Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Of the millions of Nanjiang warriors, there are now less than 200,000 Nanjiang warriors left, and the others have all died in battle.

The surviving hundreds of thousands of Nanjiang warriors are responsible for guarding the supplies. They have to ignite the thunder and fire bombs at the last moment to prevent the transported thunder and fire bombs from being obtained by the enemies in the heavens.

Fortunately, hundreds of thousands of warriors chose to self-destruct, which completely scared off the Storm Legion. The knights of the Storm Legion no longer had the courage to launch another charge.

From this point of view, all the Nanjiang warriors who directly participated in the battle against the enemy this time died in battle, and no one survived.

Therefore, Ajiu Mei asked Ye Xiaochuan to come to the western battlefield to take a look.

Therefore, when Ajiu Mei mentioned the Nanjiang warriors, she was full of admiration and respect.

Ye Xiaochuan learned that the chief of the Shuile tribe died on the battlefield, and his expression became very solemn.

Some red-clothed disciples who came out of Nanjiang in the team behind him also looked sad.

Ye Xiaochuan said slowly: "Where is Shan'er, the daughter of the Shuile clan leader, now?

Is she with us?"

Long Tianshan and other masters of the Demon Cult looked at each other in bewilderment.

The red-clothed disciple was captured by Wang Keke himself. Even though he was integrated in Qiming Mountain during this period, Long Tianshan and others rarely got to know the specific information of the red-clothed disciple.

So they didn't know who Shan'er was.

There were some red-clothed disciples in the team, and one of them came out.

He said: "Master, Junior Sister Shan'er is the deputy head of Taiyin Hall of Taifengzimen, and is now stationed at Pilgrimage Peak."

Ye Xiaochuan said: "Keep an eye on her and don't let her do anything stupid."

Ye Xiaochuan's prestige in Southern Xinjiang is very high. At this moment, the surviving warriors of Southern Xinjiang, seeing Ye Xiaochuan in person, turned their grief and anger into strength, held their heads high, and never let their tears fall.

Ye Xiaochuan walked slowly on the battlefield full of corpses. Since most people died by self-detonation with thunder and fire bombs, the battlefield was full of broken limbs and internal organs.

Someone started vomiting again.

Even Qin Lan, who was very advanced in Taoism, vomited a lot.

Accompanied by the chief of the Nanjiang Tu tribe, Yanlin, Ye Xiaochuan came to the supply storage area behind the battlefield.

There were a lot of supplies, not only for the million-strong army, but also a large number of black fire weapons, and some supplies for the 300,000 pioneer beast riders.

Ye Xiaochuan said: "Chief Yanlin, how much of this batch of black gunpowder is left?"

Chief Yanlin said: "Most of the pottery jar black gunpowder and bamboo tube black gunpowder were used up last night.

Now there are mainly unopened gunpowder barrels piled here, about 200,000 barrels.

With our current troops, we can't take away so many supplies."

Ye Xiaochuan said: "The black gunpowder cannot be lost. I will find a way to transport the supplies.

You should be assigned to Zhan Ying now. Did Zhan Ying give you any combat orders?"

Chief Yanlin said: "Before General Zhan Ying led the beast cavalry north the night before, he gave us two orders.

He seemed to have anticipated that we would fight the Storm Legion in the wilderness. The first combat order was The first order was to cooperate with the Red Feather Army and do their best to stop the Storm Legion from moving south, so as to buy time for the human cavalry to regroup.

The second order was that after the wilderness blocking battle was over, the surviving soldiers should avoid the Storm Legion and secretly go to a place called Qianmu Valley after nightfall to wait for orders.

I have seen the map. This Qianmu Valley is not in the north, but in the southeast.

It is about a hundred miles south of Tianying Pass.

We came here day and night to fight the enemy. All the warriors of Nanjiang are ready to die in the Western Regions.

I can't figure out why General Zhan Ying wants to transfer us to the south. Isn't that farther and farther away from the Longmen battlefield? "

Not only the chief of the Yanlin tribe couldn't figure it out, but Qu Jiuyuan couldn't figure it out either.

Because now, the more than one million Zhenxi Army soldiers who disappeared have gathered in Qianmu Valley.

Yesterday evening, Qu Jiuyuan held a grand oath-taking meeting at Tianying Pass, disobeying Zhao Zian's combat order and leading the Zhenxi Army out of the pass without authorization.

However, Qu Jiuyuan did not lead his soldiers to the north, but sneaked south under the cover of night.

This morning, all the troops entered Qianmu Valley.

From swearing to go to the battle to entering Qianmu Valley, he did everything according to the content of Zhan Ying's letter.

Qu Jiuyuan couldn't figure out why Zhan Ying asked him to lead the army here to wait, but out of trust in Zhan Ying, he still did it.

For the war between mortal armies, Ye Xiaochuan is a layman, and Zhan Ying is a professional.

Since Ye Xiaochuan asked Zhan Ying to be responsible for commanding the soldiers in Southern Xinjiang, he would not question Zhan Ying's strategy and tactics.

He said: "Since Zhan Ying asked you to go to Qianmu Valley, you should set off tonight... As for these supplies, I will let the disciples of Guixuan Sect help you transport them."

This is the only thing Ye Xiaochuan can do at present.

After visiting the survivors in Southern Xinjiang, Ye Xiaochuan had no intention of staying here any longer.

He has never been a heartless person. Seeing the tragic situation here, his heart is bleeding.

If he stays here for too long, his eyes will shed tears.

Outside the Longmen Inn, Wang Keke and Qin Guichen stood side by side, with more than a thousand red-clothed disciples standing neatly behind them.

The human cultivators and heavenly cultivators gathered near the sand dunes in the east saw the red-clothed disciples at the door of the inn starting to line up, and they all knew that they were welcoming Ye Xiaochuan's arrival.

At noon, Ye Xiaochuan led a group of people to Longmen Inn.

Wang Keke likes to do some fancy things. When Ye Xiaochuan fell, Wang Keke waved his hand.

More than a thousand red-clothed disciples behind him suddenly drew out their immortal swords, stabbed the ground, knelt on one knee, and held the hilt of the sword.

They shouted in unison: "Meet the Master!"

The red-clothed disciples are all Ye Xiaochuan's direct descendants. They almost never call Ye Xiaochuan the master. They all regard themselves as Ye Xiaochuan's disciples.

The four words "Meet the Master" were shouted out by more than a thousand highly skilled cultivators. The voice was loud and clear. Whether it was Longbei Mountain, Longmen, or the gathering place of the heavenly realm in the north, or the gathering place of the cultivators in the human world in the east, they could hear it clearly.

"Meet the Master" shouted out the domineering and fighting spirit of the disciples of Guixuan Sect.

And these are exactly what the human cultivation world lacks now.

Ye Xiaochuan first looked at Wang Keke and Qin Guichen, then swept his eyes across the red-clothed disciple who was kneeling on one knee with a fairy sword.

He slowly said: "Everyone stand up."

"Yes!"

Everyone stood up, their movements were uniform, more than a thousand people, like one person.

This is the terrifying tacit understanding between the red-clothed disciples.

They have lived together since childhood, and their tacit understanding is unimaginable to others.

In the distance, Longbei Mountain, Longmen, the heavenly cultivators, and the human cultivators all watched Ye Xiaochuan's visit to Longmen.

What the mortals thought in their hearts was: "This is a group of well-trained soldiers."

What the cultivators thought was, "This is a group of cultivators with a high degree of tacit understanding."