The flying sword failed, so Hou Zi called Li Chuping, Yu Zhengxing and Nineteenth Aunt over.
"Go back and move troops now, do you have any objections?"
This is the moment of decision. In fact, it is difficult to grasp the time accurately. Even now, the victory or defeat depends largely on luck.
"Let's report the news. If you think about it too much, it will make you more confused. Let's talk about it first." Li Chuping agreed.
"Don't wait. The main force of the Sea Clan has returned. It may be an army of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. We, the people, can't withstand it for long. If the Sea Clan moves these egg shells away again, it will be difficult to find them." Yu Zhengxing
support.
Hou Zi looked at the little peacock and said, "Aunt Nineteen, go back to Dushan now and tell Zhenren Xu, don't worry about so much, and don't be afraid that the sea tribe will take advantage of the emptiness in my southwest to come ashore. For the sake of the egg shells here, even if the southwest suffers some losses,
No matter what."
The little peacock nodded, a little reluctant to leave, but she also knew that now was not the time to act petty.
Hou Zi grabbed her and said, "Tell Zhenren Xu, don't just bring Yuanying and Jindan, but also bring foundation building! Especially our sword veins and physical training, or he can also bring those who are brave and fierce
Loose cultivator!"
Li Chuping frowned, "Why is this? Foundation-building monks are basically cannon fodder in situations like this."
Hou Zi said softly: "What if, if the Yuanci Mountain is restored to its original restrictions, no one can fly, no magic can be used, and they can only chop each other on the ground?"
Li Chuping was shocked, "You have a way..."
Hou Zi smiled bitterly, "I'm not sure, but there is a possibility; if this is the case, the foundation-building monks can come in handy, even for the natives of the Blue Mountains. When the sea tribe cannot fly and their magical powers are not smooth,
At this time, these indigenous witchcraft will be useful."
Li Chuping stared at him, "No wonder you asked me to contact the indigenous saint. It turns out that I am holding back my evil here. But if this happens, these indigenous people will probably suffer heavy losses."
Hou Zi was unmoved, "Their land, their island, will be controlled by them in the future. Isn't it right to pay the price? Is it possible that we sword cultivators need to use our blood to help them bear it?"
Yu Zhengxing patted his thigh, "There's nothing wrong with that, Lao Li, you won't cherish it if it doesn't bleed!"
Li Chuping was not angry, "I'm not soft-hearted, I just hate that this guy had an idea a long time ago, but he still pretends to be a fool and hangs around those two Taoists from the upper world..."
Hou Zi finally warned: "Tell Master Xu not to think about any itinerary, any cover-ups, or any secrets. There is no need! Just rush here as fast as possible and in the largest number, and tell him that the Hai Clan will be there."
Waiting for them here."
Of course the little peacock understood what he meant. She was also involved in the whole process and understood the changes in the entire situation.
"Well, then be careful. Since the Sea Clan will definitely come here, there is no need for you to fight to the death..."
The little peacock left and passed through the alien space. Only her body could withstand the tearing force of the space. If she were to go in, it would be like going into a meat grinder. What goes in is a person and what comes out is stuffing.
The sword cultivators have already spread out, and some of them are going to contact the natives. They may not be needed, but it is always good to be prepared. What if?
There is also a part responsible for the security of Lanshan Island. He does not want to be attacked by these sea goods.
He floated over the Blue Mountain Island, combing the terrain of the Blue Mountain mile by mile, where there are mountains, where there are rivers, where there are ditches, where there are slopes... These things are of little significance to the monks in battle. But if it were a mortal war, it would be of great significance.
Arrangement of troops, ambushes and attacks, terrain and topography are all of first-class importance. Lanshan Island is not small, and it is not an easy task to complete all of this.
It took three days to fully map the terrain of the Blue Mountains, especially within 300 miles of the two sacred mountains.
Then he found Li Chuping and said, "Captain, how is your contact?"
Li Chuping got a little angry, "I found their saint, and they agreed to act with us, but there are two prerequisites. One is that the ban on the holy mountain is restored, and the other is that we monks must take action first."
Hou Zi is not surprised, this is a very normal condition; only when the Yuanci Mountain is restored to the ban, the cultivating creatures will not be able to use most of their abilities, and the indigenous people will have the possibility to fight against the abnormal bodies of the cultivating creatures with the help of witchcraft. Otherwise it's not fighting, it's being massacred.
As for the monks taking the lead, the locals were afraid of being betrayed by these outside monks, so they pushed them out to prevent the disaster, while these monks sat back and enjoyed the gains.
Before the Blue Mountains natives passed by, they were raided by the Hai Clan and suffered a huge loss in population. If they were to do it again, there would be a real danger of losing their country and species, so we can't blame them for being careful. They were really afraid of being killed.
"Okay, you can't push them too hard, otherwise it will easily backfire. Lieutenant, come and see, this is the map of the Blue Mountains that I have drawn in the past few days."
Li Chuping took it and glanced at it, and he still recognized his caution in his heart. It was true that this guy acted crazy, but that was in terms of strategy. In terms of specific tactics, this guy was more cautious than anyone else. This was a good habits.
In their hearts, they actually don’t want to waste too much of the power of Jianmai here and on monsters; these elite disciples are the hope of Jianmai’s future. In another fifty years, someone will reach a higher level. Jianmai needs They, because the Queen of Heaven still doesn’t know what big changes will happen to her.
These golden elixir sword cultivators are their last resort. As for the foundation-building disciples, they are a little too late in terms of time.
"Not bad, what do you mean?"
Hou Zi drew a three-hundred-mile circle on the map with the two sacred mountains as the center. "Captain, look, if we set the battlefield above the sacred mountains, we probably won't be able to escape this range. Once the Yuanmeng restriction is restored, Now, all of us will fall into this circle!
Now the question arises, if the Sea Tribe wants to run away, how can we stop them?
This is an island. No matter which direction we run, we will eventually escape into the sea. If we do jump into the sea, we will not be able to chase them, so the key issue is how to stop them, or at least delay them."
Li Chuping understood, "What do you mean, let the Blue Mountain natives set up defenses in advance at various key passes in this three-hundred-mile circle?"
Hou Zi chuckled and said, "That's right. If it's three hundred miles away, the Sea Tribe won't notice it. No matter how close it is, it's hard to tell. There are still millions of natives in the Blue Mountains. We need to find hundreds of thousands of strong and strong ones." It’s not a big problem, they just need to hold on for a while and we will kill them later.”
Li Chuping studied it carefully and said, "Yes! I'll make arrangements right away. I think it can still be done if it's just an ambush."
