If Ruyue Taishan hesitated in his battlefield decisions, then Liu Jie would suffer a crushing defeat in this war.
"Advance at full speed," Lu Yang ordered.
Across major livestreams around the world, very few people could understand the contest of wits between Lu Yang and Ruyue Taishan.
"This is strange. Lu Yang didn't speed up when Liu Jie stopped at Lake of Divine Tears, but now that Liu Jie has moved, Lu Yang is accelerating instead. What does that mean?"
"No idea."
In foreign livestreams.
"We cannot comprehend the wisdom of the Chinese. Both sides are marching with more than five million people. This has never happened in history. Even in a game, they have made history."
Even in his previous life, fewer than five wars involving more than five million people had ever taken place. Lu Yang had already made history.
Half an hour later.
He stood not far from a hillside on Brightmoon Plateau. It was a gentle slope, with 5.6 million players spread around it in formation.
On a more distant hillside, Liu Jie and his more than five million subordinates had just arrived and were forming up.
Lu Yang saw Liu Jie again. Seeing the anger and anxiety on Liu Jie's face, he sneered.
"Liu Jie, interested in a duel with me? If you win, I, Lu Yang, will withdraw my troops. If you lose, take your men and get the hell out of here," Lu Yang shouted through a megaphone.
More than ten million players on both sides were stunned. In a war of this scale, Lu Yang actually wanted the guild leaders to duel.
This kind of approach was only seen in the early days of the game. When two guilds could not determine a winner, their guild leaders would step out to duel.