Another three days passed in this seemingly stalemate war.
The senior generals of the Xilin Army gathered together, anxiously and painfully waiting for the butcher's knife of the Red Delirium Army.
With the strength of the Xilin Army, it was extremely rare to be able to delay the war for three months despite the huge disparity in strength.
After three months of fighting, most of Xilin's standing army was lost. Even the army of soul warriors that was later raised lost more than half of its main force in the three months of fighting.
In fact, since a month ago, the Xilin Army has gradually lost the ability to counterattack and can only defend. The original reinforcements of the soul warriors in the eleven counties have been defeated one after another and have been reorganized.
If the Red Delirium Army had not had other ideas, they would have defeated the Xilin Army long ago and pushed deeper into Xilin territory.
"Report!" The scout hurriedly and numbly crawled into the commander's camp: "Commander, the Red Delirium Army is advancing towards our army!"
The coach in the middle gave the painful and decisive order: "Pass the order and stick to it!"
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People, so many, many people, so many that they are almost innumerable, so many that they can hardly be seen at a glance.
Looking around, the Red Delirium Army came out of the camp and quickly gathered, like a torrent of steel, advancing towards the Xilin Army's camp. The army was as powerful as a rainbow, with murderous intent soaring into the sky, and it seemed to be unstoppable.
In the distance where the Red Delirium Army was, as the army was advancing, a roar like thunder suddenly sounded: "Raise the flag!"
In an instant, countless war flags were set up in the Red Delirium Army, and they danced vigorously in the absence of wind!
Chen Zongzhi and other countless people who were observing on the first line of defense all had expressions that changed dramatically: "Jianing Army, the ace army with the best fighting power in the Red Delirium!"
Zuo Wuzhou felt a chill in his heart. Like Chen Zongzhi, he lay down in front of the defense line and frowned: "It feels different this time. It seems they don't want to waste any more."
He had seen so much blood on the battlefield, but at this moment, he was still under the opponent's military power, and his mind was a little shaken.
The Jianing Army was like a moving steel formation, even arrogant and arrogant, as if it could trample the world under its feet.
The earth trembled slightly, Zuo Wuzhou Lingtai held the steel knife in the air, and said in a calm and selfless state: "It seems that this battle is different from usual, there is something weird."
"It's really weird!" Chen Zongzhi clenched his hands ten times harder and it hurt: "A strong attack will cause the greatest losses. The Jianing Army is the ace army, how could they be sent to attack by force?"
When Zuo Wuzhou heard this, the dozens of battles he had experienced in the past three months drifted through his mind like running water: "The Red Delirium Army is..."
"A general attack is about to begin!"
Chen Zongzhi and others were all shocked: "Aren't they afraid of losing too much!"
Zuo Wuzhou looked particularly calm at this moment. He looked back and looked around, his eyes paused at the northwest corner of the camp, where there were war horses: "They are not afraid, because they can afford the loss, because they have absolute strength!"
Because the Red Delirium Army faced the Xilin Army with absolutely overwhelming strength!
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As soon as the words came out, Zuo Wuzhou was thoughtful, thinking in his heart: "Absolute strength? Overwhelming power?"
"The generals of the Xilin Army are all very resourceful, but the Red Delirium Army is indifferent and only wants to defeat the ten groups with one force. No matter how much Xilin struggles and how many tricks he comes up with, the Red Delirium Army doesn't care at all because they have absolute power.
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"Strength is king. No matter how good the skills and tactics are, they must all be based on strength."
This situation and this scene made Zuo Wuzhou suddenly have an epiphany.
"The Jianing Army is here! Prepare to defend to the death." Orders were passed down from level to level!
Zuo Wuzhou calmly drew his bow and took the arrow, and the flag commander roared: "Shoot!"
Countless arrow clusters were shot from the defense line towards the Jianing Army, and they were densely covered in the sky. For a moment, I could hear the terrifying whistling sound when the arrow clusters broke through the air, just like the sound of a cave!
Under this dense cluster of arrows, even if the Jianing Army wore the best armor, it was inevitable that many people would fall down due to arrows. However, under such a rain of arrows, the Jianing Army's advancing formation showed no confusion at all, and even
Not even a cry of pain came out.
A kind of silence turned into a silent and deadly momentum in front of the formation, and was forced step by step, so that everyone was almost suffocated.
"Good discipline!" Zuo Wuzhou praised endlessly. After three months of participating in the war, this was the first time he had seen troops with such good discipline! At this time, looking at this terrifying Jianing army, he was not moved at all.
Gradually unfolding the speed and advancing at full speed, he suddenly felt something!
"The Jianing Army can become the ace army of the Red Delirium because of its discipline. It is true that only the best discipline and actual combat can give birth to the most powerful army."
Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were determined: "Even an army can have such discipline, and even countless people can have such discipline when they gather together. The path of soul cultivation is a matter of one person. If even an army composed of many people can have such discipline,
Why not cultivate the soul path? Without self-discipline, how can you resist the temptation of external things, and how can you go further on the path of soul cultivation!"
He smiled with great joy, as bright as the afternoon sun: "On the journey of soul cultivation, money, power, beauty, and everything in the colorful world are nothing but fleeting glimpses."
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The Jianing Army is here!
"Kill!" Zuo Wuzhou jumped up and killed the first Jianing soldier who rushed to the defense line!
The five soldiers he led roared, and in an instant, shouts of killing were heard from everywhere along the defense line. One after another, Jianing troops were cut down like gourds rolling on the ground, but this was actually just a matter of advantage!
Soon, the lower-ranking officers of the Jianing Army jumped onto the defense line and pounced ferociously and bloody!
The captain of the Jianing Army is a fourth-grade soul martial artist!
After dozens of large and small battles, Zuo Wuzhou has long understood that the battlefield and the battle between soul cultivators are different. The battle between soul cultivators can be a separate outbreak, or it can be an explosion of ten percent of the force in one fell swoop.
But on the battlefield, if anyone uses up all his soul power with a stupid sword, he will surely die among the rebels.
But if you don't use your full strength in battle, it will be difficult to kill the enemy and win. Whether to kill the enemy or protect yourself is really a dilemma in war, and the scale is extremely critical.
If you can't understand this, you will die sooner or later. Zuo Wuzhou is luckier. He only participated in a few battles and understood this truth.
With a sword without any tricks, the evil wind was caught in the pocket and struck at the soul warrior!
One of Zuo Wuzhou's men roared forward and held on to the sword with all his strength! The sword broke and was hit in the chest, which immediately split open!
With only this brief delay, the soul martial artist was struck by Zuo Wuzhou's steel knife so much that half of his head fell off: "How is it!"
The soldier who had been stabbed by force turned pale and touched the thickened armor on his chest: "I'm still alive!"
Fighting on the battlefield is nothing more than attacking a few vital points. Zuo Wuzhou can't stop anyone who is too strong, let alone the soldiers. Therefore, the only choice is to cooperate. The soldiers forcefully pick up others and drag them down, and Zuo Wuzhou kills them.
other side.
It was entirely thanks to Zuo Wuzhou's idea of thickening the chest armor and this set of tactics that he and his five subordinates managed to survive on the battlefield.
Of course, this method is only suitable for opponents who are one or two levels higher.
The lower-ranking officers of the Jianing Army took the lead and rushed to the defense line. The fighting on the defense line seemed fierce, but in fact it was a foregone conclusion that the defense line would be breached - after all, their rank was a level higher, and the discipline was there.
After killing several Jianing Army soldiers in succession, a strong wind suddenly swept in from outside the defense line!
A flash of light came from the road. Zuo Wuzhou was horrified, and reflexively used 100% of his strength to face this person!
With a loud bang, Zuo Wuzhou spat out a mouthful of blood and was rolled out like a gourd rolling on the ground. The steel knife was chopped into two pieces! He didn't have time to gather his nerves to see who had sneaked up on him, so he shouted hysterically:
"Retreat, retreat!"
Not only was Zuo Wuzhou aware of the terrifying coming, Chen Zongzhi and others were also horrified, and after several consecutive cuts, they ran back! Within two steps of running, three soldiers were killed by this man on the spot.
Just looking at this man's skills, anyone can guess that this terrifyingly young man is definitely a fifth-level soul martial artist. If it weren't for the two-level difference, he would never be able to block even one move.
This officer of the Jianing Army was indeed a fifth-level soul warrior. After breaking through the defense line, I wanted to kill Zuo Wuzhou, the most ferocious enemy, with one sword. I thought that I would be able to kill this third-level soul warrior with one sword!
But who would have expected that Zuo Wuzhou would just be slashed away, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and ran away, seemingly fine. This fifth-grade soul martial master was surprised at first, and then became extremely embarrassed!
With a fifth-level cultivation level, he could not kill a third-level soul warrior. If this spread, wouldn't he, who is known as a genius in Hong Deli, become a laughing stock?
He wanted to kill Zuo Wuzhou who brought him shame, but Zuo Wuzhou ran away when he saw something was wrong - Zuo Wuzhou had a strong will to fight, but it didn't mean that he didn't know how to adapt.
If he doesn't run, he doesn't want to die.
The fifth-grade soul martial artist glared at Zuo Wuzhou's retreating figure bitterly: "Don't let me see you again!"
Loud shouts rang out from everywhere along the Xilin Army's defense line: "Retreat! The entire army retreats!"
The fifth-grade soul martial master shouted with murderous intent: "Open the camp."
The Jianing Army obviously had a battle plan for a long time. Some stayed to set up camp, and some continued to pursue, not giving Xilin Kingdom a chance to organize a defense!
Just as the Xilin Army was retreating, the Red Delirium Camp suddenly opened up, and a huge cavalry team with thousands of horses galloped in!