God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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“No matter how strong a master is, he will die when facing a real army. Today, even if you are a god, you have to return to Brahma!” After staying in the south for a long time, Midieluo had acquired some Brahmin habits. The condemnation and anger in his words were full of southern characteristics and colors.

"Really?" Taishi Ci no longer cared about this.

With his level of strength, he certainly cannot defeat an elite army of only 2,000 people, but if he wants to leave, no one can stop him.

But for Taishi Ci at this moment, it would be better to abandon his colleagues behind him and just run away, instead of rubbing salt into the wound and tearing open the stitched wound again.

"Kill him!" Looking at the cold corpse on the ground, the anger in Midieluo's words was clearly visible.

Every time a master is lost, his credit will be reduced by one point.

If the loss is too great, not only will there be no credit, but one might even have to pay a lot more. This is a reality that is difficult to accept for the cost-conscious Midieluo.

"Gods?! Is this the power of gods?!" Zhu Fu witnessed Taishi Ci's outburst, looked at the broken spear in his hand, smoothed the wound in his heart, forced himself to remain calm, and spoke with a tone full of admiration.

As powerful as he is, he couldn't even last more than three moves against such a master. If this isn't a god descending to earth, then what is this?
It can be said that when both sides are ready to fight to the death and compete for the final result.

From the valley not far away, there came waves of drum beats, so exciting and full of enthusiasm.

"Advance to the sound of drums?!" Just listening to the nodes of the drumbeats, there was a very familiar feeling. At least for Taishi Ci, it was not a particularly unfamiliar rhythm.

But when thinking of this place, Taishi Ci's hope became even smaller.

But even so, Taishi Ci still hopes that the visitors will be his teammates rather than enemies.

Midielu also felt the drum sound that spread along with the mountain, and felt the hearty will from the drum sound, which made people feel like fighting to the death.

Although it is theoretically impossible for troops from other countries to appear in the country that belongs to the Kushan Empire, once they appear, they will inevitably cause instability and shock in these countries.

It was precisely because Midieluo understood this that he did not kill Taishi Ci immediately, but chose to wait seriously.

The reason is very simple. He may not be able to kill Taishi Ci by leading the army in a short period of time. If the enemy is a friendly army, then the two sides will encircle him, and the speed and probability of winning will naturally increase significantly.

If the newcomer is the one you least want to see, then taking this opportunity to retreat and attack is also an excellent choice.

"That's all?" Midieluo looked at a group of strong men walking out of the valley. Their whole bodies showed what strength was, strength that could be seen with the naked eye.

These strong men were not fully armed with armor, and some of them only had some short swords and ring-handled swords.

According to the logic that armor equals combat effectiveness, Midieluo estimated that the opponent's strength was either not very weak, but extremely weak.

It is really laughable that such a huge army cannot even get a few sets of armor together.

With this kind of combat effectiveness of the legion, if you still want him to look up to you, forget it!

"I didn't expect that at this time, there would be more people injured. It couldn't be better!" Midieluo looked at the flag of the incoming legion with a smile on his face.

Midieluo was almost familiar with the flag of the Han Empire, and had already made relevant calculations and constants in his mind. Although they only had 2000 people, they were all elite troops. Facing a larger number of miscellaneous soldiers, whose weapons and equipment were not complete and whose marching teams were somewhat scattered, how could they lose?

It can be said that there was mockery in Midieluo's eyes when he looked at this legion, but for Yang Qun, this was also a solution he had no choice but to do.

Originally, roads were to be built within the territory of Yizhou to connect the Land of Abundance with the outside world.

However, it was not built for long before it was moved to the Bay of Bengal area to construct and build river infrastructure and permanent city defense measures.

As a result, this order had not been implemented for long before Yang Qun led his own army to build a route to the Strait of Malacca.

At least in Zhang Song's opinion at that time, after taking over the Strait of Malacca, a special road should be built to reach the Strait of Malacca.

On the one hand, it is convenient for replenishing supplies and the like, and on the other hand, this huge port can be used to complete the transportation of naval supplies and bypass the domestic checkpoints.

Precisely because of the purpose of large numbers, Yang Qunxiu's journey can be said to be very smooth, and he basically did not feel any difficulties.

Compared to the Land of Abundance, the mountains and rivers along the way are just a small problem.

The only problem is that the rainfall is too high and there are only a few sunny days, but everything else is good.

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As a result, Yang Qun, who started repairing the road normally, received information from his own soldiers about the surrounding area.

The mountains are high and the roads are long, and when building roads on high and steep mountains, one would naturally bring some weapons and armor, and at the same time set up observation posts to guard against attacks from certain large wild groups.

After learning this information, Yang Qun looked at the weapon in his hand and then at the armor on his body. It was better than nothing, but he really had no weapons.

"The Han army is in trouble during this foreign war. How can we not rescue them?" Yang Qun, who was unsure of himself, could only try his best to persuade the soldiers to agree with his idea and go to save the small number of Han troops.

Appearing within the scope of their responsibility, they naturally have the obligation to rescue.

Just like the thirteen soldiers returning to Yumen, they did not care how many people they rescued, nor did they care how many soldiers they lost in order to rescue these people.

What is really worth paying attention to is that the Han people who fight for the country must never be held back.

So although Yang Qun was a little afraid of war and had little experience in war, he overcame his inner fear and embarked on the road of saving the Han army.

In order to boost his momentum, Yang Qun directly brought out the big drum used for road construction and sent messages to strengthen his own army, trying to redeem his friendly forces in this bloodless way.

As for who the friendly forces are, Yang Qun doesn't care about that.

Those who are flying the Han flag are the Han army, especially the Han army that is about to be forced into a desperate situation, they should be rescued and helped.

"Han men in front, hold on, we'll be there soon..." Yang Qun, who could only judge the approximate combat strength by the number of people, breathed a sigh of relief after confirming the number of the enemy. He then hurriedly comforted his friendly forces to prevent them from doing anything stupid.

(End of this chapter)