Guo Twelve made a careful analysis and found that the most intense battle was currently in the central area.
Due to the impact of the rock dragon, the central area was already in chaos, but the two sides were only attacking each other.
They were all in a stalemate, and their side had not made much progress.
Advantages.
Both sides have large reserve teams behind them to reinforce the battlefield from time to time.
The central zone has become a meat grinder, with massive casualties.
Guo Twelve nodded and said, "I'll go to the right."
The ancestor of Nanqiang said: "Okay, leave the left side to me."
He roared, released his altar, and rushed to the left.
Only then did Guo Twelve see that the altar of the Southern Qiang ancestor was indeed the fifth floor as the handsome old man had guessed.
The handsome old man said: "This guy's strength should be pretty good."
It was rare for him to praise others.
If he said it was good, then it really was good.
Guo Twelve looked at the sky.
It was already dark.
Due to the countless talisman lights flashing below, he could still clearly see the battle between the two sides.
The handsome old man said in a deep voice: "Boy, you just need to fly close to the ground, as long as it is ten meters away from the ground.
Don't worry about the rest."
After saying this, the talisman light flashed, the altar's defense rose, and he shouted: "Let's go" Guo Twelve turned his head and said: "Uncle Eagle Demon, you are on my left, Nanyou, you are on the right, in a triangle formation, don't mess up, help me guard against sneak attacks."
When Guo Twelve's huge altar appeared on the flank, the professionals from the Gunan family let out a burst of crazy cheers.
In this era, the altar master is indeed at the pinnacle of his profession, at least in this place and his hometown.
As for other places, he has never been there and does not understand the situation yet.
The altar is like a floating battleship.
The most terrifying thing is the countless tentacles extending from the sides and bottom of the altar, like a huge broom.
As long as the altar passes by, all the professionals will be swept aside.
Although not As for his death, he was brutally killed by the Gunan family army that followed, causing heavy casualties.
The altar was swept back and forth, causing chaos wherever it passed.
Guo Twelve has not used the sacrificial treasure, but has achieved such great results with the tentacles of the ancient peccary on the altar.
If he uses the sacrificial treasure, he can kill thousands of them with just the moon blade without the handsome old man taking action. people.
But he didn't do this because he didn't want to be an executioner.
He wasn't here to kill, he was here to fish in troubled waters.
The defense on the right was messed up by Guo Twelve, and the professionals of the Gujin family were immediately defeated.
The handsome old man said excitedly: "Go to the center."
Guo Twelve flew all the way, and countless tentacles took the opportunity to collect the scattered souls.
The handsome old man was already smiling.
The harvest this time was much greater than the last time.
When the Nanqiang ancestors and Guo Twelve joined the attacking army, the entire Gujin family army collapsed.
The opponent's ancestors are not restrained by the ancestors of the family.
Once they join the battle, it will be a huge disaster.
In the violent flow of people, unless they are professionals above the Great Saint Master, they have some ability to protect themselves.
Other professionals can only follow the crowd and it all depends on personal luck.
There are virtual talisman attacks everywhere, countless talisman arrows, javelins, and various attribute attacks.
If you don't pay attention, you will end up in a state of life or death.
Guo Twelve sat at the top of the altar, his face ashen.
He no longer used his tentacles to attack the professionals below because the scene was too bloody.
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Suddenly, he saw a small team trapped in a tight siege, with everyone fighting desperately.
He actually knew the people in that team.
He immediately drove the altar to teleport over, and in an instant, the ancient pith's tentacles pulled the seven people onto the altar.
He asked: "Nanfeng, why are you here?"
Nan Feng almost collapsed on the ground.
Although he was a senior Great Saint Master, he had already exhausted himself trying to protect the six team members just now.
After breathing for a while, he said: "Ancestor, we rushed too fast."
Guo Twelve said in surprise: "Damn it, Nan Bao, a kid like you actually dares to join."
Nan Bao was only twelve years old.
He was a senior fuwu master.
He was holding a fudong knife that was almost as tall as him.
He was the only one among the seven who was not injured.
Nan Bao smiled shyly and said, "My father said that by joining the brutal battle as early as possible, you can better digest the inheritance."
The handsome old man took over the command of the altar.
He needed more souls, so he needed the altar to fly toward a place with many dead people, but Guo Twelve always failed to meet his requirements.
The handsome old man was very dissatisfied with this and took advantage of the opportunity he had to talk to the team to immediately take over control of the altar.
Guo Twelve didn't care, he knew what the handsome old man wanted.
Nan Xiaotong hugged Nan Bao lovingly and said with a smile: "Xiao Bao is our lucky star."
She is a junior Great Saint Master and has considerable strength in the team.
Guo Twelve knew in his heart that the task of this team must be to focus on protecting Nan Bao, otherwise they would not all be injured, but the little guy was fine at all.
This was not entirely luck.
Nan Feng supported Nan Zhao, fed him a Fu Dan, and then bandaged the wound.
He said: "I almost couldn't hold on.
It was so chaotic that I didn't have time to defend myself."
Nan Zhao had a broken arm and a deep wound on his face.
He was the most seriously injured.
The others all had some injuries, but after using the Fu Dan, there was basically no big problem.
With the protection of the altar, their team is considered safe.
From time to time, Guo Twelve would bring some seriously injured professionals to the altar.
As the altar drifted, more and more Gunan family professionals gathered on the altar, and Luo Zhan also began to help with treatment.
These people were all seriously injured.
If Guo Twelve didn't save them, they would definitely not survive.
As the number of people increased, the altar was no longer enough.
Guo Twelve said: "Let's go back first."
There were also many seriously injured people on the altars of Ying Mo and Nan You.
Guo Twelve's altar couldn't fit on it, so he directly used the tentacles of the ancient Xizhu to throw them up.
Now they are already full of wounded people.
There were a total of more than 800 wounded people on the altar of three people, and the people from the Nanfeng team almost became rescue team members.
The three altars returned to the camp at lightning speed and found an open space.
Guo Twelve shouted: "Come here!"
Immediately many auxiliary soldiers came, all low-level disciples.
Guo Twelve used the tentacles of the ancient peccary to put the wounded man on the ground and said: "Organize people to treat him."
Nanfeng said: "Ancestor, leave it to me to take charge here."
Guo Twelve nodded and said: "Okay, you organize the manpower, I have to go to the battlefield."
Although the handsome old man was impatient, he did not lose his temper or curse.
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After Guo Twelve left the wounded in the camp, he controlled the altar and flew to the battlefield.
At this time, the Gujin family's army had completely collapsed and it was completely dark.
Now was a good time to really collect souls.
Sitting on the altar, Guo Twelve said: "Uncle Luo, I hope the war will not fall on our hometown.
Sometimes I think it is better to close the continent where Beifumen is located.
If it is discovered by a behemoth like the Gu family, Beifumen has no ability to resist."
Luo Zhan thought for a moment and said: "No, in fact, if the Gu family takes a fancy to me, I would rather join.
I'm afraid that I would be taken aback by those mid-level continental sects, which would be miserable."
Guo Twelve said: "Well, it makes sense.
The Gu family has a whole set of methods to utilize and develop the low-level continent.
They can conquer it without relying on a bloody process, while the sects in the mid-level continent are different."
He remembered that in his previous life, if a remote country If it is developed by the state, local residents can still get some benefits, but if it is developed by towns and villages, the difference will be huge.
The large army had already chased the defeated troops, and the battlefield fell silent.
Only the talisman lights were flashing in the distance, and there were faint explosions.
Guo Twelve's altar slowly followed behind, because there were countless dead bodies along the way.
The handsome old man controlled the soul-catching whiskers and quickly collected souls.
Following the altar were a large number of low-level disciples, who were responsible for collecting corpses and looking for seriously injured disciples.
There are talisman lights, and one end of the general camp is brightly lit.
Guo Twelve's altar is very slow because it is controlled by a handsome old man.
This guy is like a greedy vampire, collecting scattered souls little by little.
The altar floated back and forth, countless tentacles flying in the air.
Although Eagle Demon and Nan You had doubts in their hearts, they ignored it and just followed Guo Twelve's altar flight.
Gradually, they were able to see the large group of people pursuing them in front of them, as well as countless prisoners.
The professionals who were escorting the prisoners began to order the prisoners to move the corpses, collect the storage bags and talismans carried by the corpses, dig a large pit, and bury the bodies of the dead professionals of the Gujin family.
As for the corpses of Gunan family professionals, they were placed aside, waiting to be carried back.
The Gunan family's army pursued them for more than a hundred kilometers overnight.
The Gujin family's army retreated steadily, and finally temporarily stabilized their position a hundred kilometers away and established a simple defense line.
In this battle, the Gujin family lost three masters of the Void Altar, and seriously injured two masters of the first-level altar.
The army's casualties reached 270,000, including 90,000 dead.
Corpses were everywhere, and about 100,000 were captured. .
The losses of the Gunan family were not small.
In addition to the death of the master of the virtual altar, there was also a master of the two-layer altar who was seriously injured.
There were also many casualties in the army, a total of 150,000, of which 60,000 were killed.
Guo Twelve has put away the altar and is standing in the temporary camp.
The ancestors of Nanqiang and Nanqin are both there.
When the statistical data came in, Guo Twelve was also shocked.
The total number of deaths on both sides was as high as 150,000.
No wonder the mountains and fields were full of corpses.
The war was so cruel.
The ancestor of Nanqiang said: "After a while, the follow-up troops will come up to replace the forward troops that suffered heavy losses, and we will launch the attack again."
Guo Twelve discovered that the army here was extremely capable of continuous fighting.
Before the battlefield here was cleaned up, a steady stream of troops there had already arrived at the front line.
Rows of tents were set up in the temporary camp, which was a place for senior commanders to rest.
Altar masters such as Guo Twelve were all assigned a tent.
Guo Twelve was not tired, but he wanted to check the gains from the night battle.
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Guo Twelve said hello and turned around to his tent.
Luo Zhan and Eagle Demon stayed at the door waiting.
After Nan You left, his family also had a team coming, and they had to make arrangements.
After entering the tent, Guo Twelve immediately released the altar and asked: "Handsome old man, how do you do?"
The handsome old man popped his head up sneakily, and he said with a smile on his face: "Boy, you have made a fortune, hey, this harvest is not small, I got a lot of soul fragments, which can be used to condense many, many soul beads."
Guo Twelve asked: "Approximately how many?"
The handsome old man smiled and said: "Guess" Guo Twelve suddenly fainted.
He patted his forehead and said, "I have no idea what this is for.
Tell me how much it is."
The handsome old man said: "You are so boring":