Black-bellied Prince's Spoil/C962 An Unknown Hero!
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C962 An Unknown Hero!

Lan Xuehan looked at Dongfang Jin and remembered his silence last night. Her heart was also very uncomfortable.

As a person in positions of power, especially a person in positions of power as proud as Dongfang Jin.

Using this method was undoubtedly the greatest torment to him.

But now, he couldn't allow it to drag on any longer.

Lan Yuhua was getting crazier and crazier by the day. He didn't know when he would attack the city again.

If they didn't prepare in advance, then the casualties would be even harder to predict.

Therefore, they had to make all preparations before he could finish the war.

Everyone present clearly understood Dongfang Jin's words.

But they only thought for a moment before rushing to speak bluntly, "This general is willing to lead troops to set up the formation. Your Highness, please approve!"

"This general is also willing..."

"Your Highness, let this general go..."

... ""

Looking at them, Lan Xuehan instantly thought of the soldiers who died outside of Li City and perished together with the three thousand men of sacrifice.

Her heart was filled with a surge of hot blood and she was moved beyond words. ...

This kind of feeling from a soldier, she could not comprehend it any more.

In the face of disaster and war, they had always placed the righteousness of their country at the top. There was no fear, no cowardice. They had always been fearless. It had nothing to do with the era or the border.

Although they had died in battle, some people did not even know their names.

The nameless heroes did not even have the nameless monument, but they were still willing to sacrifice their lives for the sake of the faith in their hearts. ...

This was a soldier. He was born ordinary, but because of his glory, he was tall and extraordinary!

Dongfang Jin's eyes were filled with emotion. He stood up and bent his elegant and straight body. He solemnly cupped his fists and bowed, "Many thanks to the generals for risking their lives for justice. Dongfang Jin thanks you here!"

The soldiers hurriedly got up and knelt. "Your majesty's words are heavy! This subordinate will not refuse even if it means death."

Finally, Dongfang Jin jumped out of the three generals, and then ordered ten thousand soldiers to train in secret.

In the blink of an eye, four days passed. Tomorrow was the day Dongfang Jin prepared to send troops.

In the evening, Dongfang Jin, who had been busy for the whole day, returned to his room.

Seeing that Lan Xuehan had not returned yet, he turned around and went to the kitchen.

Lan Xuehan had not been idle these few days. Previously, when she was leaving the city, she trained a special forces unit.

After their training, their concealment techniques were simply superb.

This time, Dongfang Lyi and Xi Moyao were captured. It was them who saved their last bit of strength and retreated all the way to Jin City.

And Lan Xuehan wanted to lead them to rescue Dongfang Lyi and Xi Moyao tomorrow... as well as inquire about those two people.

On that day, other than Dongfang Lyi, there was also Mo Xing and Mo Lan who stayed behind.

But this time, besides knowing that Ah Li and Yao were in Lan Yuhua's hands, there was no news of them at all.

The special forces only knew that when Lan Yuhua led his army here, Mo Xing and Mo Lan were still there, and they had never seen them again.

When Dongfang Jin returned from Lan City, he could still receive the news from Mo Xing.

But ever since then, there was no news from them anymore.

Lan Xuehan knew that although Dongfang Jin did not say anything, he had secretly sent countless people to search for them.

But Lan Yuhua had killed people until he went crazy, and he had been bathed in blood all the way.

Dongfang Jin's influence at the border had been greatly reduced, and even finding the two of them had become difficult.

Lan Xuehan didn't want to think about the worst outcome, so she told herself.

Mo Xing had always been alert and smart. Mo Lan was mature and mature, and their martial arts were not weak either.

Maybe he was injured and captured, or maybe he was recuperating at that place...

In short, she had to find out this time!

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