Fang Che led the people out and found that the battlefield ground yesterday was already clean.
The other party cleaned up the body very thoroughly. There were only patches of dark red blood on the ground, but it was already covered by new layers of ice.
Only a faint red can be seen.
The entire battlefield is like this. The dense blood stains on the ground have turned into dark red spots under the ice, covering one layer after another...
Fang Che stared at the red spots on the ground, and seemed to be able to hear the countless roars of the fighting for thousands of years.
He looked back solemnly.
A long roar shook the sky: "Bi Fangdong! Come out! It's time today!"
Fang Che directly called Bi Fangdong from the opposite side.
Bi Fangdong walked out slowly, with a disheveled look on his face.
The people we brought out were all confused.
More than 300 people felt like they had become slaves to the other side. They were simply... powerless to complain!
After following Bi Fangdong to this point, there is really nothing he can do.
Extremely speechless.
A new report requesting reinforcements has been sent out, but this person has to go here for sparring every day. If he doesn't sparring, he will kill people.
It would be fine if he died in battle, but he still had the mentality of "the relationship can't withstand a hundred hours of onslaught, so he doesn't dare to kill all the people on his side".
There is nothing you can do about dying in battle, it doesn't matter, heroic is heroic, but who wants to die when you can't die?
Everyone was so tormented that they had no temper at all.
And Bi Fangdong also saw it: the relationship is to control the power on one's side to an absolute disadvantage: there are half as many people as the other party!
This is his ultimate goal.
If there are too many, I'll get rid of them for you.
The four hundred people Bi Fangzheng brought this time all died instantly, which is proof!
Therefore, he had no confidence in the reinforcement report he had just made, and he did not even have hope: he would probably be killed by the relationship group if he came in!
If you can’t come, what’s the use!?
Today, the relationship came up again. Bi Fangdong didn't want to come out at all, but he couldn't do it.
Guanxi can really go straight to one's own hole and curse in front of one's subordinates.
Last time Guan Guan yelled outside, but he was shameless and didn't go out. As a result, Guan Guan rushed him into the cave. In his own cave, Guan Guan pointed his nose at him and even his ancestors scolded him.
Bi Fangdong really couldn't afford to lose that person.
At this point, Bi Fangdong had already laid on his back and said, "You can do whatever you like."
I will cooperate with you.
It's truly an eternity that the two armies could confront each other to the extent that I did.
Fortunately, it is in a secret place and cannot be spread out.
If it were outside, workers and managers would have committed suicide in shame and anger.
"Are we going to fight again today?"
Bi Fangdong said with a dismayed face: "Relationship, you can tell me how to deal with it. Just say it. I, the captain, will cooperate with you."
Fang Che clicked his tongue twice and said with a smile: "It is indeed Captain Hutou, majestic and bright! The three words 'this captain' are really impressive."
Bi Fangdong said with a dark face: "Relationship, otherwise you can just unify. Stop humiliating people."
Fang Che said angrily: "Kill all of you, and the labor and management will have to face the attack of the Sovereign Orthodox Church for a hundred hours. Do you think I am stupid?"
Bi Fangdong was completely out of temper by him, and said with a heartbroken voice: "Then what do you want? Love me as much as you want... More than 300 people, including me, have been used as slaves by you, what else do you want?"
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He was extremely frustrated and said: "If you continue to humiliate us like this, we will simply commit suicide collectively and let you naturally unify the secret realm, and then a hundred waves of people will take turns to kill you!"
"Don't! Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive!"
Fang Che was shocked, this guy could actually come up with such a way to die together, that's not okay.
This side is not strong enough and is not ready yet.
"Huh?"
Bi Fangdong really didn't expect that the sentence of mass suicide would frighten the other party, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Then he suddenly became arrogant and cursed: "Relationship, please be more honest with me, if you continue to humiliate me, labor and management will commit collective suicide for you to see!"
Behind me, everyone was blushing.
I'm fucked!
It’s so fucking embarrassing.
Threatening the enemy with life and death with suicide... At this point, there is no one left. But... it seems to be quite useful?
Lang Ya and others over there also looked confused.
I never expected that I could force the opponent to perform such an operation.
You are really shameless and invincible. The two sides are hostile, you threaten the enemy, will you commit suicide if he beats you again?
It just happened to work...what the hell...
Everyone in the Feng family was dizzy, and incredible emotions emerged one after another - could it be like this?
But I have to say that it is truly amazing that the captain can bully the opponent into this state!
Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Brother Bi, don't be impulsive, everything can be discussed..."
"Who is your brother!"
Bi Fangdong said ferociously: "I'm not trying to scare you, we've really had enough! If you don't believe me, try it!"
"I don't dare try."
Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Captain Hutou, this is what happened this time. I have something to discuss with you."
Bi Fangdong said in a confused tone: "What are we discussing? What can we discuss?"
"The luck stone in my cave took shape this morning, so I thought it should have taken shape over there as well."
Fang Che's tone was very gentle.
He looked like he was afraid that the other person would commit suicide.
This tone even made both parties feel funny: This lawless relationship captain is really afraid that the other party will commit suicide?
Bi Fangdong hardened up and said firmly: "What?"
"So it's time for our luck stone gambling battle to begin."
Fang Che said: "Captain Hutou, you are not afraid of these desperadoes, right? There are five people from each side, life and death are determined by fate and wealth!"
Bi Fangdong was shocked: "A battle of life and death?"
"The battle of life and death!"
"good!"
Bi Fangdong agreed immediately.
"Where is your luck stone?" Fang Che took out his luck stone.
"Here!"
Bi Fangdong now also has the sacred stone, and he took it out and showed it in his hand: "Today, I will win!"
With the bets ready to be put on the table, it’s so cool!
"How to say?"
"Old rules!"
"One battle for the ninth level saint level, one battle for the eighth level, one battle for the seventh level, one battle for the sixth level, one battle for the fifth level. Three wins out of five!"
"good!"
Both sides took a few steps back.
Among the Feng family disciples, whoever is going to fight today, Langya has already made arrangements. He waved his hand slightly and said softly: "In the battle of life and death, you must be careful!"
Five people stepped out together.
On the other side, Bi Fangdong was mobilizing. After a while, five people stepped out.
Ten people, standing facing each other.
Bi Fangdong smiled evilly and said: "Do you understand the rules of relationships? In this kind of life and death battle, outsiders are not allowed to intervene, nor are they allowed to rescue!"
Fang Che's eyes were cold: "Of course! This is how a life and death battle should be!"
Different from what Bi Fangdong was used to, Fang Che felt a little nervous at the moment.
Because this is not a battle he is fighting, but his subordinates are fighting a life and death battle with the opponent.
Moreover, even rescue is not possible. Once you fall into a disadvantage, you can only watch death.
This is cruel to Fang Che.
But Fang Che had to let go. He knew that, as he said, he wouldn't be able to stay here for long.
The more they interfere now, the more they will die when they fight on their own in the future.
In the future, they will continue to fight fiercely here for a long time!
Compared to Fang Che's nervousness, Lang Ya and the others were very relaxed and relaxed, their expressions unchanged, but their wolf eyes were tense, staring at the battle on the field.
A big, rough face, a little pale.
In the field, the Saint-level fifth-level battle has begun, and both sides have chosen the fifth-level peak.
Once they take action, they are on par with each other, fighting for their lives, extremely fierce.
Fang Che frowned.
After thirty moves of fighting, it was impossible to tell who was stronger and who was weaker. But Fang Che had already noticed that something was wrong. He turned his head slightly and looked at Langya's face with sharp eyes: "What's going on?"
Lang Ya whispered: "This Wolf Hair 309 has only recently broken through to the peak of the fifth level."
Fang Che was furious and turned around suddenly: "Huh?"
Just after breaking through, if you go to fight against someone who has been at the peak of the fifth level for a long time, isn't it like letting someone die?!
"Captain, this is our fate!"
Langya looked up at Fang Che calmly: "Sacrifice and death are our destiny! We can't encounter opponents weaker than ourselves every time!"
"Captain, once you leave then, it will be impossible for us to crush each other every time."
"Death is something we must get used to!"
"I know you are reluctant to part with it. However, this matter... cannot be changed. The people who will die today will not die because you are here, so they will definitely die in the future."
"At most, you can't see it, so I don't feel uncomfortable, that's all. We, the children of the Feng family, have fallen here over the years... I don't want to count them anymore."
There was sadness and sentimentality in Langya's eyes, but more importantly, there was no hesitation.
"But the Feng family cannot be embarrassed because of us!"
"Warn with blood, remind with life, this is the only way to wake us up from your glory!"
"..."
Fang Che only felt that his throat was blocked.
Turning his head silently.
On the field, the three hundred and nine who fought seemed to be evenly matched with the opponent, but Fang Che could see that in this first battle, they were gradually falling into a disadvantage.
The other party's level of ferocity is far above 309.
But the other party was obviously out of shape. He was obviously being used as a slave during this period, which had a huge impact on his fighting strength and morale.
Langya's lips moved.
Wolf Hair 309 suddenly began to shrink its offensive. A sword protected the whole body from the weather, just like a piranha, slowly retracting its petals and shrinking them into buds!
Fang Che closed his eyes sadly.
The next moment, there was a loud roar: "I'm going home!"
Wolf Hair 309 roared loudly, and suddenly the door opened wide. He ignored the opponent's attack and allowed the sword to pass through his chest and wreak havoc inside his body.
And his own sword also struck the opponent's throat fiercely at the same time!
The opponent, the holy master, also laughed at the last moment, with a look of relief and relaxation on his face.
“Finally I can make some money!”
Two pops.
Thousands of sword lights shot out from the front and back of Lang Mao 309's chest, and a streak of blood rushed out from his head. It was obvious that the opponent's sword energy had already been prepared and had gone straight to his brain.
And the head of the opponent, a fifth-grade saint, also flew up at the same time.
A blood-stained sword suddenly fell to the ground.
Two corpses fell to the ground at the same time.
The muscles on Fang Che's face were twitching painfully.
Langya's expression did not change.
He waved people forward to collect the corpse of Wolf Hair 309. Wolf Eyes stepped out impatiently in one step.
The entangled corpses were separated, and Wolf Hair 309's face was calm, even a little proud.
The face of the Saint-level master on the other side was also calm, relieved, and relieved.
In the first battle, both sides lost and it was a draw!
Bi Fangdong's face was gloomy, and with a wave of his hand, a sixth-grade peak saint immediately went to fight.
His face was calm.
When it comes to a real life-and-death battle, each of these masters of the Solipsistic Cult is willing to fight, because this is the rhythm they have been familiar with for so many years!
No one is afraid of life or death.
With a bang, the knives of both sides touched together, making a loud noise, and the battle began.
In this battle, this young man from the Feng family won.
At the cost of almost having his body chopped off with a knife in the lower abdomen, he cut the opponent in half!
He held up his body and donated blood, but proudly announced: "I won!"
"Record your achievements and get the elixir!"
Fang Che roared.
His anger towards Langya was almost unbearable.
"You need to wait until he comes back on his own. That's the rule!"
Langya insisted.
He knew what the captain was angry about. If he had sent out the most powerful person, he would not have been sacrificed at all, nor would he have been so seriously injured.
But Langya was silent, and he could only persist in this way.
In the months and years of fighting that will follow, it is impossible to rely on the strong to bully the weak every time!
Especially if we have to face a hundred hours of defensive battle next, if we keep our mentality in this optimistic state, it will be an absolute disaster for everyone!
Having something to rely on in your heart to participate in the One Hundred Hours Defense War only to find that your reliance may not be reliable when the time comes is much weaker than the mentality of fighting to the death from the very beginning.
One win, one draw.
In the third battle, the guardian Feng family's children were slightly injured and won.
Just being pierced through the thigh cost the other person's life.
Everyone cheered, because everyone could see that Langmao Jiuqiu, who was fighting, had obviously improved his understanding of the Feng family's swordsmanship and entered a subtle realm!
If I could enter a few days earlier, I could defeat the opponent of the same level without even being injured.
In the fourth battle, the Feng family's children won.
This battle was won more easily. An uncontrollable smile appeared on Langya's face.
This battle is between Langmao Twenty-Five and Langmao Twenty-Five. Originally, the two sides fought together without distinction, but now Langmao Twenty-Five's foundation has been fully restored, and he has gained a new understanding.
Whether it was his moves, his strength of cultivation, or his combat power, he was obviously higher than his opponent. The effect of the captain's special training these days was immediate.
The two people who could only die together can now be easily killed!
Three wins out of four.
There is already a faint aura of joy rising on the guardian's side. But on the other side of the Sovereign Orthodox Church, it is still calm, like stagnant water without waves.
He was indifferent to the death of his comrades.
"I won." Fang Che looked at Bi Fangdong with a cold face.
"You win." Bi Fangdong simply threw the luck stone over and said calmly: "My fighting spirit is broken. I had no hope of winning today."
The outcome has been decided, and the bet has been settled.
However, the ninth-grade saint master who fought on the other side did not retreat.
His old face was calm, and he looked at the opposite side with dead eyes, and said calmly: "Now that I have come out and gone to fight, I will not go back. Wolf Mao San, give me a ride."
Lang Mao San is the guardian who went into battle.
These two are old rivals. When they came to the Secret Realm, they were both Holy Level 3, and they started fighting to the death. Because the Secret Realm had enough aura, they kept climbing up their cultivation levels, and then they both suffered losses several times in a row, each of them hurting their foundation.
It stops when you reach the ninth level of the Saint level.
There were many battles in succession at the ninth level of the Saint level, and each time both sides suffered losses. Each of them completely destroyed their own foundation, or rather the other's foundation.
As for the ninth-grade saint-level member of the Only Self Orthodox Sect, when he saw the state of his old opponent today and his vitality, he knew that the opponent had recovered.
But this is my chance.
I couldn't be more envious.
The old opponent who was half-dead after being beaten to death has recovered, but there is no hope for him to recover; he is still here as a slave to the opponent...
I was sent out this time, and I didn’t want to go back no matter what.
There is no point in living anymore.
If his old opponent was still as useless as himself, then it wouldn't matter if he lived, it would be a little humiliating at most. However, the opponent's recovery became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
This battle was indeed a crushing victory.
When the master of Weiwo Zhengtong was knocked down by his opponent in the end, he had hoped to open a hole in his opponent's body.
But he gave up.
What’s the point of creating such a traumatic wound without internal injuries?
At the last moment of his life, he said two words to Lang Mao San with envy on his face.
"Congratulations."
Finally passed away suddenly.
Lang Mao San looked at his opponent's body lying quietly on the ground, feeling his heart surge.
It was hard to contain for a while.
There has never been a moment when he knew so clearly how great his progress was. His old opponent, who had always suffered losses every time, was almost effortlessly defeated by him this time.
And all this is because of the captain!
He understood very well what the two words congratulations the other party meant when he was about to die, and he also knew the weight of these two words.
He stood quietly for a while and said with emotion: "...good to go!"
On the other side of the Weiwo Orthodox Sect, looking at the ninth-grade master of the Saint who died in the battle, his eyes were calm with a hint of envy.
Bi Fangdong, took a few steps forward.
Looking at the body of this ninth-level holy master, he flew up and kicked it to pieces.
But when the kick reached halfway, he stopped it and slowly took it back again.
Seeing the faint calmness on the old man's corpse, Bi Fangdong lowered his head.
He leaned down and picked up the body.
Without saying a word, he turned around and left.
…
Fang Che went back with the body of Lang Mao 309.
Lang Ya and others were silently making an ice coffin from the black ice outside.
"He could have been immortal!"
Fang Che still feels aggrieved.
"Boss, your force is enough, your combat power is enough, your resourcefulness is enough, and your ruthlessness towards the enemy is enough."
Wolf Eyes stood aside and hesitated for a long time before saying: "But being cruel to one's own people is not enough. It's far from it!"
Fang Che was silent for a moment and said: "Do you need to be cruel to your own people...?"
"Need! More necessary than cruelty to the enemy!"
The wolf's eyes were heavy and he said: "Those in power must not have mercy. As the old saying goes, mercy cannot lead an army."
"Because the superior's compassion for his own people will cause more of his own people to die."
"A merciful general leads soldiers who may have the least complaints from his soldiers; a cruel general leads soldiers who may have a lot of complaints from his subordinates, but if these two armies meet and fight on a narrow road, those who are defeated and those who die will definitely be the same.
The soldiers of this compassionate general."
"Because soldiers are the most deadly weapons. We are soldiers, and what soldiers face is death. What we face is the cruelest thing in the world. We don't need the kindness of generals, what we need is victory!"
"What we need is for each other to die!"
"No matter how harsh a general is, it is for the sake of victory. There will be deserters under a charitable general, but not under a cruel general."
"I know you are worried about the death of Three Hundred and Nine, but there is no need to do so."
"Because, this is his mission. His death today is also his mission. In fact, head, in a certain way, he died because of you."
Wolf Eyes said.
"Did I kill him?" Fang Che suddenly raised his head and stared.
"Yes. Because since you became the captain, you have been very good at home, and the war has gone smoothly, winning easily every time. This is not a good thing for us."
"If we send someone else to fight today, it's easy to win all five battles. However, that won't work. Blood and death will always be a weapon to alert our own team! We can't change you, so we can only use death to warn ourselves."
A wry smile appeared on Langyan's face: "I said a little too much. Maybe my words were not very appropriate, but the truth is this. Because this battlefield is different from other battlefields. This is the most cruel battlefield in the past and present!
There is no room for anything other than life and death!"
"I understand."
Fang Che nodded slowly.
He felt very heavy.
"After the sacrifice of Lang Mao 309, our Feng family's Xuan Bing heroic spirits have exactly one hundred. They can be sent out."
Wolf Eyes said.
Fang Che turned his head and looked at the stone door wrapped in black ice, where three bowls of wine and three sticks of incense were placed at the door every time he drank.
Even if it is spiritual wine that increases one's cultivation, as long as it is placed there, no one will touch it!
It's always been there.
Until the next drinking session comes, replace it with new wine and light three new sticks of incense.
Because inside, there are ninety-nine ice coffins, lying quietly.
Waiting to return to his hometown cemetery and rest in the arms of his ancestors.
"This is enough for one hundred..."
Fang Che sighed sadly, not knowing what he felt in his heart.
"This is all the information about Wolf Hair 309."
Wolf Eyes handed out a piece of paper.
Fang Che took it silently.
Langyan lowered his head, remained silent for a moment, and said: "Three hundred and nine, he is my son. His name is Feng Changzhong. I gave it to him."
After saying this, Wolf Eyes lowered his head and backed away.
Fang Che couldn't see his face and couldn't be sure whether there were tears on his face.