"What are they doing?" The special envoy in white asked this question deep in his heart.
It seems to be asking yourself, and it seems to be asking your subordinates.
If you just give up the results that you have finally pulled out for nothing, as long as you have a normal mind, there is no need to do such a thing.
"The subordinates don't know either, Special Envoy, do you want to chase him?"
"No..." Suddenly, the special envoy in white quickly thought of a possibility.
After all, he is a smart person. Although he is not as good as Han Sanqian in terms of strategy, he is also the one who can keep up with Han Sanqian's thinking the fastest.
He's certainly resilient.
"This group of people is not trying to duel with us, they are playing games with us."
"Playing a game, what game?" The subordinate asked strangely.
The special envoy in white suppressed his anger: "It's a game of cat and mouse, but they are cats and we are mice."
"We have nearly 10,000 people, and among the many elites, what is the background of the other party, dare to treat us as mice?"
"It seems that I really underestimated the opponent's commander. He is very good at playing, and he is also very courageous." The special envoy in white said softly.
I'm afraid that all the disadvantaged people will not dare to make too many moves psychologically due to various pressures.
But this person did the opposite.
"His purpose is to drag us here and buy Han Sanqian as much time as possible," said the special envoy in white.
"Then you mean, this is a trap."
"That's right, it's a trap. Ever since the owner decided to send troops here, he has fallen into this trap." The special envoy in white smiled wryly.
"Since the core of the enemy is Han Sanqian, shall we return to the army immediately? The so-called capture the thief first and capture the king, as long as we work together to capture Han Sanqian, these flies will naturally scatter." The subordinate said.
The special envoy in white nodded: "In theory, it is true, there is nothing wrong with it. But the problem lies in the face of the owner, or in other words, the faces of all of us."
"I think, with the ingenuity of the owner, he should have discovered the real purpose of the enemy. But he insisted on sending troops, and he sent so many soldiers, so it means that he has no choice but to do so." The special envoy in white smiled: "Before I came, the owner of the village had an order, asking us to fight this battle beautifully. At that time, I didn't quite understand it."
"Thinking that the owner of the villa just wants to inspire the army's morale through a beautiful battle, or because someone has touched the blood, which is the key thing, which caused him to be furious."
"Now it seems that is not the case."
The subordinate was a little puzzled, and the more he listened, the more confused he became: "I don't quite understand what you mean."
"The other side is plotting, and we have to send a large number of people here. As I said just now, he is moving our famous store, and even the core of the entire power. If we can't play a majestic and beautiful Fight back, what will people outside think of us?"
The subordinate replied: "They say that we are idiots, trash, and we have been hit in the face by the enemy, and we haven't moved yet."
"That's right, so we have to make a response. Moreover, this response must be large enough and straightforward enough for people to see the feedback from our famous stores or our forces. It not only protects our face, but also deters everyone. Don't fight The abacus of the blood." Thinking of this, the special envoy in white sighed: "I should have thought of this a long time ago, but I just waited until I got here and was slapped by the enemy before I realized it. I really deserve to die."
"Then what should we do now? It seems that they don't intend to fight us head-on at all, they just want to consume us like this. In this way, Han Sanqian can be dragged out enough time, and our place...the battle will never be good. ah."
The special envoy in white didn't speak, but frowned.
He seemed to be thinking about countermeasures, thinking about a perfect countermeasure.
At almost the same time, Han Sanqian, who was in the sea of blood, also opened his eyes suddenly. The effect of cutting off the flow has been transmitted for eleven kilometers, and it has already caused some waves in this huge sea of blood... ...he could clearly feel the effects of the cut-off.
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