It is indeed an indisputable fact that you have more masters than the other party, but... they also have a lot of high-end combat power, especially they also have the great god Long Yutian and many old-name strong men to dominate the battle. You rashly resorted to beheading.
Can tactics really take advantage?!
...This decision is really too hasty!!
Ye Hongchen naturally couldn't sit back and watch Ye Xiao fall into despair. Even though he had no choice but to use all the power in his hands.
Little did he know, Ye Xiao wanted this result.
After a while the day before yesterday, Ye Xiao knew that he was of great significance to Ye Hongchen, and that he was the real hope of continuing the Ye family. Nothing could happen. If he chose to fight head-on at this moment, he would fully involve Ye Hongchen's side in the war.
The plan!
With the action of a large number of high-level cultivators, the surrounding environment was completely destroyed. First, countless mountains and hills within the battlefield were shattered. Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the earth, which gradually spread. Then, countless mountains broke out of the ground.
Rising from the ground, the devastated land was covered by dust and sand. A big hole suddenly appeared on the ground over there, and it was filled up the next moment...
The so-called vicissitudes of life are nothing more than this.
The extreme battle began. This battle was completely different from the previous pattern of withdrawing troops and reorganizing after a battle. It was a continuous and unremitting fight. Looking around, there was blood flying in all directions, and the battle was in full swing.
The bloody sky...
An army of ten thousand people, which was invincible one moment, was completely destroyed in the blink of an eye, while more combat forces continued to pour into the battlefield; the battle between one hundred thousand people was in the ascendant, and the war between one million people had already begun.
At the beginning, the former was wrapped in the latter and completely submerged; before the corpses of the previous batch of dead people could be removed, they were already covered by the corpses of another batch of dead people. The so-called mountain of corpses and sea of blood was no longer enough to describe the current war situation.
Tragic...
At the beginning, everyone could not accept the death of Pao Ze around them, but later, everyone became accustomed to it and became accustomed to it.
On the battlefield, killing and being killed is so common.
However, the more this happens, the unique and powerful recovery power of the Monarch Pavilion, those life-saving elixirs that can bring the dead back to life, become more and more precious, so precious that it makes people jealous, and makes them envious, jealous, and hateful.
Just imagine... I had clearly killed the enemy with my own hands, severely injuring him to death, breaking his muscles and bones, and disemboweling him. It was obvious that he would never survive the injury, and then not long after, I saw this man coming to kill him in full force...
…
Such a visual impact and such a cruel reality, how can the parties not collapse!
It just so happens that such instances have occurred not just once or twice, but hundreds of thousands or even too many times. As long as you don’t die, you may be able to see it more and more times!
No matter how determined a person is, his heart can't help but be shaken, and he can't help but think: What if I was also a member of the monarch's pavilion? Wouldn't it be possible... wouldn't it be possible for me to gain countless more lives like this?
In this critical moment of battle, not to mention such a heavy injury, even if the injury is only slightly serious, it will be immediately abandoned here. On the other hand, for example, it can be fully recovered after one night. What a huge difference.
?!
When no one has life protection, no one will think too much: everyone has only one life, who is afraid of who is fighting for the best? One fight is enough, and two fights make one!
But when you find that you are using your own life to fight for countless lives of others...
Forget about the frustration!
Everyone is obviously about the same level of cultivation. I tried my best to create a lose-lose situation. I was seriously injured and you must die. This business is undoubtedly a good deal! But tomorrow...you, who was obviously destined to die, recovered and came to kill again. I am still
There is no relief in the state of serious injury. It is a good deal here and there. It is almost a loss of money and it goes to grandma's house...
"This is so unfair!"
Countless Nantian experts shouted out in frustration, which was truly the voice of everyone.
"There is no true fairness in this world. I can't give you fairness, but it's really not difficult to have a few more lives. As long as you come to us, you will have more lives. It's that simple!"
"The Monarch's Pavilion is recruiting troops right now. Come here. If you come here, you don't have to worry about being seriously injured!"
"Your Majesty, if you want to rule the world, you need talents. The road from the dragon is right in front of you. What are you still hesitating about?!"
"If you want to come over, come over. If you don't want to come over, just keep fighting. It's even simpler..."
"I think you are a talented person so I am telling you this. If you don't know what to do, you will invite death on yourself."
"Anyway, your life is yours, there is only one; I...I am someone that the God of Death cannot find. If you are not convinced, come and fight!"
"Just keep fighting hard, the god of death is waving at you. Anyway, I can continue to fight and survive for a long time!"
"This is the difference. Now you can experience for yourself who is afraid of who? Hahaha..."
The Monarch Pavilion has long formulated the strategy of exchanging injuries for lives, preserving lives, and continuing the fight. The inimitable tactics that will lead to death have gradually played an unimaginable role on the battlefield.
As time goes by, people's minds change and their fighting spirit becomes unstable...
In the Nantian military camp, I don’t know when it started, but discordant sounds began to appear bit by bit.
"What are you doing? You haven't prepared yet. The war is about to begin. Why are you all sitting there? Sitting and waiting to die?!" Generals came out one by one to yell.
Seeing each one of them lifeless and listless, the generals were furious.
Originally, the generals' scoldings were not excessive. The soldier had never been scolded by his superiors and was just taking it easy.
However, at this moment, with this question, a big problem came out——
"Start a war? Why start a war... You can just wait for death; someone can still survive if his head is cut off in half, but if we touch him, he will die... He will live seventeen or eighteen times... and fight? Give him a beating!"
Someone rolled their eyes.
"That's right, no matter how you fight or kill, they have medicine! Take one and you will be resurrected with full health right on the spot! Damn it, how can you fight like this!" Someone responded angrily.
"Actually, none of you know that the priceless treasures and elixirs that are kept in a safe place like the holy medicine of recovery are usually hard to find even one in a thousand years. But this time, the Monarch Pavilion acted like it was free of charge, and sprinkled them out piece by piece.
, How many pills are there on hand...how can we get such treatment here..." someone sighed.
"What you are talking about is all nonsense. You know that it is a miracle medicine that is difficult to find for thousands of years. Even if it is really available, will it really be your turn?" Someone curled his lips.
"Who doesn't understand the truth... But the reality is so bloody. The cultivation base of several guys who were chopped down by me a few days ago is lower than mine... Did I really see it with my own eyes?
...He was carried down like a bloody man struck by a knife...Then, the paralysis returned the next day..."
"This is nothing new. I've encountered it before... I always say that I have a good memory. At that moment, I really wished that my memory wasn't that good. I felt like I was hanging over you at first glance. I hate you.
, hasn’t this girl been killed by me twice? Why did she rush up again..."
"Two times counts as nothing... Since the war started, there is a guy over there who has been killed by me seven or eight times. Every time he sees me, he fights for his life. At first, my cultivation level was far superior, so I gave him a quick kill.
It can make him tired and injured, but in every subsequent encounter, his cultivation level has increased significantly. Although I was lucky enough to win the day before yesterday, I'm really not sure I can survive the next time we meet again.
Can't come back..."
"Hey, to put it bluntly, Lord Ye of the Lord's Pavilion treats his brothers as his own... No, he treats his brothers as his own brothers! On our side... damn, we people are just cannon fodder...
…”
"Cannon fodder is just cannon fodder. It's great to die. What's the point?"
"Paralyzed... I have old people and young people in my family! They also have a lot of cultivation, why do they have to wait for death? Why are they cannon fodder?"
"You don't want to die. If you don't want to die, is it useful to just talk? You have to have a way to make it count..."
"……snort!"
Such remarks were so rampant among the Nantian army that the officers were helpless and did not even dare to suppress them. Such speeches would only provoke further mutiny...
In fact, most low-level officers also hold similar remarks: "When an officer is injured, there is a panacea to heal him. When I am injured, I am given a pack of wound medicine to send away beggars..."
"If a talent like me gets there, he will at least be a high-level cadre... Why should he be treated with such cowardice? Damn it!"
"General, don't talk about us. The problem is that the difference in treatment between the two sides is too big... People are happily risking their lives to fight for their future. Originally, this was not a big deal on the battlefield, but now the problem is whether they are risking their lives or not.
...But if we play with our lives once, it's really over..."
"They are the real ones who are risking their lives to fight for their future. What are we risking our lives for? It's nothing!"
"How can we fight this war if our brothers are so full of resentment?"
Complaining and complaining, but before the people here have finished complaining, the attack from the Monarch Pavilion is coming again.
So there was another battle...
After the war, similar complaints escalated again.
"Did you see that? The boy I almost chopped in half last time... He faced me again today... He was so full of energy, so powerful! I would have been really fucked, if I hadn't been good enough
His luck was almost cut in half by him..."
"Are you fucked? I'm just fooled! Damn, that guy was not my opponent in the battle the day before yesterday. I beat him so hard that he vomited blood and almost died of vomiting. But today he rushed up and killed him with just one blow.
Force me to take three steps back. Their elixirs can not only heal wounds and save lives, but can also improve my cultivation! Look at me being beaten here... being cut here... they're also going to give me a wound.
The medicine will reply..."
"Death of frustration!"
"Why don't I really torture you to death? Hu Laosan screamed and rushed, but his old opponent directly chopped off his head... I saw it with my own eyes. His opponent, in many previous battles,
In the middle, I was defeated and disabled by Hu Laosan seven or eight times, but he came back again and again to fight again; today Hu Laosan was defeated once and lost his life, but he just told himself,
When we meet again, I'm really not sure if I can come back again..."
"Not only Hu Lao San, but also Han Lao Wu's corpses were all trampled into pulp... My heart feels like it's been the last nine days of winter, and it's so cold..."
"There are also dead people over there, but when people die over there, just retreat back! They can rush up again tomorrow... Unless they were dismembered on the spot... otherwise it will definitely be fine!"
"Hey... I also had an arm chopped off by an old rival. I felt sorry for him, saying, buddy, you may not be able to reattach this arm; now you are disabled... even if you surrender,
My combat power is not as high as before, and my treatment will be different... Damn... I'm disabled... I'm becoming more and more worthless..."
After days of fighting, Nantian's morale became increasingly sluggish.
On the other hand, as soon as the personnel of the Monarch Pavilion went to the battlefield, every one of them was as if they were participating in a gluttonous feast, their eyes were shining and they were in high spirits.
For them, as long as they see the naked envy, jealousy and hatred in the eyes of their enemies, it will be so satisfying!
To describe it more specifically, it is like getting under a hot bed in the winter and pouring a ladle of cold water on it in the summer!
Anyway, just enjoy it as much as you want!
Based on this "distorted" mentality, basically everyone who goes to the battlefield deliberately touches their old opponents and familiar faces; deliberately looks at the envy, jealousy, and hatred on the opponent's face...
Because the new opponent...the opponent doesn't know me, how can I show my superiority?!
Naturally, the senior officials of the Sovereign Pavilion did not advocate this, but everyone did it spontaneously... This evil trend of comparison could not help but get more and more intense. In the end, when some people from the Sovereign Pavilion rushed over, some people from the other side suppressed it.
I was so resigned that I wanted to retreat.
There is no way to fight this battle. Even if you just meet certain people, you can make yourself angry to death.
One side was getting more and more suffocated, and the other side was getting more and more excited as they fought. With their morale ebbing and flowing, the morale of the Nantian Army began to waver fundamentally, and it got worse and worse, out of control.
On this day, on the frontal battlefield, with millions of troops fighting, a sudden roar shook the sky!
Everyone was startled and raised their heads to follow the sound.
I saw a transcendent white shadow quietly emerging from nowhere in mid-air.
The visitor is dressed in white, elegant and unrestrained. Although he is on the battlefield, he is still wearing a light robe and a loose belt. He looks like a rich man traveling around the mountains and rivers. He is as rich as jade and is unparalleled in the world!
At this moment, both our enemies and ourselves were shocked by the grace of the man in white who appeared out of nowhere.
In this world, there is such a person who looks like an immortal?!
The young man in white clothes was walking in the air as if his feet were on the ground. He walked leisurely, stood with his hands behind his hands, and said lightly with a faint smile on his lips: "Lu Buyi, do you dare to show up and fight with me, Ye Xiao!"