5902. Chapter 5902 The Storm Does Not Return

Of course, if Yang Kai deliberately concealed his figure, at such a long distance, Manaye would not be able to see any traces.

However, it has been several days since the war, and Yang Kai is still missing. What is he doing? From the standpoint of Manaye, the less you see Yang Kai, the easier it is to think more.

At this time, Yang Kai had already returned to the Pure Yang Pass by the teleportation of the space circles.

Not far from Mi Jinglun's side, he hid his figure and shared the information about this trip with his own guesses.

After listening, Mi Jinglun's expression also became extremely solemn.

According to the information that Yang Kai found out, once the elite Black Ink Clan reinforcements arrived on the battlefield and cooperated with the Black Ink Clan who did not return to the customs, the Human Race army was absolutely irresistible. When the Mo people are attacked, the human race will be in a dilemma.

Fortunately, the support army was far away from here, and it would take at least ten years to get here.

What makes Mi Jinglun even more fortunate is that there is no real king in the Mo Clan reinforcements, so Yang Kai's speculation that the Chutian Great Ban has not completely collapsed is correct.

But no one can tell when the first day of the ban will collapse...

The original offensive against not returning to the customs was very good, but at this moment, Mi Jinglun felt the dark tide.

Raising his hand and rubbing his forehead, Mi Jinglun said, "What do you think, Junior Brother?"

Yang Kai looked at the battle line that the two sides were constantly pulling on without returning to the customs, and slowly spit out a few words: "Quick fight!"

Mi Jinglun couldn't help but his eyelids jumped: "In that case... there won't be too many people dying."

Yang Kai lowered his eyes: "The more the war is delayed here, the more hidden dangers of the Chutian Great Ban are even more. Besides, over the years, the soldiers who died in battle...are there still few?"

Mi Jinglun was silent, he knew the current situation, and what kind of decision was the most sensible decision, but he still couldn't bear it, because he knew that once he issued that order, there would definitely be many soldiers for it. give your life.

Mi Jinglun thinks that he is not a benevolent person. Over the years, he has had to issue some cruel orders many times, but those orders can all create the greatest results at the least cost, and fight on the battlefield. The dead soldiers, every one of them died.

As the commander-in-chief of the army who issued those orders, Mi Jinglun was ashamed of the soldiers who died, but he was ashamed of the entire human race.

But the situation is different now.

If this order is really conveyed, the human race may have to kill millions of soldiers!

What a huge number this is, so heavy that even an old coach like Mi Jinglun can't bear it.

The problem of ink trouble is not not returning to the customs, but the big ban at the beginning of the day!

Although the human race can continue to maintain this kind of offensive, it will take more than ten years to win the non-returning level at the smallest price, but in these ten years, who can say what will happen to the early days of the ban?

If in these ten years, some irreversible changes have occurred on the Chutian Great Ban, then even if the human race won it and did not return, it would be meaningless. At that time, only more people will die.

He understands the truth, but... it only takes ten years!

The war between the two races has been going on for thousands of years. In the long span of thousands of years, more than ten years are just a blink of an eye, but at this critical moment, some unpredictable changes occurred.

Even Mi Jinglun, who has always appeared in front of the world with a gentle and elegant image, couldn't help but scolded her mother in her heart to relieve the troubles in her heart.

Right now, the only good news for the human army is that after the six wars in the past ten years, the power of the Mo people has weakened a lot. Almost a hundred people died, and the number of those domain lords who fell will only be more.

The main reason is that the first two wars caused the Mo people to lose a lot. In the subsequent battles, the Mo people have always adopted a strategy of complete defense, and the losses are not too big.

But there are always some battle losses.

So if the human race really launched a strong attack recklessly, there should be no problem in winning it and not returning to the level.

"How to solve the ink-colored giant god?" Mi Jinglun suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and asked.

If you want to win and not return, you can't get around the hurdle of the black giant god. The ten-year war, whether it is the human race or the black race, is restraining the tragic degree of the war.

The Mo people need to delay time and wait for the reinforcements to arrive. The human race wants to minimize losses, and also does not want to expand the war to the extent that the giant gods participate in the war. With this kind of tacit understanding, naturally no one will easily dispatch this strongest killer.

Because of the geographical advantage, the black-colored giant gods occasionally provide limited assistance to the black people. A Da and Erna are purely watching the play across the domain gate.

"I cooperated with A' Da A'er and the others. I dare not say that I will be able to kill them. It is still possible to suppress them." Yang Kai replied.

When Mi Jinglun heard the words, he nodded secretly. If Yang Kai can really achieve this level, then the human race will definitely reduce a lot of losses if they do not return to the level. Godly.

"Senior brother... have you made a decision?" Yang Kai asked.

Mi Jinglun stared at the battlefield, and it took a long time to say: "Why did things develop to this point!"

Yang Kai was silent.

After a while, Mi Jinglun said solemnly: "This is the end of the matter, I can only give it a go!"

Fortunately, he is not unprepared in these years. A qualified commander is bound to make various speculations and arrangements for various possible situations during the war.

Although Mi Jinglun did not expect that there would be a Black Ink Clan reinforcements to kill from the early days of the Great Ban, but he had also deduced what to do if the Human Race had to win it in a short time and did not return to the level.

Being forced to this stage now, it is not without certainty that all the previous assumptions need to be turned into practical actions.

It's just that no one could have imagined that the final decisive battle of the Human Race against the non-returning level would start in this way!

Yang Kaidao: "If that's the case, then I'll go, I will try my best to kill the fake king of the Mo clan, and senior brother, please take the opportunity!"

Mi Jinglun nodded vaguely.

The next moment, Yang Kai's breath disappeared, Mi Jinglun raised his hand slightly, and the messenger who had been standing behind him stepped forward and said respectfully: "Mi Shuai!"

Mi Jinglun's low voice came: "Send orders to all departments..."

The messenger looked straight and listened carefully, but Mi Jinglun did not speak for a long time, and after a long time, the messenger heard Mi Jinglun's difficult and firm voice: "Prepare to attack and not return!"

As a confidant who has been with Mi Jinglun and conveyed various orders to the major legions, the messenger naturally knew what the order meant. everywhere on the battlefield.

As a qualified herald, he doesn't need to question the commander's decision, he just needs to convey the commander's order so that all the senior leaders of the race can receive it accurately...

After doing all this, the messenger with a seventh-grade Kaitian cultivation base looked up at the depths of the battlefield. What caught his eyes were the human race warships cruising flexibly in the battlefield, as well as the brilliance of secret art treasures in the sky.

He clasped his fists and saluted, said condensedly, "Mi Shuai, I want to join the war!"

For a long time, he was responsible for delivering orders beside Mi Jinglun. He saw with his own eyes that because of the orders he conveyed, the soldiers of the human race sacrificed their lives to fight on the battlefield, and many fell, but he was powerless.

He also knew that the fall of the soldiers had nothing to do with him. He was just a messenger. He passed orders from Mi Shuai. As for the casualties and consequences of such orders, what did it have to do with him?

However, there are always some things in this world that are difficult to calculate clearly, such as... people's hearts.

On the eve of the most tragic battle that was about to begin, the herald decided to follow his heart and made his only request to the human commander in front of him.

Mi Jinglun didn't look back, only uttered one word: "Precise!"

The herald bowed his thanks.

When he did not return to the customs, Manaye frowned and watched the battlefield. He had a strong cultivation base and a vast spiritual sense. In a single thought, he could clearly perceive the situation of the entire battlefield. Over the years, he would rarely end up fighting. With his overall planning, the Black Ink Clan army can defeat the Human Race in the first world war with the least cost.

This war is no different from the previous ones. The human race's attack is tepid, and it has made it clear that it will gradually erode the strength of the Mo people. Therefore, although the war has been fought for several days, the losses of the Mo people are within the acceptable range. , As for the Terran... Since the Third World War, the price paid by the Terran in every battle has been negligible.

Because the Mo people did not think about what to do with the human race, under the dispatch of Manaye, all the power of the Mo people were concentrated on the defense. Under such a situation, it was naturally difficult to deal a big blow to the human race.

The only abnormality is only two points. The time for the human race to start this war is a bit rushed. It is only four months since the last war, which has broken the long-standing rule.

Another point is that Yang Kai is gone.

Since he came out of the realm of the sky, there is still no trace of him, this is very strange, and it has never happened.

In the first few battles, Yang Kai would run out to attack the fake kings every time, forcing Diallo and the pseudo kings he led to rush to the rescue, which was very annoying.

But this time, I haven't seen him make a move for so many days.

Manaye couldn't even guess what he was doing at the moment. This kind of unknown makes Manaye anxious, after all, that is Yang Kai who has always done extraordinary things with extraordinary means!

Just when he thought so, somewhere on the battlefield, a powerful breath suddenly erupted, Manaye's heart froze, he turned his head and looked over there, only to see a turbulent river that ran across the void, like a long whip toward one place. The battlefield swept away.