Chapter Ninety-Seven: Enlightenment

Humans are not born to fight, but demons are born for war.

Anyone who knows the demons knows that burning blood is the most powerful weapon on the battlefield, and even its biggest drawback, which is that if you turn on burning blood, you will definitely die, also helps to destroy the morale of the enemy, because even on the battlefield, people who can give up their lives without hesitation are just as feared.

Although Xiang Wu and Wang Baobao on the wooden floor had countless worries in their hearts, on the battlefield, all the demon warriors couldn't wait to start fighting.

Only blood and death can prove the value of a demon.

But they didn't know that in Xiang Wu's calculations, the combat power of the demon army had only a negative impact on the odds of victory.

Therefore, Xiang Wucai was still afraid after the battle began.

But that couldn't change the fact that it was already doomed, it was impossible for Yuan Chi and Wang Baobao to give up the demon army that the imperial court regarded as the last pillar, not only because they were demons.

But that moment had not yet come, and the course of the war was still extremely dull.

It's a bit like the sweltering heat before a summer thunderstorm, quiet, maddening.

But if you want to master war, you have to learn to stand in that stuffiness and think without being affected.

The front on the left flank had stabilized, and I don't know if it was the morale boost brought by Yuan's naked soldiers, where progress was going very well, the warriors had already rushed over the dirt slope that had brought countless casualties, and occupied the position, while on the right flank, the front line was also advancing slowly.

In the center of the battlefield, in the middle of the front line, Yuan Chi's handsome banner had already broken through to the forefront, and he was like a sharp blade, tearing through the defense line of the Wandering People's Army.

All the best, one can even say, victory is in sight,

Xiang Wu finally dared to be distracted to look at the battlefield situation brought back by the four scouts, if everything went well, this battle would soon move towards the result that Xiang Wu expected.

There is nothing strange about what the scout saw on the cavalry, it is nothing more than something that Xiang Wu has known for a long time, this battlefield is the decisive battle place chosen by the imperial army and the exile army, and many things Xiang Wu already knew before the battle.

And what he feared most did not happen - before the war, Xiang Wu had doubted that the Wandering Army would use the river water to fight to the death.

Now it seems that the Wandering Army has pressed all its forces on the battlefield.

Everything is under control.

Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

As a soldier Tianxiong, Xiang Wu finally felt the feeling of victory in his hands like a sage, which was intoxicating.

......

Bai Gongzi was like a swimming dragon, swiftly passing through the emperor's terrifying fists and feet, the wind dragon had already died down, but Bai Gongzi's right hand was wrapped around a hurricane, and it kept making a strange buzzing sound.

The Emperor ignored this, and his body burned with crimson flames, like a machine made of steel, and he pounded the air with his fists as he could.

It's like a desperate endless game, the emperor can't touch Bai Gongzi, and Bai Gongzi doesn't dare to attack the emperor, both sides have the ability to kill each other, but in the end they are in a balance and have nothing to do.

However, Yuan Huang believes that he can win.

He still remembered that after the fall, before falling into darkness, he did touch Bai Gongzi.

The other party has been seriously injured, and now Bai Gongzi is fine, but the longer she persists, the more serious the injury will be, and she will eventually be completely dragged down.

Bai Gongzi still maintained his composure and patience.

That kind of self-confidence made the emperor's heart full of doubts, of course he would not be mistaken, the body of the demon clan remembered more clearly than the brain, Bai Gongzi was indeed injured.

Then the question is, did this almost unfathomable Bai Gongzi come up with some secret technique and completely ignore the injury.

Thinking so, the emperor suddenly felt happy.

As a demon, he has suppressed his nature for too long.

But fate is fair after all, and Yuan Huang finally ushered in the real battle of his life.

This man can really kill him.

Bai Gongzi looked at the emperor's attack that was unruly and purely supported by strength, and his heart was full of hesitation.

She didn't know how long this golden bloodline would last, and until now, he hadn't even fully turned on the burning blood.

It's like being powerless in the face of an immortal, a demon who can keep burning blood all the time, and that may be an invincible and terrifying opponent in the world.

But Bai Gongzi will not give up, she must win this battle.

Now everything is only about courage and tenacity, Bai Gongzi has come to her senses, and she will do whatever it takes.

The emperor looked at the white boy in front of him who was like a white crane teasing Xiong Zhen, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his heart.

The battle in the minds of the demons should not be like this, this is a waste of time by two cowards, not only is it not glorious, but it is extremely shameful.

So Yuan Huang stopped, and then let out a long howl.

The Emperor's voice gradually changed from an ordinary roar to a muffled roar, and finally to a terrifying inhuman roar, which reverberated through the mountain streams and shook the rocks.

"Don't run. ”

The emperor stretched out his hand to Bai Gongzi, and this time, he did not fall short.

Bai Gongzi looked at the emperor in surprise, her eyes reflected the blood-colored turbid blood flames, burning fiercely, close at hand.

The Emperor smiled.

The instinct of the demon clan enjoyed this expression, as well as the scene of the blood flame burning in the reflection, Yuan Huang was immersed in it, satisfied.

This is the human race, they are different from the demons, they do not like to fight, they have no determination, and they have no patience.

Then Bai Gongzi grabbed the emperor's hand.

She feebly placed her left hand on the Emperor's wrist, then struggled to reach out her right hand towards the Emperor's chest.

Yuan Huang shook his head, this is the weakness of human beings, they will not use all their strength before failure, but they will die after failure.

Then the emperor saw the blood on Bai Gongzi's hands.

Time stood still.

The Emperor's first thought was whether this was his hallucination caused by the blood flames, and then he was convinced that it was impossible.

A terrifying roar exploded from Bai Gongzi's palm, appearing and expanding as if a wind dragon was born.

It was only for a moment.

The burning blood allowed the Emperor to clearly see what was happening, and the transparent turbulence distorted Bai Gongzi's expression, but Yuan Huang could still clearly see that her white jade-like hand was blown away by the wind, revealing white bones, and then even the white bones turned into powder.

The emperor finally understood that it was a suicide.

But he couldn't dodge it anymore.

Bai Gongzi looked at the emperor's chest with a calm face, quietly revealing a circular hole in the transparent turbulence, first flesh and blood, then white bones.

That's her courage and tenacity, and it's the victory she deserves.

That turbulence had been brewing in her hands for too long, and it felt like hell.