The special envoy in white smiled and shook his head: "It's because I believe in the answer of the person behind me that the distance is seven or eight meters."

"Ah?" Hei Feng was a bit confused, he really didn't understand what it meant.

Since I believe in the latter, why do I have to follow the previous order?

What kind of logic is this? He really can't figure it out.

The special envoy in white smiled lightly, opened his mouth, and said, "Time is running out. Let's arrange people to do it according to this first. After that, I will tell you why we did this. Is that okay?"

Hei Feng also understood the importance of the matter, nodded, and immediately asked his subordinates to do as ordered.

Soon, the two teams quickly pulled apart, and starting from the tunnel, they dug a tunnel to the left and right.

After all, there are a lot of people here, and the excavation speed is also very fast.

Taking advantage of this gap, Hei Feng couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "I said brother, explain to me why?"

The special envoy in white smiled softly: "It's very simple. If our people come back at a position of four or five meters, then the front line should be the frontline battlefield. Is this correct?"

Hei Feng nodded. Of course, there is no problem with these words.

"That is to say, if the injury is at a distance of five meters, then the first-line position should be around six meters."

"yes!"

"Then Su Yingxia's position should be about seven meters away?"

Hearing this, Heifeng suddenly realized, and slapped his thigh fiercely: "I'm going, why did I forget to add this detail into it?"

Normally logically, these elements should be taken into consideration, but Heifeng really didn't pay attention to this.

"Haha, it's a good thing that I have my brother here, otherwise, this army would be punching and punching, hey, it's going straight to the battlefield."

The two looked at each other and laughed. It is true that such an oolong is not just a simple joke, but the most important thing is that it is embarrassing, and it is a waste of work.

If they want to fight, they should directly fight to Su Yingxia's side, or directly copy her back route. Only in this way can they enjoy the advantages brought by the strategy.

The special envoy in white smiled lightly. Although there was no pride on his face, at least he was happy in his heart.

Who doesn't want to be affirmed by others, especially the Academy of Arts, which has been pressing on their heads.

At this time, on Su Yingxia's side, Xiaotao and Han Sanqian hid in the innermost part, while Su Yingxia stood in front, forcibly relying on her own strength to hold on.

No matter how fierce the enemy's attack was, Su Yingxia remained motionless like a god of war. Past

"Brother Sanqian, how are you doing?" Xiaotao asked nervously.

She had lied to Han Sanqian before, and felt guilty towards Han Sanqian. Now that she saw Han Sanqian's bad injury, she couldn't help being even more annoyed.

"I'm fine." Han Sanqian said, looking at Su Yingxia.

He didn't care about his injuries at all. He cared more about Su Yingxia's safety.

"Help me up, I'm going to help you welcome sister Xia." Han Sanqian tried to stand up with his support, but the severe pain made him unable to stand up at all.

As soon as she got up, she staggered and fell to the ground.

Xiao Tao's anxious tears were spinning: "Brother Sanqian, you've been hurt like this, so don't go." JrNovels.com