"In short, after this battle, even if the son of the Holy Scales can restore the morale of the army, it is impossible for him to organize a large formation of more than 10,000 people." The incarnation said: "However, the Son of the Holy Scales should not be able to do it either.
As for those who don’t know anything about military combat, why would they come up with such a thing as standing in line formations?”
"Of course he understands." Xuan Weizi said: "The line formation is the most effective formation against spell attacks. Even a mage like Forsman who is good at large-scale fire bombing can only destroy part of the line.
Moreover, Glanfaz’s spirit envoys will not just watch, but will definitely take to the air to confront each other to delay or prevent the casting of spells. This is why the Prince of Atmosphere directly controls the thunderstorm clouds above the army, which is equivalent to gaining air superiority."
The Avatar smiled and said: "But this time you didn't fight with the opponent at all, and directly used unprecedented large-scale psychic control. I guess no one thought that psychic powers could actually work on such a large range of enemies."
Xuan Weizi tilted his chin, his eyes half open and half closed, as if he was deducing or prophesying: "If the Son of Holy Scale wants to prevent the same thing from happening again, he must break up the army of ten or twenty thousand people into multiple armies."
Small force."
"But this fell into your design again." The incarnation continued: "If the number of each army is too small, it will be easy for Chai Dui Town, which has the Star Outline Dharma Altar and occupies an advantageous location, to be defeated by each one.
.But if there are too many people, especially if ordinary tribal soldiers make up the majority and lack high mobility, we must also be wary of your large-scale psychic control. It’s a dilemma.”
Xuan Weizi twisted a chess piece between his fingers. Its shape was carved into the shape of a winged snake that was about to fly. He threw it to the opposite incarnation and said at the same time:
"Really? What if the Son of Holy Scale abandons those cumbersome soldiers and leads the elites of the Ouroboros Serpent tribe, together with a few totem princes, to attack Chai Dui Town? It won't be easy for me to deal with him?"
The avatar played with the chess pieces and swallowed: "Isn't this exactly what you want? Will the Son of Holy Scales safely abandon the more than 10,000 soldiers and horses of each tribe? After today's great defeat, how much trust does he still have in each tribe?
? Without the manpower of the Ouroboros Serpent Tribe to restrain and manage, this group of people might sneak back home the next day. Not to mention anything else, these more than 10,000 soldiers and horses just sit and watch the Ouroboros Serpent Tribe and the
Fighting to the death in the firewood pile is an outcome that the Son of the Holy Scale cannot tolerate."
"You have to cooperate with me in some actions." Xuan Weizi said.
"Understood." The incarnation asked separately: "The horn-bearing chief seems to be impressed by your methods. But you didn't leave the broken rock rhinoceros horn, why?"
"Right now, we don't have the time to study magical weapons, and we didn't expect the Horned Rhinoceros tribe to have any rare holy objects that could turn the tide of the war in one fell swoop." Xuan Weizi said, "The Horned Rhinoceros tribe used this magical weapon to kill the Son of the Holy Scale.
I have already heard the story from the chief. The scale of battles between tribes in the past is incomparable with the current situation. The broken rock rhinoceros horns are of little significance."
The incarnation smiled and said: "That is a sacred object of my tribe. Is this your attitude?"
Xuan Weizi was not polite at all: "If there were only three or five enemies, the rock-breaking rhinoceros horn would certainly be an extraordinary weapon, but now there are tens of thousands of enemies, and the bravery of an ordinary man is just a pawn in the overall situation."
…
when!
The golden wine glass fell to the ground hard, amber wine spilled everywhere, and wine droplets splashed on the generals' clothes.
"Sixteen thousand people, without seeing a battle, without killing a single enemy, were so frightened that they all retreated. You, you really satisfy me!"
In the giant tent, the only sound was the words of Nerissa XXVII, the son of the Holy Scale. The generals of each tribe and the blood-kissed spirit envoys in charge of supervising the army were standing full of people, but it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a pinhead falling to the ground.
Everyone held their breath and lowered their heads, listening to the scolding of the Son of the Holy Scale.
"Even if I just trampled hundreds of people to death, there are still more than a thousand people scattered outside and haven't been gathered back." The son of the Holy Scale scratched his head with some self-mockery: "The enemies are probably laughing at us now.
There are also the imperial guys who are quietly paying attention to this war, and they may have already thought of how to deal with us in the future."
Looking at the subordinates who lowered their heads and said nothing, the Son of the Holy Scale became furious and kicked several of them down: "Speak! You are all mute?! Didn't everyone just shout that the army could advance over and suppress the pyre?
Raze it to the ground? Now you don't even see the wall bricks of Chai Dui Town, but thousands of people died first, and you don't react? This is the tactic you proposed, and someone should be responsible now, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd standing together swayed. The Son of the Holy Scale raised his hand and selected several tribal leaders: "Those who were the first to flee, those who proposed strategies, and those who failed to gather the deserters, drag them down and behead them."
"No! We are willing to offer property to atone for our sins, and we are willing to sacrifice all our people to the Ouroboros tribe. We only ask the Son of the Holy Scale to forgive us!"
The Son of the Holy Scale had no patience to listen to their cries for mercy, and quickly waved his hands: "Hurry and drag him down and chop him, and hang his head to show the public!"
The faces of the remaining leaders and generals of all clans were pale. Some were in despair, some were secretly dissatisfied, and some were still trying to find ways to defend themselves. Many people focused their attention on the commander-in-chief of this march, Chang Li.
Tribal leader, General Fakuru.
Fakuru's face was covered with oil and sweat, and the fat on his cheeks trembled. He suppressed his fearful expression and said in a low voice: "Son of the Holy Scale, please calm down. This time I underestimated the enemy and rushed in. I didn't arrange enough scouts to deal with it.
The changes in the battlefield situation were also insufficiently anticipated. The sudden appearance of the enemy's Dr. Olenso disrupted many pre-war arrangements, and I must make deep reflections."
Hearing Fakuru's words, the Son of the Holy Scale softened his expression slightly and asked: "I heard that General Fakuru led his personal guards, not only to gather deserters during the army's retreat, but also to act as a team to break up the enemy's rear?"
The tribal leader, who looked more like a white domestic pig than a wild boar, showed a funny and flattering smile: "I really have no shame to mention such a tragic defeat. If the son of Shenglin personally led the army, he would probably be standing on the firewood at this moment.
The city of Duizhen accepted the enemy's surrender and surrendered."
"Fighting is not very good, but flattering is a good thing." The son of Shenglin laughed and cursed without concealing it, and waved his hand: "Okay, you go down first to reorganize the army and prevent the enemy from attacking the camp at night."
"As you command!"
After the generals of all races and the Bloodkissed priests retreated, the three totem princes walked into the camp one after another and saluted the son of the Holy Scale.
"Can't we take down the Star Religion's position?" The Son of Holy Scale first looked at Prince Agni.
Prince Agni, who still looked like a young man, replied with some fear: "Their spells are very powerful. They are not like ordinary spirit messengers at all, especially that woman. The last spell she cast did not seem to be entirely her own power.
.”
The Son of Holy Scales frowned and said, "Is it the effect of that magic circle again?" Prince Agni nodded.
The Earth Prince's face was heavy: "It seems that Dr. Olanso has more tricks than we imagined. Originally, I guessed that the Star Cult was nothing more than connecting with the magic circle through the humanoid spirit, thereby gaining some benefits in spells, similar to a mage.
Metamagic expertise. But if Dr. Olanso can 'lend' the power of the magic circle to others..."
"Isn't this equivalent to Olanso being able to appear in different places at the same time?!" Prince Qi immediately understood.
The Son of the Holy Scale narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and the Prince of the Earth inadvertently raised his eyes to observe, and then said: "It's not that exaggerated. Dispersion will inevitably lead to a weakening of power. What's more, it is impossible to lend magic power to others without restrictions and conditions.
.Prince of Fire, the enemy you are fighting against should be the chief priest of the Order of the Stars, right?"
Prince Agni responded obediently: "It's her, that's right... In addition, her humanoid spirit can also transform, which is difficult to deal with."
"Those humanoid spirits are the most troublesome!" Prince Qi said angrily: "They can hardly be completely eliminated, and they will return to their original appearance in the blink of an eye."
The Prince of the Earth shook his head: "This is not the case. I have fought with a member of the Star Cult. Although those humanoid spirits can keep their appearance intact, normal attacks can still cause damage to them. They have very good resistance to ordinary weapons.
The protective effects and spells are still useful."
"But you have also seen the formation created by Olanso today. Thousands of humanoid spirits. If they really attack together, our army may not be able to withstand it!" Prince Qi also had lingering fears.
The Prince of the Earth said categorically: "Olanso definitely doesn't have that many humanoid spirits, otherwise we would just send them to kill our army! Why use large-scale enchantment and control spells to shake morale? Son of the Holy Scale, I think this is just right.
A symbol of Olenso’s weakness!”
"Is that what you think?" the Son of Saint Scale asked.
The Earth Prince spoke sincerely: "I think Olanso specially arranged this illusion to confuse us and make us fear that he has many humanoid souls that can be consumed in battle. The advance of our army has indeed brought a lot of pressure to them, so
We must try to use confusion and control spells to destroy morale, so that we dare not easily assemble a large-scale army to attack. If we split the army into small units, it will be easy to be defeated one by one by the elite combat forces of Chaidui Town. This may be Oran
Suo’s true intention!”
"But Olanso's large-scale confusion and control spell invalidated the tactics of large-scale army gathering. He can cast it once, but can't he cast it a second time? If similar things happen two or three times, the people we bring will be
There is no way to fight." The Son of Holy Scale also had this opinion:
"The horns, war drums made by the Bloodkissed species, and the command flags of the Two-winged species can all provide effects against fear and charm, but the range is limited after all. If they are all arranged, it can cover 3,000 people, and it must be specially designed.
Use it with human hands.”
"Then gather 3,000 people, and the most elite 3,000 people!" Prince of the Earth said decisively: "Our tribe's army has not suffered much losses so far. If other tribes are allowed to take charge of the feint attack, we will go straight to Chai Dui Town.
, we can definitely capture the enemy’s base camp! Then destroy the magic circle, which will be a complete victory!”
When the Son of the Holy Scale heard this, he asked calmly: "Our Ouroboros Serpent Tribe has recruited about five thousand people this time, and gathered the best to attack Chai Dui Town. What if other tribes take the opportunity to rebel?
?”
The Prince of Earth was slightly startled and replied: "I have thought about this matter, but in this situation, it is meaningless for the tribes to rebel. Their families are in the south, under the care of Prince Liushui, and the tribes can at best sit back and watch us and Chai.
In the fierce battle in Duizhen, no one has the guts to cause trouble. Didn’t you say that, Son of the Holy Scale? The imperial guys are also watching with eager eyes. If Glanfazi falls into civil strife, the tribes will not benefit."
"You are assuming that they are people with long-term opinions." The son of Shenglin smiled and said: "Prince Liushui sent news not long ago that smuggling in Glanfaz is becoming more and more rampant. There are even border cavalry directly cooperating with smuggling. There are a large number of
Magic items are pouring into the territory and their destination is unknown.”
"Are they planning to cause trouble within Glanfaz? Are there any imperial guys who will cooperate?" The Earth Prince looked unhappy.
"It is said that those immigrants are also ready to make a move. They are relying on the promise of the Sky Singer, and they are probably planning to cooperate with the Empire guys inside and outside." The son of Shenglin said in a gloomy tone, while observing the attitudes of the three totem princes.
Prince Daqi was the first to say: "I have disagreed in the past. Why did the Sky Singers recruit those imperial immigrants?"
"They are still of some use. They have brought all kinds of craftsmanship and smelting technology to Glanfazi, and they have also been more diligent in plowing and reclamation." The son of Shenglin said: "If you are willing to surrender loyally, Glanfaz will not be without it.
their location."
Prince Qi Qi slapped his chest and said impatiently: "I am the fastest. I will rush back personally and chop all those immigrants to death! Please give the order to the Son of the Holy Scale!"
The Son of the Holy Scale did not respond immediately. He thought of the Sky Singer who was imprisoned by him under the Serpent Crown Palace. In any case, the Great Tribal Alliance, the predecessor of Glenfaz, relied on this legendary figure to bring it together. Otherwise,
It is definitely not that easy for the Ouroboros Serpent tribe to forcibly annex various tribes.
But it is precisely because of this that when faced with inter-tribal disputes, other people tend to trust the Sky Singer's mediation more. And there are rumors within Glanfaz about his disappearance, and the Sons of the Holy Scale are not completely unaware of it.
You must know that in the early days when the imperial colonists invaded the periphery of the Great Plains, the tribes were retreating steadily and had no power to fight back. It was still up to the Sky Singers to block the extremely fierce "Fire Demon" Siddons and let the sky singers take action.
Each tribe has a chance to breathe, and this is also an opportunity for the establishment of a major tribal alliance.
But the more this happens, the less the Son of the Holy Scale can tolerate the Sky Singer being above him, and his existence and influence need to be wiped out bit by bit.
Thinking of the magic circle in Chaidui Town, the Son of Shenglin pondered for a long time and said: "Prince Liushui can easily deal with some ordinary immigrants who try to cause trouble, including smugglers. It would be more convenient to force them to show up."
We are acting in a legitimate name, and there is no need for two totem princes."
Prince Qi Qi has had few military exploits since the beginning of the war. He always wanted to show off in front of the Son of the Holy Scale, but he was not allowed to do so and had to remain silent.
"What about the layout of the subsequent war..." Prince Earth asked.
The Son of the Holy Scale said: "There is no rush now. Let the army recuperate for a few days. I will ask the insect operator to collect more information before making a decision."