With a loud bang, Di Han's Divine Sense Whip flew out, leaving a long black crack in space. It instantly arrived behind the two Half-saint youths and whipped them twice.
The Divine Sense Whip drew a perfect arc in the sky and landed on the two's backs. It was like an iron whip hitting rotten meat.
Pu!
Pu!
The two of them screamed as they were sent flying. Their backs weren't as simple as their skin and flesh being torn apart. Deep bloody wounds had appeared from their right shoulders to their left waists, like two ravines. Their shoulder blades were smashed and their spines were broken. Red and white bone marrow had already flowed out.
Through the slanted wounds, one could even see the ground. Their bodies were almost completely split in half.
The two's holy power surged in their wounds, but the terrifying Supreme Saint aura wreaked havoc in their wounds, causing them to heal and tear apart.
The two youths screamed in pain.
The other Half-saint youths were frightened. This kind of punishment was rare. The Supreme Saints usually loved children and youths.
Only one Half-saint youth did not even turn around. He continued to face forward and stood straight.
"Did he ask you to turn around?"
Di Han shouted again. The Divine Sense Whip split into dozens of small whips and appeared on the backs of all the Half-saint youths who turned around.
A series of crisp sounds rang out. Every one of the Half-saint youths who were hit staggered forward. Then, they gritted their teeth and straightened their bodies.
Every wound split the skin and flesh. They were just a hair away from the spine.
"Di Ming, bring those two trash back to the tribe and throw them on the ground. Treat them three days later." Di Han said coldly.
"Yes!" A Supreme Saint stepped out. He raised his head high and crossed his arms. His Divine Sense turned into two large hands and grabbed the two screaming Half-saint youths like two chicks and flew away quickly.
Fang Yun glanced at these Half-saint youths. Some were confused, some were confused, some were frightened, some were timid, and some were angry.
Fang Yun looked at them and suddenly understood why they, as Half-saint, had lived for so long but still hadn't become adults.
Other than being influenced by their own race, more importantly, in this ancient era, they received very little information every day, let alone valuable knowledge. On the other hand, the human race, even though they did not live as long as them, started to study from a young age and received the knowledge of their ancestors. Their growth would become faster and faster.
Fang Yundao said, "Maintaining the unity of the formation is not the goal. The real goal is to let you all know that at critical moments and dangerous moments, we can only win or escape if we are united and listen to the leader's orders. If you are still as disorganized as before, you will either die because of your arrogance, fail because of your cowardice, or be killed because of your confusion. Therefore, before every battle, we should line up neatly and tell ourselves what we are doing, what we should do, and how we should do it. Most importantly, we have to come back alive! "
Fang Yun pointed in the direction where Di Ming left and said, "Those two didn't do anything wrong, but their behavior and mentality will become a threat to all of us during the battle. The two of them are the easiest to become the enemy's breakthrough point and cause a great collapse! I know that you are puzzled and even doubtful, and want to know the answer. You only need to answer one question. Why did the Great Saints, who were incomparably kind in the tribe, attack you so heavily just now? When you know the answer, you will have the qualifications to be independent! "
Fang Yun looked at the Great Saints and saw that they had nothing to say, so he said, "The battle is about to begin. I will not put too much pressure on you. You only need to know that regardless of victory or defeat, you are all the youths of the Emperor race. You are all the pride of the Emperor race. Every Emperor race member will always treat you as their family! What you need to do is to defeat the enemy! "
Hearing Fang Yun's final words of comfort, many of the Emperor race youths' mentality changed slightly, and their antagonistic feelings slowly dissipated.
Di Han glanced at Fang Yun and realized that he had been a little too harsh, scaring these inexperienced youths. He coldly snorted and said, "A bunch of blind brats. You're clearly about to go to the battlefield, but you're still laughing and joking there. Even a slap is light. Alright, listen to him. I won't make things difficult for you. After we go back, regardless of victory or defeat, I will catch a companion beast and stew it for you! "
The youths' eyes lit up. Ever since they had learned cooking from Fang Yun, they had tried many foods and finally found that the companion beasts that lived inside the stars were the most delicious and nutritious. Companion beasts were powerful and good at hiding, so it was rare to eat them. Therefore, stewing companion beast meat became a topic of discussion a few days ago.
Fang Yun turned his head and asked, "Uncle Di Han, what do you usually do after that?"
"After scolding, we kill. What else can we do?" Di Han asked curiously.
Fang Yun asked helplessly, "Don't you guys come up with a battle plan and deduce all kinds of accidents?"
Di Han was about to say that mere barbarians didn't need a plan, but he suddenly realized his mistake and nodded heavily. "That's right. In the past, the real battles were commanded by the Sacred Ancestors. They were in control of everything, be it a plan or an accident. We Great Saints only need to follow their instructions. As for those ordinary battles, there's no need for a plan. As an Emperor race, we have never failed. However, just as you said that day, thinking before attacking is an excellent habit. We can't always rely on the Sacred Ancestors, but we can learn from their methods. But … how do we come up with a battle plan? "
Di Han spoke confidently at first, but in the end, he looked embarrassed and guilty.
The other Great Saints were the same, looking at Fang Yun with embarrassment.
The young Half-saint were a little confused, not understanding why Fang Yun said that.
Fang Yun said helplessly, "Then I'll ask Your Majesty to draw the barbarian tribe and the surrounding environment with your saint power. Then we'll discuss the attack route, attack method, possible obstacles, possible accidents, and all the details. After the discussion, everyone has to rehearse the attack plan in their minds again, then adjust their bodies and mentality, and finally choose the right time to attack. For example, when the barbarians are sleeping, when their tribe is empty, and so on. The World Exterminating Emperor Dragon and Four-legged Black Snake should also do their best. "
Four-legged Black Snake rolled his eyes, thinking, What does this have to do with me? This big brother is too unreliable.
"Okay!"
Di Han waved his hand, and saint power surged. The sand on the ground rose, condensing into a three-dimensional sand table of the barbarian tribe with a radius of thirty feet. The details were exactly the same.
Then, Fang Yun formulated the entire attack plan according to the basic method of the human race's military strategists.
It was a very simple principle, but to the Saints of the Emperor race, it was as if they were enlightened. The group of Half-saint Great Saints nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
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