It was half past eight that night.

A barren mountain outside Changsha.

It can be said that this place is completely uninhabited.

On the hillside, nine hundred people stood neatly here.

Lin Xiaofeng and Situ Feng each led a hundred people.

Yu Zhenhai's seven hundred people.

Lin Xiaofeng, Situ Feng, Yu Zhenhai and several of their closest subordinates stood together, discussing the upcoming battle.

"Young Master Lin and Master Situ, we are at a loss. I hope you two will try your best to help me this time." Yu Zhenhai said with cupped hands.

"Don't worry, I have brought out all the shaking drums of the Holy Gold Sect." Situ Feng nodded seriously.

Lin Xiaofeng said to Yu Zhenhai: "Master Yu, most of the battles I have experienced are small-scale battles. This kind of battle with nearly two thousand people, I really don't have much experience."

Of course, being besieged and killed by hundreds of people like Lin Xiaofeng could not be considered a large-scale battle, it was just a one-sided siege.

And there are a lot of things to pay attention to in this kind of confrontation between the two sides.

Yu Zhenhai's face was stern: "I am not polite to you either. In fact, I have never experienced such a large-scale battle before."

"But I have read a lot about the art of war." Yu Zhenhai cupped his hands and said, "I will be the commander-in-chief first this time. Do you two have any objections?"

"Of course."

Lin Xiaofeng and Situ Feng both nodded.

After all, the family fortunes of the seven hundred people in Yuzhenhai are here. Even if they fight to the death, it is impossible for the two of them to gain command.

Yu Zhenhai showed a look of relief on his face and said: "The only chance of winning this time is to perform a decapitation operation to kill the opponent's commander and disrupt the enemy's morale."

Yu Zhenhai looked at the two of them: "The two of them will attack from left to right, and I will lead the troops to attack from the front."

Lin Xiaofeng and Situ Feng looked at each other.

"no problem."

The two said in unison.

"Um."

Yuzhenhai looked down the hillside with mixed emotions.

At this point, all we can do is wait quietly.

Time passed little by little.

The moon is very bright tonight.

At nine o'clock exactly, dozens of buses slowly stopped on a road far away from the deserted slope.

Fifteen hundred people came down in dense masses.

After they came down, they did not rush towards the barren slope, but adjusted their position.

Such a large-scale battle.

Unless you are really super strong.

Otherwise, both sides would form evil formations to fight.

Lin Xiaofeng held a telescope and looked at the crowd in the distance: "Who is the commander of the Holy Cult this time?"

Li Rongxin said: "According to the intelligence, the person commanding the battle is an elder named Jiao Zhen, and beside him is the Black Tiger Claw Wang Bo, who ranked third among the eight geniuses of the previous generation."

At this time, in the Holy Cult camp.

Jiao Zhen was wearing a black robe. He looked to be in his fifties, but he already had white hair. Next to him, standing next to him, was a strong man in his thirties, none other than Black Tiger Claw Wang Bo.

This Jiao Zhen also started his business following Uncle He.

And he was Uncle Ho's confidant a long time ago.

Otherwise, he would not be sent to command this battle.

And Wang Bo was the master recruited by the Holy Cult.

Wang Bo's mission at this time was to protect Jiao Zhen and prevent his commander from being killed in a surprise attack.

Jiao Zhen glanced at the people on the hillside with a look of disdain in his eyes: "A group of dead people have formed a formation and are ready to go up the hillside and kill them all in one go!"

"yes!"

The people on the Holy Cult side let out deafening shouts.

Just kidding, there are one-third more people than the other party. They all want to rush up the mountain now and tear the people on the mountain alive.

Wang Bo had a cigarette in his mouth and his face was covered with stubble. He whispered: "Elder Jiao, do these people below know that the other party is a joint effort of the three top demon sects?"

Jiao Zhen frowned, shook his head and said, "Of course I hid it from these people."

After the news came out, the Holy Church blocked the news.

At least none of the people participating in the battle this time knew the news.

Otherwise, it will inevitably affect military morale and morale.

After all, Jiao Zhen is in the Holy Church and has quite a lot of experience in such large-scale battles.

He understood that this kind of large-scale battle, no, it could already be said to be a war.

In this kind of war, morale is the most important thing.

Block the news, rush forward in one go, no matter who the opponent is, just kill them all in one go.

"There is a hidden danger." Wang Bo frowned.

"There is no way." Jiao Zhen sighed: "Although I also understand that there are not many of them, they are a tripartite after all. Three top demon sects join forces. This is a gimmick, it is quite scary."

Soon, the 1,500 people of the Holy Sect were divided into groups of 500 people.

A total of three formations were formed.

Jiao Zhen and Wang Bo walked to the front at this time, and Jiao Zhen said loudly: "The Yin Yang Sect is extremely rebellious and disobeys the holy religion. How should we deal with it?"

"Go against the Holy Religion! You will be punished!"

Fifteen hundred people roared in unison.

Then, 1,500 people marched towards the hillside in order.

It can be said that this team of Holy Cult is really elite to the extreme.

The Holy Cult has been controlling the demonic world for decades. In addition to their all-pervasive spy system, they are also their elite.

There are a total of five thousand elites under the Holy Religion.

Divided into ten tiger flags.

Those who came on this trip were three of them, with five hundred people under each tiger flag.

Even a tiger flag can easily defeat a second-rate demon sect.

Even for the Yin Yang Gate, the three tiger flags are enough.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The neat steps of the 1,500 people below made the 900 people on the hillside look a little ugly.

Such elite three tiger flags.

It’s hard to win!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Suddenly, on the hillside, a war drum five meters high stood up.

Situ Feng personally stood on the high platform and shouted loudly: "I am the leader of the Shengjin Sect, Situ Feng! Today, I am here to help the Yin and Yang Sect! Everyone, today, I will personally beat the drum for you!"

After speaking, he picked up two drumsticks in his hands.

The sound of the drum spread very far.

And Situ Feng's voice also spread below.

When the fifteen hundred people below heard this, their expressions changed.

Is the leader of the Holy Gold Sect here too?

This is something the people below don’t know.

In Lin Xiaofeng's right hand, a demon sword has appeared. He stood on a high place and followed the sound of drums and said loudly: "Everyone, I am Lin Xiaofeng! The Holy Cult is cruel and cruel and has deceived countless demonic sects. The current Holy Lord, Uncle He, is even more cruel.

It's an old brother who has been secretly killing me for decades, and he just managed to ascend to the position of Holy Lord."

"The fate of the Holy Religion has been exhausted! Today is the first step towards the destruction of the Holy Religion!"

"Lin Xiaofeng!"

Everyone below screamed in surprise.

No one doubts Lin Xiaofeng’s authenticity.

After all, the demon sword in Lin Xiaofeng's hand cannot be copied by anyone.
Chapter completed!