The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

Boom...

Another stone shell hit the camp, shattering the magic formation and sending countless pieces of stone falling from the sky.

Fortunately, these gravels no longer have the same lethality as before.

Whoosh...

The enemy's "bombardment" did not stop, and large rocks were thrown from a distance.

Boom, boom...

Fortunately, the Shenxuan on our side did not give up completely. They each used their magical powers to intercept the incoming boulders.

Shen Lang raised his sword and mounted his horse, only to see that the enemy troops had already assembled and were charging towards them.

Although it is dark now, the light from the artillery fire makes the night flicker wildly.

Those grassland people held long swords in their hands, rode on war horses, and had bloodthirsty gleams in their eyes.

It would be fine if it was during the day, but it would also be fine if it was just at night.

This kind of dodging will bring the enemy closer, which brings people tremendous pressure, just like watching a horror movie.

Looking at the black masses of heads and the dust raised by the horses, Shen Lang could feel the most primitive pressure and murderous aura.

"Gee!" Shen Lang rode his horse to the gate of the camp. Lu Fengxian and Lu Lingfeng were already in position.

"General..."

Watching the enemy charge, the confident Lu Lingfeng during the day now had a few drops of cold sweat on his head.

The magic circle has been broken, which is equivalent to the most primitive hand-to-hand combat.

Right now, this place is about to become a meat grinder!

Under the attack of the army, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became chaotic. Although Shen Lang and others could still be invincible, they were definitely not as powerful as when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was normal.

Just like when a person is sick and encounters someone who wants to hit him, he will be much more panicked than normal.

It's okay for someone like Shen Lang who has experienced the battlefield, but for someone like Lu Lingfeng who is a new recruit, anything can happen at this time.

Shen Lang could see it.

Not to mention Lu Lingfeng, even the soldiers were scared.

Many people's eyes wandered, all looking in the direction of Xuanmo Pass.

War is not a game of numbers. Morale is extremely important. If 10% or 20% of the soldiers are killed in action, the army will be defeated.

If an army can still fight even if 30% of its troops are killed, then it is an iron army.

Like the Battle of Xiangji Temple in the Tang Dynasty, it was rare in history that elite troops fought against elite troops and so many people died. This is also the power of Xiang Yu's desperate decision.

Shen Lang knew that if he didn’t boost morale, he would be doomed.

"Everyone!" Shen Lang looked at the grassland people rushing over and said loudly, "They were beaten by me during the day and couldn't raise their heads. They lost three battles in a row! In addition, the military pay was withheld and the generals played dirty tricks. The entire grassland was played in the palm of my hand by a mere warrior. Do you think they still have morale?"

After Shen Lang finished speaking, many soldiers relaxed a little.

Yes, after being criticized like that during the day and having all three superiors dead, how could they still have the heart to fight?

"They came here at this time, they are just desperate. They want to take a gamble, betting that we will get drunk because of our victory today and have a celebration party!" Shen Lang shouted, "And what about us? Did we drink?"

"no!"

A not very orderly voice was heard.

"What did we do?"

"Prepare for war!"

This time, Lu Fengxian took the lead, and the voices were much more uniform and louder.

"Even the Wolf Lord has been dispatched to boost their morale. It shows that they are not the ones afraid of us, but them!" Shen Lang's eyes glowed red: "We are well-rested and waiting for the enemy to tire. How can we not win?"

"We are getting closer and closer to fulfilling my promise yesterday. What you see is not an enemy, but a mountain of gold and silver!"

"Everyone, follow me, kill the enemy, make money, get promoted, and be promoted to a higher position!"

"Your family tree is waiting for you to start a new chapter!"

Chapter 291: Anti-Military Treasure

There was a roar like thunder and sea in the military camp.

The approaching grassland people couldn't help but feel a little afraid when they saw Shen Lang standing outside the barricades and those soldiers with red eyes.

This is the interesting part of fighting generals. When the general wins, the morale of the soldiers will be high, while the morale of the opponent will be low.

This morale is not something mysterious; it is expressed directly.

The soldiers on the opposite side obviously wanted to bypass Shen Lang's camp and let others take on this tough task.

They no longer want the honor of being the first to capture the flag.

In addition to this kind of fear, there is a more obvious point.

The opponent's general also had a formation plate and a magic weapon, but his formation plate was only 40% lit at most, while the formation plate in Shen Lang's hand was 90% lit!

I don’t know who invented this magical tool, but I can only say that the inventor is a genius.

This is a magical tool that is shaped a bit like a compass and has a very complicated structure. Every soldier must leave a drop of blood on it. As long as they drop blood, they will become a part of this military formation.

It is said that the highest-level heavenly-grade formation can accommodate the blood and energy of 100,000 people. When 100,000 people gather together, they can fight against the gods.

The power of a normal cultivator is that the more chaotic the vitality of heaven and earth is, the weaker the cultivator is. After all, after passing the Zhoutian realm, one needs to rely on the power of heaven and earth to make the power of spells more powerful.

What should I do if the vitality of heaven and earth is in disorder and I cannot borrow the power of heaven and earth? In the end, it still depends on my own accumulation. This is equivalent to the difference between Xiaoyao Realm and Zhoutian Realm, which is only the amount of true essence. The soul and spirit are completely useless because they may be inexplicably injured if used.

If one reaches the state of spiritual wandering, the body will be flawless and may even be tainted with karma due to blood.

The formation plate is completely opposite to that of an ordinary cultivator. When the vitality of heaven and earth is chaotic, the blood and energy are strong, the evil spirit is strong, and the morale is high, the formation plate will be strong!

"Look, they're trying to avoid us!" Shen Lang shouted, "Shoot them! Even if they want to bypass our camp, we have to teach them a lesson!"

Whoosh...

A rain of arrows shot towards the enemy.

Unfortunately, there are only 500 people in a battalion, that is, 500 archers, and the damage they can cause is limited.

"Hahahaha..." The enemy general couldn't help but laugh when he saw that the rain of arrows from Shen Lang's side was only of this scale.

Behind him are three hundred thousand troops!

The whole scene was several times more spectacular than the concert at the Bird's Nest.

Only outside Xuanmo Pass in the northern border could such a large number of troops be deployed for an attack.

Even if there were not so many charging cavalry, it would be enough to give the enemy a hard time.

Five hundred arrows, that's just a drizzle!

"Raise your shields!" the enemy general shouted.

bang bang bang...

Except for a few unlucky ones, no grassland people were killed by arrows.

"Show them some color!"

When the enemy general first came into contact with Shen Lang, he was a little scared. After all, Shen Lang was a bit weird.

Who could have thought that the balance between the Great Zhou and the grassland front would be broken by a young boy's mouth cannon?

In fact, if we talk about eloquence, the censors in the court and those in the Ministry of Rites who are in charge of diplomacy are all better at scolding than the others.

But, what Shen Lang said was the truth, what he had done, and that is what makes him so powerful.

The enemy generals were afraid of Shen Lang's evil spirit, and were also afraid that Shen Lang would reveal some big news.

But Shen Lang is good at talking, and it is his own strength. But in the military formation, no matter how good Shen Lang is, what can he do? How many soldiers does he have? How many soldiers does the four camps add together?

Just do it!

brush brush...

For a moment, Shen Lang only felt that the clouds were covering the sun, and arrows were pouring towards him like a rainstorm!

"Sword and shield man!" Shen Langli shouted.

The swordsmen and shieldmen raised their shields, and their arms were numb from the shock.

Not to mention them, even if Shen Lang raised his shield, he would still be shocked.

Shen Lang truly experienced what Mo Yi said about the performance of the Free and Easy Realm in war.

Pfft!

"what!"

Not far behind Shen Lang, a soldier cried out in pain.

It was the enemy's arrow that shot through the gap in the shield and hit the place that the armor did not protect against.

The soldiers on the front line are all elite soldiers. Each of them wears full armor, which is much more advanced than normal cloth armor. Normal swords and arrows may not be able to penetrate them at once. The role of arrows is more to suppress and consume physical strength.

He was hit by an arrow. He is just unlucky.

"Hold it tight!" Shen Lang shouted with gritted teeth, then quickly rushed over to help fill the position, otherwise there was no telling how many arrows would shoot in through the gap.

Although the enemy's vanguard intended to bypass his camp, the enemy had more people than before. No matter how they tried to bypass it, they could not leave Shen Lang's camp empty, so they had to fight.

Shen Lang couldn't help but feel a little angry. Damn, what's the use of bows and arrows at this time? It would be better to leave me a few cannons...

Wait, cannon?

When Shen Lang thought of this, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Now I’m less than a hundred meters away from the enemy, which is within my shooting range!

"Lu Lingfeng, take my place!" Shen Lang shouted.

"Yes..." Seeing that the grassland people did not want to rush into Shen Lang's camp at the first moment, Lu Lingfeng could not help but secretly admire Shen Lang and no longer felt the panic he had at the beginning.

He flew backwards quickly and held up a shield for Shen Lang.

And Shen Lang...

He took out the conscienceless shells from his storage bag, whoosh whoosh...

Boom, boom...

Two artillery shells, with the help of Shen Lang's huge force, exploded in the army formation on the grassland!

hum!

The magical power was restricted by an invisible force, causing the power of the spiritual energy explosion to be extremely low, which was equivalent to the spell being eliminated by 70% to 80%.

This is where the formation is strong. They are not defending against anything else, but against cultivators. Spells are mostly used with extremely weak power, so no matter what realm a cultivator has reached, he will always practice his melee ability and martial arts to avoid being killed by human wave tactics.

The power of some magical weapons is also subject to certain restrictions.

The explosive power of the fire spirit stone is not as good as gunpowder when facing the earth-level formation.

Fortunately, the unscrupulous cannons that Shen Lang used never relied on magic.

hum...

A terrifying aura spread among the enemy's formation, and even though the horses were running at a very fast speed, countless enemy soldiers were hit.

“Hiss…Whee…”

The war horses that were trained to not be afraid of gongs and drums were now in chaos in the enemy's formation.

They shook their heads wildly, shedding tears.

"What's wrong with you?" A grassland soldier went from the feeling of riding an electric scooter at the beginning to the feeling of riding a roller coaster all of a sudden.

The horse under him jumped up and down on the ground, as if trying to throw him off.

He didn't hold on tightly enough, the horse's legs kicked up and its butt lifted up, and he was really thrown out!

"Wait, no, puff, puff..."

The steppe cavalryman knew that something was wrong when he was in the air, and when he fell to the ground, there was a rock under him.