The Strongest Curse Master: Start by refining the Seven Arrows Book

#299 - Chapter 299: Correct suspicion under wrong inference

Near the teleportation array in the Flame Sea Plane, the group quickly unearthed a new iron plate.

Seeing the information promised on the iron plate, the charming woman breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Immediately contact those who are going to their deaths, tell them the plan. To avoid any accidents, you must lead your own people to approach the battlefield from another direction to confuse them.

As soon as they start fighting, return here immediately, and retreat as soon as the purple fireworks appear!"

The group responded in unison, "Understood."

Subsequently, the group began to discuss the route for their own people.

Most of this route was within the occupied territory of the Flame Sea Plane, ending at the last residence of the snake people, without entering the occupied territory of the Emperor Plane at all.

After discussing everything, the group dispersed to arrange various tasks.

Before long, the professionals of the Flame Sea Plane were mobilized and moved towards the occupied territory of the Emperor Plane.

Soon, those teams unaware of the rain information crossed the snake people's residential area and entered the occupied territory of the Emperor Plane.

As soon as they entered, the fifth-tier red-skinned commander leading the team suddenly raised his hand to stop the group, then pointed to the west and said, "We'll go that way."

Several professionals next to him asked in confusion, "According to the plan, we should move southwest. Why are we suddenly changing direction?"

The red-skinned commander explained, "We've been here for a long time and haven't understood the situation at the front lines. They've always had us setting up formations in the rear.

I believe that when we were setting up the formations, they must have had the advantage and didn't want us to steal their credit.

Now that they're having us come over, it must be because they've lost the advantage, or even completely fallen into a disadvantageous position.

I'm worried that they'll give us the tough bones to chew on, so we can't act according to their plan and must change our route!"

Many people nodded in agreement.

Some people also worriedly reminded, "If we don't act according to the plan and the battle fails, the blame will definitely be pushed onto us. How do we solve this?"

The red-skinned commander said very calmly, "This mission has a fixed destination. After arriving at the destination, we can explain that we encountered obstacles on the road and had to detour to arrive on time!"

The group nodded one after another, "Good, that's a good idea."

"The battlefield is ever-changing. I agree with this explanation."

The red-skinned commander looked at the expressions of the crowd and found that although some people verbally agreed with the idea, their expressions still revealed worry.

The red-skinned commander comforted, "With war, everything is easy to say if you win. If you lose, no matter how perfectly the plan is executed, others can find fault with you.

The only thing we can do is preserve our strength and prepare for the final battle. Our current detour is to preserve our strength. Let's go."

The group nodded silently, trying to calm their emotions, and followed the red-skinned commander to the west.

The low-level professionals were unaware of the change in route and simply followed the commander to the west.

Not far away, a weed seemed to be blown by the wind, bending towards the west.

At this time, in the occupied territory of the Emperor Plane, countless professionals were receiving information from the communication tokens, recording the information and sending it to the fifth-tier manager's desk.

The fifth-tier manager quickly reviewed the information, and after seeing that the suicide squad had changed direction, the fifth-tier manager picked up communication token number four, injected energy, and said:

"The suicide squad of enemies is heading your way. Be prepared to disguise yourselves and don't let them discover any problems."

After transmitting the information, the fifth-tier manager continued to review information from other locations.

Time flew by, and the suicide squad stopped again.

The red-skinned commander stood at the corner, poked his head out to look at the area behind the corner, and after carefully observing for a moment, said:

"This place is very suitable for ambushes. Although there are no traces or auras left by various skill bombardments, I can smell a strong smell of death.

The enemy must have deliberately cleaned up the traces here. It seems that my guess is correct. The previous people suffered heavy losses before they arranged for us to come over.

If it were me to eliminate the enemy here, I would immediately change the ambush location, and as for this place, I would also clean up some traces and create traces of continuing to ambush here.

There should be some attack methods here, but not too many. Throw in some props to test it out."

The surrounding professionals immediately took out a pile of puppets that looked and smelled exactly like the red-skinned professionals, and controlled the puppets to walk out of the corner and move forward.

The red-skinned commander poked his head out again, staring at the high ground.

Before long, a faint light flickered at the high ground, but quickly disappeared.

The red-skinned commander smiled confidently and said, "As I predicted, some formations have been set up here, which will automatically attack when we appear.

To ensure maximum lethality and to delay our attack time, the enemy will allow the formation to have the ability to count the number of people.

This ability to count the number of people is a means to ensure that the formation exerts its maximum destructive power, and it is also its weakness. Next, we will split into groups and take turns passing through this area, so as not to activate the formation."

The group nodded, and then passed through the area in groups.

After everyone had passed through, the red-skinned commander relaxed and smiled, saying:

"Do you believe that if we had acted according to our previous route, we would definitely have entered the enemy's real ambush circle?

As soon as the battle started, the surrounding enemies would quickly gather here, and another team could directly penetrate the enemy's abdomen and eliminate the enemy.

At that time, even if we were lucky enough to survive, we wouldn't get any benefits!"

The group had just come from this dangerous area and were extremely convinced by the commander's words.

At this moment, no one was worried about changing the route anymore.

A fifth-tier red-skinned professional smiled and said, "We passed through this place without being discovered by the enemy, and the enemy will reduce their attention to the subsequent route and turn their attention to other places.

If the other team makes a mistake and is discovered by the enemy, they will attract the enemy's attention, and the good days for us to make contributions will come!"

The group nodded in agreement, looking excited.

The red-skinned commander saw that the morale of the crowd was high, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "I will lead you to victory, let's go!"

Then, the group moved quickly towards the target under the leadership of the commander.

Next, countless fake defense lines were seen through by the red-skinned commander, and the morale became higher and higher.

But the red-skinned commander gradually realized that something was wrong.

Although he couldn't see what was wrong, the red-skinned commander felt that his strength was similar to that of the red-skinned commanders who had come before.

According to speculation, the people who came before had been defeated by the enemy, which proved that the enemy was powerful.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, it was easy to solve one or two fake defense lines, but it was a bit of a fantasy to solve all the fake defense lines.

The fact that this kind of whimsical thing could be realized was simply too unreasonable.