The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

After some discussion, the three finally decided to adopt a roundabout tactic, bypassing the traps around White City and attacking from the side.

Gan Chenggong suggested with a sly look on his face.

"Hehe, we have to show Lingguo what 'stinking but both wise and brave' means!

I propose that soldiers be equipped with special odor-proof masks in case of emergency and to deal with the possible "cesspool crisis."

He clapped his hands and continued triumphantly.

"This way, we can hold our heads high on the battlefield, even if it stinks to high heaven, we can still face the storm with a smile!"

The two veteran generals Zhou Lin looked at each other and smiled, thinking that this idea was really wonderful. The three of them hit it off and quickly formulated an attack plan.

When the Yun army quietly attacked from the side and just stepped into the territory of Baicheng, the ground suddenly collapsed and everyone fell into a deep pit.

"Oh my god, this Ling Kingdom is really good at playing! This time it's not a cesspool, but a buried sharp wooden stake!"

Gan Chenggong cried out in pain and struggled to get up.

The soldiers also complained bitterly, but fortunately, due to the lesson of the "cesspool", they were more cautious in their exploration this time.

The world was shrouded in flames of war. Although some people were grimacing in pain, the god of death seemed to have taken a temporary nap and did not take any life.

However, don't celebrate too soon.

As the Yunshen Army advanced deeper, wounded soldiers appeared in large numbers like mushrooms after a rain, making the scene even busier than the snack stalls at a night market.

This cannot continue.

Gan Chenggong and others retreated again.

Gan Chenggong paced around the camp anxiously.

"How many tunnels has this Ling Gou dug? The area beneath Baicheng has almost become an ant nest!"

The two old generals Zhou and Lin usually had serious faces, but at this moment they couldn't help but curse while letting the military doctor bandage their wounds.

Ling people, what kind of weird ideas are in your head?

The mechanisms outside Baicheng are endless, one after another!

If you step on it, you will either get a hole in it or get poisonous powder sprinkled on your face.

Although the thing is not fatal, it consumes a lot of combat power.

Each of them led three thousand Cloud God soldiers, but they only went one-third of the way, and almost all of them were injured when they returned.

This is when they are extremely cautious.

He is simply a master at torturing people.

If this continues, the entire army will be wiped out before they even reach the gate of Baicheng.

General Lin also sighed, looking at the wounded lying on the ground in the camp, his heart full of worry.

Just when everyone was looking worried, suddenly a soldier ran over panting, holding a letter high in his hand and shouting.

"General! Urgent news!"

If this continues, our group of heroes will face a tragic scene of "the entire army being killed" halfway before we even set foot on the cobblestone road of Baicheng.

Oh, this is not a march to fight, it’s simply a “farewell party of life” where we can just go at a moment’s notice!

General Lin's brows were almost twisted into the shape of a "川" character. Looking at the wounded lying all over the camp, he felt mixed emotions.

Back then, they were all tough guys who could carry a mountain, but now they are like eggplants hit by frost, all of them hanging their heads in dejection.

Just when everyone was falling into the abyss of despair, suddenly, a soldier rushed in as if his butt was on fire, waving a letter in his hand, as if he was holding a life-saving straw.

As he ran, he shouted, "General! General! Urgent information is coming! Take a look."

General Lin hurriedly snatched the letter and muttered as he opened it.

"Is this not a declaration of war from the enemy? We are already in a precarious situation, and if something else comes to make matters worse, it would really be... Oh, forget it, let's wait and see."

Seeing this, the soldiers nearby also gathered around, each with anticipation and nervousness written all over their face.

After all, in this moment of life and death, any bit of hope seems so precious.

General Lin carefully unfolded the letter and saw that it said:

"Don't worry, General. Our army has sent reinforcements, which will arrive at Baicheng soon. Please hold on, General. Victory is in sight!"

Everyone cheered as if they saw the dawn.

General Lin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"It seems that we old bones are not so easy to be taken away by the god of death! Everyone cheer up and prepare to welcome reinforcements. We must fight back to White City together and let those enemy troops see how powerful we are!"

The camp was suddenly filled with laughter. The wounded who were lying on the ground struggled to sit up, with long-lost smiles on their faces.

It turned out to be sent by Yun Lei and his men. They found Ling Chenyu and Liu Yaoyao, and they had just set out from Chaoyang City with the main body of the army.

Gan Chenggong stroked his sparse beard, rolled his eyes, and suddenly turned around and ordered his men to invite Yunxian over.

The men were confused, but they ran out quickly anyway.

After a while, Yunxian was invited to the hall.

As soon as Yunxian came in, she felt a strong aura of an "old fox" coming towards her, and she couldn't help but mutter in her heart.

What are these old people trying to do?

Gan Chenggong sat upright, an expression that read "we are serious" on his face.

He said in a deep voice: "Yunxian, look at us old men. Our hair is all white, our backs are bent, and we even have to use crutches to walk. Sooner or later, this world will belong to you young people."

Gan Chenggong swallowed a sip of tea and sighed.

Yunxian was frowning and rolled her eyes in her heart.

Who doesn't know that this group of old naughty boys secretly practice martial arts every day in the hope of living another 500 years?

Are you accepting your old age now?

what happened?

Yunxian remained silent, waiting for Gan Chenggong's next words.

Gan Chenggong took another sip of tea, as if there was endless wisdom in the tea.

He sighed and said, “Oh, these fifty acres of land outside Baicheng are really a headache.

We sent 10,000 people to explore, but we didn't even find half of them. At this rate, it will take us forever to get it done."

Yunxian laughed secretly in her heart.

This old man is starting to act pretentiously again.

However, he decided to cooperate.

Yunxian pretended to be thinking seriously, with a frown on her face.

Gan Chenggong quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Yunxian, do you have any tricks? We are all counting on you."

Yunxian's eyes rolled and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. Gan, listen to me, I have a brilliant idea!"

Yunxian approached Gan Chenggong with a mysterious look on her face and lowered her voice, "Why don't we... well, make a bold attempt and directly invite the gods in the sky to come down to earth and let them use their magical magic to flatten the stubborn fifty acres of land, what do you think?"

Gan Chenggong was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, as if he had heard something out of the ordinary.

What?

Ask gods for help?

In this world...are there really gods in this world?

The three old men nearby couldn't help but come over, with question marks written all over their faces.

"Oh, Mr. Gan, you guys don't understand this!"

Yunxian smiled proudly and began to act as if "I have inside information".

"Think about it, there are so many legends in our world, which one is not about gods?

Maybe, these fifty acres of land outside Baicheng is the trial field left behind by a certain immortal?

If we just invite the gods to come, wouldn't that be twice the result with half the effort?"

Gan Chenggong and the three old men looked at each other, with an expression of "Are you kidding me?" written all over their faces.

"But...but how do we invite this deity?"

"Isn't this easy? Let's set up a 'god summoning formation', set up an incense table, light some incense, and invite a Taoist priest to chant some sutras. Isn't that how we can invite the gods?"

"Hahaha……"

When the four old men heard this, they burst out laughing.