A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

(172 and 173 merged.)

Convene a meeting of officers above the regiment level.

There was silence.

"The 10th Division is in a bad place."

Xu Jianian did not hide his disdain at all: "People like Luo Xian should immediately call in friendly forces to bombard them after they find that they cannot deal with their opponents, instead of waiting until everyone is almost dead before calling in people."

"What's the use?"

"impossible."

Someone frowned.

"There are nearly ten thousand students there. Under the bombardment of the artillery group, the enemy will only be the casualties of a few foundations at most. It will consume some mana, but they... will all die, and they will die at the hands of their own people."

Coverage bombing cannot deal with foundation-building opponents.

This was not the casualties of a few or dozens of people, but the massacre of nearly ten thousand people, killed by their own people.

Xu Jianian really dared to say it.

“This is what has been done historically when faced with race wars!”

Xu Jianian sneered: "They will definitely die anyway. What difference does it make if they die in the hands of artillery or immortal cultivators?"

"This is too..."

Some people looked unhappy.

Someone seemed to be moving.

"This is the most efficient thing to do, vote."

Xu Jianian was too lazy to talk anymore.

The voting weights of officers at each level are different. Army generals have twenty votes, the lowest regiment-level officers have only one vote, and brigade-level officers have three votes.

"no."

Jiang Ding voted against.

If life and death are really at stake, it doesn't matter. Doing this in normal times would be too harmful and would cause a devastating blow to the morale and morale of the army.

The mock test was okay.

If it were a real war, and humans are not machines, knowing that they would die in friendly fire at any time, no matter how powerful the iron army was, would collapse at the first touch.

What's even more frightening is that people are selfish.

Once such a large operating space is given, it means that the lives of a group of citizens are controlled by the superiors, and can be taken away anytime and anywhere on the grounds of "emergency" or "maximizing tactical efficiency".

If you cannot fully control your life, how can you ensure that the stinking customs of the old-era armies such as personal attachment and drinking the blood of soldiers will not appear?

"Voting in progress."

"50.3%."

"The battle plan was voted on."

Unfortunately, even with huge opposition, this plan still exceeded 50 percent.

The opportunity for war is fleeting, and it is impossible to make the enemy pause and let you vote repeatedly. More than 50% is enough to become an actual military action plan and implement it.

"Legion order: Once encountering force majeure from the enemy, the military chief has the right and must lock the enemy's coordinates and summon artillery bombardment before the main force is annihilated."

…

Jiang Ding passed by the edge of the battlefield silently.

He paused briefly next to a broken zombie of a six or seven-year-old child wearing a nine-dragon golden robe and a nine-pointed crown. He glanced at the broken limbs of the golden-armored general zombies around him and left quickly.

"This is the difference between immortals and mortals... Even the emperor is an ant in the eyes of immortal cultivators."

"I'm afraid that when refining, just find a random city and absorb people into large spirit beast bags. The soul and body can be refined in two ways."

He quickened his pace and quickly approached Xu Jianian.

He didn't like this person, but he did have real abilities. He was a second-level war commander, far superior to others, and it was related to the outcome of the battlefield. He couldn't be allowed to die in a casual attack.

"The 1st and 2nd Divisions were attacked..."

"The Ninth Division was attacked..."

"The 24th Division was attacked..."

After only forty minutes on the road, battle reports came in one after another. Distributed on a battlefield of nearly a hundred kilometers, a total of seven divisions were attacked at the same time, each facing dozens of foundation-building monks.

"this……"

"The teacher who set the questions doesn't want to see other people's kindness, so he just randomly sets the questions, right?"

Jiang Ding's face changed.

There are at least 300 foundation-building monks in the eastern group army alone. These are only those who arrived in this area through flying and teleportation arrays in a short period of time, and not necessarily all of them.

If all four directions are counted, then there are at least more than 1,200 Xuanwu Tiangong foundation-building monks stationed in the Western Desert!

Are the Xuanwu Tiangong's troops so abundant?

If it is true, how did the Immortal Gate withstand the frontal battlefield outside the boundary?

"Question teacher! What is your child's name?"

"Don't let me know!"

Not only him, but almost all the officers of the Eastern Army Group cursed at the same time after receiving the battle report, not afraid of offending others.

"Ha ha!"

True Lord Huang Mao was delighted to see this.

"The little guys are very energetic!"

"That's actually the case."

Dinghai Zhenjun Zhang Zhen's expression was calm: "Over the years, as we have accepted and excavated the Da Ri Sword Pavilion heritage and contacted various sects, we have gradually discovered that compared to the Immortal Sect, there are more commonalities and similarities between the nine Immortal Sects. form of civilization.”

"Theoretically, they are more likely to unite."

"When that happens, they're going to miss today's battlefield."

"Of course, the probability is extremely small. There are many conflicts between the Immortal Sects, and some have even lasted for hundreds of thousands of years. Every Void Refining monk wants to annex other sects and pool resources to advance to the next level. I don't know how many battles have broken out among the Immortal Sects. How many times have there been blood feuds between the two sides?"

The battle between immortal cultivators is really too fast!

In a short time, the results of the battle have emerged.

Discover, casualty, evacuate!

The entire process adds up to a maximum of seven breaths, regardless of the outcome.

After years of experience in war, the Xuanwu Tiangong monks are incredibly sophisticated.

"The Ninth Division once again encountered a young man with big ears who was suspected to be a true disciple of Xuanwu Tiangong's core. The entire army was wiped out. When it was confirmed that there was no way to recover, the division commander summoned a group of artillery bombardments. A total of eleven enemy foundation-building monks were killed."

Jiang Ding was shocked, quickened his pace again, and looked through the battle records.

The familiar torrent of zombie ghosts appeared in the sky above the tanks and armored armies. The sound of artillery shelling, the rattling of heavy machine guns, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the battlefield.

The big-eared young man appeared again!

He once again successfully broke into the two-kilometer range, and accurately locked the position of the commander of the Ninth Division. At a thought, a force suspected of gravity appeared, and the heads of more than a hundred Qi Practitioners, including the commander of the Ninth Division, collapsed to the size of a fist and shattered into pieces. Bones and blood foam flew everywhere.

The moment he took action, other foundation-building monks who were fully concealed in all directions also moved.

They maintained basic optical invisibility spells, burst out with terrifying speed, and broke into the two-kilometer range of the division. Each of them targeted the Xianmen Qi Practitioners in an area to use spells. Any one of the Foundation Establishment monks would have dozens of Qi Practitioners with one blow. Death of the Air Monk.

"put!"

The commander of the 9th Division roared angrily, and at the same time summoned friendly artillery groups to cover and bombard.

All the other Xianmen Qi Practitioners who used their spirit radar to lock onto the enemy also made similar moves.

Whoosh!

Within a few breaths, tens of thousands of white marks appeared from the horizon, and more than two thousand armor-piercing artillery shells were extremely agile. They each tracked the enemy and flew towards clear targets.

The Eighth Division has entered the thirty-kilometer interference range!

The Xuanwu Tiangong monk's expression suddenly changed, and he could no longer care about anything. He fled frantically away from the 11th Division. He used earth escape, wood escape, invisibility, etc., and soon disappeared from sight.

Leaving behind the bodies of eleven foundation-building monks.

Ninety-nine percent of the nearly 10,000 immortal sect warriors and qi-training monks died instantly under the bombardment of tens of thousands of artillery shells.

The situation of the other six divisions was not so serious. Without encountering the core true inheritance of Xuanwu Tiangong's foundation-building peak, they fought back and forth with the incoming foundation-building monks, and they all suffered heavy casualties.

"The results are not that big at all."

"Citizens of Xianmen should not be sacrificed so easily."

Jiang Ding watched carefully as nearly ten thousand classmates died in the instant of gunfire, and his brows furrowed deeper.

"The Xuanwu Tiangong monks are intervening thirty kilometers away from the Eighth Division. If it is not a fake move, the direction is..." Jiang Ding drew a picture on the microcomputer. After a moment, his heart was shocked.

"Eleventh Division!"

"My direction!"

Jiang Ding held his breath, his flying sword trembled, his sword intention whispered, and he used all his strength to activate the reconnaissance camouflage to gather all his life breath, and waited quietly.

More than ten minutes later.

The first figure quietly entered the thousand-meter sword sense range.

The sword of destruction is whispering.

The image of a man with a dark complexion and a hawk-nosed man wearing earthy brown robes was sketched in his mind.

His forward speed is not fast, slower than the full burst of the innate warrior, and compared to the speed of the foundation-building monk, it is simply squirming.

He is also extremely cautious, even if he encounters a blade of grass the size of a hair, he must carefully detour without disturbing him in the slightest.

He was like a dry stone that could move, and his breath was incredibly weak.

Without the burst of spell fluctuations, the second-order infantry spirit radar could not detect them from several kilometers away.

Many ghosts and assassins in the world of immortality, so-called assassins, are not even worthy of carrying their shoes in front of these Xuanwu Tiangong monks.

One breath, two breaths...six breaths, no one passed within a thousand meters.

From beginning to end, he was a man with a dark complexion and a hooked nose, and he was almost out of the thousand-meter sword sense range.

"The width of the military formation..."

Jiang Ding's face turned ugly.

The spiritual consciousness of a foundation-building monk is between one thousand and two thousand meters. If mutual support is not considered, a distance of five or six kilometers is possible!

With such a battlefield width and such foundation-building monks' mobility, defense, and concealment capabilities, how can they lock down bombing?

"An Siyan, Chief of General Staff of the Eastern Group Army, led the 1st and 2nd Divisions to join the 1st and 1st Divisions. The artillery accuracy and response speed within a radius of 30 kilometers have been greatly enhanced."

"Copy to nearby officers of all ranks."

Jiang Ding was shocked.

Thinking of the quiet woman with glasses, the three jade slips and magic weapon embryos were all used to enhance computing power, and the combat effectiveness was very weak compared to other immortal geniuses.

Connect to her communication channel.

"Da Ri Jianzi? What's the matter? I want to join Xu Jianian as soon as possible to assist his command."

An Siyan's confused voice came.

Jiang Ding's face darkened.

But I understand a little bit. This guy's combat expertise is staff expertise, and he also has strong combat command capabilities.

"If I were to confront the Xuanwu Tiangong monks head-on, could you protect me?"

"Are you crazy?!"

An Siyan was a little incredible:

"This is not how we Xianmen monks fight."

"Can your armored command vehicle detect the other party? There is a mid-stage Xuanwu Tiangong foundation-building monk within a kilometer range of me. This is within your thirty kilometer reconnaissance range."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"My detection range is fifty kilometers."

"not found."

An Siyan's voice hesitated: "I understand what you mean, but I have never done this kind of thing. There is no immortal monk like you..."

"How's the theory?"

"Theoretically, it is possible. As long as you can instantly transmit the attack node and coordinates, the artillery shells cruising in the sky can respond in real time, but theoretically..."

"That's good."

"Remember, anyone who dares to use a grenade will be killed by me."

Jiang Ding reacted calmly and took off his detective camouflage.

During combat, the concealment ability of the detection camouflage will drop sharply. It can be hidden from the Qi Practitioner, but it is meaningless under the consciousness of the Foundation Establishment Monk.

"This is?"

The aquiline-nosed Ji Ji, who was carefully lurking, was shaken, and suddenly looked back to look at a young man in green who suddenly appeared within the range of his consciousness.

"Dongji Demon Sect monk...mortal?!!"

He even rubbed his eyes.

The reaction was instinctive. Under the control of divine consciousness, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuated, and an earth thorn condensed out and shot towards the mortal's head.

Out of respect, this earth thorn has the power of the peak of Qi training, and the remaining mana of the whole body is concentrated to guard against possible sneak attacks.

call out!

A flash of azure sword light appeared, cutting off the earth thorn silently, and turned into a piercing sword light and slashed towards the hook-nosed Taoist, with the meaning of destruction looming.

"Sword Intent!"

"Have you Taiyin Sword Sect and Dongji Demon Sect colluded together?!"

The people with the aquiline nose were shocked.

The Taiyin Sword Sect, a newly emerged swordsmanship sect after the destruction of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, is said to have varying degrees of friendship with the eight major Immortal Sects.

While he was speaking, the sword had been slashed down, and an earthy-yellow jade bead blocked in front of the flying sword. The shield shook under the sword, and the brand of divine consciousness enshrined deep in the earthy-yellow jade bead stung.

But it was blocked in the end.

For monks in the middle stage of foundation building, the level pressure is too great.

"No matter what weirdness you have, you are still just..."

The hook-nosed Taoist spoke coldly, and he threw out a small seal made of loess. It grew to a height of seventeen or eight meters in the wind, and fell towards the mortals in the distance.

Whoosh!

White marks appeared in the sky at just the right time. The timing was incredibly precise. More than twenty armor-piercing shells hit the large earthy yellow seal at the same time, breaking its thick mountain body in an instant. The aura collapsed, and a dim small seal fell to the ground.

"not good!"

The magical weapon was broken, and the hook-nosed Taoist's complexion suddenly changed. He vomited blood and turned pale.

Confronted with such sword cultivators, he almost forgot that he was now on the battlefield of the East Ji Demon Sect!

Without hesitation, without even glancing at the top-quality magic weapon that had taken countless years and countless efforts to refine, the hook-nosed Taoist rolled up his earthy yellow light, blended into the ground, and fled into the distance.

call out!

The azure flying sword followed accurately, pierced into the soil, and cut through the outer shield of the foundation-building monk, but was blocked by a top-quality magic weapon shield on the inner layer.

Whoosh!

At the same time, dozens of smart armor-piercing artillery shells were added with the earth-breaking technique, and they shot into the soil together.

boom!

The cannonball crashed through the shield, blew up the top-quality magic weapon, and shot into his body together with the flying sword. Blood mist and debris flew everywhere, and a big bag bulged out from the ground.

"This is so easy!"

Zhou Lingling, An Siyan and other officers at all levels in the First Division and the First and Second Division all looked shocked.

There is a big Japanese swordsman who can lock the direction of the enemy for them. This is no different from hitting a fixed target. There is no need for guessing and prediction. The hit is 100%, and there is no need to worry about losing the enemy's position.

call out!

The azure flying sword broke through the soil and soared above the head of the young man in green.

Jiang Ding looked around calmly.

At this moment, he sensed the dense murderous intent around him. They were all foundation-building monks hiding nearby, not just a few or a dozen people.

…

"It seems to match really well?"

True Lord Huang Mao couldn't help but said: "At that time, if there was a Nascent Soul-level Sun Sword that could stand in front of us, guide the enemy's tracks, and kill high-concealment and high-altitude monks, I never thought it would be so good in my dreams. thing."

"This is the Great Sun Sword!"

"Back then, that person was only at the Nascent Soul level and was invincible on the battlefield. With just one person, he killed countless of our Nascent Soul monks. The legions were destroyed one by one in the sword field, and there was no way to stop them."

"After decades of fighting, there are even faint signs of advancing to the divine stage."

"If the central array spirit computer hadn't successfully locked onto his soul and bombarded that area with dozens of eighth-generation forbidden nuclear weapons for a long time, blasting out a black hole of spatial chaos in that space, which has not healed for thousands of years, that great man back then would Rijianzi may not even die yet.”

"Once he is promoted to God Transformation, the situation of the battle may be deflected..."

…

The murderous intention disappeared.

In just a moment, these foundation-building monks restrained the trace of aura that they accidentally leaked.

Even if a mortal was provoking, he did not take action again.

"good!"

"All seniors are indeed mature and prudent people."

Jiang Ding marveled, no longer waiting in place, his whole body's true energy exploded, passing over the ground, using his sword intent to continuously search for all living creatures with souls around him.

The speed of a foundation-building monk is much higher than that of ordinary people, but after maintaining the highest level of stealth, it is just like that.

In the sky, armor-piercing artillery shells were soaring. Occasionally, some shells landed, and a new batch quickly appeared. White marks crisscrossed the sky, densely packed, screaming sounds were endless, and death was everywhere.

This is the reason why these foundation-building monks are lying on the ground.