Normally it's ok.
But now…
It doesn't seem to work.
The red-butted monkey used rhetoric to pacify and send away several demon kings, but he became even more anxious.
Anxiety doesn’t just go away.
It will only transfer from the heart of one demon to the heart of another monkey.
"Monkey Lord!"
The Nether Tiger Saint could not help but said: "It's time to change our strategy. My third son is eating rotten meat every day and his stomach is about to get sick!"
The red-butted monkey said sullenly, "Trust me! We will intensify our siege efforts in the next month. As long as our artillery is exhausted, we will be able to push through."
"snort!"
Nether Tiger Saint snorted coldly: "What if we can't finish the fight?"
"Won't!"
The red-butted monkey stroked his beard and pondered, "I am the red-butted monkey. I know yin and yang and understand human affairs. When Ying Wuji watched the battle with us, he acted very confident, but I could hear the depression in his heartbeat. He is betting with us. If we continue to bet, he will definitely lose!"
The Golden Winged Dapeng looked solemn: "But you have seen the current situation. How do we resolve the internal strife?"
The red-butted monkey said firmly: "The seven saints can suppress it together. When the human race's defense line collapses, this small rebellion will collapse on its own!"
"Stop talking!"
The Bull Demon Saint sneered: "Fight for another month? Will there still be any Bull Tribe left after fighting for another month?"
Red-butted monkey: "It's just a temporary sacrifice..."
The Sea-covering Demonic Dragon interrupted with a stern expression, "This human race is indeed good at fighting. The more people there are, the more advantage they have. In my opinion, since we have so many great demon kings, we are most suitable for decapitation operations. As long as we kill all their key figures, they will inevitably collapse."
The red-butted monkey frowned, "We do have a lot of demon kings, so we can carry out the decapitation operation, but if we cross the seven border cities, we will give away half of our advantage. If we only decapitate key figures, the civil unrest will not be too big. If there is no civil unrest, they can devote all their energy to fighting us."
"how?"
Bull Demon Saint sneered: "Do you think they can stop all of our demon kings if they put all their energy into it?"
The red-butted monkey frowned and thought for a long time. After taking a deep breath, he said, "My idea is to attack again!"
The Bull Demon Saint was furious: "I fuck you..."
The red-butted monkey interrupted with a wave of his hand: "This time, the seven of us will attack together and attack one city each!"
Niu Mosheng wanted to refute something.
The Nether Tiger Saint nodded and said, "I agree! This is the last time. No matter how distressed you are, you can't be unable to bear it this time! As long as it works, we can crush them. If it doesn't work, we will immediately abandon the monster tide tactics and let the low-level monsters go home quickly. I've had enough of this kind of battle!"
What the Red-butted Monkey was thinking, of course, was that he would fight to the end no matter what, until he reached the tolerance threshold of this war.
But after Tiger Saint said this, the other Demon Saints immediately agreed.
They are all monsters, and the instinct in their blood is to continue the race.
The high intensity of casualties in the past few days was really beyond their acceptance.
All the demons and saints came out.
If this line of defense can be breached, the army will simply run over it.
If you can't attack, just let the weak ones retreat. After a few years of development, there will be a bunch of big monsters and monster kings.
The red-butt monkey had no choice but to compromise.
The demon race is not the human race.
The Great Sage of the Demon Race is not the king of the human race.
He had no way of enforcing discipline like Ying Wuji.
For a moment, I was actually a little envious.
…
Military aircraft camp.
"how?"
Ying Wuji asked in a deep voice.
In the military camp, in addition to a group of high-ranking generals, there were six communication talismans that brought all the generals from the other six cities to the meeting.
In addition to the military figures, there were three gray-haired old men.
They did not have the fierce air of a soldier, but instead had different temperaments. One of them was as gentle as jade, one had an immortal look, and another had eyes full of compassion.
These are the three living saints.
The Tao is holy and pure.
Mo Shengwu asked.
Confucian sage Meng Yuan.
In addition to them, all the teachers from the Central Plains Academy were also present.
Although they were scholars and their fate should not have been on the battlefield, they had already turned their lifelong knowledge into books and left them in the academy. They finally had the opportunity to protect the Central Plains for the survival of future generations with their weak bodies, so they came to the front line early, but were suppressed by Ying Wuji on the grounds that "it is not time for scholars to fight to the death yet."
Listening to the lively fighting on the front line, they all felt a little itchy in their hearts.
Today, Ying Wuji finally called them over for a meeting.
expect.
Everyone's eyes fell on Nangong Yu.
Nangong Yu cleared his throat. "It has been more than half a month since the last ceasefire, but the demon army has not retreated. They just dispersed to find food. The scout team reported that their big demons and demon kings have not lost any numbers. The magic arrays in various parts of the Central Plains have not sensed a large amount of demon energy."
"Then just keep fighting!"
Mi Xingli stood up. The traces of time left on her body would only fade a little when she was alone with Ying Wuji.
Normally, in front of outsiders, she appears to be decisive and resolute.
She raised her hands and bowed to the saints and masters: "Everyone! I observed the stars at night, and the stars corresponding to the seven saints of the demon race are getting brighter and brighter, and there is a tendency to overthrow the Central Plains. This is basically consistent with the actions of the demon army. If my prediction is correct, in a few days, the seven border cities will usher in the strongest demon tide.
If you can bear it.
The morale of the demon clan will inevitably be greatly reduced.
But if you want to succeed, I'm afraid you will have to sacrifice human lives, everyone..."
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