Bloodhoofed Pansaurus

Chapter 23 Restraining the Soul
"Isn't it normal to have more than a hundred souls? Someone who understands your runes must have died!" Lei Mo casually said.

"No, master! These hundred and ten souls are human races, and they don't have the breath of runes, and the number of people you killed is equal to that of master!" Franklin explained.

"Then—what do you mean?" Lei Mo didn't fully understand yet!

"Just as you think, the soul of the guy killed by my body is trapped in the soul space!" Franklin said quietly.

"Then—why didn't we find out before?" Lei Mo asked strangely.

When I was in the Seti Mountains, those few kills were either with the original totem pole, or with flying stones. It is true that Franklin has never been used to kill anyone.

"Are these forcibly restrained souls the same as rune souls?" Lei Mo asked.

"It doesn't seem to be the same, but it can still be controlled. It won't be long before it will be assimilated by the soul space, and the souls of those tauren before came here too." Franklin said with certainty.

"Then it's okay if I kill Marshal Mumba?" Lei Mo flew into the air,
"No, no, it's not authentic, Mumba still respects himself!"

Momba Erich Keaton didn't know that he had walked through the gate of hell.

After picking up his mood, Lei Mo went back to find the army, only twenty minutes passed, and he wasted on the road.

The captain of the Marshal's guard found him and asked, "Carl, how is Marshal Mumba? Is it safe?"

"Marshal is fine, he has already sent people to look for the Lombard Sorcerers—" Karl replied respectfully.

"That's good! That's good!" Lei Mo found a temporary tent and sat cross-legged.

While Lei Mo was strolling in the courtyard, in the temporary marshal's tent, Marshal Momba Erich Keaton said solemnly, "Are you sure? Are you really a member of the Magic Guild?"

"Yes, 110 and nine people, including a ninth-level great magister and eight eighth-level magisters, all have names!"

"Marshal, these people seem to have been bombarded with a blunt weapon, and they were all killed with one blow!"

Those who have just returned, who are good at analyzing battle traces, reported to Marshal Mumba.

"To be able to achieve this level, the strength should be a sanctuary! But what is the purpose of the opponent, if it is a friend, why doesn't it show up?"

This is Marshal Mumba's biggest doubt. Is he afraid that the entrance of the sanctuary will cause a war in the sanctuary?

Marshal Mumba can only make such a judgment for the time being.

Although the mysterious sanctuary is helping his own side, as a military commander, he must fully take into account uncertain factors in order to have an accurate control of the context of the war.

This is something that every military strategy decision maker must consider!
No matter how sad Marshal Mumba was, Lei Mo practiced quietly, and his fighting spirit also increased a little bit. Although it was extremely slow, it was more or less improved. In this way, in the military tent, he was waiting for Marshal Mumba's marching orders.

The Water Curtain Sky was cast on the flag of the Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Army, obviously intending to kill Marshal Mumba. Soldier.

It is impossible to march again tonight, Lei Mo released the rune soul, let Kamikaze Bear guard the door, and practiced like this all night.

I stood up in the morning and felt it. I was still an eighth-level peak fighter and hadn't made much progress, but Lei Mo was not disappointed.

Walking in the barracks, watching hundreds of thousands of soldiers move out quickly and efficiently.

Yesterday was attacked and set up camp in an emergency. After midnight, they pulled out of the camp and left. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers took no time to rush, which further highlighted Marshal Mumba's ability to govern the army.

Lei Mo looked at the tent of the commander of the Chinese army, dazed in a daze, still thinking about Marshal Mumba in his heart, if he can't be killed, let him understand the runes, it would be better if he breaks through the ninth level.

Lei Mo didn't dare to think about what it would be like to be so powerful before the age of 70, and live for more than 400 years, the more he thought about it, the more melancholy he became.

Inquire about Marshal Mumba's vindictiveness, so that at least I have a goal when collecting the totem pole.

In order to get Mumba Erich, Lei Mo already wanted to go back and take back Franklin's split pillar. He was really envious of Marshal Mumba's military talent!
"There are so many souls in Franklin's soul space, a marshal is needed! Yes, it's reasonable!"

The brain is running fast, and the brain hole has been opened, but there is still no clue.

Continue to march, everyone doesn't ask about the magic guide group, Marshal Mumba doesn't say anything, just continue to drive to the front line like this.

At noon on the third day, part of the large army arrived. After all, there were 70 people, and the marching team dragged on for a long time. The front army had already started camping, and the rear army was still tens of kilometers away!
Lei Mo rode a kamikaze bear, walking leisurely!

It is convenient to have a space ring, Lei Mo took out a wine bag casually, and took a sip of "draft beer", "Hi—" It would be even more beautiful if it was iced!
Bill carried Lei Mo leisurely into the tent specially set up for the strong, this world is so unfair!
Gathering the guards here, Marshal Mumba began to take over the command of the entire alliance, and the number of troops exceeded 200 million.

It is still inferior to the Lombard Alliance Army in terms of numbers, but as a defender, the Seti Alliance Army already has some advantages.

After the command was transferred, Marshal Mumba issued orders one after another, and the entire barracks immediately started to operate!
The reason for not relying on the fortress defense is that although Brest is a military fortress, in recent hundreds of years, the Keaton Kingdom has already advanced the defense line to the Lombard League for hundreds of kilometers.

Then it seems understandable for the Lombard Alliance to launch provocations, to regain their homeland!

But war can't be said clearly. The border lines of tens of thousands of kilometers have long been criss-crossed. There is me in you, and you in me!
Here in the Brest Fortress, the Kingdom of Keaton did occupy the land of the Lombard Alliance, and the other directions may be reversed!

The history of the establishment of the two major alliances is the history of wars, and there has been blood and debts, and there is no possibility of peace!

The defense system here on the front line is very imperfect. There are some trenches and war castles that are not completely connected. They have been repaired over the years, and they have to be destroyed by surprise raids from time to time.

It is estimated that the Lombard League is also worried. Once the defense system here is completed, Brest will become the rear.

The entire valley will belong to the Keaton Kingdom. As long as the valley entrance is defended, the Lombard Alliance will have to pay a more painful price if they want to fight in again.

Therefore, choosing this opportunity to provoke a war, completely destroying these defense facilities, and disrupting the Seti Alliance's valley occupation plan is also the helpless choice of the first party of the Lombards.

After the arrival of Marshal Mumba's reinforcements, the Seti Alliance took the initiative to attack, defeated several Lombard Alliance attacks, and destroyed many Lombard Alliance strongholds.

Lei Mo has never received an order to attack. In everyone's eyes, Lei Mo is actually a strong eighth level. He was lucky to subdue the kamikaze bear who has not yet broken through. This is also Lei Mo's rhetoric.

(End of this chapter)