People in Douluo, the mastermind behind the scenes

"Well, since you are willing to sacrifice your lives for the country, I will fulfill your wish and personally support you. Before the allies arrive, we will charge ahead and restore the glory of our Sea God Pavilion."

As he spoke, Chen Yu raised the Seagod Trident in his hand, and a cold female voice resounded through the sky. "Stop the artillery fire, and the whole army will line up!"

As soon as these words were spoken, most of the people who participated in the petition climbed up from the ground and put on their armor happily. Those who knew that they were about to go to the battlefield, while those who didn't think they were going to pick up a bride.

There were still a small number of people who were still kneeling on the ground. They were whispering to each other, looking panicked, and glancing at Chen Yu from time to time, all of them looking as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Hey, weren't you guys shouting happily just now? Why are you all so timid when it comes to the real thing? Where is your courage? Where has it gone? Did the dog eat it?"

Chen Yu picked up the trident of Poseidon and hit the heads of the cowards in front of him with it. At the moment when the trident of Poseidon fell, Lin Huiqun hurriedly grabbed Chen Yu's wrist and stopped her.

"Miss, it would be too easy for them to be killed directly. Don't they want fame? Then let them take the lead and be loyal to the Sea God Pavilion."

Lin Huiqun glanced at the group of soul masters in front of him with a cold expression, and after a quick count, he found that there were... twenty-one people.

Twenty-one! Twenty-one in total!
Being afraid of death is not a weakness. Who in a high position is not afraid of death? If you don't dare to go to the battlefield, no one will blame you even if you hide behind and do something within your ability.

No! No way!

People are afraid of death, but they want to have a reputation of being fearless and brave. When it comes to real action, they hesitate here.

Why did the once number one force on the continent become like this?

What went wrong? Why are there so many powerful villains inside the Poseidon Pavilion?

Lin Huiqun was so angry that her back teeth were almost broken.

At this time, Lin Huiqun did not care about the origins of these soul masters. He confiscated the storage tools of these twenty-one soul masters equally. Their gorgeous clothes were stripped off, leaving them with only a thin layer of underwear. He then asked Long Xiaoyao to drive these twenty-one soul masters and charge towards the Undead Legion camp.

The Poseidon Pavilion stopped firing, but that doesn't mean the Undead Legion will stop. On the battlefield, they will use every possible means. You launched a charge, but it doesn't mean that others will give up the advantage of the defender and engage in close combat with you with the spirit of Bushido.

Look, the twenty-one "fearless" pioneers in the Poseidon Pavilion camp were charging under the hail of bullets. They thought about escaping, but Long Xiaoyao was driving them from behind. If they showed any signs of escaping, what awaited them would be the care from the quasi-god.

Besides, in order to prevent them from escaping, Lin Huiqun confiscated their storage tools, shaved their hair, and took off their clothes. A group of soul masters with bald heads and only wearing underwear was a bit too conspicuous.

Escape? Where to escape? Rather than being executed by Long Xiaoyao as a deserter, they would rather die on the charge. It would be the same death either way, but at least their reputation would be better.

At this moment, a flying soul master with a big bald head flapped a pair of wings and took off into the sky. Just when everyone thought he was going to escape, he chose to reverse his soul power. His body expanded instantly, and he rushed towards the location of the Undead Legion camp like a moth to a flame.

boom!
The flying spirit master blew himself up, and the heat wave generated by the explosion spread instantly.

When subsequent artillery shells passed through this area again, their power and strength were reduced due to the energy ripples produced by the explosion. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Long Xiaoyao hurriedly gave orders to speed up the march, and in less than two minutes, they arrived at the Undead Legion's defense line.

"Dragon King in another dimension!"

Without any hesitation, Long Xiaoyao fired two energy bombs to tear two holes in the Undead Legion's defense line. Then... he no longer cared about the battle below, but set his eyes on Song Qingying.

Looking at Song Qingying's slightly pretty face, Long Xiaoyao suddenly felt dazed. He watched Song Qingying grow up. Thinking back to the little girl who always followed him and called him Grandpa Long, an inexplicable sadness suddenly surged in his heart.

"Things are different and people are different!"

Long Xiaoyao sighed, then flashed behind Song Qingying, and his pair of sharp dragon claws prepared to grab the other's aorta.

Song Qingying only felt a chill on her back. Out of her body's instinct, she quickly distorted the space around her, making Long Xiaoyao's attack miss.

"This is... the power of space, Song Qingying, you..."

Long Xiaoyao's voice came to an abrupt halt, and he cursed himself a million times in his heart. How come after staying in Shrek City for so long, he also picked up this habit and became fussy, and even had to stand on the moral high ground to accuse others?
Everyone has his or her own pursuits. You can look down on others, but if you are self-righteous, self-centered, and blame others without hesitation, it is a bit... too much.

Long Xiaoyao read "The Legend of the God of Emotions" and felt sorry for his other self, but he did not hate the high priest of the Holy Spirit Church.

Long Xiaoyao pursed his lips and punched Song Qingying in the face with his iron fists. Wherever the fists went, the surrounding space was shaking. There was no such thing as sympathy for women...

Just like that, the monks from the two camps officially started fighting each other, with soldiers fighting against soldiers and generals fighting against generals, and the fight was very intense for a while.

"Although the enemy has fewer people, they have mastered a variety of means to fight the enemy. Although we have more people, our means are too simple. Now we are evenly matched, maybe we can't see anything, but after a long time, we will definitely be the first to show weakness."

Lin Huiqun folded his arms, analyzing the situation below with an expressionless face, and cursed Sea God Tang San dozens of times in his heart.

If Zhu Ningyun was in power, would they still have to endure such humiliation?
Those geniuses who carry the inheritance are capable of fighting ten people at once.

Chen Yu said expressionlessly, "As long as there are enough of them, even ants can shake elephants. Aunt Lin, pass on my order. The Fengzi Battalion that has just assembled should press forward. I will only give them ten minutes. If they fail to capture the front camp within ten minutes, the highest commander of the Fengzi Battalion will come to see me with his head in hand!"

Watching this war from Chen Yu's perspective was a bit boring. With the two thousand soul masters from the Fengzi Camp pressing forward, in less than five minutes, the Undead Army showed a trend of collapse. Even Song Qingying was hit by Long Xiaoyao's palm and retreated to the rear with the remaining defeated soldiers. (End of this chapter)