The Most Lord

"Yes, very strong!" Haring said, "Every change, every coordinated operation of different arms, is seamlessly done. I can't find any flaws. And the battle formation I was proud of before is in the eyes of the opponent. There are so many loopholes here, you can easily defeat the battle formation I set up!"

As Harlem spoke, his eyes filled with fear of Xin Zhao.

"Harlem, it's not that you lost too badly. You deliberately brag about the other's generals shirk responsibility? Listening to you, Huaxia leads a small border territory. How can there be such a handsome talent?" A general in the tent said sarcastically. .

The generals of the Lieyang Kingdom would naturally not ridicule Harlem and be wicked in vain. The general who spoke was the generals of the Harilo Kingdom like Haring, and, like Haring, was one of Prince Carl's most respected generals. This general has always been at odds with Harlem, and the two will choke each other whenever they get the chance. Even Prince Karl is used to it. Otherwise, in front of Prince Carl, how dare these generals of the Harilo Kingdom demolish their own country's generals.

Harlem glanced at the other party and snorted coldly: "If you are not convinced, you can bring your troops to try it yourself, and don't be annihilated by then."

"Try, try, you think I'm just as useless as you!"

"Well, you two don't quarrel!" Prince Carl said with a sullen face.

Hearing the words, the two of Haring closed their mouths immediately, silently. Prince Carl's status in their minds is comparable to a god, and no general in the military dares to show no respect to Prince Carl.

"Harlem is not the kind of person who makes excuses for his failure. Since he says that the other party is strong, then the other party must be really strong." Prince Carl said.

When Harlem heard His Royal Highness stand up for himself, he gave him a provocative look. The other party gave him a cold look, and there was no movement at all.

"Harlem, do you know who is the leader of China this time, is it Swain or Galen?" Prince Carl asked.

Although this world does not have the famous saying "Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end," Prince Carl still understands this truth. Prince Carl had already collected information about the Hua Xia Ling before sending troops, and knew that the two most famous generals in the Hua Xia Ling were one called Swain and the other called Galen. In the several wars in which China led the rise, both of them had made great achievements, and both had a record of defeating the strong with the weak. Except for these two people, Huaxia Ling does not seem to have any genius generals worth mentioning.

Harlem shook his head: "Neither."

The portraits of Galen and Swain were collected by Prince Carl and showed to Harlem and others after being collected by the intelligence department. Naturally, Harlem would not know him. The guy who claimed to be a believer with him was obviously not either of the two.

"It's a man with a gun," Haring said. "He claims to be a believer. Not only does he have extraordinary commanding ability, he also has a strong personal combat effectiveness. The strong man who accompanied the army was killed by him in a one-on-one situation."

"Lord letter?" Prince Carl repeated, and began to recall in his mind the information about Hua Xia Ling from the intelligence department. Soon, a person's intelligence appeared in Prince Carl's mind.

Xin Zhao, male, unknown age, grade 9 or 10, used a spear, and led an army to take down Kaide City.

However, according to information from the intelligence department, this Xin Zhao had only recently appeared next to Allen, and he hadn't shown much military talent. Even if he led the army to take down Cadet City, it was because of the crushing force that had nothing to do with his military abilities.

And if the guy who claimed to be Xinye was really Xin Zhao, then the intelligence agency would have made a wrong assessment of his strength. How can a ninth or tenth-level fighter behead an eleventh-level strong man so easily?

"Master Xin? I know who it is, it must be that guy!" said Angus, the third prince of the Lieyang Kingdom.

He naturally remembered Xin Zhao. At the selection ceremony, Xin Zhao personally took the genius named Hardi from his hands.

"His name is Xin Zhao, and his previous identity was Ellen's personal guard. I didn't expect the military talent to be so high. In the previous selection ceremony of our Lieyang Kingdom, he called himself a believer."

After finishing talking, Angus checked with Harlem again, and he was indeed the same person.

"Swein, Galen, now there is another Xin Zhao, Huaxia Ling is really talented." Prince Carl said, "I just don't know where these people came from, the intelligence of our Harilo Kingdom. The department couldn't find out their origin at all."

"Don't talk about your Harilo Kingdom, even our Lieyang Kingdom can't find it." Angus said, "Many of the powerful leaders of Huaxia seem to pop up suddenly, and there is no way to find out the origin, such as very early. Just follow Lux, Yasuo and so on next to Allen."

Just as Prince Carl and others were talking about Xin Zhao, Xin Zhao from the Huaxia Leading Camp had already returned with a triumphant troop.

"Xin Zhao, how strong is the opponent's general?"

In the main account, Swain asked with a smile.

"It's too weak, it's too weak, I'm a complete rookie." Xin Zhao said triumphantly, "To deal with this kind of rookie on the battlefield, Lord Xin, I can level him with half of my head."

Lacus smiled: "Xin Zhao, I think you have only half of your brain, idiot!"

"Lax, how could you say that to me, it hurts my heart. Ezreal, you still laugh, there is a kind of single-handedly challenged with Lord Xin! Sona, even you and Lacus laugh at Brother Xin and me? Riven, you..."

Before Xin Zhao finished speaking, Riven put away her smile, gave Xin Zhao a cold look, and raised the broken sword in her hand.

"Sister Riven, you can laugh, Xiaoxinzi has no objection!" Zhao Xin hurriedly changed his words.

Allen laughed and said, "Okay, don't be kidding. Xin Zhao, it's gratifying to win, but don't underestimate the enemy in future wars."

"Lord Lord, don't worry," Xin Zhao laughed. "In my dictionary, there is no such thing as underestimating the enemy."

Indeed, no matter how Xin Zhao usually brags about himself, when he is really on the battlefield, he has never underestimated any opponent, even if this opponent is weak. Xin Zhao understands better than anyone else, the terrifying of underestimating the enemy in war.

"I really want to meet that Prince Karl," Zhao said, "Look at how many catties this so-called first genius on the mainland has."

"There will be a chance in the future." Allen said.

The coalition camp, when the coalition forces set up the camp, it was already evening. Prince Carl and Angus and others gathered in the main account to discuss how to attack tomorrow.

Angus said: "I have sent someone to inform Norri City, so that they will arrange Fengshen pterosaurs to come to support early tomorrow morning. I want Allen to taste the taste of being attacked by the air. This tactic was developed by Allen. Tomorrow he will suffer, I don’t know if he will regret working out this tactic, haha..."

Early the next morning, Prince Carl and others gathered in the main tent, waiting for the arrival of the wind **** pterosaur. According to Angus, there were a total of 20 Fengshen pterosaurs who came this time, which is already more than half of the entire Fengshen pterosaur family in the Lieyang Kingdom. Prince Carl and Angus plan to send the Fengshen pterosaur to attack the Huaxia leader once, to test whether the Huaxia leader has a strong bow and arrow. If not, just these twenty wind **** pterosaurs are enough to make Huaxia lead miserable.

Prince Carl and the others waited for a long time in the camp, and the agreed time had passed, but the Fengshen pterosaur was never seen.

"His Royal Highness, it is said that the wind **** pterosaurs of your country arrived at the barracks before 8 o'clock in the morning. It's almost 10 o'clock now, why haven't they arrived yet?" a general of the Harilo Kingdom complained.

Angus frowned: "This shouldn't be, what's the problem?"

The two twelfth-level powerhouses in the kingdom were responsible for the operation of the wind **** pterosaur. Both of them were the confidants of King Bazel. It shouldn't be so unreliable.

Just as everyone was getting more and more anxious, a soldier who sent a letter hurried into the account.

"But the wind **** pterosaur is here?" Angus asked hurriedly.

The soldier knelt to the ground: "His Royal Highness, there is a problem with the Fengshen pterosaur!"