As soon as he returned to the Holy Land, Qianye gathered the elders of the various tribes to inquire about the battle. At this moment, it was not only the Monroe tribe that gathered in the Holy Land, but also the Byrne and Sperk tribes who came to support.

The Artois are primitive and rustic, but not stupid. Thousand Nights has communicated with the Holy Spirit and is also regarded as the spokesperson of the Holy Spirit. On the other hand, the bloody facts also make them understand that only a thousand nights can truly stop the destruction of the black devil. In front of the Maharaja, no matter how heroic the Artois are, no matter how much they sacrifice their lives and forget their deaths, they can't change the situation of the war, and at most they can only drag on for a while.

So Qianye convened a meeting, and all the elders were very cooperative, and there were no accidents. From the narration of the elders, Qianye's account of the entire battle gradually became clear.

This attack on the Eternal Night Base was a desperate attempt by the Artois to drive the Eternal Night away from the Holy Mountain in one fell swoop, but they lost the gamble. In battle, the Artois used the elite warriors to blow themselves up, and the ordinary warriors followed up to contain them, and then the giant god of war struck the final blow.

It's just that this set of tactics is outdated. The Eternal Night powerhouse is not static, on the contrary, those who can enter the inner world are the elite of the elite.

Artois' attack was discovered from the very beginning by the Eternal Night Strong, and under the auspices of Bytheus, the Eternal Night Strongmen quickly entered the pre-set defensive position, turning the Artois sneak attack into a tough battle.

No primitive tribe can be an opponent of a mature civilization in positional warfare. This time, Eternal Night did not use the Maharaja from the beginning, but simply relied on the dense fire of the Force Gun to knock out most of the Artois warriors who rushed forward in an instant.

Sporadic self-detonation could not threaten the defense line of the eternal night at all, and after the elite fighters fell, the ordinary fighters in the rear were immediately exposed to fire and became targets.

War became a massacre from the very beginning.

The Artois move like lightning, but the powerhouses of the eternal night are at least counts, with a Force gun in hand, tracking a dozen targets at the same time, attacking three or five of them, which is the bare minimum ability. Some Artois fighters leapt high and tried to break into positions from the air, only to be smashed into a sieve by volley.

The giant god of war didn't even get a chance to rush to the front of the position.

The assault quickly turned into a rout, but fortunately, the pursuit of the strong men of the eternal night was not very careful, and they pursued unhurriedly all the way, more like they wanted to drive the Artois back to their hometown.

After learning about the battle situation, Qianye also felt helpless for a while.

This battle was fought in a dignified manner, that is, relying on superior force, the Artois were defeated head-on. Of the thirteen tribes of Artois, two and a half have already been crippled.

The only way out was originally to unite the empire, with the imperial king to balance the eternal night king, and the Artois warriors to supplement the shortcomings of the strong in the empire, which was a match made in heaven. Together, it is possible to block the eternal night

Beyond the Holy Mountain. At least it can be delayed for a little longer.

At the moment, the Emperor Dingxuan of the Empire is obviously close to the left, but he is just watching the battle secretly, and he doesn't make a move at all. Is this to see that Artois is bound to fight to the death with the eternal night, and wants to wait for Artois to be exhausted, and then come to clean up the mess?

Qianye was secretly angry in his heart, King Dingxuan was so sure, he would definitely stand on the side of the empire?

With a click, the chair that Qianye was sitting on suddenly fell apart, and then turned to powder. Only then did he realize that his mind was so turbulent that the Force overflowed. Looking at the shocked gazes of the elders around him, Qianye's face regained his composure. At this moment, the chair was gone, he simply got up, raised his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a topographic map of the holy mountain appeared in the air.

"We must not allow the black devil to defile the holy mountain, let alone let them get the treasure left by the Holy Spirit! But the black devil is so powerful that it is not easy to deal with. So my suggestion is to first issue a call for holy war, summoning other tribes to come to the sacred mountain to assemble. Then, we will set up a defensive line in this area to prevent the black devil from stepping into the holy mountain. ”

The defense line set by Qianye actually does not have many geographical advantages, but it is close to the holy land, which can shorten the defense line to the greatest extent. In the face of many Eternal Night powerhouses above the earl level, it makes no difference whether there is or is not a terrain advantage.

The elders had no experience in large-scale warfare, let alone fighting the Eternal Night. So far, several battles with Yongye have been heavy losses, and if it weren't for the fact that Qianye made a move at a critical moment, the result would only be a complete defeat.

Fortunately, the Artois elders did not have much desire for power, and they all agreed with Qianye's plan.

Qianye knew that this was just an expedient measure. Even if the defense line is contracted, the Eternal Night powerhouse can completely gnaw down the defense line little by little in the way that the prince is in charge and the prince and duke are encroaching. In fact, as long as the Maharaja doesn't trust the big ones and doesn't give Qianye a chance to sneak attack, the hope of defeating Qianye is very slim, let alone killing.

Qianye decided that he still had to go to the imperial camp and have a good talk with King Dingxuan. This is a major matter related to the life and death of the human race, and it cannot be recklessly acted by some people just because they already have a view.

The plan has been decided, and Qianye will leave the Holy Land and rush to the possible hidden territory of the Empire.

Deep in a valley, there was just a small camp. From a distance, this valley is no different from the rest of the inner world, and there is a living dark force everywhere. Only when you get close to a certain level can you see that the small area in the middle of the valley is full of clear air, like a fairyland.

In the center of the camp, there are eight stone pillars. The stone pillars are still mostly natural in shape, and they vary. There is a different painting on each stone pillar, or pine, plum, bamboo chrysanthemum, or landscape, stream and cloud, all of which are integrated with the natural texture, which is really a masterpiece.

What's even more rare is that the pictures on these eight stone pillars are actually a Force Array, and the eight arrays are gathered in one place and form a large array.

At this moment, between the eight stone pillars, there is a clear spring gushing out of thin air, spilling out, along the waterway that has been paved by gravel on the ground, and merging into a pond. There are a few lotus plants growing in the pond, swaying in the wind, and there are brocade lithium swimming back and forth in the water, swinging layer by layer.

There are stone tables and chairs next to the pool, and the two are playing against each other.

Sitting on one side was King Dingxuan, who held the chess pieces, pondered for an unknown amount of time, and then looked up at the Finger King opposite.

When the king saw this son, he was stunned at first, then frowned, and said after a while: "Shun Xuan, your son, let me not be, should not be, but it is uncomfortable!"

King Dingxuan smiled and said: "Chess is like marching, and making moves is difficult for the opponent to resolve." ”

The Finger King picked up a chess piece, but did not fall, but said: "But Shun Xuan's move doesn't seem to be the best." There is also a handful of hands that can lay the foundation for victory, and Shun Xuan should not be unaware. And you don't, I don't know why?"

King Dingxuan stroked his beard and said, "That move is the best under normal circumstances. But my move can make the opponent extremely uncomfortable, and maybe I will lose ground and respond with a stupid move. At that point, the best of the best will not necessarily be the best. ”

"If the old man forcibly touches it back, Shun Xuan's move may become a slow hand. ”

Ding Xuan laughed and said, "Young boy, how can you have your old heart and determination? Besides, if you don't force him, how can you know where his bottom line is?