The sudden dispersion of the fog and the sudden light in front of them made Han Sui's cavalry and Han Sui, who had just prepared to use their spiritual power to cover the camp to collect intelligence, be stunned and murmured three words.
A hint of excitement immediately arose in their hearts, and just when they were about to react, their eyes suddenly darkened at the same time.
In an instant, a violent gust of wind roared, rolling up flying sand and rocks all over the sky and rushing towards a group of Han Sui's cavalry. The camp, which had just been lit up, instantly became dim again.
"That's it!" Guo Jia, whose face became even paler, looked at the dark camp through his mental power. The brilliant light in his clear eyes became brighter and brighter. Looking at the torches used for lighting in the camp, his thoughts turned, and the strong wind instantly
This little bit of fire was the source, which quickly ignited the entire camp, and quickly rushed towards Han Sui's army, which was already in complete chaos.
In a moment, the flames filled the entire world.
With the help of the strong wind, the blazing flames expanded his claws unscrupulously, trying to cover all places under his rule. The blazing flames rushed forward quickly, like the tongue of a giant flaming beast.
, every time it expands or contracts, a place will turn into ruins.
"Run! Run away!"
The wind helps the fire, and the fire borrows the power of the wind.
The morale of Han Sui's cavalry, which had been devastated by the successive changes, was in chaos. Looking at the changing sky in front of them, the fear in their hearts began to spread without boundaries, swallowing them up in a moment, and issued a
After bursts of roaring, they no longer paid attention to the so-called military orders, turned around one by one, and began to flee crazily.
However, the strong wind under Guo Jia's control did not want to let them go. The furious wind was wrapped in flames, like flaming mad cows all over the sky, following closely behind Han Sui's cavalry, devouring their bodies unscrupulously.
life.
"Han Wenyue, come on, let Jia see what you can do!" Guo Jia calmly looked at the soaring flames that were carried by the strong wind, murmuring to himself, otherwise he would have a feeling that everything is under control.
.
Guo Jia had never felt so excited before. He was deeply intoxicated by the feeling of possessing the power of God and controlling the celestial phenomena in every move he made. Especially after he had an idea and lit up a small fire in the camp.
This storm of wind and fire easily defeated thousands of Han Sui's iron cavalry, which released the depression and pressure in his heart. At the same time, he also fell into a deeper obsession with his power to control the celestial phenomena.
Guo Jia has always been a proud person. Although he has always seemed to be lazy under Ying Zige and seems to be indifferent to many things, that is because he is always at the highest point of intelligence, even if he is Baili
Xi's presence did not make him feel any pressure, and he already maintained intellectual restraint and confidence.
However, this time when facing Han Sui, a "little counselor" who he had never cared about, Guo Jia felt unprecedented anger, shame and frustration.
Han Sui's plan made by various coincidences not only defeated Guo Jia's casual water attack plan, but also used the huge gamble of 80,000 troops to put Ying Zige and Guo Jia themselves into a siege of 15,000 elite troops.
in danger.
Guo Jia attributed all of this to himself, believing that it was his arrogance and his mistakes as a courtier and a military advisor that led to the current situation.
Therefore, from the moment Han Sui's army appeared outside the camp and Ying Zige left the camp to meet the enemy, he completely activated all his intelligence and became serious from the deepest part of his heart for the first time.
Planning, thinking, calculating, and finally using the all-out celestial level literary secret technique that would put great pressure on his body, it was all because Guo Jia wanted to make up for his mistakes and let Han Sui know that he had angered a super-class master.
The price of masterminding.
Of course, the ending is comfortable. It can even be said that Guo Jia has never felt so comfortable. Everything in front of him can be said to be the source of his comfort. He solved the crisis of Ying Zige, made up for his fault, and eliminated Han Sui.
The remaining army defeated Han Sui's plan, and all Han Sui's plans became a joke in the face of his absolute power.
The excited Guo Jia didn't realize that his massive amount of energy was rapidly flowing out like a balloon with a hole punctured by this middle-level secretary.
After just a moment of use, his appearance was reduced to a tenth level. In line with this, his face had completely lost all color, and was extremely pale and even had a hint of darkness.
"That's enough! Fengxiao, stop it quickly!" Ying Zige had just opened the tent and stepped in to see Guo Jia's poor state. He quickly stepped forward, with a hint of mental shock in his majestic voice, instantly shaking Guo Jia's mind.
Jia woke up from that state of being in control of everything.
"Lord!" Guo Jia, who had woken up, sat down on the ground and recalled everything just now. His face, which had been consumed a lot of mental energy, became even more pale. "It feels so scary!"
"Fengxiao, how are you feeling?" Although Ying Zige didn't know what happened to Guo Jia just now, he could feel that Guo Jia was in the same state as him at this time, which was not too good, so he hurriedly stepped forward.
asked with concern.
"Let the lord worry about it. Jia is fine. It's just the first time he used the secret technique with all his strength. He didn't control the power and suffered some backlash. Fortunately, the lord came in in time and woke up Jia. His current weakness is just mental strength.
After a lot of wear and tear, you can naturally recover after a period of rest!" Shaking his head, Guo Jia looked at Ying Zige, who was also covered in blood and his face was pale, "My lord, are you okay?"
"It's okay!" Nodding, Ying Zige looked at Guo Jia who was looking at him with the same concern and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm just a little exhausted. Han Sui can't hurt Gu!"
The two of them looked at each other, looking at each other in the same embarrassment, and suddenly burst into laughter at the same time, all in silence.
"I think the old thief Han must have escaped. Although I stopped my secret technique, the remaining natural wind and fire are enough for them to bear. What's more, Han Sui's army has lost their courage and is not worried!" The laughter stopped,
Guo Jia looked across the tent in the direction of the front camp and the camp gate, and said to Ying Zige beside him.
"Fengxiao, if it is not necessary in the future, it is better not to use your secret skills!" Ying Zige, who was also looking into the distance, did not answer, but instead spoke to Guo Jia with concern.
"My lord, do you think that after this battle, there will be another chance for us to fall into this situation?" Guo Jia smiled slightly and looked at Ying Zige and asked calmly, his words full of determination and confidence.
