Chapter 760: We Charge In, Slaughter the Enemy Until Not a Single Scale Remains

Although the summoning array provided some information to the War Spirits, including Tang Luo and the others, this information was all very basic.

There were only two aspects: one, you are now in the modern era, and modern knowledge has been instilled, guaranteeing the War Spirits won't say things like "Ah, a huge iron bird is flying in the sky."

Two, as War Spirits, we must hammer to death all enemies of other camps.

Simply put, it's where I am, and what I want to do.

Life goals are very clear.

As for more details, they require Spirit Master Liu Wuxiu to provide.

This place isn't a good spot for talking, so everyone needs to leave first.

Liu Wuxiu drove a seven-seater MPV as transport; a group of people sitting inside was still quite spacious.

The tallest, Zhuge Liang, sat in the passenger seat, while the driver in the driver's seat was Liu Wuxiu.

After driving a stretch, Liu Wuxiu felt something was off: "You guys, should have been granted the ability to drive, right?"

Clearly he was the Spirit Master, a group of people calling him "Lord" one after another, but when it came to driving.

One by one they directly treated him as a driver, very familiarly getting in the car, leaving the driver's seat for him.

Are there War Spirits like you?

"I do." Zhuge Liang nodded, "But I never personally ride horses."

"..."

Fine, you're the strategist, you don't ride horses, only act as the "carriage" of the carriage, and don't drive the carriage either.

Zhuge Liang not riding horses and not driving makes sense.

Then what about you guys?

A Lu Bu, a Zhao Zilong, a Sima Yi, you guys should know how to ride horses, right?

Liu Wuxiu's interrogating gaze refracted through the rearview mirror, meowing at the three in the back.

"We don't have driver's licenses, what if we get caught by traffic police?" Tang Luo said.

"..."

Liu Wuxiu's hands gripping the steering wheel tightened; War Spirits actually know about driver's licenses and traffic police?

Okay, this reason is much better than Zhuge Liang's "I'm the strategist so I don't ride horses or drive."

You act all like Lu Bu, how come you don't ride horses?

"Xiu, can you summon meteors?" Ao Yulie asked with great interest.

"... I can't." Liu Wuxiu stepped on the gas, car speed and blood pressure rising together.

"You can't summon meteors, why are you called Liu Xiu?" Ao Yulie felt he had been deceived.

Liu Wuxiu nearly drove the car into the drainage ditch on the side: "My name is Liu Wuxiu! Not Liu Xiu! Can't you hear the 'Wu'?"

He naturally understood what this pretty boy Zhao Zilong was saying.

"Oh, so there's still a 'Wu'." Ao Yulie reached out, patted Liu Wuxiu's shoulder, "Condolences and acceptance."

"... I'll condole your second aunt!"

Liu Wuxiu roared in his heart, wishing he could roll up his sleeves, reveal his "Flower Arm Spirit Talisman Order," and forcefully order these guys to jump out of the car, jump down!

Chase after the car running.

But Spirit Talisman Orders that can force War Spirits to act are precious, can't be used like this.

"Lord, speak of the current situation." Zhuge Liang entered character.

"Do you really treat me as Lord?" Liu Wuxiu glanced at Zhuge Liang sitting in the passenger seat like a grandpa.

"Why would Lord say this?" Zhuge Liang widened his eyes, murderous aura surging, "Does Lord suspect my loyalty?!"

Clearly a scene of expressing loyalty, the feeling given, however, was that if Liu Xiu nodded, he would be grabbed by Zhuge Liang and thrown out of the car.

Followed by a line "The ruler treats the minister like grass and mustard, the minister treats the ruler like an enemy," and rebel on the spot.

"No, I don't suspect." Liu Wuxiu shook his head, began introducing the more detailed situation.

He, Liu Wuxiu, was the last descendant of a certain extraordinary family, all alone in the world.

Single-mindedly wanting to revive the family, so he exhausted the last bit of power of the ancestral spirit vein that could no longer be called a spirit vein, summoned War Spirits, to participate in this Heavenly Spirit War.

Currently Liu Wuxiu's entire net worth is just this MPV and thirty thousand Heavenly Spirit War activity funds.

Oh, and the old family house a thousand kilometers away.

And the Heavenly Spirit War opens every thirty years, not only seven camps.

As long as within the "registration time," one summons War Spirits through the summoning array, they automatically form a camp.

No upper limit on quantity.

Liu Wuxiu summoned Tang Luo and the others on the very last day; extraordinary people with the same idea as him definitely exist too.

Before Liu Wuxiu, it can be confirmed there were already seven Spirit Masters participating.

After successfully summoning War Spirits, becoming a Spirit Master, within a certain time, one will sense the existence of the other Spirit Masters, know the number of enemies.

If new Spirit Masters are added later, the other Spirit Masters will also know.

But the number of War Spirits, except for one's own Spirit Master, cannot be known.

Yes, the number of summoned War Spirits is not fixed, many means six or seven, few means one.

Once the Spirit Master dies, the War Spirits will dissipate on their own.

So, for Spirit Masters participating in the Heavenly Spirit War, killing other camps' Spirit Masters is easier to win than killing War Spirits.

The Heavenly Spirit War location has been confirmed, to be conducted within the currently largest Spirit Domain range.

If one doesn't arrive at the battle location within the limited time, even if War Spirits have been summoned, the War Spirits will dissipate on the spot.

Equivalent to losing qualification.

The range for conducting the Heavenly Spirit War is basically nearly a city, surrounded by mountains on three sides, facing the sea on one side, area not small.

Including mountains and forests, the sea also falls within the range of the battlefield.

During this period one cannot leave; leaving the battlefield likewise causes the War Spirit to dissipate.

What this city was originally called doesn't matter; anyway, Transcendents call it the Battle City.

It is the stage for their battles.

Tang Luo and the others were still an hour's drive from reaching the Battle City.

Until the War of Heavenly Spirits truly began, there were still six hours.

Time-wise it was very ample.

"I think we should formulate a plan." With the basic situation in hand, Zhuge Liang spoke, then fell into deep thought.

"Right, there must be a plan." Liu Wuxiu nodded.

"Do you have any intelligence?" Ao Yulie asked. "Who are the other Spirit Lords, what War Spirits have they summoned, and where are they now?"

"I have intelligence on three Spirit Lords." Liu Wuxiu said.

Valentine, Sun Hongyun, and Qin Wushuang.

From the names one can see each person's affiliation.

These three are the "hot figures" of this War of Heavenly Spirits; their participation was confirmed a while ago.

Therefore many people know of them, but what War Spirits they actually summoned is still a mystery.

For some people it might not be.

But for Liu Wuxiu, a lone Spirit Lord with no clan or family, one who must succeed or die trying, War Spirit intelligence is top-secret and extremely hard to obtain.

"What about the other four?"

After hearing the brief introduction of the three, Ao Yulie asked.

"Who the other four are, I don't know." Liu Wuxiu shook his head.

"Your intelligence is severely lacking."

"Can't be helped." Liu Wuxiu was quite calm about it. "I have no one backing me to provide relevant intelligence. It's all on my own; getting this car was already very difficult. Also, our operating funds are only thirty thousand, and the War of Heavenly Spirits lasts two months."

"Two months, sixty days, thirty thousand." Zhu Bajie calculated. "Five people, five hundred a day on average... that's way too stingy."

In the real world, everyone here is a very wealthy person.

"Scrimp a bit and it's enough." Liu Wuxiu said.

"Since intelligence is so lacking..." Over there, Zhuge Liang, who had been meditating with eyes closed, opened his eyes, his gaze like lightning. "Then we can only carry out that plan."

"That plan?"

Liu Wuxiu's face showed delighted surprise; truly worthy of the near-demonic wisdom of Zhuge Kongming.

In such a short time, with intelligence lacking, he still came up with a plan.

Liu Wuxiu's IQ isn't high; he's no sage.

Now the team has a Zhuge Liang serving as strategist and sage, which undoubtedly puts everyone at ease.

"Correct, it's that plan." Zhuge Liang said in a deep voice. "We charge in and slaughter the enemy until not a single scale of armor remains!"

"..."

Liu Wuxiu slammed on the brakes.

The few people in the car were steady as Mount Tai, not moving a muscle.

Only he himself, even with the seatbelt's protection, smashed his head into the steering wheel, becoming the sole casualty.

Lifting his head with a swollen forehead, Liu Wuxiu looked at Zhuge Liang: "Please, even if you're lying to me, just say you're Lu Bu."

"I am not Lu Bu!" Zhuge Liang refused. When he's serious he refers to himself as "Wu"; normally he just says "wo".

He is wholeheartedly loyal to the Han house, loyal and devoted; he's not that three-surnamed slave Lu Bu.

Finished speaking, Zhuge Liang also looked at Tang Luo: "I'm talking about the bad Lu Bu I know, not you, this good Lu Bu."

Language plain like a village child's.

Wait, "I was originally a commoner, tilling the fields in Nanyang" — isn't that from the countryside?

Fine, the productivity level of the Three Kingdoms period, most people were peasant farmers from the countryside.

"It's fine." Tang Luo nodded, completely lacking the domineering aura of the Man Among Men, Lu Bu.

"Tell me, you're actually Zhuge Liang." Liu Wuxiu looked at Tang Luo. You two definitely swapped places to trick me!

"No, I'm Lu Bu." Tang Luo hugged Xiaotianquan up to his face. "Look, this is my Red Hare."

"..."

Liu Wuxiu didn't cry; his tears were about to run dry.

With all his might, staking everything on a single desperate gamble, what on earth did he summon — a bunch of whats!

"I think Kongming's words make sense." Zhu Bajie comforted Liu Wuxiu. "We lack intelligence; the enemy holds intelligence — that's our gap. Charging in and slaughtering them until not a scale remains maximally erases the gap between us."

"Drag the enemy down to our level, then defeat them with rich experience."

Liu Wuxiu blinked, as if there really was some logic to it.

Also felt like this Sima Yi was sneakily insulting someone.

"Wait, what do you mean by Kongming?" Liu Wuxiu suddenly spotted a blind spot.

"Kongming, him. Surname Zhu, given name Geliang. Not Zhuge, it's Zhu." Zhu Bajie pointed at Zhuge Liang. "You went to drive just now; we've already become sworn brothers."

Zhu Geliang nodded.

"Then what about you, surname Si, given name Mayi?" Liu Wuxiu swallowed a mouthful of old blood.

"No, I am Sima Yi." Zhu Bajie smiled faintly.

"Fine."

Liu Wuxiu restarted the car, rolled down the window, letting the cold wind blow on his face.

Let the tears scatter on the wind.

The tears shed today were all the water that had gotten into his head back when he made up his mind to join the Heavenly Spirit Battle and restore his family's glory.

Now the water has run dry, and Liu Wuxiu has sobered up.

He felt that counting on these battle spirits was no better than counting on himself being able to cast the Great Meteor Technique.

Smashing all opponents to death — that probability was a bit higher.