"Leopard Demon..."
"Elephant demon..."
Guo Jia quickly and clearly analyzed the strength of the ten lesser demon kings opposite him, their current mentality, and the possible internal conflicts. Lin Yang was at least dumbfounded. Could this be the demeanor of a top-tier strategist?
To be able to analyze so much information in such a short time is truly amazing. Lin Yang, for one, felt he couldn't possibly have figured it out.
"Xu Chu, Xu Chu," Lin Yang called out.
Upon hearing this, Xu Chu, who was lying on the ground sleeping nearby, immediately sprang to his feet. At the same time, he was holding a very well-cooked pork leg in his hand.
"Yes, yes, I'm here."
"Here, this is a specially made communication talisman that can be used on the battlefield. Wear it close to your body from now on. When the time comes, I'll tell you which direction to charge in, and you'll charge in that direction. If you make a mistake, I'll punish you by not letting you eat for a day, understand?" Lin Yang said sternly.
"I heard that, no problem." Upon hearing that he wasn't allowed to eat for a day, Xu Chu, who had been somewhat nonchalant, immediately perked up.
Soon, five hundred veterans appeared directly in front of Xu Chu. These five hundred men were considered elite among the veterans.
Moreover, after Lin Yang provided a large amount of spirit rice and spirit dew, his strength, which had declined due to his age, had long since recovered. Coupled with his rich experience, his strength was now a notch above that of ordinary state soldiers.
At this moment, the five hundred veterans were all clad in armor. Even their warhorses were covered in iron armor. In ancient times, this would have been known as the Iron Pagoda.
Of course, in this world, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant, and even the quality of the warhorses is much better. Therefore, after being fully armored, these warhorses did not have any problems.
Seeing Guo Jia's puzzled look, Lin Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Fengxiao, if I make a mistake in command, there's still Ziyi."
"Zhongkang, in a moment, you will charge from the southeast, towards where the rabbit demon is, without breaking away from the main force. Of course, once you hear an order, just obey it promptly," Lin Yang said confidently.
At the same time, he secretly activated his Divine Eye of Fortune and began to observe. After all, the strength or weakness of an army can be clearly seen from its military aura.
In this situation, the entire battlefield, in Lin Yang's eyes, was nothing more than a large-scale real-time strategy game.
A certain army, with its remaining "blood," how many more blows are needed to defeat it? Where are the enemy's weaknesses? Under these eyes, there is truly nowhere to hide.
With this information, even an elementary school student in Lin Yang's position would surely win. After all, the essence of war is the strong defeating the weak, and the many defeating the few.
Moreover, and more importantly, it wasn't just Xu Chu; among these five hundred men, there were also ten noble rank holders. They also possessed communication talismans, meaning Lin Yang could command eleven people simultaneously. Each command could be directed down to a specific commander (fifty-man general).
“Zhongkang charged south for a hundred paces, then engaged in a fierce battle with that demon general. It would be even better if he could kill him.”
"The first Dubo walked twenty paces to the north, then dismounted and raised their shields to meet the wolf demon's charge."
"Second Dubo, retreat thirty paces, dismount, and collectively launch a volley of shots diagonally forward. After three volleys, at..."
"Third Dubo, stretch your body. In ten breaths, when the rain of arrows has stopped, charge straight ahead..."
Although Lin Yang's commands were never particularly ingenious, he always managed to seize upon the enemy's weaknesses and deliver a devastating blow.
This happened once, twice, and later, it happened every single time. Moreover, whenever there were strong soldiers lying in ambush nearby, these five hundred men would retreat in advance after unleashing a volley of arrows.
Seeing this, Guo Jia felt relieved, but then became intensely curious. How did Lin Yang obtain such an ingenious military strategy? His lord was truly mysterious!
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Chapter Seventeen: The Celestial Sphere
Meanwhile, in a temple somewhere in Jiangdong, the saintess and the high priest were also gathered around an enormous, yet remarkably clear, mirror, carefully observing the scene reflected within.
"Such powerful intuition! He always manages to detect Zhong Shanjun's ambushes in advance. And he always manages to leave just before the trap is set."
"These five hundred people, though few in number, are like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, always able to find the demon soldiers' weaknesses in time. Several organized and planned attacks were repelled before they could even be launched. It's truly miraculous."
"In just half an hour, he has already broken through more than ten military formations and killed more than two thousand monsters. Despite the difference in equipment, Lin Yang is simply too powerful," the High Priest exclaimed.
The Holy Maiden, however, seemed to have expected this. Twenty thousand years ago, during her first reincarnation, she had seen many such high-level military tactics.
Moreover, after witnessing the military strategies of Han Xin, the strategist and war genius, and spending time with Xiang Yu, the hero and warrior, Lin Yang's performance was nothing special in her eyes.
He's probably just a competent first-rate general. After all, the opponents were just a bunch of demon soldiers, which doesn't prove anything.
"At this moment, does the High Priest still believe that Lord Zhongshan can resist?" The Holy Maiden's tone shifted, and she said coldly.
“Yes, the time is not yet ripe; we must wait. After all, even if Lord Zhongshan is defeated, he can hold this mountain and buy time,” the High Priest said earnestly, stroking his beard.
...
As time passed, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly clear. Initially, the two sides were merely locked in a stalemate. However, with the arrival of Xu Chu's five hundred soldiers, the situation became increasingly unpredictable.
At first, they only had a slight advantage, but later they gained the upper hand. Now, the situation is clear: these demon soldiers are doomed.
If Zhongshan Jun doesn't take action soon, in about a quarter of an hour, the morale of these demon soldiers will completely disappear, and they will suffer a crushing defeat.
Sure enough, at that moment, a loud and deafening roar, filled with destruction and annihilation, followed.
roar!
As the sound spread, the remaining thousands of demon soldiers immediately became invigorated, each one as lively as if they had been given stimulants. Then, one by one, they sat cross-legged on the ground, resisting the waves of sound.
Meanwhile, the surrounding human soldiers were immediately struck by misfortune. Caught completely off guard, they had no time to prepare.
They all suddenly developed headaches, and even covering their ears with their hands did nothing to help. In just a few breaths, the thousand private soldiers, three thousand retainers, and more than ten thousand wandering knights were all wiped out.
At a glance, eight or nine out of ten were lying on the ground, rolling around incessantly. Many soldiers who were already critically wounded and dying even died while rolling around.
Even innate masters had to fight back with all their might against this beast's roar. Only third-tier masters were truly unharmed.
"What powerful sonic attack! But that makes sense. Even a scum like Xie Xun could use the Lion's Roar to wipe out hundreds of martial artists by himself. Now, it's expected that Lord Zhongshan, a peak fourth-tier demon, could directly annihilate this rabble of over ten thousand people," Lin Yang thought.