Sacred Dragon Douluo of Douluo Continent

Chapter 589 Unscrupulous War
The six-level custom-installed soul guide shells have been filled, and Zhao Yanting squinted at the Holy Spirit Cult.

Slowly said, "Prepare for the first round of firing, fire!"

Boom boom boom!
As soon as the Holy Spirit Cult army launched a charge, three six-level custom-installed soul guide shells with trailing flames were quickly thrown into the army.

Suddenly there was a landslide and the ground cracked, and three pitch-black pits appeared in the army of the Holy Spirit Cult. The hundreds of soul masters around were all dead, and there were no bones left.

The power of the sixth-level fixed-installed soul-guided shells can completely reach the pinnacle of the soul-sage-level powerhouse, and the custom-installed soul-guided shells brought by the alliance this time are all used for war, and what they are after is a great power. Knowing that these three shells can achieve more results.

It's also fortunate that the Holy Spirit Sect's army is full of soul masters. In order to leave room for each to display their soul skills, they stand a little scattered. If it is an army composed of ordinary people, I am afraid that if these three shells go down, the army will have to eliminate all of them immediately. [-]%.

Gui Zong Nanming's face was extremely ugly, especially when he looked at those soul masters who were affected by the power of the sixth-level fixed-installed soul guidance shells, but did not die or faint, and were crying. It's almost dripping water.

War soul guides, especially fixed-mounted soul-guided cannons, the Holy Spirit Cult is not unprepared. There are hundreds of custom-installed soul-guided cannons in the Iron Curtain City alone.

But this time he led the army to fight Gui Zong Nanming with a custom-installed soul guide cannon, and he didn't even bring a war soul guide.

As a traditional soul master, in Gui Zong Nanming's view, the effect of those soul guides that are foreign objects is really limited. Could a custom-installed soul guide shell that you spent a lot of money to make be stronger than your own random blow?
So Gui Zong Nanming himself disdained to use the soul guide, and he naturally didn't carry it in this war, but now he has been slapped in the face.

Don't you look down on soul guides, now just three fixed soul guide shells have directly killed hundreds of people in your army, do you still think that soul guides are useless at all?

Gui Zong Nanming wanted to fight in person at this moment, telling the opponent with the fighting strength of the titled Douluo of the Nine Rings that he would lose definitely not because of his own reasons, but because there were too many pig teammates.

"Trash! Why are you still standing there? Why don't you charge quickly!"

Guizong Nanming roared with a large amount of soul power, and the sound was directly transmitted to the ears of Jun Jianyu, who was at the forefront of the Holy Spirit Cult army.

Jun Jianyu woke up after hearing Guizong Nanming's voice, and looked at the three dark pits with lingering fear.

One of the three cannonballs flew over his head just now, and the effective range of the explosion was very close to him, and the sound waves generated instantly stunned him. Fortunately, Zong Nanming said Wake him up, otherwise he might be trampled into a pulp by his army soon.

"Everyone follow me!"

After waking up, Jun Jianyu led the army to charge again, but this time it was obvious that the army's speed was much slower.

After all, the scene of being attacked by three fixed-installed soul guide shells and killing hundreds of people before the battle officially started was a bit too shocking for these soul masters who had never been on the battlefield.

Jun Jianyu obviously realized this too, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, no one wanted to die. Although it is said that death is inevitable if you die sooner or later, it is good to die a little later.

Zhao Yanting looked at the effects of his three sixth-level fixed-installed soul guide shells and smiled with satisfaction. Although the actual killing effect of these three fixed-installed soul guide shells may not be particularly large, the impact they brought was huge.

Just look at the way the Holy Spirit Cult army hesitates to move forward.

Moreover, in Zhao Yanting's view, it is the best tactic to kill and injure the enemy with custom-installed soul guide shells without spending a single soldier.

But it's a pity that the production of custom-installed soul guided shells is not easy, and the cost is huge, so there are not many in his hands that can be used.

More custom-installed soul guide cannons were placed in Wangwanghai City. After all, that was the base camp, and it must have the best defense.

"Prepare for the second round of launch! Fire!"

This time the army left the city with only 21 rounds of six-level fixed-installed soul guide shells. In order to avoid accidents, Zhao Yanting could only do one more round.

Boom boom boom!
There were three more loud bangs, this time the sound of the cannon firing scared the Holy Spirit Cult's army.

The 2-strong army unexpectedly had a meal together, as if they had rehearsed in advance.

"Prepare for the third round of launch, fire!"

The second round of shelling had just ended, and the third round followed. The nine huge black holes on the battlefield were like nine whirlpools, wiping out the morale of the Holy Spirit Cult's army bit by bit.

"Ah, I won't fight anymore, I surrender!"

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

"Retreat, I want to retreat, I am... the young master of the sect, I can't die here!"

shhhhhh...

In an instant, dozens of colorless spatial blades fell on the heads of those who wanted to surrender or were about to retreat.

"The one who takes one step back dies! The one who takes three steps back will destroy the whole family!"

An angry shout resounded throughout the battlefield of the feature film, just because he knew that Gui Zong Nanming said to be tempered, this shout made those who were still a little hesitant completely lose their last hope, and their will to die was already born.

"not good!"

Zhao Yanting's pupils shrank. Although the instruction given by the Holy Spirit just now disdained him, the effect was remarkable.

In an instant, he noticed a huge change in the momentum of the Holy Spirit Cult's army, and those eyes were like hungry wolves staring at pedestrians.

The so-called breaking the boat is nothing more than that.

Zhao Yanting also did not expect that the cowardly and cowardly army of the Holy Spirit Cult would change so dramatically just because of a single sentence, and that the army that was determined to die and never retreated would be difficult to fight in the future. Yes.

"The whole army is ready for battle!"

Although the enemy's momentum has increased greatly, Zhao Yanting has no choice. He has no chance to retreat when he is attracting attention at the moment.

The mourning army will win. If he encounters the current Holy Spirit Cult army on other battlefields, with only half the number of the opponent, he will definitely retreat without saying a word.

If he hadn't been fully prepared, or waited until the morale of the place was exhausted, otherwise he would not be willing to fight it.

But now he can only fight one battle. He has been given too many expectations. If he retreats now, even if it is really for the sake of preserving strength, it will definitely cause a big drop in the morale of the joining party in the end, and he will definitely be affected by many. Harsh.

Soon, Zhao Yanting's eyes became firm again. Since this battle is inevitable, let's find a way to win and reduce our consumption.

"Ladder attack, 1 minute rotation, start!"

The 5000-strong army was divided into two groups by Zhao Yanting, with exactly [-] people in each group. One group attacked, and the other group used milk bottles to recover their soul power.

Originally, this was the tactic with the longest battery life, and it was also the best tactic that Zhao Yanting came up with temporarily to restrain the army of the Holy Spirit Cult who didn't know how to fight.

If it were the previous army of the Holy Spirit Cult, Zhao Yanting would have full confidence in using this tactic to take down the opponent at the least cost.

But, right now, Zhao Yanting only hoped to be able to repel the opponent before he charged into his own camp, or drain the opponent's morale.

(End of this chapter)