Invincible Ghost Army

"It's a bunch of rubbish! Do you have the face to come back? "

Tang Chong looked at the two commander-in-chief below and was not angry.

One hundred thousand Griffin knights were defeated, but not so miserably!

At least he killed for a while, killed a lot of the dead, and even beat back the enemy.

But when they arrived, they came back with twenty or thirty thousand soldiers in the first World War. Two hundred thousand Temple Knights died, and more than one hundred thousand died. What's more, when they heard the soldiers' return, they were captured by the undead?

The Templars of the holy see are the captives of the dead!

That's not it. Did the mouse arrest the cat?

If this matter spreads out, oneself this commander, still have face to save?

20 million soldiers don't treat themselves as entertainment after dinner?

"My Lord! We made mistakes. Unexpectedly, the undead were so cunning. We were caught off guard by their bows and arrows! "

Commander Wan Ping quickly explained that he had heard of the dead before, and knew that Tang Chong was defeated by them. Although he was not all defeated by the infantry regiment, it seemed that he could better exonerate himself by putting this impolite situation on them.

"It's them again!"

When Tang Chong heard about "the dead", he was very angry. It was because he had military power in his hand that he became very angry.

Tang Chong suffered a loss in the past. At that time, he had only 100000 Griffin knights, but now he has 2 million Temple knights, er, 1.8 million!

Thinking of this, Tang Chong was angry again.

"Asshole...!"

The cry of Tang Chong startled commander Wan Ping.

"My lord?" Commander Wan Ping said: "what's the matter?"

"World War I! First World War Tang Chong angrily walked back and forth, pointing to commander Wan Ping and commander Jiang An.

"In the first World War, one tenth of my army was defeated! You two bastards, I want to cut you down now! "

"My Lord, forgive me! We already know it's wrong! "

Wan Ping and Jiang An quickly bow their heads and admit their mistakes.

Tang Chong looked at them: "wrong? If you make a mistake, you will be punished! Somebody! Drag them out for me, and each of them will draw a hundred lashes as punishment! "

"My lord..."

Wan Ping and Jiang An look at each other. A hundred lashes are small. If they beat them in front of so many brothers, will they still have prestige?

"Forget it!" Just at this time, an old man in red came into the door.

"Yes, my Lord!" Everyone, including Tang Chong, knelt down when they saw the old man.

"Tang Chong, you used to be colleagues. You don't have to worry about a failure!"

The old man in red walked towards the main hall step by step, and went straight to the top of the main hall.

"Yes! Lord Tong

Tang Chong's deference can be regarded as despicable. When he talks to the cardinal in front of him, Tang Chong wants to say in a false voice, for fear that his rough voice will frighten the cardinal in front of him.

Tong Lin, one of the four cores of the Holy See, is the chief justice of the eastern court, the cardinal of the Holy See, the head of the red guards of the eastern court, and the commander of the third Knights of grace. He claims to be level 8, but his real strength is level 9.

The status is extremely high and the status is extremely heavy. It can be said that one person is below, and ten thousand people are above.

Three people knelt on the ground, silent, Tong Lin did not let them speak, they did not dare to mention a word!

"Get up!" Tong Lin's voice is not big, nor does it have the rough posture of those commanders, but such a voice is so loud and frightening in the ears of Tang Chong and others.