Reborn on the wedding night, the regent princess said she knew she was wrong

Holy Dome Continent.

On Yun Qingluo's side, after several months of fierce fighting, the two sides once again fell into a stalemate.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Holy Army camp was solemn and depressing.

There were two chairs placed on the main seat in the center of the tent, with Sheng Chuli and Mo Beichen sitting on them respectively.

Right next to Mo Beichen was where Yun Qingluo was sitting.

Beside Yun Qingluo, Long Tianque and other Xuanjun generals took their seats one by one. Opposite them, the generals of the Holy Army were neatly arranged.

The fact that Mo Beichen could sit in the main seat was the result of his own hard work.

He has used his military skills like a god many times and caught the enemy off guard. Over the past few months, the Holy Army and the Black Army have witnessed the power of King Xumi and none of them are dissatisfied.

Even people like Long Tianque, who disliked him, began to respect him.

Li An sighed with sad eyes, "Originally, according to Lord Mo's instructions, we could return to the capital victoriously within a few months. Now the Ghost Continent has sent reinforcements, called the Ghost Army, who appear and disappear at will and have unpredictable moves. We have suffered several losses and now we dare not rush into battle. The morale of the soldiers has been greatly reduced. What should we do?"

A young general at the side echoed, "There are always endless evil armies in this Ghost Continent and the Void Continent. We have destroyed batch after batch. Last time it was the puppet army. Fortunately, with Madam Mo's guidance, we were able to win a narrow victory. This time it is the ghost army again. We have been fighting for two rounds. It is really a headache."

"Who wouldn't have a headache? The frequent sneak attacks at night keep the soldiers awake, and they are not affected at all by swords and guns. There is no way to fight this war, alas." Liu Teng also interjected.

Sheng Chuli said solemnly, "I called you here to discuss countermeasures, not to let you come and sigh and lower the morale of our army."

After hearing this, everyone fell silent again.

"I wonder if Madam Mo has any plan to deal with this ghost army?" Long Tianque turned his head to look at Yun Qingluo and asked sincerely.

Yun Qingluo didn't say anything because their description reminded her of a piece of history.

But she had never seen the ghost army of the Ghost Continent, so naturally she had no way of judging.

Yun Qingluo asked cautiously, "Did you find anything special when you were fighting the ghost army?"

When everyone heard Yun Qingluo's words, they began to recall the battle with the ghost army on the battlefield.

"They all wear black masks and our expressions cannot be seen clearly, but their eyes are human eyes, so they must have been trained by humans as well." Ang Lee made a direct conclusion.

"When the sword hit them, they would hesitate slightly, but they would return to normal in the next moment. However, even though the sword hit them, there was no wound. The armor was broken, and it was dark inside. I couldn't see anything clearly. After all, it was at night."

"They are invulnerable. They only attack without any defense. Moreover, the screams they make are creepy and don't sound like human."

Yun Qingluo listened to their intermittent conversations, and an idea slowly emerged in her mind.

Sitting in the main seat, Sheng Chuli had been observing Yun Qingluo with his peripheral vision. He noticed the changes in Yun Qingluo's expression and had an idea in his mind.

The queen of the Xumi Dynasty is indeed powerful.

When they first started discussing the matter, Yun Qingluo was allowed to sit in because of the potion she provided.

Fortunately, this person remained silent and did not cause any trouble for them.

But the Holy Army was always dissatisfied. Sheng Chuhan wanted to participate in the meeting, but was ruthlessly rejected by Sheng Chuli. Naturally, they were unwilling to let Yun Qingluo participate.

But later, during several meetings, Mo Beichen asked Yun Qingluo about her opinions, and Yun Qingluo's views were always sharp and to the point.

Only then did they realize that they had underestimated others during this period of time.

After that, every time they had a meeting, they would carefully ask Yun Qingluo for his opinion.

As everyone knows, this lady seems to have a bad temper and a very high level of fighting ability. After all, Long Tianque had challenged her in the martial arts training ground before and failed.

Sheng Chuli retracted his gaze and asked Yun Qingluo seriously, "Madam Mo, do you have any ideas?"

Yun Qingluo did not hide anything and said, "To be honest, I once saw the term "ghost army" in a book of strange stories. It is said that there was a leader who spent a lot of money to train a group of ghost soldiers. These ghost soldiers had red faces and fangs, were invulnerable to swords and guns, and were invincible in battle..."

After Yun Qingluo finished her story, she asked again, "Did you smell anything, such as oil, when you were fighting the ghost army?"

Everyone thought about it again, and someone immediately answered, "Yes, I cut through the armor of a ghost soldier, and I don't know what was inside, it was black and smelled greasy."

Yun Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief. "I heard there is a kind of vine that is very flexible. If you soak it in oil and weave it into soft armor, it can be invulnerable to swords and guns. But it's just a rumor. I don't know if it's true or not."

Mo Beichen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up, "Fire attack."

Yun Qingluo praised her man for being so smart.

Yun Qingluo went on to say, "However, once you use fire to attack, you can't distinguish between friend and foe. In this case, if you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred of your own."

At this point, Yun Qingluo has already laid out the pros and cons of the whole matter and explained it clearly. Now it all depends on how they decide.

Everyone's eyes turned to the two people in the main seat again, and more people looked at Sheng Chuli.

Sheng Chuli did not make a direct decision. He turned to look at Mo Beichen and asked, "According to Lord Mo's opinion, what should we do?"

The people present were not fools and they all understood what was going on.

Mo Beichen bent his index finger on the hand placed on the table and tapped the table lightly.

Everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to Mo Beichen's fingers tapping the table.

Mo Beichen glanced at Yun Qingluo and said in a deep voice, "Attack with fire, make a feint to the east and attack in the west."

Sheng Chuli frowned slightly, a little unhappy, "Lord Mo, I know what you mean, but the ones who attacked at night are the ghost army. We can't attack their base camp."

He understood what Mo Beichen meant. He wanted to use fire attack to attract the enemy's attention, and then send out another team to attack the base camps of Ghost Continent and Void Continent.

In his opinion, this is no different from committing suicide.

Yun Qingluo suddenly understood what Mo Beichen meant by the look he had just given her.

She smiled slightly and took the initiative to speak, "Since Ghost Continent and Void Continent do not abide by the battlefield rules, we don't need to use rules to restrict ourselves. I have a medicine here. It can make people feel weak and slow down their movements. I think it will be helpful for your sneak attack on the enemy base camp."

Long Tianque stood up excitedly, "What? There really is such a medicine, why didn't you bring it out earlier?"

Yun Qingluo explained in a good-tempered manner, "I haven't taken it out yet because the amount of medicine is not enough. Besides, Xuancang Continent is the first continent. How can we use poison on the battlefield? How can we convince others in the future?"

"Now, the Ghost Continent and the Void Continent have been using unorthodox methods again and again. In order to restore peace to the world, why not use some means? Don't you think so, General Saint?" Yun Qingluo said, and handed the choice to Saint Chuli again.