High Martial Arts: First day of dropping out of school, reward: Devouring the Emperor's Body

The entire foothills of the Qiyuan Mountains have been engulfed in flames.

The people of the Black Soil tribes were either reduced to ashes or howling like ghosts, a scene of utter devastation.

Even by a conservative estimate, the bombardment ordered by Li Mo just now by the artillery battalion wiped out at least 100,000 people from the Black Soil tribe.

Their troops at the foot of the mountain were almost entirely wiped out, and those who survived were seriously injured.

And this was just one round of bombing.

Li Mo did not order the artillery battalion to bombard all the Black Soil Tribe troops directly, to prevent them from resorting to desperate measures; otherwise, half of the Black Soil Tribe would probably have been wiped out just now.

Faced with overwhelming firepower, all military force is meaningless!

It's likely that, apart from the God of War, no one can stop Chen Xingbian's improved Star Crystal Bomb.

Even martial artists at the Heaven and Earth Realm cannot do it!

It's quite remarkable that they survived the astral bomb.

Technology is changing the world!

This principle remains relevant even in today's high-martial-arts era.

Seeing that the technological level of the Great Xia suddenly surpassed that of the White European Empire by several levels, Morpheus's face was extremely gloomy.

He knew very well that he had to order his troops to retreat, otherwise, facing such overwhelming firepower would be no different from suicide!

Even if he didn't order a retreat, the morale of the Black Earth Tribe had already been crushed by the powerful firepower of the Great Xia. The people of the Black Earth Tribe were not afraid of death, but that didn't mean they could accept this meaningless death.

Before they even saw the enemy, most of their own men were already dead!

How can we fight this war?

Before Morpheus could even order a retreat, some of the more timid soldiers had already deserted.

Compared to the demoralized Black Soil tribe, the Great Xia side was simply riding high.

Loud laughter rose and fell.

You should know that the Black Soil Tribe, who had just occupied the Great Xia's position, were still mocking the Great Xia on the mountain. The situation has reversed so quickly.

If it weren't for the fact that the area below had become a sea of ​​fire, the commanders of all the armies of the Great Xia would probably have already ordered a counterattack against the Black Soil Tribe!

At the same time, Zhao Zhenyuan, who was directing the operation from inside the commander's tent, was also startled by the scene.

Half the sky above the Qiyuan Mountains was dyed red, and the mushroom cloud from the explosion was clearly visible to them.

"What exactly happened? Haven't we received any battle reports from the front lines yet?"

Zhao Zhenyuan immediately urged him on.

The White European Empire had just advanced several thousand meters on the eastern front, and now he urgently needed to know news of the Black Earth Tribe on the western front.

After a while, the messenger finally received the battle report from the front and relayed it.

"Reporting to Commander Zhao, a mysterious figure has appeared on the Western Front Independent Regiment's position. This mysterious figure helped modify our weapons, instantly turning the tide of the battle!"

"The Black Soil Tribe had already forced our people up the mountain, preparing for a full-scale attack, but because of this mysterious person, the Black Soil Tribe was not only repelled but also retreated thousands of meters, achieving a great victory!"

Li Mo kept his promise and concealed the information from Chen Xingbian.

Upon hearing the battle report, Zhao Zhenyuan, Mo Yi, and others in the commander's camp were initially overjoyed, but then became suspicious.

What mysterious person has such great abilities?

His modified weapon was able to instantly defeat the Black Soil Tribe.

It should be noted that the soldiers of the Black Soil Tribe are known for their physical fitness, and in reality, high-tech weapons are the least effective against them.

Although the result was good, Zhao Zhenyuan still asked, "Did the battle report mention the identity of this mysterious person?"

The messenger shook his head and said, "No, the battle report was personally delivered by Regiment Commander Li Mo, and he didn't specify the person's identity!"

Li Mo actually took a shortcut here. If he really wanted to completely conceal Chen Xingbian's identity, he could simply say that he modified the weapon himself. Whether Zhao Zhenyuan believed it or not, that was all he had to say.

The reason he called him a mysterious person was that he hoped Zhao Zhenyuan would send someone, or even Zhao Zhenyuan himself, to confirm Chen Xingbian's identity.

In this way, he neither violated his agreement with Chen Xingbian nor broke any rules.

After all, in principle, he couldn't conceal the identity of such an important person as Chen Xingbian.

Zhao Zhenyuan, being so intelligent, immediately saw through Li Mo's little scheme and specially summoned his trusted confidant, Mo Yi.

"Mo Yi, go to the front lines and convey my military orders!"

"OK!"

As the commander-in-chief, Zhao Zhenyuan naturally could not leave the camp without authorization, otherwise the army would inevitably be thrown into chaos.

So he sent Mo Yi, whose army group was mostly deployed on the western front, so it was reasonable for him to go.

Mo Yi quickly headed to the front lines of the battlefield, but a major event occurred on the western front during his journey there.

Morpheus's heart bled as he saw his troops suffer heavy losses.

It should be noted that the Black Soil Tribe was the one that suffered the most damage in this battle. First, there was a medical team of 10,000, then an army of 100,000, and then hundreds of thousands of kilograms of star crystals and a star crystal mine.

Such losses undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to the entire Black Soil tribe.

Morpheus could have accepted the loss if he had taken the Seven Yuan Mountains.

But now Li Mo's weapons have not only caused the Black Soil Tribe to lose another 100,000 troops, but have also cut off the Black Soil Tribe's chance to compete for the Seven Yuan Mountains.

Enraged, Morpheus had lost his mind and actually planned to personally attack Hill 212!

He was well aware of the consequences of doing so. If the God of War were to participate in a conventional war, the worst outcome would be the destruction of the entire world. But now he couldn't hold back any longer.

Even if it means the worst possible consequences, he has to destroy that high ground!

It was both to kill Li Mo to avenge the Black Soil Tribe and to destroy the biggest threat to the Black Soil Tribe at present!

The next moment, the golden body of the God of War appeared behind Morpheus.

Upon seeing the golden statue, Morpheus's advisors and adjutants realized what he intended to do.

"General, please be careful! Once you make your move, we'll have no way out..."

"General, let's retreat! We've already lost this war!"

Everyone tried to dissuade him, but the entire Black Earth tribe was now under Morpheus's absolute control, and who could stop him!

Morpheus finally made his move. He only struck with one palm, a light palm strike, which seemed to require little effort.

However, the God of War can no longer be judged from the perspective of ordinary people. Even this light palm strike is enough to flatten the entire battlefield that the Great Xia set up in the Seven Yuan Mountains!

This attack was invisible, but Li Mo seemed to sense something and felt an unprecedented crisis.

He looked sharply in the direction of Morpheus, and almost instantly he felt the overwhelming aura.

"Oh no! The God of War has made his move!" Li Mo exclaimed in surprise.

He watched as the palm strike swept through the land, leaving not a blade of grass behind and destroying everything in its path. Even the sea of ​​fire spreading at the foot of the mountain was extinguished instantly by this palm strike!