The masters of the Nine Nether Sect didn't quite understand what the front line meant for a while. In their previous battles, they had never distinguished between the front line and the back line.
In the past, when they still had flying boats, both sides would send their masters behind the other side, whether it was harassment, sneak attacks, or attacks.
At that time, they would not have thought that one day, there would be a clear line separating them from the enemy.
The defense tactics of the Eilanhir Empire are completely different. Not only the infantry on the front line, but also the tanks and armored vehicles, including the artillery, anti-aircraft artillery units, anti-aircraft missile units, and fighter units behind them, all try their best to block the enemy in one line.
Basic tactics beyond.
As for bombers and long-range missiles, they are nothing more than a way to cross the line and find ways to attack the enemy.
But not knowing is one thing, and whether he can roughly understand it is another matter. The fat man from the Jiuyou Sect heard some clues, looked at Ma Wen, who had always seemed transparent, and said: "You
Does it mean that you have been fighting against the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect?"
"It's not all the time, probably, it's been almost twenty days." Marvin thought for a while and answered.
"We have only been fighting for twenty days? Hahaha! The eight thousand swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Shen Sect have already exhausted you, right? Your world is quite vast, and it is not easy for you to persist for such a long time."
"Is it not easy? Persistence? Tired of running around? I think you may have made something wrong." Marvin looked at the other party, his eyes full of smiles: "In the past twenty days, the Tianjian Shenzong has sent reinforcements here probably three times.
, and it is obvious that they are the party that has suffered greater losses."
"Huh?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then he asked in disbelief: "They sent reinforcements three times? How can you actually fight against 30,000 swordsmen? Can you still hold on for so long?"
The reinforcements he expected were three sword peaks and about 30,000 swordsmen. Because this was already a terrifying force that some worlds could not even imagine.
"Thirty thousand people? Hahaha!" Marvin was amused by the opponent's naivety. After he laughed, he said: "We have destroyed at least 30 sword peaks of the opponent. The troops of the Tianjian Shenzong have probably been destroyed.
More than 200,000 people were wiped out!"
"Cough...cough cough cough!" This time it was the fat man's turn to cough non-stop. As he coughed, he pointed at Marvin. In his opinion, bragging is not the way to go. If someone could do it in 20 days,
If 200,000 swordsmen were annihilated, the Sword God Sect would be defeated that day.
He has been in exile for so long and has been hunted for so long. Isn't it a waste of time and self-amusement?
What made his faith collapse even more was that on the way to pursue the great road, he once thought that sword cultivation was the most powerful truth.
He has been walking on this road all these years and has taken it as his belief and persistence. He has never thought of giving up because he firmly believes that everything is correct and right!
But now, if someone really proves that everything he chose is wrong, the great path may not be to practice flying swords to become a sword immortal, and practicing flying swords does not mean to be invincible in this world...
This is tantamount to telling a group of capitalists that their capitalism is actually rubbish, wrong, and has no way out. They will probably go crazy, destroy the truth at all costs, and persist in their own bigotry.
The female swordsman standing there seemed to want to see with her own eyes what the so-called powerful existence that crushed the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect looked like.
However, because the great elder didn't seem to be in good condition, so even though she wanted to go out and have a look, she kept suppressing her thoughts and stayed by the great elder's side.
The first elder grabbed the arm of the second elder who was supporting him and said to the old woman: "Second elder... I will ask you to take care of everyone from now on."
He coughed for a while, and then continued to give instructions: "The difficulties at hand are only temporary. This world is enough for us to recuperate... There is no need to run around, and there is no need to risk one's life to fight..."
Because his vitality had been consumed a lot, it was very difficult and slow for him to speak. However, the beautiful female swordsman standing and the second elder supporting the elder still listened carefully, for fear of missing any words.
"You have to take good care of the Saint... She has a strong temper... She is easy to be serious... Don't let her take risks, she, she is our hope!" After he said this, he looked at the fat man beside him: "Three
Elder, this time...this time you can eat as much as you want...there are countless delicious foods here..."
The fat man who was the third elder had just choked and coughed for a long time, and he had just recovered at this time.
Hearing what the first elder said, the third elder looked sad, waved his hand and said: "Although I am greedy, I can also distinguish between the serious and the important... Now that your old injuries are out of control and your vitality has been exhausted... Don't talk about this anymore.
."
Although it was difficult, he still persisted and finished what he said: "Wait until I finish speaking! Then use the remaining life force to unite the two of you, activate the formation, and summon the fellow disciples over..."
Ma Wen listened on the sidelines and felt that if it were paired with the erhu, a traditional musical instrument in the divine realm, the effect might be even better.
It's simply more verbose than those boring TV shows where the protagonist holds a dying beauty in his arms.
So he coughed again and wanted to interrupt the conversation between several people, but found that the other party was obviously too deeply involved in the drama and had reached the state of being distracted.
"I said... that." He had to raise his voice a little, and said to the few Jiuyou Sect masters who were intoxicated in the touching atmosphere: "Actually..."
"The Great Elder is for us...really...really..." Over there, the Second Elder was already in tears, holding the First Elder in tears.
The beautiful female swordsman who was already holding back her tears was choked with sobs at this moment. And the fat man who looked heartless was silent at this moment, and his expression was extremely ugly.
"I said...have you been moved enough?" Marvin had to say: "I'm really sorry to interrupt everyone's emotions, but I really want to tell you...the death of the body is very important to the Eilanhill Empire.
, does not mean death...Although we cannot continue our lives yet, we can preserve our souls."
"The internal affairs of our Jiuyou Sect... why are you interrupting..." The second elder raised his head in displeasure and looked at Marvin angrily. However, after he had finished speaking, he could no longer continue. His tone became higher and changed.
It became an incredible question: "What did you just say?"