"Give up a piece of territory to fight bloody battles," Wang Xiaofeng pondered, "Give up half of the equipment seized last time to Shuangxiao, and pay attention to whether there is any war in them. These two allies should not have any accidents, find an opportunity to return the favor."

"Will the price be too high?" Li Sanmo hesitated. These values ​​are not small, enough to attract the attention of the Tiandihui. "And brothers may have some complaints, territory..."

"If a guild is willing to bet on his own life and death to help us, these two guilds are our most determined teammates." Wang Xiaofeng sighed, his mind a little tired, as if he hadn't had much rest for another two days, and he unknowingly put himself in the title of "Sansaibo," but he really didn't want to fight so hard, because it was all forced by the surrounding environment. "When we collapsed soon, did anyone take a step back? Who wouldn't accept that he would come to me?"

"Well, I understand," Li Sanmo said no more, and Wang Xiaofeng gave a few simple instructions on the next deployment of the territory, and instead went to the war that was about to be put into the present.

Perhaps few people really understand Li Sanmo. He rarely mentions his real situation, and few people contact him in reality. But Wang Xiaofeng knows it very clearly, not because of anything else, but an old past event in the past, which was destined that Wang Xiaofeng would hold 100% trust in him.

Although it is said that people will change, and the world will change, Wang Xiaofeng believes that some things will not change, and some people can last for a long time. When Wang Xiaofeng put the power of the guild in Li Sanmo, he did not refuse, the old brother had no objection, and the "newcomer" had no say.

As for the other person who held the power of the guild, Qiuyue, if Wang Xiaofeng could not trust her, he would probably have staged the farce that was late at that time.

He is not a very ambitious man or a scheming leader. He is only willing to create a myth of his own and does not ask everyone to remember it, just to have stories to tell his children and grandchildren when he is old.

"I can't sleep either," Wang Xiaofeng shook his head, turned his head and said to the guardian knight beside him, "I'll take a break, if there is an urgent report from the military, I'll wake me up."

"Yes!" The Knight carefully wrote down four big words: Military Emergency Report. The meaning of the adults should be that if there is no military Emergency Report, don't disturb them...

Wang Xiaofeng found a bed to lie down comfortably. Although the sleep effect in the game is not very good, it can also allow the body to enter a shallow sleep state. This seems to be a topic scientists are working on. If we can sleep normally in the game, it would not be a myth to extend the lifespan of humans through the game warehouse.

But then, how will society change? The birth of virtual online games has revolutionized the social system. Now nearly half of the number of people walking on the streets has been reduced. The real economy is under the impact and competition of the virtual economy. "Era" was the period of the greatest pressure, and because of the mistakes in decision-making by game companies, the virtual economy of the entire game world has completely collapsed, causing countless real losses.

From then on, virtual online games began to have political colors, and this world that had developed to a mature enough began to have realistic intervention. Therefore, the original intention and status quo of the world came into being, and the acquaintance between Qiuyue and him...

Sure enough, when the army was in urgent need of reporting, Wang Xiaofeng was just woken up by the knight, and he saw that the magic lamp had been lit in the tent, and it was obviously already evening.

"Sir, the military emergency report from the front line. The dark camp has gathered a large-scale army and has entered the trap that our army has set up. Please launch the general attack order!"

"Hmm?" Wang Xiaofeng was sleeping in a daze, yawned deeply, and issued the most critical order in his priesthood career. "Occurrence!"

The knight took the order and left, and a noise sounded from the barracks. Wang Xiaofeng stretched his waist, his confused head was a little confused. He seemed to have said something, what he said just now? He was a little confused. He seemed to have issued some orders. Forget it and continue to sleep. He just had a bed and fell asleep.

In this way, a dad continued to lie on the bed tired again, snoring gently echoed in the tent, and several guards around him looked at each other and continued to lower his breathing sound...

Late at night, the Dark Clan suddenly launched a large-scale night attack on the front line of the Light Clan. Nearly 20 million players participated in the battle. On the battlefield that stretched for thousands of miles, a wave of *NPC troops fought fiercely. Players took the opportunity to collect military achievements, which could be considered as making more money than war. However, the army of the Light Clan showed two completely different states, one made the Dark Clan laugh and the other made the Dark Clan cry.

One was unprepared. The two fronts in the north were caught off guard by the army of the dark camp that suddenly rushed over and lost land on a large scale for the first time in a hurry. The other was the three defense lines in the south. The most central defense line was damaged by its strength due to its early greed for merit, but it was still arranged early, blocking the army of the dark camp on the edge of the endless abyss.

In the two southern fronts, the army commanded by Wang Xiaofeng used the pocket formation to invite you into the trap. When the enemy advances, they blocked their retreat and defeated the enemy. They strangled the opponent in one night and had countless vitality. The commander further south originally did not pay enough attention to the news from Wang Xiaofeng, but then he saw that the front line commanded by Wang Xiaofeng made various arrangements, so he put a pocket formation half-believingly.

The completely different battle situations in the north and south made players in the dark camp cry and laugh, and the players in the light camp vice versa. A comrade was still sleeping without knowing anything, and when a first day rose in the sky, a bulge of light gradually spread in the military tent.

"Sir!" The knights who were on duty in the tent fell to their knees, but were afraid to make a sound by the old man's gesture of silence.

The Holy Light Prisoner, the second person in power in the Holy See of the Holy Light, the only old guy who has control over the Pope's divine power. He glanced at Wang Xiaofeng who was still asleep. For some reason, he smiled and sighed, put a letter on the table, and disappeared from his original position.

It was already morning when Wang Xiaofeng woke up, and his spirits would be much more crazy. Just looking at the letters on the table and the reports of his achievements as if he was seeking credit, his brain was really short-circuited for a few seconds.

What is the situation? A great victory in the front, a great victory in friendly forces in the south, and a collapse of the northern front...

"Did you fight last night?" Wang Xiaofeng rubbed his nose and smiled bitterly to open the seemingly ordinary letter. The name above his head was promoted to a golden light. Wang Xiaofeng was completely helpless.

I can get promoted after a night of sleep. Could it be a dream? I twisted my face, it seems not, because the pain is still quite obvious. So what is this? Wang Xiaofeng opened the forum with these questions, and he could indeed find several videos that have not been posted yet.

In such a fierce and exciting war, I overslept and didn’t participate. It was really... Where was the knight yesterday? I asked my brother to knead it.

"General Cappuccino," Wang Xiaofeng placed the simple appointment on the table and pointed out a veteran general. He was a veteran commander from the Light Legion. Although his performance in this battle was not too outstanding, his identity made Wang Xiaofeng not have to consider anything else. "You are the command of this front and continue to maintain it according to the strategy originally formulated."

"Sir, the enemy was severely frustrated last night. Now our army is in full swing and has an absolute advantage. Why not fight back?"

"The advantage? It will disappear soon," Wang Xiaofeng tapped his fingers on the table. "We can't just focus on this battlefield. We agreed well, but the two battlefields in the north lost, the front collapsed, and the dark camp approached the orc country. The sixth, eighth, twelveth, the ninth Knights, the fifth, ninth, the 14th armored infantry regiment, the twenty-one and eighteenth mixed legions of Odin, will set out today and support the north."

"Yes!" The famous generals looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Wang Xiaofeng took out nearly half of his vitality. It seemed that they were letting them defend here. Fortunately, they had earned enough military achievements last night, and their reputation was already on the credit book.
Chapter completed!