2011: C2011 Counterattack

C2011 Counterattack

When Dong Yezhenhe, who was feeling proud of himself on the flying shuttle saw this scene, he suddenly panicked a little.

Although they had defeated this group of Prehistoric Clan s with a 1: 10 match loss just now, being able to fight in such an equal number of matches under another competition of Rating, was already quite a shock to Dong Yezhenhe.

This was something that could only be done by at least those high level civilizations, the Army s, and at least ten times more superior power. Ordinary ancient civilizations could only do this.

But, even so, Fire God Legion was bound to lose, but he never expected that Fire God Legion would actually retreat in such a decisive manner.

However, what he did not expect was that the other party was even ambushing a million Army, acting as a cover for their retreating Army.

"Where did this one million Army s come from?" Dong Yezhenhe felt that it was a little strange.

But Ye Tianze did not answer him. Standing to the side, Vermillion Bird thought about the battle just now. That shock was simply too great for her.

This was not even the strongest Army of the Xuan Ming Clan, but they had taken out their strongest Army.

And since the establishment of the Fire God Legion, they had been able to compete in losses even in the most difficult battles.

At this moment, Vermillion Bird finally understood why Ye Tianze did not go out personally. If he went out personally, he could win this war, and even obtain a beautiful loss ratio.

However, the warriors of the Fire God Legion would look down on the Army of the Xuan Ming Clan. If Ye Tianze disappeared one day, the consequences of such contempt would be severe beyond compare, and there would even be the possibility of destroying the entire Prehistoric Clan.

But with this battle, it was completely different. Even Tang Tianjun's Fire God Legion was defeated, how could the other legions underestimate them?

This was the reason why Tang Tianjun had to try his luck.

The Fire God Legion that was hidden within the great formation was the second tier. Tang Tianjun had never underestimated his opponent, as he was an old general who had fought a hundred battles in the past.

From the initial touchstone to the steady and orderly retreat, to the withdrawal to the second tier, this was his initial tactic.

Xuan Ming had experienced this before. Xuan Ming was proficient in calculation.

As a result, the tactics he discussed with the strategists did not care about the momentary victory, nor did he care about the partial victory. He also did not suppress all of army's brain to clash with Xuan Ming's.

Although they held the absolute advantage in numbers, they might not be able to win against the million members of the Xuan Ming Clan.

Even if he won, it would be a miserable victory. Furthermore, his strategy was to completely annihilate the one million Xuan Ming Clan Army s.

Xuan Ming was an expert in accurate calculations, but that did not mean they would make mistakes. It was just that the people who were good at calculation made fewer mistakes than them.

The first group's probing had proven to be the case. Tang Tianjun had committed more mistakes, but he himself had done them all for the sake of testing the waters.

But he realized that the Xuan Ming Clan had also made a mistake. The calculated Xuan Ming Clan were very cautious, if they met with any injuries that exceeded their calculations, they would be even more cautious than before, and not rush forward.

This was also the experience that Tang Tianjun gained, and was immediately used for the first tier's retreat.

At this moment, behind the second tier, Tang Tianjun understood how the battle was going to end. He would not rashly make his move again, and was waiting for his opponent's attack.

Sure enough, after a long period of silence, the Xuan Ming Clan attacked, their attacks were far fiercer than their defenses.

Although the second tier was not defeated immediately, they suffered the biggest casualties in their entire history.

After less than an hour of fighting, the second tier began to retreat.

Seated on the flying shuttle, Dong Yezhenhe could not help but sneer: "Looks like the last million is far from the previous million!"

Ye Tianze's brow frowned, as he remained silent.

However, Dong Yezhenhe quickly realised that the second tier began to retreat. Behind them, the third tier appeared, and another million!

This time, he didn't ask that idiotic "Where did you get a million dollars?"2

He knew that this was definitely the opponent's strategy, and Xuan Ming Clan had hesitated for a long time as well, as if they wanted to attack the third group.

However, their final decision was to attack. It was the same as when they attacked the second tier. Because of their self-confidence, they had overwhelming strength!

The third tier was quickly defeated, but soon followed by the fourth, fifth, and sixth tier.

"Truly a motley crowd. If all six million strong army s were to gather together and attack, regardless of the cost, there might be a chance. This Master General of yours is really a fool!"

Dong Yezhenhe said.

Ye Tianze did not fall into silence this time. He picked up his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp, then said: "A wise man must think twice before making a mistake, a foolish man must think twice, and gain something for sure!"

"You still haven't given up at this point?" Dong Yezhenhe said, "A mob, is a mob, no matter how many are there, they are still a mob!"

Ye Tianze did not respond, because Tang Tianjun had given him a response on the battlefield.

Xuan Ming Clan's attack on the eighth group of ladders was not as smooth as they had imagined. They had discovered that the Fire God Legion of the eighth group was not inferior to the first group to attack them.

Only now, did the Master General of the Xuan Ming Clan realize that they had been deceived, and their first thought was to retreat.

Based on the first tier's losses, they calculated that even if they won, they would still lose more than ninety percent.

However, Tang Tianjun simply did not give them the chance. The remaining seven million two hundred thousand army s immediately surrounded them, surrounding the Xuan Ming clan so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through.

No matter how Xuan Ming Clan tried to break through, they were unable to pass through the defense line formed by the Fire God Legion. And at this moment, Xuan Ming Clan could no longer move in an orderly fashion like before.

But Tang Tianjun knew that if he were to annihilate all one million of these Xuan Ming Clan army, if he were to continue fighting with it, even if he won, this First Division of the Fire God Legion would be beaten to a pulp.

This was not what he wanted to see. A true Master Tactician would never do something like injuring his enemies and inflicting a thousand losses to himself.

Tang Tianjun was waiting for him to attack from the east wind, which was also his last move. As long as he finished using this move, the entire Xuan Ming Tribe would be annihilated by him, and this was also when the battle loss ratio was one to one, this was the limit of what he could do.

But even so, it was enough for him to be proud of in the primal chaos.

Xuan Ming began to make mistakes, and the number of mistakes he made became more and more, but the number of mistakes he made was still fewer than the number of mistakes he made in the Prehistoric Clan.

Their strength and talent, as well as their advantage, still surpassed the warriors of the Fire God Legion.

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