The chessboard is full of all kinds of illusions.

These illusions are extremely real, from mountains and rivers to plains and ravines, and even all kinds of weather changes without a single flaw. They are intertwined and hooked together, and the small world they form is like a real one, which makes people almost confused!

In the eyes of the pastoral community, this kind of performance is completely necessary.

Because only real battles can accumulate experience and give birth to war generals. Moreover, in a battle, the final victory does not only depend on the war department, but also on the terrain and weather.

The original intention of the pastoral world was to select a group of teenagers with the potential of war generals, so they naturally spared no effort to pour everything into it.

And not only that, but he also added a number of classic battles to the board.

Many of these battles were large-scale operations of decisive significance.

This even includes the battle between cultivators and demon races, with spirits, and with other races.

There are thousands of battles at every turn, and the intensity of their indescribable intensity, coupled with the extremely realistic expression of the illusion, is enough to make people immersed in the scene.

This kind of influence, not to mention a teenager who has never been in contact with a general, even if a real general sees it, he will definitely have a good harvest!

"So this is the general!"

In the chessboard of the warlords, a teenager murmured softly.

He was watching a battle on a scale.

Participating in the war are cultivators, demons, and spirits.

The battle between the three most powerful races of the day is full of blood and brutality.

There were as many as ten war divisions involved in this battle, and each of them was a large war department of 5,000 people. Under the command of their generals, countless cultivators collided one after another, clearly staging one dazzling tactic after another.

The differences between the three races are evident from this.

The war generals of the human cultivators are even better at the Imperial Envoy Battle Formation, and they use the skillful positioning and tacit cooperation between combat units to form a variety of formations, which are varied and powerful.

As for the demon generals, they are more focused on discipline and guidance. The coordination between their combat units is even more fluid, and every movement and stillness is like mercury, which brings great pressure to people. And not only that, the demon class majors in divine consciousness and is good at leveraging the power of heaven and earth. And their combat units are also good at taking advantage of the surrounding environment and even the weather, so as to trigger the absolute power of heaven and earth, which is incomparably powerful.

As for the spirit clan, their combat methods are completely different from those of the cultivator demon clan, and their offensive is even more explosive and crazy. Each unit gathers its strength, transmits it to the captain, and each captain transmits it to the commander, and so on, until all the forces converge on the general. The power that comes from this cascade is enormous. Under one blow, it can often solve everything devastatingly, and it is extremely violent.

"If you combine the three, what kind of performance will it be?!"

The boy carefully watched the battle in front of him, thinking silently in his heart.

I don't know how long it has been, but this battle has finally come to an end. The boy didn't care about the final outcome, but looked up thoughtfully.

A delicate face, exposed to the air.

The slightly immature face is full of tenacity, and the eyes are full of emotions called crazy.

The juvenile is called a pastor, and it is a side line of the herdsmen.

The sixteen-year-old pastor is thin, and even after a terrible penance, he is still a little thin, looking like a weak scholar who has been suffering from illness for many years.

But on the contrary, his style is very tough, and once he enters the state, he is like going crazy, violent and violent.

At this moment, on his chest, nine vertical lines are carved.

This is a sign of defeat, indicating that he has been defeated nine times on the board.

Again, it will be eliminated.

"Let's get started!"

After carefully arranging his clothes, he didn't look at the dazzling vertical lines, and the shepherd stretched out his hand to the sky.

An inexplicable light flickered, and ten cultivators quietly appeared behind him.

All human cultivators, all sword cultivators!

"Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, the shepherd began to march.

Ten sword cultivators lined up in a formation of threes, threes, and fours, like a sharp awl, surging forward.

Soon, a wave of enemies appeared in front of them.

The opposing side has three combat units.

Looking closely, they are all human cultivators, but their staffing is diverse, and they are the strangulation array of the pastoral world.

In fact, the vast majority of cultivators who have entered the Warlord Chessboard will choose this formation.

One is the worship of idols in their hearts, and the other is their most skilled battle array.

"Kill!"

The two meet without any extra language.

The pastor's face was as usual, and his eyes were filled with exaggerated flames.

Ten sword cultivators, with their majestic spiritual power, roared in, without the slightest sign of slowing down, and rushed directly towards the huge strangulation array.

The flying swords in the hands of the three-person squad in the first row were transported to the extreme, and the three long swords shot out, quickly blending and converging in the sky, forming a terrifying lightsaber that was three zhang wide and ten zhang long.

Woooooo

The sharp sound produced by the giant sword tearing through the sky is breathtaking.

The other party's face changed slightly.

Sword cultivation is recognized as the most lethal existence among human cultivators, and in the same realm, it is incomparably single-handed.

This cultivator's ability to obtain a puppet of three combat units speaks volumes about his abilities. He was well aware of the advantages of sword cultivation, and he also knew its biggest disadvantages.

Lack of variety, and poor staying power!

As long as you can resist this attack, the sword cultivation will be useless!

Thinking of this, he tried his best to run the battle formation to block this offensive.

"Poof!"

The strangulation array that opened and closed was opened, and it took three turns before it could disintegrate this terrifying sword.

The cultivator smiled and was about to start an offensive!

However, beyond his imagination, another offensive is coming!

The same ten-zhang long sword roared.

And behind him, there was a silver sword of twelve or thirteen zhang falling from the sky!

"Damn it!"

He had no idea that the pastoral attack would be so resolute and fierce.

Ten sword cultivators, lined up in three columns.

After the first group launched the offensive, they took the initiative to evacuate, leaving space for the rest of the squad behind them.

In this cycle, they bombarded wildly without leaving the slightest room, and one sword after another shot wildly, and soon exceeded the capacity of the strangulation array.

"Boom!"

With a sky-high explosion, the three combat squads were all wiped out.

Without stopping, the pastor pointed to the sky.

Ten sword cultivators appeared behind him again.

The two units merge together to form an even sharper blade and rampage forward!

How long has it been?

Nobody knows!

The entire chessboard has entered the white heat.

Of the three thousand cultivators, there were less than twenty left. And each of these twenty people commanded at least fifty battle squads.

In one way, these are twenty golden generals!

Although it was only born in the chessboard of the generals, the gold content is somewhat insufficient. But with a discount, and another discount, there are still five left!

Among the 3,000 people, five golden generals were born, and if this ratio was spread, it would definitely be shocking.

It's a gathering of geniuses!

Behind him, there are already fifty combat squads.

Unexpectedly, the combat team behind him was extremely unified.

All sword cultivation!

There were five hundred sword cultivators, and the surging and sharp spiritual power gathered together, making people tremble.

This is crazy!

There is no cooperation of any troops, and there is not even a war department to support the auxiliary units, which is very different.

In the real world, it is absolutely impossible to give birth to such a war department.

They lack change, they lack endurance, they lack support, they are easily restrained!

However, even so, no one dared to underestimate this special war unit.

Because before, it was this thin young man, with this double-edged sword in his hand, who forcibly dismembered a war department of 500 people, and there was no room for resistance!

Berserk, violent!

Violent and crazy!

This weak-looking young man is like a demon sealed in his body, and once a war starts, it will be a never-ending impact, and it will be difficult for anyone to resist!

However, the battle continues!

The shepherd commanded the war department and pursued an equal number of enemies.

"Kill!"

Five hundred battle cultivators, arranged in a three-talent formation.

The moment he heard the order, the middle unit instantly closed and released a sky-high sword ray.

Before the sword was completely out of their hands, they took the initiative to retreat, and the units on the left flank quickly moved into position, once again drumming up spiritual power, condensing a dazzling and exaggerated sword ray, two sword rays rushed into the sky, covering the sky in an instant, and these two terrifying and terrifying attacks had not yet completely rushed into the enemy formation, and the units on the right flank attacked again!

Three terrifying sword rays flickered in the sky, exuding a powerful power that destroyed the heavens and the earth, and fell from the sky.

It's like a powerful sledgehammer, which doesn't give the other party the slightest chance to prepare, and when it comes up, it roars with devastating power, directly beating people.

And this is just the first wave!

Each combat unit is firmly in the hands of the Pastoral Officer, who faithfully carries out every order, and vents his madness and explosion to his heart's content.

The offensive continued in waves, as if there was no end in sight.

The opponent's war department was unable to resist at all, and it didn't take long for it to be crippled and disabled.

No one could have imagined why such a seemingly weak teenager was so crazy as soon as he entered the battle.

And the intense aggressiveness and undisguised aggression he displayed shocked and frightened everyone.

All sword cultivation does not require any assistance and cooperation!

Such a war department, such a general.

Either you have a confidence that ordinary people can't imagine, or you have a madness that ordinary people can't understand!

However, either way, it only proves that this person is terrible!

"Kill one, and eight more!"

The pastor pursed his lips, and the flaming madness in his eyes slowly dissipated.

In the entire chessboard, there are now only nine people left.

Being able to survive the elimination again and again, and stand out among the 3,000 people, they are undoubtedly the most potential existence.

In time, it will definitely become a shining star in the night sky.

However, these people are not satisfied.

They have a bigger pursuit.

"Beat everyone and become the strongest!"

There was only one thought in the minds of this group of young people!

They start thinking, they start arranging, they start deducing.

What does it take to get the other opponents off the board?

Thereupon!

An even more tragic war began.

At every turn, a large war department of 1,000 people began to be dispatched, and they either supported each other or joined forces with each other, applying everything they had learned during this time to the extreme.

One ancient tactic after another was recreated, and one novel tactic after another was developed.

In order to win the final victory, they racked their brains.

In the end, the whole battlefield was chaotic.

There are no longer only simple human war departments, but even the war departments of other races such as demons and spirits have also been created. And as more tactics were developed, these young people discovered that a truly powerful war department does not just need one general.

Because of the excessively large war department, the battlefield is glued together and chaotic.

They gradually lost control of the situation.

At this time, they targeted those cultivators who had been eliminated.

More people are awakened, and they are re-engaged in the war.

Either as an auxiliary or as a core, these young people used their imagination to form and take control of a larger war department.

In the huge chessboard of the generals, it is as if the battles of the past have been reproduced, and the offensive continues every day and night.

Even the pastoral community itself did not expect that a mere chessboard would cause such a momentum.

And when he noticed the situation, it was already more than a month later.

At that time, the biggest battle was being fought.

The huge battle that brought together a full three thousand cultivators and tens of thousands of chessboard puppets stirred up incomparably brilliant sparks.

The puppets who participated in the war, more than 200,000!

It's just that the fierce momentum released by those puppets gathered together, and it almost burst the entire warlord chessboard!

"Oh my God!"

The pastoral world couldn't help but be stunned, staring blankly at everything that was happening in front of him...

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