"Who did it?" Zhao Lu was shocked and angry, with a hint of anger in his deep voice.
Mo Hu and Liu Jiaqi's expressions were not very good either, and they stared at Zang Dao, Feng Dian and Fu Sha with gloomy eyes.
"It's Aoling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea!" Zang Dao answered honestly.
"Huh? Ao Ling? I know him. I remember that although Ao Ling belongs to the dragon clan, he is only a seventh-level emperor beast. Even though he is powerful and far surpasses the seventh-level Martial Emperor, he will never be the opponent of the three of you. Why?
You can't even keep food and grass?" Zhao Lu said in astonishment.
Zang Dao smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Zhao Lu doesn't know that Ao Ling has already broken through and become an eighth-level imperial beast! And he contains dragon blood in his body, so he is very powerful. The three of us were suppressed and beaten by him!"
Zhao Lu was silent. He was quite clear about the combat power of the Jiaolong clan. He knew that if Ao Ling really broke through to the eighth-level imperial beast, his strength would be truly incredible.
"If Ao Ling is really an eighth-level imperial beast, even if the three of you are not opponents, it should be no problem to hold him back for a while. How can you still give him a chance to destroy the food and grass?
?" Mo Hu frowned and asked. .??.
Feng Dian said helplessly: "There was someone behind Ao Ling's instructions. We were deceived and sent away from the mountain. After we realized what we were doing, the food and grass..."
Zhao Lu, Mo Hu and Liu Jiaqi looked ugly. Although Feng Dian hadn't finished speaking, they had already guessed the meaning of the latter's words.
"Zang Dao, Feng Dian and Fu Sha! You failed to escort the food and fodder, causing the most critical food and fodder to be burned. What crime do you deserve?" Mo Hu roared angrily.
This batch of food and grass is very important to the seven coalition forces. After all, there is not much food and grass left in Lingcheng where the seven coalition forces are stationed. They can only last for seven days at most.
If there is no food and grass supplies, the millions of troops in their mausoleum city will be in chaos. Then there will be no need for the Holy City to send troops, and they themselves will be in chaos.
Zang Dao, Feng Dian and Fu Sha turned pale and lowered their heads, but they did not dare to refute.
The three of them also knew the importance of this batch of food and grass. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to specially send them, the three eighth-level Martial Emperors, to escort it.
And they also know the consequences of a failed escort. According to military law, they will be executed.
In other words, it is natural for Zhao Lu and others to deal with the three of them on the spot.
Liu Jiaqi also had an angry look on her face and said: "Such important food and grass have been lost, so you should be killed!"
Zhao Lu waved his hand to stop the two excited people around him, and said calmly: "You can't kill them! The eighth-level Martial Emperor is a very important combat power for our army!"
Mo Hu frowned and said: "Zhao Lu, the army is most taboo about favoritism and attaches great importance to discipline! If we show favoritism now, if this matter spreads to the army, it may destabilize the morale of the army!"
Liu Jiaqi also looked at Zhao Lu with a puzzled face, not quite understanding what the latter meant.
Zhao Lu said calmly: "I don't intend to show favoritism, but to ask them to serve their crimes! I have calculated that the food and grass in the mausoleum city only have about seven days! Then we must attack the sacred city within seven days, otherwise, we must
We’re going to retreat!”
Mo Hu and Liu Jiaqi looked at each other, and then looked at Zhao Lu. Mo Hu said in shock: "Zhao Lu! You mean you don't want to wait anymore, but are going to launch a general attack?"
"Yes! Now except After this method, there is no other way! If we have enough food and grass, we can fight against the Holy City, and finally break the Holy City without spending a single soldier! Now this plan has failed, the only way is to launch a general attack!" Zhao
The deer throws himself to the ground loudly.
Mo Hu and Liu Jiaqi said nothing more. They also knew that there was no other way. Although launching a general attack would cause huge losses, they could only choose this method.
Zang Dao cupped his fists and said, "Brother Zhao Lu! In this general attack, the three of us are willing to be the vanguard and make meritorious deeds!"
"So are we!" Feng Dian and Fu Sha also quickly echoed.
"Okay! Let's go back to Lingcheng to discuss the general offensive first. You should also organize your own armies. In three days, the general offensive will begin!"
Zhao Lu nodded and left with a few people.
In a bamboo forest dozens of miles away from the official road, a golden light flashed. Mu Feng emerged from the Golden Book World and stood in front of a small pool deep in the bamboo forest.
After a while, a white dragon flew from the sky, fell into the bamboo forest, and transformed into a middle-aged man.
"Master!" Ao Ling bowed his hands to Mu Feng's back.
Mu Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Ao Ling! You did a good job this time. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have burned the food so easily this time!"
Ao Ling said quickly: "Master, you are so polite. These are what Ao Ling should do."
Having said this, Ao Ling looked at Mu Feng's back curiously, thought for a moment and said, "Master, what kind of secret technique did you use before? It actually made the army escorting the grain and grass itchy all over."
bitter."
The corners of Mu Feng's mouth curled up slightly and he said, "That's a curse technique!"
When Mu Feng first tried to communicate with ghosts and gods, he communicated with seventeen ghosts and gods at once. Although he had not practiced the curse technique formally, he had the innate curse technique given by these ghosts and gods.
Previously, Mu Feng had used three or four kinds of innate curses, and they were all area-wide curses, which affected the entire army and greatly weakened their combat power.
Moreover, the curse is contagious, and once it spreads, it can cause various problems to a large army.
This also made Mu Feng realize how terrifying the Curse Technique is. This kind of thing can kill people invisibly. It can be said to be a sharp weapon on the battlefield.
In the past, Mu Feng felt that formation mages were already weapons of war. A large defensive formation could drive away thousands of troops, a large offensive formation could defeat thousands of troops, a confusing formation could disrupt the morale of the army, etc.
But all of this is traceable, but there is no such thing as a curse. People can be infected quietly, and it can also spread quickly over a large area, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
Ao Ling nodded ignorantly, but in his heart he felt a strong sense of crisis about the curse technique Mu Feng said.
He saw with his own eyes that so many soldiers were instantly attacked and then self-mutilated, resulting in serious injuries or deaths. Mu Feng finally reaped the benefits without any effort.
"Ao Ling! You should enter the Golden Book world first. I still have some things to report to Cang Shoufu!" Mu Feng glanced sideways at Ao Ling.
"yes!"
After Ao Ling left, Mu Feng took down the communication jade talisman and sent the news of the burning of grain and grass to Cang Hongshen, who was far away in the sacred city.
At the same time, Mu Feng shared his ideas and plans to seek Cang Hongshen's opinion. "Who did it?" Zhao Lu was shocked and angry, with a hint of anger in his deep voice.
Mo Hu and Liu Jiaqi's expressions were not very good either, and they stared at Zang Dao, Feng Dian and Fu Sha with gloomy eyes.
"It's Aoling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea!" Zang Dao answered honestly.
"Huh? Ao Ling? I know him. I remember that although Ao Ling belongs to the dragon clan, he is only a seventh-level emperor beast. Even though he is powerful and far surpasses the seventh-level Martial Emperor, he will never be the opponent of the three of you. Why?
You can't even keep food and grass?" Zhao Lu said in astonishment.
Zang Dao smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Zhao Lu doesn't know that Ao Ling has already broken through and become an eighth-level imperial beast! And he contains dragon blood in his body, so he is very powerful. The three of us were suppressed and beaten by him!"
Zhao Lu was silent. He was quite clear about the combat power of the Jiaolong clan. He knew that if Ao Ling really broke through to the eighth-level imperial beast, his strength would be truly incredible.
"If Ao Ling is really an eighth-level imperial beast, even if the three of you are not opponents, it should be no problem to hold him back for a while. How can you still give him a chance to destroy the food and grass?
?" Mo Hu frowned and asked.
Feng Dian said helplessly: "There was someone behind Ao Ling's instructions. We were deceived and sent away from the mountain. After we realized what we were doing, the food and grass..."
Zhao Lu, Mo Hu and Liu Jiaqi looked ugly. Although Feng Dian hadn't finished speaking, they had already guessed the meaning of the latter's words.
"Zang Dao, Feng Dian and Fu Sha! You failed to escort the food and fodder, causing the most critical food and fodder to be burned. What crime do you deserve?" Mo Hu roared angrily.
This batch of food and grass is very important to the seven coalition forces. After all, there is not much food and grass left in Lingcheng where the seven coalition forces are stationed. They can only last for seven days at most.
If there is no food and grass supplies, the millions of troops in their mausoleum city will be in chaos. Then there will be no need for the Holy City to send troops, and they themselves will be in chaos.
Zang Dao, Feng Dian and Fu Sha turned pale and lowered their heads, but they did not dare to refute.
The three of them also knew the importance of this batch of food and grass. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to specially send them, the three eighth-level Martial Emperors, to escort it.
And they also know the consequences of a failed escort. According to military law, they will be executed.
In other words, it is natural for Zhao Lu and others to deal with the three of them on the spot.
Liu Jiaqi also had an angry look on her face and said: "Such important food and grass have been lost, so you should be killed!"
Zhao Lu waved his hand to stop the two excited people around him, and said calmly: "You can't kill them! The eighth-level Martial Emperor is a very important combat power for our army!"
Mo Hu frowned and said: "Zhao Lu, the army is most taboo about favoritism and attaches great importance to discipline! If we show favoritism now, if this matter spreads to the army, it may destabilize the morale of the army!"
Liu Jiaqi also looked at Zhao Lu with a puzzled face, not quite understanding what the latter meant.
Zhao Lu said calmly: "I don't intend to show favoritism, but to ask them to serve their crimes! I have calculated that the food and grass in the mausoleum city only have about seven days! Then we must attack the sacred city within seven days, otherwise, we must
We’re going to retreat!”
Mo Hu and Liu Jiaqi looked at each other, and then looked at Zhao Lu. Mo Hu said in shock: "Zhao Lu! You mean you don't want to wait anymore, but are going to launch a general attack?"
"Yes! Now except After this method, there is no other way! If we have enough food and grass, we can fight against the Holy City, and finally break the Holy City without spending a single soldier! Now this plan has failed, the only way is to launch a general attack!" Zhao
The deer throws himself to the ground loudly.
Mo Hu and Liu Jiaqi said nothing more. They also knew that there was no other way. Although launching a general attack would cause huge losses, they could only choose this method.
Zang Dao cupped his fists and said, "Brother Zhao Lu! In this general attack, the three of us are willing to be the vanguard and make meritorious deeds!"
"So are we!" Feng Dian and Fu Sha also quickly echoed.
"Okay! Let's go back to Lingcheng to discuss the general offensive first. You should also organize your own armies. In three days, the general offensive will begin!"
Zhao Lu nodded and left with a few people.
In a bamboo forest dozens of miles away from the official road, a golden light flashed. Mu Feng emerged from the Golden Book World and stood in front of a small pool deep in the bamboo forest.
After a while, a white dragon flew from the sky, fell into the bamboo forest, and transformed into a middle-aged man.
"Master!" Ao Ling bowed his hands to Mu Feng's back.
Mu Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Ao Ling! You did a good job this time. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have burned the food so easily this time!"
Ao Ling said quickly: "Master, you are so polite. These are what Ao Ling should do."
Having said this, Ao Ling looked at Mu Feng's back curiously, thought for a moment and said, "Master, what kind of secret technique did you use before? It actually made the army escorting the grain and grass itchy all over."
bitter."
The corners of Mu Feng's mouth curled up slightly and he said, "That's a curse technique!"
When Mu Feng first tried to communicate with ghosts and gods, he communicated with seventeen ghosts and gods at once. Although he had not practiced the curse technique formally, he had the innate curse technique given by these ghosts and gods.
Previously, Mu Feng had used three or four kinds of innate curses, and they were all area-wide curses, which affected the entire army and greatly weakened their combat power.
Moreover, the curse is contagious, and once it spreads, it can cause various problems to a large army.
This also made Mu Feng realize how terrifying the Curse Technique is. This kind of thing can kill people invisibly. It can be said to be a sharp weapon on the battlefield.
In the past, Mu Feng felt that formation mages were already weapons of war. A large defensive formation could drive away thousands of troops, a large offensive formation could defeat thousands of troops, a confusing formation could disrupt the morale of the army, etc.
But all of this is traceable, but there is no such thing as a curse. People can be infected quietly, and it can also spread quickly over a large area, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
Ao Ling nodded ignorantly, but in his heart he felt a strong sense of crisis about the curse technique Mu Feng said.
He saw with his own eyes that so many soldiers were instantly attacked and then self-mutilated, resulting in serious injuries or deaths. Mu Feng finally reaped the benefits without any effort.
"Ao Ling! You should enter the Golden Book world first. I still have some things to report to Cang Shoufu!" Mu Feng glanced sideways at Ao Ling.
"yes!"
After Ao Ling left, Mu Feng took down the communication jade talisman and sent the news of the burning of grain and grass to Cang Hongshen, who was far away in the sacred city.
At the same time, Mu Feng also shared his ideas and plans to seek Cang Hongshen's opinion.