Such results are pitifully small.

This is because the Three Generals Battalion itself is a regular army of the two countries, becoming a part of the national defense and enjoying the blessing of national strength. Whenever there is an external attack, the national defense will inevitably be reduced.

Moreover, the soldiers of the three generals' camps had been forming a battle formation and marching in a long snake formation. Their military strength was cohesive and integrated, so they also had a certain defensive capability.

But when Liu Er, Zhang Hei and others saw such losses, they shouted in shock and anger.

The Three Generals' Camp itself was not large, with only more than 300 people.

In the first round of attacks, 10% of the troops died. After two or three more rounds, the morale of the army collapsed and the army fled.

This army is not the Golden Halberd Army. It was established not long ago and its foundation is the lowest among all the armies.

As long as the casualties reach about 30%, the monks will be terrified and flee in all directions.

It is very appropriate to describe them as a mob.

"Change formation!"

"Change formation!"

Liu Er and Zhang Hei yelled at the same time.

On the other side, Guan Hong gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, swallowed the pill, stabilized his injuries, and bandaged his right arm hastily.

His right arm was badly injured and almost useless.

But at this time the army was under attack, he heard the telepathic communication between Liu Er and Zhang Hei, and knew that he had to hold on!

Guan Hong mobilized his magic power, cooperated with Liu Er and Zhang Hei, dispatched the surrounding soldiers, and began to change the formation.

The long snake formation is very suitable for marching, but when used to deal with a single digit number of strong elite enemies, the line appears to be very long, with the front and rear far apart, making it difficult to take care of both.

Fortunately, the three generals had undergone special training before, which was extremely arduous, and they mainly practiced two sets of battle formations.

The long snake formation was practiced later, and the triangular arrow formation took up most of the energy and time.

The soldiers of the Three Generals' Camp were so frightened that they followed orders and made emergency deployments according to their daily training.

They were still rational now, knowing that if they, the Qi training and foundation building level cultivators, fled in all directions, they would surely be killed by the Jindan cultivators and would have no chance of survival. Instead, they formed a battle formation, using the battle formation and national prestige to protect themselves.

If you are lucky, you can repel the invading Jindan monks and get some military merit! For a moment, the long snake turned its head and curled its tail in the mountains.

"Quick, attack them!" Chen Lingfeng quickly transmitted his thoughts and gave orders.

There are certain rules to follow when changing formations.

Changing the formation hastily will create loopholes.

Refer to when the White Jade Camp dealt with Tu Ming, Shuang Jing was in command of the battle. When changing the formation, he only used the inner elite soldiers and personal soldiers to change the formation, while the outer layer still maintained the Jade Bi Tianqian Formation.

This is to cover up the flaws when changing formations.

But the Three Generals Camp is not the same.

On the one hand, the number of people in the three generals' camps was too small, only about three hundred people, and it was impossible to form two sets of battle formations inside and outside.

On the other hand, the amount of training is insufficient. This defect of the Three Generals Camp is even greater than that of the Barbarian Demon Camp! Xu Dali of the Barbarian Demon Camp at least has his own personal soldiers and elite soldiers, but Liu, Guan, and Zhang are all alone and have to build their army from scratch.

Fortunately, the enemies they are facing at this time are not as numerous and strong as those in the Barbarian Demon Camp.

Wind magic—the wind is dark!

Chen Lingfeng flapped the wings behind him, mobilized his talents, and cast magic.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were dark and dim, and the strong wind made it impossible for the soldiers of the Three Generals' Camp to open their eyes. Some of them could not even stand, their bodies swaying, and they were about to be blown away by the strong wind!

Wu Hen fled to a safe area.

“I’m coming too!”

Strange way - shadowy silk wrapped around him! Black shadows were emanating wildly from the edge of Wu Hen's black robe.

The black shadow surged like a layer of dark tide, close to the ground, attacking the soldiers of the Three Generals' Camp.

The soldiers of the three generals' camps gathered together, and their figures were connected into pieces, which made it very convenient for Wu Hen to attack.

Liu Er shouted loudly, and in the dark wind, he rode on his yellow horse and raised the Xuanhuang sword! The Art of War - Defend the land and consolidate the foundation.

This is the military tactic inherent in the Xuanhuang Sword. When it is used, it immediately transforms into ochre light circles, blessing every soldier.

The aperture quickly spread, supporting the entire army and forming a strong defense to resist the strong wind, but it could not withstand the tide of black shadows rushing over from the ground.

This is the advantage of strange ways.

Wu Hen was unhindered and came into contact with the soldiers of the three generals' camps.

"I got you." He grinned in a chilling and sinister way.

The next moment, the figures of the soldiers that Wu Hen touched rebelled one after another, turning into strands of shadows that rose from the ground, entangled their masters' legs, feet, and upper limbs, restricting their movements.

For a moment, the speed of changing formations slowed down a lot.

Many soldiers fell to the ground and struggled frantically, but they were unable to break free from the shadow silk's restraints.

Some people, in a state of impatience, cast spells or use magical tools to attack their own shadows.

As a result, along with the destruction of their figures, corresponding injuries also appeared on their bodies! This put people in a dilemma and they felt helpless.

"Very good. Very good."

Another Jindan cultivator, named Luo Xiwei, practiced the earth-moving technique "Di Tong Gong" and was good at digging tunnels.

According to the previous arrangement, he took action next, holding the magic weapon, the Five-Section Staff of Earth Veins, and cast the earth magic.

All of a sudden, the mountains changed, from solid rock ground that quickly softened and became loose, and eventually turned into large areas of quicksand.

The soldiers of the Three Generals' Camp were entangled and bound by the shadow threads, unable to move, and could only watch themselves being swallowed by the quicksand.

Quicksand's move is quite vicious.

"How hateful." Liu Er was extremely anxious.

Generals Guan and Zhang also gnashed their teeth.

The weapons in their hands also have their own military tactics, but they are all used for attack.

Now, the triangular arrow formation needs three generals as the core to maintain it. If any one of the generals rushes out to kill the enemy, it will surely cause a corner of the battle formation to collapse. The flaw revealed will be large enough for the other Jindan cultivators to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a fierce attack and kill a large number of soldiers.

The three generals naturally did not want to see this scene, as this was their only fortune.

However, the defense of the triangular arrow formation itself is not outstanding. If it continues like this and continues to lose blood, it will collapse sooner or later.

Zhang Hei was startled, and thought of something. He shouted, "Big Brother, Second Brother, isn't this the prophecy poem predicted by the military advisor?"

That prophetic poem——

Horse hooves trample on fallen flowers, wind blows and shadows sink into the sand.

Who can keep the moonlight, who can bury the mist? The current situation is exactly in line with the saying "When the wind rises, the shadow sinks into the sand", which is simply incomparable! Liu Er and Guan Hong had actually thought of it a long time ago, and they all sent their thoughts to Zhang Hei and told him not to say anything nonsense.

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Now the army's morale has been severely shaken, and the three generals are struggling to hold on. If all three generals panic, the battle situation will completely collapse and cannot be reversed.

Zhang Hei kept silent, muttering in his heart, feeling extremely regretful: "If I had known this earlier, I should have listened more to the military advisor's advice."

Ning Zhuo's spiritual sense had penetrated the carriage and had been observing the battlefield for a long time. After seeing this scene, he felt strange.

"I just randomly came up with a prophecy poem, and it turns out it actually came true?"

"What happened?"

"It must be a coincidence."

At this moment, he had not yet guessed that this was Cave Master Mo Yuan's initiative to propose and take advantage of the situation.

This plan was indeed ingenious. Even though Liu, Guan, and Zhang had not publicized it, their hearts had already been shaken by it! They were the foundation of the army's morale. Once their hearts were in chaos, the power of the entire battle formation would be immediately affected.

The Jindan cultivator who had taken action suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and the soldiers sank into the quicksand a little faster.

"Is our army going to be destroyed today?!" Liu Er couldn't help but feel despair.

"We will be destroyed sooner or later, so we might as well go out now and kill as many people as we can!" Zhang Hei gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.

Guan Hong said coldly: "Since it is difficult to change the situation, we might as well take the risk and charge in once."

If they did so, the number of casualties among the soldiers would be very large, but the three generals seemed to have no choice.

"Don't worry, three generals, just watch me take action." At the critical moment, a young monk walked out of the carriage.

It’s Ning Zhuo!

On his right is the heavily armored blood ape Dasheng, and on his left is the Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin.

The mechanical dragon on Ning Zhuo's waist was no longer there, and Sun Lingtong had already quietly left the army.

Ning Zhuo took out his military advisor's small seal and tried two things at once, activating the seal while casting spells.

Earth Element - Sand and Earth! He was a military advisor, enjoying the blessing of the two national defenses and the triangular arrow formation. The battle formation itself could increase the offensive power, making his spells very sharp.

Immediately, a yellow wind arose with Ning Zhuo as the center.

Wherever the yellow wind blows, the flowing water condenses and turns back into solid ground.

Luo Xiwei, a Jindan monk, had to contend with the national defense, so the actual power of his magic had been greatly reduced. He had been using magic to attack for a while, and he suffered a backlash from the national prestige, and his combat power declined rapidly.

On the other hand, Ning Zhuo was blessed and felt like a fish in water.

With the movement in and out, Ning Zhuo's magic actually won continuously, while Luo Xiwei's magic was defeated step by step.

A moment later, the ground of the three generals' camp had returned to normal! "It's that Ning Zhuo!" Chen Lingfeng was looking down at the battlefield from a high place, and after seeing this scene, he felt a little resentful.

"Wu Hen made the wrong choice."

"He attacked three generals but failed to kill any of them. It would be better for him to concentrate his strength and attack Ning Zhuo."

Luo Xiwei also felt very sorry: "I was about to succeed! I didn't expect Ning Zhuo to have mastered a spell specifically targeting me. This luck is too good."

What he didn't know was that Ning Zhuo had observed for a moment, learned the principle of his quicksand magic, and then did the opposite, creating an improvisational use of it.

"It's him!" Wu Hen's heart moved when he saw Ning Zhuo.

He sneaked into the carriage and saw Ning Zhuo for the first time, and he had a feeling that this young monk would be a trouble.

Now, his premonition has come true!

Wu Hen suddenly curled his five fingers inward, and countless shadows were drawn in, attacking Ning Zhuo from all directions.

"Protect the military advisor!" Liu Er shouted.

There is no doubt that Ning Zhuo is the key to defense! Guan Hong is far away, and Zhang Hei has already set off and rushed towards Ning Zhuo.

Facing countless shadows, Ning Zhuo remained unmoved.

Buddhist doctor Meng Yaoyin swung his arm lightly, and the mechanical sickle made a circle in the air, then stopped lightly and returned to its original position.

Wow! Like the sound of the tide hitting the reef, thousands of shadows broke apart and collapsed.

Wu Hen's body trembled, his face changed drastically, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose: "What a powerful Night Rain Demon Soldier!"

The three generals Liu, Guan, and Zhang who were watching this scene were also trembling in their hearts. Zhang Hei was the closest and even felt a chill on his neck.

The three generals were shocked, thinking that their military advisor actually possessed such a powerful golden elixir combat power!

"He seems to be stronger than me."

"Who... is the commander?" Liu Er felt surprised but also a little absurd.

(End of this chapter)