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Convene a meeting of officers at and above the regimental level.

There was silence.

"There's a terrible thing about the 1st Zero Division."

Xu Jianian did not hide his disdain at all: "Luo Xian, these people, after finding that they can't solve the opponent, should immediately summon friendly artillery bombardment, instead of waiting for people to die before calling people." ”

"What's the use of that?"

"No, you can't."

Someone frowned.

"There are still nearly 10,000 students there, and the enemy under the artillery group covering and bombing is at most a casualty of most of the foundations, consuming some mana, but they ...... They will all die, at the hands of their own people. ”

Coverage bombardment will not solve the Tsukiji Realm opponent.

This is not a casualty of a few or dozens of people, but a massacre of nearly 10,000 people, who died from the slaughter of their own people.

Xu Jianian really dares to say it.

"That's what history did when it was faced with race wars!"

Xu Jianian sneered: "Anyway, they will definitely die, what is the difference between dying in the hands of the cannon group and the immortal cultivators?" ”

"It's too ......"

Some people don't like it.

Someone seems to be moving.

"It's the most efficient thing to do, vote."

Xu Jianian didn't bother to say more.

The weight of the votes for officers at all levels varies, with 20 votes for generals in group armies, one vote for regimental officers at the lowest level, and three votes for brigade officers.

"Nope."

Jiang Ding voted against.

If it is really life and death, this is nothing, and it will be too harmful to do so in peacetime, and it will deal a devastating blow to the morale of the army.

Mock tests are fine.

If it is a real war, people are not machines, and after learning that they will die in friendly artillery fire at any time, no matter how iron army is, it will collapse at the touch of a button.

What's even more terrifying is that people are selfish.

Once such a large amount of room is given, it means that the lives of a group of citizens are in the hands of those in power, and they can be taken away at any time and on the grounds of 'urgency' and 'maximization of tactical efficiency'.

If life cannot be completely controlled, how can we guarantee that there will be no personal attachment, drinking the blood of soldiers, and other stinking customs of the old army?

"Voting."

“50.3%。”

"The battle plan was voted on."

Unfortunately, even with huge opposition, the proposal exceeded 50 percent.

The timing of war is fleeting, and it is impossible to make the enemy pause and make you vote repeatedly, and more than 50 percent is enough to carry out the actual military action plan.

"Regimental order: In the event of force majeure on the enemy, the military commander has the right and must lock the enemy's coordinates and summon artillery bombardment before the main force is annihilated."

……

Jiang Ding passed silently past the edge of the battlefield.

He paused slightly next to a six- or seven-year-old boy wearing a nine-dragon golden robe and a nine-year-old crown on his head, and glanced at the stumps of the zombies around him, and walked away quickly.

"This is the separation between immortals...... Even the emperor is an ant in the eyes of immortal cultivators. ”

"I'm afraid that when refining, I can find a random capital city and absorb people into a large spirit beast bag, and the soul and body will be used for both purposes and refining."

He quickened his pace and quickly approached Xu Jiannian.

He doesn't like this person, but he does have real skills, a second-order war commander, far superior to others, related to the victory or defeat of the battlefield, he can't be let be attacked casually and die.

"The 1st and 2nd Divisions were attacked ......"

"The Ninth Division was attacked ......"

"The 24th Division was attacked ......"

After only 40 minutes of travel, battle reports came one after another, distributed on the battlefield of nearly 100 kilometers, a total of seven divisions were attacked at the same time, each of which faced dozens of foundation building monks.

"This ......"

"The teacher who made the question wouldn't be blind to others, so he casually asked the question, right?"

Jiang Ding's face changed.

The Eastern Army alone has at least three hundred foundation-building monks, and this is only this area that has been rushed over through the flying and teleportation arrays in a short period of time, and it is not necessarily all of them.

If all four directions are counted, then at least more than 1,200 Xuanwu Heavenly Palace Foundation Cultivators are stationed in the Western Desert!

Is the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's troops so abundant?

If it is true, how did the Immortal Gate withstand the frontal battlefield outside the realm?

"Question teacher! What's your child's name? ”

"Don't let me know!"

Not only him, but almost all the officers of the Eastern Army were scolded at the same time after receiving the battle report, and they were not afraid of offending people.

"Haha!"

The yellow-haired Zhenjun watched it straight.

"The little ones are very energetic!"

"That's exactly what it is."

Dinghai Zhenjun Zhang Zhen's expression was calm: "Over the years, as we have received and excavated the heritage of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion and contacted various sects, we have gradually discovered that compared to the Immortal Sect, there are more commonalities between the nine great immortal sects, and a more identical civilization form. ”

"Theoretically, they are more likely to be united."

"Once that happens, they'll miss the battlefield today."

"Of course, the probability is extremely small, there are many contradictions between the Immortal Sects, some even last for more than 100,000 years, which Void Refining Cultivator wants to annex other sects, gather resources to advance to the next realm, I don't know how many battles have broken out in the Immortal Sect, and the two sides can be described as a sea of blood feud."

The battle between immortal cultivators is too fast!

In a short time, the results of the battle have already appeared.

Find, Kill, Evacuate!

The entire process adds up to a maximum of seven breaths, regardless of the outcome.

After years of experience in war, the monks of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace were incredibly spicy.

"The Ninth Division once again encountered a big-eared young man who was suspected to be a disciple of the core true transmission of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, and the whole army was annihilated, and when it was confirmed that it was irretrievable, its division commander summoned an artillery group to bombard, and obtained a total of eleven enemy foundation building monks."

Jiang Ding's heart was shocked, and he quickened his pace again, looking through the battle records.

The familiar torrent of zombie ghosts appeared in the sky above the tank armored army, the sound of artillery bombardment, the sound of heavy machine guns rattled, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the battlefield.

The big-eared youth has reappeared!

He once again successfully broke through to a two-kilometer range, and accurately locked the position of the commander of the Ninth Division, and with a thought, a force suspected of gravity appeared, and the heads of more than 100 Qi cultivators, including the commander of the Ninth Division, collapsed into fist-sized pieces, and blood foam from broken bones flew everywhere.

The moment he made a move, the other foundation building monks who were hiding with all their might in all directions also moved.

They maintained the basic optical stealth spell, burst out with terrifying speed, broke into the division headquarters within two kilometers, and each aimed at an area of the Immortal Sect Qi Cultivator to use the spell, and any one of the Foundation Cultivators would die under a single blow.

"Put!"

The commander of the 9th Division roared angrily and summoned friendly artillery to cover the bombardment.

All the other Immortal Sect Qi Cultivators who had locked onto the enemy with Lingzi Radar also made similar moves.

Woohoo!

In a few breaths, thousands of white marks came from the sky, and more than 2,000 of them were extremely agile, each tracking and seeking the enemy, flying towards a clear target.

The 8th Division has already entered within thirty kilometers of the interference distance!

The Xuanwu Heavenly Palace monk suddenly changed color, he couldn't care about anything anymore, and fled frantically in the direction away from the 11th Division.

The corpses of eleven foundation-building monks were left behind.

Nearly 10,000 immortal sect martial artists and qi cultivators died in an instant under the cover and bombardment of tens of thousands of shells.

The situation of the other six divisions was not so serious, and without encountering the true inheritance of the core of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's foundation building peak, they fought back and forth with the attacking foundation building monks, and they all looked like they were killed and wounded.

"The results weren't that big at all."

"The citizens of Xianmen should not have been sacrificed so easily."

Jiang Ding carefully watched as nearly 10,000 classmates died in an instant covered by artillery fire, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

"The Xuanwu Heavenly Palace monk is thirty kilometers away from the Eighth Division to interfere in the direction, if it is not a feint, the direction is ......" Jiang Ding made a picture on the microcomputer, and after a moment, his heart was shocked.

"Eleventh Division!"

"My direction!"

Jiang Ding held his breath, the flying sword trembled, the sword intent whispered, and he urged the reconnaissance camouflage with all his strength to restrain all his life breath, and waited quietly.

More than ten minutes later.

The first figure quietly entered the kilometer sword intent sensing range.

The Sword of Destruction was intent to whisper.

In the soul, he sketched the image of an eagle-nosed man with a dark complexion and wearing an earthy brown robe.

His forward speed was not fast, it was slower than the full speed of the innate martial artist, and compared to the speed of the foundation building monk, it was simply squirming.

He was also extremely cautious, even if he encountered a blade of grass the size of a hair, he had to carefully detour, not daring to disturb the slightest.

He was like a moving dead stone, and his breath was impossibly weak.

In the absence of explosive spell fluctuations, the second-order infantry spirit radar could not detect them from several kilometers away.

Many of the ghosts in the immortal cultivation world killed that hidden thorn, the so-called assassins, they didn't even deserve to mention their shoes in front of these Xuanwu Heavenly Palace monks.

One breath, two breaths...... Six breaths, no one passed within a kilometer radius.

From beginning to end, he was a dark-skinned man with a hooked nose, and he was almost out of the range of a thousand meters of sword intent.

"The width of such a military formation ......"

Jiang Ding's face was ugly.

The Divine Consciousness of the Cultivator of the Foundation Tree regards the cultivation level as between one and two thousand meters, and if you don't consider supporting each other, it is possible to distance five or six kilometers apart!

With such a width of the battlefield, such a foundation-building monk's mobility, defense, and concealment ability, how can he lock in the bombing?

"An Siyan, chief of the general staff of the Eastern Group Army, led the 1st and 2nd Divisions to converge with the 11st Division, and the accuracy and response speed of the artillery within a radius of 30 kilometers have been greatly enhanced."

"CC to nearby officers at all levels."

Jiang Ding's heart was shocked.

Thinking of the quiet woman with glasses, the three jade magic weapon embryos were all used to enhance computing power, and her combat power was very weak compared to other Xianmen Tianjiao.

Connect to her communication channels.

"Oinchi Kenko? What's the matter, I want to join Xu Jianian as soon as possible and assist him in commanding. ”

An Siyan's puzzled voice came.

Jiang Ding's face turned dark.

But I understand a little, this guy's combat professional direction is staff expertise, and he also has a lot of combat command ability.

"If I face the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace monk head-on, can you protect me?"

"Crazy?!"

An Siyan is a little incredible:

"We Xianmen monks don't fight like this."

"Can your armored command vehicle detect each other? There is a Xuanwu Heavenly Palace Foundation mid-stage cultivator within a kilometer radius, which is within your thirty-kilometer reconnaissance range. ”

Jiang Ding said lightly.

"My reconnaissance distance is fifty kilometers."

"No...... Found. ”

An Siyan's voice was a little hesitant: "I understand what you mean, but I have never done this kind of thing, and there is no immortal sect monk like you......"

"How's the theory?"

"Theoretically, as long as you can instantaneously transmit back the attack nodes and coordinates, the shells cruising in the sky can react in real time, but the theory ......"

"That's good."

"Remember, whoever dares to use a grenade, I will kill him."

Jiang Ding's reaction was flat and unraveled his reconnaissance camouflage.

During the battle, the concealment ability of the reconnaissance camouflage will drop sharply, and it can be concealed from the Qi Cultivator, but it is meaningless under the Tsukiji Cultivator's divine sense.

"What is this?"

The hook-nosed Zhuji, who was carefully lurking, shook his body, and suddenly looked back at a young man in Tsing Yi who suddenly appeared within the range of his divine sense.

"Monk of the Eastern Pole Demon Gate...... Mortal?!! ”

He even rubbed his eyes.

The reaction was instinctive, and under the control of the divine sense, the aura of heaven and earth fluctuated, and an earth thorn condensed out and shot towards the mortal's head.

Out of respect, this earth thorn has the power of the peak of qi training, and the rest of the mana of the whole body is condensed to guard against possible sneak attacks.

Shout!

A blue sword appeared, silently cutting off the earth thorns, turning into a terrible sword light and slashing towards the eagle hook nose Dao man, and the meaning of destruction loomed.

"Sword Intent!"

"You Taiyin Sword Sect and the East Pole Demon Sect have colluded together?!"

The hooked nose was shocked.

The Taiyin Sword Sect, the newly rising sword sect after the fall of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, heard that it has different degrees of friendship with the Eight Great Immortal Sects.

As he spoke, the sword had already been cut off, and an earthy yellow jade bead stopped in front of the flying sword, and the shield shook under the sword, and the divine sense imprint that was refined in the depths of the earthy topaz bead stabbed with a tingling pain.

But after all, it was blocked.

Monk in the middle stage of foundation building, the rank suppression is too huge.

"No matter what weirdness you have, you're just ...... after all"

The eagle hook nose said in a cold tone, and a small loess seal was thrown out by him, and it grew to a height of seventeen or eighteen meters in the wind, falling towards the mortals in the distance.

Woohoo!

In the sky, the white marks of the Dao Dao appeared just right, the timing was incredible, and more than 20 armor-piercing shells hit the Tuhuang Great Seal at the same time, breaking its heavy mountain in an instant, the aura collapsed, and a dim small seal fell to the ground.

"Not good!"

The magic weapon was broken, and the face of the eagle hook nose changed suddenly, and he vomited blood, and his face was pale.

Confronted by this kind of sword cultivator, he almost forgot that he was now on the battlefield of the East Pole Demon Gate!

Without hesitation, without looking at the superb magic weapon that had taken countless years and countless painstaking sacrifices, the Eagle Hook Nose Dao was rolled up, blended into the ground, and fled into the distance.

Shout!

The azure flying sword followed precisely, piercing into the soil layer, slashing through the outer shield of the foundation building monk, and was blocked by a superb magic weapon shield on the inner layer.

Woohoo!

At the same time, dozens of agile armor-piercing shells were infused with earth-rippling techniques and smashed into the soil layer together.

Rumble!

The cannonball shattered the shield, blasted the best magic weapon, and shot into his body along with the flying sword, sending blood mist and debris in all directions, and the ground bulged into a large bag.

"It's too easy!"

Zhou Lingling, An Siyan and other officers at all levels of the 11th Division and the 12nd Division were all shocked.

There is a big day sword to lock the direction of the enemy for them, which is no different from hitting a fixed target, there is no need for any guesswork at all, 100% hit, and there is no need to worry about losing the enemy's position.

Shout!

The azure flying sword broke through the soil layer and soared above the head of the young man in Tsing Yi.

Jiang Ding looked around calmly.

At this moment, he sensed the dense killing intent around him, all of them were the foundation building monks hidden nearby, not just a few people or a dozen people.

……

"Seems to really match?"

Huangmao Zhenjun couldn't help but say: "Back then, if there was a Yuanying-level Great Sun Sword that could block in front of us, guide the enemy's tracks, and kill the high-hidden high-breakthrough monk, I never thought of such a good thing in my dreams. ”

"This is the Great Sun Sword!"

"Back then, that one was only at the Yuan Infant level, and he was invincible on the battlefield, just one person, he killed I don't know how many Yuan Infant Monks we were, and the legion was wiped out one by one in the Sword Domain, and he couldn't stop it at all."

"After decades of fighting, there are even faint signs of promotion to the god transformation stage."

"If it weren't for the Central Array Spirit Computer successfully locking on to its divine soul, bombing it with dozens of eighth-generation forbidden nuclear weapons for a long time, blasting that space out of the spatial chaos black hole, which has not healed for thousands of years, that Great Sun Sword might not have died back then."

"Once he is promoted to the god of transformation, the tide of battle may be deflected......"

……

The killing intent is gone.

In just an instant, these foundation-building monks restrained the trace of aura that they had accidentally leaked.

Even if a mortal was provoking, he did not strike again.

"Good!"

"Your predecessors are really old and serious."

Jiang Ding was amazed, no longer waiting in place, the true qi of his whole body exploded, swept over the ground, and constantly searched for all the soul-possessed creatures around him with sword intent.

The speed of the foundation building monk is far beyond that of mortals, but after maintaining the highest level of concealment, it is just like that.

In the sky, armor-piercing shells are soaring, occasionally landing shells, and a new batch of shells quickly appearing, and the white marks of the road are staggered in the sky, dense, screaming endlessly, and death and killing machines are everywhere.

This is the reason why these foundation-building monks are prostrate and hidden.

(End of chapter)