"When the morale of the fight is at its highest, it's not that they are exhaling the turbid qi, but the turbid qi and blood around them are too strong, and they actively squeeze into their bodies, and everyone can surpass the normal level."

He looked at Luda and said, "I have always known that you and Wu Song are brave and extraordinary, but you have always been rough and subtle. You can successfully intercept these minerals. You must have inquired in advance and avoided places where large groups of troops may be stationed."

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Luda laughed and said, "Brother Li Ying deserves the award."

Guan Luoyang said clearly: "That is to say, relying on a few experts to cause trouble everywhere will not have much effect. To really force an army back, we must at least have people who can temporarily hold the defense line to improve the opponent's morale and combat.

The strength will not continue to rise, so that we can strive for a change in the situation through methods such as fighting generals?"

"Exactly. If there are only a few masters, even the best heroes and Taoists in the world, the most they can do is break out from the army. It is impossible to fight back and kill tens of thousands of elite demon soldiers. If they do not retreat in a fierce battle, they may even be killed.

The army was wasted until it died."

Li Ying's voice was low, "The most difficult part is that currently, people like Liangshan can't even set up the most basic line of defense when facing the army."

Gongsun Sheng looked lonely at the side and wanted to speak several times. His master, Luo Zhenren, was a clear example of how he was dragged to death by the demonic army after being dragged away by several Taoist officials.

"So--"

Contrary to the expectations of Li Ying and others, Guan Luoyang did not sigh or be silent. Instead, he showed a confident smile, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I'll solve this problem first."

At the fifth watch, the morning star is waning and the moon is waning, and the sky is already bright.

Liangshan's eight thousand infantrymen were summoned to stand on the martial arts field.

They helped unload the cargo on the shore last night, and each had been assigned a share of minerals. They couldn't control their excitement, just waiting to learn how to swallow the minerals.

Li Ying looked at their excited expressions that had not slept all night, but he gradually tasted what was hidden under this excitement.

——It turns out that they are also worried.

They did not have Li Ying's keen insight, nor Guan Luoyang's ability to draw inferences from one case to another. They had no way to deduce and analyze from the overall situation that the officers and soldiers were going to attack Liangshan.

But their instinct prevents them from relaxing.

When other places are so miserable, why are we living so comfortably here (life here is already comfortable in their eyes)?

The official can control so many places, but can't he control here?

No matter how remote a village is, it will be searched by officers and soldiers who collect civilian husbands. Wouldn't there be no officers and soldiers coming to this place?

It is just a simple, even somewhat inferior and fearful survival wisdom, but it can get the same correct answer.

Because of this, these people were able to survive the hard training arranged by Lu Da and Wu Song, and they were so impatient to wait for further hard training. They also felt that there was not enough time, and they also vaguely guessed that their hard training might not be enough.

But there is no other way.

Li Ying didn't dare to look anymore, and turned his head to look at the hillside, thinking with some hope in his heart: What is the method to Guan Luoyang?

Guan Luoyang bent down slightly on the hillside and lowered his sleeves. The corners of his big sleeves touched the grass on the hillside.

At the top of the mountain in the distance, Lin Lingsu also turned around and looked there.

A layer of bright blood spread on Guan Luoyang's sleeves. The blood became thicker and thicker, so strong that it flowed out from his sleeves, covering the green grass and swimming among the grass roots and leaves.

In just a blink of an eye, the bright red and warm colors have covered the entire hillside.

Eight thousand people in Liangshan didn't know why, and looked at this scene in front of them in surprise and confusion.

Guan Luoyang vigorously rolled up his sleeves and cut off a corner of his sleeves.

Colors arose, and the entire hillside exploded into thousands of bright red flowers, with fine red filaments flying all over the sky.

The Divine Clothes swallowed so much terrestrial energy in the Violet State, and the purest part was used by it to absorb and evolve, but there are also many lower-level energy that can be used to support it, multiply and split to create more new combat life fibers.

Anyway, if Guan Luoyang encounters a truly powerful opponent, only the most evolved part of the divine clothing can help. The other newly proliferated sub-bodies will be of no use to him.

Optional.

For people like Liangshan, it is quite different.

Filaments fell on their clothes like rain and snow, and got into the fabric of their clothes.

It's just a small piece of combat life fiber, not enough to change the state too much.

But under the baptism of Guan Luoyang's true spiritual electricity, it was enough to transform the clothes of these eight thousand people into what he had in mind.

A subtle sting, mixed with exciting emotions, impacted their bodies and minds. The variegated coarse cloth and even linen clothes were all transforming into fiery red outfits.

Narrow sleeves, wrist guards, waist girdle and right gusset.

To inspire and carry the life fiber of combat requires a certain potential, or a certain belief.

This belief can be anything, and when Guan Luoyang saw these people for the first time, he no longer doubted whether these people could achieve this.

They were displaced, traveled across mountains and rivers, and moved far away.

There is no belief in the world that is more powerful and simple than this.

What kind of vision?

Stay alive!

Not enough, what kind of ambition?

What's not enough? We just want a place to live!!

As if I heard a question from above in a hallucination, the trembling bodies of eight thousand people clenched their fists angrily.
Chapter completed!