Deng Xiong's face was gloomy at this time, and he looked particularly cunning under the afterglow of the sun.

Seeing He Longyu slowly walking out of the car, he had a belt tied to his arm and a few clothes wrapped around him, but he was all covered in blood and dripping on the ground.

He was finally helped to Deng Xiong by two soldiers. He Longyu gasped and his face pale, as if he would be unconscious in the next second.

"No need to say more, take him down and recuperate first. You don't have to worry too much these days."

He Longyu could no longer speak at this time, so he could only blink slightly, thanking Deng Xiong for his grace of not killing.

Zhou Yun, the leader of the Federal Town, saw that the Destruction Corps was beaten to pieces and was surprised. No one in Shengtian City dared to challenge the Destruction Corps. Even if there was, the Destruction Corps would be extremely ugly. However, today, the No. 1 general in Deng Xiong's hands was defeated at this time, and he broke his arm before he escaped.

Who is the other party? He has such strength?

He became more and more interested in the Song Beichuan mentioned by the soldiers.

Small forces like Federal Town must have excellent ability to change their minds in this era in order to gain room for survival under the competition of large forces.

I thought to find an opportunity to contact this person so that I would avoid fighting with Deng Xiong in the future and accidentally hurt his federal town.

As time passed, the fleeing soldiers slowly returned to the Federal Town. If they were as usual, Deng Xiong would have punished these deserters heavily because they had lost the face of the Destruction Corps.

But now it is not as good as before. As the punishment is actually imposed as before, these soldiers may have rebelled and surrendered to the stronger Song Beichuan.

Deng Xiong could only hold his anger in his arms and watched these waste soldiers return to the military camp without saying a word.

In fact, there are no waste soldiers in the world, only waste generals. If the personnel of both sides were replaced, Deng Xiong would have been pressed to the ground by Song Beichuan for hundreds of times!

The Orange Ray Group is now full of joy. After all, it is a battle of defense, let alone a great victory.

Song Beichuan sat next to Hu Yong and smiled and said, "Old Hu, thanks to you this time, I can hold our position."

Hu Yong wanted to get up and talk, but he held it down and said, "No, no, no! Just stay well and recuperate!"

Hu Yong nodded, lay flat on the bed, and said, "I have miserable so many brothers died this time!"

"The so-called kindness does not control the soldiers. War is not about treating guests to dinner, and it will definitely bleed! Since it is inevitable, we must use all our wisdom to make our casualties as small as possible! As a commander, you must not feel sorry for your soldiers during the urgent period of war, otherwise it will only have the opposite effect and cause greater casualties!"

Hu Yong could only nodded and said, "I understand, Mr. Governor, please rest assured."

Song Beichuan nodded and smiled, and walked out of the room. In his opinion, Hu Yong was a top-notch player in individual combat, and he did not disappoint him in getting all kinds of awards before the disaster. However, no matter how powerful this kind of soldier was, even if he was covered in iron on the real battlefield, how many nails could he crush?

What the war is fighting for is not supplies, not guns, but the organizational capabilities of an army from top to bottom, as well as the military spirit of this army! The belief in fighting for it from generals to soldiers!

Whoever can arouse this belief will be invincible and invincible in the battlefield, but now they are still far away.

Song Beichuan stood on the street and looked at the stars in the sky. At this time, someone suddenly patted his shoulder and found that it was Cong Mingyao.

Now I am much more familiar with each other than before, and I smiled and said, "Lao Cong, why don't you sleep? Follow me!"

Cong Mingyao was also stunned. Unexpectedly, Song Beichuan also liked to joke and said, "It's okay, but I didn't expect that you can really win over Yaodonghui. I admire you very much."

"It's also a lucky person. Maybe someone wants me to win."

Cong Mingyao didn't understand what he meant, and showed a puzzled look and asked, "Who?"

Song Beichuan stretched out a finger and pointed directly at the sky. An elusive smile appeared on his face and said, "God."

Cong Mingyao looked at his majestic figure and felt breathless. If he had said this before, someone would have laughed and said shamelessly, but now he felt that this man might be really the man chosen by Cang Tian.

Since he came to Shengtian Market, he has never lost a single defeat. He is arrogant and has suffered several times more defeats and retreated.

"Governor..."

Song Beichuan reached out to interrupt him and said, "I still hope you can call me Beichuan. I don't particularly like these bureaucracy."

"Bichuan, our current troops are enough to compete with the Destruction Corps. I wonder what your plans are next?"

Song Beichuan looked at him and smiled and said, "Since you are here to find me, why not tell me what you think."

Cong Mingyao has a good mind. Since Li Kai left, there has always been a person who has given advice on him. Song Beichuan took the opportunity to try him.

He smiled slightly and said, "It's better to go to the house to have a chat."

Song Beichuan came to the house side by side with him and sat in the living room. Song Beichuan lit a cigarette first, took a deep breath, and listened to him slowly.

"Now, from a general perspective, the power of the Destruction Corps seems to be more powerful than us. As far as my information is concerned, he has won over the two forces of the Liuye Gang and the Federal Town, and has an attitude of fighting to the death with us."

Song Beichuan nodded, but he didn't expect that Cong Mingyao would obtain information so quickly.

"However, I think that although the Liuye Gang and Alliance Town are obeying Deng Xiong now, they must be reluctant in their hearts. They can find an opportunity to send a clever man, and maybe they can play a counter-espionage plan. By then, they will cooperate with them inside and outside, and Deng Xiong will be defeated day and night."

Song Beichuan smiled. Seeing that the person was really right, he couldn't help but applaud and smiled: "It's not bad, good plan, I'll leave this matter to you."

Cong Mingyao was flattered. This was clearly a chance to make contributions. He intended to promote him. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Don't worry! I will definitely upset the Destruction Corps. Before the fight started, he asked him to take off a layer of skin first!"

Song Beichuan also trusted him, so he said something optimistic, and then went back to the room to sleep.

Dragging his tired body, he felt that sometimes fighting wits is more tiring than fighting strength, and the war between people is more difficult to go up to the next level than killing zombies on one hand.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been running every day and training his body, he would have fallen ill long ago in fighting wits and courage day and night. Why did Li Kai get such a serious illness? It was because after the disaster, he was responsible for the big and small things of the Tiger Group. He didn't know how much effort he had to work every day, and he had a little bit of the root cause of the disease.

Open the door, today is over, my body is extremely sore, I just want to lie quietly on the bed.

Just then, he found a figure on the bed. Song Beichuan's nerves suddenly tense up, and he hurriedly turned on the light and shouted: "Who is it!"

When the room returned to bright light, Song Beichuan saw that the man turned out to be Song Qian, so he asked, "Why don't you sleep so late? Are you afraid of becoming a giant panda!"

Song Qian shook her head aggrievedly and said, "I beat you so fiercely today. I'm afraid you will be hurt. I'll come to see you kindly, and you'll still say me!"

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong. Am I okay now, I'm running around!"

Song Beichuan pretended to be an activity, but he killed so fiercely today. After all, after all, the muscles will naturally hurt after strenuous exercise.

I couldn't help but grin and took a breath of air conditioning.

This made Song Qian see it, and hurriedly helped Song Beichuan to the bed and said, "I'll rub it for you!"

He did feel a little painful, so it would be better if someone rubbed it, so he stopped resisting and asked her to rub her shoulders.

Her gentle and slender hands were just right. As soon as she inhale, she smelled the fragrance emitted from her head, which made people intoxicated.

"Didn't you agree to arrange me to the Hidden Army? When will I go to the battlefield to fight?"

When Song Beichuan heard this, he felt a little overwhelmed and smiled: "What I said alone is not the final word for this kind of thing. You must be arranged in after the approval of the commander of the Hidden Army and Yuan Cheng!"

"They respect you so much. Isn't such a thing just a matter of one sentence?"

Song Beichuan shook his head. After all, this little girl was still immature. She thought she could do whatever she wanted with the power in her hand. In fact, these are all shackles. If she couldn't save her whole life in the future, she would take her life!

"It's been three or four days, why are you still thinking about going to the battlefield? Do you think this will make you very cool? When you go to the battlefield, you are gambled and killed at any time!"

Song Qian hit him with a small pink fist and said, "It's better to die, so you can save your annoyance. If you don't love this one, you don't care about that one, you're actually a false intention, and you'll be clean after death!"

"You look so colorful, no one loves you anymore. There are not less than ten people behind you chasing you!" Song Beichuan said with a smile.

"What's the use! They are not you!"

"Look, you've come back again. I have women, and there are two more. You made me make mistakes, and they're making mistakes again and again!"

Song Qian's sexy and cold face was like a little girl, and she acted like a coquettish girl. In front of other men, a goddess who could only be seen from afar and could not be played with. She was playing a scoundrel and said, "I don't care! I don't believe you today and don't make mistakes! I'm just sleeping here!"

Then he lay on the bed with his back on his back. Song Beichuan shook his head, feeling helpless.

I could only turn off the lights and was too lazy to drive her away. Knowing that the little girl had already relied on her, she found a small gap in the bed and lay down on her side.

Song Qian slowly opened one of her eyes and saw him going to bed, like an octopus, wrapping his hands and feet around.
Chapter completed!