C1737 (1/2)

Lu Yu sat at the commander's tent, and soon a general reported the battle.

He has 30000 cavalry and 100000 pawns.

And the number of white armor soldiers held by the other side is the same.

If you want to win this game, you need to kill all the white armor soldiers of the other side.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the distance, there was a thundering of drums.

The soldiers in white armor came towards the black soldiers in the beating sound of drums.

However, the black soldiers in Lu Yu's hands are still in place, motionless.

As soon as the two armies engaged, the black army was immediately hit by crushing destruction.

At the same time, Lu Yu in Shuai Zhang opened his eyes at last.

”These soldiers are puppets. They must be controlled by the spirit power.” Lu Yu's eyes flashed a flash of enlightenment.

This chess game is not so simple.

If the strength of the spirit and spirit of the people who come in is not enough, then although he has tens of thousands of soldiers, he can only control a few soldiers at most, and will inevitably lose in the end.

”Well, I'll start playing chess with you!”

In Lu Yu's chest, there is also a trace of war spirit.

He looked at his brow a little, and behind him appeared a huge shadow of ghosts and gods. His eyes were holy, as if he were watching the vast void.

Lu Yu has entered the realm of fairyland. At this moment, he separated his divine consciousness. Tens of thousands of divine senses flew out and landed on every black armored soldier.

Buzzing -

there was a low noise, and a pair of eyes were lit up in the originally dead army.