Lin Zhensheng Base Camp.

Stars are everywhere.

The hardworking Sheng Dongwu closed the book, lit an aromatherapy stick, and stood quietly in front of the window.

He picked up a cup of milk tea and smiled calmly in the heat.

Blow slowly along the mouth of the cup, back and forth.

Humph up an inexplicable song.

After drinking this cup of tea, end the busy day and have a good sleep.

While waiting, looking down, the territory is full of peace.

very nice.

However, things went against my wishes. A little blue fire suddenly lit up in the north, like the stars in the dark night.

"Enemy attack."

Sheng Dongdong was calm and said softly, then his eyes widened and suddenly reacted: "Damn it, the enemy attack!"

Put down the teacup and go out immediately: "Come here!"

"Brother Sheng, I saw Lanhuo, and there was an enemy attack."

The person coming was Qin Shaojun.

Since he was sent back to the territory clinic by Lin Zhensheng to rescue him, he has joined the territory.

First I was idle, working as a small job every day, and then studying with Sheng Dongdong. I worked very hard, but now I am Sheng Dongdong's deputy.

"Location."

"Zhengbei, it should be the other side of the mine."

"Notify the spies to go over immediately, find out the specific situation, and then send people to investigate the surrounding areas to see if there are any enemy encirclement troops."

"yes."

Sheng Dongdong went to the Shadow God Hero Camp to start off offensive and defensive counterattacks.

In less than half an hour, Qin Shaojun ran back and gasped: "The enemy has only one unit, all coming from the north."

"Unidentified, but tens of thousands."

"The weapons and equipment are well-equipped, and the people in the mine division have no power to fight back."

"But they did not occupy our mines, but instead accelerated their progress and headed straight to our base camp."

When Sheng Dongdong heard the news, he closed his eyes slightly and opened his eyes three seconds later: "It's Mingman."

"What? How is it possible!"

Qin Shaojun was very puzzled and didn't think about it: "Didn't Brother Lin go to Mingman? How could he come here?"

"Yes, Brother Lin has gone to play Mingman."

Sheng Dongdong figured it out in a short time, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "The army is approaching, swaying."

"He Mingman knew very well that he could not beat it."

"So I want to get rid of the firewood from the bottom of the pot."

"Take advantage of our emptiness to seize the core of the territory."

pity.

Sheng Dongdong can only say that he is a pity.

Unfortunately, Mingman was smart and confused for a lifetime. He didn't think that Dingwa's population limit was a big deal, and Lin Ge's territory was extremely strong.

How can you be short of soldiers if you control a large number of people?

Yes, Lin Zhensheng has experienced several battles and lost a lot of troops.

That's not something anyone can compete with.

Even if he experiences two more waves of encirclement and suppression, his territory can still gain a foothold in Dingwa.

But Sheng Dongdong thought about it again.

Yes, he didn't know Li Zhiyuan and it was impossible for him to learn this information from any channel.

Point to Lord Renli and tell him?

Stop kidding.

Arrange directly.

"Xiaojun, inform Zhengbei to give way to Mingman, and do not have a head-on conflict with them."

"Let them take whatever they want, and let them take whatever they want, don't feel distressed or care."

"People are the most important thing, don't lose money."

"The Shadow God's Warriors are divided into two groups. Ten thousand will follow me to fight against the enemy head-on, and ten thousand will follow Xiaojun to sneak attack."

The order was issued and Lin Zhensheng's base camp was operated instantly.

Teams of shadow gods gathered to set off, and the solemn aura rose.

Qin Shaojun arranged the division of territory and led his troops across Dongliang River, heading north and around the back.

Sheng Dongdong was dressed neatly and touched the sword around her waist intimately: "You haven't drunk blood for a long time, it's time."

"Set off!"

He shouted, and was the first to walk out of the camp and led ten thousand shadow heroes to fight head-on.

One and a half hours above the prairie.

Mingman accelerated his march quickly, and Sheng Dongdong took the initiative to fight and rushed forward.

The two armies were in a fight, but they stopped at once.

"On the other side is the famous Sheng Dongdong."

Mingman is in a very embarrassing place now, no longer as elegant and clean as before, but he still gently waves the Yanyu Fan in his hand.

"Mingman, we're meeting again."

Sheng Dongdong was not sure whether Qin Shaojun had arrived at the location at this time, so he was also determined to drag it out for a while: "I parted last time and was the last time."

"Hahaha, you still talk so funny."

Mingman seemed to be whistling to the sky, full of grandeur, and was really observing the opposite camp.

Good guy.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, I’m shocked when I see it.

Lin Zhensheng sent more than 40,000 people, but there were still 10,000 people hidden in his home.

But now it can't be retreated.

Whether it is dead or alive, it depends on the next knife.

"Mingman, visit late at night, what do you mean?"

Sheng Dongdong asked clearly.

"Sheng Dongdong, why do you ask this more? Isn't it clear to me?"

Mingman cannot be dragged, so I waved my hand directly.

Ten thousand mixed troops advanced in an all-round way, with a rainbow of momentum.

Sheng Dongdong wanted to delay for a while, but when he saw the other party take action, he waved his hand.

It took only a few minutes for both sides to go from steadily approaching to collective charge.

The roar suddenly spread throughout the prairie.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang.

The weapons collided, splashing sparks, like stars in the sky.

"Sheng Dongdong, Lin Zhensheng will die today. Why don't you follow me?"

Mingman held a steel knife and slashed, and his mouth was not idle.

"Oh? You're so confident?"

Sheng Dongdong drew a knife to block it, and his arms sank slightly and felt the force: "I don't think you are good either."

"I think you can't see the situation clearly."

Mingman turned around and continued to shoot, and the knife was in flames, and the attack was fierce: "Lin Zhensheng could not find the core of my territory at all."

The swordsmanship of the Sun Dong is indeed not as good as that of Mingman.

In just these few rounds, he knew that he was not Mingman's opponent.
To be continued...