Chapter 518: On the Eve of World War I

Everything has already made a final decision, and the combined forces of the three states of the Origin Continent, the Northwest, and the Northeast State, are finally led by Su Mo alone.

And in this position, if it were to be changed to normal times, Su Mo would definitely not have the slightest interest. After all, he also hated war and the like. But the situation at this time is very high, and it directly involves the four clans of the Holy City, that is, the culprits of the demise of the Sioux tribe back then.

This grievance and blood debt has been deeply ingrained in Su Mo's heart.

And all the persistence and efforts that Su Mo has been putting in are also for this rebellion at this time.

The Northeast Continent, south of the Wind Clan City, is already a black oppressive piece of soldiers.

This is the power of the entire Northern Continent, if this power is placed at the level of the Douling Continent, it will definitely be able to sweep in an instant.

"Report to the commander, the 3,761 high-ranking forces in the Northern Continent have all gathered, a total of 3.72 million soldiers, a total of 9,714 kings and soldiers, 593 emperors and soldiers, and the commanders and saints of the Seventh Army are all in place, please give instructions from the commander. ”

Not long after, when Su Mo was standing at the gate of Windy City and looking at Liao Liao's army below, an emperor-level powerhouse immediately came to his side and knelt down to signal.

Listening to such a formation, Su Mo didn't react at all, his eyes were still very calm, scanning everything below.

There is enough, an aura of dominating the world.

It's just that he doesn't have any interest in this world.

Now in front of Su Mo's eyes, the more than three million troops that can be controlled by him personally, even if they are in front of the four clans of the Holy City, there is no need to have the slightest fear.

"Uncle Shi, when will Ye Lin be able to get out of the customs?" asked Su Mo.

On the side, Feng Qintian replied without thinking: "One month at the latest." ”

Hearing his answer, Su Mo also looked thoughtful. After all, this battle is directly related to the life and death of these millions of soldiers, and indirectly related to the safety of the entire world and the trend of many high-level forces.

Everyone present has a name and surname, a father and a mother, and even a wife and children.

Therefore, even though their cultivation is not high, they also have the emotions of the world, and they are also not inferior to Su Mo. Therefore, Su Mo also hoped that the losses could be minimized, otherwise with the sweep of these three million troops, he would also be able to destroy the Holy City.

In fact, in the past few days of collecting these more than 3 million troops, it is impossible for the Holy City to not have the slightest movement.

And what Su Mo knew, they had also entered a state of alert in the whole city, and all the genius children who had traveled abroad had been recalled as soon as possible in various names to bless the defense of the holy city.

In this campaign, even if Su Mo had such a vast army in his hands, he could not be completely sure.

And this war, before the wolf smoke was ignited, it had already caused a sensation in every corner of the entire Origin Continent, and the speed of transmission had already surpassed the death of Huangfu Acura not long ago and the catastrophe in Tongtian City.

"That's it. ”

After finally making up his mind, Su Mo also spit out his words unhurriedly, "This time the battle is still going according to the original plan. ”

Arriving from here to the Holy City, if there are only a few people, it can cost some teleportation runes.

However, now that this vast army of three million people is used, if all of them use teleportation runes, it must be enough to overwhelm all the forces.

This is not a wise move.

So, the army of three million was to march on foot.

It was a long, long distance to reach the Holy City from here, and it would take at least a month or two for them to march at the speed of their march.

During this time, it was enough for Feng Yelin to get out of the customs and rush to the battlefield.

"Report to the commander, the four clans of the Holy City jointly sent a letter. ”

It hadn't been long before the man had just gone down before that another guard came forward, and in his hand was a scroll of jade silk with some words written on it.

And before Su Mo opened his mouth, Feng Qintian had already taken this jade silk, and after spending a little time, he immediately finished reading the text on it.

"What did the Holy City say?"

It's just a bit of a threatening tone, but it's ridiculous. Feng Qintian replied, and did not elaborate, but directly handed the jade silk to Su Mo's hands.

Su Mo quickly glanced to the side, then put away the jade silk, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth revealed an arc that was close to mockery.

The first paragraph of this letter is all too familiar to Su Mo.

As a child, although he didn't have many memories, he was able to be there when his father was busy.

And the first paragraph written in this holy city is almost a complete copy of a law set by the Sioux people.

The world is respected by martial arts, and those who are capable win the world, and the king of the world is majestic, and the offender is punished for disobedience, and the punishment is punished according to the severity of the action.

The original intention of this decree was to use it as an excuse to suppress the turmoil in the Northern Continent, and it was also to forcibly cover up its own crimes back then.

However, instead of doing anything wrong, they brought shame on themselves. Their excuse is exactly what they said they were guilty of back then.

Now Su Mo is attacking with an army of three million, but he is in charge.

What's more, the four of them attacked the Sioux people, and they were already invincible to bully the less, let alone the "capable ones".

And even if that were the case, they were never the ones who were capable.

Previously it was Sunan Candle.

Now, it must be Su Mo!

Bear!

The spirit yuan in his hand surged, and in an instant, a flash of fire appeared, directly devouring this jade silk in the flames.

After the fire was extinguished, Su Mo turned his gaze to the guard, and commanded very calmly: "Treat the messenger well, don't miss the slightest." ”

"Yes!"

When the guard received the order, there was no need to ask why, and when he should come down, he immediately withdrew.

Then, Su Mo's gaze shifted again, and he turned to the direction of the Liao Liao army below.

"All the soldiers are silent!"

After waiting for a while, Su Mo spoke loudly, and the voice spread directly for twenty or thirty miles, and the entire army could hear it clearly.

And such a huge army, the voice was not loud, and now that Su Mo said this, the entire army was suddenly silent.

"Just now, the Holy City sent a letter of war, which is a suppression and ridicule of us, and they are completely unafraid of us. Su Mo said, "The original intention of all the soldiers to come here must be because of their opposition to the four clans of the Holy City, I believe that you are all iron-blooded men, and you are not afraid of death at all." ”

"However, I hope that you will not be able to die easily when you go to the battlefield, and we must let the people of the world know that the four clans of the Holy City are not capable of sitting in that position. So, I hope we can get the biggest win at the least cost. Destroy the illegitimate rule of the Holy City, and each and every one of you will have an indelible credit!"

The voice resounded throughout the army, making it clear to all.

In the same way, everyone understands that the person standing above is a truly capable person, and he is also the last wing of the Sioux who had real authority back then.

The Sioux have ruled the Origin Continent for two million years, and their unshakable status is almost ingrained in the hearts of almost everyone.

Even though the Sioux have been "extinct" for fifteen years, in the eyes of the older people, the Sioux are still huge.

They believed in the Sioux more than in the Holy City.

"Long live the coalition forces! Long live the Sioux people! Long live the commander! This battle will be won!" The four powerful voices could almost spread throughout the land, shaking everyone's hearts.

And Su Mo, standing on the city wall, looking at such a high morale, naturally had a lot of confidence in his heart.

"Let's go, target the Holy City!"

After all the voices calmed down again, Su Mo's voice sounded again.

Immediately after that, the entire army of three million began to march.

These three million troops, in addition to the kings and emperors who are generals, there are also these seven saints, and each of them is above the second tribulation, and the highest one has even reached the fourth tribulation, which is for the cultivation of the city lord of Tongtian City.

However, the final leader is still Su Mo.

In addition to the seven saints who were handsome, there were also twenty or thirty saints of the first and second tribulations, who were on Su Mo's side.

This time, the pace of the march, perhaps because of the high morale, was more than 10% faster than expected.

Eventually, after spending a month and a few days, the vast army had already entered the confines of the Holy City, and finally stationed five hundred miles east of the Holy City.

At this time, Feng Yelin had also approached the marching ranks.

"So, this time the battle went on. ”

Su Mo was in the tent, and after breathing a little sigh of relief, he made the final decision.

Now, this war has reached a zero point and could break out at any time.

Therefore, after being stationed, Su Mo and the generals made all the offensive and defensive preparations very clearly.

"Rest for the time being, and tomorrow morning, the vanguard will start this war. ”

Su Mo's words were settled, and the generals retreated from the tent one after another, leaving only Su Mo, Feng Yelin, and Han Xiaoran behind.

"After this war, whether it is the Sioux tribe, or the Wind tribe, or the whole world can have a good rest. Su Mo's words were calm, but he was a little longing.

However, here he is, the Sioux do not include himself.

He knew that even if this war was over, he would never be able to rest at will.

In his previous life, he still had things to do.

And even if it wasn't for this, on a higher level, there were people he cared about, and he had to bring them back.

"Brother Su, it's already early spring, when this war is over, let's go back to Xuanqingmen to have a look. ”

"Good. ”