Chapter 1449： Lecturers in Shengjiao City

In the original Holy See Castle in the Holy Church, the lecturer who had served behind the Seventh Elder paced back and forth, muttering nervously, "What can I do?"

In the fighting outside, the sound of guns can already be heard clearly. At this time, even if it is him, there is no time to take into account his image of strategizing and doing things without surprises.

"You ask me, I don't know what to do." Another lecturer looked helpless and said, "Who knows what to do at this time?"

They all fought a tailwind before, and they have never encountered a situation like today. The Heavenly Sword God Sect, who has never experienced failure, does not have many talents to deal with this problem.

The senior lecturer who served the seventh elder gritted his teeth with hatred, clenched his fist and cursed: "Asshole surnamed Liu, with thousands of people, there is no news. How can I explain to the seventh elder?"

In his opinion, if the lecturer surnamed Liu hadn't led people away, they wouldn't be so passive now.

Worst of all, if those thousands of people don't run, they can still serve as a reserve team to support those tight defenses, right?

Looking at the anxious, higher-level lecturer, the lower-level lecturer comforted him: "He ran away with someone, but you didn't ran away with someone. To deal with it is to deal with him. Why are you nervous?"

The senior lecturer hated iron and steel and pointed at the other party, and finally said nervously: "You know what a fart! You didn't see the cannibalistic eyes of the Seventh Elder! I'm afraid he could not hold back, kill me to vent my hatred !"

Hearing what the senior lecturer said, the low-level lecturer could only sigh helplessly, and changed the topic: "Oh... this is now, the situation is already like this... No matter how persistent, there is nothing we can do. !"

When the senior lecturer mentioned this, he hated it even more: "Those wounded surrendered when they went out. They are also a group of ungrateful guys!"

He also doesn't mention the fact that he sent people to blackmail. It seems that such things as officials forced the people to rebel have never happened.

Anyway, those spirit stones, magical artifacts, and other valuable things had already entered his pocket, and it was too late to say anything.

"Okay, don't mention the wounded participating in the war." The low-level lecturer naturally knew it well, because many of his disciples had also been blackmailed, so this is no secret.

Speaking of this matter, he also despised the senior lecturer in front of him. At this time, still so greedy, it is simply a model of wanting money without life.

However, now is the time for everyone to help each other in the same boat. There is no benefit to mentioning this kind of thing except for blaming each other.

"I will go in in a while and report to the Seventh Elders. How is this good?" The senior lecturer, who was not willing to talk more about the wounded surrender, still looked terrified and asked.

"What does it matter? Just tell the truth? This battle is not under your command..." The low-level lecturer had no good way, so he could only speak.

Don't say that he has no other way, even if there is a way at this time, if there is no benefit to him, he will not open his mouth to give directions.

"To tell the truth? How can I tell the truth? Tell the seventh elder that the enemy has already hit his door?" The senior lecturer asked with a pale face.

"Otherwise? You can still deceive him, saying that the enemy has been driven away and we have won?" the low-level lecturer continued to ask.

Just when the two people were torturing each other's souls, a disciple rushed in from outside.

He can see that he is very flustered, and it seems to have brought some big problems. When he came closer, he clasped his fists and said, "Master!"

"What's the matter?" the senior lecturer asked in a cold voice impatiently. He is most afraid of this kind of plot where a disciple suddenly breaks in, because there is no good thing as soon as he shows up.

"Report to Master that someone just sent news that the enemy has hit outside the east gate." Sure enough, the disciple said with a fist.

"Outside the East Gate? The East Gate is not left in our hands. Is the last gate? Lost there too?" The senior lecturer asked incredulously.

It didn't take long for him to come back from there. There was still a large area of ​​ground outside the east gate. In his opinion, he could at least hold on there.

But whoever came to think that he had just returned, and that large area was lost when he said it was lost. The lecturer who promised in front of him that he would stick to the last person, seemed to be another **** who couldn't do it.

The disciple hurriedly nodded, clasped his fist and said: "Yes! The disciple has just got the news... The disciple has already asked two junior disciples to take people for reinforcements."

It seems that this disciple is still a man of some sort, and he knows that he is in a hurry and he can make judgments quickly.

"Good job!" The slightly pleased senior lecturer slapped the disciple's shoulder twice, and said: "You go out first!"

"Yes! The disciple retire!" The disciple received the encouragement of the master, with an expression of joy that could not be concealed on his face, and walked out with a fist.

After all, at this time, it is a good thing to leave a good impression on Master, whether it is to break through and retreat in the future, or to cultivate and develop in the future.

"It's okay now, the last city gate is going to be lost. We have no reinforcements and no reserve power..." When the disciple walked out, the senior lecturer became even more irritable.

Now, for him, only half of the city is still under control. This feeling of being a dead end is really bad, very bad.

"There are not many spirit stones, and there are not many magical tools left." He complained, and looked at the low-level lecturer who helped him out.

"This, this is really..." The low-level lecturer also looked helpless, not knowing what to say.

They are indeed at a dead end. There will be no reinforcements when they run out of ammunition and food. Basically, they are no different from waiting to die.

"No way, tell the truth with the seventh elder. If the seventh elder is willing to take action, we may still have the power to fight." After thinking about it, the low-level lecturer still talked to his nominal superior.

"Is Feizhou ready?" Without continuing this topic, the senior lecturer asked about their final retreat.

Although they can fly, they use the aura they have stored in their bodies to fly, and ride a flying boat, which are completely two concepts.

What's more, it's useless just for them to escape by themselves, and the disciples they belong to must follow to escape a little to continue to ensure their power, right?