Gu Yang flew quickly, quickly crossing a distance of hundreds of miles, and a battlefield then appeared in the divine sense, it was a team of Terran monks who encountered six dragon warriors. Both sides are "late-stage" cultivators, and their combat power is equal.

Gu Yang's eyes flashed, and his body flickered into the sand dunes below, and he was not in a hurry to step forward.

In this great war, the "status" monks are cannon fodder, and both clans have a lot of reserves. The only difference is that the "Divine Dragon Empire" is a hierarchical society, and high-level warriors will not care about the life or death of low-level cannon fodder, while the "quasi-heavenly" powerhouses of the human race will try their best to rescue.

After a while, the monks of the two clans arrived one after another and entered the battle one after another. A skirmish immediately escalated into a hundred-man battle. But for a battle of hundreds of thousands of monks, such a battle is still not worth mentioning.

A quarter of an hour later, a ray of light broke through the sky, unleashing a monstrous coercion, it was a "quasi-heavenly" dragon warrior.

"Finally let Lao Tzu catch up, earth monkey, suffer death!"

The dragon warrior sneered, raised his hand and took out a jet-black war knife, and rushed straight towards the battle group.

"Withdraw!"

The Terran monks were shocked, and they all threw off their opponents and fled.

At this moment, a white lotus bloomed outside him. With a twist of sword light, blood mist burst out, and a "quasi-heavenly" dragon warrior fell instantly.

The sword light then flew back with a silver horn, and everyone followed the trend only to see a young man in a white military uniform standing on the top of the sand dune with his hands in his hands, and he didn't know when he arrived.

"Commander......" someone said in surprise.

Gu Yang nodded slightly, drove the light again, and rushed in the other direction, ignoring the battle below. The monks were in high spirits and once again surrounded the remaining dragon warriors. According to experience, the "Dragon Race" will not send "quasi-heavenly" powerhouses over in a short period of time, and they can completely solve the battle independently.

After half a day, both sides gradually stopped attacking and lurked separately, mainly because the vitality of the "quasi-heaven" powerhouse was not enough, and the physical exertion of the "status" monk here was also extremely great, and they could not continue to fight like in the big universe.

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At the top of the pyramid, Guanghui Yue looked at the battlefield that was gradually subsiding, breathed a long sigh of relief, and bowed to the Dragon Emperor:

"Your Majesty, at the cost of more than 10,000 deaths, the Imperial soldiers finally repelled the attack of the Earth Monkeys. ”

The Dragon Emperor frowned, and wanted to ask "How many earth monkeys have you killed", but thinking that it might be an unspeakable number, he didn't open his mouth after all, anyway, the strategic goal was achieved.

"How is the 'Thunder Army' assembled. The Dragon Emperor thought for a moment and asked again.

"Your Majesty, the Thunder Legion has already assembled one-tenth of it, and it will be assembled within ten days. The Thunder Legion Commander immediately reported it, and he was honestly afraid.

When the ministers heard this, they all frowned, and the Dragon Emperor also sank his face. In half a day, tens of thousands of people were lost, but only five or six thousand people were replenished, not to mention the enemy, the number of people on his side must be getting fewer and fewer. As for letting the "quasi-heaven" powerhouse come in first, the Dragon Emperor gave up after thinking about it.

The "Divine Dragon Empire" is a hierarchical society, once the upper masters are emptied, the bottom dragons should not make trouble. None of the other ministers proposed it, apparently knowing what was at stake.

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"Our army killed 15,372 enemies, seriously wounded 551, and no one was killed. ”

Gu Yang hid under a sand dune, and through the identity token, he immediately got a report from the headquarters, but he frowned secretly. The 200,000 army of the human race, nearly half of the "quasi-heaven" powerhouses, only had such a small result after fighting for a long time.

"The dragon human race can control the vitality through the bloodline, and it is a big problem that the human race cultivators do not have a real vitality technique. When fighting guerrillas, it is still possible to make up for the lack of quality in numbers, but once the main battle is carried out, the disadvantage of the Terran monks in quality will become a fatal shortcoming, and perhaps they should come up with a set of exercises suitable for the cultivation of the vitality of the monks of the 'Earth Hell Realm'......"

The cultivation of the "Xuanhuang Refining Body Technique" can transform the spiritual energy of various systems into vitality in the end, and the cultivation of the "Mountains and Seas Mixed Yuan Gong" to the extreme also has the same effect, and most of the exercises left by those super ideological civilizations also have this effect. It's just that it doesn't say that if a cultivator doesn't come this far, he won't know at all.

Gu Yang looked at the post-war summary of the soldiers of the whole army through the identity token, and at the same time thought about a new set of exercises.

The new exercises don't have to be very advanced, but they must be simple and practical, and preferably accessible to everyone......

Self-created exercises, even if they are old monsters such as Hong Yunzi, without tens or hundreds of years of study and exploration, they will never be able to do it, and ordinary monks can't even think of it. Gu Yang has his own way, but he can try.

......

Before the war, there were those who watched the excitement, those who spoke coolly, and those who were ready to reap the benefits of the fishermen.

After the start of the war, the situation of the war was transmitted back to the human world through this channel, and everyone could no longer sit still. Countless cultivators, regardless of sects and sects, all rushed to the Immortal Realm Star whenever they reached the "late stage of status".

A month later, the Terran army reached 300,000, and the Dragons had three reorganized legions into the battlefield, and the war was in full swing......

As the supreme commander, Gu Yang's personal actions no longer have much effect on the entire battle situation. Seeing that everyone was accustomed to this commando-style war mode, he quietly returned to the headquarters. However, the rest of the people didn't know and still believed that Gu Yang would show up at any time to help them fight.

"Your Excellency, in recent days, our army has destroyed less than 3,000 enemies every day, and the casualties have increased. There are more and more 'quasi-heaven' powerhouses in the Shenlong Empire, and I am afraid that if this drags on like this, our army will be crushed. ”

As soon as Gu Yang sat down at his desk, Luo Chen came up and expressed his concerns.

Gu Yang took a deep breath, nodded slowly, and shook his head again:

"Our strategy is to mobilize the enemy's main forces to fight here, and now we will not be able to achieve our strategic goal by closing the net. Once this path is blocked, the Divine Dragon Empire will jump directly to the 'Immortal Star' with its mechanical fleet, and we will be in danger. I have a new foundation technique here, and immediately allowing the recruits to renovate should speed up their promotion to the 'Quasi-Heavenly Position'." ”

As he spoke, a jet-black stele appeared in front of his desk, golden runes flashing on it. Luo Chen's divine sense swept away, and he said in surprise: "Thirty-nine Xuangong, heaven-level exercises?"

"It is a 'heaven-level' exercise that can cultivate vitality, with a solid foundation, easy to learn, and will be the main practice of the monk army in the future. Gu Yang smiled, and his spirit was slightly lifted.

"Okay, I'll immediately put it in the boot camp to organize cultivation. Luo Chen's face softened slightly, and he immediately put away the stone tablet and left the headquarters.

Although Gu Yang had the belief that he would win, he was also worried in the face of such a powerful enemy: "The Divine Dragon Empire still occupies the four peaks now, maybe they should compress their living space a little more...... Thinking so, he walked to the command room.

"Your Excellency. The orderly quietly brought a cup of coffee.

Gu Yang took it in his hand, looked at the big map, frowned and groaned

Historically, wars have been a contest of manpower, equipment, and wisdom.

All things are primates, and in terms of intelligence, the human race is significantly stronger than the dragon human race. There are not many immortal weapons on both sides, and the equipment can be described as comparable. In terms of manpower, the human race is inferior to the dragon human race, and the disadvantage is slowly expanding......

Gu Yang pondered for a long time to no avail, and was about to go back to the tent to rest first, but when he went out, he saw a group of beautiful white-clothed nuns, all wearing red "ten" hats, and a group of nurses. The first girl in a white dress has silver hair and a shining demeanor, it is Mu Xinran.

Dyson, the director of the Alliance's Office, was accompanying him and immediately greeted him, explaining:

"Your Excellency, the First Lady is visiting the wounded, and this event is being broadcast live to the world, and it is necessary for you to show your affection to the First Lady in order to calm people's hearts. ”

"Show affection......"

Gu Yang's old face turned red, coughed lightly, and then his face sank, and he stepped forward and asked coldly, "Why are you here?" The rice light was scorching, and there seemed to be a wind and thunder between the eyebrows, implying anger.

A group of nurse girls were taken aback and couldn't help but retreat, and the atmosphere was suddenly tense.

Mu Xinran was stunned, he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for a month, Gu Yang showed his face, and suddenly his beautiful eyes widened, full of resentment and doubt.

Dyson was also stunned, and shouted in his heart: "What kind of emotional intelligence is this, can't you show affection?" ”

Gu Yang didn't say a word with a cold face, grabbed Mu Xinran's hand and walked towards his residence, striding meteor with a compelling momentum.

"Bastard...... What are you doing...... I'm the First Lady...... Let go of my ......"

Mu Xinran struggled hard, but he could only follow quickly with his little short legs, like a white rabbit captured by a hunter, pitiful and aggrieved.

"Oba!"

A group of nurse girls reacted immediately and let out a scream, as if they had been stimulated by something.

"Goryeo style affection?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Dyson's mind, and he couldn't help but think of the Goryeo TV series, whenever the male protagonist showed affection, he would kill the heroine in an extremely domineering and cold manner, and directly take the female protagonist away...... I couldn't help but pat my head, and I only felt that there were 10,000 "alpacas" running through my heart.

The accompanying military media reporter's eyes lit up, and he immediately raised the video recorder to follow, but was stopped by Dyson:

"The alliance leader and his wife have an important military discussion, everyone, please go to the reception room for tea first!"

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Gu Yang directly pulled Mu Xinran into his silver "pyramid", hugged the girl, put his cheek to her ear and whispered: "First comfort your husband and me, the first husband and wife also want to show their affection to the public, this is a political task, and you are not allowed to refuse......"

"Woo......"

Mu Xinran's eyes widened, and before he could agree, his mouth was gagged......

An hour later, the battle ended. Gu Yang led Mu Xinran out of the residence, unsatisfied, but full of pride, he left the barracks again and went straight to the front line.

The girl Xia Fei's cheeks, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are all smiles, like a lily that has been weathered by rain and dew, and she is also unsatisfied. After seeing Gu Yang go away, he packed up his mood and returned to the reception room to continue to comfort the wounded.