Back Off, Let Me Come

"Zhang Yongqing, are you really not considering withdrawing your troops?"

The green light formed a diamond-shaped space, blocking out the red fire with the power to burn everything. Shen Tang stepped on the void and looked down at Zhang He with a half-smile, who looked like he was suffering from a cerebral hemorrhage. As she spoke, she glanced at the other enemy soldiers.

The troops Zhang He brought out were all elite.

Just from the momentum, we can tell that each of them has experienced hundreds of battles, has a firm will, and a high-spirited momentum that cannot be easily shaken.

When they form a military formation, they can gather morale above their heads - although the morale provided by each person is not much, when the quantity is gathered to a certain extent, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

Morale is equivalent to the martial spirit of a warrior.

The generals or counselors who direct the legions can take advantage of this power. Of course, more often than not, it relies on instructions. By commanding the legionnaires to reach the state of "United as One", the military formation spirit can achieve a terrifying increase.

If generals/strategists use it directly, the effect will be worse, and it will also put a mental burden on the user.

The military formation Zhang He was using at this moment was the square formation.

Divide all the troops into four parts, each defending one side. The four sides appear to be independent but cooperative with each other. When one party consumes morale, it can be transferred/replenished from the other three parts to ensure that each party's strength is balanced. Prevent the enemy from breaking through with point arrancar.

At the same time, the offense and defense of the four parties can be flexibly changed.

As long as there are enough people, it is not impossible to kill not only the sixteenth-level great masters, but also the twenty-level Chehouhous. It’s just that there are not many such examples in history. After all, which 20th-level Chehou does not have his own elite troops? There are only a handful of cases where you are alone.

It usually occurs in battles to destroy a country.

The defeated side's troops and horses are all gone, and only the generals with strong survivability are still alive and holding on, either to fight or to surrender.

The normal process is that both sides meet, and the generals are responsible for fighting to increase the morale of their own troops. The same 10,000 people, with morale increase and without morale increase, are completely two different things. After the official start, the legion will be responsible for the head-on collision on the battlefield.

Someone like Shen Tang who is full of health and is besieged by the legions...

It’s really rare!

But this does not mean that you can recruit enough soldiers and horses to run rampant. The power of the military formation is affected by the overall quality of the soldiers. In addition, the neatness of the formation, the will of the soldiers, the efficiency of issuing instructions and the completion of instructions must also be considered... …

This is destined to mean that the larger the legion's formation, the worse its mobility and flexibility, and it is easier for brave warriors to fight alone to escape. From this, different military formations are derived according to different situation needs. Zhang He's current military formation is not very flexible, but it is very suitable for encirclement and ambush. It can gather people in a group and beat them to death just by using them. However, Shen Tang is unreasonable.

Apart from being a little out of breath, her elixir house was still full.

On the other hand, the enemy was not so relaxed, and their morale was depleted a lot. In addition, the outermost pawn of the legion was killed, and the formation was not as neat as before, so the pressure on Shen Tang was not as great as before. If this situation continues, she will surely win!

Tsk——

She should learn from Wu Hui his unique skills.

By affecting the morale and hearing of the soldiers, the purpose of weakening the power of the military formation was achieved. Unfortunately, only a few of her knew how to do it, and the few who did so were either farming or killing people. Otherwise, she would have escaped successfully by now.

Well, the same goes for being able to convince Zhang He to withdraw his troops.

Zhang He chose to ignore her nonsense.

Shen Tang pouted like a child.

"It's really a latrine stone, smelly and hard. Aren't you worried that my troops will come to make dumplings for you?" As he spoke, the long line of surging flames gradually dissipated. Occasionally, sporadic flames could be seen, just the scorching heat in the air. Before retreating, Shen Tang had no intention of walking out of the diamond space, "Oh, I don't know a good heart."

She deliberately stimulated Zhang He's nerves.

Zhang He's face looked ugly at first, but a black falcon flew from the sky. Miraculously, after the falcon flew to Zhang He's side, it transformed into a human on the spot! It is actually the incarnation of literary spirit!

The visitor nodded to Zhang He, and the solemnity on Zhang He's face gradually faded into a cold smile: "Chief Shen, are you sure?"

Shen Tang stared intently at the incarnation of literary spirit.

For some reason, she felt that this breath was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had come in contact with it.

Shen Tang asked: "What do you mean?"

"Of course, the more reinforcements you have, the better. If you go back, you will see broken bodies all over Chaoli Pass!"

Shen Tang: "...so confident?"

As he said this, he felt a drumbeat in his heart.

In the Dragon Slaying Bureau, Huang Lie was hiding his strength from the beginning to the end. In Shen Tang's view, the sixteenth-level senior officer was not a problem. It was a stamped parallel import. She or Gong Xiqiu could defeat it. Even worse, two fifteenth-level junior officers could do it. Contained for a while. By containing the highest-end combat power and ensuring the safe formation of the legion's power, the chances of winning are still very high.

The real thorny issue lies in his army of heavy shield warriors!

These heavy-shield warriors are of very high quality individually, and they are also puppets. They do not need any training or hard work to execute orders and prohibitions, and their actions are completely unified. Shen Tang could not imagine how powerful they could be if they truly gathered together to form a military formation.

She doesn't know, Huang Lie must know.

At this moment, he seized the opportunity and took advantage of Wu Xian's perfect hunting opportunity to launch a surprise attack... One side came well-prepared, while the other side was still in a hurry, and Huang Lie's advantage was indeed great. Shen Tang glanced in the direction of Liguan with his peripheral vision, and the sky at the end of his sight was faintly streaked with a faint red edge. She screamed in her mouth, her breath sinking into her dantian, and she spread the sound to the loudest level.

"Gong! West! Chou!"

Sound waves spread in all directions.

Wherever he passed, misty mountains and mist stopped.

The tired birds returning home were frightened by this wave and flew around.

When Zhang He heard this name, he not only had the urge to have a heart attack, but also a cerebral attack - Gong Xiqiu was also nearby?

In a moment, the sound echoed for dozens of miles around.

Wu Xian successfully reunited with Gong Xiqiu under the protection of Shen Tang's literary spirit. Seeing that his second son was only slightly injured, Wu Xian finally let go of his hanging heart. The second young master burst into tears when he saw his old father covered in scars. The father and son hugged each other tightly after the disaster. Before the strong feelings could be vented, they were frightened to an abrupt halt by Piercing's call, and the two looked at each other.

The father and son, together with the surviving guards, all looked at the bored Gong Xiqiu, ah no - the bored state was the same one second ago. The next second after the sound came, he sat up straight and turned his head as if an electric current passed through his body. Facing one place.

Wu Xian said worriedly: "Something happened to Sister Shen!"

This is clearly a cry for help.

He was a little confused about the relationship between Gong Xiqiu and Shen Tang. He said that they had a good relationship. Gong Xiqiu didn't even roll his eyelids when he heard that Shen Tang had died, and he had no intention of running over to support him. He said that the relationship between the two was bad. He now looks like his ass is on fire.

Just when Wu Xian was thinking about how to persuade, Gong Xiqiu said, "Watch and run." He summoned the Martial Arts Totem, jumped on the python's head, and then——

Fly, fly away? ? ?

The second young master was stunned: "Snake - can it fly?"

Not only can it fly, but it can also fly very fast.

In the blink of an eye, Gongxi Qiu jumped up until only his back was left. The snake body was twisting in the air. At first glance, it really looked like the legendary dragon. But whose dragon has horns?

Wu Xian was as shocked as his son.

It's just that as the leader of the force, he can still distinguish the priorities. Once Gong Xiqiu left, they no longer had the protection of force around them, and they needed to go down the mountain and return to the camp as soon as possible. If you're lucky, you'll be able to meet up with the supporting troops halfway, so you'll be truly safe.

When Gong Xiqiu arrived on the Wudan Totem, he could sense the aura of the high priest of the Gongxi tribe all the way away - the Wudan warrior relied on martial energy, and the Wenxin scholar controlled the literary energy. Both were controlled by the power of heaven and earth. It is tempered by Qi. Only the power of the Gongxi High Priest comes from faith, or divine power. With divine power, he can mobilize the power of life existing under the earth.

This is the ability given to the high priest by the gods of their clan.

In other words——

Fight with the high priest and make the opponent's feet lift off the ground!

Zhang He obviously didn't know this trick, so he allowed the figure with the power of life to dodge to the ground from time to time and stay there for a while. Gong Xiqiu wanted to laugh, but considering that the shadow was a senior member of the clan, he held it back out of respect.

"Mama-I'm coming!"

A huge python fell from the sky.

Every military formation has its advantages and disadvantages, and the same is true for the four-party military formation. Detaching from the inside to the outside will encounter great resistance, but from the outside to the inside, the barrier is relatively fragile. Gong Xiqiu's Martial Arts Totem accelerated the impact, and there was a soft sound like glass breaking, and a small gap was created.

Only one person can pass through the gap.

When Gong Xiqiu comes in, Shen Tang can't go out.

She watched as the rift closed.

Gong Xiqiu noticed her emotions keenly and summoned the valor totem again: "It's okay, it's just like killing her."

Zhang He looked at Gong Xiqiu sternly: "Arrogant!"

Gong Xiqiu: "You guys alone want to stop us... No, if the three of us join forces, you are just dreaming, right?"

He regarded the shadow as a person - a Gongxi warrior with the care of the high priest. The power he exerted was not as simple as one plus one! Well, he was a little eager to try it.

Speaking of which, he hasn't experienced it yet.

On the night of the genocide, he was caught off guard, and his heart was ripped out by Tang Guo's men before he could resist. Later, he was resurrected by Jimo Can and the heroic spirits of his tribe. The old priest had already died. The next step is to take revenge on Tang Guo. Jimo Can, the second-hand high priest, cooperates with him, but the guy just mocks him and fights alone. He has no idea what support is...

I thought I had no chance, but I didn’t expect that I could catch up with Mama. Regarding this, the excitement on Gong Xiqiu's face was undisguised.

Come on, come harder!

He, a warrior of the Gongxi tribe, fights for his tribe!

With a tearing sound——

The sound of clothes tearing attracted Shen Tang's attention.

Just in time to see Gong Xiqiu raise his hand to hook his collar and tear his shirt apart, revealing pieces of strong and swollen muscles. The skin texture is delicate and the contours are clear, making people unable to help but praise the male Buddha! A circular pattern appears on the shoulder blade.

There are a few scars on his chest and back, but they are not hideous.

No chest hair, good reviews.

Shen Tang: "..."

Unless the occasion was wrong, Gao Luo would have to whistle.

She smashed the arrows on the left and the net on the right with one strike of her sword, and said loudly: "Gong Xiqiu, what are you doing?"

Gong Xiqiu did not answer.

Instead, the phantom cast a faint glance at him.

The corners of his lips twitched seemingly uncontrollably.

The arc is very small and difficult to spot without careful attention.

The shadow raised the wooden stick and became a little empty.

He waved out a ray of light, flew over like a meteor, and merged with the clan pattern on Gongxi Qiu's shoulder blade. The ethnic patterns under his skin came to life, expanding throughout his body and evolving into more complex patterns, covering Gong Xiqiu from head to toe.

The moment the clan pattern woke up, it turned into a suit of armor.

The style of the armor is not as complicated or gorgeous as Gong Xiqiu's armor. On the contrary, its shape is simple, the overall shape is simple, and it looks unremarkable. Only the user knows that this armor comes from the earth. Through it, blessings from the gods can be obtained.

Gong Xiqiu clenched his fist.

He clearly felt that there was a majestic force full of life connecting him to the earth. Its breath is peaceful, which is completely different from the violent and domineering martial energy. It flows through the meridians, and it feels like being in the forest with the breeze blowing on your face.

At this moment, the literary spirit around Zhang He turned into a sneer.

The voice was very soft, so soft that you couldn't even hear Zhang He on one side.

Zhang He murmured: "How could..."

As the former imperial physician of the Xin Kingdom, Zhang He had contact with the Gongxi tribe and its history, so he naturally knew the special features of this ethnic group. Their power transcends established systems.

The patriarch of the clan is just an ordinary manager, and the real core is the high priest. It is said that as long as the high priest gives orders, both men and women in the clan can gain considerable combat power with the help of clan patterns. But for some unknown reason, Tang Guo, the general of the Geng Kingdom, was able to lead more than ten thousand elites to easily break through their clan territory and wipe out the clan overnight.

Zhang He initially thought that the records of the Gongxi tribe were exaggerated and external rumors were distorted. But now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he finds that some of the records are still true. Gong Xiqiu is really a scourge. I can only regret that he failed to use his promotion thunder robbery last time to take his life.

There is no point regretting this now.

The top priority is to find ways to deal with the two of them.

He turned his hopeful gaze to the incarnation of literary spirit beside him.

He said with a hint of respect: "Sir, please take action."

The origin of this scribe is extremely mysterious.

He originally worked for Zheng Qiao, but for some reason he ended up at Huang Lie's side, and even became friends with the sixteenth-level Grand Master next to Huang Lie. Before he appeared, Huang Lie had a group of heavy-shield warriors who were on the verge of being scrapped. The poisonous insects in their bodies were restless and out of control, and they did not obey orders.

In the past, it was dealt with by beheading. As a result, this person appeared and calmed down the Gu insect. They have all played Gu, and Zhang He is very aware of the difficulty involved, and is even more wary of this person. However, he inquired privately and found no useful information.

He doesn't even know his birth name.

Wenqi turned into Yin and said: "Huh, easy to say."

Therefore, Zhang He waited with confidence.

result--

Just waiting for a confused "Huh" from the scribe.

The next second, the shadow holding the wooden staff chasing Shen Tang's assistant seemed to feel something, turned his head to face this way, and then waved another long dark green needle! Zhang He still didn't know what happened, but the screams from the Wenqi incarnation's mouth suddenly stopped and disappeared on the spot.

Xuying's voice was cold: "You don't overestimate your capabilities."

Shen Tang also noticed the movement around Zhang He. She and Gong Xiqiu were in charge of the two military formations, protecting each other's blind spots. After a brief contact, she asked: "What happened?"

Gong Xiqiu was speechless.

"He wants to control my Gu."

Ah, who gave him the courage to play Gu worms in front of the high priest of the Gongxi tribe? Even if there is no senior high priest, the Gu worms in his body are the most precious treasure of the clan. Do you know what a treasure is? That is the King of Gu insects, and he still wants to control the riots?

I want to daydream before dawn.

|ω`)

The courier paid double the compensation, and I had a meal of thirteen-flavored lobster today.