How did he find out the location of Yuheng's base camp?

Not only Sang Nan, but also many generals soon noticed this, and everyone couldn't help but have a look of surprise in their eyes. Laughing Mogo's men are all Cone Demons, and there are no units that can act as sentinels.

However, Laughing Mogo found the right direction without any probing.

"This guy," one of the fighters lamented, "good luck!"

The other generals nodded their heads one after another, and if they found a random direction, it was the right direction, and their luck was so good that they were bursting!

Hearing the sound of discussion around him, Sang Nan didn't speak, his heart was shocked, and he couldn't tell whether it was luck or not. You don't need to be a sentinel to gain insight into the situation on the battlefield, you only need your divine sense to be strong enough. But this insight is not unlimited, and the larger the battlefield, the greater the divine consciousness required. In large-scale battles, the information that the general's divine consciousness can obtain is like a drop in the ocean, insignificant. A large number of outposts can obtain enough battlefield information.

For any general, battlefield information is the basis for every command they make.

Sang Nan had never seen a general who didn't even send a sentry, but the most strange thing was that the other party actually found the right direction! For a while, even he was a little convinced that this guy was really lucky.

But why does it feel dangerous......

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Gongsun Cha's divine consciousness spread out like a large net, and all movements within a radius of fifty miles around him were under his control. Soon, he found the breath that remained in the air. This was an aura that he was quite unfamiliar with, different from the war demons he had seen before, and it should be a kind of class that he had never seen.

He narrowed his eyes, a calm light flickering in his frenzied battle intent.

The divine consciousness quietly flickered, the torrent of snowflakes did not stagnate, a smooth change of direction, and the direction turned, like mercury dumped against the ground, silently moving at high speed.

A seemingly simple change of direction caused bursts of exclamations, and even the Pu Demon's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise.

Commanding a team to change direction at high speed is one of the basic skills of a general, the more people there are, the more difficult it is, and the faster the speed, the more difficult it is. This is an operation that every fighter will do, and it is also one of the tactical moves that tests the basic skills of a general.

The Silver Warlord will need to be able to control about a thousand Warlords with ease and change direction at high speeds.

Five thousand, that's the standard of a golden warrior!

Don't...... Could it be that this guy has reached the standard of a golden warrior?

"Senior Brother Gongsun's divine sense is really sensitive!" Zuo Mo couldn't help but praise, although he didn't know about the generals, but he could see the mystery at a glance.

Giving orders to 5,000 people at the same time requires not only a strong divine sense, but also a strong divine sense. No wonder Zuo Mo was surprised, subtle operations like this have always been what he is best at. Whether it is spiritual power or divine sense, he is not strong, but he is sensitive and abnormal.

"Could it be the Soul Beast Bead?" muttered the Pu Demon.

Gongsun Cha's divine sense control was far beyond the level of the previous game. In a short period of time, he had made such a great progress, and the first thing he thought of was the Soul Beast Bead, because he knew that Gongsun Cha had been desperately taking the Soul Beast Bead during this time.

Could it be that this Soul Beast Bead can make the divine sense more sensitive?

The Pu Demon guessed correctly, the change in Gongsun Cha's divine consciousness was due to these Soul Beast Beads. Gongsun Cha's talent in cultivation is quite average, which actually greatly restricts his development as a general. He worked hard to create his own warrior mentality, but his talent was mediocre, and the improvement rate did not satisfy him.

It wasn't until he found out that refining the Soul Beast Beads was helpful to his divine sense, that the ecstatic little lady began a crazy refining plan! He spent almost all of his time refining the Soul Beast Beads, and at this time, the hunting operation was unfolding, and the continuous supply of Soul Beast Beads made him not need to worry about the supply of Soul Beast Beads.

When it comes to the problem of the general, the shy little lady always shows his madness inadvertently!

This time is no exception!

Without figuring out the Soul Beast Bead in detail, he didn't hesitate to bet on himself. Because he knew that if he wanted to go further, he had to solve the problem of lack of divine sense. He is hungry for victory! In order to win, he would rather take a big risk!

He was right, his divine sense was not much more sensitive than before, except for the threefold increase in his divine sense.

"Soul Beast Bead?" Zuo Mo also showed a thoughtful expression, and suddenly remembered the golden soul in his hand. He has been busy all this time, except for Senior Brother Gongsun, Pu Demon and Wei, including himself, he has not yet taken the Golden Soul.

I was so busy that I forgot about such an important thing.

Zuo Mo couldn't help but laugh at himself.

In the battle chess, Gongsun Cha was extremely fast, and along the remaining extremely subtle breath, the huge team of Cone Flame Demon was like a red lightning, winding and snakering, pointing directly at the opponent's base camp.

It's not luck!Sang Nan's heart was beating wildly.

The other generals also saw that something was wrong: "Hey, it's weird, this kid can't be so lucky every time, how can he be right every time?"

"Yes!

"This guy doesn't have a dog nose, does he?"

"Neither can a dog!"

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The discussion around her gradually sounded, He Mei looked dazed, she was not a general, she was confused, she asked Sang Nan curiously: "What are they talking about?"

Sang Nan patiently explained: "They are saying, how can Xiao Mogo know the location of Yuheng's base camp without having to go to the sentry. ”

"That's right!" He Mei suddenly realized: "No wonder I think there is something wrong, it turns out that I didn't see the sentry of the laughing Mogo." Then she asked with a puzzled expression, "Why does Xiao Mogo know Yuheng's base camp without going to the sentry?"

Sang Nan said softly: "The Cone Flame Demon is not suitable for cooperating with the sentinels, although their speed is not slow, it is not fast, and the most important thing is that they will not hide their figures." Laughing Mogo should have a secret method to find the residual breath of the other party's sentry. ”

The surrounding chatter stopped, and everyone looked like they were listening. Sang Nan is extremely talented, and has won the title of "Best Young Warrior" for three consecutive years, and has won countless championships in various game chess. Among the younger generation, he can definitely be ranked in the top five. Many veterans in the army are very optimistic about him.

Although he unexpectedly became a follower of Ye Mingyue, he gave up the opportunity to be the commander of the First Army, and his reputation was greatly damaged. In the past few years, he has rarely appeared in public, but has a low profile on the side of the guard Ye Mingyue. But no one will doubt the title of the first general of the Genius Alliance.

"Look closely, the route that Xiao Mogo is going on is the same route that one of Yuheng's detectives just now. ”

Only then did everyone show an expression of sudden realization on their faces, no wonder, it turned out that Xiao Mogo had such a powerful secret technique.

At this time, this torrent of red snowflakes encountered Yuheng's outpost. Yu Heng had already discovered Xiao Mogo's location, and in order to further obtain more information, there were naturally many more outposts sent in this direction.

When these outposts saw this team, they couldn't help but be taken aback and immediately turned back. And some of the outposts want to plant a message tree and send the news back here. But how could Gongsun Cha give them this opportunity, with a wave of his hand, his team immediately flooded these outposts.

The outposts didn't have time to send back information, and they died.

Seeing this, the other outposts ran faster.

Gongsun Cha did not hesitate, commanded the team, followed closely behind these outposts, always kept a suitable distance, and did not give them the opportunity to plant a message tree.

In the demon world, the most used way to deliver messages is the message tree. The Sentinels carry the seeds of the Message Tree, and they only need to plant the seeds, and the Message Tree will sprout and grow and bear fruit in a very short time. The fruit of the message tree shatters into a colored mist, which can transform the message into images and sounds, and transmit them back.

It is extremely convenient for seeds in the same message tree to be able to communicate information to each other. But there is a flaw with the message tree, and that is that it takes time. It takes about a pillar of incense for the seed to grow to bear fruit. The time of a pillar of incense is naturally nothing in normal times, but if it is in a critical moment, this pillar of incense time has become the most fatal weakness.

At present, these sentinels lack the time for this pillar of incense.

Gongsun Cha's team suddenly separated, and the team that was originally like a torrent was divided into six big snowflakes. Each big snowflake was about more than eight hundred Cone Flame Demons, and they were like six high-speed rotating blades, protruding forward on both sides and dragging back in the middle, forming an arc, biting closely behind the sentinel, driving them together and not letting them separate.

ran and chased, just like that, half an hour later, Gongsun Cha's team had arrived at the periphery of Yuheng's camp.

This scene, all the demons were dumbfounded.

This...... What kind of play is this?

In a slightly large-scale game of chess, the contest between the two sides often lasts for twenty or thirty hours, or even more. Vast terrain, with plenty of strategic depth, and plenty of room for detours. The two sides have to go through a lot of reconnaissance, testing, local wrestling, compressing each other's living space, and so on, and then the final decisive battle.

And for such a large-scale game of chess as this one, many generals are prepared to watch the battle for three days and nights.

However, Laughing Mogo, who never plays cards according to common sense, this time is no exception. Don't build a camp, don't plant a demon tree, pull all the troops at the beginning, and kill directly at the opponent's base camp, which is ...... What kind of play is this?

"It's, it's too rascal!"

A warlord muttered subconsciously, but it made all the generals who felt like they were holding something in their hearts!

That's right! Hooligan!

Only those hooligans who do not pay attention to technical content will fight in the street like this, pulling everyone and hula directly to the other party's gate......

Sang Nan felt like he had swallowed a fly alive, and he couldn't tell what was wrong. The snowflake formation of the previous laughing Mogo was like a lightning bolt piercing the clouds, which made him feel amazing. The tracking secret technique after that is also indescribably unfathomable. All the signs made him look forward to the battle below.

However, this kind of expectation is by no means such an unreasonable killing in front of you!

That's right, it's just unreasonable! He seemed to see a clever swordsman, after a series of dazzling and amazing moves, suddenly throw away the sword in his hand, and instead draw the pig-killing knife at his waist, and rush forward with a scream like a savage.

What about strategy, what about tactics, what about skills?

The strong contrast made Sang Nan almost vomit blood in discomfort.

At this time, Gongsun Cha did not pause, and directly launched an attack, and in Sang Nan's eyes, the beauty of any snowflakes disappeared! He seemed to see a butcher with a face full of meat, and picked up the pig-killing knife with a cruel smile, and slashed it down with a knife according to the other party's brain, like killing a pig! My QT room has been opened! Fang Xiang's official QT room number [9177]