Chapter 90

In an inconspicuous battle, Lu Feiyang won’t care whether he wins or loses. If he wins, he will just be a superficial glory. If he loses, he will be given to the other party’s camp at most. What’s the point?

Being able to know the other party’s military secrets through a battle of two hundred people is the real gain, and sometimes losing is also a victory.

The scenery here is indeed good, the river level is stable, the water is clear, and it is sweet and delicious. No wonder the Caesar army chose such a place to camp.

Haydn said with a smile, "Feleg, you're intentional, right?"

"Well, Your Majesty said that the Ten Years War is for the mainland war. Some things, sooner or later, should be known to other empires. Increase their strength is equivalent to increasing the strength of the entire continent." Felleg said.

He knew very well that Lu Feiyang wanted those arrows, and deliberately did not fight the cow, which was also a chance to give himself a chance to increase his strength to the Auckland Empire.

He believed that in future wars, the empire would capture many iron-blooded war cattle. As for how many it can be, it depends on the ability of the Auckland Army. If it could form an iron-blooded heavy cavalry, the Caesar Empire would not object. Anyway, only the Caesar Empire knew the cultivation method of the iron-blooded war cattle.

Similarly, Felleg is not afraid that Lu Feiyang will know the secret of the Armored Ink Arrow. He does not have enough memory of the metal ore. So what if he knows it?

Through this battle, Ferleg had a clear mind. When the Hurricane Division fought with heavy cavalry, try not to charge head-on as much as possible. It is also a good idea to learn how to ride and shoot the Tianlang Empire. The ace wolf cavalry of the Tianlang Empire does not have the weapon in its own hands.

The wolf riding does not mean that they ride wolves. Their mounts are also war horses. It’s just that the Tianlang Empire Army is a habit of a war technique called wolf attack. It is very powerful, and it is difficult for others to learn it. If you miss a single attack, you will escape thousands of miles away.

Three-point lure, seven-point ambush. Take the wolf as his nature and attack it in groups...

The Wolf Army and Local Strategic Master can even memorize Ferlig, but the real use is even the best generals in other empires.

It is also difficult to imitate. Every empire has its own characteristics. It is not a good idea to deliberately imitate other people's military strategies.

Haydn nodded and glanced at Felge with praise. If he was not a magician, Haydn must accept him as a student: "Very good.

You can remember the final purpose of the war. Sometimes when soldiers fight, they often forget why they fight. In the past few decades of wars, such examples are not uncommon. Eliminating the armies of other empires is not our goal."

"Yes, but what's the solution? After the fight is really a fight, it's easy to kill red eyes. If my friends and relatives die in the battle, it's too difficult to calm down." Felleg said.

"There is no way to go. If you can do it by training alone, you can do it. Who is willing to fight a ten-year war? But the war between the two continents is an endless war. The soldiers trained to the ground and the soldiers who survived on the battlefield are two different creatures.

"Although Haydn has not experienced the mainland war, it is not difficult to see the key point with his experience.

Ten days later, the Auckland Army entered the ancient city of Helancha. It was said that it was an ancient city, only a few places had broken walls, and as for the city gates, there was not a single one.

After Fereg set up the camp, he took two martial gods and several martial saints to walk around Hailancha. What surprised Fereg was that the city was so huge. He rode a horse around and marched quickly.

It also took a full day to make the city at least three times larger than the Auckland capital.

"This is too big, at least tens of millions of people can be accommodated." Ferlig said with a sigh.

"Ten millions? You underestimate Hailancha too much. According to scholars' analysis, the Hailancha we see now is only part of the inner city. The real Haizha City is at least ten times larger than what we just saw, and the population will not be less than 120 million people.

"Wu Li said that even Haydn has some shortcomings in this area, so who has the time to study these things?

Ferlig bowed his head and said nothing. He didn't know much about urban management, but he still knew that the more the population of the city and the larger the area, the harder it was to manage. Just like an empire, because it was too large, he had to take the initiative to enfeoff a considerable amount of land and establish multiple kingdoms and principalities.

"No need to think about it. We will never know the secret of Helancha, unless you can become the god in heaven." Haydn pointed at his head and said.

"Can we still become gods?" Ferig asked in surprise.

"Of course, but this is just a legend. As for the source of the legend, we all believe that it was passed down by the gods in heaven. He deliberately let us know the earth, just like the legend of the God of Secretariat. In the entire continent, in the history of the land for nearly 40,000 years, there has never been a God of Secretariat in the history of the land. If he hadn't told us, how could we know?" Haydn smiled and said, he always liked to laugh, but on his old face, this smile was not good-looking, but a little kind, not like a martial god, but more like a kind old man.

"What kind of person can become a god?" asked Ferig.

"This is also one of the purposes of our continuous improvement of class. As class improves, not only will the combat power be greatly improved, but there are many other benefits.

For example, when they break through the bottleneck and become the Martial Saints, their vitality will increase. Ordinary people can only live about one hundred years, and the Martial Saints can live until four hundred years."

"What about you? As a martial god, can you live longer?" Feleg asked. According to him, when a magician reaches the stage of a magician, he can increase his vitality, and can live at least two hundred years, while a Dharma Saint can also live for four hundred years.

"I can live for eight hundred years. Even so, I can only see one continental war. Only by becoming a servant god and a life of two thousand years can I see more than two continental wars." Haydn said.

"After reaching the class of the God of Internal Affairs, he may become a god who dominates the entire continent. Of course, these are just legends, all of them are ghost legends." When he mentioned the god, Haydn was a little angry.

"I don't believe it. The reason is very simple. If God was really done by people on our continent, would he let the two continents fight continuously? What's the benefit for him?" Feleg said.

"I don't know, you won't know before you become a god. If you want to know, you can try hard. I'm very optimistic about you." Haydn showed his signature smile again.

"I..." Ferlig smiled bitterly. Among the magicians, it is difficult to even reach the magic gods, let alone serve the gods. The gods are too far away from themselves.

The Auckland Empire is relatively close to the ancient city of Helancha. It set out a little late, but it was the fourth empire to arrive. Before that, the Caesar Empire's military convoy had entered Helancha.

Ferlig doesn't need to worry about the competition. His own special messengers discuss and study with the envoys of the other seven empires. He doesn't need to take action when he comes on the court. The competition is to let everyone understand their strengths, and the magician will not take action.

There were Paul and Haydn in the battle of the strong, and as for combat command, there were Kai and Will. This time, Emperor Wu Tian was very confident, and he didn't even have a senior general assigned, so he allowed two non-commissioned officers who were originally only squad leader-level leaders to lead the team.

This is also the decision made by Emperor Wu Tian after half a year after receiving the evaluation report of the two. With equipment like Mo Kai and Mo Jian, as long as the idiots are not allowed to command, there is almost no possibility of the Hurricane Division losing the game.

Everyone was having a happy chat, and a group of people came towards him. The one who walked in the front was actually an old acquaintance. Zhou Wenfu, the third prince of the Mayan Empire, followed more than 30 people behind him. The three people in the head were already quite old. Judging from their arrogant faces, Ferge guessed that they were the martial gods of the Mayan Empire.

"So it's the magician Ferieg. I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing recently?" Zhou Wenfu asked with a calm expression.

"I have met His Highness the Third Prince. You are in a good mood. I am alright.

"Feleg quickly gave the mage ceremony immediately. No matter what, the other party was also the prince of the empire. In terms of identity, he was higher than himself, and the other party was so polite, which made Ferge very puzzled. You know, he was captured alive by himself.

"Three martial gods, the Mayan Empire brought out all the strong men." Haydn said softly.

As the highest force of the empire, there is no secret that there is no secret to the number of martial gods in each empire, their strength, temper and personality, and other empires will have corresponding information.

The Mayan Empire is relatively weak and the Martial God is also the least country. Ferig is now a little doubtful whether he chose the wrong choice to form an alliance with the Mayan Empire.

"Don't take the past to heart. There are all kinds of possibilities in the war. Magician Ferleg doesn't have to feel embarrassed. I just want to know, is my little sister Ziwei doing well now?" Zhou Wenfu said. It turned out that he wanted to know his sister's situation.

"Miss Zhou Ziwei is doing well. During this period, she has been with my sister Jenny. They are about the same age and are very compatible." Fellig replied.

"Oh... that's it." Zhou Wenfu felt much more relieved after looking at Feleg. He knew that Feleg had no time to think about anything else now, and his sister was too young.

"In the future, I hope that the magician Ferlig will take care of Ziwei more. She is still young and not very sensible. If she did something wrong, please forgive me. If there is anything needed, please send someone to send me a letter. As long as I can do it, I will never refuse.

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Ferlig thought for a while and said, "Ferlig has understood what the prince means. If there is something wrong, he will definitely send someone to notify him."
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