The Adventures of Lolo: Summon 50 wolf soldiers at the beginning

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(After the extra story, write about the specific progress of the desert)

Half a month ago, the Western Expedition Army led by Boundless Hai officially crossed the Ten Thousand Sands Mountain and began their second Western Expedition.

In this western expedition, Hai Buliang and Mo Zhen's troops were divided into two groups, one marching towards Magic Sand City and the other marching towards Ancient Sand City.

A great battle began.

On the Desert Army side, Golden Flame Wolf and Tutankhas faced the main force of the Western Expedition Army.

Lang Aotian and Hu Aofei went to stop the elite field camp leaders led by Mo Zhenjun.

However, what Lang Aotian and Hu Aofei didn't expect was that just 60,000 elites from the field camp would force them to retreat.

In two days, Gusha City was lost.

In three days, Huansha City was lost.

Then, Moyang City fell, Beiyan City fell, and Shahudu fell.

In twelve days, five desert cities fell.

The situation of the Golden Flame Wolf was not much better, under the bombardment of the Western Expeditionary Army's death missiles, demon-suppressing missiles, air-breaking cannons, sand-suppressing cannons and other large-scale killer weapons.

The city wall collapsed, the city fell, and the Desert Army suffered unprecedented heavy losses.

As strong as the Golden Flame Wolf, he could not defeat the Western Expeditionary Army despite all his efforts.

In the past half month, nearly ten desert cities have fallen into the hands of the Western Expeditionary Army.

Now, Hai Buliang's and Mo Zhen's armies have officially joined together, and more than 400,000 troops from the Western Expedition are besieging Mobei City.

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At this moment, Mobei City is in the meeting hall.

Tutankhas, Fox Aofei, Wolf Aotian, Camel Xiangzi and other beasts all looked downcast.

In the past half month, they have experienced their biggest setback in history. Ten cities fell and more than 200,000 soldiers were killed.

In the face of a series of setbacks, their self-esteem disappeared.

"After thousands of years, the field camp is still so powerful."

"We can't even protect ourselves."

"How can we fight him out?"

Hu Aofei slumped on the chair, his eyes full of disappointment: "All expectations will be in vain."

"All fantasies, in the end, are just flowers in the mirror and moon in the water."

Think back to the days when the ancestor of the Shahu tribe, Hu Wanli, ruled.

The desert is an existence that can compete with the Central Plains.

But unfortunately, since Hu Wanli disappeared, the desert has been in a state of decline.

For thousands of years, the field camp has been like a big mountain, isolating the desert from the outside world. Their ancestors have been eager to fight out.

Now, they finally ushered in the third generation of Desert Lord.

Moreover, the field camp suffered unprecedented heavy damage in this life.

But the best years, the best prosperity, met the Western Expedition...

"Yes."

Luotuo Xiangzi also leaned back on his seat dejectedly.

"In the past ten thousand years, the desert has ushered in three unifications. Each of the three generations of desert lords is not a person of amazing talent and beauty."

"But among the three generations of desert lords, only one fox out of ten thousand miles could be defeated."

"The Poison Demon Lizard and Sir Wolf both ended up fighting against the field camp and the motorcycle tribe."

"Perhaps this is our fate."

At this moment, Luotuo Xiangzi also wanted to give up.

I thought that the rise of Sir Wolf would bring the desert to glory again.

However, all this is just their fantasy.

Field camps are always a lingering nightmare.

"Don't bother me."

Seeing the depressed looks of the beasts, Tutankhas hurriedly stood up and persuaded: "We still have hope, we can still fight."

"No, Mobei City is still there?"

"Besides, we still have half a million desert troops, why should we be discouraged?"

Although I don’t know why the motorcycle race in this world is so strong, he still has a system.

The strongest pharaoh system.

Besides, they also have the King of War, Golden Flame Wolf, who is just a small motorcycle clan. One day, they will win.

However, Tutankhas's words received no response from anyone.

The desert has long been in decline and is no longer what it once was.

...

At this moment, Golden Flame Wolf stood on the tower of Mobei City.

How could he not know everything that happened in the meeting hall? He just wanted to try to escape.

"hehe."

"Sir Wolf, tomorrow is the night of the full moon. How are you doing down there?"

Looking at the crescent moon in the sky, Golden Flame Wolf smiled faintly.

"The Western Expeditionary Army is approaching fiercely, including Hai Buliang, Xiao Tianhan, Li Taiji, and that Mo Zhen Army."

"The Western Expeditionary Army meets."

"An army of 400,000 troops besieged Mobei City."

"Can I still hold on?"

Having said this, a dim light flashed in Jin Yanlang's eyes.

Although there are still nearly half a million troops in Mobei City.

But the 400,000 people in the Western Expeditionary Army are all elites from Dali Mountain, Fire Water City, Sun and Moon Temple, and field camps.

The Desert Army's five hundred thousand is the wealth of the entire desert.

The combat effectiveness of the desert is so poor. He and Tutankhas are the only ones in the entire desert army who have the strength above a general.

In addition, the strongest Luotuo Xiangzi was nothing more than a brigadier general.

Facing the menacing Western Expeditionary Army, their chances of winning were less than 20%.

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At the same time, outside Mobei City, Hai Buliang and Mo Zhenjun sat looking at each other.

"Mo Zhenjun, the final battle will begin tomorrow."

"Thank you for your help during this time."

"Otherwise, our progress would not be so fast."

Boundless Hai put his hands behind his back and looked calm.

In the past half month, their two armies have been invincible, killing more than 200,000 enemy troops along the way.

The battle in the desert is about to come to an end.

Listening to Hai Buliang's words, Mo Zhenjun laughed to himself: "Hai Buliang, you praise me too much."

"In this battle, with or without me, you will win."

"It's just that my joining has moved the time forward a little bit."

What he said was true. Boundless Hai's powerful killing of the Desert Army's leader, Sir Wolf, was destined to win this battle.

Sir Wolf is the third generation lord of the desert, and his influence on the desert is so great.

Under normal circumstances, once the coach dies, the army should have collapsed long ago. If the Desert Army hadn't suddenly appeared and stabilized the morale of the army, the Desert Army would have won it long ago.

"hehe."

Boundless Hai just smiled indifferently at Mo Zhenjun's words.

Yes or no, it no longer matters.

"By the way, Boundless Sea."

"There is something, I want to ask you for a favor."

With that said, Mo Zhenjun took out a scroll from his waist and handed it to Hai Buliang.

"Ok?"

"This is..."

Boundless Sea took the scroll and his expression changed slightly.

With just one glance, he noticed that this scroll was unusual.

Just the black energy emanating from the scroll is not simple.

"Where did you get it?"

"I'm afraid it's something unclean."

Boundless Hai looked at Mo Zhenjun in surprise.

This scroll is not simple, the energy contained in it is unimaginable.

It's just that he seemed to have seen this kind of aura somewhere before.

In response to Boundless Hai's confusion, Mo Zhenjun said directly: "I found this from Bai Tianjun's room."

"In the early years, I also discovered it in Gu Chenxi and several clan elders, but I didn't pay much attention to it at the time."

"But now, I think this matter may not be that simple."

Speaking of this, a coldness flashed in Mo Zhenjun's eyes.

Since Lu Tianming's death, he has become more cautious.

After seeing that Bai Tianjun and several clan elders had this scroll.

He realized that the field camp might not be the same field camp as before.

Gu Chenxi is dead, so his identity is no longer important.

Immediately, Mo Zhenjun continued: "So, I would like to ask you to give this scroll to the alliance leader."

"It's up to the alliance leader to decide."

He couldn't leave the field camp, and he couldn't let Bai Tianjun find out that he had the scroll.

So he could only ask Boundless Hai for this job, he couldn't trust anyone else.

"Ah."

"Leave this matter to me."

Boundless Sea stretched out two fingers, and a ball of Moon God's power flew out from his fingertips and was instantly submerged into the scroll.

"I will personally send this scroll back to the City of Time later."

Immediately, Buliang Hai whispered to Mo Zhenjun: "Also, please don't let the second person know about this matter."

The power contained in this scroll was almost unable to withstand even him, the King of War. Let alone anyone else.

"The final battle will begin tomorrow."

"Let's go to bed early too."

"..."

The following is the Thorn Wolf Legion

Too many members of the Thorn Wolf Legion died in battle, so there are not many senior generals.

(Deputy leader of the Thorn Wolf Legion＜Deputy Commander of the Wolf Guard (equal treatment with the legion commander and hall leader))

(Ahem, school starts the day after tomorrow, and I saved five chapters of the manuscript, so I’m prepared)

(It will definitely be completed before the end of next month)

(How should I put it...the plan cannot keep up with the changes)