An Xiaoyu and Gong Shanzhi looked at each other, feeling that things were not simple. After calling two picketers to come and record confessions for the aliens, An Xiaoyu came to the roof of the warehouse, looked at the woods and mountains in the distance, and fell into deep thought.

Gong Shanzhi stood beside her and asked, "Shaozun, why did the alien race come too? Has Qiyuan had any contact with the alien race?"

An Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "The situation is still unclear, and it is difficult to make a judgment for the time being. But now there is no doubt that the alien race must have some intentions for Fengcheng. I cannot take action seriously now. The situation is too complicated. I think I should secretly mobilize some experts to come over."

Gong Shanzhi nodded and said, "I feel the same way. Now the men I brought are a bit difficult to search the entire Fengcheng, let alone dealing with the counterattack of Origin and the sneak attacks of alien races. Fortunately, the captain was already prepared before coming, and he only needed to pass the message back and could be transferred to someone."

"Is that so?" An Xiaoyu smiled: "Which guy Wei Fangyuan is even good at using tricks? It seems that he almost died after being led by the nose last time. Since he already has a plan, then follow your plan and don't worry about me."

Gong Shanzhi dared not comment on Wei Fangyuan, the captain. In his opinion, Wei Fangyuan is the legend of their generation. He had heard of it when he was in the sect. Although this legend is not as bright as An Xiaoyu, every generation has a special mark of the era, and Wei Fangyuan is one of the marks of that era.

Perhaps Wei Fangyuan was able to join the picket team after Gong Shanzhi left the sect.

After hearing An Xiaoyu's words, Gong Shanzhi nodded, then turned around and left the warehouse. Not long after, the confession was recorded. After the detailed inquiry by the picket team, all the information in the mouths of the alien race had been taken out. In fact, there was not much information that could be obtained, and the status of these alien races was still not high.

After reading the confession, An Xiaoyu came to the cage in the warehouse. Several aliens looked at An Xiaoyu with eager eyes. They didn't know who the boss was, nor how this person would deal with them. The alien who had just started speaking asked in a low voice: "Big Boss, can we leave now?"

An Xiaoyu sneered: "Want to leave? Why are there always such naiveness among your alien race? No matter whether you are a lower race or a higher race, no matter what position you have, and how many useful things you have, don't forget that you are an alien race, this is an empire, and we are human beings. At the beginning of the war, your end was already destined. When your feet cross the border of the empire, you are destined to be the end of the world. You all have to accept the end of death. Why do you always think that the lower race will not die?"

Several alien races suddenly changed their faces: "You want...ah!!!"

Before the machine could start talking, a rootless fire emerged from the cage. An Xiaoyu looked at the flames rising inside the cage. It was a fire-type law mixed with destructive attributes. No race could resist it, unless the law was used to wipe it out.

But obviously, the poor worms in the cage did not have such strength, so they didn't even make a sound, and soon they turned into ashes. The cages around them were not damaged at all. If it weren't for the black ashes inside, no one would have believed what had happened.

The surrounding Far North Army looked at the piles of ashes with expressionless expressions. However, the two picket members who had just recorded the confession were a little shocked. They didn't react to why An Xiaoyu killed these alien races and why did he do things so utterly?

An Xiaoyu felt their emotional fluctuations and turned around and asked, "Are you all casual cultivators and disciples of the sect?"

The two nodded and then reported their names. Sure enough, one of them was a disciple who came out of the sect like Gong Shanzhi, and the other was a casual cultivator. Both of them had not very high cultivation, and they were obviously not geniuses. They could only be considered ordinary practitioners, otherwise they would not have been sent to do such jobs as recording confessions.

An Xiaoyu looked at them and said, "To deal with alien races, you must be prepared to die together. You must make the worst plan. The result of your pursuit is either you kill them or die with them, without any possibility of letting them kill you. Today you sympathize with alien races, and you may be killed by him tomorrow. You have never experienced a battle with alien races, so I don't blame you, but the war is about to begin, and even immediately, you may compete with alien races in Fengcheng. And the one who should be enlightened in this way is not the masters of us as the main force, but people like you who are not very strong. Do you understand?"

The two picket members suddenly felt a stern. They were all practitioners. They naturally knew what it meant to get. So the two of them immediately stood at attention and saluted An Xiaoyu. Only then did An Xiaoyu nod in satisfaction and left the warehouse and returned to the command post.

Gong Shanzhi had notified the corps and put down the communicator and said to An Xiaoyu: "The corps has approved the request, and more masters will soon arrive in Fengcheng, including ten masters and thousands of cultivators above the master level. These are almost all the idle people that the imperial capital can mobilize now."

An Xiaoyu nodded: "It should be enough. Even at the headquarters of Origin, there shouldn't be more than ten masters. They will never put all the eggs in the same basket. If the other party's true and holy realm appear, then leave them all to me!"

As he was talking, An Xiaoyu's tone showed a chilling coldness, and Gong Shanzhi shivered slightly. Then An Xiaoyu turned to Wang Yue: "Make the Northern Army nervous these days. The attack last night was definitely still striking the east and west. As for the alien race, I don't know what they really want to do."

Wang Yue is not like Gong Shanzhi, and he is very calm at this time. Gong Shanzhi grew up in the sect since he was a child and has never experienced any storms. After becoming the leader of the guard team, he dealt with internal problems among some cultivators in the imperial capital, and he did not understand what the battlefield was.

Wang Yue personally trained the first Taoist army in the empire composed of cultivators, to wipe out aristocratic families, besiege sects, and fights on the border. He has experienced all of them. In particular, he often plays the identity of a spy and has seen too many human darkness. What a fuck?

So he asked, "Do you want the Far North Army to make some preparations in the Wind City? We are not sure where the other party will appear, and we don't know how many people they have. It is definitely right to be prepared for any eventuality, at least we can support more thermal weapons."

An Xiaoyu nodded and said, "Of course you are here to arrange the troops. I'll trouble you with the Far North Army. You know, my strategy class is still next semester and it hasn't started. What do I know?"

Wang Yue also smiled and went back to talk to the brigade commander who was led by the Far North Army this time.

Seeing An Xiaoyu and Wang Yue confirming their future policies after a few words, Gong Shanzhi was stunned for a moment and realized that although he was the captain of a brigade of the picket team, he was far from the real talent, not only in terms of cultivation, but also in terms of strategy.

When An Xiaoyu saw him, she said, "You don't have to feel lost. How long have you been born? I am young, and I have been much longer than you. This time, the battlefield in Fengcheng may be your luck. If you can go through this test, you will be able to go to the battlefield with peace of mind. It is much better than those who run directly to the battlefield without knowing anything."

Gong Shanzhi was silent. He knew that An Xiaoyu was right. The empire's cultivation world has been hidden for many years. Now that many practitioners are born, they will face a full-scale war on the entire continent. As one of the main forces of the empire, practitioners must also go to the battlefield, but are they good at practicing?

Can they still gallop on the battlefield like their ancestors and fight with foreign races evenly against the imperial land? To be honest, Gong Shanzhi himself thinks it is impossible. It is no longer the past, and they are no longer the human practitioners of that year.

They lacked too much courage, too much blood, too much combat experience and decisive thinking. When he heard that the two picket members were a little surprised by An Xiaoyu's death of the alien race, Gong Shanzhi himself felt it was a bit ridiculous. Is this the practitioner of the empire?

But if you put yourself in your shoes, if you face a group of foreign races without combat effectiveness, can you be as decisive as An Xiaoyu and show no mercy? Gong Shanzhi thought about it three times, but in the end he still couldn't get a definite answer.

As the administrator said, sometimes, many things are one thing in their mouths, but they think of another thing in their hearts. If they really want to do it, it is another thing. Of course, Gong Shanzhi would agree with An Xiaoyu's approach, but hesitated in his heart. But what if he really wants to get started?

Even he himself was not sure.

For the rest of the day, An Xiaoyu stayed above Fengcheng, but the person with green glue on his face never appeared again. It seemed that he had achieved his goal and did not need to show up. However, An Xiaoyu could feel that the depressed aura in the entire Fengcheng became heavier.

Night comes again, and the wind blows again, and the whole Fengcheng is filled with wind. In this summer, it should be quite happy to be able to get the cool north wind blowing, but everyone in Fengcheng feels a biting cold, which hoveres directly from the backbone.

This tension has gradually expanded. With the appearance of the green-faced man, the battle last night happened, and everyone began to realize that the battle might completely break out in the next moment. If you don’t want to lose your life, you should be vigilant.

Sure enough, the sound of artillery fire sounded again, and this time the direction of the artillery fire appeared was in the west. The fire illuminated a small piece of sky in the distance. An Xiaoyu sat on the top of the tallest building in Fengcheng, looking at the artillery fire in the west, followed by the north, and then the southeast, and the sound of fighting spread throughout the city.

What exactly do the people of Qiyuan want to do? An Xiaoyu frowned. She originally thought that Qiyuan's temptation was just about to get a break, and it would be over after the test. But there was a fight again tonight. There was no reason why they were more cautious in testing the Far North Army than testing themselves?

However, suddenly, An Xiaoyu felt a commotion happening in the whole city. The commotion came from where it came from, and I don’t know why it suddenly disappeared. It disappeared so quickly that even An Xiaoyu didn’t notice what was going on. An Xiaoyu couldn’t help but stand up, look around, and become alert.

But there was no more feeling, as if the commotion had been completely suppressed and there was no trace of it. What was going on just now? An Xiaoyu stood in the north wind and felt that these things became more and more strange.

At a certain moment, she thought that Zhiyuan would launch a riot while the attack on the night, but this commotion was short-lived, which made her very puzzled. Could it be that Zhiyuan still has to wait, or what changes have occurred in their plan? What will this change have to do with it?

An Xiaoyu sniffed and found that the breath brought by the wind from the west seemed to have some very familiar smell. After thinking about it, An Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment. This was really not because An Xiaoyu had a bad brain, but she didn't expect that this smell would appear on the Empire.

It was the smell of the blood of the alien race, and the bloody breath of the lava elves. An Xiaoyu suddenly realized that the original plan had indeed made a mistake. The other three sides were the original plan, but the first shot in the west that opened the entire battle situation was actually the alien race.

I guess I didn't even react to the origin, right? So there will be a jet lag when the battles on all sides appear. If it is the origin, it will definitely attack on all sides at the same time, and the war will start in full swing. But this time tonight, it started the west first, and then when it was reflected in the east, it was forced to start.

People of the Origin thought that it was a companion from the west who had been discovered, so they had to follow him, but who knew that the one who appeared there was actually a foreign race? So the commotion in the Wind City would disappear for a moment and then disappear. It seems that the Origin also received the news immediately.

Thinking of this, An Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Origin finally had a mistake, but before they could turn over, they suppressed the commotion themselves, leaving An Xiaoyu unable to find the root cause. If there was a little more time, An Xiaoyu would be able to find their base.

What a pity, it's a pity!

But since the alien race has appeared, An Xiaoyu estimated that the attack of origin will disappear soon.

Gong Shanzhi came to An Xiaoyu and said, "A large number of alien races were found on the west side. Higher races were coming, and lower races were used as cannon fodder. The other three sides were transformed humans and synthetic beasts. When did the origin and alien races cooperate? They seemed to have nothing to do with them, right?"

An Xiaoyu chuckled and said what he had just discovered. Gong Shanzhi was also a little regretful when he heard it, but since the matter had reached this point, it had exceeded their imagination. He thought for a while and said, "It seems that this time the matter has become more complicated."

An Xiaoyu nodded: "Since the alien race has been involved, it means that this matter has become a competition between the three parties. Although I don't know why the alien race is interested in Fengcheng, I think there are no doubt that there are only two possibilities. One is to get something of origin, and the other is to attack us. You can take people to the west immediately."

Gong Shanzhi also suddenly became serious. If the alien race wanted to attack the empire, they would definitely prepare more backup plans, and the Far North Army might not be able to stop it. Thinking of this, Gong Shanzhi turned around and took some of his people to the West.

The war in the west had reached a very fierce level. When Gong Shanzhi's hands came to the West, the alien race had already rushed into the camp. This time, the Far North Army did not carry too many heavy weapons, so they could only rely on the firepower network.

In addition, they don’t know that the alien race will attack, so there are not many targeted weapons, especially the lava elves, which carry hard shells and have considerable resistance to bullets. Moreover, they also carry many throwing weapons, which can have enough deterrence to humans.

The entire battlefield scene was beyond Gong Shanzhi's imagination. He had never thought that the battlefield between humans and aliens would be so cruel. Blood was thrown away, and even fluttered in the wind, and it directly dissipated into a large piece of blood, falling on their faces. They even forgot to use the law force field to block it.

This is the battlefield?

Gong Shanzhi was the first to react, but he did not rush down with his men. Who knew if it would disrupt the deployment of the Far North Army below? He brought the men to the rear of the military formation and found the regiment commander who was commanding the battle in the west.

When the regiment commander heard that there were many cultivators coming to support him, he must have been overjoyed and quickly arranged the dormitory mission for them, without any politeness. Gong Shanzhi then took the people to the battlefield according to the instructions. They all knew that they were at a loss when facing the battlefield, let alone commanding the battle. It would be better to obey other people's arrangements, otherwise it would not only cause trouble, but whether their lives could be saved.

With the addition of Gong Shanzhi and others, there were many more heavy weapons on the battlefield. According to the regiment commander's arrangement, they sneaked into the alien masters and projectile weapon camps, rushing the formation of the lava elves into pieces, and the battle began to deviate from balance.

An Xiaoyu stood on the roof, looking at the east, the north and south battles disappeared shortly after, and further confirmed his previous thoughts. Origin did not expect the arrival of the alien race. Although the alien race did not gain the upper hand for the time being, the situation in Fengcheng was obviously more serious.

The alien race must be a stubborn person, and the origin will definitely be more tolerant, and An Xiaoyu can't take action.
Chapter completed!