National People, Don't Panic, I Will Imitate A Golden Talent

Chapter 333

This simple remark made the blood of the hundreds of thousands of monks present boiling

! Qin Wen not only explained the righteousness of everyone's expedition - the barbarians will sooner or later unite with the earth demons and push the continent sideways, if we don't make a move now, we will be poisoned in the future, so we

are just! It also shows the interests of everyone's expedition - you can save the world, but if you just fight for yourself, you can do it, because if you lay down the territory of the barbarians, you will have a place to cultivate when the spiritual veins are exhausted.

The eighteen avatar god realms of the Southern Wilderness have been waiting at the teleportation point on the Bei Liang side in advance - there are a total of twenty avatar gods in the Southern Wilderness, two of them are unwilling to participate in the war, and the people are not in the Southern Wilderness.

The eighteen masters of the Transformation God Realm who were in place in advance will become the marshals of the Eighteenth Route Northern Expeditionary Army.

The entire Southern Wilderness was reduced to zero, there was no sect, no family, no power, after teleporting over, the marshal of the Eighteenth Road would follow Qin Wen's requirements, each of them to point troops and generals, and form his own army of monks.

The thick pillars of light of the giant Great Shifting Array would light up every half an hour.

Every time it is lit up, it means that 10,000 monks from the Southern Wilderness have been sent to Beiliang.

Most of these monks Qin Wen didn't know each other.

But there are also some familiar faces.

Lin Guyou, Ba Shuang, Penglai Zhenren, Fan Xila, Ma Ji, Xu Ziqing, Wang Xuan, Wan Yiyu, Wan Buyu, Gao Ming, Zhao Dazhuang, Lu Qiqi, Ge Chengyang...

Along the way, most of every monk he met had set foot on the Great Shifting Formation.

For the sake of the spiritual vein, in order not to be enslaved by the barbarians in the future, the monks of the Southern Wilderness set out on an expedition!

Although many people still have a little doubt, the so-called barbarian invasion and powerful earth demons or something were not made up by Qin Wen, after all, there is only one Hu Chacha who does not know if it can be used as evidence.

However, for the sake of the spiritual vein, it is also enough.

......

Northern Cool.

The farther away from the ice field, the closer the climate is to the four distinct seasons of Middle Earth and Southern Wilderness.

Unlike the mountainous wilderness in the south, there are many grasslands in the north.

On this day, an army of 700,000 monks was gathered on the Changqing Prairie, the largest grassland

in Northern Liang! Of these, 400,000 were from the Southern Wilderness and the other 300,000 were from Northern Liang.

The two sides had recently joined forces and had decided on a strategic plan for a concerted crusade against the barbarians.

The army of 700,000 was divided into 30 route armies.

On each way, there is a powerhouse of the Transformation God Realm as the commander.

From the Transformation God Realm downwards, the commanders at all levels, generals, captains, captains, etc., are all distributed according to the realm.

In addition, there is a commander-in-chief in the Southern Wilderness and the Northern Liang, which are respectively called the Southern Commander and the Northern Commander.

There is no doubt that the commander of the south is Qin Wen, after all, he is the only person trusted by Bei Liang.

The people of the Southern Wilderness don't know why the people of Beiliang trust and respect Qin Wen so much, but he is too strong in flickering skills, and he can eat anywhere.

And the commander-in-chief of Beiliang's side is the highest and oldest monk in Beiliang's realm, and he is already more than 7,000 years old and has become a seventh-layer old-Chen Ran.

"Such a majestic army of monks, the old man has lived for more than 7,000 years, and it is the first time he has seen it.

Chen Ran stroked his beard and chuckled, and his eyebrows and eyes couldn't hide his happiness.

When he lived to his age, he didn't care about profit or anything, he just wanted to accumulate a great merit in this life.

It is undoubtedly a great merit to be able to eliminate the hidden danger of barbarians forever for Bei Liang.

The thirty roads in front of him, the army of 700,000 people, was not randomly distributed, but according to Qin Wen's plan, the monks were formed into different road armies according to different directions of specialization.

For example, those who are proficient in formations, form a road, and be protected by other road monks in the battle, and be sure to arrange enough formations on the battlefield that are beneficial to our side.

People who are proficient in alchemy, form a road, basically do not need to go to the battlefield, in addition to alchemy every day, they send pills to the front line.

Those who are proficient in refining weapons form a road, responsible for repairing the damaged magic weapons and magic weapons of the front-line monks, as well as refining new magic weapons and magic weapon supplies.

People who are proficient in controlling beasts, forming an army of spirit pets all the way, jackals, tigers and leopards, birds and beasts, different sizes, all kinds of spirit pets form a beautiful landscape.

As for those who don't know the secret arts, they naturally form a crusade army all the way and are on the front line.

Etcetera.

Therefore, the Thirty Route Army is not divided into 30 equal parts of 700,000 people.

Rather, they form functional armies according to their different functions, cooperate with each other, and support each other, so that each monk can give full play to his strengths.

"But, Qin Daoyou, the old man doesn't quite understand, isn't our military parade with such fanfare tantamount to telling the barbarians that we are going to go to war with them?

With the old man's understanding of them, they will definitely retreat to the ice field, and the supply of our 700,000 troops is a huge consumption every day.

Chen Ran looked at the calm Qin Wen, who chuckled.

"Chen Daoyou, please rest assured, in the first battle, the barbarians will definitely come out to fight. "

Why?"

Qin Wen showed a meaningful smile.

......

At the junction of the Extreme Cold Ice Sheet and the Mainland, there is a wasteland with a radius of 100 miles, and the dry ground is cracked, forming cracks one after another.

Known as Snow God Harbor, it was originally supposed to be a large lake, but it later dried up, leaving only a bare lake bed.

When the North-South coalition army was in the big military parade, the snow god was on the berth, and 100,000 barbarians gathered.

The barbarians all have black body hair.

At this glance, it was like 100,000 crows falling to the ground, standing randomly with their teeth crossed.

At the front of the barbarian army, there was a man covered in silver metal, who was speaking loudly with demonic energy.

"The Terrans! Gather a million troops! Destroy our barbarians

! If we retreat without a fight, what will it become?

That is the shrinking turtle!

The Terrans have formed a group to send them to death, and it is just right that before the arrival of the Earth Demon Army, we will first clear this group of ants in the Southern Wilderness and Northern Cool.

At that time, the three thousand earth demons will be able to concentrate on dealing with the masters of Middle-earth

! Hmph! Besides, the human race, in front of my barbarian warriors, is a group of paper tigers who can only embroider their fists and legs!

Are they as strong as us???"

The 100,000 barbarians raised their arms and shouted.

"No!"

"Are they as tall as us???

"No!!"

"Do they have us to live long???

" "No !!"

Hu Chacha raised his fist and shouted in a broken voice.

"My barbarians fight ten at a time, is there a problem??? "

The answer is still the same.

"No! no! no!" The

barbarian clan has ten barbarian kings, each of whom is a great master of the ninth layer of Yuanying.

Because of the innate advantages of the barbarians, they are actually stronger than the human races of the same realm, so these ten barbarian kings are all able to fight with the gods.

One of the barbarian kings, named Li Buzhu, said to Huchacha with his fists.

"Lord Envoy, I think we should attack immediately now, the Terrans should not have imagined that not only did we not flee into the ice field, but took the initiative to attack, which can catch them off guard!"

Another female barbarian king, named Liliko, also asked.

"That's right, Lord Envoy, the Terrans like to engage in superficial work, and after they finish the military parade, they must be celebrating the joint forces of the North and the South, and we will be able to annihilate them in one fell swoop!"