The army sent by the Jin Dynasty to the battlefield eventually reached 12 million.
Pushed the defense line to the fifth main line of defense.
But this time, it was really a sea of people, all gathered together.
The fragments of the holy stele are so tightly surrounded that no one can squeeze in.
Look at the demon clan again,
Unusually, they did not launch any offensive.
They just sent thousands of birds to hover in the sky without any intention of attacking.
"The demon clan should be waiting for reinforcements." The Blackwater Army General looked at the demon clan army in the distance and said to the captain beside him.
"General, are we really going to defend like this? Can't we take the initiative to attack?" the captain asked, "If we can wipe out all the demon clan's front troops, the pressure behind them will be much less."
The general shook his head, "The risk of launching an attack at this time is too high. Let's arrange the defensive formation and wait until the academy sends the poems."
Speaking of the academy, the principal lowered his voice and asked,
"General, the academy scholar said that Taibai was behind the demon tribe and used his own innate cultural treasure to smash the demon holy stone. Is this true?"
"The fact that Taibai's literary relics are broken cannot be false. His and Qinglian's poem names disappeared at the same time on the list of literary saints. Some people say that Taibai and Qinglian are probably the same person."
The general sighed sadly,
"Such a great talent in poetry and prose is famous even as far away as the north."
"Last year's poem with three grammars and one poem with four grammars also helped gather a lot of war luck in the northern border."
"If he had not died young, there would have been few third-grade scholars in the future."
The captain said, "To put it this way, I really admire Taibai a little."
"Why do you say that? Weren't you impressed before?" the general asked in surprise.
"Before, Taibai was aloof and always floating in the clouds." The school captain touched his head, "No matter how good his poetry is, no matter how high his future achievements are, in the end, it has nothing to do with us."
"Does such a big shot care about the life and death of people like us?"
"The entire Jin Dynasty has a total of more than one billion people, and there are 80 million soldiers in the northern battlefield alone."
"No matter whether those big shots are promoted or demoted, we will just stay here for the rest of our lives?"
The captain's hair was blown by the wind and his eyes were blurred.
"Taibai is destined to become the top big shot in the future, but he can sacrifice himself for a demon holy stone, which shows that he really takes ordinary people and us soldiers seriously."
"Otherwise, if you lose, you will lose. Anyway, it's not him who suffers in the end."
"If he can do this, we will obey him."
The general smiled and said, "After all, there are very few such people. I don't know how many scribes are lamenting them now."
"Taibai's life can at least exchange for the lives of 30 million soldiers in the north..."
"Otherwise, once the monsters occupy this place, Dajin will be really in danger."
"It's really admirable."
…
Monster camp,
Yuan Shengtian had no intention of launching another offensive and was just waiting quietly.
Although the strength of the human army they faced was low, their numbers were too terrifying. Attacking now would be in vain.
And once the number of our own army is less than 1.5 million, I am afraid that the human race will really be unable to hold back and will engage in an encirclement and annihilation war.
There are now 2.1 million left.
It's impossible to win, but there's no problem with defense.
At least the human race is really determined to attack, this is a tough nut to crack.
So for now, it's at least relatively safe to stick to the front line.
Waiting for reinforcements is the only option.
Time passes day by day,
Seven days later, a roc bird swooped down from high altitude and landed on Peng Qi's shoulder.
Peng Qichong said to the other three royal families, "The army will arrive in half a day at most."
Yuan Shengtian suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, "We're finally here. How many demon kings have sent us from behind?"
"About seven million." Peng Qi said.
"That's enough. Seven million plus the current two million are enough to kill all the tens of millions of human troops!"
A faint look of violence appeared in Yuan Shengtian's eyes.
Kong Lin stopped the folding fan in his hand,
"What's going on over there at the Demon Saint Stone? Where are Bai Ye and Emperor Xiao Wen?"
At this point, Yuan Shengtian and Tian Mengchen both looked over.
When I think about how they managed to smash the human race's sacred monument, they were about to win, but ended up falling short.
The resentment in my heart couldn't stop pouring out.
After Peng Qi read all the information brought back by Dapeng Bird, his pupils suddenly shrank and his voice was full of surprise.
"The Demon Saint Stone was smashed to pieces by Taibai of the human race, using the innate celestial being."
"Bai Ye and Emperor Xiao Wen were also killed."
"Taibai is extremely powerful. He easily killed both of them with one knife..."
There was silence in the big tent.
After a while, Yuan Shengtian suddenly laughed, "So, we have made a profit."
Tian Mengchen's seductive smile disappeared under the tulle, and she asked in surprise, "How do you say we made a profit?"
"If the Demon Saint Stone is not broken, we can quickly occupy this battlefield and raise our troops south in just a matter of days."
Kong Lin thought about it and smiled, "From this aspect, our demon clan has indeed missed a good opportunity."
"But the human race is missing a future top powerhouse."
"Taibai's reputation is known to all the secret agents we have placed in the human race. His poetic talent is astonishing."
"Moreover, he is an innate Wenlu. Once this guy grows up, he will be at least a third-grade demon king, and most likely even a second-grade demon king, or even a first-grade demon emperor!"
"The most important thing is the Demon Lord and Demon Emperor who can be passed down from generation to generation!"
"So, not only did we make a profit, we made a lot of money."
Yuan Shengtian nodded, "Not bad."
"I don't know what Taibai is thinking."
"To actually use the innate cultural trinket to smash the Demonic Holy Stone, you are really stupid!"
"He is not only a genius in literature, but also a genius in martial arts. Even Bai Ye and Emperor Xiao Wen were easily killed by him, which shows that this person's cultivation talent is extremely high."
"You will definitely be a super strong person in the future."
"Now, it's really stupid to give up the great future just for a Demon Saint Stone!"
Tian Mengchen suddenly understood, covered his mouth and smiled sweetly, "If I can meet him again, I really want to meet this human hero."
"It's just a pity, I'm afraid I won't have this opportunity in this life..."
After learning about Taibai, the four royal family members felt much relieved.
At least the broken Demon Saint Stone is not worthless, it can even be said to be profitable.
As for Emperor Xiao Wen and Bai Ye, these two guys are not good at guarding and deserve death, so there is no need to take it to heart.
"Wait until the reinforcements arrive, repair for half a day and immediately launch an attack." Yuan Shengtian clenched his fists and said,
"I will completely crush the human army!"
"I want to make Taibai's death worthless!"
…
Half a day later,
Seven million monster tribe reinforcements gathered together.
The demonic energy soaring into the sky gathered into a dark cloud that covered the sky, blocking the gradually brightening light in the sky.
The forward scouts who had been paying attention to the movements of the demon army quickly passed the news back.
Three thousand miles away from the battlefield,
The hundreds of thousands of troops who had retreated did not return to Beiliang City, but were resting in camps, waiting to be summoned again.
Zhou Ziyu looked at the evil spirits gathering in the sky in the distance and sighed with emotion.
"I heard that more than 1,600 poems and essays were sent in total, but none of them could reshape the holy monument. My special mother is convinced."
"Luo Taiqing went in and transcribed it in his own hand. There were only about thirty poems, which could make the fragments of the holy monument react a little bit..."
"Those Wen Zong guys are all just living on dry food."
"A poem can change the lives of tens of millions of people, can't they do something more?"
Annan's eyes moved and he looked towards the north, hoping that that guy would appear again.
"If he were here, he would have rebuilt the holy monument long ago, right?"