How did he discover the location of Yuheng's base camp?
Not only Sang Nan, but also many generals soon noticed this, and a look of surprise flashed in everyone's eyes. Laughing Mogo's men were all Cone Flame Demons, and there were no soldiers that could act as sentinels.
However, Xiaomoge found the right direction without any investigation.
"This guy," a general said with emotion, "is so lucky!"
The other generals nodded and looked in any direction, which was the right direction. Their luck was so good!
Hearing the discussion around him, Sang Nan didn't say anything. He was shocked and confused. He couldn't tell whether Xiao Moge was lucky or not. He didn't need to detect the whistle to understand the situation on the battlefield. He only needed his spiritual consciousness to be strong enough. But
This kind of insight is not unlimited. The larger the battlefield, the greater the spiritual consciousness required. In a large-scale battle, the information that a warrior's spiritual consciousness can obtain is like a drop in the ocean, insignificant. Only a large number of scouts can obtain it.
Enough battlefield information.
For any general, battlefield information is the basis for every order they issue.
Sang Nan had never seen a general who didn't even send a sentinel, and the strangest thing was that the other party actually found the right direction! For a moment, even he believed that this guy was really lucky.
But why do I feel so dangerous...
Gongsun Cha's consciousness spread out like a big net, and all movements within fifty miles around him were under his control. Soon, he found the trace of breath remaining in the air. This was a breath that was quite unfamiliar to him.
, it is different from the battle monsters he has seen before, it should be a type of weapon that he has never seen before.
He narrowed his eyes, and a calm light flickered amidst his fervent fighting spirit.
With a quiet movement of consciousness, the torrent of snowflakes was not hindered. It changed direction smoothly and moved forward silently and at high speed like mercury pouring against the ground.
A seemingly simple change of direction caused waves of exclamations, and even Pu Yao couldn't help but have a flash of surprise in his eyes.
Commanding the team to change directions while advancing at high speed is one of the basic skills of a warrior. The more people there are, the more difficult it is, and the faster the speed, the more difficult it is. This is an operation that every warrior can do, and it is also the most difficult test of a warrior’s basic skills.
One of the tactical moves.
The Silver Warlord needs to be able to freely control about a thousand war monsters to change directions while advancing at high speed.
Five thousand, that is the standard for a golden warrior!
Could it be...could this guy have reached the standard of a golden warrior?
"Junior Brother Gongsun's spiritual sense is so sensitive!" Zuo Mo couldn't help but praise. Although he didn't understand the general, he could see the secret at a glance.
Giving orders to five thousand people at the same time requires not only strong spiritual consciousness, but also sensitive spiritual consciousness. No wonder Zuo Mo was surprised, such subtle operations have always been what he is best at. Whether it is spiritual power or spiritual consciousness
, they are not strong, but they are extremely sensitive.
"Could it be the evil soul beast bead?" Pu Yao muttered to himself.
Gongsun Cha's control over his spiritual consciousness far exceeded the level in the last game. In such a short period of time, he has made such great progress? Pu Yao's first thought was the Evil Soul Beast Bead, because he knew that Gongsun Chai had made such great progress.
During this period of time, I was desperately taking the Soul Beast Beads.
Could it be that this evil soul beast bead can make the consciousness more sensitive?
Pu Yao's guess was correct. Gongsun Cha's change in consciousness was due to these evil soul beast beads. Gongsun Cha's talent in cultivation was quite average, which actually greatly restricted his development as a warrior. He spent a lot of time
He tried his best to create his own warrior mentality, but with his mediocre talent, his progress was not satisfactory to him.
Until he discovered that refining the Evil Soul Beast Bead would help his spiritual consciousness, the ecstatic girl started a crazy refining plan! He spent almost all his time refining the Evil Soul Beast Bead, and
At this time, the hunting operation was about to begin, and the continuous flow of evil soul beast beads meant that he did not need to worry about the supply of evil soul beast beads.
When it comes to issues regarding generals, the shy girl always reveals her madness inadvertently!
This time is no exception!
Before he had a clear understanding of the Evil Soul Beast Bead, he did not hesitate to bet on himself. Because he knew that if he wanted to go further, he must solve the problem of insufficient spiritual consciousness. He longed for victory! In order to pursue victory,
He would rather take any greater risk!
He was right in his bet. In addition to the triple increase in consciousness, his consciousness was also much more sensitive than before.
"Evil soul beast bead?" Zuo Mo also showed a thoughtful expression, and suddenly thought of the golden soul in his hand. He has been busy during this period. In addition to Junior Brother Gongsun, Pu Yao and Wei, including himself, everyone
Didn't take Golden Soul.
I was so busy that I even forgot about such an important thing.
Zuo Mo couldn't help but laugh at himself.
In the game of chess, Gongsun Chai was extremely fast. Following the very slight aura that remained, the huge team of Cone Flame Demons was like a red lightning, snaking and pointing directly at the opponent's base camp.
It's not luck! Sang Nan's heart beat wildly.
The other generals also saw something was wrong: "Hey, something is weird. This guy can't be so lucky every time. Why is he right every time?"
"Yes! Evil!"
"Isn't this guy's nose a dog?"
"Not even a dog!"
The discussion around her started to get louder, and He Mei looked confused. She was not a warrior, so she was confused. She asked Sang Nan curiously: "What are they talking about?"
Sang Nan explained patiently: "They are talking about how Xiaomoge knew the location of Yuheng's base camp without using a sentinel."
"Yes!" He Mei suddenly realized: "No wonder I think something is wrong. It turns out that I didn't see Laughing Mogo's detection whistle." Then she asked with a puzzled look on her face: "Why didn't Laughing Mogo use the detection whistle?
Do you know Yuheng’s headquarters?”
Sang Nan said softly: "The Cone Flame Demon is not suitable for scouting. Although their speed is not slow, it is not fast either. The most important thing is that they cannot hide their bodies. Laughing Mogo should have a secret method that can find the opponent's spy.
The remaining breath of the whistle."
The surrounding discussions stopped, and everyone looked like they were listening. Sang Nan was extremely talented. He had won the title of "Best Young Warrior" for three consecutive years, and had countless championships in various games. Among the younger generation
He can definitely be ranked among the top five generals. Many veterans in the army are very optimistic about him.
Although he unexpectedly became a follower of Ye Mingyue, he gave up the opportunity to serve as the commander of an army, which greatly damaged his reputation. In recent years, he has rarely appeared in public, but kept a low profile guarding Ye Mingyue.
Yue's side. However, no one would doubt his title as the number one general of the Genius Alliance.
"Look carefully, Xiao Mo Ge's route is exactly the route that one of Yu Heng's scouts took just now."
Everyone's faces suddenly showed expressions of realization. No wonder it turned out that Laughing Mogo had such a powerful secret skill.
Just at this time, this torrent of red snowflakes encountered Yuheng's scouting sentry. Yuheng had already discovered the location of Xiaomogo, so in order to obtain more information, many more sentry sentries were naturally sent in this direction.
When these scouts saw this team, they couldn't help being shocked and turned back immediately. Some of the scouts wanted to plant news trees and send the news back. But how could Gongsun Chai give them this opportunity? With a wave of his hand, his men
The team immediately overwhelmed the sentries.
These detective sentries had no time to send back information and died.
When the other scouts saw this, they ran faster.
Gongsun Cha did not hesitate and commanded the team to follow these scouts closely, always keeping a suitable distance and not giving them a chance to plant news trees.
In the demon world, the most commonly used message tree is the message tree. The scouts carry the seeds of the message tree. They only need to plant the seeds, and the message tree will sprout, grow, and bear fruit in a very short time. The message tree
The fruit shatters into colorful mist, which can turn messages into images and sounds and send them back.
The seeds of the same message tree can communicate with each other, which is extremely convenient. But the message tree has a flaw, that is, it takes time. It takes about one stick of incense to grow from a seed to bear fruit. One stick of incense
Of course, time is nothing in normal times, but if there is a critical moment, the time of this stick of incense becomes the most fatal weakness.
At present, these scouts lack the time for this stick of incense.
Gongsun Cha's team suddenly separated. The team that was like a torrent suddenly split into six large snowflakes. Each large snowflake contained about eight hundred cone flame demons. They were like six high-speed rotating blades. The two sides were the most forward, and the middle was trailing.
Finally, it formed an arc, biting behind the sentry, driving them together and preventing them from being separated.
Running and chasing, just like that, half an hour later, Gongsun Chai's team had arrived at the outskirts of the Yuheng camp.
This scene made all the monsters stunned.
This... what kind of play is this?
In a slightly larger-scale chess game, the contest between the two sides often lasts for twenty or thirty hours, or even more. The vast terrain has enough strategic depth and room for detours. Both sides have to go through a lot of reconnaissance and testing.
, local wrestling, compressing the opponent's living space, etc., and then the final decisive battle.
For such a large-scale chess game like this one, many generals are prepared to watch the game for three days and nights.
However, Laughing Mogo, who never plays cards according to common sense, is no exception this time. He does not build a camp or plant a demon tree. He pulls all the troops at the beginning and kills directly towards the opponent's base camp. This... what kind of fight is this?
Law?
"Too, too gangster!"
A general murmured subconsciously, but all the generals who felt like they were holding something back suddenly understood!
That's right! A gangster! A gangster!
Only those gangsters who don't pay attention to technical content can fight like this, dragging everyone and screaming directly towards the opponent's door...
Sang Nan felt like he had swallowed a fly alive, and there was something unspeakable about his whole body. The snowflake formation of Laughing Mogo before was like a bolt of lightning piercing the clouds, which made him feel astonished. His secret tracking skills after that were also indescribable.
It was unpredictable and profound. All signs made him full of expectations for the next battle.
However, this kind of expectation is by no means the unreasonable one that comes to your door!
That's right, it's just unreasonable! He seemed to see a skilled swordsman, after a series of dazzling and stunning moves, suddenly throw away the sword in his hand, and instead pulled out the butcher's knife from his waist, howling like a savage.
dash forward.
What about strategy? What about tactics? What about techniques?
The sharp contrast almost made Sang Nan vomit blood in discomfort.
At this time, Gongsun Cha launched an attack without any pause. In Sang Nan's eyes, all the beauty of snowflakes disappeared! He seemed to see a butcher with a sinister face, grinning ferociously, swung the butcher's knife, and struck the opponent's forehead.
