"This is the battlefield between Golden City and Flaming Valley? It's really tragic. "
Several days later, Wang Lu and his follower left the Eternal Tree and went all the way north to the frontline of the war between Golden City and Flaming Valley. As far as the eye could see, the land was scorched and the people were plunged into misery and suffering.
Of course, this was not unusual. In this tragic battle between the first and second place, how could it be peaceful? The baptism of blood and fire was the only way.
"It's just that, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, this scene is really unexpected."
Looking at the tens of thousands of rotting corpses on the cracked ground, Wang Lu's eyes were solemn, and then became more and more cold.
"I originally thought that Golden City and Flaming Valley were evenly matched, and Golden City might be a bit stronger. However, according to the situation of the battlefield, out of ten corpses, nine of them are actually from Golden City … Are the soldiers of Flaming Valley actually this elite?"
As Wang Lu walked on the lifeless battlefield, his eyes constantly swept across the corpses around him, and then he deduced the details of the war from the traces left on the battlefield.
He was not a warrior skilled in battle. After cultivating for so many years, although he had experienced many big and small wars, he never really became a warrior. Therefore, deducing the course of the war from the traces left on the battlefield was actually not easy. However, with his powerful computing ability, he always pieced together the truth of the war from the countless fragments.
"It seems like everyone underestimated the power of Flaming Valley. Sixty to seventy percent of Golden City's strength? With such elite troops, even if Golden City went all out, I'm afraid it would be difficult to say that they would win. Sixty to seventy percent? How could they have the nerve to say that? "
As he sneered, Wang Lu stood next to a pile of corpses.
It was a tall and sturdy barbarian warrior, surrounded by dozens of gold-clad celestial soldiers' corpses. The barbarian warrior had countless scars all over his body, and eventually died of exhaustion. However, the celestial soldiers around him, without exception, were all cut into two. Then, the weapon used by the barbarians was just a sharpened stone axe.
"In terms of wealth, Golden City is the first in this world, followed by Harmony River and Eternal Tree. Even the withered and decaying Gray Mountain can be ranked fourth. There are only stones in Flaming Valley. Besides the stubborn stones, there are only melted and burning stones. The barbarians lived in the mountains, and even having a full meal was an extravagant hope. Therefore, civilization had always been an unfamiliar concept to Flaming Valley. When the people of Golden City were living a life of luxury, the barbarians of Flaming Valley were always struggling for survival … Such harsh conditions created their unparalleled bravery, but it also made them only valiant. Tens of thousands of elite troops of the barbarian race, each one of them is brave but not astute. They have been repeatedly tricked by other people, and have lost miserably. "
Wang Lu sighed softly as he walked.
Lan walked behind Wang Lu and said, "Gray Mountain fought with Flaming Valley a thousand years ago. If it weren't for our ancestors being familiar with the art of war, I'm afraid there would only be four forces left in this world."
"But after so many years, the people of Flaming Valley are still bold but not astute. It's not that they are born stupid and don't understand the importance of wisdom. It was a unique environment that created a unique civilization. For the barbarians of the Flaming Valley, nothing was more important than martial bravery. In such an environment, it was simply impossible to produce a wise and resourceful person. But now, the situation is different. "
While speaking, Wang Lu had arrived at a high ground on the battlefield.
Overlooking the scenery below, Wang Lu saw more things. In this battlefield, Flaming Valley only dispatched the lowest ranked slave soldiers to utterly defeat the gold-clad army of Golden City. In Flaming Valley, a warrior who could fight against ten on the battlefield was not even a qualified warrior. Only those who were exceptionally large and could fight against ten were the real barbarians of Flaming Valley.
In the past, the barbarians who only knew how to roar and charge head-on were cleverly divided into many groups. They appeared at different positions at different times. Perhaps with their intellect, they would not be able to understand the profoundness of timing and positioning. But under the control of a brilliant hand, these unique timing and positioning allowed the barbarian warriors to display an unprecedented combat strength.
Although he was not good at military fighting, Wang Lu could still see the brilliance of this.
"Right now, Flaming Valley has obtained the key to leap forward."
Lan surprisingly keenly replied, "Fire Spirit?"
"To be precise, in Nine Regions … No, in the Blood Spirit Temple, the person who is best at military fighting, the lead disciple of Royal Soldier Sect." Wang Lu muttered and then raised his head. "What's his name again?"
Xiang Liang? Yes, Xiang Liang.
"Speaking of which, it's really an oversight. I've thought about everything, but I've neglected to calculate how far Flaming Valley could evolve with the help of a general who can fight against ten thousand enemies. Compared to this, Eternal Tree, Harmony River, and even Grey Mountain … are not worth mentioning. However, Senior Brother Xiang Liang, going too far is as bad as not going far enough. How much confidence do you actually have that you dare to challenge Shengjing Sect team alone? Now that you're advancing triumphantly and your momentum is like a rainbow, aren't you afraid … that you'll force Qiong Hua out of the mountain? "
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On the frontline battlefield, in a land of disorderly rocks, cold wind whistled, blowing away the warmth from Flaming Valley and disrupted the usual law of heaven and earth. In this rocky mountain, the law was distorted, common sense was overturned, and it was difficult for ordinary creatures to survive. It was a daunting land of danger and death. Even the barbarian warriors of Flaming Valley were unwilling to approach it.
However, it was also the geographical junction of the war between Flaming Valley and Golden City, a place where the military would have to contend for.
In the struggle between the two, there were more than one hundred battles. Those who could contend have already fought, and those who could fight have already fought. Golden City had been continuously defeated and had already shown a declining trend. However, if Flaming Valley wanted to completely establish their advantage and truly drag down the throne of the ten thousand years old hegemon, they still needed a crucial war.
This disorderly land was the battlefield chosen by Flaming Valley. And on the battlefield, a legion of Flaming Valley was advancing.
In the middle of the army, dozens of barbarian giants with red, thorny skin and rock-like muscles surrounded a general who was riding a magma beast. That general was undoubtedly the supreme leader of the legion. It was just that, compared to those tall and sturdy warriors, he looked unprepossessing.
His stature was thin, his limbs were slender, and he was wrapped in a reddish-brown animal skin that symbolized the position of general of Flaming Valley. However, that animal skin was sewn for the barbarians of Flaming Valley, so it did not fit his body. At the same time, in contrast to the tall barbarian guards around him, the general looked even more thin and small.
However, although his stature was thin and small, he had an inviolable awe-inspiring bearing.
When the legion arrived at a place, the general suddenly straightened up on the back of the strange beast, looked around, and then made a decision.
"Vanguard army, stop. After resting and reorganizing, you will guard this place. Left army advance along the mountain road. Without the order, don't stop. Right army, follow me along the mountain road on the right side. Wait for my order at any time. "
The faint sound of a command was instantly transmitted into the ears of every soldier. During the march, the warriors who were still whispering to each other suddenly stopped talking. However, after hearing the order, many of them revealed a puzzled look.
"Are we going to divide the army into three?"
"So troublesome, dividing the army again. Since this fire spirit became the general, he always divides the army again and again. Obviously, he can kill his way through in one breath, but he always makes it so troublesome. "
"Yeah, why divided into vanguard army and left army … How do I know which army I belong to?"
"I heard that Golden City is full of incompetent people who are greedy for pleasure. To fight with them, we just need to kill our way through in one go. This division of army and design, doesn't that mean that we, Flaming Valley, are afraid of them?"
"Humph, look at this thin and powerless fire spirit, how could he be the commander in chief of the army?"
This barbarian legion was the elite soldiers personally selected by the king of Flaming Valley. They were the youngest and most powerful warriors in Flaming Valley. However, these young warriors have not fought under the fire spirit, so they refused to be disciplined. Their discussion was quite loud, completely disregarding the fact that the commander was right next to them. When the fire spirit general who issued the order heard this, he could not help but frown.
This was too troublesome?
It was just dividing these thousands of elite soldiers into three. Was there a simpler military strategy than this in the world?
These soldiers of Flaming Valley were only valiant, but they were only elite soldiers, not qualified soldiers at all. He was full of military strategy, but he could not even display one-tenth of it. If it was a real well-tempered elite soldier, he would directly command each soldier. Even if there were thousands of soldiers, they could still be orderly and not in the slightest disorder. As long as the soldiers could follow the command, they would display incredible combat power.
In Royal Soldier Sect, many people liked to use chess as a metaphor. The commander in chief of the battlefield was like a chess player, and the soldiers were the chess pieces. Ordinary chess players would be flustered if they had more than dozens of chess pieces in their hands. Therefore, if they wanted to command tens of thousands of troops, they needed layers of officers to command the soldiers.
And the more brilliant the commander, the more chess pieces he could control, the more detailed his command would be, and the more he could operate on the subtleties of the battlefield. And this kind of skill was called micromanipulation in Royal Soldier Sect.
And as the lead disciple of Royal Soldier Sect, he had an unparalleled micromanipulation skill among his peers. But now, even dividing the soldiers into three seemed to be impossible. He had amazing skills, but he could not display them.
Xiang Liang was not annoyed. He looked at the group of provocative barbarian soldiers and lightly said, "Before leaving, His Majesty has authorized me to be the supreme commander. Military orders are like mountains, they cannot be violated. "
A barbarian soldier took the lead to stand out and pointed the huge stone axe in his hand at Xiang Liang. "I heard that His Majesty was deceived by a sinister villain like you, so he appointed you as the commander in chief. We, the heroes of Flaming Valley, have always fought in an upright manner. Sinister and cunning tricks, we disdain it! "
Upon hearing this, Xiang Liang was stunned. He had been commanding the army in Flaming Valley for some time, but this was the first time he heard such an overbearing rebellion.
Then, what was even more inconceivable was that he actually saw the agreement in the eyes of the soldiers.
Perhaps for those who were proficient in politics, they could think of a lot of things through this scene, but at this time, Xiang Liang only remembered the teachings of his Master when he was cultivating in Royal Soldier Sect.
"A person who only knows how to arrange the troops is not qualified to be a commander in chief. A real first-class general must make the officers and men under him sincerely convinced, as if they were his own arm."
In contrast to his Master's teachings, it was clear that this army was not sincerely convinced, as if they were his own arm.
Xiang Liang didn't care why they dared to rebel, nor did he care why the king of Flaming Valley handed over such an army to him. He was the lead disciple of Royal Soldier Sect, so there was only one thing he had to do.
"In that case …"
Xiang Liang thought for a moment, then raised his right hand high. A halo spread out from his fingertips and swept across the army.
A moment later, the light dissipated, and the original noise in the army was completely extinguished. All the barbarian soldiers stood quietly in the same place. Their eyes, which were blazing and jumping, became indifferent and dull.
"Very good."
Xiang Liang looked with satisfaction at the army that no longer had any objections, and casually dispersed the thousands of souls that he had just gathered.
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