report three times, and the Angry Ghost reacted, "Contract the defense, shrink the defense..."

It is not the first day for the two vanguards to do this. If the frontier positions were lost twice in a row, the angrily ghost vanguard would have carried his long sword on his back and cut off the enemy's head. Unfortunately, as a commemorative officer, he did not dare to speculate on the chief's thoughts, and then retreated. The city lord and the commander ignored this matter. His task was commemoration.

"Gudu", the angry ghost swallowed a mouthful and looked at the undead pioneer with straight eyes, "You won't go out and take a look?"

"Why don't you go? The lonely wolf actually killed Young Master He. Now he stretched his neck under my knife, and I dare not cut it." The undead pioneer said sarcastically, "Didn't you see that those two people have given up on us? Unless you can find a backer of the people behind Young Master He, otherwise one 'take care of it' would be enough for us to die a hundred times, a thousand times!"

The troll pioneer angrily spread the pages, paper and pen on the desk to the ground, "What should you do if you ask me to do? Are you just sitting here waiting to die?"

"I have been looking for a woman for He Ming, but I have not slacked off at all. He said he would not go if he didn't ask you to protect you? You are fool!" The undead stood up and looked up at the other party. Soon, the sound of fighting came from the Pioneer's tent...

In just one day, the distribution of ep's power changed significantly. The reason was of course the war. According to non-detailed statistics, the second battle of mergers began, and the total number of troops of the Undercity and Xuanyi City was close to 60,000. On the eve of the duel between Zhou Chen and He Ming, the total loss of the two armies was less than 10,000.

The small fight was directly escalated into a 10,000 duel. Colonel Feng Ling's strong support was not only the team of 10,000 people, logistics support, militia, and supplies. It seemed that the colonel was not so active on the eve of the attack on Fenghuo City.

At night, the Pioneer Camp set up camp in the No. 39 Valley (dark area). Although Zhou Chen had not visited the battlefield in person, the left and right commands were already quite burdened for him now. When he leaned on the tiger skin mount, Zhou Chen's eyes were full of fatigue.

"Drink some porridge." Xiaoru was not satisfied with Zhou Chen. She wanted to point at his nose and curse, and then throw him back to the bed of the Virtual House. Because Zhou Chen, who was so stubborn, had no gentlemanly demeanor. Xiaoru was scolded by him every time she dissuaded.

There is no way, who can make others a patient? Tolerate...

Zhou Chen drank some rice porridge and shook his head at the spoon that reached to his mouth again, "Greedy Lang, aren't you tired of standing at the door for so long? Do you think my current body can perform some passionate movies for you?"

"Hehe." He laughed dryly, and the blood-filled Tianlang walked in with a curtain door.

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Chapter completed!