A Man Like None Other Chapter 6525
Welcome, esteemed readers, to an exhilarating new chapter in the saga of “A Man Like None Other”!
- Witness David’s unparalleled strategic mind as he confronts overwhelming numerical superiority.
- Discover how ancient artifacts and challenging terrain become pivotal elements in high-stakes warfare.
- Explore the audacious decision to engage in a decisive final battle right at the gates of the Heavenly Palace.
Welcome back to another thrilling installment!
The strategic brilliance of David in the face of overwhelming odds.The critical role of terrain and ancient artifacts in warfare.A daring gamble on the final battleground, with the fate of the Heavenly Palace hanging in the balance.
Chapter 6525 Attack.
Qingqiu glanced at him, a faint smile crooked on his lips.
This boy is getting more and more interesting.
David stood up and walked over to the map.
His gaze swept across the dense lines, his mind filled with calculations.
Two thousand versus four thousand five thousand, the difference in troop strength was more than double.
But they were in a defensive position and had terrain advantage.
The Ten Thousand Demon Ridge had nine layers of barriers, and the demon warriors hid in the Misty Forest. The barrier can be blocked, but the key is how to block it.
“Your Majesty,” he said while pointing at the Misty Forest, “how long can the Misty Forest hold them off?”
Qingqiu thought for a moment, “Two days at most. The Heavenly Venerate’s Barrier Breaking Pearl is an ancient divine artifact, specially designed to resist fog-type restrictions. Coupled with their greater numbers and repeated attacks, the Misty Forest’s defenses will be broken through within two days.”
Two days.
David repeated the word, then nodded. “Enough. Our goal is not to repel them. No matter how strong the nine-layer barrier is, it will eventually be eroded by three times the number of troops attacking in succession.”
What we need to do is reduce their strength as much as possible before the barrier is broken through, and then eliminate the main force of the Heavenly Palace in one attack on the designated battlefield.
Qingyunzi stroked his white beard, a glimmer of approval flashing in his eyes. “Mr. Chen’s thinking is in line with mine. Defense is to weaken the opponent, and weakening the opponent is to counterattack. The question is, where should we choose the battlefield?”
David’s finger traced the map, stopping at the open area in front of the Wan Yao Ridge gate. “Here.”
“In front of the mountain gate?” The Great Elder of the All Law Sect frowned. “The mountain gate is the last line of defense. If we fight a decisive battle here and lose, the consequences will be unimaginable.”
“We will not fail.” David’s voice was not loud, but it was like an iron nail driven into everyone’s hearts, “because Venerable Tianji will die here.”
He paused for a moment, then began making arrangements.
“The first to third layers of restrictions are only for defense, not attack. Make use of the Misty Forest’s natural barriers to weaken their vanguard at minimal cost.”
The demon soldiers are skilled in jungle warfare. They were ordered to ambush small troops isolated in the woods, attack once and retreat without engaging in prolonged combat.
“From the fourth to the sixth layer of restrictions, we defended while retreating. With each layer we passed, we made them pay an additional price.”
Push the demon beasts of the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge to the front lines and disrupt the formation of the Heavenly Palace.
“The seventh through ninth layers of restrictions must be defended at all costs. These are the last three barriers before the mountain gate, and each one is heavily guarded.”
Guiyuanzi led the Guiyuan Sect disciples to guard the seventh level, Qingyunzi, the leader of the sect, led the Qingyun Sword Sect to guard the eighth level, and Wanfamen guarded the ninth level.
These three restrictions work together, so whichever party is in danger, both parties can provide support simultaneously.
“Your Majesty King Qingqiu.”
David turned to Qingqiu, “You will be stationed at the mountain gate to control the overall situation. The demon soldiers will attack from both sides, cutting off their retreat and supplies. Once the Tianji Palace troops are trapped in front of the mountain gate, they will be trapped like turtles in an urn.”
Qingqiu nodded slightly. “Then what about you?”
“I?”
David’s lips curved into a very faint smile. “I will wait for Venerable Tianji in front of the mountain gate. If he wants to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, he must pass through me first.”
The night was as dark as ink, and the Wanyao Ridge mountains were silent in darkness, like a lurking beast.
The golden sun set behind the western mountains, while two suns, one silver-white and the other crimson, rose alternately, casting an eerie light on the misty forest.
The mist glowed with a faint silvery red hue under the moonlight, like an endless sea of blood.
From the depths of the forest came the low roar of a monster, a deep and long sound that echoed endlessly throughout the valley.
The open space in front of the mountain gate was cleared, and the square that stretched for thousands of feet was covered with ancient runes.
These runes were carved by Qingqiu himself, and every stroke contained the power of the demon race’s bloodline.
On the mountain walls on both sides of the square, the sword cultivators of the Qingyun Sword Sect set up the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin Formation. Thousands of flying swords floated in the air, their tips pointing outwards, their cold light flashing like galaxies.
The array masters of the Wanfa Sect laid eighteen layers of overlapping restrictions around the plaza, layer after layer, interlocking, turning the entire open space into an impregnable fortress.
David stood in front of the mountain gate, his blue robe fluttering in the night breeze, the Dragon Slayer Sword hanging from his waist, the purple light of the sword blending with the moonlight in the night sky.
He closed his eyes, and the chaotic power within his body flowed slowly.
His cultivation at the seventh level of the True Immortal Realm was completely stable, and every inch of his flesh, every meridian, and every bone contained destructive power.
The protective runes of the Great Luo Golden Scripture were faintly visible under the skin, and the pale golden dragon pattern could be activated at any time.
Jiang Xuelan stood behind him, wearing snow-white clothes.
He had changed into the spirit armor that David had brought from the Gods Alliance treasury, and was holding a silver-white longsword in his hand, the blade of which was engraved with ancient runes.
His face looked calm, but the fingers gripping the sword hilt turned slightly white.
“Are you scared?” David didn’t open his eyes.