[Thanks to the book friend for the suggestion. Let me talk about the breakthrough of weak points in war. But this weak point is not randomly selected, it must have strategic significance. Most situations in war are: tit for tat. Weakness is relative.
Take the Normandy landing in World War II as an example. Why did it have to be Normandy and not land close to Spain? Moreover, Germany was not defenseless in Normandy. The Allies suffered heavy casualties.
War is based on destroying the opponent’s vitality as the direction of attack!]
In the sky, Nascent Soul masters were fighting in a melee, and this time the Xiaoyao faction was determined to win.
On the ground, a large number of elite troops risked their lives to form formations. The masters in the sky were not afraid of death, and the elites on the ground also broke out.
Artillery shells continued to fall, and the foggy areas continued to be destroyed, but they would be repaired soon. The foggy area expanded rapidly, and gradually began to affect the sniper's position.
At this time, bows and arrows began to be shot out of the fog, and some snipers were killed by bows and arrows.
The war situation begins to change!
After all, cultivators are not soft persimmons and cannot fight back. After a period of suppression, the Xiaoyao Sect finally fought back.
Shrouded in mist, the legions of Qixia Kingdom lost their attack direction.
The masters of the Xiaoyao Sect wore jade plaques to avoid the fog formation, and the soldiers who arranged the formation stood at the center of the formation and were not affected.
After all, this is a formation, not a real fog, but it still has the effect of fog. The Nascent Soul masters of Xuanzhen Sect have to retreat again and again, not daring to let the fog cover them. This situation is not optimistic.
From behind, Gu Xingdong saw the situation and snorted coldly, "The other party made a good calculation and finally understood the other party's plan."
Nangong Zhi frowned a little, "Is there any way to deal with it?"
Suddenly many people looked at Gu Xingdong. Gu Xingdong's recent performance was very outstanding, and after everyone enjoyed the power of the artillery, they all subconsciously wanted Gu Xingdong to solve this problem.
Gu Xingdong thought for a while and said: "I don't have much clue at the moment, but at least the other party has shown his willingness, which is relatively simple.
I have several speculations:
First, the opponent wants to use this method to confuse artillery attacks, etc., so as to facilitate the deployment of the large army.
So their next move should be to launch a general attack here.
Secondly, the Xiaoyao faction has suffered successive defeats. Whether it is from a military perspective or from the perspective of the Xiaoyao faction, they urgently need a victory. A tangible and honorable victory.
Therefore, they want to fight a local decisive battle here!
With the above two guesses, I think the initiative is still in our hands."
Nangong Zhi nodded slowly. He gradually regained his composure. Looking at the battlefield ahead, Nangong Zhi made a rational decision, "The opponent is well prepared. It would be unreasonable for us to fight hard. Therefore, I decided to withdraw the battle line."
.I can’t believe they have so many formations and spiritual stones to waste.
The opponent is eager to fight now and is fully prepared. If we fight now, we will definitely suffer heavy losses.
My suggestion is to retreat temporarily and leave the position here to them.
Then, we started harassing tactics. Our artillery has an effective range of up to 40 kilometers, and the maximum inaccurate range can reach more than fifty kilometers. It is completely capable of long-range attacks. Continuous and uninterrupted attacks will exhaust the opponent's morale.
Wait until the opponent's morale declines again before we attack again!"
Everyone nodded. Avoiding the enemy's sharp edges and knowing how to give in are essential qualities of a mature commander. There is no need to collide with the enemy at his peak.
A wise commander would never let his soldiers fight for every inch of land unless necessary. Especially in this situation.
Now Xiaoyao's troops are eager to fight, but we refuse to fight. It will take you three to five days, harass you for another three to five days, and then we will fight again!
The army began to retreat, and the Xuanzhen sect's coalition forces, which had been in a victorious state, had high morale. Although they retreated, they did so in an orderly manner, covering each other.
The Xiaoyao faction wanted to pursue, but they couldn't set up the formation quickly enough, and they didn't dare rush out of the formation to pursue them. They could only watch the Xuanzhen sect's coalition forces retreat while talking and laughing.
It wasn't until the Xuanzhen Sect coalition forces could no longer see their shadows that Song Zhiyuan, the commander of Lingyun Kingdom, sighed, "The opponent... was more difficult to deal with than imagined, and they retreated so decisively!"
Xianyunzi suddenly appeared next to Song Zhiyuan and said with a smile: "No matter how you say it, it is a victory. We need to inform all the legions that we have forced back the Xuanzhen Sect coalition forces."
Song Zhiyuan smiled bitterly, "Senior, is it a little early? The other party is retreating on its own initiative, but we don't have the ability to pursue it."
Xianyunzi sighed: "I know it too. But, we really need a victory, even a small victory. If this continues, morale will be gone."
Song Zhiyuan thought for a while and finally nodded. Soon, news of the victory spread among the army, and the number of enemies killed was also announced, as well as the enemy's sniper rifles and other delivered weapons.
Sure enough, morale has improved a bit. At least everyone knows that the enemy can retreat, but he is beaten back.
But in the commander's temporary camp, Song Zhiyuan and others looked at the sniper rifle in front of them and felt the power of the sniper rifle.
Xianyunzi used magic to control the sniper rifle and fired a shot into the palm of his hand. The corners of his mouth twitched. He opened his palm and saw that a bullet had already penetrated halfway into his palm.
Xianyunzi, at least in the late stage of becoming a god, was injured even though he was prepared. What would happen if he was not prepared?
Everyone looked at Xian Yunzi, waiting for Xian Yunzi's explanation.
Xian Yunzi sighed, "Very powerful weapons, those at the Golden Core stage and below, are very dangerous. The Nascent Soul stage is okay; but if tempering is not enough, the Nascent Soul stage may also be injured. If it is during a duel,
It is also very dangerous to encounter such a sneak attack."
A general asked, "How many such weapons does the opponent have?"
"There are mountains and plains everywhere!" said a scout general. "There are dozens of people on almost every hilltop. A rough estimate is that there are at least three thousand people."
Xian Yunzi picked up the gun and looked at it for a while, tried it again, and finally sighed, "The operation is very simple, and the fastest rate of fire is about 12 bullets per minute. If actually used, it should be five to six times per minute.
Effective attacks. One person can output at least 300 effective attacks in one hour!"
When everyone heard this number, their expressions changed.
Song Zhiyuan's mouth went dry, "If this is the case, this thing's lethality is more powerful than artillery?!"
"I'm afraid so!" Xian Yunzi had to nod and admit that there was nothing he could do about it. In fact, Xian Yunzi had seen the situation on the battlefield with his own eyes. At that time, almost half of the first batch of elites who rushed to the front were scrapped in an instant! This way!
The precise shooting is as powerful as the artillery.
The power of artillery comes from shock, and often has psychological impact. It can be said to be the weapon of the God of War. But the sniper rifle is a pure killing weapon, the weapon of the God of Death! This is a weapon purely designed to kill!
Song Zhiyuan pondered for a while and said: "Let's discuss tomorrow first..."
"Boom!" A cannonball exploded next to the commander's camp, and the camp was blown open, interrupting Song Zhiyuan's words.
(I still have something to do today, so I won’t update until tonight.)