An extremely fierce and cruel aerial battle is going on.
On one of the few sunny days every month, feathers fly down, bright red splashes, the sky turns green, and the scorching sun stains blood.
The giant birds are fighting each other, their claws and fangs are out. They are from the same root, but at this time they are afraid of fighting each other.
In the midst of fighting and fighting, the commanders of both sides of the air combat were facing each other.
"Chief Fengniao, it's really strange. In the past, you always sat on the mountain and watched the fight between tigers. Why are you so impatient to enter the scene in person this time? Could it be that with your wisdom, you still can't see that the final winner can only be us?"
A deformed crow with three legs spoke distantly to the other side.
Opposite is a giant bird with four wings, big at the top and small at the bottom. It is golden and brilliant, and has a bit of the charm of a mythical phoenix.
"We aliens need a battle to truly become a nation, a truly intelligent race, rather than a group of beasts with only the instinct to eat and drink," Fengniao said calmly, "The future you advocate is not what we want.
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"Stupid guy, shadow does not mean destruction. We will leave enough living space for you high-level people. Even if you win for a while, when the Battle of the Sun is over and the Shadow Supreme comes with great power, all your current efforts will be in vain.
!" The three-legged crow mocked.
"If you had said this before, we would have only shivered, but it is different now. The shadow does not cover everything. We also have the support of other particles. Your threats are useless!" Fengniao shot back.
"Hmph, you put on a righteous and awe-inspiring look. Do you think we don't know what kind of person you are? You talk nice, but in fact it's for your own power and position. No one is a fool and will not be deceived by you.
The only ones who are fooling are those useless wastes with no power. For the strong, living in the present is the most important. Only by living can you see the future." The three-legged crow began to change its strategy and started talking to the mid-to-high-level exotic birds around it.
offensive.
Fengniao was slightly startled. Looking around, he felt that on the surrounding battlefield, the battle rhythm of many of his own exotic birds had slowed down.
In fact, since the two days of the war, it has already discovered a common phenomenon.
That is, the thunder is loud and the raindrops are light. It seems that the battle is dripping with blood and the sky is full of feathers. In fact, very few opponents are actually killed. Most of them are injured and then flee the battlefield.
This is the real combat situation of mid-to-high-level practitioners.
These subordinates are not like ordinary soldiers who cannot survive apart from the collective; they can survive individually, and when a single soldier has strong power, they will instinctively consider their own safety first.
If it were not intimidated by its powerful power of level 8, it believed that these subordinates would never gather together, obey its orders, and fight the enemy, and would have dispersed long ago.
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the core basis of the law of the jungle. Because those who did the opposite were all extinct...
Therefore, a battle based on force deterrence is a serious conflict. These subordinates only need to avoid being discovered and punished by it. As for the outcome of the battle, they do not care.
As for the future it talks about and the benefits it promises, they are not as important as life.
Fengniao hated this phenomenon very much. Damn you guys, the battle that was supposed to be finished in one day was delayed until now.
Why don't you fight to the death for me?
Why don't you have the courage to sacrifice yourself?
Do I have to enforce military law?
The problem is that although military law is useful, it is a double-edged sword. It is very likely that when the next summons is called, many exotic birds will choose to hide and refuse to be summoned.
After all, the earth is so big, it doesn’t have the energy to sweep over them one by one. The other party can just find a valley or forest to hide and live.
So it had no choice but to ask the other two giant bird leaders: "These guys are not fighting to the death. If this continues, I am afraid that even if we fight for a month, we will not be able to eliminate those air opponents governed by the shadows. What can you do?"
The white-headed seagull analyzed: "I have studied human military science. They have no faith. In essence, they are just strong men driven to the battlefield by us. They are intimidated by our individual force and are forced to fight. Just like those in human history.
The most unmotivated ones summon peasants and soldiers at short notice, put their lives first, fish for fish and perfunctory their superiors, these are the skills they must learn."
"I asked about the solution, not the reason." Fengniao was a little angry.
"There must be brave men under heavy rewards. If you give them more training resources and promotion opportunities, I believe many people will be willing to fight to the death." Bald Seagull suggested.
"Is there any way without spending money?" Fengniao asked again.
If it is willing to spend money, does it still need to ask questions? Doesn't it know that as long as it is given the opportunity for promotion, there will definitely be many subordinates willing to fight to the death.
Because only by promotion can we live a better life. For a chance of promotion, many exotic birds are willing to take risks.
For aliens, the difference between low-level and high-level is too great. The former is the latter's backup dry food. The aliens who follow the laws of the jungle understand this all too well.
Level 6 means that level 5 is stronger, and level 5 is stronger than levels 3 and 4. When hunting, everyone gives priority to preying on weak monsters.
The two-headed white eagle suggested: "I know there is a technology to control particles, but that technology is controlled by the shadow side. It can drive monsters below level five to fight. The higher the level, the worse the effect."
"It's all in vain," Fengniao exhaled fiercely and said, "What a bunch of bastards. I've told them so many times and taken so many courses. They can only annihilate the enemy and knock down one after another."
Only an opponent can usher in the reign of our empty people. At that time, we can eat whatever we want, and whoever wants to be happy can be whoever we want. Why can't everyone listen to it?"
"Everything I said before was nice, but it was only on the battlefield that I leaked all the information. They are all a bunch of liars!"
Fengniao was furious and felt that his wisdom was not enough.
"Alas, there is no way," the white-headed seagull said with relief. "How to improve the morale of soldiers and their subjective initiative in combat is originally a difficult problem in human military science. For this reason, humans have accumulated thousands of years of experience and explored countless methods.
Soldiers composed of ordinary people are like this, let alone these middle-to-high-level practitioners? "
"I don't think the human side has any good ideas. Their mid-level and high-level cultivators always put self-preservation first when fighting. They often won't attack without an absolute advantage. Otherwise, how could there be so many fortresses on the earth?
"The two-headed sea eagle mocked.
"It seems that only by letting them know that they will not die can they dare to fight to the death." A light flashed in Fengniao's mind, "Well, I seem to have thought of a way, but it will take time to perfect it successfully..."
"What should we do now?"
"Right now, all we have to do is take the lead and lead the bodyguards on the field. If we delay any longer, all our opponents will be gone."