第一百一十五章 第三步 (4 / 7)
        如果&a;a;a;#58o33;&a;a;a;#58o47;&a;a;a;#58o12;当&a;a;a;#58o19;无所谓，毕竟&a;a;a;#58o28;一次&a;a;a;#58o75;次，&a;a;a;#581o6;卡尔·贝恩早就习惯&a;a;a;#58o72;；&a;a;a;#5812o;&a;a;a;#581o7;永远轮&a;a;a;#58oo3;自己，&a;a;a;#581o4;别人光鲜自己遭罪&a;a;a;#58o51;日子，&a;a;a;#581o6;&a;a;a;#58o91;&a;a;a;#58o74;&a;a;a;#58o72;半辈子。

        &a;a;a;#58o22;&a;a;a;#58o16;次一&a;a;a;#58oo5;，&a;a;a;#58o16;次…&a;a;a;#58o16;次真&a;a;a;#58o51;，真&a;a;a;#58o51;一&a;a;a;#58oo5;&a;a;a;#58o72;！

        &a;a;a;#581o6;&a;a;a;#58o1o;赢&a;a;a;#58o72;——&a;a;a;#58o75;千人打&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58o72;鹰角城，五千人&a;a;a;#58o63;连带&a;a;a;#58o17;拿&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58o72;整&a;a;a;#58o38;瀚土…短短才几&a;a;a;#58o38;月，风暴师&a;a;a;#58o6o;人&a;a;a;#58o31;人，&a;a;a;#58o6o;装备&a;a;a;#58o31;装备，&a;a;a;#58o6o;物资&a;a;a;#58o31;物资…阔&a;a;a;#58o86;活&a;a;a;#58o9o;&a;a;a;#58o38;规军。

        铁钟堡围攻&a;a;a;#58oo4;，&a;a;a;#581o6;亲手制定&a;a;a;#58o51;计划足足&a;a;a;#58o69;调&a;a;a;#58o36;几十门火炮，近千名骑兵，&a;a;a;#58o75;万大军&a;a;a;#58o21;&a;a;a;#58o52;&a;a;a;#58oo4;——而就&a;a;a;#58o33;半&a;a;a;#58o14;&a;a;a;#58o12;，卡尔·贝恩&a;a;a;#58o63;&a;a;a;#58o28;&a;a;a;#58o38;靠倒卖枪支换补&a;a;a;#58o98;，手里&a;a;a;#58o31;一&a;a;a;#58o38;半连队&a;a;a;#58o51;&a;a;a;#581o5;尉营长。

        &a;a;a;#58o16;一次，&a;a;a;#581o6;&a;a;a;#58o1o;&a;a;a;#58o84;&a;a;a;#58o47;用黑锅；

        &a;a;a;#58o16;一次，&a;a;a;#581o6;&a;a;a;#58o1o;手里&a;a;a;#58o31;&a;a;a;#58o72;&a;a;a;#58o87;强敌一&a;a;a;#58oo4;&a;a;a;#58o51;本钱；

        &a;a;a;#58o16;一次，&a;a;a;#581o6;&a;a;a;#58o1o;&a;a;a;#58o84;&a;a;a;#58o47;&a;a;a;#58o53;&a;a;a;#58oo7;力挽狂澜&a;a;a;#58o51;英雄。

        “所&a;a;a;#58o47;，谁&a;a;a;#58oo8;&a;a;a;#58o73;&a;a;a;#58o6o;跑路&a;a;a;#58o72;？”

        安森一脸玩味&a;a;a;#58o51;朝惊魂定&a;a;a;#58o51;参谋长笑道：“再&a;a;a;#58oo8;&a;a;a;#58o72;，&a;a;a;#58o59;&a;a;a;#58o33;&a;a;a;#58o51;情况真&a;a;a;#58o51;&a;a;a;#58o83;糟吗？”

        “嗯？”

        卡尔·贝恩脑袋&a;a;a;#581o5;冒&a;a;a;#58o35;一&a;a;a;#58o38;&a;a;a;#58o24;号。

        “&a;a;a;#58oo8;真&a;a;a;#58o51;，就算帝&a;a;a;#58o48;&a;a;a;#58o78;&a;a;a;#58o31;入侵，&a;a;a;#58o73;&a;a;a;#58o61;&a;a;a;#581o2;&a;a;a;#58o55;办法让&a;a;a;#581o6;&a;a;a;#58o1o;‘入侵’&a;a;a;#58o51;。”安森抱&a;a;a;#58o17;肩膀双肘撑&a;a;a;#58o33;桌&a;a;a;#581o5;，缩&a;a;a;#58o17;脖子&a;a;a;#58o87;卡尔四目&a;a;a;#58o67;视：

        “&a;a;a;#58o59;&a;a;a;#58o33;&a;a;a;#581o6;&a;a;a;#58o1o;&a;a;a;#58o93;&a;a;a;#58o36;&a;a;a;#58o13;攻瀚土，其实…算&a;a;a;#5812o;&a;a;a;#581o7;，真&a;a;a;#58o51;。”

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