I have a magical tree

After the army set off, the camp was no longer as peaceful as it had been a few days ago.

The camp needs to be moved forward, to the junction of the lost land and the primitive wilderness. Only in this way can the logistics be ensured to supply the front line in time. From this point on, the intensity of the pioneering war will rise sharply. If the camp is still placed here , will cause serious casualties.

However, this camp relocation was much faster than the previous time when we built a camp from scratch.

Xu Dao watched helplessly as many buildings in the camp were uprooted and then sent to new campsites one by one.

Many buildings in this camp have been prepared for this since they were first established. They only need to be relocated and do not need to be rebuilt. First, the speed of re-building is too slow and cannot be used in a short time. However, the battle situation on the front line is so fast that there is no way to wait.

But the resources are not enough. These building materials are not ordinary wood. These building materials are transported from Heishan Fufu City by Chuanyun boat or other transportation methods. They are either of high value themselves or specially processed.

Outline the formation patterns and carve the talismans. Although there are many simple Sanyang formations, it is difficult to replenish a batch of these things in a short time.

And in the wilderness, if there is no Three Yang Array to gather Yang and Qi and drive away monsters and monsters, I am afraid that people like them will have to deal with the tide of monsters!

The safety of the camp cannot be guaranteed, how to provide support for pioneering?

Therefore, these things seem to be simple materials, but in fact they are valuable. Many things are not only used this time, but have to be recycled after the pioneering is over, and will be used again in the next development.

If it is used once, then just the cost of building a camp every time it opens up the wasteland will make the Black Mountain Mansion feel pain. Isn't Nangong the kind of man who doesn't know how to live?

Xu Dao took Mao Chun and Mao Xia to the new station, walking on the same road that Nangong Nei and Chen Xiao took him on that day.

However, walking on this road today, I felt completely different from that day. The strange and overbearing aura disappeared, and it was no different from the feeling of walking on the familiar ground outside.

There are only traces of battle left everywhere, a few bits of strange blood that flowed into rivers and then dried up into black marks, broken soldiers and armors, and broken trees can be seen everywhere!

The exploration in the first three days was said to be relatively easy, but in fact it was also extremely cruel. Countless people died, and even more were injured. Although he had been staying at the crematorium these past few days, he was very concerned about the situation. He also understands these situations. After all, he is still one of the most high-ranking officials in Fucheng Medical Bureau!

Mao Xia felt a little frightened when she looked at this tragic scene, but Mao Chun was much calmer.

"People, how long will it take for this pioneering project to end?" Mao Xia swallowed.

Xu Dao shook his head, "There is no fixed time, as long as the distance is reached to reach the predetermined goal, it will stop!"

"A lot of people will die..." Mao Xia whispered. He has seen immortal people in the past few days, and if he dies in the wilderness, his death condition will definitely not be good. There will be all kinds of strange features on the corpse, some of which are no longer human, and are hideous and terrifying.

"Yes, a lot of people will die!" Xu Dao knew that Mao Xia was just soft-hearted, and because he was young and had not seen too many deaths, fear was only secondary.

Being soft-hearted is never a problem, it is much better than being numb.

"But this is pioneering, this is the war between humans and weirdness, and the wilderness. It will not stop just because people die, it will not stop, and it will not stop, because the wilderness never stops!"

"Then what should I do?" Mao Xia was a little confused for a while. He was staying in the camp and thought it would be enough to help Xu Dao and refine the medicine. But when he saw this scene the next day, He began to suspect again that he actually did not do enough.

Xu Dao smiled and rubbed Mao Xia's head, "Everyone has everyone's responsibility, everyone has everyone's mission. And all you have to do is practice hard. At this time, you don't have to Think so much!”

"Do you think that this pioneering campaign will be successful enough without those ordinary people who have never appeared on the battlefield? Do you think that those women, children, old and young, who seem to never have anything to do with pioneering, really have nothing to do with pioneering? Ninth floor Taiwan was born from tired soil. Without those people, pioneering would be just a joke. The food we eat, the horses we wear, and the medicinal materials we use are all made by them. "

"So, this pioneering didn't start from 꿷꽭? It didn't even start from three years ago, but it started from the very beginning of the establishment of Heishan Prefecture and never stopped?" Mao Chun took over.

"No, it didn't start from the time when the Black Mountain Mansion was established, but it started from the time when the Weird people and the human race stood side by side! Even if the dynasties changed and the stars changed, the war never stopped!" Xu Dao shook his head.

"I understand! Man!" Then, Mao Xia fell into silence and looked up, as if he wanted to see clearly what was happening on the battlefield in front of him, but with limited strength, he couldn't see clearly. The place inside and outside.

He couldn't see clearly, but Xu Dao could see clearly. At this time, there was martial arts energy and blood rising into the sky, condensing into clouds, a cloud-piercing boat shooting out featherless arrows, hitting the hillsides and hills, and there were Xuanyuan breaking through the sky. The boat sent out the fierce and terrifying Xuanyuan Sword Qi, leveling the entire wilderness. There are martial arts masters who have risen up to fight against the monsters, and there are soldiers who have formed a battle formation, and their power is about to collapse!

A terrifying battle is taking place!

The angry shouts of the masters, the unison war roars of the soldiers, the screams of monsters, and the roar of the flying boats when they attack with all their strength, all illustrate the cruelty and bloody nature of this war.

Everyone was fighting, except Sima Zongheng and Chen Lifu. One of them held a spear, and the other held a halberd, like two cold and ruthless gods, looking down at the tragic battlefield below.

Obviously, as long as they took action, the situation below would be relieved immediately, but they did not move, just watched many pioneers and soldiers below being swallowed and killed by various weird things in the primitive wilderness.

But Xu Dao knew that all the participants in the war knew that they did not want to, but they did not want to! Unless the pioneer army was worried about overthrow, they would never take action easily.

The battle line began to move forward little by little. Although it was difficult, this forward movement seemed extremely firm.

Chen Xiao and Nangong Nei fought side by side. As masters, the two of them almost withstood half of the pressure on the battle line of several miles here.

"Chen Xiao, are you still good? Why do I feel like you've slowed down?" Nangong Nei shook the blood off the axe and glanced at Chen Xiao on the right.

Chen Xiao sneered and shook off the blood on the sword, "It's just that the weapon is not good!"

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