Genshin Impact, me and my great cause

The quality of individual soldiers is amazing, and the tactics of the squad are also flexible, but once they are promoted to the legion...

Hey, how can they be so good!

So much so that Du Ruo was very worried. Staying with this group of people would definitely lower his IQ, right?

Fortunately, he soon found new comfort, love came from a group of 30 people, Luxembabo’s Peace Dove.

"Reconciliation, at this moment?"

Instead of the 30-man regiment stationed in Aru, Halwani was guarding Luxembabo, who had come and left before and now came again. In the Great Red Sand Sea, he was considered the general person in charge of security in the rainforest.

At least he's an African version of a five-star general.

Although Du Ruo had already heard the news he brought, he couldn't help but ask, "Is this a joke?"

"No, it's not a joke, the war is going to end and peace will come."

Luxembabo's expression is also very bad. He can decide many things, but he can't decide many more.

As the number of refugees from the Sand Sea increased, it inevitably affected the security and stability within the rainforest. As the Islamic Council began to question the top management of the 30-man regiment, he could no longer continue to 'actively prepare for war'.

Translated, it means, leave the city immediately and surrender the bandits.

Take action.

Be productive.

Fortunately, he had saved a hand before, and it happened to be used, so he came and took action in person. It must be sincere enough.

Du Ruo kept smiling, pretending to be surprised: "I understand, so you want to go deep into the sand sea to find the God King's legacy for peace? Awesome, a true warrior."

"Haha, it's not worth mentioning. We still need to do some small things, such as defeating those lawless bandits." Lucenbabo was very satisfied with Du Ruo's praise. He was indeed a warrior. Even without the knowledge of the Order, he had to Satisfied with this bravery.

Leading a team alone into the sand sea and defeating the rebellious legacy of the God King is not a lot of credit.

"So why did you come to find me?"

"Of course we cooperate. It's amazing. Aru also has such a good thing as an airship. It's the right time to use it."

Lucenbabo was not polite at all. As Mishal made his decision, Aru's value was no longer that great. If he had received the news earlier, Aru would have been humiliated.

Now he's coming back with revenge! ==========================

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Lai cleverly set up a name and asked Aru to donate money and collect taxes.

Of course, considering that the opponent is quite capable of fighting and unscrupulous, Luxembabo did not go too far. He will take his time later. Now he just wants to take back his deserved share - those airships were all his private misappropriation of the 30-man group. Made of materials!

"Let us kill the bandits from the sky, defeat them in one fell swoop, and end this catastrophic war... Or do you have any other ideas?"

Rosenbarber asked tentatively.

The sky is an unfamiliar territory for Sumeru people, even stranger than the starry sky. The prohibition of the Apostolic Order is absolute, and scholars will not get into trouble for nothing.

The sand sea doesn't even have the same conditions. If the weather is bad, the cargo balloon will be destroyed.

He couldn't figure out how Du Ruo broke through this shackles, but he didn't mind sharing.

Otherwise, he would be afraid of the possibility of a surprise attack on the God King's legacy or his own reinforcements at any time.

Du Ruo didn't even blink: "Of course, let's start building it for the Sheriff."

"No, no, no, that's too slow. Isn't this ready-made? After it's done, you and I will split it into [-]/[-], and we'll have time to build any more!"

Du Ruo crossed his arms and felt the breath of stupidity.

The rainforest has always been like this to the sand sea. Once it is squeezed, it will push to the extreme and exert pressure. It is very fearless and not afraid of death. It seems that the public anger is nothing to fear, and there is indeed nothing to fear.

Why is Xumi, one of the seven mortal kingdoms, afraid of the sea of ​​sand without gods?

They even think that what I can ask for from you is your opportunity.

Just like scholars, tutors squeeze students' academic efforts to give students opportunities to produce results.

Du Ruo didn't answer. Luxembabo waited, feeling uneasy, and continued: "Du..."

"Call me Your Majesty."

Du Ruo was not polite or blushing, he was very serious.

Luxembabo's face turned red: "You really think you are..."

He couldn't say the next words, and felt difficulty breathing. A force grabbed his throat and lifted him up - the Force choke!

From the perspective of the guards behind them, the two were just quarreling and had no physical contact.

Du Ruo's ritual music was broken, he didn't care about martial ethics at all, he followed Sun Tzu's concept of unrestricted fighting, and he didn't hesitate to attack his former collaborators.

The war is coming to an end, he thought.

It means a new war has begun.

Reaching out to get the drink from the table, Du Ruo sprinkled some powder into it and handed it to Luxembabo in front of him:

"Drink, this is your destiny."

It was a skill he had honed while filling Rahman's mouth.

I'm so glad I didn't choke to death!

"Cough cough cough..."

Luxembabo was horrified. He felt the burning pain in his throat and the liquid that had already gone down his stomach. He couldn't help but ask: "W-what did you give me to drink?!"

"I am an alchemist, especially potion, what do you think?"

Du Ruoshi sat back calmly, not afraid that he would fall out.

"You know what? I always felt that the way Legacy of the God King controlled the affiliated groups was too rough, and I questioned them. Later I discovered that this is very useful. You only need to control a small wave of elites, and you can stabilize a large number of manpower. But I still think they are too unskilled, what if they defect. So——"

Luxembabo became more and more frightened and retched, hearing words he didn't want to hear.

"Death in the Afternoon, that's what I call my work. It's a kind of poison, but it doesn't attack so quickly. You only need to take the antidote regularly, and you can spend every day safely. It doesn't matter if you're not stable, as it solves the possibility of defection. "

"!"

I was given a bottle of poison?

you actually...

"You, what do you want?!" Luxembabo simply accepted his fate, highlighted his flexibility, and seemed to be particularly aware of current affairs.

He has many connections and resources. As long as he goes back, he will always have a way to solve this death in the afternoon.

The point is...

The beast is close at hand.

Unlike the Legacy of the God King, Aru, no, just this outsider, he is arrogant, stupid, but has no weaknesses, and does not accept any threats at all.

He is not afraid of triggering a war between the 30-man group and Aru.

By the way, if the information is correct, the war between the Legacy of the God King and Tanit was also started because of him.

"Of course I invite you to get on the airship, then go to the appointment and bring peace to the sand sea."

Du Ruo was smiling, hadn't the two of them been discussing this all the time.

……

……

There was a slight setback, but the Legacy of the God King had already received the 'reconciliation' signal from the 30-member group.

The promised defeat was at the Thamud Oasis, and for this purpose, Mishal not only sent but also brought more warriors.

The same is true for the 30-man group. As early as three days ago, more people set out from Kavanyi and arrived at Aru. Together with the mercenaries stationed in Aru, thousands of well-trained mercenaries attacked. Thamud Oasis.

They are not the rabble of the former.

In the history of war in Teyvat, heroic units are the only rule that determines victory, and losers are often of no help.

Of course, the wealthy 30-man regiment also used silver bullet offensives along the way, borrowing tens of thousands of miscellaneous soldiers from other armed forces and even hostile armed forces.

Now the numerical advantage is no longer great, the silver bullet offensive is too strong.

The people who organized this battle were Mishal, who represented the legacy of the God King, and Luxembabo, who represented the 30-man regiment in the Great Red Sand Sea area.

On the day of the battle, the weather was fine.

There is no wind and no sunshine.

Mishal, among the heavy guards, lamented everything he had done so far.

He originally thought of making his brigade bigger and stronger, but he didn't expect that after he had the courage to use the name of the Red King, the brigade expanded to the point that he couldn't bear it.

God, God.

It tasted sweet, but it was too illusory. The legacy of the God King was not so cruel from the beginning, it was just a choice after encountering betrayal.

Those people betrayed the legacy of the God King and went to the rain forest.

In short, despite all the stumblings, he still allowed it to develop into one of the largest forces in the sand sea. With luck and wit, Mishael asked himself to achieve a great cause.

But that's all. He couldn't go any further.

So looking at the battlefield ahead, the troops he led were so full of morale that they were chasing and beating the 30-man regiment. Mishal couldn't help but have some delusional thoughts. What if...

forget it.

He quickly calmed down and had already lost control. When the affiliated group began to rebel against the legacy of the God King, they could only summon more 'believers'. The expansion of the scale and the continuous victory were accompanied by a continuous decline in control.

To this day, Mishal himself is not confident that he can continue to control such a team. To be able to do so in a wave can be said to be a super-level command ability, and he just passed on the order.

The scattered cavalry or infantry, and the God King's Legacy did not have any unified banner. On the contrary, the 30-man regiment was quite organized and was constantly attacked by the skirmishers.

That's right, it's the skirmisher line.

Who said you can't use skirmishers in a cold-weapon battle? If you're too close, who knows if you're one of your own, and if you're cut down, you'll just be dumbfounded afterwards.

Messy, very messy.

Scattered, very scattered.

Output depends on momentum. If the momentum is not enough, many people will be unwilling to get involved in the battle and will keep running away.

A small area refers to an area that can be seen with the naked eye where one's own numbers are not dominant and suddenly show a decline, and are even more unable to control the situation. They are forced to keep retreating and collapse.

Even if there are a few warriors, one is worth ten, fighting into the sea of ​​people.

The overall chaos of the battle was enough for this warrior to feel tired and at a loss. What he saw in front of him was a human being, not a monster. He raised his knife and slashed at it. The yellow sand was stained with blood, and there was a lot of blood.

There is no great cause in this war. The legacy of the God King, which is known as an oracle, has never explained why there is such an oracle. It can only emphasize that it is an oracle.

But the bloody reality finally makes people think, is this really an oracle?

Teyvat is a world with a very bottom line. Although it has been barbaric, under the guidance of the devil, it has made great strides in establishing rituals and music.

Although King Chi is dead, his influence is still there. At least in Chisha, the last rituals and music have not completely collapsed. People's hearts have their own strength and will not think that the oracle can have such outrageous content.

They left the closed small society of the tribe and merged into the larger red sand. Along the way, blood and death destroyed some things and watered some things.

In a corner of the battlefield, a person who participated in the whole battle came to a complete realization.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault."

As if waking up from a dream, when the 30-member group arrived at Thamud Oasis, Rahman naturally went to see them.

I thought they had received reinforcements, but...as foreign soldiers, they still need to be on the front line.

The reality of ups and downs made Rahman and his group hang their heads like defeated roosters.

"How long can we hold on? Can we hold on until those reinforcements arrive?" Attila looked at Rahman eagerly as if grabbing a life-saving straw.