World of Cultivation

How did he discover the location of Yuheng's base camp?

Not only Sang Nan, but also many generals soon noticed this, and surprise flashed in everyone's eyes. Laughing Moge's men are all cone-flame monsters, and there is no unit that can act as a sentinel.

However, Xiao Moge found the right direction without any investigation.

"This guy," a general said with emotion, "is so lucky!"

The other generals nodded and looked in any direction, which was the right direction. Their luck was so good!

Hearing the discussion around him, Sang Nan didn't say anything. He was shocked and confused. He couldn't tell whether Xiao Moge was lucky or not. You don't need a sentinel to gain insight into the battlefield situation, you just need your spiritual consciousness to be strong enough. But this kind of insight is not unlimited. The larger the battlefield, the greater the spiritual consciousness required. In a large-scale battle, the information a warrior's spiritual consciousness can acquire is like a drop in the ocean, insignificant. Only through a large number of scouts can we obtain sufficient battlefield information.

For any general, battlefield information is the basis for every order they issue.

Sang Nan has never seen a general who didn't even send a sentinel, and the weirdest thing is that the other party actually found the right direction! For a moment, even he believed that this guy was really lucky.

But why do I feel dangerous...

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Gongsun Cha's consciousness spread out like a big net, and all movements within fifty miles around him were under his control. Soon, he found the trace of breath left in the air. This was an aura that was quite unfamiliar to him. It was different from the battle monsters he had seen before. It should be a type of soldier that he had never seen before.

He narrowed his eyes, and a calm light flashed amidst the feverish fighting spirit.

With a quiet movement of his spiritual consciousness, the torrent of snowflakes was not hindered. It changed direction smoothly and moved forward silently and at high speed like mercury pouring against the ground.

A seemingly simple change of direction caused waves of exclamations, and even Pu Yao couldn't help but feel a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Commanding the team to change direction while advancing at high speed is one of the basic skills of a warrior. The more people there are, the more difficult it is, and the faster the speed, the more difficult it is. This is an operation that every warrior will do, and it is also one of the tactical moves that most tests a warrior's basic skills.

The Silver Warlord needs to be able to freely control about a thousand war monsters to change directions while advancing at high speed.

Five thousand, that is the standard for a golden warrior!

Could it be...could this guy have reached the standard of a golden warrior?

"Junior Brother Gongsun's spiritual sense is so sensitive!" Zuo Mo couldn't help but praise. Although he didn't understand the general, he could see the secret at a glance.

Giving orders to five thousand people at the same time requires not only a strong spiritual consciousness, but also a sufficiently sensitive spiritual consciousness. No wonder Zuo Mo was surprised, subtle operations like this have always been what he is best at. Whether it is spiritual power or spiritual consciousness, he is not strong, but he is extremely sensitive.

"Could it be the evil soul beast bead?" Pu Yao muttered to himself.

Gongsun Cha's control over his consciousness far exceeded the level in the previous game. In such a short period of time, he has made such great progress? The first thing Pu Yao thought of was the Evil Soul Beast Bead, because he knew that Gongsun Chai had been desperately taking the Evil Soul Beast Bead during this period.

Could it be that this evil soul beast bead can make spiritual consciousness more sensitive?

Pu Yao's guess was correct. Gongsun Cha's change in consciousness was precisely due to these evil soul beast beads. Gongsun Cha's talent in cultivation was quite average, which actually greatly restricted his development as a warrior. He worked hard to create his own warrior mentality, but with his mediocre talent, his progress was not satisfactory.

Until he discovered that refining the evil spirit beast beads would help his spiritual consciousness, the ecstatic young lady started a crazy refining plan! He spent almost all his time refining the Soul Beast Beads, and at this time, the hunting operation was about to begin. The continuous supply of Soul Beast Beads meant that he did not need to worry about the supply of Soul Beast Beads.

When it comes to issues regarding generals, the shy girl always reveals his madness inadvertently!

This time is no exception!

In the absence of a clear understanding of the Soul Beast Bead,

He didn't hesitate to put himself on the line. Because he knows very well that if he wants to go further, he must solve the problem of insufficient spiritual consciousness. He wants to win! In order to pursue victory, he is willing to take no matter how big the risk is!

He was right in his bet. In addition to the triple increase in consciousness, his consciousness was also much more sensitive than before.

"Evil Soul Beast Bead?" Zuo Mo also showed a thoughtful expression, and suddenly thought of the golden soul in his hand. He has been busy during this period. Except for Junior Brother Gongsun, Pu Yao and Wei, including himself, no one has taken the Golden Soul yet.

I was so busy that I even forgot about such an important thing.

Zuo Mo couldn't help but laugh at himself.

In the game of chess, Gongsun Chai was extremely fast. Following the very slight aura that remained, the huge team of Cone Flame Demons was like a red lightning, snaking and pointing directly at the opponent's base camp.

Not luck! Sang Nan's heart was beating wildly.

The other generals also saw something was wrong: "Hey, something is weird. This kid can't be so lucky every time. Why is he right every time?"

"Yes! Evil!"

"Isn't this guy's nose a dog?"

"Not even a dog!"

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The discussion around her started to get louder, and He Mei looked confused. She was not a warrior, so she was confused. She asked Sang Nan curiously: "What are they talking about?"

Sang Nan explained patiently: "They are talking about how Xiao Moge knows the location of Yuheng's base camp without using a sentinel."

"Yes!" He Mei suddenly realized: "No wonder I think something is wrong. It turns out that I didn't see Laughing Mogo's detection whistle." Then she asked with a puzzled look on her face: "Why didn't Laughing Moge just use the detection whistle?" Do you know Yuheng’s headquarters?”

Sang Nan said softly: "The Cone Flame Demon is not suitable for scouting. Although their speed is not slow, it is not fast either. The most important thing is that they cannot hide themselves. Laughing Mogo should have a secret method that can find the opponent's spy. The remaining breath of the whistle."

The surrounding discussions stopped, and everyone looked like they were listening. Sang Nan is extremely talented and has won the title of "Best Young Warrior" for three consecutive years. He has won countless championships in various games. Among the younger generation of warriors, he can definitely be ranked among the top five. Many veterans in the army are very optimistic about him.

Although he unexpectedly became a follower of Ye Mingyue, he gave up the opportunity to serve as the commander of an army, which greatly damaged his reputation. In the past few years, he has rarely appeared in public, instead keeping a low profile beside guard Ye Mingyue. But no one would doubt his reputation as the number one general in the Genius League.

"Look carefully, Xiao Mo Ge's route is exactly the route that one of Yu Heng's scouts followed just now."

Everyone's faces suddenly showed expressions of realization. No wonder it turned out that Laughing Mogo had such a powerful secret skill.

At this moment, this torrent of red snowflakes encountered Yu Heng's sentinel. Yu Heng had already known the location of Xiaomo Ge. In order to obtain more information, naturally many more scouts were sent in this direction.

When these scouts saw this team, they were shocked and turned back immediately. And some scouts want to plant news trees and send back the news here. But how could Gongsun Chai give them this opportunity? With a wave of his hand, his team immediately overwhelmed these scouts.

These detective sentries had no time to send back information and died.

The other scouts saw this and ran faster.

Gongsun Cha did not hesitate and commanded the team to follow closely behind these scouts, always keeping a suitable distance and not giving them a chance to plant news trees.

In the demon world, the most commonly used message tree is the message tree. The detectives carry the seeds of the message tree. They only need to plant the seeds, and the message tree will sprout, grow, and bear fruit in a very short time. The fruit of the message tree shatters into colorful mist, which can transform the message into images and sounds and send them back.

It is extremely convenient for seeds of the same message tree to be able to communicate with each other. But the message tree has one drawback, and that is that it takes time. It takes about one stick of incense to grow from seed to fruit. The time of one stick of incense is naturally nothing in normal times, but if there is a critical moment, the time of one stick of incense becomes the most fatal weakness.

At present, these scouts lack the time for this stick of incense.

Gongsun Chai's team suddenly separated. The team that was like a torrent suddenly split into six big snowflakes. There are about eight hundred cone flame demons in each big snowflake. They are like six high-speed rotating blades, with the two sides protruding forward and the middle trailing behind, forming an arc. They bite behind the sentry and drive them together. , don’t let them separate.

Running and chasing, just like that, half an hour later, Gongsun Chai's team had reached the outskirts of Yuheng camp.

This scene made all the monsters stunned.

This... what kind of play is this?

In a slightly larger-scale chess game, the contest between the two sides often lasts for twenty or thirty hours, or even more. The vast terrain has enough strategic depth and enough room for detours. Both sides have to go through a lot of reconnaissance, testing, local wrestling, compressing each other's living space, etc., and then the final decisive battle.

For such a large-scale chess game like this one, many generals are prepared to watch the game for three days and nights.

However, Laughing Mogo, who never plays by the rules, was no exception this time. Without building a camp or planting demonic trees, just pull all the troops at the beginning and kill directly towards the opponent's base camp. This... what kind of strategy is this?

"Too, too gangster!"

A general murmured subconsciously, but all the generals who felt like they were holding something back suddenly understood!

That's right! rogue! Just a gangster!

Only those gangsters who don't pay attention to technical content can fight like this, dragging everyone and screaming directly towards the opponent's door...

Sang Nan felt like he had swallowed a fly alive, and there was something indescribably wrong about him. Laughing Mogo's snowflake formation before was like a bolt of lightning piercing the clouds, making him feel astonished. The secret tracking skills that followed were also indescribably unpredictable and profound. All signs made him full of expectations for the next battle.

However, this kind of expectation is by no means the unreasonable rush to the door!

That’s right, it’s just unreasonable! He seemed to see a skilled swordsman, after a series of dazzling and stunning moves, suddenly drop the sword in his hand, instead draw out the butcher's knife from his waist, and rush forward roaring like a savage.

What about strategy? What about tactics? What about techniques?

The sharp contrast almost made Sang Nan vomit blood in discomfort.

At this time, Gongsun Cha launched an attack directly without any pause. In Sang Nan's eyes, all the beauty of snowflakes disappeared! He seemed to see a butcher with a face full of flesh, and he picked up the butcher's knife with a ferocious smile, and hit the other person's forehead with one slash like a butcher of a pig! My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter