Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

However, the focus in the tent at this moment was the battle plan he had just proposed.

"Lu Yu, your plan is too risky!"

A bearded general suddenly slammed the table and stood up. His voice was like a bell, shaking the candlelight in the tent. "The Spirit Empire is at its peak. If we rashly march out of the city to meet them, wouldn't we be courting death? Are you a spy for the Spirit Empire, trying to lure our army to its own destruction?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the tent.

Several generals nodded in agreement, looking at Lu Yu with scrutiny and distrust in their eyes.

The second prince, who was sitting in the main seat in the tent, frowned slightly, his eyes moving between Lu Yu and the general, as if he was considering.

Lu Yu just smiled slightly, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and the fragrance of tea spread between his lips and teeth, light but long-lasting.

He put down the teacup, his voice calm but with undeniable force: "I have already laid out the plan in full, with all its pros and cons clearly stated.

If you think it is inappropriate, you don't have to adopt it.

Lu is just an outsider, and fulfilling the obligation to inform is sufficient."

These words were neither humble nor arrogant, but they silenced the voices of doubt in the tent.

The bearded general wanted to say more, but was stopped by someone beside him, who whispered to him to dissuade him.

Lu Yu's gaze did not linger, but turned to a corner of the tent where an old man was sitting - General Cheng.

General Cheng's hair and beard were all white, and his face was as thin as an old pine tree, but his eyes were bright and sharp, revealing a keen insight that could see through everything.

He is the mainstay of the Garo Empire's army, with rich experience and unmatched prestige.

At this moment, he was staring at the map on the table, as if in deep thought.

The Second Prince finally spoke in a steady voice, "General Cheng, what do you think?"

Everyone in the tent turned their gaze towards General Cheng.

He slowly raised his head and lightly tapped the map with his skinny finger, landing on a place marked "Valley of Broken Souls".

On the terrain, the voice was low but clear: "Lu Yu's plan is indeed risky.

If we fail, the entire army will be annihilated, with no room for maneuver."

As soon as these words were spoken, the questioning generals showed a hint of pride on their faces.

However, General Cheng changed the subject, "But if successful, the terrain of Broken Soul Valley can help our army regain the lost ground on the front line and reverse the downward trend.

In my opinion, this plan... is feasible."

"feasible"

The two words fell like a heavy hammer, and the tent suddenly became quiet.

The bearded general opened his mouth, but ultimately had nothing to say.

A hint of determination flashed in the Second Prince's eyes, and he nodded and said, "Okay, in that case, let's follow Lu Yu's plan.

Lu Yu, General Cheng, you two stay here to discuss the follow-up details.

The rest of you, disperse."

The generals left one after another, leaving only Lu Yu, General Cheng and the second prince in the tent.

Lu Yu stood up and bowed slightly: "Thank you for your trust, Second Prince."

The second prince waved his hand, but his eyes fell on General Cheng, as if with deep meaning.

After the tent was completely quiet, General Cheng slowly spoke: "Lu Yu, your plan is bold and careful, and each link is closely linked.

I have seen countless people, but you are the first one among the younger generation who has impressed me."

Lu Yu smiled and said modestly, "General Cheng, you are too kind.

The Wuhun Empire is powerful, and I can only do my bit to help."

General Cheng waved his hand, motioning him to sit down, and the two began to have an in-depth discussion about the map.

Lu Yu pointed to the terrain of Broken Soul Valley and explained it in detail: "The high cliffs on both sides of this valley are suitable for ambushing elite troops, and the narrow valley entrance is conducive to luring the enemy deep into the valley.

As long as the Spirit Empire's vanguard enters the valley, our army can cut off their retreat, and then suppress them with spirit skills, forcing them to lose their composure..."

He spoke at a steady pace, and every word was powerful. General Cheng nodded frequently, and the approval in his eyes became more and more intense.

This discussion lasted for a full hour.

Lu Yu broke down every detail of the plan clearly, from the deployment of troops to the combination of soul skills, and even took into account possible changes in weather and terrain.

After hearing this, General Cheng stroked his beard and sighed, "This plan is highly feasible.

Compared with those conservative strategies of hiding in the city, your method has a higher success rate.

Lu Yu, heroes emerge from youth.

The night outside the tent grew darker, and the cold wind made the tent sway slightly.

The Second Prince had already returned to his tent to rest, but before leaving, he privately approached General Cheng and asked tentatively, "General Cheng, what is your opinion of Lu Yu?"

General Cheng's eyes were deep, he pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "This boy is not only a rare young Soul Emperor with outstanding strength, but also has both courage and strategy.

No general in the army can match him.

In time, he will become a talented leader who will shock the world."

These words made the Second Prince's eyes flash with shock. He knew very well that General Cheng had a very strict vision. The fact that he could receive such an evaluation showed Lu Yu's talent.

However, the Second Prince sighed immediately: "It's a pity that Lu Yu is from the Heaven Dou Empire and only came to help because of his grudge against the Wuhun Empire.

I'm afraid such a talent would be difficult for me, Jialuo, to use."

General Cheng smiled, a sly look flashed in his eyes: "Your Highness, the way to keep people here is not necessarily to offer rewards and titles.

I heard that Lu Yu is very interested in beautiful women, so I have a plan."

He paused and whispered, "Half a year ago, I adopted a daughter. She is outstanding in both appearance and figure, and she can lead an army. Why not let her get close to Lu Yu? Perhaps she can be used by me."

The Second Prince's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he instantly understood the meaning: "Master Cheng said... to take him as a son-in-law?"

General Cheng nodded, a smile on his face: "That's right.

If Your Highness finds it feasible, I will arrange for her to contact Lu Yu."

The Second Prince clapped his hands and laughed, "Alright, if this succeeds, Elder Cheng will be credited with the main credit!"

The two smiled at each other, and the plan was finalized.

The next morning, the morning mist had not yet dissipated in the military camp, and Lu Yu was practicing in an open space outside the tent.

Soul power flowed around his body, with faint sounds of wind and thunder, and his black robe swayed slightly in the morning breeze.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, sensing the circulation of soul power in his body. The strength of a level 64 Soul Emperor allowed him to look down on everyone in this military camp.

Suddenly, the sound of crisp footsteps broke the silence. Lu Yu opened his eyes and looked at the person who came.

She was a woman, wearing light silver armor and a slender scimitar at her waist. Her steps were light but with the firmness unique to soldiers.

She was petite, looking only twelve or thirteen years old, but had an extremely beautiful appearance. There was a special circular mark on her left cheek, like a crescent moon, which added a bit of mystery to her.

The woman stopped, bowed slightly, and said in a clear voice: "Left Army Commander Cheng Yufeng has been ordered to meet with Lord Lu Yu to discuss combat matters."

When Lu Yu heard this, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Cheng Yufeng combines heroism and beauty, like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, both sharp and eye-catching.

He rose to return the greeting and smiled, saying, "Commander Cheng, you are too kind. I never expected that General Cheng's granddaughter would have such grace."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yufeng smiled lightly and shook his head, saying, "Lord Lu has misunderstood. I am not General Cheng's granddaughter, but the adopted daughter he adopted half a year ago."

When these words came out, Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, and then his heart was shocked.

Cheng Yufeng's name and temperament made him think of Bai Chenxiang in the original world - Ma Hongjun's partner, who was also petite, smart and heroic.

However, he quickly denied his guess.

The trajectory of this world has long been deviated due to many variables. Bai Chenxiang, Ma Hongjun and other characters who should have appeared did not show up, and Cheng Yufeng's appearance should just be a coincidence.

He chuckled and shook his head, "I was overthinking it.

Commander Cheng, please come into the account to discuss this."

The two men walked into the tent and discussed the battle for the next day.

Cheng Yufeng made no secret of his admiration for Lu Yu's plan, saying frankly, "Lord Lu's plan is far superior to the cowardly city-defending strategies of those soldiers.

If we hold on for a long time, the Wuhun Empire will only get closer and closer, and the fall of the city is only a matter of time.

Taking the initiative is the right way!"

Her tone was passionate, and her eyes flashed with desire for the battlefield. After hearing this, Lu Yu couldn't help but feel a sense of resonance in his heart.

"What Commander Cheng said coincides with what I said."

Lu Yu nodded, unfolded the map, pointed at the Broken Soul Valley and said, "The key to this battle is to lure the enemy deep into our territory.

Can Commander Cheng's elite troops from the left army take on this important task?"

Cheng Yufeng nodded without hesitation and said, "Everyone in the Zuo Army is willing to serve Lord Lu!"

The two of them discussed the matter with each other, their tactical concepts were highly aligned, the details were quickly finalized, and the entire docking process was extremely smooth.

At this moment, a steady sound of footsteps was heard outside the tent. General Cheng walked in slowly and said with feigned concern, "Yufeng, you are impatient and have radical ideas. Don't get into conflict with Lord Lu."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the two of them talking happily. A smile flashed in his eyes, and then he said seriously: "This battle is of vital importance and concerns the safety of the city. I hope you two will give it your all.

Lu Yu, I have high hopes for you, young people will rule the world!"

After saying this, he turned and left with a calm pace.

Lu Yu looked at General Cheng's back, his eyes slightly fixed.

Combined with what I heard yesterday about "retaining people"

After thinking about the plan, he looked at the heroic Cheng Yufeng beside him and instantly understood General Cheng's intention.

A strange feeling arose in my heart, but a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

He did not point it out, but just shook his head slightly and continued to discuss the details with Cheng Yufeng.

Outside the tent, the morning mist gradually dissipated, and the sound of war drums could be heard faintly in the distance.

Lu Yu looked through the curtain at the rising sun in the sky, and there was a hint of inexplicable expectation in his heart.

Cheng Yufeng stood beside him, his silver armor reflecting the morning light, like a leaping flame.

The faint light of morning light fell on the Wuhun Empire's tent outside Fengshan City. The pale yellow light softly outlined the outline of the tent, as if covering this solemn and murderous place with a layer of gauze.

The air was filled with the coolness of the early morning, and the dew condensed on the grass leaves had not yet dissipated. However, the quiet atmosphere could not conceal the tension of the impending war.

Inside the camp, the embers of the campfire emitted a faint smoke, and occasionally a few low horse neighs broke the silence. In the distance, the walls of Fengshan City were looming in the morning mist, like a dormant giant beast, silently watching the coming storm.

Lu Yu stood on a high slope and glanced at the Wuhun Empire camp below.

His figure was elongated by the morning light, his black robe swayed gently in the breeze, and the soul guide device held tightly in his hand emitted a faint metallic luster.

His eyes were deep and calm, as if he was already accustomed to such pre-war confrontations.

Days of fighting made his face look a little tired, but his eyes were always burning with an inextinguishable fighting spirit.

As a member of the Garo Empire, he knew very well the significance of today's battle to Fengshan City - if they held on, there would be hope; if they lost, there would be no recovery.

In the camp, the soul masters of the Wuhun Empire walked out of their tents one after another.

They were wearing heavy armor and holding various weapons, but their steps seemed a little slow.

Many people had lingering fatigue on their faces, yawning, rubbing their sore shoulders, and complaining in low voices about the exhaustion from days of fighting.

Lu Yu's gaze fell on a young soul master. The man was wiping the spear in his hand with his head down. The tip of the spear flashed coldly in the morning light, but his eyes were confused, as if he was shaken about the meaning of this war.

Lu Yu frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "After days of fierce fighting, the morale of the Wuhun Empire is no longer as high as it was at the beginning."

Not far away, a middle-aged man in silver armor stood in the center of the camp, holding a scroll of combat orders in his hand.

His face was resolute, but there was a hint of worry between his brows.

As a mid-level general, he was well aware of the fatigue of his soldiers.

Although the offensive in the previous few days had suppressed the Jialuo Empire to the point where it was almost unable to fight back, the Wuhun Empire had also paid a heavy price - the loss of 8,000 elite soul masters was like a sharp blade, deeply piercing his heart.

He turned to look at an adjutant beside him and whispered, "Prepare the soul cannons. Let's take down Fengshan City in one fell swoop today!"

Although his tone was firm, he couldn't hide the fatigue in his eyes.

The adjutant nodded in agreement and turned to convey the order.

The middle-aged general's gaze involuntarily swept across the camp, and the figures of those exhausted soldiers made his heart sink.

He was not unaware of the difficulty of the war, but the higher-ups had not adjusted their strategy, and no reinforcements had been sent.

He has made suggestions many times, but because of his low status, his words were not taken seriously.

and were ignored.

At this moment, he stood in the morning breeze, his clenched fists trembling slightly, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.

He even had a simple wish - he hoped that the war would end soon so that these soldiers could return home to reunite and protect their homes.

However, this wish seems so insignificant in the face of the cruel war.

He sighed softly and turned to make final preparations before the battle.

Among the Spirit Empire's siege lineup, the most eye-catching one is Titled Douluo Zhou Tong.

His figure stood at the front of the camp like a mountain, and the sword in his hand exuded a terrifying aura in the morning light.

His martial spirit "Bull Demon Fire"

Known for his destructive power, the combination of flames and brute force makes every move of his seem like a natural disaster.

At this moment, he stood on a high place, gazing coldly at Fengshan City in the distance, with an arrogant arc at the corner of his mouth.

Although the soldiers behind him were exhausted, they all stood up straight and cheered up under his pressure.

The sound of war drums suddenly rang out, breaking the tranquility of the morning light.

Zhou Tong slowly raised the sword in his hand, and the sword drew a cold light in the air.

He took a deep breath, his voice resounding like a bell throughout the room: "The Garo Empire has no more defenses! If we capture the city today, you will be the heroes! If you continue to resist, the day the city gates are breached will be the day the defenders die!"

His voice was filled with unquestionable majesty, and every word was like a knife, stabbing towards Fengshan City, trying to psychologically defeat the soldiers defending the city.

On the city walls, the soldiers of the Gara Empire gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with both anger and helplessness. (End of Chapter)