In the main hall of the palace of the Central Empire, almost the entire human empire can get rid of the powerhouses gathered here, and then they need to discuss a list, a list of the first round of invasions of the Wren plane.

The Central Human Empire is facing resistance and invasion from all races, and almost sixty percent of the strong men need to rotate another group of strong men on the front line of the battle to ensure that the human defense line will not be broken by other races. Since not everyone can pass, it is necessary to discuss who will go and who will stay.

Everyone wants to be the first to go, and everyone understands that only by reaching that plane before others can they obtain the best things, the most scarce resources, and the most valuable materials. If you wait for others to search around before you go over, not to mention the problem of eating meat or not eating meat, being able to drink a sip of hot soup is already considered righteous enough for the friends in front of you. No one knows exactly how many demigods there are in Wren's plane, nor how many people there have the blood of gods flowing in their bodies.

If there are more, everyone can still be friends, and they can be divided as fairly and equitably as possible, but what if there are few?

The selfishness of man, and of all the immortals, of the intelligent creatures, has never been cleansed by holiness. If there is only one chance to step into eternity, then all the supreme powerhouses who are smiling and happy in the audience will definitely fight for it, and only one person will be left in the end.

Don't doubt the ugliness and evil of the human species, it's just that many times hypocritical humans will disguise themselves as a saint with all kinds of masks.

From the very beginning, the discussion went into a white heat.

Everyone seems to have a reason to be on the first invasion list, for example, the bald guy in the third row on the left, he loudly tells the others that he is a half-step eternal alchemist, and with just a little progress, breaking the threshold, he will most likely become a creator!

The space mage sitting across from him had a similar reason, and the reason seemed a little more plausible. He said that he was the most profound mage in the Human Empire who studied space and the void, and that without his help, everyone would probably lose their way in the void or encounter some natural trap. The boundary stone does provide a complete route for everyone, but no one knows what the specific situation is. It is not uncommon in history to have accidents in which the road markers marked by the boundary stone collapsed due to the power of the arrival.

The knight king in the fifth row on the right slapped his breastplate like a huge gong, and he felt that whoever went and who didn't go, he would go. Because he has the highest elemental resistance among all the strong people here, and he is the strongest and has the best physical strength. No one knows if invading another plane will attract the siege of the strong people over there, but bringing a "shield" like him can definitely ensure everyone's safety.

The Pope is also going, Wren is the one he saved, and as one of the strongest of humanity, it is his duty to spread the light of the gods to another human world, to save the lost lambs there.

The Dragon Lord is also going, he saved Wren's life with the ninth-level Light Crystal Nucleus, and this is what everyone said before, so he must go, unless the humans decide to go to all-out war with the dragons.

Almost everyone was asserting their opinions, and everyone considered themselves indispensable in this invasion, but in fact, the first list, after consultation with the emperor, Versace, the Pope and other top powerhouses, was only twenty people. Among these twenty people, the Pope and the Dragon Lord have already occupied two places, and there are five top powerhouses in the space system, who need to build a stable void channel, so the number of places is actually only thirteen.

Among the remaining thirteen places, there are still three mobile indicators, such as Versace, such as His Majesty the Emperor, and for example, the people of the Holy Spear Society, the third largest force in the empire.

Hundreds of thousands of strong people competed for ten places, and those who were almost strong didn't even have the qualifications to raise their hands, so they were already thrown aside, and they could only watch with their eyes as this group of half-step eternal powerhouses competed for places like shrews cursing for a few copper shields on the street.

In fact, the easiest way is for everyone to fight, the world where the strong are respected is so simple, direct and rude, you don't need to open your mouth or I ask if you are convinced, speak with your fists, whoever stands is the truth.

Looking at His Majesty the Emperor like a farce, his eyes drifted a little, he occasionally glanced at Versace standing outside the crowd, and sometimes lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

Should you take Wren's advice?

His mind was a little confused, and there were so many things to think about that he became hesitant for a while.

And in another world that is about to be invaded by a group of powerful people as powerful as demigods, the genius is bright, and hundreds of thorn flags with black backgrounds and gold edges have been erected in the desert. Countless warriors came out of their tents, shivering and stretching. The nights in the desert are exceptionally cold, with a temperature difference of about thirty or forty degrees from the highest temperature during the day. In order to defend against the cold, these veterans of the Western Front deliberately passed on some knowledge of spending the night in the desert to the soldiers from the mainland.

This knowledge is very simple and crude, and even the veterans may not know why, but this knowledge is often something that can save people's lives, although some of them are not so easy to accept - for example, several people sleep in a quilt, preferably stripped naked, and then hugged together.

The God of Light is above, this is absolutely impossible!

After a brief breakfast, twenty huge phalanxes had climbed up a sand dune, and opposite them were also dense cavalry phalanxes. In the very center of the phalanx of the sand man, there is a huge ...... It's hard to describe what the hell that is. In layman's terms, it is a staircase with several rows of wheels, and at the top of the staircase there is a huge platform, on which there is a soft bed that occupies almost all the space, on which the Great Chief lies.

The Full Moon Man has lived in the desert since he was a child, and everything in the desert has long been carved into his bones, just like the Eskimos of another world, and people can't understand how these guys live in such a cold igloo, but that's how people live.

Not as fearful as the Desi were in the face of the cold of the night, the Great Chief wore only a red sleeveless gown, which had not yet been buttoned up. The slightly blackened belly was exposed to the air, and the black body hair on the belly swayed slightly as the morning wind blew.

He was accompanied by several slave girls, dressed in airtight clothes, who kept stuffing some fresh fruits from the Desi Empire into the mouths of the Great Chieftain. The Great Chief's arrogant gaze could be felt by Wren even from a long distance.

It's not just arrogance, it's contempt, it's disdain.

The Great Chief has always considered himself the wolf king of the desert, and in his eyes he is the invincible king who can command the entire desert empire. And what about the guys on the other side, who have lived in the city since they were children, with walls sheltered from the wind and rain on all sides, and houses that are large enough to maintain a relatively balanced temperature. They don't need to go through the first screening at birth, and they don't need to face the fate of being reduced to slavery or sent to the wild to fend for themselves.

These Desi who grew up in greenhouses and wandered among women were not worthy of being called warriors at all, so let the great Full Moon Man tell them what true warriors are!

Without any verbal confrontation, the Great Chief waved his heavy arm, and the sound of a desolate horn instantly resounded over the entire desert. The eagles in the sky, alarmed by the battle spirit, roared at the sound of the horn, forming a simple, but shocking sound.

The three cavalry phalanxes began to move slowly towards Rennes' side, and there was often a certain gap between the battle process of small battles and large battles. If it's three or five thousand people, everyone will be able to know the winner if they rush each other. However, with 30,000 or 50,000 people, it is necessary to pay attention to tactics and command. In the process of the front army's formation, four more phalanxes in the Full Moon Army left the Chinese army and slowly wandered on both wings.

This is a very simple and very standard way of fighting, the front army pulls out the opponent's main force, and then the two wings are flanked to cut off the connection between the opponent's main force and the Chinese army, and the victory is basically locked after swallowing the enemy army.

But the problem now is that the other party's intentions are too obvious, so obvious that a guy like Ren who has never commanded a large-scale operation can see what the other party is doing?

The big chief sat high in the soft collapse on the top of the stairs, looked at the Desi people in the distance without the slightest movement, and smiled with satisfaction, "Scare them first!"

Many people feel this way, when they have done something very meaningful and valuable, it is a kind of vanity to always think that everyone knows that they did it. Now the Great Chief of the Full Moon has this kind of vanity, he wants to be recognized and affirmed by others, he has never thought of fighting to the death with the Desi people in this place, a fool would do such a thing!

He obviously had a better chance of sneaking up on the seven fortresses behind the opponent's empty forces, and there was a good chance that he could take them all in one go. The emperor of the Desi is here, and the main force of the Desi on the Western Front should also defend their emperor here. Once the seven fortresses are taken, the Desi will have no way to retreat, and they will naturally lose their morale in the face of the front and rear encirclement of the Full Moon Cavalry, and even their emperor will probably lose his calm, and the Desi who have lost their fighting spirit will definitely retreat immediately.

With little need to waste many troops, not only can they easily take down seven fortresses, but they can also deal a heavy blow to the Desi, and if they are lucky enough to catch their emperor, the entire Desi Empire will probably collapse in a very short time. When the time comes, the full moon spirit rider will drive straight into the hinterland of the Desi Empire. Those Desi who have never seen a full moon rider will give up their resistance and crouch on both sides of the road, welcoming him to dominate the world of flowers!

You don't need to fight head-on to achieve absolute victory, and the Great Chief feels that his strategy is simply wonderful, after all, he has the smartest brain in the sky!

Looking at the full moon Grand Chief smirking triumphantly, Wren frowned, not quite right.

He beckoned Lotaf to him, "Do you think this battle is normal?"

Losav shook his head decisively, "Your Majesty, something seems to be wrong with the situation, the other party has no intention of attacking at all, they are more like ...... Attracting our attention and confusing our judgment. ”

In the decades that Losav had been fighting the Moonmen, he knew them too well to know them better than they did. They can be cunning like foxes, fighting and retreating to seduce the Desi guarding the pass to chase them out. It can also be vicious and ruthless, even in the face of high walls and soldiers guarding the top of the wall, and climb without fear of death.

Today's scene, in Losaf's eyes, is full of absurdity and comical.

It's like two giants fighting each other with their bare hands, and suddenly the giant called Full Moon roared in a deafening voice, "I'm going to hit you in the head with my right fist, and then I'm going to hit you in the stomach with my left fist while you're defending, and I'm going to kick you again." Then, he slowly swung his fist, which was slower than the grandmother walked, and struck at another giant named Desi.

If it were you, how would you deal with it?

Believe him, what if he suddenly changes his attacking routine and becomes faster?

Don't believe him, what if he says it's true?

Hard to choose!

Maybe it was because he was a thief, or he was stolen by a thief, and everyone looked like a thief, Wren looked at the dense full moon spirit cavalry phalanx in the distance, and blurted out a question, "Lotaf, based on your experience, is the number of people on the other side normal?"

Losaf was stunned for a moment, and his heart struck like a bolt of lightning!

Wren's plan was to use himself as bait to attract the main force of the Full Moon, and then let the real main force directly bypass this area and enter the Full Moon camp two hundred kilometers away to seize the Golden Horde. As long as the Golden Horde is in hand, there will be no need to worry about the full moon knocking for the next twenty years. Wren will pass the Golden Horde to a royal family of average strength and let them go dog-eat-dog.

The plan is not complicated, it is very simple, but there is a problem that everyone ignores. They are not willing to fight the Full Moon Man head-on, so is the Full Moon Man willing to go head-on with the Desi people?

You must know that the society of the full moon is almost no different from that of hundreds of years ago, and this barbaric race still maintains a relatively primitive social environment.

On the other hand, in the Desi Empire, the speed of updating magical equipment can be described as changing with each passing day, in addition to all the industries related to war, are developing at a high speed, it can be said that the full moon is a primitive society, and Desi is a modern society.

On the frontal battlefield, the Full Moon People are definitely not the opponent of the Desi people, the reason why the Desi people have established their own country three hundred and seventy-five years ago to today, the Desi people still maintain a defensive posture, not because the Desi people can't beat the Full Moon people on the frontal battlefield, but want to avoid greater casualties.

Human life is always more noble than animals, right?!

Under the leadership of generations of generalissimos, the Desi have defeated the offensive of the Full Moon dozens of times head-on, so why do they dare to confront the Desi again today?