Hundred Refinements To Become a God

Chapter 119: What is the Art of War (Chapter 5)

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"Ahhh! Asshole, I'm never finished with you."

"I warn you, don't put me down again, I... kill you." She was about to collapse.

Li Heng, the bastard, actually tied her here, for fear that the demons of the Saudi tribe didn't know her... No, he did it on purpose.

However, no matter how noisy she was, how she cursed the eighteenth generation of Li Heng's ancestors, or even spit in a certain direction, it was of no avail.

The Terran soldier below, like a stone, remained motionless.

Li Heng was sleeping in the military account, and naturally he did not hear her voice.

After two short hours, the monsters of the Saudi tribe caused an uproar.

In the sacred tribe.

An elderly old man opened his eyes, and his slumped eyes looked very deep. He said, "Sure it's her?"

The demon clan powerhouse who came to report nodded: "Yes, that's her."

"Unexpectedly, she actually broke into the territory of our Saudi tribe. Could it be that this is the opportunity God gave us the Saudi tribe?" The old man chuckled lightly.

"Master Patriarch, she was tied to a wooden frame." The monster clan expert said.

Everyone: "..."

The little princess in Demon Emperor City was actually tied to a wooden frame

Who did it

Who the fuck did it

The high-ranking powerhouses of the Saudi tribe all had a calm expression, especially the old man, who had a very ugly expression. He said coldly: "Are all the people in the Blood Alliance group eating shit?"

The order has gone down, and the human army of 10,000 people is still active.

At this time, someone replied: "They are defeated."

There have been two battles, the first one went to 30,000 people, the second one went to 100,000 people, but they were all defeated without exception, and the commander of the Blood Alliance also died on the battlefield.

"A group of rice buckets, all of them are rice buckets." The old man was furious: "A human army of 10,000 people will still be defeated. It seems that you are too leisurely on weekdays."

In terms of the current stable pattern in the Yaozu world, they are indeed very leisurely. There have been few wars between races in recent years, and the only battlefield is outside the Pure Land of the Human Race.

But after the last defeat, the army of their Saudi tribe never set foot in that barren land again.

One is because there is no command above.

Secondly, because it is too long to attack and there is no benefit, naturally no one is willing to run over and play.

No matter how powerful a legion is, if it hasn't fought for a long time, the weapons in its hands will rust, let alone a life, a monster, and a person.

The old man got up and swept down coldly: "Who wants to play?"

"My patriarch, the Camorin Legion is willing to fight." A burly man walked out, revealing a powerful aura from all over his body.

He grinned and said: "In ten days, I will definitely take the head of the human commander and bring the little princess back safely."

The old man nodded: "Okay, the Camorin Legion will go out for ten days."

The man went away.

And the leader of the legion who missed the opportunity, one by one, was depressed. It was a small matter to kill the human race, but it was a big deal to save the little princess.

This is a rare opportunity for meritorious service.

General Camorin, who returned to his domain, immediately sounded the drums of war, gathering 120,000 monsters and horses, 30,000 cavalry, 50,000 infantry, and 40,000 archers.

Unlike the Blood Alliance Army, their Camorin Army is the most important army of the Saudi tribes, known as the Army of Death that came out of hell.

Although they have never fought against the human race, they often have friction with the monster race next door. Small-scale battles are set off from time to time, coupled with the tide of wild beasts in the mountains.

Moreover, the Camolin Army also participated in the Yaozu World War.

All in all, they are strong.

In the early morning of the next day, Camolin's 120,000 army arrived in this area. The man walked out of it and looked not far away. Naturally, he saw the little princess on the wooden frame.

His face darkened slightly, and he strode over.

"Stop!" a Terran soldier shouted: "This is the most important place for Terran. Those who come to sign up."

"Help me! Quick!" the little princess shouted anxiously.

The man sneered: "You are looking for death." It is naturally impossible for him to reveal the identity and origin of the little princess, because he is afraid that this group of people will use this to threaten them.

However, seeing the little princess tied to it, her wrists turned blue, and her face pale, he was furious.

far away!

Liu Feng was depressed: "The level is too low, right?"

"Well, it is estimated that there are not a few of the 120,000 people in the seventh or eighth rank, this?" the general on the side said.

"Is it not enough stimulation?" Another person said: "If this goes on, I won't get the number that your Highness wants!"

"It doesn't matter, kill them first." Liu Feng said in a deep voice: "We will stretch the front and put that woman into the territory of the Saudi tribe."

"The general is wise."

"Do you know what this trick is called in the Art of War?" Liu Feng shrugged and said with his head held high.

Several people were puzzled.

Liu Feng said, "This is called throwing bricks to attract jade." He pointed to the woman on the wooden frame and said, "This is brick, and the demon is jade."

The group of people behind suddenly realized, but they had a question in their hearts: "What is the art of war?"