Chapter 533 Li Mi Mo Ranchen

At this time, on the front battlefield not far away where Wu Yunzhao, Wu Tianxi, Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling and Kuafu were fighting fiercely, another confrontation of an even larger scale was taking place intensely.

The temporary leader of the thirty-six rebel kings, Xuanyuan Po, was leading a group of rebel kings and forming a tense situation with the army of Yang Jian, Duke of Sui. The two armies were confronting each other and the sound of fighting was deafening.

Xuanyuan Po, the hero who rose in the troubled times, was tall and strong, with a resolute face, and his armor sparkled in the sun. He stood at the forefront of the rebel army, his eyes as sharp as torches, scanning the opposing Daxuan army.

Beside him was Li Mi from Wagangzhai and various rebel kings. They were either standing or sitting, all with solemn expressions.

Next to Xuanyuan Po, Li Mi, the leader of Wagangzhai, was dressed as a scholar, but his heroic spirit could not be concealed.

He held a long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword lightly tapping the ground, and a sinister light flashed in his eyes.

"Leader Xuanyuan, the old thief Yang Jian has many soldiers and generals, we can't fight him head-on."

"We need to find its flaw and strike it deadly."

There was a hint of calmness and strategy in Li Mi's words.

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Po turned and looked at Li Mi.

Li Mi smiled slightly, and his fingers gently stroked the blade, as if he was thinking about something: "Yang Jian relies heavily on his elite troops. If we can find a way to disperse his forces and defeat them one by one, we may be able to win in one battle."

After a pause, he said softly to Xuanyuan Po: "Alliance leader, although our army is large, we need to fight quickly to avoid more trouble. We need to find a flaw and kill them with one strike."

What this means is that you, the leader, need to put in some effort.

Li Mi had always been wary of the Xuanyuan leader, who owned a large area of ​​resources from the southern barbarians and the central region, and who had taken control at lightning speed as soon as he went north and joined forces with the rebel kings.

"Master Xuanyuan, although our army is large, the old villain Yang Jian is no ordinary man. He has many brave generals under his command and is well versed in military tactics."

"If we only rely on the existing forces, it may be difficult to win a quick victory."

"Does the leader have other plans, or... more powerful allies?"

Thinking of this, he spoke again, trying to catch a hint of impending action from Xuanyuan Po's words.

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Po curled up a meaningful smile. He slowly turned around and looked at Li Mi deeply, as if his eyes could see through his inner fluctuations.

"Brother Li Mi is right. The old villain Yang Jian should not be underestimated, but I am not fighting alone."

He intentionally or unintentionally revealed the profound background in his hands, but did not reveal his trump card directly.

After hearing this, Li Mi was shocked, but he remained calm on the surface. In his heart, he began to re-evaluate the strength and ambition of this alliance leader.

"The leader has foresight and is truly a blessing to us."

"If we can use this power to defeat Yang Jian in one fell swoop, then the overall situation of the war in the southern part of Daxuan will be in our hands."

There was both flattery and temptation in Li Mi's words. He wanted to know how Xuanyuan Po planned to use this "hidden power".

"Brother Li Mi, since you and I are allies, we should work together to achieve great things."

"However, regarding this power, I still need some time to prepare."

"Before that, what we need to do is to keep the pressure on Yang Jian so that he can't easily mobilize troops."

Xuanyuan Po laughed, with a sharp look in his eyes. He patted Li Mi's shoulder gently, appearing particularly intimate, but there was a hint of wit in his words.

Li Mi had some doubts in his heart when he heard this, but seeing that Xuanyuan Po had no intention of saying anything more, he could only look at the battlefield with regret.

He secretly decided that no matter what, he must protect himself in this chaotic world, and at the same time, he must make the most of the power of this anti-king alliance to pave the way for his future. "What the leader said is absolutely right. I will do my best to prepare for the decisive battle."

"As long as the leader gives the order, the soldiers of our Wagang Camp will charge into battle and follow you to the death."

Thinking of this, Li Mi smiled slightly and responded.

After hearing this, Xuanyuan Po nodded with satisfaction. He knew that Li Mi was a smart man and someone who knew the times.

He did not directly reveal his back-up plan, both to maintain the sense of mystery and to prevent Li Mi, a scheming man, from doing something behind the scenes.

In these turbulent times, trust is a luxury and vigilance is a necessity.

Although the conversation between the two seemed close on the surface, in fact, each of them was testing the other's bottom line and strength.

The witty conversation between Xuanyuan Po and Li Mi came to an end, and their eyes were simultaneously cast towards a figure at the front of the stage not far away.

That figure was like a stabilizing force on the battlefield. Even in this tense environment with swords drawn and screams of killing, he seemed unusually calm, as if everything was under control.

This person is the commander-in-chief of the thirty-six anti-king coalition forces, the saint-level commander - Mo Ranchen!

Mo Ranchen, as his name suggests, has the elegance of a scholar, and also the determination to kill on the battlefield.

His temperament is cold and profound, like a biting cold wind, which makes people feel awe.

He is tall and wears a black battle robe with the corners fluttering in the wind, like a ghost in the dark night. His long hair is as black as ink, floating in the wind, adding a bit of unruly and wildness.

Mo Ranchen's past is a legend of glory and suffering.

He was born into a declining military family in one of the many small countries on the border between the southern part of the Great Xuan Dynasty and the Southern Barbarians. He showed extraordinary military talent since he was a child.

When he was young, he once led a few thousand soldiers on his own to launch a surprise attack on an enemy camp of 30,000 troops, and became famous in one battle.

From then on, the military circles in that area consisting of many small countries were known as "thousands of soldiers stained with ink, and dust and wind breaking the waves".

After that, he fought wars in this area, spanning many small countries, and never lost a battle. Every battle was like a paintbrush in his hand, sketching out a magnificent picture of war.

However, although Mo Ranchen had never been defeated in his battles, there was always an indescribable loneliness deep in his heart.

He knew very well that the area he was in was chaotic and small, with constant conflicts among the many small countries.

And he seemed to be able to do nothing but live in this small world.

Until that day, a wise and capable man named Xuanyuan Po appeared before him. He could see the loneliness and unwillingness in Mo Ranchen's heart at a glance.

I know that what this peerless commander needs is not a chaotic and narrow stage, but a broad world where he can fully display his talents.

Xuanyuan Po came to Mo Ranchen's tent and directly invited him to come out of seclusion to work together for a great cause.

From then on, Mo Ranchen became the commander-in-chief of many elite troops under Xuanyuan Po, and his military talents were fully utilized.

Later, with the support of Xuanyuan Po, the temporary leader of the thirty-six anti-king coalition, he led hundreds of thousands of troops and launched a fierce battle with the Daxuan Dynasty.

His tactics were varied and flexible, making it impossible for the enemy to figure out his intentions. His psychological tactics also demoralized the enemy, making it impossible for them to fight to their full potential.

Under his command, the anti-king coalition forces were unstoppable, capturing cities and territories along the way, until now they were facing Yang Jian, who had come south to quell the rebellion of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)