After the cannon fodder fell into my arms

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"Exactly as you predicted, this is the last wave. As long as it endures this wave of attacks again, the formation will not be able to hold on anymore, and the city will be destroyed."

On the huge spirit boat, a late-stage Chaotianzong Jindan cultivator who is good at formations looked at the person beside him, with excitement that could not be concealed in his voice.

"En." Gu Siyuan nodded calmly, his eyes still looking at the sea of ​​blood and the mountain of corpses below.

Under his calmness, the Jindan cultivator of Chaotianzong calmed down a little bit, but his adoring and respectful eyes never moved away from Gu Siyuan.

Since half a year ago, the offensive operations of the third war zone, and even the entire Righteous Path Alliance, have become targeted.

It was also at that time that he received an order from the Righteous Path Alliance, and came to Gu Siyuan's side together with two other formation masters.

At first, he was very unimpressed.

His name is Yin Xuezhen, he was born in the Mingguang Immortal Sect, and he is extremely talented in formations. He can be called the sect's number one formation master. Although his cultivation is only at the late Jindan stage, his status is on par with those senior Yuanying elders.

The identities of the other two formation masters who were transferred together were also the same.

And Gu Siyuan...

They naturally also know that this rising star is the most famous in the cultivation world, and that his talent in cultivation is unparalleled in the world.

But cultivation is cultivation, and formations are formations.

How could a brat like Gu Siyuan keep up with them in the formation of troops.

However, after just a few days of contact.

The few of them completely changed their minds, and from then on, they obeyed Gu Siyuan's words.

Evil cultivators practice cruelly and take shortcuts. In the beginning, their cultivation speed will be much faster than their ordinary cultivators. , the backlash from the Thunder Tribulation and the Heart Demon Tribulation that was attracted was even stronger.

Because the failure rate is too high, among the monks above the Foundation Establishment Stage, no matter what, the total number of evil monks is always far less than that of righteous ones.

But there are advantages and disadvantages in everything, and because of this, once the evil monks successfully overcome the catastrophe, their single-player combat power will be relatively much stronger than the righteous monks.

Therefore, in the initial frontal fight, both good and evil suffered great losses.

Until Gu Siyuan appeared.

Gu Siyuan geniusly designed a variety of offensive tactics suitable for monks. As long as they cooperate properly, they can not only win the many with the few, but also defeat the strong with the weak.

Before this, the orthodox monks already had a huge advantage in numbers, and this time it was magnified to the extreme.

Since then, the efficiency of righteous monks in killing enemies has increased several times.

More importantly, personnel losses have been reduced by at least half.

And if half of the people die less in each game, the advantage will be magnified to infinity over time. In a short time, under the battle against the enemy and the unity of will, the forces of righteousness are almost invincible.

In just a few months, evil ways have fallen to several cities one after another.

Especially three months ago, the most turbulent battle since the start of the war took place.

At that time, the good and the evil sides almost each invested half of their own troops, from the Nascent Soul to the Qi training, and they all threw themselves into the battlefield to their heart's content.

Gu Siyuan was the commander in chief of that battle.

In the end, Zhengdao triumphed.

It was also after that battle that the evil spirits were severely injured, and they were almost unable to recover. Gradually, all the evil forces could only be forced to shrink in a certain direction under their driving.

And in the end, it shrank to this place, to the Xueling City in front of him, the last city, and the only remaining evil monks protected this city in an airtight manner.

Seven days ago, all their Zhengdao troops assembled and launched their final attack on the city.

Up to now, as long as there is a final wave of impact, the defensive formation will be opened, and this battle with the power of the whole continent will end soon, much faster than they imagined...

Yin Xuezhen couldn't help but look at Gu Siyuan again.

Gu Siyuan's eyes are in the distance, everything is according to his plan, at least there will be no accidents before the city is broken.

Wherever he looked, he was dressed in red, his whip shadow was like a dragon, and he was as glamorous as fire.

Yin Xuezhen and the people around him looked at each other, with a gratified smile on the corner of their mouths.

"That's what a young man looks like!"

"It's not easy to be hesitant when looking at Taoist companions."

"He must always control the audience..."

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes couldn't help showing pity.

This war can advance so quickly, all because of the immeasurable role played by the young man beside them.

Everyone gets strength from him, and then they go to fight and die.

Everyone in the battlefield of the righteous way has almost experienced the same psychological process as Yin Xuezhen and the others, from the initial age of contempt, to the later attention, then the worship, and finally the deep love and pity.

It sounds a little ridiculous, they are so weak, people who rely on Gu Siyuan's planning and battle formation to save their lives, would feel sorry for and pity Gu Siyuan in turn.

But in fact, that's exactly what happened.

After the start of the attack, Gu Siyuan hardly had a real rest for even one night.

Almost all of his painstaking efforts and energy were spent on the battlefield.

All battle arrangements made by him will always have the least loss and will always end the fastest.

Most importantly, he is the most impartial and the most calm.

No matter what kind of situation or who he is facing, Gu Siyuan can always make the most self-interested and appropriate decision.

Perhaps it was because of their relentless pursuit of the righteous way, especially after the turning point of the war three months ago, it seemed to have inspired the madness of the evil monks, and the trapped beasts would still fight.

At some point, a strange secret medicine was circulated among the cultivators of the evil way, which could instantly increase one's combat power, and not be afraid of injury, pain, or death.

After that, the war became much more difficult.

Even though Gu Siyuan was laying out battle formations almost non-stop, striving for the fastest possible speed, so that those unconscious evil war machines would be incapacitated.

However, in the second half of the bloody fight, Zhengdao still lost many, many people.

Every sect is like this, the four major immortal sects are, Taixuan Xianzong is especially, many of them are disciples of Qingchen Mountain, and are Gu Siyuan's direct brothers and sisters.

Some even under Gu Siyuan's arrangement, took the initiative to become moths to the flames to die in order to advance the battle better.

Seeing those young and familiar figures fall down, many elders of Xianzong even changed their complexions, wanting to slow down.

But Gu Siyuan never had the slightest disturbance.

Even in a battle of annihilation, the leader was Gu Siyuan's Taoist companion Xie Xueyi.

In that battle, the enemy dispatched the most elite soldiers, and the two sides fought extremely difficult and anxiously.

Xie Xueyi's golden core cracked and almost died of blood.

As for the battle commander, Gu Siyuan continued to direct the army forward without frowning.

Until that annihilation battle finally ended with a victory.

Only then did they see this commander on the battlefield who never lost his composure, rushing forward to hug his blood-covered Taoist companion tightly like a kid, his voice trembling slightly.

"It's my fault, I haven't done enough, I haven't considered well enough..."

Everyone was shocked.

How could it not be enough?

One person can stop a million soldiers, that's all, right?

And this kind of thing has happened more than once these days.

Because Xie Xueyi is very strong, one of the best among his peers, many very dangerous vanguard attacks and offensive battles must be led by him.

As the best conductor, Gu Siyuan, who knows Xie Xueyi best, naturally knows how to use him to the extreme.

At this time, everyone realized that Gu Siyuan was also the same person as everyone.

As a result, even the monks who boasted that they were used to seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood and killing people could not help but admire him and feel sorry for him.

All of them relied on Gu Siyuan.

Then, who can Gu Siyuan rely on...

A gleam flashed in the eyes of Yin Xuezhen and the monks who presided over the formation.

But, fortunately, it will be over soon.

After it's over, Gu Siyuan can take a good rest.

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Xueling City is located between the Scarlet Wasteland and the Ice and Snow Field, and the terrain is extremely complicated. There are mountains in the city, water in the city, and flat plateaus.

However, at this moment, the gray mask is like a turtle shell, completely covering the entire mountain city.

And according to Bao Siyuan's calculation formula, for the next six months, the entrance to the secret realm of the Spirit Court will always stay near here.

Gu Siyuan was quite puzzled by this.

Evil ways are not fools, they don't know the purpose of righteous way to attack this line, if so, why don't they escape as soon as possible, instead insist on defending this place?

Is it because the homeland is hard to leave?

This is ridiculous.

"Open...open!"

"The formation is open!"

With a series of shouts.

After flashing a few times, the protective cover on the huge city in front exploded with a bang like a foam that had swelled to the extreme.

Countless orthodox monks seemed to be like shooting stars, and the stars fell like rain, rushing towards the city.

Xie Xueyi withdrew from the battlefield at some point and stood beside Gu Siyuan: "I want to go in with you."

Gu Siyuan raised his hand to wipe off the blood on his fair skin, and said softly: "Okay, my hero deserves it, hard work."

Xie Xueyi wrinkled her nose, very cute: "Hmph, who has worked so hard for you..."

Gu Siyuan led Xie Xueyi into the city with the suzerains of the four major sects and others.

Although he is still young and his qualifications are still inexperienced, his extraordinary combat power and his contributions in this long war have already made him equal to these people.

Even, his prestige among ordinary monks has already surpassed these old guys who have lived in the world for thousands of years.

It is different from the imagined city full of mourners.

The inside of Xueling City is very empty, the streets are as clean as new, and there is hardly a trace of people, only a few low-level evil cultivators are hidden among the tall and sturdy buildings.

They seem to have been ordered to stall for time, and they rush out from time to time to make a useless attack on the righteous army.

The orthodox monks naturally discovered this, so their attacks became extraordinarily explosive.

With an almost forceful push, the team came under the famous mountain city.

Then, Qi Qi changed his complexion.

They were all corpses, hundreds of thousands of corpses were hung from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, and the long black hair hanging upside down swayed gently in the wind.

People in the world often say that there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Only after seeing this scene in front of them can we really know what a mountain of corpses is.

No wonder the city felt so empty before, it turns out that all the people are here...

"There are people, there are people in the fog."

I don't know who made a clear shout, and everyone looked up at the mountain of corpses.

Today's sky is very cloudy, there are almost no clouds, and the sun is not visible. I don't know when, but there is still a thick layer of fog.

Nothing like welcoming a victory day.

And in this obscurity, a group of monks wearing uniform black robes came out, and they all looked quite similar, staring straight at the righteous people with indescribable hatred and hatred in their eyes.

Xie Xueyi leaned closer and said softly, "It's the family surnamed Xiao."

Gu Siyuan nodded lightly, he could guess.

At this moment, the group of men in black suddenly separated from the middle like a tide.

A straight aisle was formed in the crowd, and a handsome middle-aged man came out slowly. He was dressed in a white robe, and his black hair was lazily draped over his shoulders.

"Coming? Much faster than expected."

He looked at the people on the opposite side with a soft tone, as if he was welcoming a familiar guest or friend.

Gu Siyuan glanced at the mountain of corpses, then at the group of people, and said straight to the point: "You are very proud, do you... have a backup?"

The middle-aged man was obviously taken aback, and then smiled: "You are such a smart man, I have heard of your name a long time ago, but it is a pity that I only saw it today."

Gu Siyuan looked calm: "This is your luck."

"What an arrogant young man." The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head.

But he didn't know what to think of, and he quickly sighed: "However, if you have such achievements and talents as you, you should be a little bit arrogant. You are such an arrogance, even in our spirit world, it is extremely outstanding."

Naturally, Gu Siyuan was not an ordinary person, and he did not comment on such a high evaluation from the enemy, and his expression did not change from the beginning to the end.

On the contrary, Xie Xueyi and the orthodox monks on the side were slightly proud, as if they could empathize with Gu Siyuan more than Gu Siyuan. People like Gu Siyuan should be praised in the first place, and nothing can be overstated.

The middle-aged man looked at the comparison between the scenes, and his eyes became more appreciative.

It's easy to stay calm, but it's not so easy when you're surrounded by adulation.

He said to Gu Siyuan: "Before we all die, I hope you can remember my name. My name is Xiao Qi. I am very happy to know someone like you in this strange world."

Gu Siyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and accurately captured the words in his words: "'We' are all dead? Does 'we' refer to you, or everyone present?"

Xiao Qi laughed straight away: "Of course everyone."

At this moment, the group of men in black standing behind him suddenly had a spiritual power change.

Gu Siyuan's soul and spiritual power far surpassed others, so he soon discovered that these people were cheating.

It is not simply burning the flesh, nor is it an ordinary flame.

The flame is very strange, no one can see it with the naked eye, only the spiritual power can detect it, this kind of flame burns the most important and deepest spiritual power and blood essence of the monk.

At the same time, their bodies also began to emit a burst of bright light, which carried a faint fragrance.

The faces of those Xiao Family cultivators began to turn pale.

Gu Siyuan squinted his eyes: "If this continues, they will die. Don't you want to leave the world of Canglan?"

The middle-aged man sighed: "I really want to leave, but they probably don't think so like me, right? They were born and cultivated in this world... 1 years is really too long."

The suzerain of Mingguang Xianzong said in a low voice: "This struggle that lasted for ten thousand years should indeed come to an end."

The middle-aged man smiled: "The current war has long been different from the original war. They are all fighting for themselves. They are just fighting for their own right to survive. Otherwise, you would think that those evil people who usually act perverted Xiu, is it true that because I heard that my Xiao family came from a higher spiritual world, I was willing to worship and be driven, and I am not afraid of death? Hehe, there is no such thing for granted in mythology. In fact... everyone just happened to Because the same enemies have gathered together."

"It makes sense." Gu Siyuan nodded.

Then, he looked at those who were burning himself: "Your practice looks like a sacrifice, and all of you are burned, so who do you want to summon, is it Are you an expert in the Xiao family in the spiritual world?"

Xiao Qi once again let out a sincere admiration: "You are really surprising."

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