The Unusual Number of Douluo

His voice resounded like a heavy cowhide drum, echoing in the huge school field, in sharp contrast with Xue Beng's voice just now. Xue Beng stood beside Xue Ye, and a touch of shame appeared on his face when he saw it.

"Strike!"

Following Ge Long's order, the entire heavy armored cavalry corps attacked, and the black torrent at one end of the school field slowly moved. It took less than ten seconds from the first head to the entire team moving.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Outside the schoolyard, the army drums were beating, and the rumbling sound was like thunder surging from the nine heavens. The momentum was extraordinary.

The yellow sand on the school grounds rose up with the kick of the iron rider, and the whole earth was trembling. Sitting on the high platform can clearly feel the tremor.

The iron armor is clanging, the horseshoe is shaking, the drums are beating, and the yellow sand is vast. At this moment, it seems to be returning to the chaotic battlefield decades ago. Everyone was caught by this momentum, and they all held their breath.

"How is this quality? It won't collapse later."

But just when everyone was engrossed in the school field, a worried voice sounded from behind them.

"Ahem..."

Some people almost didn't catch their breath, and looked at Zhao Xuan who was sitting behind with a bit of bitterness.

"Lei Douluo don't worry, if this platform collapses, the craftsman who built this viewing platform will not have enough heads to cut."

Emperor Xue Ye said with a smile, Zhao Xuan did not answer, he just said in passing.

In the following time, under the command of Ge Long, the heavy armored cavalry regiment demonstrated various drills and formations to everyone, attacking and assaulting again and again. It seems that people feel quite surging and exciting, but the truth is that How much combat power still needs to be put on the battlefield to know.

After the Self-Heavy Armored Cavalry Corps drill was completed, the Soul Master Corps was in charge of the drill by the master. The audience on the high platform also straightened their backs and opened their eyes wide.

The Soul Master Legion is not as heavy as the Armored Legion. Everyone knows in their hearts that if they want to win this war, the soul master is the first one. Whether it is high-end or low-end power, the soul master is the master. By.

The number of the Soul Master Legion is no more than 1,000 people, with a total of fifty rows and twenty rows, uniformly dressed, ordering and prohibiting, and it looks like an ordinary legion.

The master drew the dipper according to the gourd and introduced it as Marshal Ge Long.

It's just that his face is paralyzed, and his tone doesn't have the passionate feeling of Marshal Ge Long, but it makes people feel at ease and gives people a sense of confidence.

"The battle between soul masters requires flexible changes. It is impossible to end up in one way, so I have organized two forms, one is the group model, which is centered on Tangmen and is suitable for both armies. It’s not yet time for short-handed combat."

When speaking, dozens of sturdy wooden stakes had been erected in the school field before the Soul Master Legion, depending on the size of the bucket.

On the high platform, everyone watched with interest. This was the first time they saw the power of Tang Sect, the sect.

"In this mode, each unit executes a command, for example, all defensive spirit masters are in front, Tangmen spirit masters are behind, and then there are auxiliary spirit masters, etc., this way can be hit Blow."

After speaking, the master looked at the field and waved the flag in his hand.

In the field, the first batch of disciples drawn from the four halls held the Zhuge god crossbow. After the flag in the hands of the master fell, they pulled the trigger in their hands. After a burst of sound, a rain of arrows directed towards the front of the soul master legion. Fly away from the stump.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"

The speed of the crossbow arrow is extremely fast. If there is no certain level of cultivation, even the shadow of the crossbow arrow will be invisible. Almost at the same time as the sound of breaking through the air, the tree stump in front of the soul master legion made a "bang" and "bang" impact.

"Unexpectedly... penetrated?"

"Hi...what kind of crossbow arrow is this, so powerful?"

Many generals on the high platform were shocked, even the Imperial General Marshal Ge Long. Soon he turned to look at Zhao Xuan and asked, "Under Lei Douluo's crown, is this weapon possible? Mass production."

Zhao Xuan sat in his seat and shook his head faintly when he heard the words: "No, you have seen it. This weapon is very powerful. It is also because of its delicate production, so the output cannot rise. The door has not been installed yet."

Hearing this, Ge Long looked at the battlefield again and muttered: "It's a pity..."

At this time, the master introduced the second form of the Soul Master Legion.

"The second form of the Soul Master Legion is the squad form. It is inevitable that short-term combat is inevitable. At this time, the group form becomes rigid, so when it becomes a squad form, it has a control system, a strong attack system, an auxiliary system, and a sensitive attack system. Match."

With the flag in the master's hand, the originally assembled Soul Master Corps suddenly divided, each column was transformed into a small team, and the entire group was transformed into dozens of small teams to advance the entire battlefield with full coverage.

The entire Soul Master Corps ordered and banned, and the various drills were so proficient and smooth to the extreme that the military generals in the stands couldn't help but move.

Chapter 397

Royal hunting grounds, Swan Castle.

The blue and pure lake water is rippling under the breeze, with thousands of waves like nets, sparkling.

The Swan Castle is located on the island in the middle of the lake. Its pure white appearance makes it look like a swan wandering in the lake.

The end of the exercise does not mean the end of the rally. Emperor Xue Ye prepared a lunch for everyone at the Swan Castle, and after the lunch, it was the beginning of another meeting.

On the vast terrace of Swan Castle, you can overlook the magnificent Swan Lake around the castle, or the distant mountains that are full of forests in the distance, and everyone sits here to face Emperor Xueye.

"Everyone!"

Emperor Xueye's face became more solemn at this moment, and his slightly rickety back did not affect his aura. At this moment, he was as sharp as an unsheathed sword.

"The spirit hall has invaded me and waited for a long time. Now that everything is in place, it is time to showdown with them. I am going to launch a counterattack and retake the city occupied by the spirit hall first. I wonder if you have any thoughts or suggestions on this?"

All the people present showed unexpected expressions. No one thought that Emperor Xue Ye would attack so quickly, and he would take the initiative to attack. They looked at each other, and they hesitated.

Emperor Xue Ye's eyes were sharp, he glanced at everyone present, his eyes were disappointed, and the ease of many years still made these people lose their courage.

Sitting in the corner, Zhao Xuan pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Dare to ask your Majesty, what is our military strength now? Can you give us an idea?"

The emperor Xueye lifted his spirits and replied: "Today, we have a standing army of 600,000, including ten heavy cavalry regiments, ten light cavalry regiments, ten heavy infantry regiments, and 300,000 other troops. There are as many as 500,000 reserves."

"As for the soul master, we have ten soul master legions, but the soul master legion is different from the same legion. The soul master legion is based on a thousand people, not ten thousand people."

"Then... what about the Spirit Hall? What does the Great Emperor know?"

The Great Emperor Xueye was silent for a while, his expression a little ugly, and then said a number that shocked everyone present: "There are more than fifty thousand soul masters assembled in the Spirit Hall."

"Fifty thousand."

Zhao Xuan murmured, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Even if the number of soul masters from the two empires was assembled, they couldn't reach it!

The people who are here are the governors of the provinces and the nobles who have real power. They all frowned when they heard that, and their faces appeared tired. Can a Wuhun Temple of this kind of strength really be able to contend?

After pondering for a while, Zhao Xuan continued to ask: "The power of the low-end spirit master is not a concern. I just want to ask how much of the battle power of the Titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall is, does your Majesty know?"

"Ask me about this information."

A clear voice sounded from behind, and the empire princess Xueyue walked onto the terrace in a luxurious dress. Her eyes were as bright as snow, and she said to Zhao Xuan: "According to my information, the Wuhun Temple now has Title Douluo should be no less than twenty!"

"Twenty? How could it be possible? Are there so many Title Douluos on the mainland?"

Someone exclaimed, expressing disbelief.