"Master, the little one took a cursory look. ”

On the battlefield of Yinshan, under the rear mountain wall of the Jiaojiao army, Jiu Ming excitedly reported: "The enemy's base camp is really empty, there are only about 100,000 men and horses, divided into nine phalanxes, and a serpentine valley is enclosed. I think the enemy commander was there, and I didn't venture in. ”

"Hmm. Su Fu groaned, twisted a trick, and several Xuan Ling led to shoot into the generals.

Everyone had long been accustomed to it, and Yu Shenji said: "Do you want to meet the commander? ”

Su Fu shook his head and was silent, half of his mind sank into the void in his heart, adjusting the chaotic information transmitted back from Yu Shenji and the others.

Now until wartime, he doesn't want to use the Xuan Ling Guide to contact everyone. There are two reasons for this: one is that the earliest fresh energy has passed, and the other is that the burden brought by the Xuan Ling Yin is very heavy, and even people who are used to multitasking are difficult to bear easily.

When Xuan Ling Yin entered the monk's sea of knowledge, it was not up to the monk to decide, that is, everything that happened to the sea of knowledge would be passed on to Su Fu according to the script.

At this time, you can choose to block or receive. When shielding, as long as the mind is withdrawn from the void in the mind and practiced with the use of awareness, the existence of the void in the mind can be temporarily forgotten.

In wartime, it is naturally impossible to block it, and it will send a steady stream of messages back, and it itself cannot distinguish between what is useful and what is not, what should be urgently notified, and what can be postponed. The wartime spirit was already highly concentrated, and he needed to receive information from everyone all the time, which invisibly caused him a huge burden.

He must always pay attention, otherwise he misses some information and it is likely to directly affect the outcome of the game. On the battlefield, everyone is desperate to win, and it is difficult for him to forgive himself if he is defeated because of the wrong information.

At this point, his attitude is as serious as his practice, and he does not allow the slightest sloppiness.

And the higher his cultivation, the more he can comprehend that when fighting against masters, or even in a life-and-death duel, a high degree of concentration is necessary, so he can't easily use the Xuan Ling Channel.

"Remember, our mission is to take the wasteland. ”

Su Fu exhaled lightly and said, "Without knowing the depth of the enemy, rash action will only bring devastating consequences, since there is no need to take risks, don't make extraneous branches." Let's get started and stick to the plan. ”

"Yes!"

......

The mission of the Nine Lives is to lead 20,000 elites, attract the attention of the remaining enemy forces, and lure them away from the range of the main battlefield.

The elite mentioned here is not the same as the foot soldiers, cavalry, heavy armor, flying wings and other types of troops, and they are selected from these troops, and the individual strength is very strong demon soldiers, thousands of which are already in the realm of the demon king, and the rest are also the peak of the demon spirit.

"You all come here!" In a gravel pit on the cliff wall on the outskirts of the valley, Nine Lives crouched on the ground and unfolded a makeshift map, summoning several of the Ruling Demon Kings over.

"You, you, you," Nine Lives pointed to a simple red dot in the northwest of the map, "each lead three thousand to this direction, as long as you hear the shouts of killing, and those ghost soldiers are attracted to start moving, you take the opportunity to sneak attack, start quickly, kill as many as you can." However, don't be in a war and move here before reinforcements arrive. ”

He pointed to another red dot: "Remember, don't resist head-on, just attract their attention, choose complex terrain to escape, and finally go back to the main battlefield, even if you have made a great contribution!"

"Yes!"

The three chosen commanders answered the order and led their men to sneak quietly towards the place. At the bottom of the valley is one of the enemy garrisons, but there are gravel pits and seaweed-like plants in the water above the cliff face, which can hide the tracks.

After they left, Nine Lives looked at the map, his eyes flickering. Of course, Fang Cai's orders were all given by Su Fu using Xuan Ling, and he suddenly felt that it was not impossible to kill them even if he used this method and terrain skillfully.

Just when I was a little moved, Su Fu's cold voice sounded in my heart: "The widow said, don't make extraneous branches!"

"Yes!" Nine Lives felt a thrill in his heart, sobered up from the state of "demonic shock", and wiped a cold sweat.

He settled down, estimating that the three commanders were already in place, so he raised his hand: "Ready!"

Taking a deep breath, he took out the dagger, and his expression changed: "Kill!"

The afterglow of the cheers has not dissipated, and the figure is gone.

The top of the cliff was about seventeen or eighteen zhang away from the bottom of the valley, and when the shouts sounded, two ghost soldiers reacted quickly, and each jumped up, but only halfway through, it was torn in half by a red light, and the purple-black blood poured down.

Nine lives landed, avoiding the pounce of a ghost soldier, and rushed into the enemy formation, only to see the red light flashing, and a ghost soldier would die tragically and fall to the ground.

"Kill!" More than 10,000 elites pounced down like dumplings, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

In the face of the sudden mutation, the Shura ghost soldiers showed strong adaptability, and did not flee in panic like ordinary troops, but fought back.

However, due to the lack of command and the fact that they were not facing ordinary demon soldiers, the formation was quickly destroyed, and death spread from inside the valley to outside the valley.

At the same time, shouts of killing also sounded on the other side. Smoke was everywhere, and disrupting the enemy's line of sight was only the first step.

After the fall of more than 3,000 ghost soldiers, the reinforcements had already reached the other side of the valley and climbed over one after another.

No matter how effective they are at killing enemies, it is almost impossible to kill them all within this range.

"Let's go!" Nine Lives shouted, fleeing towards the predetermined route.

More than 10,000 elites showed extraordinary qualities, and they had no nostalgia at all, and before the reinforcements crossed the mountain, they gave up killing one after another and followed behind Nine Lives.

Tens of thousands of Shura ghost soldiers were in hot pursuit, and for a while, the enemy's base camp was in turmoil.

......

Dozens of miles away, in the serpentine valley at the core of the Jiao Prison Fang, the ghost brake stood on a high place and looked out, with an expression on his face that seemed to be smiling: "The coalition forces seem to be eager to win." ”

"Who doesn't want to win!" Yin Xuansu said coldly.

"Sometimes, defeat is a strategy. The ghost brake glanced at him, "Let's take you as an example, if you hadn't been included in the Soul Refining Banner by the Demon Emperor, how could the Holy Lord have rescued you? If you really succeeded, the Holy Lord would have fed you to the ghost soldiers." ”

"What do you mean?"

"The reason is very simple. For you are just a wretched worm of failure, a laughing stock, and in the mind of the Holy Lord, it is more punitive to keep you in pain than to kill you. Do you think that the Holy Lord kept you because you were useful?"

"It's so naïve," he scoffed, "who doesn't have the Holy Lord's subordinates, what's the use of keeping you?"

Yin Xuansu's eyes narrowed, and Sen Ran said, "If, I kill you here, what do you guess?"

"You don't dare!" Onisha said firmly, "I know that you hate everything, you disciples of the Lost Sect live to destroy, and only destruction can give you pleasure." Isn't it your forte to destroy feelings, to see your former best friends turn against each other under your control, to destroy beauty, to abuse the best monastic seedlings or beautiful women to death in the most cruel way?"

"But you also have something to fear. ”

"What am I afraid of?" Yin Xuansu stared at him.

"Treasure Desire Demon Palace," Ghost Cha smiled slightly, "the desire to be satisfied is deeply fascinating. However, if you satisfy your desires excessively, you will become a burden, and you will become the most feared thing for people who are not even afraid of death. ”

Yin Xuansu's face turned blue instantly, and inhuman fragments involuntarily flashed in his mind, which were his nightmares, nightmares that he never wanted to think about.

The veins on his forehead were exposed, and his head ached as if it were about to crack under his instinctive resistance.

The pain made him let out a low growl, like a beast with an old wound.

"Don't worry," Onisha suddenly patted him on the shoulder, "It's not that no one understands you, I understand you." ”

Yin Xuansu slapped his hand away, grimacing his face and roaring, "What do you know?"

Onisha looked at his hand: "Do you know? Because of understanding, just as you hate me, I hate you too." ”

"That day," he said lightly, "on the day my eldest brother left Sanshan Island, you let me go without permission, so that I could see Chen Cang's killing of my eldest brother with my own eyes, so as to sabotage Fengyin's calculations and make me hate Jiao Prison, so that I would refuse to serve them, and then I would have to die alone." But you didn't expect that the people of Taiyi Holy Land would appear there, they killed my eldest brother, took the blame for Chen Cang, and made me completely fall into Jiaojiao. ”

"I know the hidden purpose behind your every move. He looked at Yin Xuansu, "You hate the pain that the Holy Lord has brought you, you hate his exaltation, you hate him for enslaving you, you hate me who can give orders to you, you hate all the people who have hurt you, you hate the whole world......"

"Since you know everything," Yin Xuansu said angrily, "why do you still agree? Are you afraid of death? Ahh......h

Syllable!

Ghost Sha suddenly backhanded and rudely interrupted Yin Xuansu's words.

"You ......" Yin Xuansu was about to explode, but as long as he was stared at for a little longer, he would burst into murderous demons, and someone would dare to slap him.

"I'll kill you!" he screamed hysterically, but his body suddenly couldn't move.

The hand of Wu Ding, the ghost general on the side, suddenly stretched out, wrapping around him like a snake, and the cold touch was like a bucket of ice water poured down from his head.

"I forgot to tell you," Ghost Cha said with a smile, "As the strongest ghost general under Feng Yin, Wu Ding's strength is close to that of the Great Grandmaster. I'm the generalissimo, and if he wants to kill me, he has to ask him if he agrees. ”

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