A Gentle Flutter of Wings, and the Mighty Pass Retreats a Hundred Miles

Zhou Yangbo smiled. "Please give the order, Strategist!"

"Elder Mo!"

"Here!" The Beast Tamer bowed.

"Let the Blood Cicadas lead the way. Release them all!"

Those eight words gave Elder Mo a tremendous fright. "All of them?"

The strategist's eyes, like those of the Immortal Venerable of the Nine Heavens, fixed firmly upon him. "All of them!"

Elder Mo was stunned...

This was the thing he kept at the bottom of his chest. They were releasing all of it at the very first encounter?

The strategist's gaze shifted. "Let the Blood Cicadas lead the way. No matter how many military strategies he possesses, crush them all clean. The Wilderness Wolf Regiment will follow up and strike, clearing away the remnants. In this battle, the opening will be the ending—we shall accomplish everything in a single stroke!"

"Yes!"

Everyone was incomparably excited.

Because they understood the sheer dominance and brilliance of this plan.

Wasn't Lin Su invincible in military strategy?

Then they would give him something utterly beyond the reach of military strategy. The Blood Cicadas would reap the first harvest. No army under heaven could remain unshaken beneath the Blood Cicadas' cover. Once you fell into disorder, how could you withstand the Wilderness Wolf Regiment, this invincible elite force of the world? How could there be any reason not to reap a second harvest? After two rounds, how many intact corpses could the Flying Dragon Legion's hundred thousand troops possibly have left?

A great wind rose, clouds pressed low, and the Azure Dragon Legion led by Lin Su drew ever closer to Yanmen Pass...

Great banners rolled through drifting clouds, and the mountains and rivers in every direction trembled in unison...

Just as Lin Su came within a thousand zhang of Yanmen Pass, the color of the sky above the