In the next two days, the war results remained stable. Neither side managed to obtain a momentum that can change the outcome in this war.

Still, deep inside the hear of the soldiers, everyone knows that the General Yang Nan and General Zhang Tian Lei is yet to make their move. Their current situation is more likely to train their elites before the final battle.

Of course, when this situation is used for the Eastern Imperial Kingdom's advantages, their profit is better.

The reason is due to their standings. The Eastern Forces are the attacker, while the Southern Forces is the defender. The attacker may retreat if their momentum to win the war is broken, but the defender's situation is different.

No defenders can relax in the aftermath of war, because they must rebuild, retrain, and repair! This injury alone is similar to a tumor that reacts slowly but continues to seeps the life away.

Their standing did not change drastically, but such a steady stalemate hinders Zhang Wu Ji from achieving his plan because of the lack of resources and Soldier Points.

The situation is a waste of time in Zhang Wu Ji's opinion. Only with an exciting exchange can he obtained points and resources.

"Brother Zhang, how much is our success rate if we attacked into their formation?" Yelu Yin Yuan came closer after seeing that all the enemies already returned to their initial defensive formation.

"If I'm attacking alone, the success rate will be between 15%. Even if both of us went forth with this our success is not more than 40%." Zhang Wu Ji calculated the risk they may face if they attack.

"True. Unless there's another two of us here, then the plan will be a success." Yelu Yin Yuan added. At their current location, both of them can be said to be the spear of those in their 5th to 9th Ranks of a Platoon Commander.

Unless those 1st Rank Platoon Commanders willing to come and support them, the success rate to break into the enemy formation is lesser than what Zhang Wu Ji said.

Of course, Zhang Wu Ji maintained secrecy on his ability and trump cards. Although they're calling each another as a brother, for now, Yelu Yin Yuan is still somebody from the Blood Messenger Religion, a superpower faction that arranged people to attack him and Ming De when they return from Mystic Vein Realm.

Furthermore, Zhang Wu Ji is confident that he can easily charge into the enemy formation without worry. What he was concerned is will using this trump card worth the effort.

But while they're still considering, the enemies started to move.

Seven groups of Platoon Commanders totaled to about eighty to ninety soldiers in their 18th to the 19th Stage of Inner Qi Warrior charged at them. When Yelu Yin Yuan looks at the attacking soldiers, his expression becomes bitter.

He was a Half-step Inner Qi Master, and if he participates in killing these soldiers, it was not only a waste of Soldier Points but putting himself into danger by focusing on opponent at least twenty stages below him.

[There's no Natural Law to penalize you for such thing, but the opposing forces will not let what happened goes unattended]

"Brother Zhang..." Yelu Yin Yuan hope that Zhang Wu Ji understands his difficulties in helping him. He can help him to escape but not fighting.

"I understand. Brother Yelu can leave first. We'll meet in the Platoon Commander's tent tonight!" Zhang Wu Ji cupped his hand and went to his enemies.

"I'll have to kill a few before they finish wrapping up." Zhang Wu Ji monitored the situation on the battlefield before he shifted his attention to how far Yelu Yin Yuan go.

Once he was out from his sight, Zhang Wu Ji ignited the Inner Qi Warrior force within his body and prepared to fight. With the defense of above every cultivator in their Inner Qi Warrior Stage, Zhang Wu Ji is fearless against his enemies!

Most importantly, it was not like this is his first time surrounded by enemies!

Zhang Wu Ji wields his Baton Glaive which already started to show some hint of chipping on its sides, came out to face the enemies. He purposely stomps the ground hard to taunts his enemies but did not forget to start producing the Armament Wolves.

"What is that skills?" the others puzzled by the swing of his Baton Glaive, which capable of creating a dozen spirit wolves to guard him.

They considered. Such an enemy are a danger to their fellow soldiers, and they should cut this threat before he grows.

"Attack!" with a shout, eighty-five soldiers rush forward, leaving the back with a total of four leaders. While a million ants can kill an elephant, a hundred man will have no trouble to kill a junior younger than them!

So what if he got some spirit wolves standing guard?

So what if he got strong fighting capability?

"Nothing can defeat numbers!" the opposing forces asked themselves the two questions, but at the same time, all of them assumed that they can win with numbers.

The Armament Wolves charged at them, but nothing could stop them from attacking. Some were bitten, but most of the Armament Wolves died before getting closer to their enemies.

But as they approached the one-meter distance, Zhang Wu Ji took a leap upwards to escape their attack.

"It's pointless to run!" the soldiers turned their attention above them. But when Zhang Wu Ji is using water to attack them instead of a weapon, they're questioning his sanity.

"Did he get surrounded and forced to use this kind of drastic measure?" There seems to be hesitation among them, but what they did not know is before they attacked, Zhang Wu Ji already prepared his life-saving technique.

His earlier strike on the ground is to cover the sound of Natural Spring dropped on the ground near him. And with this simple trick, Zhang Wu Ji ignites about thirty of them, leaving the battlefield with a gigantic explosion that kills even himself easily.

"Crazy! Did he died in the explosion as well?" one of the four leaders exhaled as he looks at where the explosion took place. But when a silhouette belonged to an unknown entity appeared, one of the leaders shocked.

"Shit! That's the Ob..." a jaw bites across where the body stands and separates the head and the body. From that shock comes the second Wild Beast appearing from where the explosion took place.

"Obsidian Serpent Warrior! Quickly escape!" one of the three remaining leaders shouted and retreats. With the leader leaving the team, their teamwork crumbles.

They started to break apart and escapes on their own, but the speed of the two Obsidian Serpent Warrior is too fast for them to outrun them. The situation becomes similar to a game where snakes chase their target in a circling cage!

With the team started to get slaughtered, their backup wanted to help but was stopped.

"What are you thinking? One step forward and the formation will split apart. Do you want to kill everyone here for the sake of a few fools?" another leader shouted on this team.

"Sorry... I'll wait for senior brother Zhang Jingmu's order." the youth retreated from taking action.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" the drums are beaten again. Today fight is over. With their Soldier Plate is lift up facing the Battle Ark, everyone returned to their respective Military Camp.

"You, follow me." An officer in his Captain Rank ordered Zhang Wu Ji to follow.

"Yes, sir," without further question, he followed.

Very soon, he was taken into a bigger camp with people waiting.

"Second brother!" Zhang Wu Ji was surprised that the one inside the tent sitting is his second brother and son-in-law to the General Yang Nan. Seated beside him is two unknown youth similar to his second brother's age.

"Come and take a seat. We're all family when inside this tent." Zhang Wu Chou stands up and points at a seat prepared to his brother.

"Youngest brother, I heard that you got yourself a name in the Platoon Commander Battlefield." Zhang Wu Chou asked.

"Did I?" Zhang Wu Ji just comes back and wasn't informed about these titles.

"Explosive Maniac," the person seated beside Zhang Wu Chou said.

"Oh! Let me introduce you to them both." Zhang Wu Chou caught the hint that they wanted to know his brother too.

"The one on my left is Yang Jiu Lang, the youngest of the Nine Yang Spears. He's 18 years old and is an early 21st Stage Inner Qi Soldier." Zhang Wu Chou introduced.

"Ninth Elder brother Yang." Zhang Wu Ji greets him.

"As for the one on your right, he's Yang Ba Hu. Eighth son and the eighth of the Nine Yang Spears. He's also 18 years old and is a 22nd Stage Inner Qi Soldier." Zhang Wu Chou continued.

"Eighth Elder brother Yang." Zhang Wu Ji repeats the same thing.

"Since the elders are not here yet, shall us the younger generation drink a cup first?" Jiu Lang said.

"Who says the elders are not here? I'll drag him out to the Military Core and give him few lashings!" another two guys came in, both having similar facial features like the two Yang siblings.

"Seventh brother. Sixth Brother," the three with knowledge about their identity greets them.

"Seventh Brother Yang Qi Shi, Sixth Brother Yang Liu Xiang, this is Wu Chou's youngest brother, Wu Ji." Zhang Wu Chou introduces his brother to the two new Yang Younger Generation.

"Hahaha, not bad at all, I remembered that everyone was shouting about a guy with bombing addiction, is that him?" Yang Liu Xiang comments.

"If there's nobody else with an explosive weapon in the troops then that should be me." Zhang Wu Ji smiled as he replied their question.

"General in the tent!" the guards standing outside of their tent's entrance shouted. At the same time, the six of them forms a straight line and bows to the general.

"Raise." he waved his hand across and went to his seat. After the master of this camp seated, the others followed. The hierarchy for a military is strict, where although the Sixth Son is the eldest among them, he has to sit on the left of the general instead of the right.

The arrangement from the general is as followed.

Seventh Spear Yang Qi Shi, Sixth Spear Yang Liu Xiang, Eighth Spear Yang Ba Hu, Zhang Wu Chou, Ninth Spear Yang Jiu Lang, and Zhang Wu Ji.

"Sixth and Seventh." the general called.

"Yes, General." both stands and replied the general before bowing.

"Good job today in taking the head of their old lieutenant, Zhang Xuan Long." he praised both of them.

"Eighth and Wu Chou." the next two stands up.

"Yes, General."

"I heard that the genius Zhang Mu Lan will participate in the battle soon, make sure you both are ready to fight against the one Eastern Imperial Capital called as Peony Spatial Bloodline," he said.

"We understand." both replied.

"Ninth."

"Yes, General." Yang Jiu Lang stands up.

"Take a hundred troops and go to the nearby city to restock our ration," he said.

"Father, Jiu Lang can fight..."

"Idiot!" the general suddenly shouts when he sees his youngest child defies his command.

"Jiu Lang understood." he immediately quit his rash tantrums. Although his father can be very understanding in their house, this is where war happened, so his understanding turned into threatening.

"And Zhang Wu Ji."

"Wu Ji here," he replied.

"Can you make sure to defeat the entire Zone 5 Platoon Commander tomorrow?" his question surprised everyone within the hall, included the two guards.

"If general allows Wu Ji to took a drastic measure tonight, Yes, I can crush the entire Zone." Zhang Wu Ji replied.

"Hahaha, are you so confident that you can do that just by getting that blueprint?" the general added.

"How about Wu Ji show the incomplete product first?" confidently, Zhang Wu Ji took out a squarish Quiver-like tool out from his spatial ring. Because it was incomplete, the ability to minimize is not applicable to it.

Instead of calling this a quiver, it was better to call it the Arrow Catapult instead. Mechanism equipped behind the tool is strong enough to send the volley of arrows to somewhere of a 600 meters distance.

"What will you use as explosives?" the general continued.

"What I use to blast eastern troops today." Zhang Wu Ji smiled.

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[Author's Note]