Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr On the sand table in the tent, the Army of 10,000 Tribes began to move according to Xu Anyuan's arrangements. The Army of 10,000 Tribes had undergone a great baptism and had undergone unprecedented changes. In this battle, many had achieved breakthroughs. The dissatisfaction and fighting spirit that had been in their hearts for many days had been vented. Their thoughts were clear and their hearts were free. They had been soaked in the blood of the God Race and had unleashed all of their potential to kill the God Race and take revenge for their people.
Around the Divine Clan's Battle Fortress, the Divine Clan's army that had just begun to resist was instantly defeated by the terrifying force. The momentum was so great that the Divine Clan's warriors in the Battle Fortress fell into an inexplicable panic. It seemed that there were hundreds of millions of soldiers and horses around the Battle Fortress, ready to attack at any time. The momentum was so imposing that it could reach the sky.
"The enemy's situation is unclear. Defend the battle fortress to the death. They won't be able to break in. Even if the battle fortress is damaged, the countless Spirit Designs inside are beyond their imagination." A Fifth Heaven of Ancient Emperor gave the order and the Shen Tribe army immediately retreated to a defensive position. There was no longer any organized resistance.
With the Divine Race's battle fortress as the center, the God Race army swarmed in from all directions. This time, their forces were more concentrated and their target was clearer. The God Race army fled in panic.
One day and one night passed. The results of the battle were brilliant. On the sand table, everything was displayed. Everyone was extremely satisfied. Naturally, they admired Xu Anyuan even more.
"Good. Let the eight armies surrounding the entire battle fortress start provoking them. Use all kinds of obscenities to provoke the God Race. Let them fight us," Xu Anyuan said solemnly.
"This isn't appropriate. If we really provoke them, the consequences will be unimaginable. Should we send more troops to guard the fortress? That would be better." Liyue frowned. It was indeed risky for Xu Anyuan to do this. The God Race valued honor above all else. If they were humiliated, they would fight their way out even if it meant death.
"Don't worry, the art of war is deceitful. If you send an army to guard the city, you will expose your own strength. On the contrary, if you leave them there to curse, the Divine Race will become suspicious. There are also people in the Divine Race who are proficient in the art of war. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so stubborn. Since they have already made a defensive posture, we will learn how to curse and lure them out." Xu Anyuan's eyes flashed with ferocity. He understood the God Race too well. When it was time, the God Race would be more cautious than any other force. For example, in the Central Divine Region, the God Race had been dormant for countless years. Then the war suddenly broke out, catching all the other races by surprise. This was the God Race.
Xu Anyuan winked at Peng Fei and The Great Pig. They then walked out of the military tent.
Previously, there was such a terrible attack that deterred the hearts of the God Race leaders. Now, the Myriad Races had sent troops to curse and curse. They were fearless and wanted to lure them out. This was obviously a trick to lure the enemy.
Liyue looked at the experts of the Myriad Races. They looked at each other, paused for a moment, then said in unison, "Just as Holy Lord Xu Anyuan said, pass down my order. The Myriad Races will increase their attack power. We must annihilate the God Race army within a radius of 50 million miles. They have slaughtered trillions of our people. Their crime is unforgivable. None of them can be spared."
What kind of concept was this? Trillions of people had died at the hands of the God Race. The result of such deep hatred was that it was either you die or I die. There was no other way. If they didn't slaughter the God Race army, they wouldn't be able to explain to the people of their own races. They wouldn't be able to face the innocent people who had died. The cruelty of the God Race was an eternal pain and shame in the hearts of the Myriad Races.
Their homes had been destroyed. They had lost their dignity. They had become pigs and dogs, food for the God Race. Every day, their hearts were filled with fear. They watched their companions being eaten. They were surrounded by fear all day long. The Myriad Races who had been captured by the God Race were living a life worse than death.
Under the furious pursuit of the Myriad Races, this was the first time that the God Race army was so afraid. It was the first time that they felt the power of the Myriad Races. It was the first time that they felt so helpless. They knew what it meant to be a stray dog.
The endless killing spread. The stars and moon in the sky were dyed red. Within a radius of fifty million miles, corpses were everywhere. Blood flowed like a river. Not only were there the corpses of the Myriad Races, but there were even more corpses of the God Race.
On this day, the Myriad Races fought. It was the first battle since the God Race's invasion. It was the most solid foundation for the future confrontation between the Myriad Races and the God Race.
A few days ago, under the full suppression of the God Race's war fortress, the dispirited warriors of the Myriad Races, who thought that the God Race was invincible, reignited their fighting spirit. It turned out that the God Race who had lost their war fortress was nothing more than this.
The momentum of the Myriad Races had overwhelmed the entire God Race in the first place.
In the eight directions of the God Race's war fortress, the eight armies with loud voices began to ridicule the God Race.
"Sons of bitches of the God Race, are you still hiding in your turtle shells and shivering? Come out quickly and have a fair fight with the army of the Myriad Races. Show some of your manliness." The army of the Myriad Races roared until their faces were red. They only felt incomparably carefree. How could they have dared to curse the God Race like this before? They could not even hide in time.
"Bastards of the God Race, let your women wash their butts for me. I want to f * ck all of them. I want to watch your necks. I want to use your heads as chairs to sit on. Keep your supreme dao tools safe for me. I want to use them as playthings..." Peng Fei swayed his fat body. He joined the ridiculing army without hesitation. Of course, this was also at Xuanyuan's behest. He was afraid that the army of the Myriad Races would not curse harshly enough.
Hearing Peng Fei's arrogant ridicule, the corners of the mouths of the armies around them could not help but twitch. If the God Race army rushed out, it would be fun. However, they did not feel any psychological pressure because Xuanyuan was in their main tent. There must be a deeper meaning to such an arrangement. Under the curses of Peng Fei, the voices of the army of the Myriad Races rose one after another. It was really satisfying.
"Dogs of the God Race, what's the difference between you and women like this? Do you only know how to hide inside? It's too funny. Show some of your mannerisms."
"My Myriad Races will fight with the God Race through the night until the blood of the God Race runs out."
"The treasured saber in my hand has not drunk all the blood of the God Race. Come out quickly and nourish it for me."
"Ancient Emperors and Ancient Sages of the God Race, stop struggling. Surrender. You will become loyal subordinates of this Great Emperor. Princes and princesses of the God Race, you are qualified to become my slaves. Lead your people and atone for your sins to the Myriad Races. I will throw your God Race women into brothels to be prostitutes for generations to come. I will shackle your God Race men and make them do all sorts of hard labor and slaves for generations to come." There was no one else but the Great Pig who could speak so arrogantly and curse so viciously. Cursing was one of the skills that the Great Pig was most proud of in his life.
The army of ten thousand races were all civilized people. They had received teachings from the hundred saints and the teachings of the various races' sacred ancestors. Generation after generation, they had gotten along well with each other. Naturally, they wouldn't curse too much. Today, when they saw Peng Fei and the pig-headed great emperor, their horizons had been broadened.
All sorts of mocking laughter and provocative curses spread throughout the Celestial Race War Fortress. Countless Celestial Race warriors were extremely sullen and furious.
"Too arrogant. I want these Myriad Races to die without a burial ground. Have they forgotten the fear they had in the past?" A young Celestial Race warrior cursed.
"I want to tear their mouths apart. I want to eat their flesh and drink their blood...." The Celestial Race army was very emotional. Everyone wanted to kill their way out.
"These defeated generals, I want them to be prisoners of the Celestial Race for eternity...."
Within the Celestial Race, the will to fight was very strong. However, it was suppressed. The 12 supreme existences of the Celestial Race sat together to discuss how to deal with the Myriad Races.
"They're in eight different directions. There aren't many of them. Why don't we send out a group of elites to kill them all? That way, we won't have to worry. If it weren't for that attack, which surpassed a supreme Dao Artifact, I would have charged out long ago."
"That's right. I was thinking the same thing. These Myriad Races are too arrogant. I've never seen them like this before."
"Killing them can also raise the morale of our army."
"You can't," an Ancient Sage 5-dan cultivator suddenly interjected.
"Why not?" someone else asked.
"Why haven't the Myriad Races attacked yet? They must know that the Celestial Race's War Fortress has countless restrictions. They don't want to add more casualties. Now, they have sent these clowns to curse at us. Their goal is to lure us out to fight them. If we really kill our way out, we will fall into their trap. If we stay in the War Fortress, they can't do anything. When they get tired of cursing, they will naturally leave," the Ancient Sage said solemnly.
"But if this goes on, the morale of our Celestial Race army will be greatly affected." A Fifth Heaven Ancient Emperor could not tolerate this. These people were too despicable. "Tell this story to our army.
When the time comes, they will naturally understand. In my Hongmeng Origin, there is a legend in the human race. It is said that the Zhuge Family and the Sima Family once fought. Wu Hou of the Zhuge Family insulted the Sima Family and even gave women's clothes to the general of the Sima Family. The general of the Sima Family not only did not get angry, but he even wore the women's clothes and said that they fit him well. He defended with all his might. In the end, Wu Hou of the Zhuge Family ran out of food and ammunition, and the Sima Family won... Now, the situation is more or less the same. In the War Fortress, we have sufficient soldiers and rations. As long as we guard it, they will definitely not be able to break in. Their land has been destroyed, and they are running out of supplies. We will fight a war of attrition with them. That is the wise move. Among the Myriad Races, the strongest are the Human Race. Only by knowing oneself and the enemy can one win a hundred battles. "This Ancient Sage was shrewd, his eyes filled with calmness and wisdom.
"I have indeed heard of this rumor. If that is the case, let them curse us. After all, they have already cursed us enough. When the 12 Godly Venerables have recovered from their injuries, we will then plan our next move."
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