Therefore, no matter whether the North and South Army are willing or not, at this extreme position, the human army must fight to the death with the Mo Clan. No matter what the price is paid, they must intercept the Mo Clan. They must not be allowed to rush to the royal city to interfere with the strategy of the East and West Army.

If the Mo tribe is allowed to break through the defense line of the North and South Army and rush to the royal city, the plans of the East and West Army may be disrupted, and in severe cases, they may be affected by enemies from both sides. If this is the case, everything will be over.

The two armies of Dayan have their own tasks, that is, to attack the royal city, and the northern and southern armies also have their own tasks.

Blocking the reinforcements of the Dayan Mo tribe is the only thing they do and must do.

The confrontation this month was not the North and South Army that were delaying time, but trying to weaken the power of the Mo army.

After all, the 500,000 army is not a small number, and the northern and southern armies now have less appetites to eat.

In January, even though we used various traps arranged in advance to confront the Mo army several times, the effect still did not meet expectations.

The Mo tribe's army has now decreased by as much as 20% but there are still nearly 400,000. For the Northern and Southern Army, it is very difficult to stop such a large army that is determined to aid the royal city!

"This battle is different from the past, and many people may die." Mi Jinglun looked up at Ouyang Lie.

Ouyang Lie said indifferently: "Are our soldiers still afraid of death? We had expected this result at the beginning of the founding of the Dayan Army. I believe that the soldiers also had this enlightenment."

Mi Jinglun nodded and said, "But the victory or defeat on the battlefield still requires strength, and some strategies are just icing on the cake."

Ouyang Lie said impatiently: "Don't try to gain others' prestige and destroy your ambition. Just say how to fight and where to fight. To be simple, I can't understand too much."

Mi Jinglun smiled bitterly, silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to win this battle, there is only one way."

"What's the solution?" Everyone looked up at him.

Mi Jinglun said solemnly: "Priority to kill the opponent's high-level combat power is given. It is best to kill several domain masters or eighth-grade Mo disciples at the beginning of the war. Only in this way can the Mo army be afraid, and only in this way can those domain masters be confused. In this way... our northern and southern military forces may intercept them."

When the words were finished, everyone was silent.

Killing the Domain Lord and the Eighth-level Mo Tu is not that simple. Even if the eighth-level general towns are stronger than the Domain Lord or the Eighth-level Mo Tu, it is easy to gain the upper hand when fighting, but life and death are difficult to divide.

If you really want to do this, the price you pay for the North and South Army will definitely not be too small.

Mi Jinglun didn't say it thoroughly, but why didn't everyone present know what he meant?

The danger of this battle is different from any previous battle.

The Northern and Southern Army also blocked the Mo tribe who passed Dayan Pass to help the royal city. However, the situation in the royal city was not too tense at that time, so the Mo tribe masters did not have the determination to fight to the death with the human race. After suffering some losses, the commander of the army withdrew to Dayan.

Now it’s different. The situation in the Mo Clan royal city is critical. If there is any possibility, the domain lords will not give up. If they want to destroy their thoughts, they can only take heavy and ruthless actions.

Not only are you cruel to your enemies, but you are also cruel to yourself.

Ouyang Lie laughed at the news: "Since there is a countermeasure, why bother so frowning just now? This is easy. I will take the lead in the next battle and find a domain lord to kill it."

Mi Jinglun looked at him and shook his head and said, "Brother Ouyang is the commander of the Dayan Southern Army, so you cannot take risks."

Ouyang Lie smiled and scolded: "Bad, I, the commander of the army, do not understand strategy, nor do I know how to do war, but I am just a rude force. There is no difference between me and me, and you can take charge of the North and South Army."

"Brother Ouyang..."

Before Mi Jinglun finished speaking, Ouyang Lie raised his hand and interrupted him: "Brother Mi, don't say much, you seem petty in vain. I just said, are our soldiers still afraid of death? It's really time that, as the commander of the army, I will be the first to take over, and at least we can be a model of leading by example."

When he finished speaking, an elderly man stood up and said, "The old man is old and has not many years to live. He always wants to have a battle to end my life in the most brilliant way. Now this opportunity is good. The task of killing the domain master is me!"

Mi Jinglun looked at the old man in a moving manner: "Senior Brother Cheng..."

This Senior Brother Cheng can almost be said to be his leader. When he first entered the battlefield of Mo with his sixth-grade Kaitian cultivation, this Senior Brother Cheng served as his captain. He had saved his life countless battles of life and death. If he had not been a Senior Brother Cheng, how could he be Mi Jinglun?

After so many years, Senior Brother Cheng has long lost his energy as he was when he was young, but his intention to kill Mo has not changed.

Senior Brother Cheng bowed solemnly: "Cheng asked to fight against the Mo Clan's domain master, and he would kill a Mo Clan's domain master in the shortest time and live up to the entrusted commander of the legion!"

Mi Jinglun gritted his teeth, and the force on his fingers almost cut off the feather fan that he had been with him for many years. After a while, he struggled to spit out a word from his throat: "Accurate!"

Senior Brother Cheng smiled slightly: "Captain Xie Army!"

When he sat down, another person stood up: "My cultivation has a sword, which has been five thousand years. When the sword is released, the domain master cannot stop it. Please fight against the domain master of the Mo clan!"

"allow!"

Someone got up again, but it was a middle-aged woman. She smiled and said, "I am not as capable as my two senior brothers. However, I have also practiced a secret technique and have never used it. This time I can try it with the Mo Clan Domain Master. Legion Commander, please let me know!"

"allow!"

"When it comes to the desperate skills, I, Wang Tian, ​​are not inferior to me. I will fight the vanguard in this battle..."

"allow!"

...

When every accurate word is spoken, Mi Jinglun seems to have been removed from his strength and has been in charge of the Dayan North and South Army for more than a hundred years. He has never been so heartbroken today.

But he knew that it would be impossible to intercept the Mo tribe army who was determined to rush to the royal city without paying a price.

There was a rushing sound of footsteps outside, and a figure rushed in, clasping his fists and said, "Sir, the scouts are here to report that the Mo tribe army is only an hour away from here."

A glimmer of light flashed in Mi Jinglun's eyes: "Sure enough, I came from here."

They had previously inferred from which direction the Mo tribe army would head to the royal city. Although Zhe Chong felt that his march route was erratic and the human race could never grasp, there were always some rules to find. These rules were closely linked to his own habits and he himself had no idea. However, in the eyes of the senior management of the human race, these rules can be the basis for inference.

Previously, Mi Jinglun and others also inferred several locations and directions, and finally felt that the Mo army would pass by from here with the greatest possibility. However, to be safe, another Ink destroyer was already waiting in another place.

In this way, if the Mo army passes by from another direction, the northern and southern armies can also quickly transfer.

If the Mo tribe does not pass by in both directions, the human tribe will have to fight them head-on.

It seems that the human race is still lucky.

"Send the order and the people on the other side can withdraw." Mi Jinglun ordered.

"Yes!" The communist stepped down respectfully.

Mi Jinglun looked up at the eighth grade: "The war is about to begin, and you have known many arrangements long ago. Mi only has one sentence to send him off."

Looking around, holding his fists, he said in a voice: "Take care for everyone!"

Ouyang Lie grinned: "Don't worry, killing some Mo kids is not a big deal."

Mi Jinglun opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Ouyang Lie patted his shoulder and turned toward the outsider. The battle began for an hour. He had something to tell his own lazy disciple who was incompetent.

Many eighth-grade towns left one after another, and in the end, Mi Jinglun was the only one left on the destroyer.

During a quiet hour, the information from the scouts ahead kept passing here.

What surprised Mi Jinglun was that this time the Mo army did not bypass the floating land area where the human race was located, but rushed directly to this side.

It seems that the leader of the Mo clan should have realized something, otherwise he would not have been so bold.

This is a clever choice. In fact, the Northern and Southern Army did have arrangements near this floating land area. No matter where the Mo tribe passes, they will inevitably encounter those traps.

Only by directly passing through the floating land can you be safe and sound.

However, in the floating land area, there are the northern and southern armies lying in ambush. With the help of the floating land, the northern and southern armies can perfectly hide their bodies, jump out to attack the Mo tribe at the best time, and use the complex terrain on the floating land to make a circle.

It can be said that facing the Mo tribe army dozens of times our own, this floating land zone is the best battlefield. Now that the Mo tribe army has rushed into the floating land zone, although it has successfully avoided the various trap arrays arranged in advance by the human race, it has also chosen a bad battlefield.

The hidden magic arrays of warships were opened, and with the help of floating land, they blocked their bodies and concealed their breath.

On the deck, Mi Jinglun watched with his own eyes the vanguard of the Mo clan army enter the floating land. He said he was a vanguard, but in fact there were 100,000, and the remaining Mo clan army followed closely behind.

I think the leaders of the Mo clan also know that if the human race really lies here, the number of vanguard troops is too small and they will only die. Instead of doing this, it is better to go straight in so that the clan can fear it.

The army of hundreds of thousands was extremely long. After a stick of incense, the Mo clan army entered the floating land.

Although there were scouts searching around, nothing was found.

Mi Jinglun slowly closed his eyes and waited quietly.

Until at some point, my eyes suddenly opened, and my feather fan was swinging forward, and I was so light that I had no strength.

However, when the feather fan pointed in front of the front, the quiet floating land suddenly boiled.

The magic circles on the warships were running, and various lights flashed from the corners of the floating land zone, and the power of various secret arts and treasures bombarded the Mo army.
Chapter completed!