In the sky, Xu Zhenren was calm and composed, but he was pretending.
We can't blame him for always putting pressure on Li Chuping. He himself was under tremendous pressure. More than 40 real people from various southwest factions asked him endlessly, why the planned things have not been implemented? Did the plan fail? Or did it fail? Waiting for the opportunity?
If the Tianfeng Taoists can't do it, then they will have to find another way. Such a decisive battle may not be beneficial to them. Even if they win, it will be a miserable victory, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
The best way is to withdraw from Lanshan Island and find another decisive battle location, not to gather and annihilate, but to defeat; in the art of war, forcing the opponent to a desperate situation is a stupid strategy, which often means that the opponent will struggle to the death, and the enemy will be defeated; just Be sure to leave a path for your opponents so that they can kill one after another while escaping!
Faced with the urging and questioning of these real people from various factions, Xu Zhenzhen's only option was to repeat Li Chuping's rhetoric to everyone; he complained to Li Chuping twice, but all these real people complained to him in total. A hundred times!
In terms of concentration, Xu Zhenren is really very strong, even if he is strong, he is a bit stubborn.
This time, even Master Xiao, the most sincere and calm among all the real people, was discussing with him.
"Brother Xu, should we consider a backup plan? Our Anhe Tianfeng may also be led astray by your candidate leader..."
Xu Zhenren was so angry that this old guy didn't forget to throw the blame even at this time.
At this moment, an inexplicable force suddenly struck, sweeping across the entire Blue Mountain Island in an instant, including hundreds of miles outside the island.
At this moment, with no inspiration and no magic power, everyone has become a strong mortal!
It rained dumplings over the Yuanci Mountain. More than 200,000 dumplings fell from the sky. For Jindan and Yuanying, their bodies were strong and they could withstand it, but for the little Foundation Establishment Demon, the height of several hundred feet It will also kill you if you fall down.
The most important thing is that all the human monks are prepared. They have been told since they came here that the restrictions on Yuanci Mountain will be restored during the battle, and they must be prepared in advance, so everyone is carrying a big backpack, not just pretending. It's in the treasure gourd, but it's carried on the back like a mortal, for fear that it won't be able to take it out without the magic power!
What's in the backpack?
An umbrella, a set of armor, a pair of bows and arrows, a few weapons, and various other miscellaneous things that I like, such as lime...
The ban on the Yuanci Mountain was restored, and all the real people were determined that this was the best time, because the current formation of the Sea Tribe was also very chaotic, and they were intertwined with each other, and they could attack after landing.
For mortals, in the short few breaths they fell from the air, they basically had no ability to adapt. They were dominated by fear and could not do anything else except scream. But the monks were different. They had long been accustomed to the sky and could reach the golden sky. At the Dan realm, it has been flying in the sky for at least a hundred years, and has formed an instinct.
No one lied. They relaxed their bodies, lay down, and took out the big umbrella made of special materials from behind... They had tried these steps many times in the past few months since they came to Lanshan Island.
Those with quick movements can even put on armor for themselves with one hand in just a few short breaths.
It's the same fall, but the falls of humans and sea people are completely different. The sea people fall really real, with a loud bang, but human cultivators are prepared for the fall. In the more than a month on the raft, they have already landed.
The final tactics were discussed countless times.
There was still a group of monks in the sky. After landing, they immediately turned into a group of soldiers. There were spears in the front row and bows and arrows in the back row. Before the Sea Tribe could get up, the killing machine had already begun to crush them.
Very primitive, very violent.
The most terrible thing is that the sea tribe has no psychological preparation, which makes them a little overwhelmed when encountering danger; should they run or stay? Fight or surrender? Where to gather? Whose orders should they follow? In what direction should they go?
Ten thousand sea monsters with ten thousand voices, noisy, and extremely chaotic. Such a group could not even be called a formation, and completely turned into a mob of hundreds of thousands, and tens of thousands of little monsters fell to their death.
Sensing the chaos of the Sea Clan, the human team immediately adopted the most radical strategy. They no longer pursued the thickness of the formation, but instead expanded the attack area as much as possible to spread panic as much as possible, forming the most fatal rout on the battlefield.
At this time, no one from the sea tribe would have thought that there were still hundreds of thousands of them, and it would take a long time to stand there and watch being chopped down. They were completely dominated by fear, and they only knew how to run away and get as far away from the sacred mountain as possible.
Once such a surge forms, it will never stop, and there will be humans behind it who can run even faster than them.
The disadvantages of the sea monsters on land have been greatly magnified. Originally, it didn't matter if they were flying in the air, and their flight would not be delayed in any form. However, once they were banned by the Yuanci Mountain, they could no longer maintain their human form and could only
Can return to its original form.
The terrible thing is, they have no legs!
If it's a group of mountain animals, it's no problem, they can run faster than people; if it's a group of birds, it's no problem, it can fly; but they are sea animals, with scales, fins, beards, and thorns, but no legs.
It's too terrible.
Realizing that the situation was going more smoothly than expected, Xu Zhenren made a prompt decision, took out a special red firework from his arms, and rushed into the sky with a shake of his hand. At the same time, other real people did the same.
This was one of the countermeasures they had planned in advance. If the fireworks were red, it meant that the minor foundation builders three hundred miles away could come over to help. Don't stay there and wait.
I thought it would be impossible to use it, but I didn't expect that things would develop so smoothly that there would be no point in staying where you are.
The killings are extremely bloody, but the main purpose is to create chaos, not allowing the sea tribe to recover and not giving them a chance to reunite. After all, the difference in numbers between the two sides is too big, five thousand versus tens of thousands, they are still nothing.
The flesh is thick and rough, and it won’t be stabbed to death after a while...
This battle lasted for two hours, and a large group of sea monsters began to gather together. Under the leadership of the Nascent Soul Demon, they took up positions and formed dozens of battle groups of different sizes.
But at this moment, more than 40,000 foundation-building monks rushed over. They had been waiting for this moment for a long time. This was not a monster, but a huge treasure!
The Hai Clan's confidence in finally reuniting was shattered again. Forty thousand people were against hundreds of thousands, but the difference in numbers was not that big. Within dozens of miles around the entire sacred mountain, there were pitiful howls, howling ghosts, and howling wolves.
Another hour passed, and hundreds of thousands of Blue Mountain natives rushed over. The enemies were extremely jealous when they met!
As long as they are not human beings, they will be chopped up until they are reduced to fish paste.
By this time, the situation was over. This was no longer mass annihilation, but genocide.
