As the battle reports from all parties came in, Xiang Chen's expression immediately became solemn. The third army of the ten legions had been completely wiped out. The other eight legions, except for his own, had all suffered fierce attacks and suffered huge losses.
Xiang Chen immediately contacted Elder Zixuan, but there was no response from Elder Zixuan.
Elder Zixuan's side had been entangled by two powerful men in the enemy's main god realm. He was beaten to the point where he could only parry and had no ability to fight back.
"Based on the battle situation, the approximate strength of the people who attacked us is about twice that of the strong ones. That's the case here. Then the situation of the other major armies will definitely not be good. I finally understand that this is the opponent's
The ultimate move is that the people in the Eastern Border Defense District and the Southeast Border Defense District are the opponent's means of attacking in the east and attacking in the west, dividing our forces. This is the ultimate move."
Xiang Chen's eyes were cold. Once these large armies were wiped out, there would be no force within the Zhengyang Divine Realm that could resist the opponent's army. The opponent would be able to drive straight in and attack Zhengyang Shenzong directly, and the enemy troops at the border would inevitably
They will cooperate with the containment and mobilize the troops in the past, leaving Zhengyang Shenzong in an isolated and helpless situation.
Once the Zhengyang Divine Sect is defeated, it is equivalent to being defeated by the general, and the Zhengyang Divine Realm is equivalent to falling. This is the same as the capital being captured.
"The whole army listens to the order, don't pursue the poor enemy!" Xiang Chen immediately ordered his troops, and this order was directly conveyed to the commanding generals of the master regiments and companies under his command.
The soldiers of the Moruo Army who were chasing the defeated enemy immediately stopped their pursuit, and then quickly regrouped under the command of their respective generals.
Their battle command model is that Xiang Chen can directly convey his orders to the team leaders and company captains, and then their team leaders and company captains will accurately give orders to every soldier.
The Mo Luo army quickly assembled, and Xiang Chen said: "Evacuate here immediately, we can't stay here anymore, go support the First Army."
After issuing this order, Xiang Chen directly ordered the generals of other armies: "Each army will immediately organize a breakout. Kill as many people as you can break through. Give up the position and the Misty Wind Star Realm. The enemy's target is the sect. The troops must withdraw."
Then, within two hours, we immediately rushed to the Dongxue Star Realm to assemble, and the First Army broke out towards my position, and I will come to support them."
"First Army obeys orders!"
"Second Army, obey orders!"
"Fifth Army obeys orders!"
"The Eighth Army is listening to orders——"
"The Seventh Army is requesting support."
"I'm sorry that the Third Army cannot obey the order. I can no longer withdraw. My colleagues, if you have the chance, help me avenge this."
On the Third Army position, Dai Yu looked at the warships that were densely surrounding him. There were more than a dozen God Emperors, two God Emperors, and hundreds of God Lords. It was impossible for him to kill such a lineup.
The enemy general said indifferently: "General Dai Yu of the Third Army of the Ninth Group Army, you have no chance. Give up the resistance, abandon the dark side and surrender to my Xuanbing Divine Realm. Your glory and wealth are indispensable."
Dai Yu sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about, my son, my brother was just killed by your people, and you asked me to take refuge with you, when you think that I, the general of the Zhengyang Shenzong, have weak bones, and that I am a bastard of the Xuanbing Divine Realm.
Let’s go to purgatory together.”
After saying that, he laughed crazily and turned into a golden light and rushed towards the enemy general. The inner universe in his body began to explode, collapse and undergo nuclear fission.
"No, he's going to blow himself up, retreat!"
The opponent's face changed greatly, and then he ran away in fear. The strong men around him were also frightened and ran for their lives.
boom--!
A huge golden explosive mushroom cloud was born, and then instantly spread over a range of more than 10,000 kilometers. Anyone who could not escape the range in an instant was annihilated by flying ashes.
The self-destruction power of the powerful God Emperor is so terrifying. If it were in the low energy space plane of the mortal world, the explosion would be enough to shatter tens of millions of miles of void.
And Dai Yu's soul also turned into nothingness in an instant, and his soul disappeared without the possibility of rebirth. That consciousness will fall into purgatory, never to be reincarnated and suffer forever.
For things like self-destruction, unless the hatred is too great, generally no god would dare to self-destruct. Then it would not only be a matter of death, but also a matter of consciousness being forever barred from reincarnation and falling into purgatory to suffer.
Once Dai Yu died, the Third Army was truly wiped out.
The situation of the other legions was not that good either. After receiving Xiang Chen's order, they all began to abandon their defensive positions and began to break out. The price was also very high. In the end, only twenty-three out of ten were able to break through.
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Xiang Chen took the troops of the Mo Luo Army to support the nearest First Army, Sun Qing's troops.
When Xiang Chen's men arrived, Sun Qing's men had already lost more than half, and they broke out to attack them. The pursuers behind them were constantly chasing them, and both sides were fighting and escaping.
After Xiang Chen's men arrived, Sun Qing's remaining eight thousand people were overjoyed.
"You retreat to the assembly point. You must arrive within two hours. They will be handed over to us."
Xiang Chen led his troops to kill him and at the same time issued an order to Sun Qing.
Sun Qing hesitated for a moment, then led his troops to evacuate to the place Tang Yu said.
Xiang Chen's men did not join forces with the opponent, but directly attacked the more than 30,000 soldiers who were chasing them.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities, and you dare to come here to die and kill them." The general in charge of the pursuit sneered.
However, he stopped laughing immediately. When the seventeen or eight thousand demon werewolves on the opposite side roared and formed a formation to kill, their momentum immediately changed.
As soon as the troops from both sides came into contact with each other, the battle formations in the front row clashed with each other. The troops in the front row of Xuanbing Divine Realm immediately collapsed, and the battle formation was beaten to pieces.
These more than 10,000 Moluo troops were like a torrent of steel hitting the mudslide, and the mudslide was directly shattered by the impact.
The commander at the rear was horrified when he saw this scene. He watched in disbelief as the enemy's men and horses were pushed over like bulldozers, scattering the men and horses in front of him, colliding and exploding, and eroding them every inch of the way.
"Which army is this? How can it be so strong?"
"Steady, hold fast, don't retreat, hold on!"
The Xuan Bing general shouted angrily, but his people simply could not withstand the pace of more than 10,000 Mo Luo troops. It was a crushing force in terms of strength and battle formation.
After the more than 10,000 people in front of Xuanbing Divine Realm were scattered, the people behind them retreated one after another, and no one dared to attack.
Xiang Chen stepped on the shoulders of the Scarlet Moon Wolf King and ordered the entire army to stop attacking. He looked sarcastically at the men and horses who did not dare to attack, and said coldly: "A bunch of trash."
Only then did he calmly turn around and evacuate with more than 10,000 Mara troops.
The 20,000 to 30,000 men who had reunited on the other side all looked ugly, and there were many people who had just been defeated, with lingering fear in their hearts, watching the violent army march away.