Emperor of Death

Chapter 379 The battle on the sea
After arranging the trivial matters in Jiangyin City, Yechen sent everyone away, leaving his relatives and friends by his side.

Meng Xinqi approached and said, "Yechen, will there still be war?"

Yechen shook his head: "Look at the East China Sea. If our army can win, there should be no more in a short time."

"What if they lose?" Meng Xinqi asked.

Ye Chen rolled Meng Xinqi's eyes, and then said: "If you lose, then run as fast as possible. The farther you run, the better. This place is no longer something we can hold."

"So, there's no war right now? Oh, boring." Meng Xinqi lazily sat back on the chair.

"Cultivate if you have nothing to do, I'm going to the study, you can do whatever you want." Ye Chen got up and left, Li Xuan was waiting at the study.

After Yechen arrived at the study, Li Xuan stood respectfully in front of Yechen.

Yechen took out a piece of paper and began to write and draw on it. He wrote very quickly and drew very quickly, but it took Yechen two hours to write and draw.

"Okay, come here, let me tell you something." Ye Chen called Li Xuan to his side, and then said to him, "This formation is called Panlong Formation, which is a formation that combines offense and defense, and belongs to a relatively moderate formation. When you practice, first select 300 people, and after the 300 people have matured, then use 300 people as the skeleton, and use 3000 people to practice. Now, I will explain the principle of Panlong Formation"

Following Yechen's explanation word by word, Li Xuan listened mesmerized, and every time he looked at Yechen, his eyes showed deep admiration and respect.

Li Xuan didn't know the level of the formation, but he knew that this was what he dreamed of.

Time passed unknowingly, and when the light in the room became brighter, Yechen smiled and said: "It's the second day, and I've basically finished the lecture, and then it's up to you to understand and practice. In addition, you The strength of the army should also be improved quickly, the foundation of the military formation is the strength of the generals and soldiers, otherwise, everything is empty talk, and the soldiers of the military formation cannot exceed 25 years old."

"Yes, my subordinates will bear in mind the general's instruction." Li Xuan knelt on the ground on one knee, saluted Yechen again, and then exited the room.

After Li Xuan left, Yechen said softly: "The strength of the soldiers is still too low, and some of them are too old even though they have reached the level of warriors." I don't want to use those who have been squeezed out of their potential at an old age.

"It would be great if I could quench my body with dragon blood." Ye Chen said softly.

Tempering the body with dragon blood can forcibly increase its strength, but this behavior is very extravagant, because it needs dragon blood of the level of a martial king, and an adult flying dragon is only at the level of a martial king, and such an existence is so powerful and precious , and only Yechen is willing to use it for those ordinary soldiers.

Moreover, the process of tempering the body with dragon blood is very painful, and it requires strong perseverance to support it, and most people can't persevere.

Of course, Ye Chen will not be stingy about cultivating those who can persevere in the dragon's blood tempering.

However, dragon blood is not easy to find. In the Valkyrie Continent, it can only be bought in some black markets, and the price is expensive.

"Let's think about it after Li Xuan's military formation is successfully drilled. It won't be possible for a 300-man military formation to be successfully drilled within a year or so," Ye Chen said.

The morning sun was just right, Yechen returned to the small courtyard, ate the breakfast prepared by Zhang Yun, and then entered the room to practice.

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In the sea to the east of the Death Empire, there are huge waves below, and endless power rages against the sky and sea.

The powerful treasure ship was shot down by the masters of the Shui tribe, and the soldiers formed a huge formation to gallop between the sky and the earth.

Fu Cheng independently led [-] soldiers to form a huge formation floating in the air. Among his soldiers, the worst ones were all martial masters, the strongest had reached the rank of Martial Saint, and he himself had even reached the first rank of Martial Emperor .

This kind of army formation raged fiercely on the battlefield, touching the sea like a huge millstone, and strangled all the aquatic masters encountered.

Between the sky and the earth, thunder and lightning, arm-thick thunder and lightning continuously ravaged the sky and the sea, densely packed city-breaking crossbow bolts enveloped the sky like dark clouds and poured down, each wave took away hundreds of thousands of aquarium troops.

A huge water snake rises from the sea. Its body is thousands of meters long. Its scales can withstand the attack of the city-breaking crossbow. Its body rolls and easily twists a treasure ship into pieces. Tens of thousands of people on the treasure ship Soldiers turned to flesh and blood.

An octopus as huge as a mountain paid the surface of the water, the ink it spit out could melt a treasure ship, and the tentacles it slapped out easily smashed a thousand-man army led by King Wu into pieces.

Every moment, countless lives are falling. There are ordinary soldiers here, as well as masters at the level of Martial Kings. Even the lives of Martial Emperors and Wu Zong become very cheap on this kind of battlefield.

The sword light raged across the sky, and the human expert held the magic sword and flew into the air to strangle the behemoth together. An octopus monster that had just strangled the treasure ship was cut into pieces by the human expert's long sword.

On the surface of the sea, the strange young man of the sea monster clan sat on the throne, resting his head on his left hand, watching all this silently.

There are too many aquariums, constantly popping up from the bottom of the sea, while on the human side, one death counts as one, and one thousand deaths is one thousand less.

Every moment, hundreds of human races died, and the sea below had turned the color of blood.

Every human soldier's face was full of fear, and Fu Cheng's face was even more gloomy and terrifying. He led the army and killed more than a dozen giant monsters like hills. After fighting for a day and a night, the soldiers were already very After hard work, the body can still rely on the elixir for support, but the mental exhaustion cannot be eliminated. This time, the Sea Clan's offensive is too big. If this continues, the Human Clan will not be able to support it.

"Is there no response from the Empress?" Fu Cheng asked the people around him.

"The empress said, let's block it." Said a martial saint beside him, this is the deputy commander of the Ye Ming Army.

"Block it? Got it." Fu Cheng's eyes continued to look into the distance. Behind him were hundreds of millions of people, so he had to block it.

"Boom!" Lightning and thunderstorms became more violent, and thunder and lightning poured into the sea like a torrential rain.

The dark clouds in the sky almost overwhelm the sea.

A huge golden claw protruded from the dark clouds, and the claws were covered with golden scales, emitting golden light.

The golden claws are too huge, as if they are supporting the whole world, even a giant beast like a sea youth sitting on land can be pinched in its claws by this giant claw.

The young man of the Hai Clan raised his head suddenly, his whole body exuded a dazzling blue light, and shouted loudly, "Dragon Emperor, it's none of your business here."

"Hehe, I just see that you don't like it. Do you want to do my business!" There was a young laughing voice in the sky.

(End of this chapter)