Zhang Xing had just set off with his army when a secret report from the Vermilion Bird Sect reached their headquarters.
Soon, the Vermilion Bird Army at the border became nervous.
It wasn't as if they hadn't done anything in the past three years.
Every year, they would send three to five million soldiers to the border.
They were naturally aware that the White Tiger Sect was training their army.
Hence, if the White Tiger Army wanted to invade their territory, they would have to step over their dead bodies.
Right now, they had more than fifteen million soldiers.
In other words, this was one-third of the total strength of the two sects.
After all, the First Heaven of the Gods Continent wasn't filled with Sage Stage and Venerable Stage cultivators.
Some of these people were itinerant cultivators, while others were disciples of smaller sects that were subordinate to the White Tiger Sect.
It would already be a miracle if the White Tiger Sect headquarters had an army of around thirty million soldiers.
Three months later, Zhang Xing's army arrived at the border in a grandiose manner.
Both sides spread out in formation, preparing for a decisive battle of life and death.
On the first day, both sides sent out a commander and a million soldiers to test the waters.
The result of the battle was just as Zhang Xing had expected. Both sides suffered losses.
The White Tiger Army suffered more casualties.
More than a hundred thousand soldiers died.
On the second day, the third day, all the way to the tenth day, both sides battled with one million soldiers.
Zhang Xing sent his ten commanders to the battlefield one by one to train.
There was still a long way to go. If they didn't train, they would never be able to grow.
A month later, both sides were exhausted from the battle.
The White Tiger Army's sharpness had also been worn down.
Many people began to complain in their hearts.
Why didn't Marshal Zhang Xing send out his guards?
If his guards were to attack, the Vermilion Bird Army would have been routed a long time ago.
He didn't care about the lives of his soldiers at all!
The rumors came from the Yue Family disciples, but no one knew.
Of course, this didn't include Black Treasure and the others because they were dragons.
Once this rumor started, it quickly became a storm.
At this moment, another rumor started to spread.
It was said that Zhang Xing had never seriously taught them how to fight in the past two years.
He only cared about his own guards and didn't care about the life and death of the other warriors.
When the rumor reached Zhang Xing's ears, he only smiled coldly.
Could there be any good in the White Tiger Sect with these people in it?
If he had not appeared, perhaps the Vermillion Bird Army would have already attacked the White Tiger Sect.
These rumors might affect other people, but they were useless against Zhang Xing.
I don't need to care about your feelings.
Those who listen to me will live, those who don't will die!
At this moment, the Vice Marshal of the Vermillion Bird Army, the Demigod Yan Tianci, received a report from the White Tiger Army.
"Good!
Very good, now that the White Tiger Army is unstable, it's the best time to strike at them! "
That night, a regiment of Vermillion Bird's reserve army quietly replaced the soldiers on the front lines.
They each took out a cloth bag and released a group of palm-sized poisonous bees.
This was one of their trump cards against the White Tiger Sect!
The full name of this wasp is "Invincible Brain-Eating Insect".
They only looked like bees, but they were actually a type of mutated flying insect.
Their bodies were as tough as steel and invulnerable to swords, water, and fire.
Even beginner Sage Stage cultivators would have to retreat if they encountered them.
Cultivators below the Sage Stage could only wait to have their brains sucked dry.
They had a paralyzing poison.
Furthermore, this poison was emitted through the small black dots on their bodies.
Cultivators below the Sage Stage would lose their ability to move if they caught a whiff of this scent.