At this time, there was a huge tremor throughout Lizhou.

Whining......

A low horn sounded between heaven and earth, and while this voice revealed desolation, it made people's hearts beat faster, as if it contained a strange power.

This voice did not come from the Terrans......

It's from the Wasteland.

The 100,000-strong army of the Desolate Clan finally launched an all-out attack on Nanyan Town, and every Desolate Clan's face was filled with anger, hatred, and a thirst for blood, and they rushed to avenge their royal highness.

Kill!

All the desolate clans shouted in unison, letting out beastly roars and roars, and the sound was earth-shattering, rushing into the sky, forming a powerful sound wave that swept out, as if it was going to be transmitted to every corner of the state, so that everyone could feel the madness and killing that existed in that sound.

Their purpose is to wash the entire town of South Rock in blood and pay tribute to the heroic spirits who died.

Zhou Qingsha immediately led the recruited army of 200,000 to resist bravely and block wave after wave of attacks by the desolate army.

Those soldiers, although they have only been recruited for a long time, have undergone cruel training, coupled with Zhou Qingsha's extermination of the 10,000 army of the Desolate Clan, killing countless masters, and the limelight is flourishing, with the latest manufacturing of the Shengong Academy, the combat power cannot be underestimated.

Hundreds of thousands of people fighting, what kind of scene is that?

The entire battlefield, stretching for dozens of miles, is boundless, and there are figures everywhere, and there is almost no end in sight.

The flames were everywhere, the smoke was filled, and the whole heaven and earth formed a kind of distortion, and the distorted ripples continued to spread and spread, and finally turned into a storm of death, engulfing countless blood.

Even if a powerful master enters it, he must go with the flow and take advantage of the courage of the horseman.

There are countless masters of the Desolate Clan God Transformation Realm, forming a team of destruction and killing, taking the lead, rushing over, trying to take the head of the enemy general in the midst of ten thousand armies, and then kill Zhou Qingsha.

But in the rain of arrows, these powerful God Transformation Realm masters turned into sieves, and they were killed by crossbow arrows one after another, and they died.

There are also masters of the Central Dynasty, unruly people, single-handedly, into the depths of the desolate army, harvesting the lives of the desolate people, but they can't hold out for a few rounds, they will be overwhelmed by the crowd and disappear from sight.

Blood, staining the earth red.

The weather became more and more cold, and then snowflakes fell from the sky, but before they fell to the ground, they were melted and evaporated by the strong fighting spirit, and there was no way to hide the battle and the blood on the ground.

On the contrary, the arrival of this snowflake, like the crowning of this great war, forms a maverick background, if it is painted, it will surely become an immortal masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages.

But whoever sees this war will be shocked, and the impact of the soul is suffocating.

However, Zhou Qingsha was in the rear of the army, standing on top of a huge ballista, watching the war coldly.

She is the boss, she doesn't need to go into battle in person, she needs to see six ways, listen to all directions, control the overall situation, take countermeasures in time, dispatch troops, and give orders.

"Fighting a war is like walking in one's own life."

The commander is the brain, the left-wing army is the left hand, the right-wing army is the right hand, and the middle army is the torso.

When marching and fighting, what is important is strategy, strategy, and blindly fighting to the death, which is inferior.

Moreover, the flesh of the human race is not comparable to that of the desolate race.

The Desolate Clan is blessed with a very strong body, and in the same realm, a Desolate Warrior can resist the siege of several people and fight with the Desolate Clan, which is by no means a wise move.

Although the Desolate Clan only had an army of 100,000, while Zhou Qingsha had an army of 200,000, twice as many as the enemy, they did not occupy any advantage.

The army of the desolate clan charged, and countless heads rolled to the ground.

If the army wants to block the rush of the desolate tribe, it can only form a military formation, adapt to the situation, and defeat the enemy with surprise.

In the Central Dynasty, the most famous military formation is the "Wuhou Eight Formation".

This is the formation invented by the Emperor of the First Holy Spirit to summarize the ancient military path, which can exert unparalleled divine might, sweep the eight wildernesses, flatten the world, and create one miracle after another.

After Emperor Qingtian ascended the throne, he built a grand ceremony and issued a military order, and listed the "Wuhou Eight Arrays" as the basic military array of the Central Dynasty and a compulsory method.

The eight formations of Wuhou are divided into fish scale array, sharp arrow array, crane wing array, glaive town, square circle array, goose-shaped array, long snake array, and yoke array.

Every big array can exert incredible power.

"The Chinese army retreated a mile. ”

"The army on the left flank has become a fish scale. ”

"The army on the right flank has become a glaive. ”

"The shooting battalion is scattered and killed. ”

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One order after another was conveyed from Zhou Qingsha's mouth, and in an instant, a huge change occurred on the battlefield, the Chinese army fought and retreated, and there seemed to be a rout, which made the desolate army even more excited, and the fierce light in his eyes was great, and he let out a wolf-like rush to kill.

The Chinese army retreated a mile and lost thousands of lives.

But Zhou Qingsha's eyes were not shocked, there was no fluctuation in his expression, and some were just cold.

At this moment, the army on the left flank burst out and turned into a phalanx like fish scales, distributed in a trapezoidal shape, and gradually moved closer to the center.

At the same time, the right-wing army also changed, and it was suddenly elongated, like a half-moon shape, revealing a sharp edge, and forcibly cutting the desolate army apart, without seeing the beginning and the end.

Then, the armies of the two wings continued to strangle in the center, and the desolate army that rushed to kill the middle army did not react to what was going on, so it became a battle of trapped beasts and suffered a catastrophe of annihilation.

At this time, the desolate clan lost more than 5,000 people, and the results were quite fruitful.

"Wuhou Eight Formations?"

In the army of the desolate clan, the boss is a young man, who looks very dazzling.

He seems to be different from other desolate tribes, his body actually exudes a book-like aura, and his behavior reveals a gentle and elegant manner, without any rudeness and arrogance, and what he speaks is not the harsh indigenous language of the desolate tribe, but pure human language.

He didn't look like a desolate tribe at all, but like a man.

"Zhou Qingsha, since you want to play, then I'll have fun with you!" A smile appeared on his face, and there was no sadness, anger, or regret for the five thousand desolate tribes who died.

This is the cruelty of war, human life is like paper.

The young man also gave the order.

Rumble!

In an instant, the army of the desolate clan also underwent a huge change, and it actually began to arrange its troops, condensing into a military formation, and the forward took on the shape of an arrow, like a hideous and sharp arrow, killing and killing.

It was actually the sharp arrow formation in the "Wuhou Eight Formations".

In an instant, the Terran army suffered countless casualties and rivers of blood.

"The whole army retreats!" Zhou Qingsha's heart sank, and he decisively gave the order to retreat.

Knock! Knock!

The sound of the drums rang out and spread through.

The army immediately retreated like a tidal wave, without a fight.

"Among the army of the Desolate Clan, there are actually people who understand the Eight Formations of Wuhou, which is not trivial!" During the retreat, Zhou Qingsha pondered in his heart, and then issued an order: "Let me find out what kind of character the commander of the Desolate Clan is!"

"Yes!" the general of the scout battalion immediately led the order to leave.

"Have you retreated, chase me down!" Among the desolate clans, the young man's eyes flashed and he waved his hand.

The army of the desolate clan fiercely pursued and killed Baili, and the corpses were all over the field, until they reached the front of Nanyan Town, and then stopped.

At this time, Nanyan Town had already strengthened the defensive wall, which was very tall and heavy, and there were countless cloud crossbows lined up on it, and the sharp arrows gave the desolate army a huge deterrent.

In Nanyan Town, all the generals gathered together, Han Yanqing, the lord of Nanyang City, and Pei Zhao, the general of Nanyang, were also in the ranks, and Zhou Qingsha sat above, seemingly discussing important matters.

"County Lord, it has been counted, our army suffered more than 50,000 casualties and killed 30,000 enemies. One of the generals held a pamphlet and reported it.

The entire hall suddenly appeared as silent as death, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

An army of 200,000 against an army of 100,000, twice as large as the enemy, clearly had an advantage, but the number of casualties was reversed.

This is a huge irony.

On the first day alone, the army lost more than 50,000 men, and was defeated, retreating to the town of Nanyan, which is really terrifying.

However, Zhou Qingsha was still calm and calm, and asked, "Have all the people in Nanyan Town been transferred?"

"Most of them have been moved to safety, but there are so many people and some villages are so remote that there is no way to do so. ”

Nanyang City Lord Han Yanqing's heart tightened, he became nervous, and replied stubbornly.

Although he had tried his best, he was still afraid that Zhou Qingsha would blame him.

Zhou Qingsha has now broken Tianyuan, been reborn, and cultivated into the innate realm, I don't know how many peerless masters he has killed, he is very strong, and now he has 200,000 troops in his hands, and he has received a huge reward from the imperial court, which can be said to be monstrous, and that momentum alone is enough to make people fearful.

Zhou Qingsha bowed slightly: "Obey the destiny of heaven, do your best, you can transfer as much as you want, this time there are masters in the army of the desolate clan, know how to arrange troops, be good at using the way of soldiers, menacing, we must strengthen our vigilance, remember not to make any mistakes, if anyone dares to slack off, don't blame our military law." ”

"Yes!" everyone replied at once, trembling.

"Everyone has worked hard in this battle, we must record everyone's merits, this time the court has come down so many rewards, everyone has a share. ”

Zhou Qingsha immediately said again.

Only by combining grace and power can we calm people's hearts.

"Thank you, Lord County!" Sure enough, when everyone heard this, their faces immediately showed excitement, and they hurriedly cried out in gratitude and shouted loudly.

At this moment, the general of the scout battalion rushed in from the outside, covered in a layer of blood, as if he had just experienced a terrible battle.

"Lord Qiyu, the last general is fortunate not to be dishonored, and it has been found out. ”