The front-line army was defeated so much?!

This shocked a group of executives, including Zhu Yanshuo and Ye Shijun. Even Ming Yu frowned at this time.

The front-line defeat was expected by Ming Yu. After all, the one they were facing was Han Sanqian.

But the problem is that there should be a time limit for the defeat.

It's definitely not just a few hours.

"Even in the past three days, we have drawn a lot of elite soldiers back to the city lord's mansion to set up defense, but at least more than 10,000 soldiers are still left on the front line. With this group of troops alone, it is not easy for Han Sanqian to break through. However, the front line's battle report can only last for several hours? This is really ridiculous." Fu Tian shouted coldly, his words were full of dissatisfaction, and even complained.

Futian pointed at Zhu Yanshuo naturally. Zhu Yanshuo wanted to refute, but he really couldn't find any actual reasons or excuses.

Ten thousand soldiers and various city defense layouts, if they can only delay Han Sanqian for several hours, it is indeed a bit embarrassing.

Ming Yu spoke slightly at this time: "Han Sanqian's power is definitely not something that can be suppressed by just quantity."

"Besides, it's still a completely ruthless Han Sanqian."

"Not to mention them, even elite troops will never be able to withstand it."

"So the front-line troops are in a tight battle, and I should understand and support it, rather than standing behind the scenes with incompetence and barking."

The words of Mingyu are obviously refuting Futian, which makes Futian very depressed.

"Zhongcheng Lord Zhu, draw a group of experts to go to the front line to support immediately. In addition, send some elite troops to surround them and block them." Ming Yu ordered.

In the previous words, Lord Zhu was warm inside. At least, Elder Shenlong not only did not blame himself for this, but also helped him refute others.

He has no regrets that those who are about to die for their confidants.

But the question is the second half.

Masters and elite troops are required to go and support.

This is very weird!

It's completely out of place.

He looked down and knelt on his spy, saying, "You go outside the hall first, wait until we discuss it, and then let us talk to you in detail."

The spy nodded and quickly retreated.

After the spy left, Zhu Yanshuo bowed slightly and said, "Elder Shenlong cared for his subordinates. Zhu really wants to thank the holy grace for the soldiers on the front line."

"But according to our follow-up plan, the second battlefield is the main battlefield, and the original first battlefield is a place of consumption. In other words, the soldiers on the front line are just cannon fodder."

"Whether they sacrificed or not, it was enough to cause great consumption to Han Sanqian for the elites on the second battlefield."

"so……"

"I don't understand why I have to help them. Although the support will allow the cannon fodder on the front line to last longer and delay for a longer time, the people leaving also completely disrupted the layout of our second battlefield. Isn't this a bit unworthy of the loss?"

Cannon fodder is cannon fodder. Although the situation reported by the spies now exceeds their expectations, they are still in an acceptable range overall.

Since this is the case, why bother to disrupt the original deployment?

"Yes, everyone understands the meaning of the cannon fodder. They will die if they die, so why bother to save them?" Ye Shijun also said slightly dissatisfied.

Ming Yu smiled: "Didn't you hear what the spy said just now?"

"The spy said that the frontline war was tight, what's wrong with this?"

"yes."

Many people were full of question marks.

But Zhu Yanshuo, a smart man, soon discovered a different place.

"Elder Shenlong wants to say that Han Sanqian's attack is lifeless?"

Ming Yu nodded: "Not bad."

Han Sanqian was in a desperate attack state, but there were only two points. One was that he had been trapped for a long time, so he was eager to get out of trouble, and the other was that he was eager to save people, so he ignored it.

"If the front-line troops cannot delay for too long and let Han Sanqian enter the second battlefield in this state, what is the benefit for us?"

"Maybe we will win, but I don't want it. What I want is 100%. Do you understand?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone suddenly realized.

Frontline support is not only killing people, but also killing people.

Zhu Yanshuo immediately ordered the two commanders and set off immediately!

"Elder Shenlong said it well. The more Han Sanqian wants to do, the less we let him do anything."

"yes."

Two commanders walked out quickly.

Han Sanqian's side...
Chapter completed!