The Big Dipper Formation involves seven people who remain still while controlling movement. If the head is struck, the tail will respond; if the tail is struck, the head will respond; if the waist is struck, both the head and tail will respond.

That is...

"The Big Dipper Formation?" Mo Beichen murmured softly.

For a time, the army failed to gain any advantage over the two thousand men.

The Third Prince's expression changed. "Who are these people? They are definitely not soldiers from the Tianmo Kingdom."

The strategist's expression also changed drastically. "This group of people possesses extremely deep internal strength, unparalleled lightness skills, and martial arts that have reached a divine level. Each one of them can be worth a hundred men. The Regent actually has such a mysterious army under his command?"

"No, they also know sorcery! What's going on? What's going on? Why is our army moving slower?" the strategist shouted.

"Report! The enemy are all experts in poison; our troops have been drugged!" A soldier rushed over to report.

"What? Mo Beichen! Very well, very well. Just two thousand people? I really don't believe it. Kill them all. There's no need to leave any survivors."

He had previously seen that those people were quite capable and had intended to keep them alive and recruit them for his own use.

Now it seems impossible.

Seeing that the enemy's morale had risen, Mo Beichen instructed Mo Feng, "Have the people from Divine Doctor Valley retreat; they can't hold on any longer."

Mo Feng nodded and went to fetch the person back himself.

Mo Beichen lightly touched the ground with his toes, flew high into the sky, and shouted loudly:

"Soldiers of Tianmo Kingdom, listen to my command! Follow me into battle to fight the enemy and reclaim our lost territory!"

Mo Beichen's voice, imbued with inner strength, resonated throughout every corner of the battlefield.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers were shaken and all looked excitedly at the dazzling light in the sky.

Your Highness, God of War.

The God of War is going to personally lead them to the battlefield.

Now I can brag about my ancestors for eight generations.

In the third year of Tianhe, a war broke out with the Tianlang Kingdom. The God of War personally led his troops into battle, and they were invincible.

"Kill!" Mo Beichen leaped down like a sharp sword, mounted his warhorse, raised his spear, and led the charge into the battlefield.

The soldiers behind him watched as their war god raised his sword and brought down the enemy soldier's head.

With excitement and awe in their eyes, the crowd picked up their weapons and charged toward the enemy.

Banners fluttered in the wind, and war drums thundered.

The soldiers of Tianmo Kingdom were invincible, their unwavering courage and passion driving them forward as they followed their gods.

The group from the Divine Healer Valley who had retreated remained stunned by what they saw for a long time.

It turns out that gods really do exist in this world.

Where the sword points, the army moves.

They are invincible in every attack and every battle.

One of the brothers had an arrow stuck in his right arm. With a fierce look in his eyes, he dropped the arrow, killing the enemy. Then, he used his unskilled left hand to desperately slash at the enemy in front of him.

His back was in danger. An enemy soldier seized the opportunity and slashed at him with his knife, but was kicked away by Mo Beichen who arrived suddenly.

"Your life is more important than winning the battle!" Mo Beichen shouted angrily.

"All soldiers, listen to my command! I will take you home to ensure your safety before fighting the enemy again!" Mo Beichen roared.

Mo Feng stood protectively behind Mo Beichen, preventing the enemy from finding an opening.

The group huddled together, entrusting their backs to their comrades, and with unwavering courage, roared, "Respond to the command of the God of War!"

If you could fall from a great height.

They could see a glimpse of silver-white armor, its bright surface gleaming with dazzling light. The spear in his hand had been replaced by a sword, gleaming with a cold, sharp light. The horse's hooves kicked up billowing dust, which surged towards them like a tidal wave. The two men looked on in fear, their hair standing on end.

The God of War moved through the army with ease.

Meanwhile, the morale of the soldiers behind him grew stronger and stronger.

Blood covered the ground, staining the earth red.

The enemy troops were on high alert and couldn't help but consider retreating.

Upon hearing this, the third prince stood up.

"The God of War of Tianmo Kingdom has truly returned," Rong Rui murmured softly.

Then a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Tianmo Kingdom, God of War, ha, let me, the king, play with you.

"Your Highness, no, no! You can't go to the battlefield!" the strategist beside him cried out urgently.

But after shouting those words, the person had already disappeared.

"Mo Beichen, your opponent is me." Rong Rui stood on his horse, holding a gleaming sword, and said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen used his internal energy to create a space.

He leaped up, "Stop rambling."

Rong Rui angrily said, "You..." Before he could finish speaking, he felt the sharp sword energy and hurriedly dodged.

"Mo Beichen, your previous injuries haven't fully healed yet, have they? Guess how long you can last?" The Third Prince Rong Rui's eyes turned cold, and then he smiled.

Mo Beichen remained silent, each strike deadly, and the Third Prince Rong Rui gradually found himself unable to defend himself.

Upon seeing this, Mo Feng, who had been watching the battle closely, immediately shouted, "The commander has been defeated! Tianmo Kingdom soldiers, kill!"

Upon hearing this, the enemy trembled. Their commander had been defeated; what were they to do?

One should press on with one's might, but the momentum will wane with each attempt, and exhaust it completely with each subsequent one.

The war drums of the Tianmo Kingdom sounded again, boosting morale and making them unstoppable.

Mo Beichen looked down and, without further hesitation, lunged forward. By the time Rong Rui reacted, the sword was already at his neck.

"You lost."

Mo Beichen spoke those three words casually, but Rong Rui's face suddenly turned pale.

It turns out, the gap between him and himself is so huge.

"I have to admit, you're very strong," Rong Rui said in a hoarse voice, his eyes closed.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen looked down at the Tianmo Kingdom soldiers fighting fiercely below.

“They are stronger,” Mo Beichen said calmly.

It was they who were willing to believe in him, a former loser.

It was they who gave him the courage to go to the battlefield.

It was they who made the God of War of Tianmo Kingdom.

With the outcome decided, the soldiers of the Tianlang Kingdom resignedly lowered their weapons when they saw Mo Beichen holding a sword to the neck of the Third Prince Rong Rui.

Mo Beichen led his men back.

Several soldiers from the Tianlang Kingdom stepped forward and blocked his path.

"Your Highness, what is the meaning of this?"

Mo Beichen: "Get lost."

They quickly tied up the third prince, threw him onto a horse, and rode away in a cloud of dust.

Mo Feng sighed. The prince was really irritable without his princess by his side.

Turning back, Mo Feng's face was icy. "Whether your commander is safe or not depends on the sincerity of your Tianlang Kingdom. Instead of shouting here, you should go back and discuss how to get your commander back."

"Tianmo Kingdom soldiers, retreat!" After saying this, Mo Feng leaped onto his horse and led the way back.

None of the soldiers of the Heavenly Wolf Kingdom dared to stop them, after all, their prince was still in the hands of the God of War.

Several soldiers looked on with envy.

They had all heard what Mo Beichen had said to the soldiers earlier.

Your life is more important than victory.

The third prince said that as long as they could win, the lives of their soldiers were not worth the cost.

They always believed that as long as they could win, their deaths would be glorious.

But then I suddenly heard that sentence.

They suddenly envied the soldiers of Tianmo Kingdom, envied that they had such a good commander, and envied that their lives were more important than victory.

They certainly wanted to go back alive.

He returned to his home country, where he had his parents, a gentle and loving wife, and mischievous and adorable children.