"It seems the other side is wary of it and wants to separate it from us," Angelina said through the communicator.

That was quite a dismissive response, but what Angelina said wasn't without reason.

Dovir, who had remained silent, was very excited. He never thought the day would come when he could fight side by side with this real-life Revenge Shadow Rider. Although there wasn't a direct relationship, the indirect ties were significant. Unfortunately, Hugo's failure had completely extinguished any good mood.

Looking back at Revenge Shadow Rider, Undead No. 2 had been sent flying. Even Jiu Ling, who was no easy opponent, was completely suppressed by the seemingly unsolvable offense of Revenge Shadow Rider, retreating step by step. The frequency of their attacks and defenses was very high, but a careful observer could see that Jiu Ling was already becoming overwhelmed.

Who was Revenge Shadow Rider? The attacks he made were, to date, not yet met by anyone who could withstand them. Moreover, every movement he made was perfectly timed to block Jiu Ling's escape routes.

Generals from various countries were no longer watching the battle through a live broadcast, but through Sky Eye imagery, which better conveyed the terrifying pressure of Revenge Shadow Rider. The constant clinking sounds were non-stop... At this moment, Jiu Ling had already lost her balance. She was like a solitary boat in the ocean, swaying unsteadily and at any moment could be overwhelmed by the fierce battle prowess of Revenge Shadow Rider, which could be likened to a giant wave. The shocks she endured were so intense that she didn't know when they had caused a sweet taste in her chest, ready to vomit blood at any time. Nevertheless, she kept pushing herself, believing there was still a tiny chance of victory. If she didn't keep fighting, she would certainly be finished instantly.

Jiu Ling, at the end of her strength, no longer knew how many strikes she had blocked... As a warrior, and a female warrior at that, her willpower was admirable. But all things must come to an end eventually.

Revenge Shadow Rider unleashed another sword strike, this one faster and more preemptive than all previous ones. But Jiu Ling, in a split-second decision, launched an attack, raising her arm for an upward diagonal slash. It seemed she wanted to break free from the horrifying suppression of Revenge Shadow Rider.

With a clang, at the moment of contact, the Devil Angel suit shook again. Sadly, its force was far inferior, and she had no choice but to let go of the sword and try to grasp it with the other hand for a counter-strike, followed by a kick.

Clang! Revenge Shadow Rider lost balance and forcibly absorbed the kick with his suit. Sure enough, it was Jiu Ling who could still counterattack at such a moment. But Feng Yi had already seen through Jiu Ling's intentions. He also let go of the Black Blade and made it spin around his suit. His suit was only slightly pushed back by Jiu Ling's kick, but then he suddenly sped up, catching the weapon and delivering a swift slash in one smooth movement.

Shriek... boom...

Half of the Devil Angel's body was cleaved off, and with that strike, Feng Yi had used all his strength. Jiu Ling fell...

It had not been long when Jiu Ling was defeated in seconds. Perhaps facing three or five Revenge Shadow Riders, she indeed could not win or even compete, but if they encountered each other alone, the outcome was evident. The prodigy of an era, Jiu Ling, was suddenly brought down...

The spectators from Saudi could not, and would not, believe that this was true. Who was she? Jiu Ling, the newfound genius that Saudi had produced in so many years, was ranked among the top three of the 12-Star Generals and was just in her early twenties. It could be said that in these years when Saudi lacked geniuses, it was always Jiu Ling holding the fort. Her personal honors could match anyone of her age... But how could she be so easily defeated by the opponent?

The Saudi super soldiers clearly did not yet know the situation here. In fact, our own super soldiers were also unaware that Jiu Ling had been shot down, as all super soldiers had been drawn far away. However, Kexiao was aware; he was the first to cut off the communication signal from Jiu Ling and claimed that Jiu Ling had already headed back.

People only saw Jiu Ling's screen suddenly go dark—there were only two possibilities for that. The first was that she had been teleported back to base through a light transmission and was out of contact, and as for the second possibility...

Nobody doubted what Kexiao said, as defeating Hugo was already today's greatest victory. Moreover, with the appearance of the Revenge Shadow Rider, it was reasonable for her to head back now. To be honest, even I wasn't confident about continuing to fight against such a monster, not to mention others. Anyone who had seen the Revenge Shadow Rider's battle footage was more or less apprehensive about this guy.

Kexiao's smile remained unchanged as he disconnected the communication, and the screen went black. Suddenly, his expression turned cold... If it hadn't been for Xiuluo, Jiu Ling wouldn't have been stuck. The fundamental reason lay in the appearance of the Revenge Shadow Rider, which had disrupted Xiuluo's state. But, had Jiu Ling followed orders, she wouldn't have ended up like this. Kexiao clenched his fist tightly, then slowly relaxed it...

I had thought that Jiu Ling was quite rational; unexpectedly, she, too... But something seemed wrong with Xiuluo. Could it be a problem with the drug? If the issue with Xiuluo originated from the drug itself, then that bunch of so-called mad scientists should all be severely punished by a military tribunal.

However, as much as it was difficult for Saudi, the Federation was not having an easy time either. As the saying goes, life and death are predestined, and riches and honor are determined by heaven. Being on the battlefield meant just that—you accept your fate as it comes. Feng Yi, after shooting down Jiu Ling, chose not to pursue further but instead headed straight toward the main forces of Wind Thunder... His painstakingly nurtured heart and soul lay there; he could not just stand by and watch it be neglected.

Feng Yi headed directly in that direction, where John, Head Wolf, and Gunpowder Barrel were in command, all following the plans laid out in advance and transmitting instructions accordingly. For instance, if the enemy acts this way, this is what we should do, and if the enemy acts that way, here's our response.

Admittedly, I do not know much about command theory, but do some things truly need to be deliberately learned? Not necessarily. Military tactics, in my view, are nothing more than a summary of life experiences writ large, like feinting east to attack west or showing leniency to ensnare an enemy. These are things Feng Yi had figured out on his own by the age of six while hunting, and such skills don't actually require formal learning. What needs to be learned, frankly speaking, is the psychology—understanding what kind of person your opponent is allows you to devise a winning strategy.

Because Feng Yi didn't understand Kexiao and held him in high esteem, he believed that ordinary tactics might not only be ineffective against this man but could even be exploited to his own detriment. That's why he took such a circuitous route. As for having any certainty, Feng Yi was unclear, given that there were too many of what the ancients called stratagems involved. Luring the enemy deep into one's own territory? Using deceitful schemes? Or perhaps borrowing strength from another to strike? Such a clever use of the borrowed knife—while others borrow a knife to kill enemies, he awaited his foes' assault with a rested force, preparing an ambush at the camp.

It was unfortunate that the Imperial Army outnumbered Wind Thunder, and as the saying goes, with thrice the numbers you can launch an assault, and with six times the enemy's strength, you can take cities. In reality, against overwhelming numbers, the practical significance of coordination becomes very low, almost negligible.

Nonetheless, one should not ignore a crucial point: individual combat ability and execution are also major factors determining the outcome of a battle. Who do you think Feng Yi is? He is the Wind Thunder special-grade instructor, the God's Thorn Legion special training instructor, a Special Envoy often infiltrating behind enemy lines, a hardened soldier who rose from a foot soldier to a general. Such a person may have a temper or may be modest and courteous—all depending on whether he wishes to disguise himself. Without a doubt, a troop led by a lion, even if it consists of sheep, can still exhibit the ferocity of wolves.

As the saying goes, one lion can lead a den of bears; inversely, a sheep leading a troop, no matter how militarily adept, can only display the prowess of sheep. The essence doesn't lie in how you train or how you lead troops in battle, but in how you solidify that force, creating an unbreakable collective.

Feng Yi accomplished this. They were comrades on the battlefield, superiors and soldiers during training, and brothers who joked and laughed together in everyday life. Feng Yi would often discuss with a bunch of older fellows which girl had a larger chest or a more ample behind, along with some topics not fit for polite conversation. However, morale is fostered in this everyday life—a collective trust. It can be said that the Wind Thunder Legion's adoration for Feng Yi far surpasses that for the Revenge Shadow Rider.

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