Half a month later.

...

Jiuzhangyuan, the commander's tent.

A group of palace commanders and a group of commander-level generals were placed on both sides, each looking depressed, while Lin Zhao, as the marshal, sat in the position of commander without saying a word.

"Ship Lin!"

A commander with the old wounds of the demon clan claw marks on his face frowned and said, "Is this layout possible? Give an accurate statement. We have been stalemate with the demon clan for more than two months. We have not fought and retreated, and we have consumed a lot of food, supplies and supplies. If this happens, it will probably drag down the entire Shang Dynasty!"

"Zhang Jinyu!"

Chu Huaixi frowned and said, "Please pay attention to what you say!"

"What's wrong?"

The commander named Zhang Jinyu raised his eyebrows and said, "There is a problem with the layout of Lin. Can't we say it? If this layout could be won, it would have been a decisive victory long ago. In this way, the three armies are slacking off and the morale of the army is almost shaken. Who will be responsible?"

"Zhang Jinyu."

Lin Zhao looked at the commander and said, "In this big tent, it seems that you are the only one who shakes the morale of the army?"

"I……"

Zhang Jinyu frowned and wanted to argue again.

"Zhang Jinyu, shut up!"

The old coach Chen Wanli said coldly: "Sit down and listen to what Lin Shuai is going to make arrangements."

"Yes, old handsome!"

Zhang Jinyu sat down angrily.

Lin Zhaoze looked solemn. He didn't expect that the demon clan and the demon clan would be so calm. Millions of troops on both sides confronted each other for two months. The demon clan clearly had an absolute advantage, but he insisted on not attacking. It seemed that Yu Ren, the beautiful military advisor of the demon clan, should have smelled something. What a terrible insight. If the demon clan does not take action, the demon clan and the ghost clan will only watch from the wall, and no one will act rashly.

"What should I feel on the other side of the demon clan's military tent?"

Lin Zhao glanced at everyone and said, "We have to find a way to get the demon clan to attack on the initiative."

"What's the solution?"

Shao Shiyu asked.

"This is what..."

Lin Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Old Shuai Chen, you arrange for the human race's upper fifth realm masters to take an opportunity to attack, and do not enter the demon race's military tent. Just hunt soldiers or monks of the demon race in the wilderness outside the military tent, and continue to disturb the opponent while ensuring their own safety, so that the demon race's military tent can't calm down."

"OK!"

Chen Wanli nodded and smiled: "I know how to do it."

"I am willing to recommend myself."

In the tent of the commander, Qin Yushan, the only thirteenth-level cultivator, stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Super Lin, leave me the battle of the upper five realms. I will be in charge of the formation myself. With me, there will be no danger in the upper five realms we will fight. Even if the great demon Bai Lan makes a sword, I am sure to make him futile."

"Um."

Lin Zhao nodded: "That's hard work, Qin Palace is the commander!"

"polite!"

...

In the next few days, the human race continued to send the upper five realms to the air, either stirring up a sword energy to cut off the heads of the demon cultivators in the distance, or using a magic trick to turn all the patrol demon soldiers into blood rain, or the martial artists soared into the air, and smashed the heads of a demon cultivator in the middle of the fifth realm with one punch. In front of the Tianchi military camp in Jiuzhangyuan, two great cultivators of the Thirteenth realm were in charge, one was Lu Xinghe, the old sword immortal from Fusu Great Wall, and the other was Qin Yushan. The two were spread across. Although the demon race shot out a blood-red feather to hunt down a sword cultivator in the human race, it was useless and was directly chopped down by the old sword immortal with one sword.

The atmosphere in the demon clan's tent was depressing.

"Peng!"

With a loud bang, the big demon Jade White Jade fell on the bronze case, slapped the handsome case buzzing. She looked angry and said, "In the past few days, the human race has been constantly raiding the fifth realm, which must be Lin Zhao's trick again!"

"snort!"

A twelve-level monster said angrily: "In the past few days, we have more than a thousand demon brothers have been attacked and killed, including one of them. The brothers in the Guizhen Realm just went out to pee in the middle of the night, and they were fucked by the scorching blow in the cold wind. The three eleventh realm of the human race, and the two twelve realms, took action together. The brother moved his head without even seeing the person clearly. Is this the fuck? What is the deep hatred?"

Another eleventh-level demon cultivator gritted his teeth: "His grandma, the demon soldiers who came out of the military tent were hunted in groups. Just a group of small monsters from the lower five realms, the other party actually dispatched a twelve-level sword cultivator, and the natal flying sword attacked. The despicable and shameless human race has surpassed my experience in this life!"

"Damn it!"

A warrior from the Eleventh Realm Demon Clan who was bandaged on his chest with an arm injury said angrily: "A brother of my mother and her compatriots was cut to death by them. I wanted to find the place late last night. I just left the camp and got the sword of Lu Xinghe, the thirteenth realm sword immortal. It was so deceptive!"

"hateful!"

A group of monks from the upper five realms of demon clan were very angry.

"Enough, everyone."

Yu Qing narrowed her beautiful eyes and said, "Is it useful to just curse me? Could it be that if you curse me here, you can curse me and Qin Yushan to death?"

"grown ups!"

A gentleman in the twelve realm fox demon clasped his fists and smiled: "Indeed, it's meaningless to close the door and curse. I'd better think about how to deal with this assassination strategy of the human race."

"We also draw our swords?"

The big demon Bai Lan narrowed his eyes and sneered: "It's not just Lu Xinghe who has a sword, I have it too. The sword-making foundation is the foundation. I don't take it seriously even if I tie the two Lu Xinghe together."

"not necessarily."

Yu Qing smiled faintly and said, "Although Lord Bai Lan is very strong, don't forget that the human race relies not only on a few thirteen realms, but also on this ban under our feet..."

She stretched out a jade-like finger, pointed to the bottom, and smiled: "The military immortal spirit formation arranged by the military immortal Han Xin before leaving. In this formation, the realm of our demon cultivators will be greatly defeated. On the contrary, in the military immortal spirit formation, the realm of the human cultivators will be slightly raised by half. After a while, even if Lord Bai Lan is at the peak of the Thirteenth level, he may not be Lu Xinghe's opponent."

Bai Lan frowned. It was true that he was just unwilling to admit it. Otherwise, with Bai Lan's personality, he would have gone to Lu Xinghe to ask for swords two days ago.

"What should I do?"

A big monster gritted his teeth and said, "Can you continue to be a thousand-year-old turtle and a turtle shrunk? Where is the majesty of our demon clan? The twenty military tents and the vast army of millions of demon clans were blocked by a small snowy sky pool?"

"Stop your breath."

Yu Yan frowned: "Otherwise, if you miss, you will go to the human race's battle formation alone, and I won't stop you."

The demon was disappointed and shut up and stopped talking.

...

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and the demon clan has never been dormant and has basically stopped showing up in the military tent.

late at night.

Lin Zhao was wearing a snow-white marshal's cloak and took Chen Wanli. Huang Ting rode his horse out to patrol the battlefield. On the west side of Jiuzhangyuan, a peak rose from the ground. It was Luoxia Peak. There was a beacon tower of the human race above this dangerous peak. However, now the position extends northward, this beacon tower has lost its meaning.

In the snow, Lin Zhao looked up at Luoxia Peak. After looking for a long time, he suddenly smiled.

"how?"

Chen Wanli smiled and said, "What bad idea has come up with again?"

"Um."

Lin Zhao nodded and said, "Old Sir, if the artillery of the Ministry of Works of the Great Shang Dynasty was set up on Luoxia Peak, how far away would you think the demon clan military tent could be bombed?"

"this……"

Chen Wanli frowned: "I'm afraid it can hit the demon clan position at least ten miles away."

"Is there a way to move the cannon to Luoxia Peak?"

Lin Zhao smiled: "If possible, move more cannons to Luoxia Peak to let the demon clan taste the human cannons. In addition, dispatch a cavalry of 50,000 people to ambush the south of Luoxia Peak. Once the demon clan dares to steal the mountain, he will take advantage of the opportunity to intercept them."

"Although the artillery is heavy, there are many of us human monks who move mountains and ridges. It won't take long to transport artillery up the mountain."

"Then let's do it all night. The old coach will move the cannons. I will mobilize 50,000 cavalry?"

"Can!"

...

Late at night, a loud "puffy" sounded across a military tent near the southeast of the demon clan. Flame flowers rose in the military tent. Countless bare-butt demon soldiers who had not had time to put on their clothes rushed out of the tent, and were then bombarded by artillery into a pile of flesh and blood.

"So what's wrong!"

A great demon in the eleventh realm rushed out of the camp and roared: "Can you still let someone live?"

"Sir, it's a heavy artillery for the human race!"

A guard rushed forward and said angrily: "The human shells fell from the sky and killed many of our brothers!"

“Where did it come from?”

The monster turned around, narrowed his eyes and looked into the air, and saw flames spurting on Luoxia Peak. It was the attack from there. For a moment, the monster turned around and pulled out his sword and said angrily: "Brothers from the Forward Camp, follow me and level Luoxia Peak for me. No one of the human races who sneaked into our mountain sneak attacks will leave!"

"grown ups!"

A ten thousand men of the demon clan frowned and said, "Do you want to give a call to Lord Yu'er? Otherwise, if you don't transfer troops without authorization, it will probably be quite troublesome."

"Where is there any time to petition? The human race has already ridden on my forehead and stiletto and pee. I can't stand it!"

...

Late at night, nearly 50,000 elite demon clans left the military tent and headed straight to Luoxia Peak.

Just as they surrounded Luoxia Peak, the sound of iron hooves shaking the earth came from behind. In the night sky, countless human cavalry of Western Shu arrived in a mighty way. For a moment, the long sword slashed through flesh and blood, and the sound of war horses trampling on the demon clan came one after another. A demon clan that was completely unprepared was attacked by 50,000 Western Shu cavalry. The result can be imagined.

Kill until early morning.

The 50,000 demon clan army was defeated and was chased by the Western Shu cavalry. Except for some demon clans in the middle and fifth realms, they were basically killed. When they returned to the military tent, there were less than 500 people left. Even the eleventh realm monster was hit by a sword that Lu Xinghe had cut from afar. He was extremely injured. When he returned to the camp, he even thought about hanging himself, but the eleventh realm was mostly unstoppable, so he could only go to the eleventh realm to apologize.

"Peng!"

In the early morning, Yu Yan, a beautiful demon clan military advisor who was dressed in a fiery red marshal, slapped him on the bronze case again. His eyes widened and he said angrily: "I'm so angry!"
Chapter completed!