Chapter Eight The Lover's Injury
The country of Xilin is rich in products and a variety of resources. It is more than rich but not strong enough. Xilin has a poor geographical location. It is a small country with few people. It is sandwiched between several countries. It would be strange if it does not suffer.
Xilin is like a little baby carrying a golden bowl and wandering among robbers. Anyone who sees it can't help but make plans. It would be unreasonable for people not to take a peek.
In the past, several neighboring countries restrained each other, which allowed Xilin to survive in the cracks of the threats of force from various countries. It also tried its best to satisfy the blackmail of the neighboring countries, and it was able to achieve peace for more than a hundred years.
However, conditional peace has never truly equaled peace. Zuo Wuzhou knows this very well. Without strength, being bullied is destined to be normal. This is not only true between people, but also between countries.
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The army from the Red Deli Kingdom continued to move toward the border, and eight days ago launched a fierce offensive against the Xilin Kingdom.
In less than ten days, the Xilin Kingdom's frontline troops were defeated one after another. Even though Xilin Kingdom had already raised a large army to prepare for the war, they still did not expect that the situation on the front line would be such a rout.
The front line was severely defeated, and the Red Deli State advanced 300 miles into the territory of the Xilin Kingdom in three days. The Xilin Kingdom had no choice but to order the troops raised from various places to march to the front line.
Because of the massive defeat on the front line, the army from Linzhong County marched hastily and arrived at the front line of the war within a few days.
Even if the army is composed of first-class soul warriors and above, traveling such a long distance is by no means an easy task.
Not to mention the first-grade soul warriors, even second-grade soul warriors like Lin Li looked very tired.
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We set up camp and had a good night's rest.
The next day, the sergeants of Lin Zhongjun who got up together were all on the front line, and they could clearly feel the oppression and the shadow of the war cloud.
Even though Zuo Wuzhou was determined, he still felt shaken by it in such a high-intensity atmosphere: "War is indeed the most grueling thing. It seems that I have come to the right place."
"Only by experiencing the baptism of war can I sharpen my soul and my heart for the Tao. Only by experiencing all this on the battlefield and surviving can I get rid of the glitz and impetuousness."
Zuo Wuzhou held the knife excitedly: "This is not my war, but it is also my war. Only by transcending can I pursue a greater way of soul cultivation in a more positive way and with the qualifications!"
Chen Zongzhi was from the Xilin Kingdom. He glanced around and said in a low voice, "Can we really beat the red delirium?" Even he lost confidence.
There was panic everywhere in the military camp, and there were whispers everywhere. People seemed to have lost confidence and lost their will to fight. After a huge defeat, the Xilin army had an unprecedented low morale. Even the new reinforcements came
The army was deeply affected.
Zuo Wuzhou said calmly: "Whether we can fight or retreat is one thing. Whether we can fight or not is another thing."
Meeting on a narrow road is a kind of courage.
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It’s hard to tell whether the Red Delirium Kingdom is too confident or too proud. They know clearly that reinforcements from the Xilin Kingdom are coming in a steady stream and are constantly gathering. However, the Red Delirium Army is not moved at all, and they don’t even send troops to harass them.
No, just sit back and watch Xilin's army gather.
Not to mention Lieutenant General Xilin Army, even Zuo Wuzhou has a clear view of the current situation.
The Red Deli Nation is confident, and even wants to wait for the Xilin Nation's army to gather and defeat Xi Lin in one fell swoop. But knowing the Hong Deli Nation's purpose, Xi Lin has to deal with it in this way. This is how it should be if it is outmatched by others.
From the arrow tower, you can see the Red Delirium army ten miles away. The camps are endless, as if they are boundless, which gives Sergeant Xilin endless shock.
It is natural for Hong Deli to be confident, and Zuo Wuzhou also knows that Hong Deli is indeed much stronger than Xi Lin.
It is said that the soldiers of the Red Delirium Kingdom are all first-grade soul warriors at the very least, and only those of the third grade are corps commanders. This is simply like a violent army organized entirely by soul warriors. You can imagine how powerful the combat effectiveness is.
However, it is very difficult for the Xilin Kingdom to do this. Even though the Linzhong Army that was temporarily recruited had great benefits, the huge Linzhong County could only organize an army of 7,000 soul cultivators.
There are only eleven counties in the Xilin Kingdom. Linzhong County spent all its resources to gather this army of seven thousand soul monks. The other counties are not necessarily much better.
The Red Deli State has thirty-three counties, and almost all of its standing armies are first-grade soul warriors or above.
The gap in combat effectiveness between the two armies immediately became apparent once compared.
Zuo Wuzhou made some calculations and knew that the Xilin Kingdom would be defeated. If the Xilin Kingdom was defeated, it would be defeated. In fact, he didn't care. The most important thing was that as long as he got what he wanted, that would be enough.
The war between Xi Lin and Hong Deli was not his war in the first place. He came here only for his cultivation. Whenever he thought that leaving would be beneficial to his cultivation, he would leave without hesitation.
Zuo Wuzhou didn't know what Xilin's generals thought, but he would soon step onto the battlefield for the first time in his life.
Orders came down layer by layer: "Pierce armor and prepare to fight!"
Chen Zongzhi, the third-rank corps commander, became a little nervous, his expression changed a few times, he put on his armor, and nodded sternly to Zuo Wuzhou and other comrades: "Let's go, it's our turn to fight."
The camp fence was wide open, and some of the reinforcements from Linzhong County organized a part, walked slowly out of the camp, and walked resolutely towards the battlefield in the middle!
Opposite, the barracks of the Red Delirium Army's camp were wide open, and an army of more than a thousand people came out in formation! Compared with the army temporarily raised by Linzhong County, the formation over there was much more orderly.
The shadow of the war was gathering over the battlefield, like a dark cloud, weighing everyone down to the point of suffocation.
Zuo Wuzhou was confident that he was very determined, but in such an atmosphere and murderous intent, he still felt chills all over his body, and for a moment he felt a bit like retreating!
He quickly regained his fighting spirit: "I thought I was very determined. Only after I went to the battlefield did I realize how terrible it is and how great the pressure of life and death is. This is the best. Whether I can be reborn depends on this.
It’s sharpened.”
Holding the handle of the knife tightly, Zuo Wuzhou felt relieved and relaxed his fingers slightly: "I'm still a little nervous!"
The sound of iron armor clattering in the battlefield was like scratching on everyone's heart. Everyone was watching this battle nervously. Xilin's reinforcements were no match for the Red Delirium army. Just look at this.
Fighting.
Seeing that the distance between the two armies was getting closer and closer, the war drums were hammered, and the rumble of the drums reverberated over the battlefield, seeming to turn the battlefield into a bitingly cold world.
"charge!"
A thundering roar reached my ears, and the soldiers in the forest drew their swords and roared wildly: "Kill!"
The soldiers in the first row of the formation, led by the corps commander, stood up and ran. Their swords pointed toward the sky, reflecting a dazzling ray of sunlight!
The soldiers at the forefront of the two armies were banged together, like two rushing waves of countercurrent, rising into the sky. Blood flew all over the sky with their limbs, and screams and wails rolled into the hearts of every soldier.
Zuo Wuzhou's heart trembled when he heard the sound, and he felt a little discouraged. In a blink of an eye, he realized that his mentality was wrong, and he concentrated his mind and felt calm, as if he was in an ethereal place, staring ahead calmly!
The simplest, most direct, and most naked hand-to-hand combat!
In the blink of an eye, Zuo Wuzhou followed Chen Zongzhi, blushed, and rushed into the enemy's battle formation with fighting spirit!
Wherever the sword hits, no one will be spared!
After Zuo Wuzhou's initial panic, he was struck in the chest by an enemy soldier who rushed over with a knife, and his armor was almost chopped to pieces.
Fortunately, the experienced Scar was on hand to parry for him. After taking this blow, Zuo Wuzhou quickly calmed down: "You can't make mistakes on the battlefield. If you make a mistake, you will die!"
"Kill!" Zuo Wuzhou shouted like a thunderbolt, hit Scar's opponent with a knife, and then followed him up to kill him!
"careful!"
Zuo Wuzhou didn't think about it at all. In his desperation, the water soul power stirred up and flowed through the soul aperture. When he moved his body, he passed by like flowing water!
At this moment, he vaguely felt a hint of Water Soul's skill in using it, so he simply threw away other thoughts and used the sword technique unscrupulously!
Zuo Wuzhou, who was in an ethereal state, struck one blow after another. The trajectory of the strike was far from being a move, but it made it difficult for this third-level opponent to deal with it.
Because Zuo Wuzhou had a vague understanding at this moment, the sword skills he used were infinitely dense. One sword after another without any sluggishness, just like flowing water. Once he seizes the opportunity, it is difficult to be interrupted!
Zuo Wuzhou had a flash of inspiration: "Water-based lingering!"
"Yes, watery and lingering! Lingering and lingering, like a lover's beauty, soft and inseparable."
Zuo Wuzhou was extremely surprised to find that his water soul actually completed the breakthrough from the second level to the third level in this blink of an eye!
I am the third grade!
The enemy's third-level soul warrior faced Zuo Wuzhou's swords one after another in horror. The sword skills gradually became rounded and became integrated. If there were still some flaws and lack of precision before, then then
As I continue to understand, this sword technique gradually improves to a higher level!
After the crackling sound of the sword, the third-level soul warrior groaned and fell to the sky unwillingly: "What kind of sword technique is this!"
Zuo Wuzhou fought bloody battles without looking back.
"Lovers hurt!"
Chapter completed!