Wei Shou: “…”
He was in an angrier mood than ever before.
As soon as he saw this lifelike dragon, Wei Shou could feel the powerful literary aura and threat contained in it.
He had been a soldier all his life and had met numerous scholars, but who among them made him most wary or even afraid... except for Chu Wuhui, there was no one else to think of. Because Chu Yao knew too well how to exploit the weaknesses of people's hearts, the bigger the war, the better for him. The more people there were, the more difficult it would be to dispatch them. Once there was chaos, it would be hard to control.
Chu Yao became famous at a young age, and was called one of the "Three Heroes" along with two other second-rank scholars of the Chu State. That was not something that could be achieved by making plans behind the camp or commanding and dispatching troops in front of the battlefield. He was worshipped as a god by stepping on 80,000 bones in the Northern Desert!
Eighty thousand bones, a real number, no more, no less.
It was all his own achievement.
One battle crushed the arrogance of Beimo.
Bei Mo even offered ten thousand taels of gold for Chu Yao's head.
Jiang Ao has pulled out 100,000 soldiers from Chaoli Pass. If Chu Yao is not stopped, it is hard to say how many of these 100,000 men will be able to return!
"Chu Wuhui!"
At the same time, he cursed Jiang Ao in his heart.
Before the troops were dispatched, he hinted to Jiang Ao that he must not take it lightly, and only made it clear that once the battle started, Jiang Ao must rush into the alliance army and kill Chu Yao. Jiang Ao did not take his words to heart at all. After Chu Yao made a move, Jiang Ao knew that there was an old enemy on the opposite side, but he was lured away by Shao Chong and two others. Do you really think that you can walk sideways with the strength of the sixteenth-level great upper-class
Unreliable garbage!
Wei Shou didn't care about anything else and kicked the young general away.
The latter flew backwards into the air and knocked down several people.
When he landed, there were two enemy corpses under him, which had lost their human form after being hit. This showed how much force Wei Shou had used in this kick. If the young general had not been protected by his armor, this kick would have surely punched a hole through his chest!
Although the young general saved his life, the breastplate on his chest shattered and fell off piece by piece. He raised his hand to touch his aching chest, circulated his martial energy to restore his armor, and stabilized his broken ribs to prevent them from piercing his internal organs and causing more serious internal injuries. The battlefield was in chaos, and an enemy soldier tried to attack him from behind, but the young general shot him without even turning his head.
The tip of the gun pierced the attacker's forehead.
puff-
He easily drew back the spear and swept again.
The wind from the guns swept away the enemy soldiers who were besieging and attacking.
At this time, he saw the end of the path, Wei Shou shouted at the dragon: "Chu Wuhui, you are fucking crazy!"
But what responded to him was a swooping dragon.
When Wei Shou and Chu Yao were on good terms, he once curiously asked Chu Yao if his move was unsolvable. The arrogant young scholar said: There is no unsolvable word spirit in this world...
I also revealed the key points to my friends in a general way.
Wei Shou raised his head and howled, frantically circulating his internal martial energy, gathering it in his palm in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand and slapped the dragon, and with a buzzing sound, the palm wind condensed into a pale pink giant martial energy shield wall in an instant, spanning nearly a hundred feet!
"Someone move this thing away!" The simplest and most brutal way to crack Chu Yao's trick is to move the "dragon" away. As long as it is moved outside the battlefield, even if it has the lethality of a plague, it will be useless if it loses its target. However, he and Chu Yao have not seen each other for more than 20 years. The latter clearly knows the weakness, so how can he not find ways to improve it
There are also many scholars of literary talent in Chaoli Pass.
Wei Shou also had scholars and officials under his command.
However, none of their movements were as fast as Chu Yao’s.
The giant dragon disintegrated from the air and turned into gray and black snowflakes that fell to the earth. Wei Shou's face was as pale as the bottom of a pot, and he gritted his teeth.
"Wind!" As long as these damn things don't touch anyone, it's fine. Or, as long as the number of people who are touched is reduced as much as possible.
Wei Shou had already prepared for the worst.
But he didn't expect Chu Yao to be even darker than before!
The scholar from Chaoliguan received the order and immediately called the wind. Three or four different streams of literary energy made the gray-black snowflakes fly towards the sky. The strong wind blew Chu Yao's clothes and hair, and the silver-gray and white literary heart seal hanging on his waist flashed an ominous light. Chu Yao lowered his eyes to look at the battle situation, with a sneer on the corner of his lips. As the words came out, the literary energy surged in his meridians.
"The wind is strong and the sky is high, and the monkeys are howling sadly."
Under the sky, a white ape appeared out of thin air, a hundred feet tall. It opened its mouth towards the ants fighting below, and a sharp cry emanated from its mouth. A strong wind blew out of the white ape's mouth, and the gray-black snow that had already flown high into the sky was all driven back.
The sonic boom even caused the enemy soldiers' eardrums to bleed.
With a long howl, the white ape's shadow disappeared.
Although this scene was shocking, the battlefield was already full of bloodshed, so who would care about these scenes? Compared with the scene of the white ape, the damage it caused was not worth mentioning. It more or less gave people the feeling of fancy moves that looked good but were useless.
But only Wei Shou knew how powerful it was.
On the battlefield, brave warriors are only a minority.
The winners and losers of wars are often the most ordinary soldiers. Chu Yao's words are basically devoted to this - how to disrupt people's hearts and minds to achieve the effect of breaking the formation and killing people. The army is huge, and once it loses its footing and its morale is weakened, it will not be long before it is defeated.
"When two armies are facing each other, how can we show mercy?"
Chu Yao landed gracefully on the ground. On this battlefield with blood all under his feet, his scholarly robe was clean and refreshing, without a speck of dust on it.
Wei Shou considered whether he could chop Chu Yao in half with one blow. Chu Yao seemed to see through his thoughts: "I am just the incarnation of the Taoist spirit now. If Yuanyuan wants to vent her anger, just raise her sword!"
And Wei Shou once said in person: Venting out one's anger and rage is something that only incompetent bastards would do, it is of no use at all!
Wei Shou's fingers were shaking as he pointed at Chu Yao.
"Your literary power is limited after all. Now you don't have dozens of scholars to lend you literary power. Among 100,000 people, how many can you influence?"
Chu Yao was able to accomplish the feat of making the enemy kill 80,000 people, but his literary energy alone was far from enough. The scholars who joined the army from the northwestern countries all helped him. Even after many years, Chu Yao's literary palace is now fully developed, and he is also a second-grade upper-level literary heart with considerable advantages, but his literary energy can only affect 3,000 to 5,000 people, which is too much, and it is impossible to cover the entire army!
Chu Yao said: "Yuanyuan still underestimated Chu."
Chu·Wen Qi Incarnation·Yao raised his hands and opened his arms, and asked: "Yuanyuan, take another look. Are you sure there are only three to five thousand people?"
A warrior with the strength of Wei Shou can clearly see the flow of different auras. After Chu Yao's reminder, he discovered that the gray-black snowflakes transformed by Chu Yao's literary energy could float out of a corpse that had just died and look for the next target.
It is known that gray-black snowflakes can disturb the mind, causing self-harm and suicide at the mildest, and can even lead to cannibalism and endless fighting...
Also, this thing is not a disposable consumable.
so-
It not only has the lethality of a plague, but also the ability to spread like a plague? Wei Shou was so angry that his cheek muscles were twitching. In a flash, he thought of something. He rudely chopped Chu Yao's incarnation with a knife.
He gave a strong order: "Do it with all your strength!"
This was completely forced upon me by Chu Yao, there was no other way.
Chu Yao's words can bewitch people and attack the most vulnerable part of their hearts. Ordinary soldiers are not mentally strong, and they are on a battlefield where they can die at any time, so their mental defense is almost zero. Following this line of thought, as long as their morale is boosted, their hearts are pure, and they are not afraid of life and death, Chu Yao's influence can also be reduced to a minimum. Of course, the disadvantages are also obvious.
Boosting morale will accelerate the consumption of soldiers' energy and physical strength.
Once morale reaches its peak, it will begin to decline toward its lowest point, which means that the army will no longer be able to fight a protracted war.
The battle was at a stalemate, and Chaoli Pass was the loser.
Now we can only hope that Jiang Ao, this useless piece of shit, can get rid of Shao Chong and Chen Tang as soon as possible, boost the morale of the troops and restore the morale.
But, eight out of ten things in life are not as we wish.
Neither Chen Tang nor Shao Chong are so easy to deal with.
Jiang Ao didn't expect these two young men to be so difficult to deal with.
If Chen Tang's moves had some rules to follow, then Shao Chong's style was completely that of a beast, brutal, violent, vicious, and crazy. He was like a beast that didn't know pain, only knew how to bite off a large piece of flesh from the enemy, not caring at all about how much he had to pay in the process.
From time to time, a rough "haha" sound like a wild beast escaped from his throat, and his eyes had turned completely scarlet without him knowing when.
but-
Compared to Shao Chong, Jiang Ao is more wary of Chen Tang.
He always felt that Chen Tang at this moment was different from before. Not only was she stronger, more responsive, and more ruthless, but there were also some changes that he didn't know about. That gorgeous face was only dull and her eyes were cold, looking at him as if he were a dead person.
"I have traveled three thousand miles in one battle."
The speed of the sword-wielding boy is beyond the reach of the naked eye.
"One sword was once as powerful as a million masters!"
Thousands of cold sword shadows fell from the sky.
Jiang Ao retreated and tried to avoid it. When there was no way to avoid it, he used his martial energy to force it away. The martial energy fell on the ground like mud spots, and from the ground emerged a series of burly faceless men, each holding a huge shield. The sword shadows hit the shields, making a nail-like sound, like rain.
He seized the opportunity to condense the Qi around him, and he still seemed to be at ease under the sword rain, stirring up circles of ripples but never breaking his defense. Jiang Ao had to admit that the "landscape basin" he had taken a fancy to made him feel a long-lost urgency!
Desperately wanting to add it to my collection!
The more powerful it is, the more collectible it is.
"You will be my most precious head!"
You must hold it in your arms and play with it every day.
It would be a waste of resources to process them into landscape pots.
"Iron Pagoda, capture them!"
The sixteenth-level great warrior can command eight hundred martial arts soldiers.
These Wuqi soldiers in front of him were not comparable to anything Chen Tang had seen before. They were all wearing heavy armor, holding huge swords, and wearing two layers of chain mail. They wore shoulder pads, body armor, and skirt armor to protect their legs. The helmets were draped over their necks, which could protect their necks and cheeks very well. Only the eyes were exposed on their bodies, and the rest of the body was protected by thick metal, almost airtight.
The armor is extremely strong and even guns and arrows cannot penetrate it.
There are twenty ranks of Wudan warriors. Starting from the sixteenth rank, the soldiers transformed by Wuqi are equipped with excellent equipment and amazing armor and defense. The higher the rank, the further the armor and equipment are improved. For example, the twentyth rank Chehou can summon a thousand heavily armored cavalry.
Both the men and the horses were wearing heavy armor.
Although they are not good at charging, once they complete the charge and speed up, the place where they gather is an indestructible wall! No matter how many enemies are blocking the way, they can crush all obstacles with overwhelming force and overwhelming power.
Until it’s reduced to powder!
The Iron Pagoda mentioned by Jiang Ao is one of them.
The stronger the Wudan warrior is, the different types of soldiers have different strengths, but without exception they can all cause huge damage!
but-
"You don't even have a horse, and you're calling your dad an Iron Buddha!" Facing the heavily armored soldiers charging towards him, Chen Tang raised the corners of his mouth, narrowed his almond-shaped eyes, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his indifferent eyes.
In terms of chuunibyou, the Shen Tang in front of him is no less than Jiang Ao.
"Kill one person every ten steps!"
Although the sword in his hand was indestructible and unstoppable, it was a short weapon after all. Compared with the two-handed sword or the long spear and halberd, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a "toy". However, the lethality of the sword still depended on who held it. The heavily armored soldiers came with various weapons in their hands, like a dragon turning over, shaking the gravel on the ground.
Shao Chong used the most violent means to tear people apart with his bare hands.
The visual impact is strong, but the efficiency is low and the cost is high.
Chen Tang is different.
As the words came out, he stepped on the clouds and rode the wind, flexibly moving through the densely interwoven swords and shadows of the enemies. Blood spurted out of the necks of the heavily armored soldiers, and their bodies exploded on the spot. However, if you look closely, you will find that Chen Tang's sword tip always lifts up the opponent's helmet and neck first, and then cuts the throat with the sword tip along the gap: "No trace left for a thousand miles!"
She calmly and confidently approached Jiang Ao.
Not only was the latter not angry, his eyes became brighter and more greedy.
"Hahahaha, you're good! Very good!" Jiang Ao raised his arm and caught the sword blade of Shen Tang with his bare hands. The friction between the metal and the scale armor gauntlet splashed out dazzling sparks. Then, he held it firmly, and immediately laughed and sent out a palm, slapping Shen Tang's chest.
"How dare you, a mere ant, blaspheme the will of heaven!"
Although he avoided it, Chen Tang's brows were tinged with anger.
Shao Chong rushed forward again.
What was coming towards him was the heavy sword transformed by Jiang Ao.
The heavy sword was as tall as two Jiang Aos, and the blade was extremely wide and thick. When it hit the ground, it made a horrible big hole!
"Come on!"
"I have to be serious!"
Jiang Ao said this in an arrogant and dignified manner.
But Chen Tang didn't give him face.
"You are just pretending to be someone you are not! If you are so good at pretending, it would be a waste if you don't go to the assembly line to pretend to be rich."
Having said that, Jiang Ao does have the capital to be proud.
He roared loudly, and his already swollen muscles seemed to be about to stretch out his armor. His arms were as thick as rocks, and he raised his sword and swung it!
Jiang Ao was able to be promoted to the sixteenth level of the Great Master at this age, not only because he had Zheng Qiao's resources, but also because of his own strength. The heavy sword, which weighed hundreds of pounds, seemed as light as nothing in his hand. His body moved with the sword, opening and closing, but dancing tightly. At this moment, Shen Tang could not even get close to him, let alone take Jiang Ao's life with the sword.
The long sword turned into a bow, and thousands of arrows shot out like meteors breaking through the sky.
Ding ding ding—
Either it was blocked by the heavy sword or it was split apart.
Shao Chong came forward and was also knocked away.
Chen Tang let him fly backwards from his side, rolling on the ground for several times before slowing down and stopping with the help of the rivets on his combat boots.
"This turtle shell is quite thick."
Shao Chong panted and said, "Indeed, I can't scratch it."