Douluo: Rely on the dress-up system to hold the god-woman set

The Star Luo Empire's offense and defense were both in defeat.

Although none of the 30 holy soul knights in the Wuhun Empire are soul masters, each of them possesses martial arts and body skills that are comparable to soul masters' soul skills.The Star Luo Empire's 50 soldiers seemed to have the upper hand in terms of numbers and soul master resources, but when it came time to fight, they realized how difficult the Spirit Empire soldiers were.

Their most proud soul master's combat power was vulnerable to the opponent's unusually tacit tactics and mysterious formation changes.

It is impossible to develop this kind of fighting tacit understanding and familiarity with formation changes in a short period of time.

This can only mean that the Wuhun Empire has a plan a long time ago and has been secretly training for many years before it has trained so many brave and capable troops.

With Xie Yue and Hu Liena's humanoid martial soul fusion skill - Demon as the center, where the scarlet mist shrouded the soul masters and ordinary soldiers of the Star Luo Empire, they were like leeks waiting to be harvested, without any ability to resist.

The battle was almost crushing. After Qian Yuelong joined in, the ice beneath the feet of the Star Luo Empire soldiers who were already walking on thin ice broke and they fell into the abyss of despair of defeat.

Of the menacing 50 elite soldiers, less than [-] soldiers managed to escape in the end. Among them, the two thousand soul masters sent by Dai Haopao into the regiment were dead or disabled. None of them escaped back to Star Luo and were still alive. All became prisoners of the Wuhun Empire.

The fighting lasted from day to night.

Qian Yuelong listened to the casualty reports from the captains of the knights and looked at the night sky.

Thick dark clouds obscured the moonless night sky, not even a trace of the light of the stars could shine through. The air was still filled with the strong smell of blood that had not faded away. Even Qian Yuelong, who was neatly dressed, still had a lingering aura of violence around her. And the sharp breath that has been baptized by the sea of ​​blood.

"Give the order, clean up the corpses on the battlefield, and rest in place. Tomorrow morning, only a thousand Holy Soul Knights will be left to appease the people and deal with the resettlement issues. The rest will continue to move forward, speed up their journey, and try to reach Jialing within seven days. Pass and join the army led by Her Majesty the Queen."

"Yes, saint!"

The assembled knight commanders of each regiment were ordered to retreat.

Qian Yuelong sat on the ground beside the orange-red bonfire, adjusting her breathing to recover and closing her eyes to rest.

About half an hour later, Qian Yuelong suddenly felt a few stares.

Although it was obscure, in front of Qian Yuelong, it was as obvious as blurred ink on a white paper.

She opened her eyes and looked up in the direction where her sight lines were denser.

Several soul masters wearing robes with the emblems of the Seraphim and the Holy Sword of the Spirit Empire stood 50 meters away. They were quite surprised when they saw Qian Yuelong looking at them accurately.

Qian Yuelong blinked, looked at the six familiar and long-lost faces, stood up from the bonfire, patted the dust on her skirt, and waved away the Holy Soul Knight who thought she had something to say and wanted to come up to ask. , and followed those soul masters to go behind the corner of the camp.

"Sister Helan, why are you here?"

Qian Yuelong was quite surprised when she looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces that she hadn't seen for a long time.

The source of Qian Yuelong's sight around the corner was the member of the Black Chess team she met when she was training in the martial arts field in Luger Town when she was a child.

Although they had kept in touch with each other over the years, they were mostly through letters, and coupled with various tedious government affairs, Qian Yuelong was too busy to get away from them, and rarely saw them in the next few years.

"Because we were worried that you might need help, Yuelong, we didn't apply to follow Her Majesty the Queen's legion. We specifically applied to be stationed there." Yu Yaya chuckled.

Just as Tang San and the others predicted before, whenever a town is captured, the Spirit Empire will leave some spirit masters to garrison it.

Guan Feng and the others were part of the soul master team that came to garrison the town after receiving the good news.

Who knew that the town that needed to be garrisoned had been reduced to ruins in the attack battle with Tang San and the others, and the garrison task directly became assisting in construction.

The recruitment and battlefield selection of the Wuhun Empire are very user-friendly. Except for the knights from the original sect forces, other knights who join freely can choose whether to follow them to fight on the front line together or to become a logistics reinforcement team.Although they have all become Qian Yuelong's subordinates, due to Qian Yuelong's emphasis, privately, they will still put Qian Yuelong on an equal footing with them.

Qian Yuelong scanned the circle of people and said, "Why don't you see Brother Guan?"

He Lanshu, whose temperament became more and more like that of a royal sister, looked at Qian Yuelong, who was not injured, and her tense nerves relaxed slightly: "Brother Feng and the captains of other soul master teams went to hand over to the knight captains of other regiments. We heard He said that you were attacked during the day, and he didn’t feel at ease, so he inquired about it and thought of coming over to take a look, but fortunately you were not injured.”

Qian Yuelong blinked, "I'm not a child anymore. The only ones who can hurt me now are at least a few Titled Douluo. I can still handle one."

"That's right, you are now a Titled Douluo." He Lanshu, who was already a Soul Emperor, sighed.

Qian Yuelong smiled and pointed to the location of his tent: "When Brother Guan comes back, how about we go sit in my tent together? We haven't seen each other for six years, let's talk?"

A mere all-nighter would certainly be enough for the soul master's strong physical condition.

"Okay, I just want to tell you about our experiences over the years. Especially Xiaohe, you don't even know that this kid has done a big thing quietly!" Yu Yaya pointed to the black-haired young man standing at the back.

The thin young man wearing dark soul master robes nodded to Qian Yuelong who looked over. He spoke little as usual and only wore a stain-resistant soul master robe.

Compared to the compact but warm atmosphere here in the Wuhun Empire, the atmosphere here where Tang San was rescued by Sword Douluo Chenxin and returned to Xingluo Camp was very bad.

They suffered too much loss in this surprise attack mission.

Although the only Titled Douluo was recovered, what was lost far exceeded the value of Tang San alone.

The dispatched soul master spies finally waited until the Spirit Empire army left and blended into the resettled civilians. They searched for several days but found no trace of Ning Rongrong and the others.

Live without people, dead without corpses.

Ning Fengzhi, who had waited for half a month but failed to wait for the return of her daughter and future son-in-law, guessed something and became much older in an instant.

At the high-level meeting convened again, everyone was at a loss and could not think of any way to break the situation.

"According to Qian Yuelong's marching speed, they will be able to join the 50-strong army led by Bibi Dong in less than three days."

"When the two armies converge, what we will face is the 80 elite Xingluo army. Although there are still one million troops, there may be [-] soul masters in the Wuhun Empire's army to help, not to mention ten more. Several titled Douluo are here."

"Hey, even if our total army is twice that of the Spirit Empire, the exercises and martial arts practiced by those ordinary soldiers can almost make them full-scale spirit masters."

"Damn it, can we really just wait for the Spirit Empire to march straight in and break into the Star Luo Emperor Palace?"

Sighs kept coming from the conference table.

Until another hoarse and cold voice sounded, attracting the attention of all the generals and Dai Hao.

"There is no last way."

Tang San, who was as thin as a zombie and exuded a creepy aura, was finally willing to say his first words in days.

He raised his head, revealing his bloodshot eyes.

Like a poisonous snake staring at its prey in the dark, it makes people shudder inexplicably. (End of chapter)