A giant hurried in from outside the tent: "Hallmaster."

"How long have I been asleep?" he asked.

"Hallmaster, it is already noon, and you have slept for nearly six hours."

"Six hours?" Hearing the words, the ghost couldn't help but slapped himself lightly in frustration: "I knew his mother's drinking was a mistake."

After saying that, he hurriedly got up, straightened his clothes briefly, and wiped his eyes: "The beating has been going on outside, and it never stopped?"

"Report to the Palace Master, yes, it has never stopped."

"Damn it, this fallen city is not like an empty city. The information over there should be wrong, so at most, there should not be many people there. They brought 200,000 people there, isn't it It's like pinching an ant, and it kills the opponent easily, why is it like us, fighting for so long?"

"My subordinates don't know either. However, from last night to now, the combat offensive has not shown any signs of weakening. I believe that the fighting may last longer."

Yaogui nodded. Everyone survived by licking blood from the tip of a knife. It is easy to predict this battle.

Judging from the current sound, it may not be possible to finish the work in another six hours.

However, it is normal for him and others to spend a lot of time attacking the city. After all, they have a solid city defense and strong firepower in the city.

But in these mountains, what kind of city defense can there be? Do they need to fight that long?

"Hall Master, this subordinate said something that shouldn't be said." The man said.

"Although you and I are subordinates, we are also brothers. If you want to have something to say, just say it directly, without beating around the bush."

"Although it has been more than 20 hours since we officially attacked the city, to be honest, my subordinates feel that this is just the beginning."

"Oh?" The demon asked suspiciously.

"We have fought until now, and we haven't even figured out how many enemies there are in the city and the mountains. This shows that the so-called Han Sanqian is extremely skilled in military art. Our 400,000 army is divided into two batches. Breaking down one by one should stop work early."

"But the weird thing is, now we are blocked at both ends."

Yaogui nodded: "You're right. I thought about ten thousand possibilities when I set out, but I never thought about this situation."

"They are only tens of thousands of people, but now it seems that at least 200,000 people are pulling us. This is so weird."

"The lord is right."

The ghost was silent for a moment, then suddenly nodded, looked at the attendants, and said, "Do you like tightrope walking?"

"Walk the tightrope?" The attendant was obviously taken aback, obviously not knowing what the ghost meant.

The demon gave him an evil smile: "Yes, the kind that walks a tightrope and gambles with one's life."

Hearing this, the entourage was even more dumbfounded.

What is tightrope walking, and what is life gambling? He really doesn't know what his palace lord means.

"This subordinate doesn't quite understand." The follower lowered his head and said softly.

The demon put away his smile and let out a long breath: "One side is personal feelings, and the other side is the rules of tradition. If it were you, what choice would you make?"

"Since ancient times, there has been a dilemma between loyalty and righteousness, and the subordinates don't know how to choose. However, no matter what the palace master chooses, the subordinates will follow the palace master to the death."

"Okay." The ghost smiled lightly: "I see." JrNovels.com