Heavenly War God Returns To City

0At this moment, a leader suddenly said, "Reporting to Commander Yang, I don't think that's right. Although we defeated the Leopard Battle Cavalry, it doesn't affect the huge gap in strength between the Red Shirt Sect and us."    0

    

"Therefore, in this situation, it doesn't seem right to try to convince the other side's generals to surrender to us with just a letter."    

    

"Surrendering isn't important!"    

    

Before Yang Xuan could say anything, little Santo's face was suddenly filled with excitement. He said, "The purpose of this letter is not to recruit the enemy."    

    

"Instead of saying it is for the general to see, it is better to say it is for Sanzhu Zarro to see."    

    

"After that general receives the letter, he will definitely report to Sanzhu Zarro immediately."    

    

"This is also a way to express loyalty, but Sanzhu Zarro is naturally paranoid, so he would definitely be slightly wary of that general in his heart."    

    

"Therefore, at a time like this, he will definitely not easily mobilize the other party. Hence, the only person left in the rescue team is the Black Dragon Guard!"    

    

Little Santo's mind was very bright. He immediately pointed out the true intention of Yang Xuan's secret letter.    

    

After everyone understood the mystery behind this, they also clicked their tongues in admiration. This method was simply too wonderful. It was an extremely profound grasp of the situation and the hearts of the people.    

    

"Commander, may I ask how to solve the second problem? Please enlighten me, Commander Yang!"    

    

Little Sang Tuo looked at Yang Xuan with more respect and admiration than before.    

    

He was a proud and arrogant man, and rarely would he sincerely submit to a person. There were many people in this region who were stronger than him, but only a handful of them were worthy of his admiration from the bottom of his heart.    

    

In Little Santo's opinion, even though Sanzhu Zarro had some abilities, he lacked some courage. His thoughts were too conservative. He was definitely not the type that was worthy of his admiration.    

    

Sandalou had used an extreme method to sit on the Sect Leader's throne, and then he had used an iron fist method to make the entire Church of the Red Shirt submit to him. He had made the Church of the Red Shirt advance rapidly, and this was something that was worth being certain about.    

    

However, to little Sandalou, it was only a confirmation. It was far from being worthy of his admiration.    

    

In little Santo's opinion, a large part of the reason why Sanzhu Zarro was able to do these things was because he was born and had the qualifications to fight for all of these. That was why some of these things could be put to good use.    

    

Little Santo believed that if he was placed in the position of Sanzhu Zarro, he could also do the same thing. It was just that his birth was not as good as Sanzhu Zarro's.    

    

Moreover, Little Santo believed that Sanzhu Zarro had already sat firmly on the Pope's throne, and the Church of the Red Shirt had also developed into an unprecedented state.    

    

However, Sanzhu Zarro abided by the rules and continued to stare at this bitter cold piece of land instead of expanding his strength to the outside world.    

    

In little Santo's opinion, this was actually a form of lack of courage and a way of thinking that abided by the rules.    

    

If there was anything on Sandalou that was worthy of Little Santo's admiration, then it was definitely Sandalou's powerful cultivation.    

    

Little Santo's physical condition since he was young was destined that he could not have any achievements in terms of martial power and cultivation, so he spent all his energy on planning and scheming.    

    

However, this did not mean that he did not care about martial power. On the contrary, in little Santo's view, powerful martial power was absolutely a huge help for a person to achieve great things!    

    

Sanzhu Zarro had once been the number one warrior of the Church of the Red Shirt. This was not an undeserved reputation, but true strength!    

    

In a large-scale war a few years ago, Sanzhu Zarro had led a large group of people to battle. He had even brought along many forces from outside tribes to fight together.    

    

The army was divided into more than ten groups and headed in different directions.    

    

In the beginning, the Santo tribe went relatively smoothly. However, when they reached the last target, they discovered that the enemy city's defenses were extremely strong, and the defending troops were extremely tenacious.    

    

The Santo tribe had launched many charges, but they were always defeated by the enemy. After a few rounds of attacks, not only did they not injure the enemy, but they had also paid a huge price.    

    

At that time, Old Santo was so anxious that he did not know what to do.    

    

At that time, Little Santo had actually secretly found some loopholes in the enemy's deployment and city defense. He had also calculated a set of targeted attack plans in his mind.    

    

However, he did not say a single word at that time. As usual, he acted as if he did not exist at all.    

    

That was because Little Santo had a clear goal and a far-reaching plan from the beginning. In his eyes, the outcome of this battle was not important. He was not worth attracting the attention of others prematurely because of this battle.    

    

He even secretly hoped that his brothers would die in the process of attacking.    

    

The target was unable to attack for a long time, and in the end, Old Santo had no choice but to report this matter to Sanzhu Zarro.    

    

Not long after, Sanzhu Zarro personally came with more than ten red armored soldiers riding horses.    

    

Old Santo hurriedly expressed that it was not that he did not try his best, but that the enemy's city defense was too strong. The defending troops were too tenacious, and there was really no other way.    

    

Sanzhu Zarro rode on his horse and casually glanced at the city defense and defending troops not far away. Then, he angrily rebuked Old Santo, saying that he was a trash.    

    

"This kind of city defense can be called strong? It's simply like tofu. Open your dog eyes wide and watch carefully!"    

    

After saying a few angry words to Old Santo, Sanzhu Zarro fiercely clamped his legs on the horse's belly and rode the electric horse straight towards the city defense.    

    

Except for the dozen or so red armored soldiers that Sanzhu Zarro brought, the rest of the people were dumbfounded.    

    

They had never expected that Sanzhu Zarro would do such an incredible thing.    

    

Especially Old Santo. Apart from being shocked, he was also filled with endless fear. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and his entire body was trembling.    

    

Although they knew that Sanzhu Zarro was once the number one warrior of the Church of Red Shirt, he had extraordinary combat strength.    

    

However, he was currently facing a solid city defense that had at least three thousand elite troops remaining. If he were to charge in alone, it would be no different than sending himself to his death.    

    

If Sanzhu Zarro were to appear here, even if it was just a slight mishap, not to mention Old Santo himself, perhaps the entire Santo Tribe would be annihilated!    

    

At that time, Little Santo was really nervous, because he never expected Sanzhu Zarro to be so reckless.    

    

If something were to happen to Sanzhu, as one of Old Santo's sons, he would not be able to keep his head.    

    

Their tribe members would also be implicated. At least half of them would be killed, and the remaining half would be enslaved forever.    

    

However, they soon discovered that their thoughts were completely redundant.