How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 401: The Strategy of Annihilation

The Great Elder smiled and said, "Do not forget, the branch of the Li Tian Clan in Daxia’s central part was also destroyed by him. Our enmity with him is no less than that of the Menghu Army."

Tore cast his gaze at the thirty people behind him.

The thirty people looked at each other. Three seconds later, someone nodded, and ten seconds later, everyone nodded.

"Pleasure working with you!" The Great Elder slowly stood up.

Tore slowly reached out and gently shook hands with the Great Elder.

Then, thirty-one people turned around and left the Divine Temple.

The Great Elder raised his gaze and watched these people leave.

The storm deliberately stirred up by Lin Xiaosu thus dissipated into nothingness.

This was not the Great Elder’s idea; it was the Left Envoy’s scheme.

If Lin Xiaosu had a game of strategy with this Left Envoy he never met, then, theoretically, the Left Envoy won the first round completely.

Why?

Because the conflict Lin Xiaosu wanted to ignite did not ignite.

Instead, it backfired on him.

Within Durta, there are various factions, but it is a country, which also has interactions at the national level, including with Daxia. These national institutions, ordinary people dare not touch.

But who does the Menghu Army fear?

They have Yingyu Country behind them.

Yingyu Country has always regarded Daxia as the number-one enemy.

If these two superpowers directly enter the fray, the whole world would be engulfed in flames of war; no one dares to do that.

However, proxy wars are fought daily.

As long as the Menghu Army takes this step, does Daxia Hidden Dragon still have the leisure to hunt down the Li Tian Clan all over the country?

This is exactly the strategy of encircling Wei to rescue Zhao in military tactics.

In the dim corridor next door, the chess piece in the Left Envoy’s hand had not yet fallen, and his brows did not relax a bit despite his brilliant move.

"Master Left Envoy, everything went as you expected. Why are you still somewhat worried?" Qing Ru offered a cup of tea and handed it to the Left Envoy.

The Left Envoy took the tea cup, lightly flicked his fingers, and the white piece that was spinning on his fingertip drew a beautiful arc, landing back into the chess box. He gently blew on the tea surface: "If everything were as I planned, I naturally have no reason to worry. However, things did not go entirely as I planned! Lin Xiaosu, in this first phase, which side of the calm waters will the piece floating outside the chessboard disturb?"

"Regarding the upcoming chess game, what strategies has the Left Envoy envisaged?"

The Left Envoy said: "A cunning opponent, an opponent who acts unpredictably, if he sets the questions, the risk is too high! So, I don’t plan to let him control the game, I will control this game, and let him respond!"

Turning the Menghu into a piece on his own chessboard.

This was the brilliant move of the Left Envoy turning a passive move into an active one.

A truly skilled chess player needs to have the ability to control the whole board and must not just respond on the opponent’s board...

The Left Envoy is the true chess player of the Li Tian Clan.

However, he is not a god.

He could not predict the extreme strategy Lin Xiaosu would play next!

Seven military vehicles sped away from the Sangmu Temple.

Sped away from the Litian Valley.

Sped past the towns ahead.

Beyond the mouth of the valley ahead lies the control zone of the Menghu Army.

Just as all military vehicles were passing through the valley one after another.

Suddenly, from the mountaintop, a huge boulder rolled down.

Thump!

Accurately striking the foremost military vehicle.

There were five people in this military vehicle, all of them Genetic People, their reactions incredibly swift, facing the descending giant stone, they almost simultaneously leaped up.

The vehicle roared into flames, and they all escaped.

All the military vehicles behind simultaneously braked sharply, everyone’s gazes simultaneously lifted...

Whoosh!

A sharp sword light sliced across the sky, accompanied by a figure appearing from nowhere.

The five Genetic Masters who dodged the boulder did not escape this soul-chasing sword. One stroke, and they were dead.

"It’s him!" Tore roared madly: "Kill!"

Whoosh!

Seven discs shot into the battlefield at almost invisible speed.

Tore jumped high, avoiding this terrifying attack, feeling the chill grazing past his neck, he was internally convinced that this attacker must be Lin Xiaosu.

Knowing that the opponent was Lin Xiaosu made him realize today’s situation was perilous beyond words. In an instant, he went all out!

Yet, in the face of absolute power, it was futile.

His neck suddenly felt cold, blood splattered into the sky.

Tore’s consciousness remained for a moment inside his head, and as his head spun in the air, he could still see his subordinates perishing one by one...

Finally, the head thudded onto the ground, and his consciousness vanished.

The gunfire stopped after sounding off.

The sword light flashed by and disappeared.

Amid the hustle and bustle in the field, ultimately everything settled...

Lin Xiaosu spun in mid-air, landing in front of Tore’s corpse.

He reached out, changing clothes!

The outfit was full of bloodstains.

The head had its eyes wide open in anger.

Lin Xiaosu stared at this head for a moment, his face slowly changed, and soon, a new Tore stood in the valley, his foot lifted, and the head flew twenty meters away, crashing into the rock and turning into blood pulp...

Lin Xiaosu straightened his military uniform, put on Tore’s hat, and sat in the military vehicle.

Boom!

The military vehicle started, bypassing the big rock in front, it sped towards the Menghu Military Camp.

On the outskirts of the Menghu Military Camp, there were sentry posts. However, Tore’s military vehicle was naturally exempt from inspection. When a few soldiers saw Tore’s face, as gloomy as if he was about to devour someone, their hearts trembled heavily.

What happened?

It must be something unparalleled in magnitude.

The military vehicle sped forward, bypassing seven sentry posts, and headed straight for the camp.

This had already drawn the attention of all the officers.

As soon as the vehicle stopped, Tore, with a grim face, rushed towards the General Mansion, leaving bloody footprints in his wake.

"Colonel, what happened?" someone on the left shouted.

Tore’s voice was hoarse: "Everything was done by the Divine Temple! They’ve already confessed!"

With these words, the faces of all the officers on the roadside changed drastically: "Was it really them?"

"Why would they do this?"

Tore hurried along: "They’ve already sided with Daxia!"

"What? Is Daxia also going to formally step in?"

"It’s not surprising, right? In the Middle East, all the major foreign powers have already stepped in..."

Tore suddenly stood firm on the steps ahead: "The Divine Temple has obtained weapons from Daxia. Their first-stage goal is to eliminate Menghu and dominate the Southwest!"

"Eliminate Menghu!" One colonel stepped forward: "How dare they act so ruthlessly?"

Another lieutenant colonel approached from the right: "Colonel sir, what about the others?"

"Dead! They’re all dead!" Tore was both grieving and furious, filled with endless hatred: "They all died at the hands of the Divine Temple! I struggled with all my might and barely escaped..."

As he said this, he stumbled, his body unstable, and his right chest gushed with blood, as if the wound had burst open, leaving even more blood at his feet.

This piece of terrible news shook the entire army.

His tragic expression seemed to infect the entire army as well.

Several generals roared in unison: "Exterminate them!"

"Exterminate them!"

"This vengeance must be avenged!"

"Avenge..."

The cries rocked the skies and the earth!

Several military doctors quickly ran over: "Colonel sir, you need to treat your wound first..."

Tore waved his hand fiercely: "I won’t die yet, I must first see the General!"

"We will go together!" A few generals were fully ignited with rage.

A stream of angry officers surged towards the General Mansion.

In front of the General Mansion, Tore raised his hand: "You all guard outside first, I will report to the General alone!"

"Alright!"

He stumbled in, and each step left a bloody footprint.

This blood continued to fuel the flames of the Menghu Corps’ fury, and more and more people gathered. As the crowd grew, words became uncontrollable, and calls to use missiles to retaliate against the Divine Temple gradually became the loudest outcry...

However, their opinions were merely for reference. The one to make the final decision could only be the General.

Tore entered the General Mansion and walked through the corridor.

Inside the General Mansion, every corner was protected by masters.

However, there were no masters at the door of the inner room because this was the General’s routine.

He didn’t like others being too close to him.

This might be a common trait among those who have risen from deadly battlefields to high ranks step by step.

They themselves rose through betrayal and backstabbing, so anyone who got close to him would trigger his internal alert.

The room door opened, then closed.

Tore moved forward step by step.

In front was a giant floor-to-ceiling window.

Beneath the window, a huge sofa.

At the door, a tight screen.

On the sofa sat a person, and behind the sofa, a beautiful woman.

The beauty was a legendary figure in Menghu, awakening with the Ice and Snow Superpower.

Everyone thought she was the top expert in Menghu, but only a few high-ranking generals knew it was nonsense. If she were the top expert, why would she spend day and night pleasing the General?

The one who could conquer the top expert was the true top expert.

The top expert in the Menghu Army was the General himself.

Tore dragged his severely injured body in front of General Ge Piao, who seemed entirely oblivious to the blood flowing from Tore’s body. He raised his gaze: "I have already heard the sounds outside, and I know about the situation!"

Tore said, "General sir, how do you plan to handle this?"

General Ge Piao said, "You should heal first. Once you’re well, I permit you to lead a team to kill some of them to avenge today’s enmity!"

Tore’s expression darkened: "General sir, the opinion of the soldiers is to retaliate today, to wash them clean with missiles!"

"Missile washing! How lightly spoken!" Ge Piao’s expression also suddenly darkened: "These missiles come from Yingyu Country, and the top echelons of Yingyu Country don’t wish for us to truly use them. Maintaining the current state of division without revealing our cards most aligns with their strategic interests. If we wash them clean with missiles today, it would only provide a moment of satisfaction. The result would be that the forces behind us would cut off our supply of materials! The Menghu Army would then become an abandoned pawn and consequently a sacrificial lamb in the Middle Eastern chaos!"

This is the card behind the Middle Eastern chaos.

Various countries support countless armed forces but don’t allow them to cross the red line.

Why?

Because national-level games are extremely complex and sensitive, fighting without breaking, dividing with degrees, allows those politicians to continuously obtain military budget support from congress and achieve their various goals through such tense situations.

Once the cards are directly revealed, it’s very easy to push them from behind the scenes to the front stage.

Such is the logic of proxy warfare, where a thousand fellow cultivators can die, but oneself must not be directly harmed.

This is something General Ge Piao understood, and he believed that as long as he made things clear, the Colonel in front of him should understand as well.

However, Tore’s gaze lifted, revealing a very strange look: "General sir, you will change your mind!"

Ge Piao frowned: "Why?"

"Because..."