The continent was the hub of the war between the two dynasties. The Magical Formation on the continent was said to have been set up by a deity in ancient times. It would automatically activate after a certain period of time.
Usually, when the Magical Formation was activated, both sides would send their armies to the continent to fight for control of the Magical Formation. As long as the Magical Formation was activated, it could not be destroyed. Therefore, as long as one controlled the Magical Formation, they would be able to kill their way into the enemy's camp, plunder, and gain absolute control.
"You want us to be the vanguard?"
Ye Mo frowned and couldn't help but guess.
"That's right!"
The Xia Dynasty Marshal nodded and said, "In every war, every army has its own mission. Your army lacks combat experience and strength, so you shouldn't be on the battlefield. But you have an advantage in numbers. The more people you have, the more advantage you have in fighting for control of the Magical Formation."
Normally, a war between dynasties was divided into three stages. The first stage was to fight for control of the Magical Formation. The second stage was for all the armies to attack together. After a period of stalemate, the generals would attack and end the war.
"As long as you guys successfully control the Magical Formation, your mission will be a success," the Xia Dynasty Marshal said.
The marshal of the Great Xia Dynasty said, "I need you to obtain the control of the Teleportation Array at all costs, understand?"
"Alright!"
Ye Mo nodded and promised, "I'll do my best!"
"Good. If that's the case, be ready to wait for my orders," the Xia Dynasty Marshal said.
Ye Mo nodded.
"Yes!"
As soon as Ye Mo exited the Marshal's tent, he saw a group of generals clad in armor striding towards him. These generals were all in the Fifth Order Sovereign Realm and Sixth Order Sovereign Realm. They were all generals of various armies.
When they saw Ye Mo walk out of the Marshal's tent, their gazes swept across Ye Mo's body without restraint.
"This is the general of the Riot Army? He's only in the Third Order Sovereign Realm? "
"The Riot Army is made up of wanted criminals of the Xia Dynasty. They're just a bunch of small fries. How strong can they be?"
"Of course. They can only be a suicide squad."
"Let's go. The Marshal called us here to discuss the upcoming war."
The generals chatted for a while before walking toward the entrance of the tent.
"Wait!"
Ye Mo stopped the generals and said, "What do you mean by death squad?"
"Oh? Don't you know? "
One of the generals said in surprise, "Your Riot Army is definitely going to seize control of the Teleportation Formation. This kind of fight is very intense, and there will be heavy casualties. It's not impossible for your entire army to be wiped out. As far as I know, the army sent by the Sky Demon Dynasty is very elite. Your Riot Army is too weak. What else can it be other than suicide?"
"What?"
Without another word, Ye Mo charged into the camp. He glared at the Xia Dynasty's marshal and said, "Marshal, are you sending the Rebel Army to their deaths?"
"How did you know?"
The Xia Dynasty's marshal was shocked. When he saw the generals walking in, he instantly understood. A strange smile appeared on his face as he said, "General Riot, the ones who are going to die are the weak fighters. They're not your friends or relatives. It doesn't matter how many casualties there are. As long as the mission is completed, it'll be your credit. Your credit alone."
If an ordinary person heard this, they wouldn't say anything. The fighters of Riot City were indeed not Ye Mo's friends or relatives. But Ye Mo had become the general of the Riot Army. Those fighters were his soldiers. He couldn't just watch them die for nothing.
"I won't be the vanguard."
Ye Mo refused.
"How dare you!"
The Xia Dynasty's marshal roared in anger. Ye Mo had dared to ignore his order. This was a challenge to his authority. In this camp, he was the sky. Even if the Emperor of the Xia Dynasty was here, he wouldn't be able to change his order.
No one had ever dared to challenge his prestige. All those who had challenged his prestige had already fallen.
Hmph!
The Xia Dynasty's marshal snorted and said, "Generals, attack together. Capture him."
Boom!
More than a dozen generals unleashed their auras and pounced toward Ye Mo. A terrifying power locked down Ye Mo, preventing him from moving.
Ye Mo knew that if these generals joined forces, he wouldn't be able to fight them. So, he didn't resist. Instead, he said, "Xia Dynasty's marshal, I'm the general of the Riot Army. Only I can command them. If you capture me, the Riot Army won't participate in the battle."
"Is that so?"
The Xia Dynasty's marshal sneered and said, "I knew something like this would happen. Do you really think that without you, there's no one else to command the Riot Army? You're too funny. Throw him into the dungeon and watch him closely. After the battle, release him. Let's see how many people he has left. "
"Yes!"
One of the generals took out a chain and tied Ye Mo up.
Following that, Ye Mo felt that his six senses had been sealed. He couldn't sense anything, hear anything, or see anything. It was as if he had been completely isolated.
Not long after, Ye Mo felt four people lifting him up. He didn't know where he was being pushed to.
After an unknown amount of time, a burst of ice-cold aura suddenly came from the surroundings. This kind of aura hanging on his body made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Where did you take me?"
Suddenly, Ye Mo's eyes lit up. His six senses were removed. Ye Mo immediately discovered that he was in the middle of an ice-cold palace.
He had originally thought that he would be locked in the dungeon. Unexpectedly, he was captured and brought to a mysterious palace.
"Ye Mo, we meet again!"
At that moment, a man slowly walked over. It was Prince Xia.
"Prince Xia? Why are you here? "
Ye Mo asked in surprise.
"Do you still remember the first time we met in the arena? I said that I wanted to discuss something important with you. But I was rejected by Nine Nether."
Prince Xia said calmly.
"Yes!"
Ye Mo nodded. Back then, Prince Xia had indeed invited him and Nine Nether.
"Today, we can finally have a private discussion face to face."
Sitting on the throne, Prince Xia smiled faintly and said, "I hope that you can become one of my people. Become my spy in the Calamity Gate and work for me."
"What?"
Ye Mo was shocked. Anger immediately appeared on his face. "Prince Xia, what do you mean by that? I am a disciple of the Calamity Gate. You want me to become a spy? Are you not afraid of death? "
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