The news of Yetong's arrival at the base of the source of darkness quickly spread among the dark races in the entire theater. Those who knew a little bit of secrets were extremely excited, feeling that they finally saw a little darkness in the endless dazzling dawn.
During this time, the empire was depressed, and the dark race was even more painful. The troops that march into the war zone every day will leave a suicide note in advance, and those who go in have no plan to come back alive. The situation can be said to be more severe than during the jihad period.
As the troops suffer, so do the strong men at all levels of command. How many troops are lost means how many officers and strong men are lost.
The few dukes who were in charge of commanding in the war zone every day were not spared, and their lives were extremely depressing. Although reinforcements were sent in batches from the rear, as many people died in the front. In such a passive situation, the Holy Mountain Supreme was indifferent. They only conveyed one order, and that was to attack, and the human race must be driven out from around the tiankeng.
The dukes had no choice but to take turns to fight, and suffered defeats one after another at the hands of Song Zining or Zhao Jundu.
Among the dark races, there was a secret rumor that Song Zining's Heavenly Mystery Technique might have approached the level of Lin Xitang when he first rose to power.
However, this kind of speculation is of no help, it can only further inhibit the high-level combat power of the Eternal Night Council. Those who can use prophecy near the tiankeng must be top masters. Such a character, the council treats it like a treasure, how can he be willing to put it on the battlefield
This is the lesson learned from Lin Xitang back then. When the twin jades of the former empire were just beginning to shine, the two sides confronted each other on the battlefield, and the divination technique and the secret technique also fought desperately across the air.
Especially during that time, the Heavenly Mystery faction of the empire fell into a trough, and there were signs of civil strife, so that the eternal night prophecy was very useful in the macro strategy of the chaotic empire. A little gossip, a little change in the weather of the battlefield, and a little suppression range of the peak powerhouse are enough to make the entire theater of the empire exhausted.
At that time, Lin Xitang's record was not very prominent, and the proportion of battle damage was still within an acceptable range. But as time went by, Yong Ye finally discovered something unusual. All the prophets who had fought with Lin Xitang gradually began to feel unwell after returning to Yongye, and gradually became weak. Some died after a few months, and some could be delayed for several years, but they also died early.
It was not until a few years later, when the Heavenly Secret Rebellion of the Empire ended and many secret stories became known, that the Eternal Night Council linked the issue of the Eternal Night Prophet with Lin Xitang during that time.
Someone formally put forward a speculation that sounded absurd and terribly thoughtful. Lin Xitang's real goal was to hunt down the prophet.
But by then it was too late. Although Lin Xitang didn't touch the heads of masters, those who actively participated in the layout and observation of the camp's battlefield were geniuses of all races in their prime. In time, real masters would emerge from these prophets with rich actual combat experience.
But now many of them have been tricked by Lin Xitang, and they are on a dead end. This kind of injury originated from the soul, even the Supreme is helpless.
In this way, Lin Xitang, with his own strength, caused a gap in the dark race's prophets to appear for a whole decade.
Since then, the Eternal Night Council has become extremely cautious in using prophecy. In ordinary battlefields, they only watch the general situation and do not end directly. Since then, the twin walls of the empire have truly shined in the entire Eternal Night world.
Now on the Tiankeng battlefield, the old things are about to repeat themselves. With Song Zining's high attack rate, he almost always expected the enemy to take the lead. It is impossible to rely on military strategy alone. He must have used the secret technique. In this way, the Eternal Night Council will be more cautious when using prophets, and will be more passive on the battlefield.
This was the situation that Yetong faced when he led the troops to set off. She didn't care, and led the troops to march slowly towards the Tiankeng, as if it was just a tour.
On the top of a hill, the faces of the two marquises besieging Wei Potian gradually turned pale and their breath became weak. They looked at each other, and suddenly they shot together, all of them were killing moves, and after a fierce attack, they suddenly pulled away and left.
Wei Potian let out a long laugh, and slashed through the air with the soul-slaying knife in his hand, and immediately opened a big gash in the back of a marquis, with the bone deep visible. The marquis staggered, not daring to stay in the slightest, and even ignored the troops, and disappeared in the sky in a blink of an eye.
Wei Potian took Qianzhongshan away, and said with a sneer, "Still playing this game in front of me? I've played it more than a dozen times, and I'm still fooled? If you want to run, leave a mark before leaving."
Wei Potian turned his head and saw that the dark race fighters in front of the defense line receded like a tide, and the hillside at the foot of the hill was full of corpses.
He stopped drinking and rushed out first. The soldiers of the Wei family also jumped out of the fortification bunker one after another, and followed the young master to chase and kill the remnants of the enemy. This ruthless killing, beheaded more than a thousand dark race fighters, and then gave up.
Satisfied, Wei Potian said loudly, "Count up the results of the battle, treat the wounded, we will call it a day and go back to the base to rest!"
The soldiers burst into cheers immediately, and many of them were studying how to spend their money after going back so that they could relax. The next time I play, I don't know if I can go back.
Wei Potian heard the soldiers' discussion and scolded with a smile: "Look at your talents, you know how to drink and find women! This time the military exploits are enough, enough to allow you to buy land and property. When you return to the base, your military exploits 90% will be handed over, I will find you a good place in the province to buy land. Go back, everyone is a family!"
The soldiers cheered again. Of course, it is impossible for everyone to have a family, but with the land industry, there is a foundation for establishing a family. No matter how hard you work, you can still have a noble family. When these small families prosper, the foundation of the Wei family in the Far East will be stable. The aristocratic families of the past dynasties have developed from generation to generation in this way.
Amidst the cheers, a cold voice rang in everyone's ears: "Are you in such a hurry to go back?"
Wei Potian's complexion changed drastically, and he turned his head to look, and saw a dark race troop appearing at the entrance of the valley. Although the number was small, the dense aura of a strong man made his scalp tingle. There are ten Marquis-level powerhouses in this army of up to ten thousand people.
The dark army appeared silently, as if emerging from the void. Wei Potian didn't notice the slightest warning sign at all, and even the Yongye troops who had just been defeated and fled probably didn't know the existence of this army.
Wei Potian was also experienced in hundreds of battles, so he turned around and shouted: "Go back to the battlefield!"
The soldiers of the Wei family immediately turned around and rushed to the original position on the hill. As long as they returned to the line of defense, the normal enemy army of more than 10,000 people would not want to eat this elite private army of 5,000 people.
Wei Potian led the army behind the palace, and the mysterious army did not rush to pursue, but advanced at a leisurely pace. The pressure gradually permeated the battlefield.
Seeing that most of the private troops under his command had returned to their positions, Wei Potian felt relieved, and was about to return to the line of defense when suddenly there was one more person in front of him.
He looked up, was suddenly taken aback, and said, "You, you, how could it be you?"
Yetong said, "Is there something wrong with me?"
Wei Potian said anxiously: "This is not a place to talk, hurry to the back of the defense line, the troops of the dark race will come up soon!"
Seeing his anxious expression, Yetong said, "Don't worry, they won't come over."
"No? Those dark races would miss such a good opportunity, why... Wei Potian looked back, and saw those elite fighters and densely packed strong men standing hundreds of meters away, motionless.
Wei Potian looked at the troops of the dark race, then at Yetong, and slowly opened his mouth wide.
"That's right, this is my army." Yetong said.
Wei Potian scratched his head, with a troubled expression on his face, "How could this happen? What, what should I do? You are Qianye's wife, how can I do anything?"
Yetong's originally tense face eased for a moment, and then returned to indifference, but there was still a hint of dumbfounding in his eyes, "I have nothing to do with him now. Besides, even if there is any relationship, he is not one of yours, right?" ?”
"That's what you say, but we are always brothers. How can I do anything to a brother's woman?" Wei Potian was very serious.
The armies on both sides could not hear their conversation, but the marquis of the dark race stood not far away, all of them had strange faces for a while, and it was extremely hard to hold back their smiles.
Wei Potian didn't have a good look towards them, so his face darkened immediately, and he shouted: "What are you laughing at? I don't like to deal with Yetong, and it's like playing with you. If you don't accept it, you can take out two at will, I I took it all!"
This method of calling formations is common, and it is very beneficial to Wei Potian's tortoise shell warfare, but this time it failed. The next Nerubian Marquis smiled and said: "Of course we are swarming, otherwise we will come here like this!" What are so many people doing, watching?"
Wei Potian yelled, and cursed: "It's really an embarrassment to your so-called dark blood!"
However, the provocative method didn't work at all, the marquises all stood still like stakes, their gazes all fell on Yetong.
Yetong said: "They're just here to watch, stop rambling, let's do it."
Wei Potian started scratching his head again, "I said before, I can't do anything to you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yetong suddenly appeared in front of him, a cold and greasy hand strangling his throat. Immediately, the world spun before Wei Potian's eyes, and the person rose into the air and hit the ground heavily. The blow was so heavy that it knocked out his Thousand Mountains.
Only then did Yetong let go, stood up, and looked at him coldly.
Wei Potian turned over and stood up, still dizzy and confused. Before he could think clearly, he hurriedly said, "Hurry up and go! There are heavenly kings in this area, and they might deal with you."
"Why are you dealing with me?"
"You are so powerful, even I am not your opponent, maybe some heavenly king will look at you and become a victim." Wei Potian said seriously.
Yetong finally couldn't help showing a clear smile on his cold face, and said, "If you win, you will be targeted by the king of heaven? You really... think highly of yourself."
Wei Potian shook his head vigorously to wake himself up, and said, "Isn't this normal? How can a general marquis be my opponent? You are a famous genius, and you will probably become a victim. You don't know who What the guy thinks, they want to kill young talents more now, not necessarily the Duke."
Ye Tong said: "Stop talking nonsense, use your Thousand Mountains! I'll tell you why after I'm done."
Wei Potian was helpless, a peak soared into the sky above his head, and put his hands up.
Yetong didn't move, pointed at his waist, and said, "Zanpakuto."
"Use this, it won't be good if it really hurts you."
"up to you."
Yetong's figure flickered, and suddenly appeared in front of Wei Potian, and lightly patted his thousand mountain with a palm.
This beat seemed light and powerless, but in an instant Wei Potian heard a loud buzzing in his ears, as if he was standing inside a giant clock, and the big clock was being struck. All of a sudden, his eyes were full of colorful lights, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
The towering sword peak became fragmented in an instant, but the afterimages of the fragments were still barely connected together and did not completely disperse.
Ye Tong seemed a little surprised that Wei Potian's Thousand Mountains hadn't been photographed in one shot. The corner of her mouth raised, and she found a solution in an instant.
Since it doesn't work once, then take another shot.
In an instant, Qianzhong Mountain disappeared, and Wei Potian fainted on the spot.