Chapter 642: meet

(One more)
On the side of the Heaven Dou Emperor team, everyone is sprinting like the wind just like a fanatical BUFF.
The Wuhun emperor team that stood firmly in the city of Gengxin had long been scattered under Yang Ming’s series of meteorite offensives. Even the generals who defended the city were killed in the aftermath of the explosion. What kind of decent reaction was defeated one by one within a short while.
On the wall, the flag that originally belonged to the symbol of the Wuhun Empire was taken off and replaced with a flag that belonged to the symbol of the Heaven Dou Empire.
The flag was flying and morale was high.
A general hurried over, half kneeling in front of Yang Ming, sonorously said:
"At the end of the mission, he succeeded in capturing the city of Gengxin, capturing 1,275 enemy troops, and hundreds of others fleeing from the city gate. They are now sending people to hunt down."
As a less important main city, Gengxin City, the Wuhun Empire stationed an army of 3,000 soul masters here.
Don't underestimate these three thousand people, because the entire army is composed of various types of soul masters, from a dozen or so soul masters to more than fifty soul kings. In terms of combat effectiveness, it is already comparable to a three An ordinary army of ten thousand people is almost one to ten.
But most of the time, if there is no intervention from outside factors, these three thousand spirit master armies can sling an ordinary army of 30,000.
A very important reason is that everyone is a body of flesh and blood. They have their own emotions, anger, sorrow and joy, and of course they also have a sense of fear. When the casualty rate of an army is as high as 10%, deserters will appear. When the casualty rate reaches 20%, there will be a big defeat.
An army that can maintain a casualty rate of more than 20% and maintain the will to fight is usually called an elite force, and can achieve a casualty rate of more than 50%, and can still fight battles. This can already be regarded as a of the country.
The Douluo Continent had been in peace for many years, and the armies of the two empires were negligent in training, let alone fighting on the battlefield, not to mention the fact that the Zhen Guo Divine Army did not have it, and the casualty rate had not reached 10%, and the military was in disarray.
This is also one of the reasons why the Star Luo Empire was able to hang up and fight at the beginning of the Wuhun Empire's rise.
The general looked at Yang Ming with admiration and fanaticism in his eyes.
In this battle, they achieved zero casualties!
Just follow Yang Ming, the future is boundless!
"Ok."
Yang Ming acted lightly and seemed to take the victory before him for granted, which made the general feel unreal.
"You and the people from the Explosive Heavens Gang, go down and occupy the nearby mineral resources. By the way, check if there are any blacksmiths nearby. Collect them all and pack them back together."
"The final command!"
The general hurriedly left, striving to complete the task as soon as possible, so as to brush his presence in front of Yang Ming.
Yang Ming withdrew his gaze. He didn't spend much time thinking about this kind of insignificant little person. Now there are more people who want to flatter him. There is no more than him, and a lot less.
The divine consciousness enveloped the earth. With Yang Ming’s current horrible spiritual power, the divine consciousness covered a radius of ten kilometers, equivalent to the size of a small city. Naturally, he noticed that a group of people were at the other end of Gengxin City.
"The auras on these people are completely different from those I've seen before. They seem to have a little more of the warmth of the ocean, and even though the first eight people have made a cover, the aura of Title Douluo can't be concealed. Me, who are they?"
Yang Ming found it interesting. After arranging for his subordinates to coordinate the occupation of Gengxin City, he disappeared again.
At this time, the Seven Pillars Guardian of Poseidon Island was also arguing about whether to stay.
Hailong Douluo: "Did you see that just now? That person is extremely powerful. If we insist on going to Gengxin City, we might be treated as spies by the other party, or it would be better to take a detour."
Hai Nv Douluo frowned and expressed opposition: "I don't think so. Gengxin City is the only place to go to the Wuhun Empire. If we take a detour, we don't know how long it will take. Now every minute and every second. They are all very precious. If it is delayed, I don’t know what the blasphemer will do."
Headed by these two people, eight people argued endlessly.
When everyone was in a stalemate, with their keen perception ability, they immediately sensed an extremely powerful breath, which was coming at an extremely fast speed.
"It's in the sky!"
Everyone suddenly raised their heads, and a dark shadow gradually expanded under the brilliant sun rays.
Yang Ming fell from the air and landed on the ground like a bombardment.
A deep pit was sunken in the ground with a depth of more than three meters, and the strong air flow was overflowing, sweeping like a wind blade, but the people on the opposite side were not good and unaffected at all.
Starfish Douluo stared directly at him, secretly frightened in his heart, and reminded others:
"Be careful, everyone, he is the mysterious man behind the meteorite summoning just now!"
"What? That's him?"
Everyone's body is tight subconsciously, just like pulling a bowstring. Once there is any sign of something wrong, it will immediately break out.
However, what surprised them was that they did not perceive Yang Ming's spirit power at the same level as theirs. On the contrary, Yang Ming's spirit power was two levels lower than them, and it was just a soul saint.
"How can a weird person who can summon a meteorite be a mere soul saint!"
"He must be an expert with the concealment ability, specially to hide his breath, maybe it is to entrap us!"
The people on Poseidon Island flashed their eyes, and they automatically made up for Yang Ming's possible identity.
The more their brains replenish, the more they find Yang Ming unfathomable.
Especially the eyes of reincarnation ~EbookFREE.me~ have been watching for a long time, and there is a feeling of dizziness, as if they can involve everyone's soul. When they realize this, everyone is not Dare to continue to look at his eyes, making people scared.
Yang Ming looked around the crowd.
These people have different looks, but they have a common feature, that is, the clothes on their bodies, which are similar to the decorations of strong clothes, and they are of different ages and are for men and women.
The spirit masters on Poseidon Island are ranked according to the color of their clothes, but this is not the level of soul power, but the difficulty they had when they withstood the test of Poseidon at the beginning. The higher the difficulty of passing the test, the higher their status on Poseidon The higher the higher, the different colors of the clothes, from low to high, arranged exactly according to the color of the spirit ring.
On Poseidon Island, there is only one person who is qualified to wear red clothes, who is the number one strongman on Poseidon Island, Bo Saixi.
The eight people in front of them, dressed in black, exuded the aura of Title Douluo.
Behind them, stood a row of strong men in purple clothes.
"Are you from Seagod Island?"