"President, the task of the battle situation breaks out in the past two days is very high. Should we drop some players first?"

"No," Wang Xiaofeng replied lazily, "Tell your brothers not to be impatient. The task is only partial when the situation breaks out. Moreover, a commander of the war section underestimates the enemy and goes to the dark camp. He will soon be defeated. It is just a waste of time and may even lose his honor."

“The president means…”

Why do you have to use this tone when speaking now? Is it true that my brother is really powerful? A comrade touched his nose and dared not ask me what I mean. "I will make some benefits in the Thomaris Mountains, and wait for my news to come to the front line to participate in the battle. By the way, the legions I have pointed out are always available, which will be useful."

After yawning, Wang Xiaofeng looked at the sun sinking outside, wondering how the game can achieve time synchronization in all areas. After all, things are so much different in latitude and longitude.

Yes, the world you live in is a magical world with a round sky and a place, not the real earth. In reality, all phenomena that cannot be explained can be classified as supernatural phenomena; in the game, the situation that is unclearly explained is naturally classified as magical magic.

The battle situation on the front line is quite complicated. It takes a lot of time and energy to command such a defensive battle, and the mental pressure is also quite great. However, Wang Xiaofeng learned from the lessons of the past and found several experienced and respected generals to form a command team. When he went offline to rest, he asked the three of them to coordinate the command... In fact, the three old generals were much better than him, and the results on this front line were also quite good.

Those who engage in politics may not be able to play military affairs, and those who can fight may not be able to succeed. For example, Yuan Chonghuan, and the flying generals in Longcheng. The two are skilled and lucky, Cao Cao...

A comrade was also inspired by his feelings, but he represented a force in the Holy See. Although he did not quite understand the belonging and basic situation of this force, he also understood why he could have a smooth journey. From the priest to the priest to the current bishop, he jumped to countless levels, and reached a position that ordinary clergy dare not think about, playing with the divine power in his hands, and creating some stories that have nothing to do with the players.

"Sir, the northern battlefield sent an urgent report to request reinforcements."

"Just send three or four hundred griffin knights over to express their intentions," Wang Xiaofeng sat in the seat and responded lazily, and said vaguely while eating bananas. A group of generals had already become familiar with the style of the main general and gathered on the sand table to study tactics. The general who was rewarding the battle situation did not hear Wang Xiaofeng's words clearly and stood in a dilemma.

"What's the swollen? They underestimated the enemy and fought to the opposite side. Now they lacked enough troops to ask for help?" A comrade was very depressed and could not go to Thomaris to command the battle. When he talked about the commander in the north, he was full of anger. "Tell them that we are the five most elite legions of the Shuer Empire, and we can't help them. Let them ask for help from the Holy Light City."

"Yes!" The general finally got Wang Xiaofeng's clear answer, responded and ran out of the tent. A comrade thought about it and thought that it was appropriate to "the evil man complained first". He decisively divorced and sent Elder Guangming back to the Holy Light City. Sure enough, the Holy Light City summoned the general from the northern war section the next day to the Holy Light City and ordered an elder to take up his power temporarily.

Wang Xiaofeng kindly gave eight words: strictly guard against the defensive, only defend but not attack. The other party was grateful and said that only Bishop Suifeng was following the leader. Wang Xiaofeng smiled indifferently, and with his personal strength, it affected the offensive and defensive situation of the entire endless abyss front.

In fact, if he could attack, Wang Xiaofeng would choose to attack without hesitation, but now he can't fight. A considerable number of players in the Light Clan are doing plot tasks in the Thomaris Mountains, while players in the Dark Clan have gathered a considerable number. If they rushed over and fought hard, they would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

Or at this time, tens of millions of mob players gathered together to prevent one million elite NPC troops from charging, but the player's infinite life characteristics determine that they can slowly erode these millions of troops and finally digest them. Therefore, when the veteran general on the northern front proposed to rush through the abyss to pacify the Shuer Empire, no one agreed to the commander of the other four fronts.

The guy probably was eager to win and looked down on everything. He rushed over and caught the opponent off guard. He achieved some results in the early stage, but he was killed in just two days and abandoned his armor. If he hadn't secretly mobilized several legions to block the followers' enemies, the guy would have no life to come to him for help.

The old guy who judged the ruling was not a fool, but it seemed that the old guy deliberately wanted to punish the general. If he understood the letter from the ruling, he would blame himself for taking action to save people without any trouble.

It seems that the Holy See is also a powerful struggle within the Holy See. All kinds of conspiracies and tricks are constantly being made. It seems that I am still trying to get a little more careful. These guys who worship the light are probably very dark inside.

However, Wang Xiaofeng received an appointment on the third day after arriving at the front line. His Majesty the Pope personally appointed him to go to the dark camp to contact the Dark Council and investigate how many guys support the Shuers in launching a war.

"So, the Pope and the Judgmenter are not in the same group? Are you standing on the Judgmenter's warship?" Wang Xiaofeng realized it and lay on the bed thinking. Qiu Yue beside him urged him to rest quickly. He could only ask for a leave from his wife, put on his helmet and entered the game again.

No matter what force struggles or something, just do it as a task. Since the Pope asked him to go to the rear of the dark camp to engage in ideological and political work, then he will complete it.

"Several generals, the Pope ordered me to contact the Dark Council, and you will be responsible for the front line here. Without my orders, you must not act rashly. Even if there are good fighter planes in front of you, you must think about the overall situation." Wang Xiaofeng instructed, and then frowned, "If there is any news about my death or being captured, don't believe it, I will definitely turn back in three days."

"The last general will receive the order!"

"We only follow the orders of the Lord and will not send troops easily."

They are all wise people. The power of military transfer is in the hands of the ruling office. Then the generals under him must be on the same boat as him. Wang Xiaofeng's practice of preserving his strength must have won the recognition and praise of many bigwigs.

"So, I will go now." As the saying goes, there are policies and countermeasures. Wang Xiaofeng entrusted the battle situation to several generals who were almost confidant, and then walked out of the military camp with light clothes and rode his horse to the rear of the Guangming camp.

Ao Ang—

After running for a while, the roar from the sky shocked the drowsy Wang Xiaofeng. The red dragon broke through the cloud road and slowly landed in front of a comrade.

"Captain Paul's Legion, come on good health."

"Bishop Suifeng, come up. The road to the dark camp is still far." The man with a somewhat vicissitudes of expression responded. Wang Xiaofeng smiled and put away the unicorn and was pulled on the back of the red dragon. Paul smiled and said, "Sir Saint asked me to bring you a message. If things cannot be done, don't force it. Light and darkness cannot be in harmony."

"Well, I understand." Wang Xiaofeng nodded and responded, then asked, "You have seen the old guy, how is Lingtong now?"

"You mean Miss Kmier?"

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile: "Oh, yes, the little girl's name is always changed, and I'm confused."

"She is now awakening power, and I believe she will be able to return to you soon to fight with you." Paul replied to Wang Xiaofeng in the same words. A comrade was very curious that the magic horse was the power to practice.

"How is the Blood Legion now?"

"It will take three or four months to restore the combat power of the heyday," Paul looked depressed, and then said: "Although the headquarters has suffered more damage, the combat power of other departments remains intact. I will transfer them to your subordinates so that you can rest assured to command."

A comrade couldn't help but look bitter. Don't worry, I'm not at ease. What should I do if anyone gives you the confidence that the soldiers are sent to me and they will be defeated in a few days?

"The protagonist of this war is the Apocalypse, and it doesn't matter if there are more soldiers."

"Well? Lord Saint also said such words. There is indeed a reason why you can achieve such high achievements at a young age."

"Okay, I'll go to bed first."
Chapter completed!