Chapter 403: The Weeping General is in high spirits
"Red hair, do you think I have a strong army and a strong horse?"
The general was mourning, high-spirited, with black wind blowing behind him, dark clouds rolling, and countless ghosts fighting and rolling around. Occasionally, he accidentally tore his companions into pieces, but in the blink of an eye, the air flow dispersed and he recovered as before.
This is a huge group of ghosts, far from comparable to the ghost disaster. The most common soldiers all start as evil ghosts, the evil ghosts are the small bosses, the old evil ghosts are the big bosses, and the fierce ghosts are the generals who command countless subordinates.
The mourning general is a well-deserved commander, with hundreds of thousands of ghosts under his command.
What is even more frightening is that these ghosts are not scattered soldiers, but are organized into large groups and organized into ranks. They are divided into levels based on their positions in the army, including pawns, elite soldiers, leaders, junior generals, and even generals.
Controlled at all levels, the ghosts have a strict hierarchy and are restrained by military law. Although there are many in number, there is a sense of order amid chaos.
The red-haired evil ghost looked at the endless sea of ghosts, nodded and said, "Weeping for the general's family fortune is not inferior to the just general."
"You are speaking tactfully. You know that my military strength is far greater than that of the just general, but you still speak for the Lord. Your loyalty is commendable."
General Justice's Fierce Ghost Alliance is basically a temporary ragtag group, and all it really controls is its 30,000 elite ghost soldiers.
The other fierce ghosts more or less have one or two elite soldiers, but they are each held in the palm of their hands, which is far inferior to the unified command of the mourning general.
The mourning general smiled and asked, "On your way back, did you really see that the thunder was declining?"
Before the red-haired evil ghost could speak, the messenger on the side rushed to answer, "My lord, it is indeed true, but even if the light comes back, the lethality is still huge. The messengers of General Justice are many, but they are involved in it and die without a burial place."
"It's a bad ghost after all. It's a pity."
The mourning general nodded and began to analyze.
"According to the information of my men, the Northwest Lower House and the Qingxu remnant party have joined forces to sweep the land with the Thunder Altar, covering the entire territory. This has lasted for more than two months, and the consumption has been massive."
"As the seasons change and the climate changes, the altar will be exhausted and the thunder will soon dissipate."
The mourning general waved his hand, "Where is the military advisor? Come and help me figure it out."
The red-haired ferocious ghost was shocked when he heard this, as well as the military counselor and the mourning general. This lineup is a perfect match!
Not long after, the 'strategist' arrived. He was tall, thin and elegant, but had a cold face and vicious eyes.
"I am a military advisor who once served as a servant to the Heavenly Master Shenji. I have learned a lot of skills in observing the stars and fortunes, and I can predict good and bad fortunes."
The mourning general said proudly, "The rice girl next to your general is nothing more than a country fool, and cannot be put on the stage."
The military advisor crossed his arms and said, "My lord, what do you want?"
The red-haired ferocious ghost looked at the military advisor, his thoughts racing in his mind, it was actually related to the Divine Master.
A divine master who specializes in divination and has the ability to predict the future and predict good and bad luck.
Even if this fierce ghost in front of him has only scratched the surface, he will become the biggest variable in this battle.
not good!
The red-haired evil ghost's thoughts are all controlled by Wang Fu. His body is thousands of miles away on the altar, but he can still clearly see everything happening in front of him.
The appearance of the military advisor made Wang Fu aware of the crisis. Could this plan fail?
"Do the math for me, are there any twists and turns in this battle?"
The mourning general said carelessly and looked at the military advisor quietly.
The military advisor nodded, took out a jade book from his arms, and began to calculate silently.
"This jade book is the legacy of Master Shen Ji. It's amazing."
Although he is a fierce ghost, he has great faith in the Divine Master, which shows the prestige of this name.
The red-haired evil ghost smiled reluctantly, but he made up his mind in his heart. If he could not interfere with the hidden secrets and exposed his plan, he could only turn the assassination into a violent attack.
However……
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
The red-haired ferocious ghost looked at it for a moment and then laughed dumbly. This military advisor is just a parallel import!
It’s not like Wang Fu has never seen ghosts who are proficient in ghosts, gods and gossip, such as the Twenty-Eight Lady, Bai Qilang, etc., and even more powerful ones are the blood ghost Tai Lao. These ghosts have real abilities and once interfered with Wang Fu’s divination.
He faced danger head on.
The military advisor who mourned the general and praised God turned out to be a fake.
The secret method of hiding secrets is used a little, and a false future is conveyed to him.
After a while...
The military advisor opened his eyes and raised his hands to the mourning general, "Congratulations, general, this trip will be a success."
The mourning general nodded with a smile and glanced meaningfully at the red-haired man.
Only the military advisor and him knew what immediate success meant.
General Weeping Mourning has strong soldiers and capable generals, and he also has ambitions. Qingxu Homeland is such a large piece of territory that he will never be allowed to share it with others.
Therefore, this time, we must not only wipe out the remaining members of the Qingxu Party and the Northwest House of Commons, but also kill the outsiders such as General Justice.
What the military advisor just calculated was the success rate of this plan.
The result made him very satisfied. Looking at the clueless expression of the red-haired fierce ghost, he was very proud.
However……
The heart of the red-haired evil ghost has been revealed for a long time. Wang Fu used the secret technique of hiding secrets to interfere with the strategist's calculations, and at the same time, he also understood the opponent's mind.
The intrigues among ghosts are more complex and cruel than among living people.
General Justice tried to take advantage of General Weeping, and this side was even more ruthless, wanting to catch them and the practitioners in one fell swoop to monopolize the profits.
"Red Hair, the military advisor has calculated that in half a month at most, the power of the altar will be exhausted and these practitioners will have no support. We will take the opportunity to send troops to catch them off guard."
The mourning general ordered, "Also, don't go back for now, serve under my command, and wait until you kill the cultivators and then join up with General Justice."
In fact, General Weeping's wishful thinking was to drive away the practitioners of the two sects so that both they and General Justice would suffer, so that he could reap the benefits.
As for the red hair, it is just an old and evil ghost, so I will keep it in my hands for the time being to avoid any further complications.
The red-haired evil ghost thought for a while, then cupped his hands and said, "The red-haired man will not disturb the general for the time being."
The mourning general laughed loudly and raised the mourning stick in his hand, "Look at my ghost soldiers, they are also rare treasures."
"This is the heart of a tree that has been gloomy for thousands of years. It has been soaked in the rotting water of the Yellow Spring, melting away the surface bark and trunk, and all the yin energy is gathered in the heart of this tree."
"When this thing comes out, it can collect thousands of hectares of thunder."
"I'm not going to hide it from you. Among the practitioners, that boy who is good at the thunder method has no time to cry when he encounters a mourning stick like me."
The red-haired evil ghost smiled and nodded, thinking thank you for reminding you in advance. Wang Fu already knew about it and would definitely not hit you with thunder.
The mourning general was so proud that he held up the mourning stick, came to the thunder not far away, and pointed it casually.
The rolling thunder and lightning was like a tide, as if it was attracted, seven or eight thunder beams as thick as pythons sprang out, and pierced into the mourning stick fiercely.
This mourning stick instantly transformed from reality into a ball of black smoke. There seemed to be a bottomless pit hidden deep in its core, absorbing all the thunder.
"how?
"I saw this treasure for the first time in my life, and it was an eye-opener."