Lord of the night.

Chapter 746: Kindness is not the key to success [Two in One]

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early morning.

Fang Che led his men out and found that the ground of yesterday's battlefield was already clean.

The other party cleaned up the bodies very thoroughly. There were only patches of dark red blood on the ground, but it had been covered by a new layer of ice.

Only a faint red can be seen.

The entire battlefield was like this. The dense bloodstains on the ground turned into dark red spots under the ice, one layer covering another...

Fang Che stared intently at the red spots on the ground, and it seemed as if he could still hear the countless roars of fighting over millions of years.

He withdrew his gaze solemnly.

A long roar shook the sky: "Bi Fangdong! Come out! It's time today!"

Fang Che directly called out Bi Fangdong from the opposite side.

Bifangdong walked out slowly, looking pale.

The people brought out were all confused and clueless.

More than 300 people felt like they had become slaves of the other side. It was simply... I was too exhausted to complain!

There is really no other way out after following Bi Fangdong to this point.

Extremely speechless.

A new report requesting reinforcements has been sent out, but the person in charge wants him to practice with him every day. If he doesn't, he will kill people.

It would be fine if he died in battle, but he was also holding on with the mentality that "they can't withstand a fierce attack for a hundred hours, so he doesn't dare to kill all the people on his side."

There is no way to avoid dying in battle. It doesn't matter. It's heroic, but who wants to die when they can avoid it?

Everyone was so annoyed that they lost their temper.

And Bi Fangdong also realized that: the key is to keep the power on your side at an absolute disadvantage: having half as many people as the other side!

This is his ultimate goal.

If there are too many, I will abort them for you.

The fact that all 400 people that Bi Fangzheng brought with him this time died instantly is proof of this!

Therefore, he had no confidence in the reinforcement report he had just sent, and he didn't even have any hope: he probably would be wiped out by his connections once he came in!

What's the point of coming or not?!
Today, his relationship came to challenge him again. Bi Fangdong didn't want to come out at all, but he had to come out.

The relationship can really make him rush into his own hole and curse in front of his subordinates.

Last time, my relative was shouting outside, but I was too shameless to go out. As a result, he rushed into my cave, pointed at my nose and cursed my ancestors in my cave.

Bi Fangdong really couldn't afford to lose face like that.

At this point, Bifangdong has already laid down and given up: Do whatever you want.

I'll cooperate with you.

It's really a rare thing in history that the two armies can fight to this extent.

Fortunately, it is in a secret place and cannot be leaked out.

If I were outside, I would have committed suicide out of shame and anger.

"Are you going to fight again today?"

Bi Fangdong said with a gloomy face: "It's about the relationship. You tell me what to do. Just tell me directly. This captain will cooperate with you."

Fang Che clicked his tongue twice and said with a smile, "Captain Tiger is indeed so generous and open-minded! The three words 'this captain' are so impressive."

Bi Fangdong said with a dark face: "Relationship, or you can just unify it. Stop humiliating me."

Fang Che was furious and said, "If I kill you all, I will have to face the attack of the Only Orthodox Church for a hundred hours. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Bi Fangdong was completely irritated by him, and said in despair: "Then do whatever you want. Whatever you want... You have used more than 300 people including me as slaves, what else do you want?"

He was extremely frustrated and said, "If you continue to humiliate us like this, we will just commit suicide collectively, let you naturally unify the secret realm, and then a hundred waves of people will kill you!"

"Don't! Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive!"

Fang Che was shocked. This guy could actually think of such a way to die together. That wouldn't do.

We are not strong enough here and we are not ready yet.

"what?"

Bi Fangdong really couldn't believe that the word "collective suicide" could actually scare the other party, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Then he suddenly became arrogant and yelled, "You better behave yourself. If you continue to humiliate me, I will commit mass suicide to show you!"

Behind me, everyone was blushing.

I'm fucked!
It's so fucking embarrassing.

Threatening a mortal enemy with suicide... No one is as good as this. But... it seems to be quite useful?
Langya and the others over there were also confused.

I never expected that I could force the other party to do such a thing.

The two sides are hostile, you threaten the enemy, and if he hits you again, will you commit suicide?

It actually works... What the hell...

All the Feng family members were dizzy, with incredible emotions bubbling up in their hearts - could this be possible?

But I have to say, it is truly unprecedented that the captain could bully the opponent like this!
Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Brother Bi, don't be impulsive, everything can be discussed..."

"Who is your brother!"

Bi Fangdong said fiercely: "I'm not trying to scare you, we've really had enough! If you don't believe me, try it!"

"I don't dare try."

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Captain Hutou, this is what happened this time. I want to discuss something with you."

Bi Fangdong said arrogantly, "What are you discussing? What can we discuss?"

"The Qiyun Divine Stone in my cave took shape this morning, so I think yours should have taken shape as well."

Fang Che's tone was very gentle.

He looked as if he was afraid that the other person would commit suicide.

This tone made both parties feel ridiculous: This lawless captain of the relationship was actually afraid that the other party would commit suicide?

Bi Fangdong hardened up and said stiffly: "What's the matter?"

"So it's time for our luck stone gambling battle to begin."

Fang Che said: "Captain Hutou, you, the Weiwuzheng Sect, are not afraid of these desperate criminals, right? Each side sends out five people. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God!"

Bi Fangdong was shocked: "A battle of life and death?"

"A battle of life and death!"

"it is good!"

Bi Fangdong agreed immediately.

"Where is your luck stone?" Fang Che took out his luck stone.

"it's here!"

Bi Fangdong now also had the magic stone, and he took it out and showed it in his hand: "Today, I will win!"

Now that the stakes are set, you can go to the table. It’s so cool!

"How to say?"

"Old rules!"

"One battle for Saint Grade Nine, one battle for Saint Grade Eight, one battle for Saint Grade Seven, one battle for Saint Grade Six, and one battle for Saint Grade Five. Three wins out of five battles!"

"it is good!"

Both sides took a few steps back.

Langya had already made arrangements for who would fight among the Feng family members today. He waved his hand slightly and said softly, "This is a life-and-death battle, be careful!"

Five people stepped out together.

As for the other side, Bi Fangdong was mobilizing, and after a moment, five people also stepped out.

Ten people stood facing each other.

Bi Fangdong grinned and said, "Relationship, do you understand the rules? In this kind of life-and-death battle, outsiders are not allowed to interfere or rescue!"

Fang Che's eyes were cold: "Of course! This is how it should be in a life-and-death battle!"

Unlike Bi Fangdong who was used to it, Fang Che was a little nervous at the moment.

Because it is not you who are fighting, but your subordinates, fighting a life-and-death battle with the enemy.

Moreover, they cannot even be rescued. Once they fall into a disadvantageous position, they can only watch death.

This is cruel to Fang Che.

But Fang Che had to let go, because he knew that, as he said, he couldn't stay here for long.

The more you interfere now, the more deaths will occur when they fight each other in the future.

In the future, they will have to fight a long battle here!

Compared to Fang Che's nervousness, Langya and the others were quite relaxed. Their facial expressions remained unchanged, but their wolf eyes were nervous, staring intently at the battle in the field.

A big, rugged face, somewhat pale.

In the field, the Saint Grade Five battle has already begun, and both sides have chosen the peak of Grade Five.

As soon as they started fighting, they were evenly matched and fought for their lives in an extremely fierce manner.

Fang Che frowned.

After thirty moves, it was unclear who was stronger. But Fang Che had already noticed something was wrong. He turned his head slightly and looked at Langya's face with a sharp arrow-like gaze: "What's going on?"

Langya whispered, "This Langmao 309 has only recently broken through to the peak of the fifth rank."

Fang Che was furious and turned his head suddenly: "Huh?"

Having just broken through, he went to fight against a fifth-grade master who had been at the peak for a long time. Isn't that like sending him to his death?!
"Captain, this is our destiny!"

Langya looked up at Fang Che calmly: "Sacrifice and death are our destiny! We can't always meet opponents weaker than ourselves!"

"Captain, once you leave, it will be even more impossible for us to crush the opponent every time."

"Death is something we have to get used to!"

"I know you don't want to. But this matter... cannot be changed. The people who would have died today didn't die because of you, so they will definitely die in the future."

"At most, you can't see it, so you don't feel uncomfortable, that's all. Over the years, the number of Feng family members who have fallen here... I don't want to count them anymore."

There was sadness and sorrow in Langya's eyes, but more of it was a determination to succeed.

"But the Feng family cannot lose face because of us!"

"Warning us with blood, reminding us with lives, this is the only way to wake us up from your glory!"

"..."

Fang Che just felt his throat was blocked.

Turn your head silently.

In the field, the 309 players seemed to be evenly matched with their opponents, but Fang Che could see that in this first battle, they were gradually losing the upper hand.

The opponent's brutality was far beyond Three Hundred and Nine.

However, the opponent was obviously not in good shape. It was obvious that he had been treated like a slave during this period, which had a huge impact on his fighting ability and morale.

Langya's lips moved.

Wolf Hair 309 suddenly began to shrink his attack. A sword, wind and rain impervious to protect his whole body, just like a carnivorous plant, slowly retracting its petals and shrinking into buds one by one!
Fang Che closed his eyes sadly.

The next moment, a loud roar came: "I'm home!"

Langmao 309 roared loudly, and suddenly his defenses were wide open. He ignored the opponent's attack and let the sword pierce through his chest and wreak havoc inside his body.

At the same time, his sword fiercely chopped the opponent's throat! The opponent's Saint-level master also laughed at the last moment, with a look of relief and relaxation on his face.

"Finally I can make some money!"

Two puffs.

Thousands of sword lights shot out from Wolf Hair 309's chest, and a beam of blood also rushed out from his head. It was obvious that the opponent's sword energy had already rushed straight to his brain because he had been prepared in advance.

At the same time, the head of the other fifth-grade saint also flew up.

A blood-stained sword fell to the ground with a thud.

Two bodies fell to the ground at the same time.

The muscles on Fang Che's face twitched in pain.

Langya's expression remained unchanged.

He waved his hand and asked someone to come forward to collect Langmao 309's body. Langyan took a step forward impatiently.

The tangled bodies were separated, and Wolf Hair 309's face was calm, even a little proud and honorable.

The face of the other saint-level master also showed calmness, relief, and a sense of relief.

In the first battle, both sides were defeated and the game ended in a draw!

Bi Fangdong's face was gloomy. He waved his hand and a sixth-grade peak saint immediately went into battle.

His face was calm.

When it comes to a real life-and-death battle, these masters of the Solitary Self-Orthodoxy are all willing to give it their all, because this is the rhythm they have been familiar with for so many years!

No one is afraid of life or death.

With a bang, the swords of both sides collided with each other, making a loud noise, and a fierce battle broke out.

This time, the Feng family member won the battle.

At the cost of a blow to the abdomen that almost cut his body in half, he cut his opponent in half!

He held up his body, blood flowing, but proudly announced: "I won!"

"Record your achievements and get the elixir!"

Fang Che growled.

The anger towards Langya was almost uncontrollable.

"We need to wait for him to come back. That's the rule!"

Langya insisted.

He knew what the captain was angry about. If he had sent out the strongest men, there would have been no sacrifices and no such serious injuries.

But Langya remained silent, and he could only persist like this.

In the years and months of battle that follow, it is impossible for the strong to bully the weak every time!

Especially since we will be facing a defensive battle that will last for a full hundred hours. If we keep our mentality at the current optimistic state, it will be an absolute disaster for everyone!
The feeling of disappointment when you participate in a hundred-hour defense battle with something to rely on but find out that the support may not be reliable at that time is much weaker than the mentality of fighting to the death from the very beginning.

One win, one draw.

In the third battle, the guardian Feng family member won with minor injuries.

Just a pierced thigh saved the man's life.

Everyone cheered, because everyone could see that the Wolf Hair Ninety-Seven who had participated in the battle had clearly made a deeper understanding of the Feng family swordsmanship and had reached a state of profound perfection!

If we could enter a few days earlier, we could even defeat opponents of the same level without getting hurt.

In the fourth battle, the Feng family members won.

This time, the victory was easier. Langya couldn't help but smile.

This battle is against Wolf Hair Twenty-Five's old rival. Originally, the two sides fought evenly, but now Wolf Hair Twenty-Five's foundation has been fully restored and he has gained new insights.

Whether it was his moves, his cultivation, or his combat power, he was clearly superior to his opponent. The captain's special training over the past few days had produced immediate results.

The two people who were originally destined to die together can now be killed easily!

Three wins in four games.

There was already a faint sense of joy rising from the Guardian side, but the other side, the Solitary Orthodox Church, was still calm, like a still pond.

He was indifferent to the death of his comrades.

"I won." Fang Che looked at Bi Fangdong with a cold face.

"You win." Bi Fangdong threw the luck stone over and said calmly, "My fighting spirit has collapsed. I had no hope of winning today."

The winner is clear, and the stakes have been settled.

However, the ninth-grade saint master from the other side did not retreat.

His old face was calm, his eyes were dead as he looked across at the other side, and he said calmly: "Since I have come out and fought, I will not go back. Langmao San, please give me a ride."

Langmao San was the guardian who went into battle.

These two were old rivals. They had been fighting each other to the death since they arrived at the secret realm, both of them were at the third level of Saint. Because the secret realm had sufficient spiritual energy, their cultivation levels had been rising steadily. After several consecutive defeats, both of them had suffered damage to their foundations.

It stops at the ninth level of the Saint level.

There were many battles in succession at the Saint Level Nine, and each time both sides suffered heavy losses, with each destroying their own foundation, or the opponent's foundation, completely.

When this ninth-grade Saint of the Weiwo Orthodox Sect saw the state of his old rival today and saw how full of vitality he was, he knew that the other party had recovered.

But this is someone else's opportunity.

Don't be envious.

The old enemy who had fought to the death with me had recovered, but I had no hope of recovery; I was still here being a slave to him...

Now that I've been sent out into the battle, I'm not willing to go back no matter what.

Life is no longer interesting.

If the old opponent was still as useless as himself, then there would be no point in living, at most it would be a little humiliating. However, the opponent's recovery became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

This battle was indeed a crushing victory.

When this master of Weiwozhengjiao was finally knocked down by his opponent, he had hoped to inflict a wound on his opponent.

But he gave up.

What's the point of creating such external injuries without any internal injuries?
In the last moments of his life, he said two words to Langmaosan with envy on his face.

"Congratulations."

Finally he passed away suddenly.

Langmao San looked at his opponent's body lying quietly on the ground, feeling his heart beating fast.

It was difficult to contain for a while.

There had never been a moment when he knew so clearly how much progress he had made. In the past, his old opponent, who always ended up losing, was defeated by him almost effortlessly this time.

And all this is because of the captain!
He understood very well what the two words "congratulations" meant when the other party said them before he died, and he also knew the weight of these two words.

He stood quietly for a while, and said with emotion: "...Good going!"

On the side of the Weiwo Orthodox Church, looking at the Saint 9th Rank master who died in the battle, their eyes were calm with a hint of envy.

Bifang Dong, take a few steps forward.

Looking at the corpse of this ninth-grade Saint master, he kicked it to pieces.

But when the foot was halfway there, it was stopped abruptly and slowly retracted.

Looking at the calm expression on the old man's face, Bi Fangdong lowered his head.

He leaned over and picked up the body.

Without saying a word, he turned and left.

……

Fang Che took the body of Langmao 309 back with him.

Langya and others were silently using the black ice outside to make an ice coffin.

"You shouldn't have died!"

Fang Che still feels aggrieved about it.

"Boss, you have enough force, enough fighting power, enough wisdom, and enough ruthlessness towards the enemy."

Wolf Eyes hesitated for a long time before saying, "But being ruthless to your own people is not enough. It's far from enough!"

Fang Che was silent for a moment, then said, "Do we need to be cruel to our own people?"

"It's necessary! It's more necessary than being ruthless to the enemy!"

Wolf Eyes said solemnly: "A superior must not have mercy. As the old saying goes, a merciful man cannot command an army."

"Because the mercy and compassion of the superiors towards their own people will cause more deaths of their own people."

"The soldiers under a merciful general may have the fewest complaints; the soldiers under a cruel general may have the most complaints. But if the two armies meet and fight, the soldiers who lose or die will definitely be the soldiers under the merciful general."

"Because weapons are dangerous. We are soldiers, and what we face is death, and what we face is the cruelest thing in the world. We don't need the kindness of our generals, what we need is victory!"

"What we need is for the other party to die!"

"No matter how strict a general is, it's all for the sake of victory. A benevolent general will have deserters, but a cruel general won't."

"I know you're still upset about the death of 309, but there's no need to worry."

"Because this is his mission. His death today is also his mission. In fact, boss, in a way, he died because of you."

Wolf Eyes said.

"Did I kill him?" Fang Che suddenly raised his head and stared.

"Yes. Because since you became the captain, you have been too kind to the people, and the war has been going smoothly, winning easily every time. This is not a good thing for us."

"If we send someone else to fight today, we can win all five games. But that won't work. Blood and death are always the best weapons to warn our team! We can't change you, so we can only use death to warn ourselves."

Wolf Eyes showed a bitter smile on his face: "I said too much. Or maybe my words were not very appropriate, but the truth is this. Because this battlefield is different from other battlefields. This is the cruelest battlefield in history! It does not tolerate anything other than life and death!"

"I understand."

Fang Che nodded slowly.

His heart was heavy.

"After Langmao 309 sacrificed himself, we now have exactly 100 Mysterious Ice Heroic Spirits of the Feng Family. We can send them out now."

Wolf Eyes Road.

Fang Che turned his head and looked at the stone door wrapped in black ice, where three bowls of wine and three incense sticks were placed every time he drank.

Even if it is a spiritual wine that can increase one's cultivation level, as long as it is placed there, no one will touch it!
It's always there.

Until the next round of drinking arrives, new wine is served and three new incense sticks are lit.

Because inside, there were ninety-nine ice coffins, lying quietly.

Waiting to return to the cemetery in my hometown and rest in the arms of my ancestors.

"That's enough for one hundred..."

Fang Che sighed dejectedly, not knowing what he felt.

"This is all the information about Wolf Hair 309."

Wolf Eyes handed over a piece of paper.

Fang Che took it silently.

Wolf Eyes lowered his head, was silent for a moment, and said: "Three Hundred and Nine is my son. His name is Feng Changzhong. I gave him the name."

After saying this, Wolf Eyes lowered his head and stepped back.

Fang Che couldn't see his face and couldn't be sure whether there were tears on his face.

He just felt that his heart was hit hard.

(End of this chapter)