Chapter 1035: The Achilles' heel of the Hundred Clans]
"What, Prince Wu Emperor, Emperor Wu Ya?" People around him shouted when they heard Lu Dachong's words.
"What what? Emperor Wuya, where is Emperor Wuya? Where is he?" Many people shouted out.
Lu Dachong suddenly had no reaction. He actually wanted to kill Emperor Wuya, the fat sheep, damn...it took ten seconds before he shouted loudly: "Emperor Wuya is back, Emperor Wuya is back."
, just now, just now he rode away on Xiao Cui, the wind-driving eagle, in the direction of the south, that is, the southern battlefield, and the counterattack of the Alliance of Hundreds of Clans is about to win!"
In an instant, the news spread at an extremely fast speed. Of course, no matter how fast it was, it could not be faster than Xiaocui, the Wind-Driving Vulture.
But just over a dozen hours after Wu Ya rode Xiao Cui towards the front line like crazy, things were not going well at the front line. In just three or four days, Yu Wenxian commanded the army of hundreds of tribes to kill everyone.
When they arrived at the Luoqian Kingdom, Lan Cangzi's ancient army was also retreating steadily. They were no match for Yu Wenxian. But when victory was about to be won, what Lu Dachong mentioned before happened.
That is to say, there are too few god-level members of the Hundred Tribes, which is the weakness of the Hundred Tribes Alliance.
"Yu Wenxian, I admit that you are very powerful in using troops, but you only have six divine generals. This is your fatal weakness. The divine emperor can tolerate hundreds of tribes jumping around for a few times, as long as it does not affect the overall situation, but it is impossible to let them
If you really reach a large scale, damn Wu Ya will definitely be trapped by his own killing formation. This is the best time to cripple hundreds of tribes."
After moving to the original capital of the kingdom, Lan Cangzi stood on the city wall and spoke softly, with his signature smile still on his face. Next to him were still Mu Jingjing and Chi Mang, but Mu Jingjing had not seen Lan for a long time.
Cangzi smiled his signature smile.
Because of the war between the two empires, too many masters of their divine descendants were held back, leaving Lan Cangzi with few divine generals available. As a result, he could only compete with Yu Wenxian, but he always lost.
The losses were not terrible. Sometimes we could still win, but we lost more and won less. How could Lan Cangzi be happy like this? However, this duel that started a few days ago was different. The God Emperor saw that hundreds of tribes were actually
How is it possible to completely recover and rule the chaotic land of hundreds of tribes? We must never allow the chaotic land of hundreds of tribes to stabilize...
It's okay to fight each other in the beginning. Anyway, the current hundred tribes are no longer their focus. Just delay it. But since you want to attack in total, the God Emperor must not let this war be lost, so he transferred a few people in magic.
The empire's god generals are coming over. Now they have 10 god generals on their side. It is impossible to lose again. In this world, high force is too important.
"We must cripple them, alas. Just seven days ago, the God Emperor discovered that the three divine generals trapped in the killing array were dead. I'm afraid Wu Ya and the others are about to come out. We must win!" Lan Cangzi's eyes flickered. Again
Gradually, he put away his smile, and suddenly, his eyes became firm, and he ordered: "Don't waste time on small soldiers anymore. God generals will directly kill hundreds of tribes."
"It should have been like this a long time ago. There are so few god generals from hundreds of tribes. Wouldn't it be better for us to go up and fight early and finish the work early?" A god general from ancient times burst out laughing. In an instant, ten figures rose into the sky and headed straight towards
main battlefield,
Lan Cangzi felt a little pained when he heard this. He actually wanted to compete with Yu Wenxian for commanding skills again, but he lost again this time.
"Yes, there are so few divine generals among the hundreds of tribes, we should have been sent to them long ago."
"Despicable Hundred Tribes, it doesn't matter how powerful your commander is, a god general is nothing. This world will always be in the hands of powerful people." The last voice was obviously directed at the Hundred Tribes Alliance.
His voice almost resounded throughout the earth, extremely arrogant and arrogant.
"Commander Yu, there are ten god-level opponents on the other side, how should we deal with them?"
Time moved forward a little while. In the general camp where Yu Wenxian was located, all the kings of the hundreds of tribes were worried. In the absence of the gods and elders, it was natural for the kings of each major tribe to take charge of the hundred tribes.
Of course, there are also some human holy weapon divisions from the Beidou and Martial Arts Unions, so the core strength naturally needs to be balanced.
Although Yu Wenxian's own strength is not very good, his command ability is so powerful that both humans and hundreds of tribes have to be convinced. Without him, the hundreds of tribes would probably only have the Sky Killing Formation that has not been destroyed by the ancients.
Invasion by descendants?
But now, there has been a situation that cannot be solved by the command ability. There are as many as 10 ancient god generals. There are only six people here, two of them are hidden god generals in the Hundred Clans. After they heard about the birth of the Hundred Clans Alliance,
He came out of seclusion later, but as mentioned before, the divine generals of the hundreds of tribes are inherently inferior, and there is still no strong divine king.
There are three other supporters who are ordinary humans.
Two of them were dug out by Brother Jian, who carefully used the intelligence network of the original Travelers Guild, just like he dug out Lin Mufeng, a god-general-level magician and a god-general-level mysterious soldier.
Alas, although the Travelers Union has many good generals, many people are just waiting and watching, unwilling to take any sides. The Travelers Union is also doing ideological work on them. After all, the Travelers Union is a relatively free and unorganized organization.
Yes, there are more people like Zhang Zuo who hold important positions in the two empires or people in big families like Dugu Zhanfeng who are unlikely to come to support.
The other one was an ordinary human who took the initiative to provide support and had a good impression of the Bai clan.
The three of them are also just ordinary divine generals among ordinary humans, and they are also innately inferior to the ancient divine generals.
The last one is from the Dugu family. The Dugu family is stronger than ordinary people at any level. He is the only one who can compare with the ancient god generals. However, the Dugu family belongs to the Xuanbing Empire after all. Xuanbing
The empire's ambiguous relationship with Wu Ya, coupled with the war in the God-breaking Line, would never allow any god with an empire background to support him in the future.
If it weren't for the powerful Dugu family, it would be impossible for a god general to appear here.
But how can such a lineup of divine generals be compared with the ten divine generals of the opponent?
I can't hold it off any longer.
"Bring it up."
Yu Wenxian was too young compared to the kings of various clans, but he was sitting at the top. Compared with everyone's anxiety, he still looked calm. He did not answer their questions directly, but spoke softly.
He said three words.
Soon, guards brought up what he wanted, and surprisingly it was twenty sets of black armor.
It is very similar to the full-body armor worn by the soldiers of the God-Slaying Army, but it feels thicker and more powerful. There are five guards behind them, but what they carry up is not armor, but a total of twenty bottles, and they don’t know what is inside.
something.
Yu Wenxian said slowly: "These are twenty sets of God-killing Heavenly King Armor. They are transformed from the God-killing Armor. The dwarves took half a year to build the armor. Next, we will trouble the peak saint-level experts from all races."
Put them on, and these twenty bottles are full of poison. Did you see it? There is a god general of the Aoki Protoss on the opposite side. His name is Mu Wen. Emperor Wu Ya once used this poison to cause him
His whole body was full of strength within a month. Although he escaped with his life, he was unable to return to the camp of the ancient people within a month, which also prevented some of our previous secrets from being passed back to him immediately..."
When the kings heard the first few words of Yu Wenxian, their faces were slightly confused. It seemed that they were still going to reach this point, which was to use the power of the peak saint level to fight against the ancient god general. Alas, even though they had divine armor, everyone could not
There was still little confidence, but the second sentence made the kings feel a lot better. The poison that could deal with the ancient god general was definitely a timely gift to them.
As a result, the ancient god general loses his power instantly, and it is easy to kill him again.
Well, that Mu Wen had already returned. Although he was captured and imprisoned by Brother Jianjian, he was not killed because he also played a role in stabilizing the military morale of the Hundred Tribes. Because of him, those Hundred Tribes with evil intentions could
Don't dare to think too much.
Because he made the ancient people see that even the Beast Teng tribe was "betrayed" and dare not trust any other race. Some people knew this, just like the King of the Beast Teng tribe, after hearing Yu Wenxian's words, he
He couldn't help but shudder, damn, Mu Wen was the shadow in his heart, the key figure who had to lead them to darkness on the road to Wuya!
Of course, when he was locked up, Sima Xiang also did a lot of experiments and developed more powerful poisons.
"After half a year of research by Master Sima, these are poisons that are stronger than those used by Emperor Wu Ya on wooden tattoos. As long as they can cause the ancient god generals to suffer some skin trauma, and then sprinkle them on at the right time, they can quickly
Losing ability, of course, I know this step is difficult, but now there is only this way." Yu Wenxian ignored the expressions of the kings of the Beast Teng clan, but said firmly, yes, the ancient god generals are all very good.
Those who are difficult to kill, make them bleed and sprinkle the poison before stopping the bleeding, this job is too difficult, but they have to do it, because this is their only way out.
"I also gave the poison to the six god generals. As long as they can succeed, your pressure will become less and less."
"But Marshal Yu, after twenty saint-level peaks go to deal with the god generals, our strength on the battlefield below the god-level will be greatly reduced." Someone still raised the question. In this war, the saint-level also played a role.
Playing a vital role, the sudden loss of twenty holy-level peaks will make the ordinary battlefield very tight. The holy-level peaks are also super powerful.
"Then it's up to me and the soldiers. Don't worry, we will hold on." Yu Wenxian still had a smile on his face.
"Despicable tribes, it doesn't matter how powerful your commanders are. God generals are nothing. This world will always be in the hands of powerful people." Just when Yu Wenxian finished speaking, the ancient descendant
The voice of the divine general also came over.
Everyone in the commander's camp had serious expressions on their faces, and their fighting spirit rose to the sky. Yu Wenxian said: "Put it on and go out to fight."
