Chapter 746 Agreement before the Battle

In the desert, an endless stream of Party A marched out and stopped in front of the metal wall.

The fourth generation ancestor witch stood on the wall, watching the enemy camps that were connected to the sky.

"More than a million people, right?"

The fourth generation ancestor witch asked the fourth generation leader beside him.

The fourth generation leader: "More than, the enemies on the north and south lines are more than 400,000."

The fourth generation ancestor witch nodded: "Nearly two million, and the troops are still endless. I don't know how many people will die in this battle."

The fourth generation leader looked at the fourth generation ancestor witch in surprise, wondering when his old partner started to worry about the dead.

After being stared at by the fourth generation leader for a long time, the fourth generation witch smiled bitterly and said, "I am saying this for Taichu. I heard from my mother that he has been saying this a lot recently." The

fourth generation leader suddenly realized, but he was not surprised.

The ancestors rarely thought about the death of their tribesmen in battle. The older the generations, the more indifferent they were to life.

The later ancestors have begun to pay attention to this issue, but they are not as sad as Taichu.

With great power, you always have to give orders that decide the life and death of your tribesmen. If you are sad every time, you will not be able to stay in your position for long.

It's not that the people below are rebelling, but that they can't get over the psychological barrier.

"We still can't find out the enemy's god's residence. This is quite troublesome."

After looking at the enemy's camp for a while, the fourth generation leader said with some worry.

The fourth generation ancestor witch said slowly: "In two days, Taichu will come in person. The spiritual corridor runs through the north and south, so this will not be a problem."

The fourth generation leader looked at him in surprise: "Taichu is coming?"

The fourth generation ancestor witch nodded. He knew the news three days ago, but he had never told the outside world.

"Then what are you afraid of? Do you want to launch a sneak attack?"

The fourth generation leader looked at the more than two million enemies below with a burning gaze.

"Taichu said that we can't launch a sneak attack. Once we set this precedent, both sides will not follow the rules. The gods will fight against the tribesmen, and the tribesmen will suffer the greatest losses."

The fourth generation ancestor witch shook his head and said.

He said that it was Taichu who said this, but just by listening to the tone, he also agreed.

The fourth-generation leader looked at the fourth-generation ancestor witch with some doubts. The old partner in his memory was not like this.

"Why are you looking at me? How many people were there in the tribe at that time? How many people are there now? Can the situation be the same?"

The fourth-generation ancestor witch scolded his old partner for a few words, and finally took a look at the enemy under the metal wall, turned around and left.

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Three days later, the fifth Xuan arrived at the battlefield, and the fourth-generation ancestor witch brought the human ancestors and gods here to greet him.

"Is Zeus here?"

The fifth Xuan asked the fourth-generation ancestor witch as soon as they met.

The fourth-generation ancestor witch: "I saw the mounts of several gods, but there was no chariot of Zeus."

The fifth Xuan nodded, urged Ba Xia forward, and directly suspended above the metal wall.

"Zeus, have you arrived?"

The loud voice spread out, and could be clearly heard within a thousand miles.

"Om."

The air in front suddenly shook, and a mountain suddenly appeared in the clear sky. There were

many gods standing on the mountain. A strong god wearing golden armor and holding a thunder scepter stepped forward.

"Taichu, I'm here."

Zeus' voice was like thunder, and his momentum was not weaker than the Fifth Xuan.

Diwu Xuan rubbed his temples and said, "Two armies face off, regardless of life or death, this is a normal thing, but if we gods sneak attack the tribe's team, the tribe will suffer too much damage. How about we make a pre-battle agreement that gods will not fight with mortals?"

Zeus frowned and said, "Then the gods can just fight, but is there any need for the tribe to fight?"

This made Diwu Xuan speechless. He rubbed his temples hard again and said, "Then the gods can fight each other, don't bring the tribe."

"Humph."

Zeus snorted angrily and was too lazy to answer.

Diwu Xuan smiled bitterly, looking at the team of more than two million people under the Mountain of Gods, with a bit of helplessness in his eyes.

After such a large-scale battle, the alliance's economy and people's livelihood will definitely regress for many years.

The death toll is countless, and he doesn't want to make it so tragic.

Give him some more time, after integrating the origin of the world, he can directly take down Zeus, but Zeus obviously doesn't want to give him time.

"Then let's fight together, but before the gods have decided the winner, the gods cannot attack the tribesmen, how about it?"

Fifth Xuan asked again.

"Okay."

This time Zeus did not refuse.

It's not that he feels sorry for his tribesmen, but he thinks it's a loss of face for a god to kill people.

"How about the gods fighting each other?"

After ensuring the safety of the tribesmen, Fifth Xuan asked again, "Should we rush up together, or fight one by one?"

"It's up to you."

Zeus was generous and gave the choice to Fifth Xuan directly.

"Then let's fight one by one."

Fifth Xuan said bluntly.

There are fewer gods on his side, but the quality may be better.

After all, the gods here are all totems, and they are original gods, so their fighting power is higher.

But the Mountain of Gods has the advantage of more gods, and if it is a group battle, Diwu Xuan feels that he will suffer a loss.

"Okay."

Zeus slammed the Thunder Scepter on the ground, and after a thunderous explosion, he said, "When my army gathers, we will start fighting."

"Okay."

The Fifth Xuan agreed directly.

He didn't think of using any strategy. After all, there are too many troops, and strategies are not very useful in such a large-scale group battle.

On a battlefield where hundreds of people gather, it's a hard fight, and there are not many strategies that can be used.

The two made an agreement, Zeus waved the scepter, and the Mountain of Gods disappeared into the sky again.

"This Mountain of Gods is really a good thing."

The Fifth Xuan said with emotion.

The third generation of the ancestor witch stood beside him and covered his mouth and laughed, knowing that Taichu had taken a fancy to someone else's good things again.

"What are you laughing at? The power of divine faith is consumed too quickly. I am also anxious."

With a sullen look at the third generation of ancestor witches, Diwu Xuan jumped off Ba Xia's head and landed on the metal wall below.

Diwu Xuan asked the fourth generation of ancestor witches: "How is the preparation going? Are there any difficulties?"

The fourth generation of ancestor witches did not answer, but glanced at the gods next to them, such as Shi Shen and Kunwu.

"Hahaha, these guys are a little arrogant, and they have suffered?"

The fifth Xuan's smile made the fourth generation of ancestor witches slightly embarrassed.

Shi Shen, Kunwu, Yi Tian, ​​Fang Tian, ​​Prison Dragon, Ding Hai, Kai Shan and other ten gods were cultivated by the fifth Xuan with weapons such as swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks as prototypes.

During the training, these gods were regarded as gods of killing by the Fifth Xuan. Each of them was full of anger, and it was normal for them to disobey discipline.

However, during this period, the Fourth Generation Ancestral Witch was in trouble.

"You have also heard that the battles of the gods are separated from the tribesmen. It is best to achieve this result. When the time comes, you will be in charge of commanding the battlefield, and let them come up to fight with me. In this battle, we can only win."

Looking up to the west, the shadow of the Mountain of Gods could not be seen, but the Fifth Xuan's heart was still a little heavy.

"The alliance will win."

The Fourth Generation Ancestral Witch hit his chest with his right fist and said loudly.

"The alliance will win."

Whether it was the gods, the ancestors of mankind, or the nearby soldiers, they all hit their chests with their fists and said this.

I hope so.

Thinking so in his heart, the Fifth Xuan's face was full of firmness, and he also said something.