This is what the human race does in the Netherworld, and this method seems to have been invented by Chen Taizhong.
First find a place to be your base camp, then set up various temporary strongholds around it, consolidate it, and then slowly expand outward.
Therefore, the order of Blood Sand Marquis can be considered prudent.
"The method is good, but... the manpower seems to be a bit insufficient," Yang Zhenren raised an objection cautiously, "There are insufficient manpower, and it is a bit reluctant to have an additional defense point to cope with it."
"You wish others could shrink into a pile," a junior immortal scolded him unceremoniously, "It's okay that you are a coward and afraid of death. Don't think that everyone is like you."
This person is the new captain of the army. He has an outspoken temper and only has blood in his eyes. Even if the opponent is an intermediate Jade Immortal, he still dares to make sarcastic remarks - I have disliked you for a long time.
Anyway, with Xue Shahou beside him, he didn't believe that the other party would dare to do anything to him.
"Ant, do you want to die?" Yang Zhenren's eyes narrowed and he spoke in a sinister voice. He was immediately furious when someone told him what he was thinking. He didn't like people saying that he was afraid of death.
The first-level immortal scratched his neck and said with a sneer, "Will you try to move me?"
In addition to the support of the Blood Sand Marquis, he also has dozens of soldiers under his command, but he doesn't believe that the other party dares to take action.
Yang Zhenren glanced at Xuesha Hou indifferently, "If I remember correctly, Lord Hou has always wanted to know what my magical power is, right?"
"Well," Xueshahou nodded expressionlessly. At this time, of course he has to support his subordinates. Could it be, do you think I really believe your lies? "My subordinates are not sensible. You can just teach them a lesson."
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"A lesson. A difference between life and death," Yang Zhenren smiled slightly and replied disapprovingly.
The next moment, without any movement from him, Tianxian's body was shaken. A trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell to the ground without breathing.
Master Yang glanced at him as if nothing had happened, "Anyone who offends the superiors will be punished... If you don't even believe that I have magical powers, who will die if you don't?"
This was a slap in the face to the Blood Sand Marquis. But he had already thought about it. The worst he could do would be for both sides to fall out, so he didn't mind using an immortal to establish his authority - I really can kill people without being seen.
of supernatural powers.
Don't be afraid even if he falls out, he can leave openly.
Like the Blood Sand Marquis, he did not think that once the immediate crisis was alleviated, he would really be able to rest easy. Chen Taizhong seemed to intend to let the soldiers in, otherwise how could so many soldiers be allowed to enter easily?
From what he knew, Chen Taizhong had a small bell that, once sacrificed, could emit fatal sound attacks - it was said that the Marquis's main court was destroyed only after being continuously bombarded by the small bell.
When the reinforcements arrived, during the five days and five nights of fighting, Chen Taizhong was not seen sacrificing the small bell. You must know that it is a powerful weapon for group attacks, how could he not use it?
There are many soldiers, but against this kind of group attack weapon...is it useful?
He was very sure that the Marquis of Blood Sand also knew about this spiritual treasure, but he had never heard the Marquis mention it. Could this be a coincidence?
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of soldiers started making noises. One after another, their swords were unsheathed and they wanted to go forward and chop him into pieces.
This is the captain's subordinate. His boss died, not at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of his own people. Who can bear this feeling?
These arrogant soldiers are used to being arrogant - even if you are a real person, so what?
Xue Shahou also trembled in his heart, thinking that this magical power was really weird, but now was not the time to care about it, so he spoke calmly, "My subordinate is rude, I'm sorry, Master Yang, don't worry about it... please..."
Move to the martial arts training ground."
Except for the three defense points, the four real people and the warriors were originally together. Now he invites the other party to the vicinity of the martial arts training ground, which can be regarded as a clear distinction.
The martial arts training ground is about three miles away from where everyone gathers. To real people, this distance is like nothing, but it is meant to mark the camp after all. Besides, with the speed of Chen Taizhong's sword, the range of three miles... is almost
enough.
The majesty of the Blood Sand Marquis was not given in vain. Although many of the soldiers below were unconvinced, since the Marquis said so, what else could anyone say?
Master Yang didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to, so he looked at him in surprise. Thinking that he had achieved his goal of establishing his authority, he said no more.
The resentment in Xueshahou's heart has reached the extreme. If he hadn't thought that he was unable to offend the left prime minister, he would have cut this disgusting thing into thousands of pieces - how dare you kill my descendant of the blood camp?
However, resentment is resentment, and what needs to be done is still done. Next, he sent two real people and three teams of soldiers to build a defensive formation outside the south gate.
The strength of the two real men was a bit weak, but the three groups of soldiers already accounted for more than half of the soldiers he had on hand. Coupled with the fire support from the martial arts training ground and the Marquis's own court, they should be able to fight Chen Taizhong.
With this buffer time, the other two real people had enough time to react.
"Do you use poison?" Five miles away, Chunliang was lying in a bush and asked in a low voice.
"It can't be used. The opponent has a master of poison." A voice came from the air, but Chen Taizhong had become invisible. "But there are a few more soldiers, so your sea of fire will work, plus my little gray bell..."
He has never used the Little Gray Bell and even put the opponent's soldiers in. He really has some ideas.
My brother came to the Northern Territory not only to take revenge, but also to show off his fighting power, so that people from the Haoran Sect and the Nether World Market can see how terrifying my brother's fighting power is.
But before he could finish his words, Chunliang opened his mouth, and a sea of fire that had been building up for a long time spurted out.
Qilin Zhenhuo is really too powerful, especially since the two of them are not surrounded by the battle formation, but attack from the outside inward.
These soldiers are on guard, but the strength of the battle formation lies within. Those trapped in the battle formation will have a hard time escaping. However, against attacks from the outside, the power of the battle formation will be greatly reduced.
Of course, even if it drops, it won't be to a certain extent. It's still much better than the mob.
Chunliang's fire sea had not shown its power for a long time. When he heard this, he spat out without hesitation - two hundred soldiers in formation, using Qilin Arms, the tactics were wrong.
"Why are you..." Chen Taizhong felt a little dizzy. I haven't finished speaking yet. If you complain now, you will scare off the snake. Do you understand?
But now that the matter was over, it was useless to say anything. He had to use his long sword and cut it down with one blow.
He had been hiding his clumsiness, firstly to lower the opponent's vigilance, and secondly, to give the opponent a hard blow to scare others. Seeing that Chunliang had attacked early, he no longer used the Little Gray Bell, but instead used the
Cut it off with a long knife.
To put it bluntly, he wanted to keep all the Blood Sand Hou's strength in the Blood Sand Castle. The current wrangling process was just a show to attract more of the Blood Sand Hou's strength.
Thinking about the Zheng family, when the Lingxian and Tianxian were gradually dispatched to chase him, the gap was really big. Now that he has the strength to take revenge, of course he also needs the other party to experience the feeling of "I am a swordsman and I am a fish and meat".
Slowly wear down your opponent.
If you don't do this, you won't be impressed.
Therefore, it was obviously more cost-effective to use Xiao Hui Zhongyin's attack, but he chose not to do so and wanted to kill Wu Nian with a sword.
To put it bluntly, Wu Nian's intimidating power is much greater than that of Little Gray Bell, at least in the minds of most people, this is the impression.
But only Chen Taizhong knows that although Wu Nian is brave, but if it is really more lethal than a group, Xiao Hui Zhong's sound attack is much higher than the sword skill.
The two real people accompanying the team were well prepared. The two sides had gone through many such fights in the past few days. When they saw the long knife appearing out of thin air, one of the real people pulled out a sledgehammer first and faced it.
This person did not use a sledgehammer, but the sledgehammer was an intermediate-level spiritual treasure that could withstand the power of Chen Taizhong's sword. At the same time, his body quickly retreated.
Immediately afterwards, a white light hit him heavily from a place seven or eight miles behind him.
The real person behind him also came forward, intending to catch the opponent's long sword in time when his companions were defeated and the white light was ineffective, and at the same time, he was careful about the little unicorn.
The distance between the white light and the giant hammer is extremely small, only about two or three feet. It is really dangerous. If you are not careful, this real person will be injured by your own sharp weapon.
But after these few days of cooperation, the cooperation between the real people and our own war weapons has reached a level of tacit understanding. Of course, this is also forced. Otherwise, there is no way to stop the elusive Chen Taizhong.
However, this time, the cooperation of Bai Ling failed in the past. The huge long knife slashed down hard, directly cutting the mid-level Ling Bao's sledgehammer into two pieces. The real person behind the sledgehammer was dumbfounded - what is this long knife?
Have you ever been so sharp?
This sledgehammer was not only an offensive weapon, but also a defensive tool. He originally wanted to use the thickness and strength of the sledgehammer to block the edge of the knife, and he could control it while retreating.
Seeing that the situation was critical, this man was indeed a real person. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fled away.
Not to mention that real people are really difficult to kill, and if they have the idea of fighting guerrillas and do not confront them head-on, even Chen Taizhong, a super powerful master, will often fail to achieve their tactical goals.
Take the middle-level real person Yu Baochu who was killed by Xiao Qilin a while ago as an example. If Zhenren Yu was not in a hurry to rescue the Blood Sand Castle and chose to carry Xiao Qilin hard, Chunliang might not be able to defeat Zhenren Yu with the cooperation of ten soldiers.
I can't afford to be seriously injured.
This real person was much smarter. In fact, he was very aware of Chen Taizhong's lethality. Seeing that the opponent's combat power had improved, he chose Blood Escape without even thinking about it.
He was even worried that his blood escape would be locked by the opponent's Wu Nian sword, and he would not be able to escape far.
However, Chen Taizhong obviously had no interest in chasing him. Instead, he turned his sword and slashed hard at the second real person. At the same time, he spit out white light and hit the soldiers' battle formation hard, "Hey!" (To be continued)