Those small oases may be junk in your eyes, but these earl and marquis are the lifeblood of their family.
These words, naturally, the duke of Xinghui won’t say that someone has paid a big price to come to him since he was specially in front of his ancestors today, but no matter how big the price is, he can’t let his ancestors’ adults lose their points.
"I’ll warn them sternly."
"Well, after all, it’s our subjects. If they are willing to retreat into the big oasis, they still have to send an elite team to support them … if they withdraw early, nothing will happen!"
Berezmon was very dissatisfied.
Lord Xinghui couldn’t pick him up, but he could change the subject. "Some big oases of our ancestors also begged for our help, saying that if we could send some elite to help them, they would pay a huge price."
"These oases include Blackstone Alliance, Waves City-State, Burning Oasis, Storm City and Sword Flower City … The Blackstone Alliance is willing to pay the highest price."
The Lord of Xinghui presented a letter.
These oases do give up the importance, especially the Blackstone Alliance … Belizemont knows the reason very well. Blackstone Alliance is the weakest one among many oases. If the life span of the helm of Blackstone Alliance was not extended some time ago, there might be only one six senses sitting in the whole oasis.
Too weak
I didn’t expect Blackstone Alliance to come up with so many chips, not only a large number of strange crystals and rare treasures, but also 5% output of oasis in the next century.
Berezmon is a little moved.
He shook his head. "It is too risky to support these big oases, and we don’t know when the disaster will last. These … are intuitively rejected."
"Of course," he added, "if one day a big oasis can’t support itself and is ready to evacuate, a few talents can be taken to our falling star city."
This is not only the most favorable choice for falling star city, but also the most stable choice with the lowest risk.
As time goes by, it is more than ten days in a blink of an eye.
The disaster not only didn’t stop, but also became more and more fierce. The soldiers guarding the city fought hard for more than ten days, and the consumption of drugs, props and tricks was even more like a flood.
Under such pressure, Berezmon has made several moves these days.
He is also increasingly glad that he initially chose the safest strategy.
"Compared with the Chamber of Commerce, it’s going to be overwhelmed. This is the bitter fruit of their arrogance."
The situation is getting more and more urgent, and Bellezemon has to make a move every two or three days because of the evil tide offensive.
He was very upset, but the thought that the mythical female emperor of the Chamber of Commerce for Burning Fires had to make frequent moves early and faced much greater pressure than he did immediately eased Belizemon’s irritability.
He found a way to reduce blood pressure.
Take a peek at the burning mall.
He wanted to cast a glance at the anchor point of a blood descendant.
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The situation of the burning mall seems to be not optimistic.
Since the day before yesterday, the artillery fire has hardly stopped attacking the oasis, and sometimes it may be dozens or tens of thousands.
Although the number is small, the soldiers guarding the city must be ready to kill their energy and gnaw at the soldiers.