When things happened suddenly, there was no time to think about it carefully, and they could only act on their instinct.
But looking back, Tang Mo felt that the defense of the sandworm was just like that, and other warriors felt it was difficult to kill because there was a battle formation in front to compare it.
If you look at it seriously, there are more than 3,000 demon-slaying troops, but they really have a chance of winning against thousands of sandworms.
But they were in a very embarrassing moment.
Tang Mo thought carefully. Perhaps their initial response was wrong. He didn't know where the enemy was and when it arrived, so he formed the battle formation first...
Yes, that's the key to the problem.
Tang Mo's eyes lit up slightly, "The Demon-Slaying Army is too dependent on the battle formation."
Fu Yunxiu smiled, "The battle formation is a killer weapon, it is best to use it when it is absolutely necessary. You should pay more attention to the combat effectiveness of the warriors themselves."
Tang Mo nodded repeatedly, "I understand, you practice hard." She touched Fu Yunxiu's eyes with distress, "I'm not handsome anymore."
Fu Yunxiu suddenly had no expression on his face, "Impossible."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and seized the time to recover his spiritual power, hoping to restore his calm and steady attitude towards the wind in the next second.
Tang Mo laughed and wondered how to get rid of the bad habit of the Demon-Slaying Army.
It was not until late at night that the atmosphere of the entire Demon Slaying Army eased, everyone's strength recovered, and their injuries stabilized. With strength, they had confidence, and the atmosphere naturally became less tense.
Then there is the water distribution process that everyone is looking forward to.
The water I took was not too much, but it was enough for each person to divide it into a water bag. It would take several days to save some drinking.
Finally, Tang Mo stood in the void, looked down at everyone, and said in a low voice: "I am very disappointed in the battle against the sandworms today."
Hearing this, the army of more than 3,000 people was so quiet that they couldn't even hear the sound of breathing. They couldn't help but recall their performance, which seemed a bit bad.
"This is just a sandworm. If we replace the sandworm with a blood demon, can we still escape today?" Tang Mo said "Ha" and "Listen to my words. We all need to escape in the face of a group of insects."
, So what qualifications are there to kill demons?”
Everyone's expressions turned red, not angry, but felt ashamed or embarrassed.
Tang Mo was silent for a moment, and then spoke again and returned to calm, "We have lost thirty-seven comrades in this battle."
Someone below looked a little looser, but it was okay.
"Doesn't you think there are too many deaths?" Tang Mo said with a blank expression: "But I think they died too unfairly. Before the Southern Continent arrived, they died on the road for such a small matter."
"Originally, they didn't have to die." Tang Mo said in a deep voice: "As the general of the Demon-Slaying Army, I have the responsibility to be unable to shirk it. It is me who made you live too comfortable."
Everyone opened their mouths and couldn't speak, but they felt more ashamed. During the previous battle, they could see how hard Tang Mo worked and how much strength he put in.
"So, I made a decision." Tang Mo announced: "From now on, unless your life is at stake, you must not use the battle formation."
The Demon-Slaying Army was in an uproar.
Chu Yunlai, Linghu Xiao and others were also stunned, but when they saw the expressions of everyone, they quickly realized.
Although the battle formation has improved their strength and survival rate, it has also deprived them of their original combat ability. In the long run, these people will sooner or later degenerate into parts of the battle formation and will no longer have the ability to fight alone.
Tang Mo looked at the people below coldly, and when they were a little quieter, he spoke: "You are all heroes who lick blood from the edge of the knife. You won't feel that you can't survive without the battle formation, right?"
The demon-slaying army was quiet for a moment.
Chu Yunlai suddenly laughed and said, "I have been pressed into the battle formation for a while. My bones are almost rusted. I finally have the opportunity to move."
Linghu laughed and said, "My secret technique of nine-tailed fox is no worse than that of the nine-tailed fox battle formation."
Yan Huang showed a longing look, "My spear hasn't seen blood for a long time."
Mo Xue pursed her lips and smiled, "I haven't experienced the fun of life and death for a long time."
With a few people taking the lead, everyone couldn't help but recall their passionate life in the past. Although it was easy to form battle formations to kill the enemy, they always felt that something was missing.
Now they finally discovered that the less stimulation of one enemy is just one blow?!
They are bandits!
Think about the panic when they faced the sandworms today, they seemed to be dying after losing the battle formation. They didn’t have the momentum of a bandit? They were simply a group of cowards!
"Damn it! I really don't want to admit that I actually ran away in the afternoon!" Someone cursed angrily and shyly.
"Me too."
"Fuck, it's like dreaming."
Everyone woke up and spoke.
Finally, someone even suggested: "Is our water not enough? Why don't we go back and clear the group of sandworms? The water in the entire pond will belong to us!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone responded.
"We must go back, not for the sake of water or for the name of our bandits! We have to pick up the lost dignity!"
"Hey! Or you can talk!"
"General, let's get our dignity back!"
Tang Mo looked at the transformation of the people below without saying a word, and felt infinite emotion in his heart. It was so amazing.
When they first met, they were still a group of bandits who were kind on the surface but did not accept anyone in their hearts. After forming a battle formation, the bandits slowly degenerated into a group of little sheep.
Now that the battle formation has been taken back by her, the degenerate little sheep have evolved into a group of extremely united bandits in a few words.
Looking at the people below with fierce eyes but full of hope, what can Tang Mo do? Of course, she could only nod and agree. She also wanted to see how strong these evolutionary bandits could be.
So, a group of people rushed to the pond again in a mighty manner.
The sandworms found that the group of prey that had escaped during the day had returned. They quickly summoned their companions to siege. This time, they must not let the prey run away!
But soon, the sandworms vaguely felt something was wrong.
Why are these prey so powerful? Why are the eyes looking at them so bloodthirsty? Why are they so cruel when they start?
The sandworms were in a trance. They actually had the illusion that they were prey. These people were just hunters who came to the door!
The sandworms were afraid of being killed, and they crawled into the sand one by one and fled wildly.
But for a moment, a living sandworm around the pond was invisible, leaving only a group of warriors covered with mud.
Everyone looked at each other, although they described themselves as embarrassed, their eyes were as bright as stars.
"Happy!" I don't know who shouted: "I have picked up my dignity!"
Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
Tang Mo took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement. This is the demon-slaying army she wanted, the demon-slaying army that had blood and dignity, and dared to fight and break through!
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