Chapter five hundred and sixty fifth is just a fluke
The battlefield is changing rapidly. If you are not careful, you may give up the advantage you have gained. But now, the elegant man failed to guess Wu Jie's attack method. This proves the truth of "one careless move and the whole game is lost" Old saying.
"It looks like I'm still careless."
I could feel Wu Jie's fierceness and viciousness. He was extremely unpredictable in the changes in the battle formation; and he spared no effort when attacking. For a time, the elegant man had no good way to deal with it. He could not change other formations. Otherwise, he could not change the formation. .will reveal a big flaw, giving Wu Jie an opportunity to take advantage of. Therefore, the elegant man has no choice but to maintain the original formation.
Of course, no one can determine the outcome until the last moment. This is especially true for two people like Wu Jie and the elegant man in the sand table who are well versed in command. Therefore, even if they know that they have some Passive. But the worry on the elegant man's face was not too strong. At this moment, he thought in his heart: "If you kill the snake, you will be swallowed by the snake."
As he said this, the long snake formation composed of eight hundred Aotian troops bent under the command and control of the elegant man. However, no matter how they changed, in Wu Jie's eyes, none of them were proud. The soldiers of the Heavenly Empire only have flesh, bones, and pythons. No matter how the "python" jumps around, what Wu Jie has to do is to command the "knives" composed of more than 600 soldiers under his command to make the flesh and bones of the python completely intact. separate them, and then ultimately achieve the goal of annihilating the Aotian Legion.
The commanders of both sides were determined to decide the outcome. Therefore, in just a moment, there was a burst of swords and golden swords, arrows shooting, and dust and sand filling the air...
At this time, looking at the fighting scene in front of him, the elegant man was no longer as calm as before. He seemed to have seen a stunning killing dance. The team of 800 Aotian sergeants lost half in the blink of an eye. .And the Fengyun Army’s losses were less than one hundred.
In this sandbox battle, the strength of the Fengyun Army and the strength of the Aotian Army are set to be equal. That is to say, generally speaking, for every Aotian soldier who falls, a Fengyun Army will die with him. .
But at the moment, the loss ratio of the Aotian Army is not as large as usual. If this continues, the Aotian Army will definitely be defeated. Moreover, the elegant man also discovered that as time goes on, this young man named Tianya Bielie has command of the army. I am becoming more and more proficient. The mistakes I made before have never happened again.
The elegant man is getting more and more frightened. However, only Wu Jie himself knows very well. If he can command the NPC soldiers of the Western Xinjiang Legion in the main city of the Sun-Destroying Fortress like he did when he completed the camp mission of the Warring States Period. If you use your finger, then the six hundred Fengyun Army in the sand table will truly be turned into a "sword" by it.
An indestructible magic weapon. If it can really reach that point, then in this sandbox battle, there will not be a single casualty in the Fengyun Army.
"Hey. This really requires a familiar process. When I was completing the mission of the Warring States Period camp, I was able to command the entire NPC soldiers of the Western Xinjiang Legion with ease. It was also because I personally experienced all kinds of life and death. The test of blood and fire..."
"In this sandbox battle, what I lack in order to achieve this step is experience. If there are opportunities and conditions, I have to find a way to be completely familiar with the sandbox battle and achieve proficiency. By that time, let alone the command I have now. A legion of two thousand people. One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand or even one million. It doesn't matter."
Wu Jie kept summing up his experience in his mind. On the sand table battlefield, the proportion of losses between the two armies was getting bigger and bigger. The elegant man's eyes flashed. The blue flag moved again. The masters in the Aotian Army, with Silver BOSS level strength, The strong man suddenly rose into the air and stepped out of the air to kill Wu Jie's current formation so that the Aotian Army could turn danger into safety, turn danger into safety, or even turn defeat into victory...
In Wu Jie's opinion, the elegant man's move was like a "python raising its head", choosing people to devour. But he was not afraid. Wu Jie saw a cold light flash in his eyes and shouted: "Well done, I'll break up now." Your snakehead."
Following his loud shout, the Wentian Sword in his hand danced, and the extremely powerful group-killing skill of Ten Thousand Swords Guizong Transformed into Dragon Strike was instantly released.
With Wu Jie's current level and attributes, coupled with the attack power of the Wentian Sword, which has been upgraded to a high-grade immortal weapon, he can forcefully defend a 200-level ancient immortal-level BOSS in the Samsara Tower. Faced with these level 100 monsters in front of him, Silver BOSS. That's absolutely stress-free. It's all right.
"boom."
A huge energy dragon roared out from the swing of the Wentian Sword in Wu Jie's hand. It headed directly towards the silver-level BOSS master of the Aotian Army who flew into the air. The next second, he stepped in the air. Several masters of the Aotian Army were separated from their corpses. Their broken limbs and arms were splashed everywhere with blood...
This situation is just like the python in the real world that has lost its head and is bound to die; the Aotian Army, which has lost its strongest man, can no longer stop the Fengyun Army from attacking. After a short period of time, the Aotian Army is defeated. Kill them all without leaving any trace behind. The scene of corpses lying thousands of miles away appears in the sand table.
At this time, Wu Jie heard a sigh. He was stunned again. Those mountains, rivers, Sergeant Fengyun, and Sergeant Aotian all disappeared. There was still only the sand table in front of him. But now, in the sand table, he could no longer see it. There is no trace of the blue flag. There are only four red flags. It feels so eye-catching.
Opposite Wu Jie, the elegant man was still sitting. However, the elegant man at this moment no longer had the same demeanor as before. His eyes fell directly on Wu Jie, as if he wanted to see through Wu Jie; and the surroundings of Wu Jie were even more... There was a crowd of people gathered around. Princess Iron Fan and the two frail middle-aged men who were sitting on both sides of the sand table were also among them.
The onlookers looked at Wu Jie with even more strange eyes. It was like looking at a monster they had never seen before. For a long time, an exclamation broke out from the crowd. "Holy shit. Guan Fei, the white-horse general who has always made perfect plans, was actually killed. Defeated. How is this possible..."
The name "White Horse General" is a mythical existence in the entire Fengyun Empire's high-level military circles. And to those Fengyun sergeants, it is simply like thunder. Everyone who hears it is stunned. But... that's it. existence. It actually failed.
At this moment, Princess Iron Fan's eyes suddenly lit up when she looked at Wu Jie, which had another meaning.
"General Tianya, you are really outstanding..." White Horse General Guan Fei said. He did not call him by his first name, but "General Tianya". One can imagine what kind of surprise Wu Jie brought to White Horse General Guan Fei. . Even in his mind, he has regarded Wu Jie as the same level as himself. This in itself is a kind of recognition.
Wu Jie, on the other hand, did not take any credit or be arrogant. He just said humbly: "The general is so generous, but I am just lucky."
White Horse General Guan Fei shook his head: "If you win, you win. If you lose, you lose. There is no luck or mistake. On the battlefield, even luck is a kind of strength..."
Hearing White Horse General Guan Fei admitting defeat frankly, Wu Jie felt a lot of good feelings in his heart. What he just said was indeed the truth. If he hadn't suddenly had that epiphany and figured out the relationship, Wu Jie would have been afraid. In the first battle, the two thousand Fengyun sergeants in his hands were all killed. And as the commander of the battle, Wu Jie would naturally suffer a complete defeat.
As the supreme commander of the Fengyun Empire's five-pronged army, White Horse General Guan Fei had such magnanimity and magnanimity, which gave Wu Jie a lot of hope for the Fengyun Empire.
He knows that as long as he continues to work hard, he believes that in the near future, he will be able to obtain considerable military power as he wishes, and finally break the special copy of Linglong Chess Game...
Just as Wu Jie was thinking about his next plan, White Horse General Guan Fei said again: "General Tianya, can I ask you some questions."
"Excuse me, General."
"I observed that you are very familiar with the art of using troops in the sand table. You can even use the art of military formation just right during the marching formation."
It seems that you are familiar with many art of war, right?"
Wu Jie shook his head. In fact, the military books he saw were all in the game "Chaos World". He saw them in Mr. Liu Ji's study in Novice Village. But obviously he couldn't tell Guan Fei. After all, this is just a copy of Linglong Chess Game. To put it bluntly, everyone in it, including Guan Fei and Princess Iron Fan, are just NPCs in the Linglong copy. They are far less free than other NPCs in the chaotic world. .It is even less possible to know the chaotic world.
So Wu Jie could only lie: "I haven't read many military books, but they are very practical. And the commander-in-chief happened to be following me in a sandbox battle, which gave me a chance to apply what I learned next."
"Then, Commander, can I understand that this is your first time leading an army in combat?"
"Yes." Wu Jiexin said. In this special copy of Linglong Chess Game, this is really the first time for us to lead troops in battle. After all, you will never understand the world outside Linglong Chess Game.
It's just that General White Horse Guan Fei obviously didn't know what Wu Jie was really thinking. So after receiving Wu Jie's affirmative answer, he asked with more interest: "Then, I can also understand that this is your first time to play sandbox."
"Yes."
Wu Jie answered the truth this time. Even though he was in the large-scale camp mission of the Warring States Period, he ended up commanding millions of NPC troops in the entire Western Xinjiang Army. But the sand table performance was really a big girl sitting in a sedan chair... the first time return.
Otherwise, in the sandbox performance just now, Wu Jie had enough confidence to do it without damage.
As he spoke, Wu Jie shifted his gaze to the sand table again. He was very interested in this thing. He was still thinking in his mind: "The sand table can be made so real. This sand table is probably a high-grade one." It's a treasure. It's just a pity that I can't bring out the copy of Linglong Chess Game. Otherwise, I can use this thing to continuously improve my command ability. When the national war in the chaotic world comes in the future, I will be more confident to deal with players from all over the world. The challenge..."
Listening to the questions and answers of General White Horse Guan Fei and Wu Jie, people around him also exclaimed one after another. Some people immediately retorted: "Impossible. How can a novice defeat General White Horse? Could it be that the current genius Is it so worthless?"
