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Chapter 300 It's time for a decisive battle, is it normal for me to backstab?(3/3)

Over there in the wilderness.

Everyone was also confused.

At Zhao Hao's order, the vanguard troops immediately stopped.

The shield-bearers and archers pushed forward, formed a defensive formation, and looked towards the opposite side with suspicion.

What kind of trouble does this damn Cao Meng want to do?

Could it be that these Buddhist and Taoist disciples have been persuaded to blow themselves up and exchange their lives with the army of the desert country?

If that's the case...

You can't take this loss!

Zhao Hao was also frightened. This operation really surprised him.

This drum sound caught everyone on the battlefield by surprise, and the huge space in front of Jian'an City fell into a deathly silence.

a long time.

Chongxu finally couldn't help it anymore: "Old Cao Meng! What on earth do you mean?"

His voice was extremely frightened.

Because he suddenly felt that the previous pardon of the national destiny was slowly disappearing, and the mud-like national destiny wrapped around his whole body again.

One mana was restricted by 90% in the blink of an eye.

He turned around and saw an even more horrifying scene.

I saw Cao Meng holding a blazing fire in his hand.

What is burning is the golden list that previously conferred all Buddhist and Taoist disciples as centurions.

Chongxu suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar, every inch of skin seemed to be pricked by needles, and every drop of blood dropped to freezing point.

Cao Meng's hand holding the fierce fire was scorched black, his flesh and blood dissipated, leaving only white bones.

Although the pardon of the national destiny and the title of centurion were later supplementary clauses, they were not the oath of the imperial destiny itself, but they were also an extension of the oath of the imperial destiny. Any violation would result in backlash.

This is bound to cause great pain.

However, there was no trace of pain on Cao Meng's face. Instead, he looked in the direction of the deserted army with a smile.

"Zhao Jun just regarded Buddhism and Taoism as nothing more than chickens and dogs. You might as well kill chickens and dogs to prove it!"
Chapter completed!
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