General Zhenning didn’t know that the Lu Qingshan he was thinking of was indeed the sa Lu Qingshan he had seen two years ago. Moreover, he was currently on the city wall right in front of him.
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"Our luck hasn’t been very good. We’ve only been here for two years, yet we’ve faced two major battles like this. You should know that in the past thirty years, such large-scale invasions of the Otherworldly Ghosts have only happened twice before." On the city wall, Gu Tianyan spoke in a heavy tone to the tall figure in front of him.
Clearly, he was deeply pained by the losses of the Dragon Phoenix Guard in this great battle.
"I actually think our luck isn’t bad...." Lu Qingshan’s eyes flickered for a mont, the thoughts in his mind unknown.
"Hmm?" Gu Tianyan didn’t understand what Lu Qingshan ant.
Lu Qingshan pointed to the vast snowfield and said, "This ti, the Otherworldly Ghosts roaming the snowfield ca out in full force and were exterminated by us here. Doesn’t that an there aren’t many Otherworldly Ghosts left on the snowfield now?"
After each large-scale attack by the Otherworldly Ghosts, Iron City would enjoy several months of tranquility.
This was because the Otherworldly Ghosts also needed to recuperate.
A large-scale invasion would typically deplete their long-stored strength.
"Being passively hit is not a good strategy. Knowing your enemy and yourself is the way to be victorious in every battle. Isn’t this the best ti to find out the sources and exact numbers of the Otherworldly Ghosts?"
Gu Tianyan was shocked, already understanding Lu Qingshan’s plan.
"General, do you intend to venture into the snowfield to probe the reality of the Otherworldly Ghosts?" he asked in shock.
Seeing Gu Tianyan taken aback, Lu Qingshan chuckled softly, "After being hit for thirty-two years, it’s our turn to hit back."
"The generals of other countries surely won’t agree with your plan." Gu Tianyan furrowed his brows, trying to dissuade him.
The snowfield was too vast, full of dangers, not to ntion the unpredictable blizzards that no one dared to venture into it.
"I don’t need their agreent because I don’t plan to call them to join," Lu Qingshan said softly with a gleam in his eyes.
In Gu Tianyan’s expression of sudden realization and shock, Lu Qingshan turned his head and said word by word, "For a thousand days prepare soldiers, used in a single mont."
Yes, the glorious battle achievents that left all the soldiers of Iron City stunned over the past two years were rely Lu Qingshan’s thod of cultivating an army.
His true goal had always been just one.
To cultivate a truly mighty army, then strike straight at the heart.
"At your command, General!" Gu Tianyan shouted loudly, his eyes showing fervent admiration as he looked at Lu Qingshan’s young face.
The dazzling war achievents over two years made the Dragon Phoenix Army revere Lu Qingshan from top to bottom. As long as Lu Qingshan was at the forefront, charging into battle, even if the Dragon Phoenix Army fought to the last man, their morale would remain high.
This was an extre form of admiration, born from constant victory.
And it was this very admiration that brought the Dragon Phoenix Guard a trendous centripetal force and combat strength.
But this point was sothing many generals criticized and disliked.
As generals, they firmly believed that the ability to execute tactics, the mystical strategies, and strict military discipline were the keys to managing an army.
Personal heroism may bring unparalleled influence, but heroes are destined to die one day.
Once Lu Qingshan died, what would beco of the Dragon Phoenix Army?
But Lu Qingshan always laughed off these rumors and slanders.
Undeniably, the concerns of other generals were justified.
However, what he precisely needed was such an "mindless" army.
As long as he was present, the "mindless" army’s morale would always be high.
Because, once rational thought was applied, facing the extre weather of the snowfield, facing the path of the unknown exploration, morale would weaken to its lowest point.
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"I don’t fear demons, so why would I fear ghosts?" Lu Qingshan stood on the city wall, his long hair flying like ink. He gazed far into the distance, the vast, endless snowfield lying before his eyes.
The path of cultivation is a long journey, a battle against ti, mostly spent in arduous practice. As one progresses, the number of people around them dwindles, so solitude is inevitable.
The path of the martial artist is much shorter, yet extraordinarily glorious.
Perhaps it was because his Mana had been sealed by rules, forcing him to temporarily walk the path of the martial artist.
Compared to Sky Do Heaven, Lu Qingshan at this mont had shed so of his calm and composure, and gained more of the courage to contend with the heavens.
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