The soldiers of the thirty-two tribes have always relied on the earth-burrowing dragon to fight, and their combat effectiveness without the earth-burrowing dragon is not even a little bit worse.
Therefore, the hard nut in Huang Xing's eyes became a turtle in the urn in Bi Cheng's hands.
At the beginning of the war, the allied forces of the Soul Saint Sect and the Wind Saint Sect rushed through the nine tribes and swept all the way to Panlong Pass in the southwest of Shenlong Foreign Country.
The nine tribes that passed by fled and all gathered in Panlong Pass, resulting in the number of Panlong Pass Immortal Soldiers exceeding 40 million.
It was the first time that Bi Cheng was in trouble on the battlefield. Go ahead and kill him. Panlong Pass will definitely be a river of blood, and he will kill three thousand enemies and lose eight hundred. You can't get through Panlong Pass without killing, and you can't achieve your strategic goal.
Zhang Minggang knew that Bi Cheng was in trouble, because he knew that Bi Cheng did not want to kill more enemies, nor did he want to lose more of his own people.
So it is recommended:
"Commander, why not stay here for a while? The other party is not of the same mind."
Bi Cheng shook his head:
"It's impossible to wait for internal strife. The more we hesitate, the higher the morale of the other side will be. Let's do this. We'll stay here for a few days while you strengthen your vigilance to prevent sneak attacks. You have to know that there are many people from the other side within us. In addition, send some people to cut down trees. Ten feet long is more Strong, at least a thousand."
I wanted to repeat the same old tune and use the drunken magical power to break through the Panlong Pass, but the Panlong Pass was densely covered with magic circles, and I failed three times.
During the last retreat, Bi Cheng accidentally made three immortal-level talismans when he was tired. At this time, Wu Shi happened to refine a batch of immortal-level talismans to make a batch of sky-shattering arrows with immortal-level talismans.
One day and one night, Bicheng refined fifty Xuan-level talismans and succeeded in eleven.
Feng Dali said:
"There is Panlong Lake on Beishan. Is it necessary to open Panlong Lake and fill it with water?"
Bi Cheng shook his head:
"Firstly, it poses little threat to immortals and can only be effective against the old, weak, sick and disabled, which is not our target; secondly, Panlong Lake supports more than a dozen big clans around it, and doing so will completely destroy the foundation of these big clans. "
Panlong Lake is rich in a kind of five-color fish. The fish meat is the main material for elixir refining by dozens of tribes around it. The bones are the treasure for refining weapons. The lake water is the main source of irrigation and drinking. If it is destroyed, more than a thousand tribes in the southeast, central and northeast will lose it. Reliance is against the harmony of nature, and Bi Cheng will despise it.
"This battle is mainly for the Immortal Palace to see. These powerful clans are not the real enemies of our Soul Saint Sect, Feng Sheng Sect."
Feng Dali sighed and said:
"I understand, but who can understand your intention?"
Bi Cheng shook his head:
"The immortals in the heaven are not fools, how can they not see this? I am afraid that after the war, some people will say this or that about us, but I don't care."
Ten days later, he finished refining one hundred and forty immortal-level talismans and a thousand heaven-level talisman-breaking arrows, one hundred of which had an immortal-level destructive talisman added to them.
Bi Cheng ordered Zhang Minggang and others to launch sky-breaking arrows to destroy Panlongguan Cave, west and south walls, leaving only the north side for the enemy to escape.
There was a sudden earthquake and the three walls of Panlong Pass collapsed. Bi Cheng shot an immortal-level sky-breaking arrow into the center of the city, causing chaos in Panlong Pass.
Bi Cheng said to Feng Dali:
"Brother Feng, send five Domination Realm masters to keep an eye on Long Xiang. It's best to capture him alive. This is the main goal of this battle. Leave the rest to us."
"The mission must be completed."
Bi Cheng said to Zhang Minggang:
"Next, you command to occupy the eastern half of the city with all your strength, and the momentum must be loud to achieve the purpose of frightening the enemy and prompting them to escape."
In Panlong Pass, Long Xiang commanded 20 million dragon cavalry to fly into the void and launch a thunderous attack on the Soul Saint Sect and Wind Saint Sect army. Bi Cheng released the cloud and mist talisman while releasing two billion mosquito soldiers to fly into the void to fight against the Earth-Drilling Dragon.
The main purpose of the cloud talisman is to cover people's eyes and ears and release a large number of mosquito soldiers. There are only 500 million mosquito soldiers reported by Bicheng, and so many are released here so that others cannot detect them.
After a while, the void earth-burrowing dragon fell like raindrops, and countless of the thirty-two tribes of immortal soldiers below were crushed.
The underground dragon was stunned by poison, and the dragoons lost their support and fled in all directions. Zhang Minggang commanded the army to seize the eastern half of the city.
Taking advantage of the clouds and mist, Bi Cheng quickly collected the mosquito soldiers and collected the earth-burrowing dragons, regardless of life or death.
These ground-burrowing dragons are the future food of the mosquito soldiers.
Feng Dali was afraid that he would not be able to catch Long Xiang, so he sent all eight generals out. Long Xiang ran left and right in the void for an hour but still could not break through the encirclement.
But Long Xiang's fighting power was extraordinary. After two hours of fierce fighting, he still fought fiercely with more than a dozen guards in a circle surrounded by eight dominators, and actually ended up with a draw.
Bi Cheng looked at his nine sons and ten wives and said:
"Go and get rid of Long Xiang's dozen guards."
Nineteen people soared into the sky. Bicheng left behind his clone, and his real body turned into the breeze and came to the sky. He was still a little worried about his wife and son, so he stayed by their side as a guard.
But it turned out that this was unnecessary. The nineteen swords quickly swept away Long Xiang's guards after using the Divine Sword. Only the eight masters of the Feng Sheng Sect were left in the void and Long Xiang, who had half a foot in the transcendent realm.
Seeing that the situation was over, Long Xiang smiled bitterly and fired a line of blue fireworks into the air. All the rebels in Panlong Pass rushed to the north gate to escape.
Long Xiang was continuously injured. The more Bi Cheng watched, the more he admired Long Xiang's bravery, and felt unbearable in his heart.
After another half an hour, three swords entered Long Xiang's body at the same time, and a generation of heroes fell into the void.
Bi Cheng shouted:
"Leave your life behind!"
But it was already too late. An immortal soldier from the Soul Saint Sect in Panlong Pass saw the rebel commander falling and immediately stepped forward and cut off Long Xiang's head.
This is a huge achievement.
This achievement was originally left to the Feng Sheng Sect by Bicheng, but unexpectedly it fell into the hands of the Soul Saint Sect. Feng Dali could only sigh and give up.
This is the rule on the battlefield. No matter who is killed, the one who captures the head will be considered successful.
Zhang Minggang was well aware of Bi Cheng's intentions. He glanced at the immortal soldier who happily handed over Long Xiang's head and shouted:
"What's your name? Stealing other people's military exploits?"
Bi Cheng and Feng Dali said at the same time:
"Don't blame him, the battle merit should belong to him."
Bicheng suddenly discovered that the immortal soldier holding Long Xiang's head in front of him was actually Liu Yixing in disguise.
"Damn, this guy is really lucky. He can get such military exploits easily."
Bi Cheng and Feng Dali discussed what to do next, and Feng Dali said:
"The thirty-two tribes have collapsed. We should expand the results of the war. After this battle, the commander will be famous far and wide and achieve immortal achievements."
Bi Cheng nodded:
"Formally, we must occupy the ancestral lands of all rebel clans."
"Are we operating separately as a group?"
Bicheng immediately understood that Feng Dali was trying to grab territory, so he said:
"That's exactly what I meant. Our eight teams from the Soul Saint Sect have entered the eight southwest tribes. You guys will deal with the rest?"
"Okay, it's a deal!"
The eight tribes in the southwest are actually small tribes with little wealth. The remaining twenty or so tribes are all fat sheep. Feng Dali knows that Bicheng is doing the Feng Sheng Sect a favor.
Bicheng summoned the captains of the Eighth Brigade and divided their attack areas, saying:
