Secret weapon?
Upon hearing these words, everyone turned to King Qi.
"Hahahaha, our secret weapon is my third brother." King Qi laughed heartily.
Hearing King Qi's words, everyone laughed along. The atmosphere finally eased a little. The atmosphere had been too tense just now, and many people had even begun to show negative emotions.
However, everyone understood that although Xiatian was the number one expert of the Lower Realm, he was still a human.
However, he was still just a human.
No matter how strong he was, he couldn't fight billions of people alone. Moreover, the opponents were all experts with at least three cauldrons.
"No matter how strong the opponent is or how many people they have, they are still humans. Humans will die. Today, didn't we kill three hundred million of the enemy without losing a single person? Just a few more times and the enemy will be gone. Back then, the army I led at its peak was less than one billion, but my opponent had two hundred billion regular soldiers. Moreover, at that time, five cauldron experts were everywhere. Why do you think I won? " King Qi looked at everyone present, including Grand Elder Qi of Invincible City. Back then, he had followed King Qi to conquer the world.
The scene immediately quieted down. No one spoke.
"Because I am King Qi!" King Qi said vehemently.
His words were filled with confidence.
In terms of strength, he was currently no match for Xiatian, but in terms of leadership and war, he had never feared anyone.
A thousand years ago, he had created a legend. A thousand years later, he was still a legend.
In the Lower Realm, there were two people Xiatian admired the most. One was his eldest brother, King Qi, and the other was his second brother, Bishop Cao.
His eldest brother was a natural-born leader. His boldness and momentum were unstoppable. He was a natural-born commander. He had never lost a battle. Leading an army in battle, he had created a legend. Although Xiatian had talked about the battle a thousand years ago very casually, Xiatian understood that the battle was definitely not as simple as King Qi had described.
Furthermore, the number of people that the other party had actually mobilized might have already exceeded 200 billion.
His second brother, Bishop Cao, was a genius at internal affairs and diplomacy. His outstanding performance in both internal affairs and diplomacy had won Xiatian's admiration. Under his management, Qi Royal City had developed at a much faster rate than normal, even though Xiatian and King Qi had contributed greatly to this.
However, his second brother had made full use of all the resources and maximized the development of the company. Moreover, he had handled the diplomacy perfectly.
As for Xiatian himself.
He was a king.
He was a king who killed decisively.
Only someone like Xiatian could become a true emperor.
Of the three brothers, if King Qi were to become Emperor, then no one would be able to start a war with him. But he was a person who cared about relationships and loyalty. Many people could take advantage of this to make him work for others. So if he wanted to become Emperor, becoming Monarch would only cause his faction to gradually crumble.
If Bishop Cao were to become Emperor, then he would definitely be the strongest in terms of business and diplomacy. However, once he encountered internal problems or war, he would be completely lost because he was too benevolent.
Xiatian was different.
He was good at killing!
A true Emperor must know how to kill. An Emperor who did not know how to kill could not become Emperor.
He cared more about loyalty than anyone else, even if it meant risking his life. When he led others, a portion of them respected him, while the other portion feared him. This was a true Emperor.
At this moment, everyone from the eight factions looked at King Qi, then looked at Xiatian. They suddenly realized that this war was not as difficult as they had imagined.
"Alright, go back and prepare." King Qi stood up and left.
At this moment, within the range of Snow Field City's strength.
The first to receive the news was the Grand Elder of Snow Field City.
"Hahahaha, great, truly great." The Grand Elder laughed excitedly. Normally, he should be very angry that his elite troops were killed. But now, there was no trace of anger on his face. He was completely smiling. His face was full of smiles.
He was only happy and excited.
"Big Brother, why don't we celebrate?" The Ninth Elder suggested.
"Yes, we should celebrate. But we can't be too ostentatious. After all, we are all from Snow Field City. Tell everyone to wear mourning. We will hold a banquet in the house to celebrate." The Grand Elder said loudly. If you asked him how good his mood was, it could only be described with three words: too good.
Originally, he had been worried about this matter recently. He thought that if the Third Elder continued to fight, then his position as the Great Elder would really be lost. In the end, the Third Elder and the others actually jumped into the enemy's trap.
Three hundred million people.
Completely wiped out!
That was an ace army of three hundred million. There were more than a hundred experts with at least five cauldrons.
Such an ace army had been completely wiped out.
This time, the Third Elder and the others had died. Not only did they not receive any merits, but their families would also be punished. After all, they were brainless and were plotted to death by others. If it was a normal battle between two armies, then the king would definitely give them a title of hero or something.
But the Third Elder was purely brainless. He had caused the death of three hundred million ace soldiers. The king was already being considerate by not killing his family.
The Second Elder's place was also filled with joy.
"Second Brother, how are we going to celebrate this time?" The Fifth Elder said with a smile.
"Of course, we have to properly celebrate. Three elders died, nearly 200 experts with 5 cauldrons or higher, and 300 million ace soldiers died. This is truly brainless. Originally, I was worried that I would be punished. Now, it seems that our positions have been preserved. Now, all we need to do is to make some more contributions. Then, the two of you will naturally rise up the ranks," the Second Elder said, his face filled with excitement.
He suddenly felt like he had come back from the jaws of death.
He had returned from hell to heaven.
"Oh right, Second Brother, there is news from the boss. He wants us to go back and give up on attacking Divine Rat City and Crouching Dragon City. We are going to deal with Invincible City's counterattack together." The Fifth Elder suddenly said.
"Okay!" The Second Elder nodded. "Let's celebrate today. Tomorrow, the army will move out."
One was not afraid of a god-like enemy, but a dog-like teammate. The Third Elder and the others had encountered dog-like teammates. When they died, the Grand Elder and the Second Elder held a banquet to celebrate.
At the Grand Elder's place.
"Report!"
"Speak!" The Grand Elder was in a good mood.
"Grand Elder, the guest you invited is about to arrive."
"What distinguished guest?" The Great Elder had forgotten who he had invited.
"His name is the Seven Killers Army."
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