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The counterattack that had just been formed was suppressed in the blink of an eye, and others could only see our rout, but in my eyes, I only saw the casualties of the two armies.

The rout was all designed by us in advance. It is we who will be defeated, not defeated.

More than 2 hours have passed since the war went on so far.

I didn't feel anything, I didn't expect it to take 2 hours. It seems that in the blink of an eye, time passes quietly.

"Hahaha, the remnants of the army were defeated, I almost thought they could really turn defeat into victory, I didn't expect it to be just a return to the light, alas, too weak."

The leaders of the Barbarian Monks laughed, their faces full of smugness.

The vast majority of barbarian leaders looked down on the Kyushu monks, but there were still a small number of leaders who had a wait-and-see attitude and were more cautious. From beginning to end, he did not show a contemptuous look, and he has been silently observing the battle situation.

I didn't do anything, I just stood on the beacon. Let the wind blow through my hair and robe. This war is not yet the time for me to make a move, and the current scene is suitable for training an army of 21 million monks.

They are composed of scattered cultivators, cohesion and discipline are not strong, fortunately, after the battle of Qianling, they have grown a lot, but they are still far behind, and the war with the barbarian monks is a good opportunity to hone them.

Of the 21 million troops, there are about 19 million left, a loss of nearly 2 million troops. The loss of the 15 million barbarian army on the opposite side is even more exaggerated, with more than 3 million troops lost, and a little more than 10 million remained.

The battle for more than 2 hours was no joke, tens of millions of monks were entangled, and hundreds of thousands of monks were killed every minute.

On the surface, our side was defeated. If you take a closer look at the loss, the results will be astonishing.

I have been silently calculating the loss in my mind since the beginning, and I can only get this number now, and it is impossible to estimate the loss if I am not careful.

The armies of both sides were mixed. How do you calculate attrition? At a cursory glance, you can't even tell the difference between friend and foe.

"Is it okay?" Daniel Zhang's soul transmitted to me.

"Wait, the other party's high-level has not yet made a move, hold on for a while, control the casualties, and do it seamlessly, perfectly, to the extent that it is fake and real."

I raised my eyebrows slightly and responded to Daniel Zhang.

"Okay, I'll try to minimize the loss." Daniel Zhang responded and continued to plunge into the battlefield.

What he does best. It is to go head-to-head on the battlefield, which Daniel Zhang is stronger than Ji Zi. If Daniel Zhang does his best, he can completely annihilate the opponent's 15 million barbarian army at the cost of losing 4 million troops.

However, we said before the war began, we should regard this war as a military training, do not seek results, and pay attention to the process, so that everyone in the army can be trained, and those who cannot keep up with their strength will die, and those who can quickly cooperate and grow will become stronger and stronger.

This war is likely to be the weakest army we face in the human world, and soon the kingdom of monks of all eras will return, and they will bring back a super powerful army, and facing them with our current strength is just a dead end.

No matter how strong Daniel Zhang's personal strategy is, the combat strength of the grassroots army is not enough, and he cannot defy the sky.

A top military advisor left the army, that is, a strategist, a monk.

"Roar!" The battlefield filled with the roar of the beast.

A mixture of strange monsters, although there is no clue about the way to play, but the destructive power generated by the chaos is real.

"Retreat! Don't resist! In the middle of the battlefield, a young man with a bloody face burst out of his fist with a dark golden light, desperately blocking in front of the large number of monks, and blasted out a punch to block the stone giant who rushed in.

"Centurion, go." The monks, who were being protected by the youth, quickly evacuated and shouted at the youth.

"You get out first." The young man's cultivation was only a high-grade ghost general, but in the face of the stone giant of the half-step ghost king, he did not fall behind at all, and he played an incomparable spirit with his fists, and he was stunned to block the 4-story tall stone giant.

"Qin Yan, after the war, if he is not dead, give him the position of capital commander, give him the rules of heaven and earth at the king level, and mobilize resources to focus on training."

I pointed at the young man and said to Qin Yan.

"Yes, master." Qin Yan looked at the young man and nodded slightly.

I was on the beacon tower, and I had a full view of the battlefield, and no detail could escape my detection.

War is a place where bones are buried, and it is also a place where talented people emerge. War produces both dead and heroes.

I have seen a lot of potential loose cultivators, and for them, I will focus on cultivating, and all of them will be pointed out to Qin Yan, and I will vigorously cultivate them in the future.

The king-level rules of heaven and earth are the rules of heaven and earth in the body of the king-level giant beasts produced in the mountain range of the ghost world.

"Light, healing." A group of figures dressed in ornate white robes weaved through the battlefield, chanting difficult incantations in their mouths, sprinkling rounds of brilliance that shrouded countless injured barbarian monks.

The radiance melted into the monks' bodies, helping them heal their wounds at a rapid pace.

There were quite a few of these men in white robes, and they did not participate in the battle, but only roamed the battlefield to recover from the wounds of their own army.

By their side, they are guarded by stalwart paladins, and their own safety is guaranteed.

Although they did not participate in the war, they had a great impact on the war.

Originally, many barbarian monks were beaten to death by the Kyushu monks, but as a result, a burst of brilliance floated in, and the barbarian monks who were originally dying of life and death instantly gained vitality, their vitality was saved, and they had the strength to fight again. Jin Shengdong died.

"Hey, that's it, nurse?" I flew down from the beacon and to Anyarin and them.

"It's daddy." Anyarin glanced at me.

"You know a few things, that's the light priest of the Western Church, who can control the light element and heal the injured monks, and the light in the nine elements has a restorative effect itself."

Yuan Tiangang rolled his eyes at us, "However, the Priest of Light doesn't have much attack ability on his own, so they have paladins with them. ”

"Our monks themselves have a strong ability to recover, but the Priest of Light specializes in the element of light, so his healing ability is super strong." I took the conversation.

"Not only that, the spells of the barbarian monks are strange, you see there, in the rear of the army of barbarian monks, there are a large number of people wearing black robes, covering their whole bodies, those are the dark wizards of the dark church, specially blessed with negative effects for us."

Yuan Tiangang pointed to the distance.

"Well, I've seen it a long time ago," I nodded, "it's not just the Dark Wizards who have blessed our armies with negative effects, but also the Pharaoh's undead priests. ”

I looked at the thin figure holding a deadwood staff in mid-air, and the cold in my eyes was steaming.

The biggest difference between the Barbarian Monk and the Kyushu Monk is that the Barbarian Monk takes the route of specialization, and the way of cultivation is very strange, and the cultivator himself is naturally strange.

The Kyushu monks, on the other hand, are proficient in everything and are more comprehensive. Even if it is a ghost cultivator in the ghost world, he is also an extraordinary person, like a barbarian monk, he is simply a strange freak.

The specialization of the barbarian monk is powerful in the early stage, and it will not be able to go up too much in the later stage.

And the omnipotence of the Kyushu monks, the more powerful and terrifying they are.

"Yonghao, arrange for someone to assassinate Pastor Light, and those who bless us with negative states, also kill." I sent a message to Daniel Zhang.

"I don't need you to say this, I've seen it a long time ago, and I've already laid a trap." Daniel Zhang's face was expressionless.

"Sonorous,"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise was heard in the field. I followed the sound and looked over, but it was the Light Priest and the Paladins who were moving, when suddenly a yellow cage appeared under their feet, and the cage closed and imprisoned them.

Then, an incomparably sharp blade suddenly emerged from the cage, piercing the Light Priest and the Paladin trapped inside.

"Puff,"

The army outside the cage quickly approached, flipped the Dao weapon in its hand, and stabbed into the hole in the cage, killing all the Light Priest Paladins.

Daniel Zhang's trick was used on me in the virtual battlefield of Sun Tzu's Art of War, and I couldn't find a way to crack it anyway.

"Brush,"

At the same time, countless ghost kings rose into the air without warning, surrounding the undead sacrifices and dark wizards who had not yet reacted.

Waves of dazzling energy drowned them out.

Under the command of Daniel Zhang, our troops gathered in formation one by one, rushed towards the barbarian army, rushed into the enemy army and took a large number of lives, and then retreated.

On the surface, the Kyushu monks are at a disadvantage, but they have never been completely disabled, and in the eyes of others, the Kyushu army is always resisting with difficulty.

"How many of us have been killed?" As the time of the war came to the fifth hour, I couldn't help but calm my face, pressed my hands on the walls of the Great Wall, and asked Qin Yan out loud.

"21 million troops, more than 4 million killed. The enemy army was 15 million, and more than 6 million were killed. Qin Yan furrowed her brows.

"To be precise, our side is less than 4 million, and the enemy has already lost more than 7 million, your calculation is still almost, study hard." I shook my head slightly.

"Yes, master." Qin Yan replied respectfully.

"I really want to go in and pretend!" The old turtle jumped from Yuan Tiangang's shoulder to mine, as if stepping into a fire pit, and kept jumping.

"Don't worry, wait." My face was solemn.

"Oh? Closing the net? Yuan Tiangang threw away the melon seeds in his hand, hurriedly came to my side, and winked at me.

"Bear with me a little longer." I didn't look back, I looked at the battlefield, and at the barbarian leaders gathered in mid-air.

"Almost." Daniel Zhang turned to face me across the air.

"When the other party makes a move, we'll start." My soul was transmitted to Daniel Zhang.

"Yes." Daniel Zhang turned around and slashed out with one palm, beating the barbarian cultivator lurking beside him who was preparing to assassinate him into minced meat.

Now that Daniel Zhang's cultivation is the peak of the middle Dao Emperor, he has long completed the transformation of a Dao-level cultivator, and there are still people who lack the heart to assassinate him? It's just boring.

If it weren't for my strategy and the purpose of training, Daniel Zhang would have been able to block all the leaders on the other side alone.

"Retreat." Daniel Zhang's lips squirmed, and the thunder sound spread throughout the battlefield in the blink of an eye, reaching the ears of every cultivator.

"Peng."

A revered Ghost King Realm Dutong, sacrificed out of the Ghost Domain, stopped all the nearby ghost kings, and covered the retreat of his subordinates.

After Daniel Zhang issued the military order to retreat, the remaining troops did not hesitate, put down the battle in hand, and quickly retreated.

"They can't resist anymore and want to retreat! It's a great time to beat up the water dogs! Let the elite shoot, and we will also fight together to completely cripple the Kyushu monks. ”

The Kyushu monks retreated very quickly, flowing back like a tidal wave. Seeing this scene, many barbarian leaders were anxious.

"Although the army present is only a part of the Kyushu monks, according to reliable information, only Yang Yun's army is willing to send troops among the Kyushu monks. As long as we cripple it, then Kyushu is at our fingertips, and those retracted turtles are not enough to worry about. ”

The middle-aged leader wearing ancient Roman armor shook his palms, and his palms condensed into a black iron spear out of thin air.

"What do you think?" Radical leaders look at conservatives who have remained silent.

"I agree," the handsome man who was covered in blood and anger nodded solemnly, "The matter has come to this, it is certain that the other party is not a feint, if it is a feint, there is no need to hold on for so long, and the deception will not do them any good." ”

"Well, I also calculated just now that the Kyushu army is far superior to us, although they are at a disadvantage, but at the same time they are also working hard to counterattack and kill many of our monks, it is certain that they have done their best."

Another conservative leader nodded.

"The last wave of counter-offensive just now, killing our priests and priests, is their dying throes, they want to use this to deter us, but we don't eat it."

"Now they can't hold out any longer, so they have to retreat to retain their strength. They are very explosive, which is also the reason why we have suffered heavy losses in troops before. But their explosive power can only last for 5 hours, and their sustained output ability is much weaker than ours, so they have to retreat. ”

"Let's do it."

"Well, all-out bombing."

"Seconded."

After an extremely brief exchange, the leaders of the barbarian forces all agreed to the pursuit.

"Boom, boom... ，

In the next moment, 26 barbarian leaders made a killing move, quickly swept through the sky, and led an endless army of monks to rush towards us, intending to strangle us completely.

"Roar!" The lurking armies are revealed, numbering around 3 million, all of them made up of elites, which have been concealed by the barbarian leaders as hole cards before casting spells.

After they made an all-out attack, the hole cards were naturally exposed.

"Boom," countless ice-blue points of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a moment later they fell violently into our army, and the terrifying shockwave caused a large number of casualties.

"Peng." The ice-blue point of light landed on the ground, condensing into a six-armed giant tens of meters tall and covered with frost, each of which held a hideous weapon on each of the giant's six arms.

There were not many of them, but they were incredibly powerful, and after falling from the sky, they rushed into our camp and began to slaughter on a large scale.

"Woohoo Woo Woo . ,

Dense black lightning streaked across the sky, and for a moment, the lightning paused before passing through the Endless Void and falling into our camp.

The earth-shattering bombardment exploded in the army, and thunder and lightning raged. Fortunately, the Kyushu army sacrificed a spell in time to resist, otherwise the casualties would be very terrifying.

"Frost Giants and Thunderbolt Titans." Yuan Tiangang stood beside me and said in surprise.

"Old Yuan, old turtle, don't you want to kill people and pretend to be forced? Go ahead, right now, but remember for me, if you kill cool, you will be defeated, and give me a good performance. Destroy the Titans and the like that you just shot out for me. ”

I put my hands on the Great Wall, coldly looking down at the battlefield, my white hair fluttering in the wind, the setting sun shining on my face, reflecting the left side of my face orange.

"Damn, Yun Zai, don't worry, what I'm waiting for is your words, I have long seen that girl unpleasant." The old turtle rubbed his head, kicked his legs and flew out, turning into the size of an adult, and a golden giant Fang Tian painting halberd appeared in his hand.

"Yards, what do you mean by cool." Yuan Tiangang stroked his hair with his right hand, his forehead was shiny, and his face was obscene.

"You two, remember, the main task is to cover the retreat of the army, don't just pretend to be yourself." I reminded me uneasily.

"Alright, you'll see." Yuan Tiangang squeezed his eyes at me.

I keep a calm face, the person who shot can't be too strong, otherwise it will scare the barbarian leaders away, I want them to be timid and magnified, thinking that they can definitely eat us.

So Yuan Tiangang and the old turtle are the most suitable,