At this moment, Tang Biao was drinking and having fun with a few of his men. One of them said, "Boss, I heard that Yun Fan is preparing to attack the Intermediate Demon King Castle. Should we go with him this time?"
"Of course not!"
Tang Biao raised his eyebrows and snorted. "Whoever goes is an idiot. He's obviously courting death! I was lucky enough to take down a Low-Level Demon King Castle and that brat is so arrogant. I'm sure he'll die in the hands of the Demons this time! "
"Boss, you're so wise!" The men around him flattered him.
At this moment, a platoon leader rushed in from outside the door. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted, "Boss, bad news!"
"What's wrong? Am I not sitting here perfectly fine? "Tang Biao furrowed his brows and shouted sternly.
"Boss, bad news!" The platoon leader said anxiously.
Tang Biao's face darkened. Seeing the platoon leader's terrible expression, he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Tell me! "
The platoon leader repeated what the soldiers said just now and said with a frown, "Boss, quickly think of a way. If this goes on, all the soldiers in our brigade will run away!"
"What?"
Tang Biao stood up suddenly and asked with his eyes wide open, "Are you sure you didn't see wrongly? Half of the soldiers in the other brigades are wearing Honorable Grade Defensive Spiritual Treasures? "
"It's absolutely true!"
The platoon leader patted his chest and said, "I saw it with my own eyes. I heard that it's because Yun Fan Army's Commander … Oh, it's Yun Fan who gave them Honorable Grade Soul Elevating Talismans. He gave them a total of more than 30,000 talismans!"
When Tang Biao heard this, he could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. During this period of time, he had been drinking with his underlings and basically did not care about what was happening outside. In his opinion, as long as Yun Fan died, he would be the commander of the third legion.
Yun Fan's death was only a matter of time, so he had been waiting.
However, he had never expected that Yun Fan would make such a big move and bribe almost all the soldiers in the legion.
"Where did this guy get so many Honorable Grade Soul Elevating Talismans?"
Tang Biao gritted his teeth. He had never expected Yun Fan to be so capable.
Of course, he knew how precious the Honorable Grade Soul Elevating Talismans were. Previously, the entire legion did not have one Honorable Grade Soul Elevating Talismans.
The platoon leader said said, "I heard that these Honorable Grade Soul Elevating Talismans were were personally drawn by Yun Fan."
"This guy is is actually a Honorable Grade Talisman Master?"
Tang Biao exclaimed. This time, he finally understood why the sky above Yun Fan's palace was always covered in dark clouds with endless lightning.
It turned out that he had been refining talismans. Those were the lightning tribulations that appeared after the talisman was successfully refined.
The platoon leader then added, "Boss, I also heard that Yun Fan had refined a few Honorable Grade Soul Treasures and distributed them to the platoon leaders with the most battle merits. Now … now, it seems that other than you, the other platoon leaders are all submissive to Yun Fan."
"A bunch of spineless idiots!"
Tang Biao smashed the table in front of him with a punch and cursed angrily.
The platoon leader did not say much, but he thought to himself, 'Who would want to go against my baby? Yun Fan is strong and generous to his subordinates. Even I want to jump ship and join another platoon.'
Tang Biao vented his frustration and then said in a low voice, "Even if he has a Quasi-emperor Grade Soul Treasure, it can't make up for the huge gap in strength between him and the Intermediate Devil Lord!
Just wait and see. Yun Fan may be jumping around happily now, but he will definitely die miserably this time when he attacks the Intermediate Demon King Castle! "
"Boss is right. How can that brat, who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, be compared to our wise and mighty boss!" The surrounding lackeys echoed again.
Tang Biao looked in the direction of the fortress in the center of the city and sneered, "Brat, when you die, the well-equipped army that you have built will be mine!"
…
Three days later, in the morning, more than 70,000 cultivators were lined up neatly in the square in front of the fortress.
Yun Fan stood at the front and nodded to himself when he saw that half of the soldiers had already put on their Honorable Grade Soul Treasures.
In this way, the combat strength of his army had improved by leaps and bounds compared to two months ago. Now, even if they were to face an army of 500,000 Heavenly Demons, they would be able to fight for at least four hours.
The platoon leaders standing in the first row could naturally see that the combat strength of the army had increased by several times. These were the changes brought about by Yun Fan.
"Brother Zhu, do you think we have a chance to attack the Intermediate Demon King Castle this time?"
The platoon leader of the second platoon, Cai Xu, asked in a low voice.
Zhu Fu, who was standing beside him, sighed softly and said, "Our army does have the ability to face the Heavenly Demon Army of the Intermediate Demon King Castle head-on. However, our numbers are still too small compared to the Demons. Once our morale is low, we will be nibbled away by the Heavenly Demon Army in an instant …"
"Old Brother Zhu, you mean …"
Zhu Fu nodded solemnly and said, "Now, the morale of our army is completely dependent on Yun Fan Army Commander. Now, everyone is fanatically worshipping the commander. Naturally, their morale is high. However, if the commander is defeated or … killed by the Devil Lord, there will be a chain reaction. The morale of the entire army will drop instantly!"
Cai Xu took a deep breath and said solemnly, "In other words, the key to our success or failure this time lies in the battle between the commander and the Fuyun Demon Lord?"
They had already received Yun Fan's order. Their target this time was the Fuyun Demon Lord's City!
Zhu Fu nodded and said, "You can say that!"
"Then, what do you think the chances of our commander winning against the Fuyun Demon Lord are?" Cai Xu asked.
"At most, 30 to 70 … 70 to Fuyun Demon Lord … 70 to our commander …"
Cai Xu sucked in a breath of cold air and said, "Brother Zhu, don't you have too little confidence in our commander?"
Zhu Fu smiled bitterly and said, "This is already my best estimate. Think about it yourself. If it was not our commander, but another Heaven Realm cultivator fighting against a mid-level Devil Lord, what do you think the chances of winning would be?"
Cai Xu was silent for a moment. There was an insurmountable gap between the Venerable Realm and the Heaven Realm. Moreover, the opponent was a mid-level Devil Lord. Obviously, there was no chance of winning.
Then, he sighed softly and said, "There is no chance of winning at all …"
"Isn't that right …" Zhu Fu said helplessly, "If it wasn't for my trust in the commander, I'm afraid I would have led my soldiers to desert."
Cai Xu nodded slightly and agreed. Knowing that it was a suicide mission, no one would do it.
"Let's go!"
With a low shout, Yun Fan took the lead and stepped into the sky, flying towards the Fuyun Demon Lord's City.
Seeing this, Zhu Fu and Cai Xu looked at each other and gritted their teeth. They also led the team and followed.
Looking at Yun Fan's back in front, Zhu Fu gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I die, I, Old Zhu, will accompany the commander to go crazy this time!"
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