"Well." Gu Shengtian and Nan gonglan replied blandly, then they stopped talking. They didn''t even bother to look up and have a look. They were very conceited.


    Ye QingHan and Jue Wuxin are both firm minded people. How can they disturb their mood because of this kind of thing, let alone be affected.


    Taking advantage of the situation, ye QingHan found that they were reading ancient books of the secret history of the nine realms, one for two, half for two, fascinated.


    "General Zuo, the absolute saint, the two elder martial brothers and sisters are pure hearted people who are only interested in history. They often tell me that taking history as a mirror can clarify your heart. Don''t mind." the fourth Prince smiled and explained.


    "Saint? Is it too arrogant to be a saint who speaks big, knows the art of war, and dares to call himself a soldier after winning several wars?" Nangong LAN raised her eyes and asked coldly with a knife cut face, like an elf.


    "It''s just a name. If others call it that way, I can''t block people''s words. If Taoist friends feel uncomfortable, don''t listen." absolutely unintentionally and calmly said.


    "Extremely arrogant. Since you can accept the title of ''soldier saint'', you must have some skills. Take the great wilderness as an example. In those years, the leader of the great wilderness war was defeated and died miserably in the world. His last battle, Yan Ao, fought thousands of troops with millions of soldiers, was a tragic defeat and a heroic victory. His opponent was the ancestors of the divine world of our snow country , Mr. Ling Yan, if I give you the world army, what should you do to win the great wilderness? "Nangong LAN asked coldly.


    "Both of them were the saints of the army in those years. If anyone had encountered such a scene now, they could not have done that step in those years." Jue Wuxin replied firmly.


    "You dare not win against millions. Why dare you take the title of military saint?" Nangong LAN tit for tat. It seems that she has no intention to insult the title of "military saint".


    Ye QingHan is the strongest commander under his command. He is strong enough to compete with Huang Peng and Yuan long. He can fight thousands of soldiers with millions of dead soldiers. Anyone can''t do Ling Yan''s step. Nangong LAN may be strong, but it''s just talking on paper.


    "Nangong Taoist friends think you can do better than Ling Yan''s predecessors?" Jue Wu frowned and asked, with a trace of displeasure and disgust in his tone. Even if the other party was a top-notch beauty, he knew the history and studied the war that year. The two sides set up a large array in the great wilderness and fought blood into a river. More than half of thousands of snow troops died, and all the dead in the great wilderness were wiped out! With one dozen and ten, whether yanao or Lingyan, they are the top strategist. They have no intention to understand that strategist, so they can''t be insulted by others.


    "Taking history as a mirror, if I hadn''t studied that war for so many years, I wouldn''t dare to win. But after so many years, the array was in front of me. Why didn''t I dare to say and do better?" Nangong Lan said proudly.


    The two soldiers argued and tit for tat, which immediately attracted everyone''s attention and gathered around to see what happened.


    Gu Shengtian watched the two argue with great interest and did not stop them. The fourth Prince pretended to want to stop them, but he stopped him.


    Ye QingHan coldly looks at Nangong LAN and Jue without intention to fight. No matter which one of them is, it is impossible to compare with Yan Ao. If they return to that year, they will be at most a transporter around Yan Ao. After all, Yan Ao has actually fought with himself in the Seven Realms and has fought countless battles. Their experience is far better than those on paper.


    "Jue Wuxin, you should be yanao. I''ll be Lingyan''s elder. Do you think I can destroy you all with the fastest speed and the least damage!" Nangong LAN challenged proudly to suppress Jue Wuxin''s arrogance and subdue him with a strong attitude.


    "The accomplishments are not equal, how to deduce the highlights of that year?" Jue inadvertently shook his head. He was not afraid of Nangong LAN, but felt that she despised Yan Ao. Although the other party''s people in the wilderness, the hero is always worthy of awe. A person who does not fear Heroes will not be much better.


    "I can suppress cultivation as much as you, and the combat power of yanao and Lingyan ancestors is the same. This should be no problem. You fight with 10000 forbidden troops with 1000 slave dead. As long as you can win, 1000 strongest giant god slaves can become civilians. Their fighting spirit should be the same as that of the great wilderness, and I don''t take advantage of you." Nangong Lan said firmly.


    Ye QingHan doesn''t know what happened later, but according to the historical war they talked about, it is estimated that Yan Ao''s defeat and tragic death also means that the great wilderness lost resistance and was finally slaughtered. He wants to know how tragic the last war was!


    "Promise her," said Ye QingHan in a deep voice.


    Jue didn''t want to look at ye QingHan and the fourth prince. When they agreed, they said, "as you wish, if there are still 5000 people left in your forbidden army, I''ll lose!"


    "If you can kill three thousand, I''ll lose! If we can''t catch you alive, I''ll lose too." Nangong Lan said disdainfully.


    Soon, the fourth prince took the people and transferred 1000 strong gods from the slave camp. These slaves were captured from the outside. Their cultivation and combat experience were not inferior to the forbidden army. At the moment, they looked like they were waiting for death. They followed the fourth Prince and others out of the Holy City aimlessly under the leadership of the 10000 forbidden army.


    "Give me a night, I will train them, and then transfer me a certain amount of resources, which will be enough for them to recover their energy in a short time and fight tomorrow noon." Jue Wuxin said firmly.


    The slave was stunned and looked at him with no intention. He still had no emotion.


    "I''m absolutely unintentional. The former commander of the snow world army, now I''ll take you back to your mother world. If you lose, we''ll die together! Cheer me up!" he shouted fiercely.


    A thousand slaves suddenly had a bright look in their eyes. They looked at Jue unintentionally, as if they were dreaming.


    "The fourth Prince of the kingdom of snow, general Jue''s words are mine. As long as you can win, you will be free immediately!" said the fourth Prince faintly.


    Wow


    Many slaves were in an uproar. They were surprised and happy. They thought they wanted to be slaves for a lifetime and become cannon fodder. Day by day, they didn''t expect that there was still a chance to restore their freedom. How could they not become dead and fight!


    "All of you are soldiers in the world. You must know that Mr. yanao of the wilderness world fought with our ancestors Lingyan to stop ten. Although the whole army was destroyed, more than half of the soldiers in the snow world were killed and injured. Today, we fight 10000 forbidden troops with 1000 people. As long as we kill 3000 forbidden troops, you will be free. If you can''t do it, you will be dead! I ask you now, do you still have the fighting spirit? Do you want to live "Will you go back to see your relatives?" Jue Wu shouted angrily.


    "Yes!"


    A thousand slaves rejoice. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! It''s better than being a slave all your life.


    Soon, I had no intention of setting up a war according to the situation of that year. A thousand people were accelerating their cultivation and practicing cooperation.


    Ye QingHan stared at the slave army and saw that this array was indeed made by Yan Ao, but it lacked charm. However, he was not Yan Ao. It was good to do this step.