The best comprehension maniac

"It doesn't matter if you kill someone for the first time, it doesn't matter if you're not mentally prepared." Chi Hongluo raised his head slightly, looked far away in the distance, and said: "I will not forcefully embarrass you, but the enemy will kill you later.

When they do, they have to shout loudly and scare the enemy out of their wits with their momentum."

"Can you defeat your enemies just by yelling?" asked a slave.

"Of course not." Chi Hongluo suddenly turned around and looked at the slaves with a stern face, "This is just to create a phenomenon that we are very powerful, but the enemy is not so easy to fool. We must go up and fight them with real swords and guns.

Let's fight, but you don't have to treat the enemy as a human being..."

"Then what do we think of them?" asked another slave.

"This is very simple. Aren't you all working in the mines? You can think of the enemy as a mine. Your task is to use the weapons in your hands to mine these mines." Chi Hongluo said with a smile.

: "This mining shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

After Chi Hongluo said this, he felt that he was still naive, teaching a group of slaves who had never killed anyone such a skill, and he didn't know if they believed it or not.

For ordinary people, they naturally don't believe it, but for simple slaves, they only look up to Crimson Rome. They believe whatever Crimson Rome says. And in this dark night, the enemy is wearing black armor, which is indeed very dangerous.

It's like black ore hidden in a mine, and their job is to mine it.

"No." This time, all the slaves answered in unison.

"Very good." Chi Hongluo nodded with satisfaction and breathed a long sigh of relief. His consciousness swept away into the distance, and then continued: "The enemy's remaining soldiers will come over soon. You can treat them as mining.

Treat them the same, but remember it. Don’t let anyone go, otherwise I won’t be able to save my face.”

After all, she was dealing with the enemy's remnant and defeated generals who had fled. If the enemy escaped like this, her reputation as the leader of the Red Sect would really be disgraced.

"yes."

Chi Hongluo's eyes froze slightly, shooting out a sharp light, then waved his arm and shouted: "Kill me!"

"kill!"

Suddenly, an army of 660,000 slaves rushed towards the enemy, everyone shouting hysterically. This kind of sound can be described as howling like ghosts and wolves, and those who listen to it will tremble physically and mentally. Those who are timid will really be scared out of their wits...

....

Zhuang Xiaotian and junior sister Wen Mengjie were retreating with the remaining troops. Unexpectedly, they encountered the enemy's blocking army head on.

Zhuang Xiaotian will naturally not surrender obediently. Now there are pursuers behind him and interceptors in front. Turning back will inevitably lead to a dead end, not a frontal breakthrough. I hope I can fight my way out.

"Kill me." Zhuang Xiaotian gave the order without hesitation, and he and his junior sister rushed towards the enemy.

In just a moment, the two armies were intertwined with each other and engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat. The screams on the battlefield were endless, and what frightened the soldiers from the Shenlai Kingdom was that the momentum of this group of soldiers from the Southern Yan Kingdom was very high.

The level of killing is soaring. And the method of killing is very special.

They will not fight you head-on. Instead, they will hold the weapons in their hands, whether it is the blade or the back of the knife. As long as the opponent has a chance, they will attack them like crazy, as if they are digging in full swing. Simple

...Violence......

The sudden appearance of such a group of stupid guys caught the soldiers of Shenlai Kingdom by surprise. They were all defeated by this inappropriate fighting method, and the result of defeat was the loss of their own lives.

In just one stick of incense, the slave army killed very few of Zhuang Xiaotian's men. In the end, only a dozen soldiers held weapons in their hands to surround Zhuang Xiaotian and Wen Mengjie to protect their safety.

They were surrounded by hundreds of thousands of slaves. They were staring at Zhuang Xiaotian and the others like a pack of wild wolves, ready to pounce on them at any time.

"Junior sister, our army has been defeated." Zhuang Xiaotian sighed and said.

"Senior brother, what should we do now?" Wen Mengjie took the senior brother's arm and said, "With so many people, can we break out?"

Zhuang Xiaotian smiled coldly and said: "Don't forget, we are people above the third heaven. How can these people from the lower world catch us? I'm just worried that we lost 300,000 horses in one go. After we go back,

Marshal Di Wenhao will punish us."

Although the cultivation and strength of the two of them cannot be surpassed by people from the Cultivation Continent, they are only here to assist the Shenlai Kingdom in the war and cannot play a key role at all. The one who can determine the success or failure of the war is the Shenlai Kingdom.

An army of 2.5 million people, but what about now? Overnight, 300,000 people were wiped out by the Nanyan Kingdom. At this point, the Shenlai Kingdom no longer had any advantage in terms of military strength.

"Brother, don't worry, Marshal Di Wenhao will never blame you." Wen Mengjie said: "Who comes out to fight and won't be beaten to the end? Although we are defeated today, as long as we break out and return to Di

Marshal Wen Hao, bring more men and horses back to kill him."

"Yes, I will definitely fight back." Zhuang Xiaotian's eyes became firm. Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. There is no need to be so discouraged, as long as they make a comeback.

"Giggle..." Suddenly, there was a burst of feminine laughter among the slaves, and then the slaves automatically moved out of the way. Chi Hongluo walked out of this road and looked at it slightly.

Zhuang Xiaotian and Wen Mengjie said with a smile: "You still want to come back again? Stop dreaming, I won't let you go back. You'd better stay and be prisoners."

"Who are you?" Zhuang Xiaotian looked at the woman in red and asked.

"Giggle..." Chihong Luo smiled coquettishly again, "You don't even know me? I am the leader of the Red Clothes Sect of Xiangxiang Kingdom, and Chihong Luo, the deputy marshal of Nanyan Kingdom's Eastern Expedition.

How's it going? Are you scared?"

"What's this mess?" Zhuang Xiaotian felt that the person standing in front of him was a crazy woman, the leader of the Xiangxiang Kingdom, or the deputy marshal? Although he came from the third heaven, he still understood some situations in the Cultivation Continent.

, Xiangxiang Country and Nanyan Country are enemies. How can they have a cooperative relationship?

"Everything is not chaotic." Chi Hongluo said with a smile: "Anyway, this is the first time that I have led so many men to fight, and I have won the battle. This is a great achievement. If I let you, a pioneer general,

If you run away, my victory will be flawed..." (To be continued...)