This million-strong army and tens of millions of monsters are indeed finished!
The reason why all the races near the Tianpeng Territory fled was because they received an order from King Gouchen. King Gouchen promised that these territories would be taken back for them and allowed them to evacuate first.
Thirty-eight races came with a million-strong army, and this was the army of Qingling's old tribe. The nearby races were indeed afraid, and immediately led the tribes to evacuate, handing over their territory.
Effortlessly, thirty-eight races occupied more than a dozen mountain territories. If they were satisfied with this, they would not be defeated so quickly. Each ethnic group in the dozen mountain territories would not be able to get enough. After repeated explorations, it was determined that the eastern
After the civil war between the various races in the domain, the thirty-eight races once again sent troops to expand.
result……
It was unexpectedly smooth. Wherever the army passed, all races fled and were defeated in one attack. The army easily occupied dozens of mountain territories again.
This time it was out of control. Even if the leaders of the big clans were a little suspicious, the clan leaders of the small clans were also jealous and continued to expand nearby, capturing hundreds of mountain leaders at once!
So many mountainous areas and such a large territory!
An army of one million people seems to be a lot, but as the territory becomes larger, it is dispersed instantly, and there are more places to defend. Tens of thousands here and hundreds of thousands there. Divided in this way, the number of troops in each place is no more than 100,000.
Two hundred thousand.
At this moment, a mysterious army suddenly attacked, easily breaking through the defenses on one side, rushing into the hinterland of the territory they occupied, and began to bloodbath the people of thirty-eight races.
This army is small in number, only one hundred thousand, but it is the most elite force. It is led by a pseudo-emperor-level strongman, the great elder of the Gouchen clan!
When all ethnic groups were shocked and rushed back for reinforcements, countless armies came from all directions and entangled their armies. The people of all ethnic groups were being slaughtered, so how could these armies have the heart to fight fiercely? Once the morale of the army was unstable, wait and see.
Theirs will be a rout...
Just like when they ambush the Eastern Region Allied Forces, once the army is defeated, the outcome waiting for them will be that they will be mercilessly captured and massacred.
When many soldiers fled back to the territories of various ethnic groups in embarrassment, they found corpses scattered all over the mountains and plains. All the tens of millions of people had been slaughtered, and the blood stained the earth red. The stench of the corpses made countless soldiers gag and make them kneel.
Weeping uncontrollably on the ground.
"Run away, run away quickly..."
A leader of a powerful clan yelled loudly, gathering the remaining troops and the defeated generals began to run away. The one hundred thousand troops of the Gouchen tribe appeared like demons, breaking up the army they had finally assembled, and the Gouchen tribe's army began to massacre them mercilessly.
The rout turned into a major rout, and all the surviving soldiers began to flee wildly, without a trace of fighting spirit. They ran for a while, and soon thought of a question, where were they going to escape? Where could they escape?
Lord Nine made it very clear that they would no longer be allies the moment they left. Even if they died in front of him, he would not even look at them!
At that time, these words sounded very ruthless, very cold-blooded, and very harsh. Only then did the fleeing clan leaders and sergeants realize that these words were true love.
The Nine Masters tried to use the most ruthless words to dispel their determination to come back, but they did not expect that they still stubbornly came back, and now they finally suffered the consequences.
"Go back, go back to Lord Nine, only he can save us. Even if he doesn't save us, we will die in the deserted land, repent to him, and warn all races!"
The leader of a powerful clan roared loudly, and all the fleeing sergeants' eyes lit up, as if they had found direction and hope, they began to flee crazily towards the desolate land.
The Gouchen tribe's army continued to pursue them, chasing them to the Tianpeng Territory, and then entered the desolate land. At this moment, there are only more than 100,000 of the million-strong army left. It is estimated that the bones of these more than 100,000 troops will be buried in the desolate land soon.
place.
"Run away, run away quickly, we have reached a deserted land!"
"Quick, quick, quick!"
"Escape..."
Countless roars sounded one after another, accompanied by screams and explosions behind them.
The densely packed army in the distance flew from the sky, like the god of death demanding life. Countless soldiers died every breath of time. In a few hours at most, these hundreds of thousands of troops would completely disappear from this world.
Ahead is a huge mountain. Bypassing this mountain and running five million miles ahead is the Devil's Abyss. However, it seems that the army cannot escape to the Devil's Abyss.
"Ding dong~~"
Just as the army fled under the mountain peak, a piano sound suddenly sounded. The sound of the piano was very melodious and melodious, as if it had a special magic power, causing all the fleeing troops to stop.
The voice came from the top of the mountain. After the voice sounded, a person appeared out of thin air on the top of the mountain. The man was dressed in white robes, with his eyes closed, and his expression was very intoxicated, as if he was silent in the wonderful music.
The chasing army tens of thousands of feet away quickly stopped attacking, and all their consciousness was locked on the man in white robes on the top of the mountain, and on his guqin.
"thump!"
There was a heavy sound of kneeling down, and the leader of a powerful clan knelt down on the ground with tears streaming down his face. He didn't say anything, he just prostrated on the ground and didn't care about the pursuers behind him.
"Thump, thump~~~"
Countless sounds of kneeling could be heard. The more than 100,000 troops actually didn't care about the pursuers behind them. They all knelt down and prostrated on the ground. Their eyes were full of tears, and their faces were full of self-blame, shame, pain, and... excitement!
"Master Nine?"
The eyes of the great elder of the Gouchen tribe were as cold as ice. The faces of countless powerful elders of the Gouchen tribe were solemn, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. As for the eyes of the low-level sergeants, they were all full of fear and hatred.
No one dares to move!
Although many spiritual senses swept through the area and did not detect any ambushing troops, in the hearts of the Gouchen clan elders and a group of strong men, these nine people alone are more terrifying than a million troops, or even... more terrifying than a million troops!
Solo on top of the mountain!
Under the high mountains, hundreds of thousands of troops knelt down and worshiped.
Tens of thousands of feet away, a hundred thousand troops stood silently, without any murderous intent.
Such a strange scene happened again. It is estimated that no one in the other realms of the Heavenly Demon Realm would believe it. Jiang Yi did not say anything, did not make any move, just closed his eyes and played intoxicatedly. No one in the kneeling army below dared to move.
The 100,000-strong army did not launch any attack.
After the song ended, Jiang Yi gently stroked the strings with his hands. His eyes finally opened. His eyes were extremely deep, passing through tens of thousands of feet of void, and locked on the great elder of the Gouchen clan. He said lightly
He said a sentence that resounded in the ears of all the demon clan: "You go back and tell King Gouchen that I will send troops in half a year to fight him to the death."
"withdraw--"
The elder King Gouchen hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, and the Gouchen army retreated neatly, turning into torrents of steel and disappearing into the distance.
In one sentence, he defeated an army of 100,000 men.
Jiang Yi didn't feel the slightest sense of accomplishment. He glanced at the faces of the defeated soldiers who were kneeling below, put away his guqin and floated away: "Don't kneel to me, kneel to your thousands of dead people!"
Hundreds of thousands of defeated soldiers hugged each other and cried, unable to make a sound...