Gao Wu: You were allowed to join the army and become a five-star general?

Chapter 296

After the words of the Demon Suppression Marshal fell, the entire conference room fell silent again.

It was fine that Long Yuan disobeyed the royal order and still planned to support Beizhou.

After all, he was the Demon Suppression Marshal, a real dragon, and had some royal blood flowing in his body.

Disobeying the royal family was not a particularly serious matter for him, after all, his status was there.

But, Long Yuan still put up a sign in front of the Marshal's Mansion?

"Song Gui and dogs are not allowed to enter?"

The faces of Wu Zhong, Bai Ming and others became very strange in an instant.

If Song Gui knew about this, he would be so angry that he would go crazy, right?

Everyone shook their heads quickly, but they didn't think much about it.

Bai Ming left again to arrange matters to support Beizhou.

On the spot, Long Yuan looked at the three people and suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, I heard that the demon-suppressing army has recently produced a very good genius, what's his name..."

He tapped his forehead lightly, and couldn't remember the name.

Wu Zhong said: "The marshal is talking about Gu Ming, right?"

Long Yuan immediately showed a look of sudden enlightenment and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, that's him, the youngest marquis of my ancient country."

As he said this, he made a "tsk tsk" sound.

"An eighteen-year-old marquis, I didn't have such a life back then."

Long Yuan, the growth history of the demon-suppressing marshal, is a legend.

He is in his thirties this year, but he has already reached the position of the demon-suppressing marshal.

And he did not rely on his royal background, but fought his way up step by step.

His rise against the sky can be said to be witnessed by the generals of the five states today.

However, even in his time, he had never become a marquis at the age of eighteen.

He became a marquis at the age of 20...

Long Yuan said "tsk tsk", then shook his head and sighed.

"It's a pity that such a genius died just like that."

Wu Zhong, Grandma Tianhai, and the earthly immortals of the Wang family all lowered their heads, all of them feeling sad about this.

After a moment, Long Yuan's expression returned to calmness, and he looked at everyone and said.

"He was surrounded by the three demon kings, but he was able to kill a seriously injured demon king before he died. This is an incredible achievement."

"After this battle in Beizhou, remember to posthumously confer him the title of general."

Wu Zhong and the other two looked at each other.

They had held a meeting here for quite a while, during which they had discussed this matter.

Based on their understanding of Zhao Tianqiong, they would definitely ask for merit for Gu Ming after this battle.

And they naturally wanted to posthumously confer the title of general on Gu Ming, after all, he was a heroic model.

But the decision of the general was too important, and they also needed to discuss it carefully and weigh all parties.

However, now that Long Yuan has said this, the matter is settled.

After this battle, Gu Ming will be posthumously named a general.

"Old Zhao will be very pleased to learn about this, right?"

Grandma Tianhai murmured, feeling melancholy.

Lincheng, the time has come to the afternoon.

It has been almost thirty-six hours, nearly a day and a half, since the Tiger King launched a super-large beast tide to attack Lincheng.

The war has become increasingly intense, and battlefields everywhere are fighting fiercely.

The strange beasts are sometimes repelled by the demon-suppressing army.

But after repelling this one, another will soon come back.

If the Tiger King is not dead, they will continue to charge the city endlessly like mad dogs.

And if you want to retreat the beast tide, there are only three ways.

First, kill all the super-large beast tides, nearly 40,000 strange beasts of all kinds.

Second, let the Tiger King withdraw the beast tide himself.

Third, kill the Tiger King.

Obviously, these three things are extremely difficult for Lincheng to do at present.

And at this critical moment, bad news came to Lincheng again.

In the military hospital, Zhao Dalong sat on the white bed, still not daring to lean on it.

Two messengers on the side reported and passed the latest news from the front line to Zhao Dalong.

Although he, the Wanhu Hou, is a hot-tempered fire king, he is easy to get angry.

But at this moment, there are no other idle high-level strongmen in Lincheng, so he can only be the commander-in-chief of the battlefield.

"Zhao Wanhu, the soldiers of Xiaoyue Army and Zhenyao Army are still fighting against the beast tide, but after a long battle, the soldiers are exhausted physically and mentally. Fortunately, Wumeng, Wuda, and Chengwei Army came to support and replace some soldiers who are unable to fight again."

"As for the overall battlefield, we can still hold on for a while, at least one more day and one night."

After the messenger said this good news that was not good news, his face began to turn heavy.

"Looking for Wanhu, but on the high-level battlefield, Tiger King has completely suppressed Chen Wanhu and General Yan. According to the news, Chen Wanhu has been seriously injured, and YanThe general is fine and can hold on for a while. "

"Fuck his mother!"

Zhao Dalong slapped the bed and cursed, which again affected the wound behind him that was caused by the attack of the King of Eternal Night, and he grimaced in pain.

But the severe pain did not stop him, instead he continued to curse.

"This Yan Cang likes to slack off on weekdays, and now he dares to slack off in front of the Tiger King."

"Send him a message. If the Tiger King can't stop it, then he should be prepared to bear the wrath of my Zhao family! ”

Under normal circumstances, a martial king like Yan Cang would not be threatened.

But on the battlefield, threats are often very effective.

Even if Beizhou falls in this battle, the Zhao family will only suffer at most.

But a lean camel is bigger than a horse. As long as one of Mr. Zhao and Zhao Zilong stays alive, Yan Cang will be in trouble. Even Song Gui can't save him.

After all, Beizhou is the foundation of the Zhao family.

Because of Yan Cang, Beizhou fell and the foundation of the Zhao family was destroyed. Do you think the Zhao family will fight with Yan Cang?

No Whether it was Zhao Zilong or Mr. Zhao, it was easy to crush Yan Cang at any cost.

What's more, one of them was at the seventh level and the other at the eighth level, so it was not so easy for them to fall.

If the last two were left, Yan Cang would be powerless to save the situation...

A messenger nodded and quickly went out to pass the order.

Another person continued to report the news from the front line to Zhao Dalong.

"Zhao Wanhu, there is good news from the City Lord's Mansion. City Lord Liu is about to come out of seclusion. We just need to hold on for a while."

Zhao Dalong nodded. Fortunately, there was real good news that could soothe his emotions.

But the next moment, the next sentence of the messenger made Zhao Dalong's good mood turn into rage again.

"What did you say? There was such a big battle in Beizhou, and Zhongzhou and others didn't even intend to send people to support? "

Zhao Dalong glared at the messenger, his tone rising eight degrees.

Although the situation in Zhongzhou and other three states is also very serious, it must be no problem to dispatch some martial kings to support them, right?

Now, there is no support?

What a joke!

Are you really going to give up Beizhou?

Zhao Dalong sat there in a daze. At this time, another messenger ran into the ward and reported anxiously.

"Zhao Wanhu, the news from the front line is that Pengcheng has been broken!"