Mo Yan didn't understand why Mo Wuxie let go of the enemy's commander and generals.
In his understanding, as long as these people are killed, nothing will change and the war will be over immediately.
Little did he know that the situation in the mainland would change in the future, and these might all become friendly forces. Killing one more strong man now would mean losing one point of strength in the future.
Although Mo Wuxie was numb from killing, he still had a general understanding.
Watching them go away, Mo Wuxie was planning how to get them to admit defeat and come to negotiate.
Almost all the people in Zhantan City were soldiers. Therefore, as the army entered the city, basically more than 30% of the ordinary civilians in Zhantan City were massacred.
Mo Yan did not massacre the city, nor would he massacre it. Therefore, after the stubborn resisters were executed on the spot, all the civilians who surrendered became prisoners.
There are certain freedom restrictions for prisoners. Therefore, all the prisoners, close to 40,000 people, are trapped in the Nancheng area, and all other places are controlled by the military of the Martial Arts Empire.
At dawn the next day, the logistics supplies from the Martial Arts Empire arrived, and the soldiers were armed again.
Now, everything is under control. From the front, the two brothers Mo Yan are attacking the city and occupying the territory. Mo Xie retreats to the rear and is stationed in the Apocalypse Mountains to provide support at any time.
After reorganization, Mo Wuxie changed the team's designation to the Northern Expedition Army, an army of 200,000.
The east city tower was bombarded by Mo Wuxie's red cannon and collapsed to the ground. It could be said that there was no danger of defending the city and everything was exposed to the enemy's sight.
After careful consideration, Mo Wuxie moved out all thirteen red cannons and set up eight cannons at the east gate. It was most appropriate to use red cannons to protect the east tower.
In the evening, the scouts reported back and discovered the enemy's situation.
Mo Wuxie showed a smile while looking at the information in his hand, and said: "In Jiezhou, there are only two major tribes that can pose a threat, namely the Tiger tribe and the Luque tribe. Therefore, they will only look for these two tribes to launch a coalition."
Capture the city."
Mo Yan nodded and said: "These two coalition armies number 180,000, which is not easy to deal with!"
Mo Wuxie shook his head and said: "As long as the coalition forces of the Tiger Clan and Luque Clan are defeated, there will be no more wars within Jie and Zhou. At that time, the most likely thing is that the eleven states of the Ling Kingdom will join forces to attack Zhantan City!"
Mo Yan worried: "It's very detrimental to us!"
Mo Wuxie nodded and said: "Soldiers are deceitful! Now, we need to defeat this army hundreds of miles away. Brother, we can't sit still and wait for death. I think I can destroy them. Just give me 20,000 troops."
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Mo Yan was surprised and said: "Fifth brother, are you not mistaken? You think twenty thousand versus one hundred and fifty thousand? That's like hitting an egg against a stone!"
Mo Wuxie shook his head and said nothing after a long time: "War is about tactics, you just need to give me people!"
Seeing that he was full of confidence, Mo Yan thought for a while and slapped the table and said: "Okay, I will give you all the Mo family's army, a total of fifteen thousand people, and the other five thousand people will be selected from the Northern Expeditionary Army!"
Mo Wuxie nodded and said, "That's great!"
He did what he said, and immediately mobilized troops at the school. The moment dusk fell, he disappeared into Zhantan City with 20,000 people.
The weather in Lingguo changes in many ways. It is mostly windy, hot and dry during the day, cooler at night, and the wind is relatively weak. This season is the most suitable.
Mo Wuxie led 20,000 people on a rapid march towards the northeast.
He had abnormal spiritual thoughts, so he naturally did not need scouts to explore the way. In the middle of the night, they finally arrived at a high ground. Ten miles away in the distance was the Luque tribe's garrison, with more than 70,000 people.
In the darkness, as long as there is a little firelight, it will be exposed.
Mo Wuxie's army was dressed in dark armor, and they looked like enemies in the night, making it hard to tell whether they were humans or the night.
Ten miles away from them, there was a bright light, and there were tens of thousands of huge charcoal pots, swaying in the night breeze.
The weather is gloomy tonight. The Lvque tribe's scouts are circling ten miles away in twos and threes.
A group of ten scouts appeared in Mo Wuxie's field of vision. He showed a smile and waved his hand, and the two Martial Emperors slipped out quietly. Then they heard a few muffled sounds, and the scouts were
Clear.
Remember the Emperor Wu who still has 2,000 men in the Mo army. In so many battles, the 2,000 men are still 2,000 men without any damage.
Because Emperor Wu was already at a delicate point, among these ordinary soldiers, they were the masters, and it would be difficult for them to die even if they wanted to.
Therefore, the closest thing surrounding him was the Emperor Wu's brigade of 2,000 people.
According to Mo Wuxie's plan, he attacked the Luque tribe at night. With their strong strength, they could handle 80,000 people.
Twenty thousand people attacked 80,000 people at night. Maybe others thought it was a suicide act by a madman, but Mo Wuxie's lineup was no longer that simple.
He waved his hand and continued to approach the Luque tribe.
Two miles away, he decisively stopped the army.
He looked at a tent in the camp, and the aura of the barbarian's martial arts master was in it.
He looked thoughtful, thinking that Angelina should be in the tiger clan.
Suddenly, he smiled again, and Jiang Li was among them.
This small Lvque tribe is exactly what Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon is, with twelve Martial Saints, three Martial Emperors, and one Wudong Qiankun.
This strength is enough to cope with all changes, but unfortunately, the person they are about to face is Mo Wuxie.
The soldiers of the Luque tribe are constantly patrolling, with sentries everywhere, paying close attention to all changes.
However, sentries are just ordinary soldiers, how can they detect the movements of Mo Wuxie's army.
He waved a gesture, and a general immediately gestured to the Emperor Wu's battalion. The Emperor Wu's battalion was divided into two teams of a thousand people, and detoured back to the two sides of the Lu Que clan.
His mind paid attention to all changes, and after the two groups of Emperor Wu's troops arrived at the predetermined location, he decisively gave the order to beat the drums.
In an instant, the sound of the drums was loud and loud, and the thump-dong-dong-dong sound echoed in all directions of the Lvque clan, as frightening as the horns of hundreds of thousands of troops charging.
The strong barbarian man suddenly jumped up, flew into the air and looked around, only to see darkness in all directions at this time.
Jiang Li followed him and shouted loudly: "**, Grandpa, how many enemies are there?"
The strong barbarian shook his head and said: "I can't see it. I don't know how many people are outside my detection range!"
He shouted loudly: "The whole army is ready to meet the enemy!"
Mo Wuxie looked coldly at the dozens of people flying into the sky. With his current state and eyesight, he couldn't tell the range of telekinesis of the strong man Wu Dongqiankun. He was the only one in history who could have such perverted telepathy, so
, his precise control made the strong barbarians look dark.
The drums were still beating wildly, straining the nerves of the Luque soldiers. They were all panting and looking in all directions. However, darkness was a kind of fear to them, and coupled with the enemy attack, the fear became even stronger.
It cannot be just thunder without rain. If you want to make the enemy collapse when surrounded by enemies, then you must use appropriate attacks.
Then, he suddenly appeared in the air, and a sword energy roared past.
The strong barbarian man's heart suddenly tightened, he looked up in shock, with a look of horror on his face, and subconsciously shouted: "**, it's Mo Wuxie!"
He had seen Mo Wuxie's attack methods and naturally recognized them at a glance.
However, Mo Wuxie was the epitome of terror to him.
This sword energy is extraordinary, the red light inside flashes, and the red light is surrounded by overbearing thunder and lightning crackling continuously.
Before the sword energy arrived, the power had already reached a terrifying level, which made the strong barbarian look frightened. In panic, he drew out his long sword and swung a sword energy to strike at Mo Wuxie's sword energy.
With a loud bang, the huge body of the powerful barbarian was blasted to the ground. A wave of air spread out in all directions, blowing away countless pots of hot coals and sending sparks flying everywhere.