Green Plum Fairy Road

It is easier for a cultivator to sacrifice a magic weapon at the beginning, but it will become more and more difficult in the future. The complete sacrifice of a magic weapon and the effort spent in it is really not enough for outsiders.

However, the moment when the magic weapon sacrifice is successful, the rewards it brings are also worthy of the effort spent.

Although Mo He was already close to the middle stage of the Yinshen realm, according to his normal cultivation speed, I am afraid it will take some time before he can truly reach this realm. However, the feedback brought by the promotion of Mo Yu bamboo stick to the magic weapon has caused Mo He directly crossed this period of time and reached the middle of the Yinshen realm. At the same time, his understanding of the way of life has also reached a higher level.

After returning to the third level, Mo He began to consolidate his cultivation, and at the same time became familiar with the changes in the Moyu bamboo stick that was promoted to a magic weapon.

And because the Moyu bamboo stick has been promoted to a magic weapon, the treasure forbidden in it seems to have also promoted the formation of the second innate divine forbidden in Mohe’s Sea of ​​Knowledge, and the continuous flow of talisman. The number of texts has obviously increased, and there has been a vague outline of a ban. The distance is really formed, I am afraid it will not take too long.

Mo He was consolidating his own cultivation base. The soldiers from Yuhe Mansion came to Xuelieguan. The short adaptation time soon ended and began to take on some tasks. As a nominal leader, Tian Feng also daily Will ask Mohe for some things.

On the fifth day of the Xuelieguan Pass, the soldiers of Mohe and Yuhe Palace finally needed to change a place. They were going to the second checkpoint, ready to go to the battlefield at any time.

"Master Dao, I heard that there are now less than 30,000 soldiers in Liangping Mansion of Abandoned Prefecture, and now there are only less than 30,000 soldiers. You said that after I went to the battlefield, how many soldiers will be able to go back with us? "On the way from the third checkpoint to the second checkpoint, Tian Feng whispered beside Mo He.

Hearing this, Mo He turned his head and glanced at the other person’s expression, but he didn’t see a trace of fear from Tian Feng’s face. Instead, he had a sense of warfare. It seemed that he said this not because he was worried, but just idle. Come for a casual chat.

"The general knows the situation on the battlefield better than me. If you are on the battlefield, the key to whether these 50,000 soldiers can survive is actually yours." Mo He didn't see anything from the opponent's look, but he still did. Said.

As a cultivator, this kind of charging and trapping on the battlefield is really not what he is good at. Even if he has a battle card on his body, unless he has a last resort, Mo He will not directly step into the front battlefield, a monk in the realm of Yin God. In such a battlefield, the power that can be exerted is really too small.

"What the Taoist said is that, in fact, I am not worried that these soldiers will not come back on the battlefield. They dare to come to the **** barrier. Naturally, I have already prepared for death in my heart, but there is no edict after that. After arriving in the land, the soldiers We still have to suffer!" Tian Feng said, hearing Mo He's words, the expression on his face became a little lower.

"Just like the soldiers from Liangping Mansion of Abandoned Prefecture, when they came, they were 100,000, but now they are less than 30,000. How should the imperial dynasty arrange them with the souls of the 70,000 soldiers who died?"

Mo He was speechless. He remembered what the captain of the Hundred-Man Squad had said a few days ago. Once the number of soldiers who died in the battle at Xuelieguan increased and the dead soldiers and heroic souls could not be resettled, it was bound to It will lead to lower morale and affect the combat effectiveness of Terran soldiers. Now, this situation seems to have occurred.

While speaking, the second level was already very close, and the sound of the battle ahead was still intense.

Mo He and others stepped into the second level again. This time they came here not as spectators, but as troops preparing to participate in the battle, so they will naturally camp in the level.

Fortunately, the army on the side of Yuhe Mansion seemed lucky. Soon after entering the checkpoint and camping, the sound of continuous fighting in the ear suddenly stopped.

Soon, the soldiers who were looking forward to the floating wall passed the news down, and the monster army that was onslaught temporarily stopped, and it seemed that a more rapid offensive was brewing.

"These demon clan beasts finally stopped temporarily!" At the forefront of the human blood lie barrier, watching the demon clan army retreat, some soldiers who had been fighting for a long time were finally able to catch their breath.

Although they also understood very well that the demon clan's offensive was temporarily suspended, and it was only brewing the next wave of more ferocious attacks, but this short pause was also a rare opportunity for them to breathe.

On the wall of the first pass of the Xuelieguan Pass, Xia Yuan in jet black armor, looking at the demon clan’s camp opposite, could not see any movement on his face, and the emotions in his eyes were like a deep water. To any fluctuations.

"His Royal Highness, the monster clan seems to have begun to increase troops again. The next wave of offensive is fierce, and some more soldiers must be added to the front line." By Xia Yuan's side, Wen Siming also looked at the opposite monster clan's camp and said, but as it is said Here, his expressions were a little hesitant and hesitated, as if there was something that was not easy to say.

"Why, are there no soldiers available?" Xia Yuan noticed the look on Wen Siming's face, turned his head and glanced at him, and asked in a low voice.

"That's not the case. There are still many troops supported by other state capitals. If we maintain the current offensive, we can fully support it. However, there have been too many soldiers who have died recently, and the soldiers' mood seems a little unstable." After gritting his teeth, Wen Siming still said what he wanted to say.

"You have been following me for decades, so you can speak frankly." Xia Yuan didn't look back this time, still looking at the monster camp on the opposite side.

"The minister was bold enough to speak up." For this reason, Wen Siming was also straightforward.

"His Royal Highness, since the beginning of the war, the number of soldiers who died in Xuelieguan has been no less than one million. In the Hall of the Great Souls, a large number of heroic souls of the dead are sent in every day, but these heroic souls have not received their due edict."

"The soldiers in Liangping Mansion of Abandoned Prefecture have been quite criticized recently. They were the first to support the Xuelieguan. There are a total of 100,000 soldiers, and they are now less than 30,000. There is also the Anti-Mountain Mansion in Manzhou. The same one hundred thousand soldiers, only There are less than 40,000 left, and morale has been very low."

"Now the soldiers of the two provinces are in the second stage. Although they are still willing to fight for the protection of the territories of the human race, it is inevitable that their minds will fluctuate and it will affect the soldiers of other state capitals."

Speaking of this, Wen Siming's meaning is already very obvious, which is to say that too many soldiers have died during this period, and they have fought for the Terran to defend their soil, but they have not received the due seal, and the hearts of the people have begun to float.

Listening to Wen Siming's words, Xia Yuan didn't seem to have the slightest change in the expression on his face, but his hand on the city wall tightened slightly, showing the uneasiness in his heart.

He knew that all of this was caused by his father, Emperor Xia Qi. At the beginning, he chose not to agree to Xia Qi's request because he didn't want to see the scene like this.

But this is the end of the matter, even if he doesn't want to see it, everything has happened after all. All he can do is to do his best to make up for it. After all, it is his father.

"How about Haizhou?" Xia Yuan continued to ask.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Princess came a day ago. The Water Vein Dragon Clan seems to want to take Haizhou in one fell swoop. The offensive is very fierce. The Eight Princesses are ready to shrink their strength and use Haizhou Zhonghai Mansion as the boundary to resist the Shui Vein Dragon Clan's offensive. , With the help of Ling Xu Xianmen, there should be no problem, but the soldiers in Haizhou also suffered a lot of casualties." Wen Siming reported immediately.

"Then, what about the top?" Upon hearing this, Xia Yuan finally asked the question he most wanted to know.

"There hasn't been any Yuanshen True Immortal yet returned, so, I don't know!" Wen Siming heard the words and also said the answer to the question Xia Yuan wanted to know most.

Of course, the frontline of the Human Race must have power above the realm of Primordial Gods and True Immortals. However, masters of this level will not fight on the battlefield on the side of Xue Lie Pass. They usually choose other places, such as the sky above their heads. There, they can be more open.

Xia Yuan heard Wen Siming's answer, looked at the sky, and then nodded slightly, without asking anything more.

"His Royal Highness, since you came to the battlefield, you have not rested for many days, and the monster clan is still gathering strength. Why don't you take a break for the time being. If the monster clan attacks again, the minister will notify you immediately." I looked at and asked no more. For Xia Yuan, Wen Siming thought for a while and said again.

"No, as the commander-in-chief, I have to stand here, so that the soldiers below can feel at ease. The time for the monsters to gather their strength will not be long. You can arrange it and dispatch another 100,000 soldiers to prepare for this shock. "Xia Yuan shook his head, and then ordered to Wen Siming.

"Yes!" Wen Siming did not continue to persuade him after hearing this. After following Xia Yuan for so long, he knew exactly what Xia Yuan's temper was. He could not persuade things once, and the same result was the second time~www .wuxiaspot.com~ After Wen Siming left, Xia Yuan or the opposite demon clan's demon spirit became more intense, and a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes.

But shortly afterwards, he looked at the soldiers on the battlefield who were taking advantage of this opportunity to clean up the bones of the soldiers on the battlefield. The cold light in his eyes faded and replaced by a complicated look.

Having been fighting for many years, Xia Yuan has been used to seeing life and death. Xia Yuan can still clearly remember that the last time he felt a sense of guilt towards the soldiers under his command, it was when he was just leading the battle, he was reckless and fell into siege by the enemy. In the middle, the corporal was killed and injured.

Since that time, Xia Yuan has quickly transformed into a long life, rarely losing in the subsequent battles, and never felt guilty again.

But this time, Xia Yuan looked at the corpses on the battlefield, and once again felt this long-lost guilt in his heart, and what made him even more guilty was that he still couldn't make up for it.

Thinking of this, and remembering what Wen Siming said just now, a look of determination flashed in Xia Yuan's eyes.

"The timing should be almost there!"