Summoners: One Golden Term per Level

Chapter 423 - 19: Guerrilla Warfare

"How is the effect?"

The Empress looked at Zhe Lu. Zhe Lu, with his arm made of Black Crows, said, "The gathering was swift, and it seems the patrols nearby have been intensified."

"It’s quiet now, but Die Xin said their nearby patrols have increased."

"And cultivators have started joining the patrols. Their clansmen dare not transform into cypresses to get close, for fear of being discovered."

"It seems the Lie Mountain Tribe is not just a name; at least their military discipline is decent."

The Empress nodded.

Can Gang nodded as well, saying, "After all, the Lie Mountain Tribe has been the Common Lord of the world for such a long time, they have some methods."

"Moreover, since the Vanguard Army can act as the vanguard, the quality of the people coming won’t be low. It’s just that in the beginning, our weapons caught them off guard."

"Continue the harassment, cooperate with Die Xin, both harass at the same time, conduct guerrilla warfare."

The Empress spoke, knowing the Die Xin Tribe is the most suited tribe for guerrilla warfare.

Their bodies in the mountain range are almost indistinguishable from plants, unless faced with those vastly superior High-level Cultivators.

They are extremely difficult to detect.

It’s just that they don’t have this concept. Each of these tribes would be the equivalent of special forces on Blue Star.

But previously, the Jiuli Tribe used them very crudely.

And Shen Fei has redefined warfare based on the different witchcrafts mastered by each tribe.

"Alright!"

...

Mufu Mountain Range.

Some cultivators were resitting to start their cultivation anew, and some soldiers were about to rest.

Yet neither could calm their minds, especially those who experienced the river-crossing battle.

They had seen for the first time a weapon capable of killing them from a long distance. Now, an attack comparable to a Tier Four cultivator’s might fall on their heads at any time.

How could they sleep under such conditions?

This concerns their very lives; wanting to restore their state now.

It’s naturally hard to calm down.

But over time, some cultivators and soldiers began to regain their composure, returning to cultivation and sleep!

Gonggong also began to ponder how to push the Jiuli Tribe’s frontline back across the river.

But just then.

Around the camp, trees that appeared ordinary suddenly started moving.

If you looked closely, you could see human faces and features on the trunks of these trees.

"Later, throw these explosives into that camp. After the explosion, don’t linger, leave immediately!"

Upon closer inspection.

You could see fist-sized objects hanging from the branches of these trees, resembling fruits in the night.

As they were about to approach the camp, these dark objects were hurled forcefully towards it.

Simultaneously.

’Boom!’

Once again, a thunderous explosion echoed, sending the camp that had quieted down back into chaos.

But they seemed prepared, as no cultivators emerged.

And at the next moment.

The explosives fell outside the camp, and countless flashes of fire appeared in an instant.

On the other side.

There were a series of chaotic sounds.

"Commander Gonggong has been blown up!"

"Damn, the supply depot is on fire!"

"Rally, everyone rally!"

The cultivators on guard outside saw the flames and immediately used magic to illuminate the surroundings while casting spells upwards.

Brilliant light spread around the camp.

Within the camp.

The soldiers who had just fallen asleep and the cultivating cultivators awoke immediately.

Hearing the chaotic sounds and explosions.

Especially hearing Gonggong had been blown up.

They dared not delay, quickly getting up and even waking the people beside them.

"Stop cultivating, Lord Gonggong has been blown up; they must have used a very powerful weapon!"

"The sky is falling!"

Figures rushed outside, even Gong Xun was enveloped in anger, surrounded by ripples of water.

But when they arrived, looking at the empty front, their faces turned pale.

Seeing the magical glow, Gonggong immediately got up and exited the camp.

He had also heard the statement "Commander Gonggong was blown up," and his face turned grim.

"I am fine! And those patrolling, get back here! Why send warning signals when there’s no enemy?"

The cultivators who hurried over for the patrol also looked aggrieved, saying, "We saw the flash, so we sent it."

"It was just a little force, barely enough to break a piece of stone."

Chi Songzi saw the small pit outside the camp; it was smaller than holes made by soldiers wielding swords normally.

"What exactly is the Jiuli Tribe doing? Just harassing us?"

Chi Songzi looked puzzled, fake attacks twice, could it just be to harass them?

With a cold voice, Gonggong said, "They want us to stay vigilant at all times, but even for cultivators, unless they’re Tier Six.

"Below Tier Six, there’s no way they won’t need rest, it’s fine once or twice."

"But if it goes on, it will surely exhaust us mentally."

Gonggong’s experience in external warfare was much greater than Chi Songzi’s, and he had already understood the Jiuli Tribe’s intentions.

For a moment, the soldiers and cultivators who came out were grumbling, especially the cultivators.

Cultivation requires a clear mind; if this repeated, they worried about going astray!

"Since this is a Jiuli Tribe’s plot, should we ignore the explosions and flashes until they truly attack..."

Chi Songzi said.

Surrounding cultivators, tormented twice, nodded in agreement.

But with a cold voice, Gonggong replied, "Once or twice it’s a feint, but what if they come once for real?"

"If gathering results in no response, who will be responsible for the immediate loss?"

This left even Chi Songzi speechless, and Gonggong rubbed his temples. Their understanding of the Jiuli Tribe was that of a tribe ferocious on the battlefield.

Their only reliance before was that Divine Gold Weapon.

They weren’t even afraid of those with witchcraft; they had cultivators to handle that.

Now it seems the Jiuli Tribe has changed the application of witchcraft.

Made it more versatile, and more bothersome.

Gonggong then looked at Chi Songzi and said, "We need the tribe to send more cultivators over, not just any kind, all kinds need to come."

Chi Songzi immediately retorted, "Impossible, cultivators need to cultivate; it’s also what the Common Lord agreed to."

"It’s impossible to draw a large number of cultivators."

"Then tell me, what should we do? The Jiuli Tribe’s witchcraft is indefensible. What happened before was probably from the Die Xin Tribe."

"They can transform into trees, making it hard to detect using normal means."

"Since they can do this, we can learn, we can go to their camp..." Chi Songzi hadn’t finished before being rebutted by Gonggong.

"We’re in a mountain range, thick with forests, the view is obscured, there’s a lot of atmospheric interference making it hard to spot the other side."

"They’re on flat ground, with a broad view, able to see anyone approaching at any time."

"They can harass and retreat easily. But we can’t, not to mention we don’t even have cultivators like the Lianku Tribe here." Gonggong rubbed his temples.

It’s so troublesome.

"This won’t do, that won’t do. Retreating to the Mufu Mountain Range isn’t this due to your poor fighting strategy!"

Chi Songzi was annoyed, he wasn’t particularly adept at warfare, and being made a mess like this annoyed him even more.