In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

What caught his eye was a face that Gan Daolin had only seen once in his life, but which was imprinted deep in his soul.

It was that time that this master tactician and legendary god of war, who was famous in the battlefields of foreign lands, was completely retired.

Gandaolin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his pupils contracted violently.

In the excitement, I almost cursed in my hometown dialect.

Not only him, but the nearby group of veteran war gods from various countries who had just come back and were determined to avenge their humiliation in this military exercise also had their hearts beating like thunder and shuddering.

"Back off, back off..."

The Beihai War God who was closest to Zhang Ruoyu, who wiped off the paint on his face and revealed his true face, waved his arms stiffly, signaling the majestic and high-spirited elite troops of the Beihai State to stand back a little.

This group of warriors are all the top elites of Beihai Kingdom, and their status in Beihai Kingdom is no less than that of the Chinese Beimang Army.

Either he got involved with the devil in front of him, or he was targeted by the devil in front of him, and the entire army was wiped out...

He had to commit suicide to atone...

Although the Beihai troops were confused, they did not dare to disobey the orders issued by their leaders.

Moreover, the leaders have regressed. You can’t stand in front of the leader just like the younger brother, right?

It affects progress too much...

"Back off..."

"The entire army retreats..."

In the originally powerful coalition forces, the voices of returning veteran gods of war from various countries could be heard from time to time.

Low, depressed, panicked, and a little shaky.

Han Dong, who was helped to the side to rest, watched helplessly as his brother-in-law showed his true appearance, with no one around him.

Just one face can intimidate thousands of military officers from all over the world, both inside and outside.

Han Dong's blood boiled, and a warm current spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

This is his ultimate dream of joining Beimang!

This means that he loves him so much that no matter what rude request he makes, even if the entire Han family is against it, his brother-in-law will stand up and support his legendary man!

The legend of Beimang, Zhang Xiangbei!

The group of Beimang veterans around him, elite warriors who had experienced the golden decade of Beimang, were no less excited than Han Dong.

They had witnessed Beimang legend Zhang Xiangbei's journey to becoming a god.

They know why General Zhang is famous all over the world.

They knew more clearly why General Zhang only showed his face, and the old gods of war who were tyrannical all over the world were as if they had seen a ghost, and their souls were gone.

He led his team and ran to the outer circle, for fear of getting involved with General Zhang.

General Zhang stood firm alone.

Even without saying a word, he shocked thousands of elites from various countries.

Dozens of exhausted Beimang veterans seemed to have been drugged suddenly, and their morale was high and murderous.

Gandaolin felt the sad atmosphere of defeat.

The coalition forces were demoralized and completely lost their fighting spirit.

He knew that this devastating fear must not continue to spread.

Otherwise, the decisive battle will end before it even begins.

"He's fake!"

Gan Daolin, full of domineering energy, said resolutely: "Zhang Xiangbei is dead!"

"This person is a stand-in trained by the Chinese military! It is Beimang's cunning conspiracy!"

The crowd started talking in low voices.

Especially those veteran gods of war who were scared out of their wits just by seeing a face. They were all staring at Zhang Ruoyu who had not wiped off the paint on his face.

He is fake!

Zhang Xiangbei has died in battle!

This information has been known to the veteran gods of war for a long time.

Otherwise, how dare they come to the Chinese formation to supervise military exercises as soon as they come back?

But if it was really a substitute, it would be too similar!

It's exactly the same as the real thing!

"What if it's true?"

In the crowd, a veteran God of War who had hidden his identity and did not dare to be exposed asked in a low voice: "What if he is Zhang Xiangbei?"

This statement came out.

The old war gods who were timid before fighting were completely panicked.

Even the elites from various countries who were not sure why their leaders suddenly wanted to retreat were confused.

Could this mysterious Beimang soldier who fell from the sky be Zhang Xiangbei?

Zhang Xiangbei, the legend of Beimang who was undefeated on the battlefield in foreign lands and who fought so hard that veteran war gods from all over the world retired one after another?

"It's true, so what!?"

Gan Daolin shouted loudly: "He is only one person, are you afraid of him?"

He asked emotionally.

But no one cheered.

Even some veteran war gods who had a close relationship with Gandaolin did not dare to say anything.

Veteran war gods who have dealt with Zhang Xiangbei all know that this devil loves to beat the odds.

Whoever comes forward will die the worst.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

Ten years of lustful power, how can it be said to be gone? Are you afraid if you say you are not afraid?

Over the years, how many elites from various countries have been buried in foreign battlefields?

Seeing that no one responded, Gandaolin's whole body erupted with terrifying pressure.

The few veteran gods of war who were close were trembling, fearing retaliation from Gan Daolin afterwards, and even more fearing that the countries behind them would be blocked and sanctioned.

I had no choice but to raise my concerns: "But there are no bullets in our guns..."

With those blank bullets, you have to hit them in the face to kill a chicken.

How could Zhang Xiangbei be beaten to death?