Gather outside the Holy Mountain.

Corpses litter the fields and the seas float.

Hundreds of peak Zhenxuan have turned this sea area into a sea of ​​​​blood, which has not dissipated to this day. Now, millions of soldiers have died here. The blood flows into the sea, becoming more and more red, and the smell of blood is blowing towards your face.

Come on, it's disgusting.

There is endless murderous intent here.

Death is everywhere here.

It's dark and cold here.

Millions of soldiers were killed and wounded, and not all of the corpses they left behind were complete.

Some had broken limbs and arms, and some had broken armor with the remaining soldiers.

There are also injured people who are still alive.

There were also many birds and beasts that were surrendered by Chu.

There are many damaged warship fragments floating on the sea.

There are also many crossbow beds covered with runes and made of extremely special materials.

Zhuang Ming was not in a hurry to return to Jusheng Mountain, he was patrolling the surrounding sea area.

And all the true disciples of Gathering Holy Mountain are also here to clean up the mess.

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After hearing the news from Tiannan Realm, Lao Qi Lu Hua and Lao Jiu Zheng Shangyuan finally rushed back to Jusheng Mountain.

However, the journey was extremely long, and they were not the pinnacle true mystics. Their speed of escaping light was limited, and Tang Tianying deliberately concealed it, so the two of them did not rush back until the end of the war.

The purgatory-like scene shocked the two true disciples who gathered at the Holy Mountain.

But it took a while before he finally accepted everything in front of him and participated in cleaning up the battlefield.

"Where's the fifth senior brother?" Zheng Shangyuan looked around and saw no old Wu Lu Changshou. He was shocked and quickly asked. After all, there were too many casualties in Jusheng Mountain. Many Sizheng Longwei of the Zhenxuan level died, and Wu Lu

Senior brother's cultivation level cannot be said to be too high.

"The weapons, armor, and military orders of the Da Chu soldiers are all worthy of study. Lao Wu is good at refining treasures and has already gone to collect materials." Chen Ming said: "On the battlefield, there are countless broken armors and broken blades, and there are also many battles.

There are countless materials for ships, bows and crossbows, etc., which are very rare."

"That's it." Zheng Shangyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but with a complicated look on his face, he asked again: "Where is the third senior brother?"

"The battlefield also needs to be cleaned, and the corpses have to be dealt with. He led the dragon guards to clean up the countless corpses on the sea." Chen Ming added.

"I'm going to help."

Zheng Shangyuan took a step forward, the light flickering.

He looked at the countless corpses above the sea with extremely complicated emotions.

Every Dongsheng general and soldier was a young and strong man recruited from the homes of ordinary people in the Dongsheng Dynasty. Some of them may have been the head of the family. To die here now is the tragedy of the family.

In fact, the same was true for the Chu Dynasty.

If Emperor Chu wanted to attack Jusheng Mountain, then the Great Chu Dynasty would be the enemy of Jusheng Mountain, and the army of the Great Chu Dynasty would also be the enemy of Jusheng Mountain.

But from the bottom level, they are just soldiers who follow orders, and they are just young and strong men with their own families.

They are not necessarily bad people.

But they are enemies.

When they entered Da Chu's army, they couldn't help themselves.

And when the Great Chu came to attack Ju Holy Mountain, they, the true disciples of Ju Holy Mountain, had no choice but to do it themselves.

If he had been in Jusheng Mountain at that time, he would have had no choice but to kill the enemy and not be merciful!

Zheng Shangyuan sighed and came forward, looking at Lao Wulu Changshou from a distance, who was leading the dragon guards to peel off the armor from the corpses.

"Fifth Senior Brother, what are you doing?" Zheng Shangyuan asked in shock: "Although they are enemy troops, why do you need to humiliate them like this?"

"Lao Jiu is back?" Lu Changshou forced a smile and said, "Don't get me wrong, senior brother just wanted to see how many elites he has in Da Chu."

"What do you mean?" Zheng Shangyuan asked in surprise.

"The Chu army is elite and its combat power is higher than that of our Dongsheng Dynasty army. Now that I have studied it carefully, it turns out to be extraordinary."

Lao Wulu Changshou pointed to the vast sea of ​​corpses and blood, and said: "Their strength alone may not be able to defeat the elite soldiers in our Dongsheng Dynasty army, but if there are more than ten people, their military orders, armor, and weapons are all

He has the intention of joining forces to gather strength, and the skills he exerts are enough to become stronger and can overwhelm thirty of my Dongsheng soldiers."

He pondered and said: "You are not on the battlefield, so you don't know what happened. If there were no Dragon Guards in front, the Chu Dynasty's 100,000 troops would be enough to break through the Dongsheng Dynasty's million troops."

Zheng Shangyuan was a little confused, still shocked.

Lu Changshou thought to himself: "The reason why the elites of the Chu Dynasty are so powerful is not only because they are elites in hundreds of battles, nor is it because their training methods are better than ours."

"The reason why they are so powerful is that the soldiers and armor of the Chu Dynasty in front of them play a huge role."

"Standard armor, standard sabers, and military orders similar to official seals combine their blood and power. Together with the military formation, they become extremely powerful. A hundred battles can kill the nine seals of Zhenxuan!"

"As long as these soldiers and armors are studied successfully, the army of our Dongsheng Dynasty will not be weaker than the elite soldiers of Chu."

"Even this group of soldiers who have been bathed in dragon blood, their qi and blood have the same origin, and are more condensed than the Chu army."

"If they have these armors and such military orders, then the military formation they form will be even better than the elites of Chu."

Lu Changshou paused for a moment, then said solemnly: "Then they won't appear vulnerable, and then they won't die."

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Above the sky.

Zhuang Ming looked down.

He looked at the endless corpses with dark and uncertain eyes.

And his eyes fell more on the soldiers who were still cleaning up the battlefield.

After this great battle, only 200,000 people remained out of the million-strong army assembled by the Dongsheng Dynasty.

But these 200,000 people, after such a cruel battlefield, seemed to have returned from purgatory. They were no longer as green as they were before the war.

After surviving the disaster, they were finally able to relax under the tremendous pressure. They looked at the robes living and dying together in front of them, and at the corpses of the enemy soldiers floating in the sea, with complicated emotions.

Some people couldn't help crying over it.

Someone collapsed because of it.

Some people reluctantly gathered military morale, maintained military discipline, and cleaned the battlefield.

No matter how embarrassed they appear at the moment, after this baptism, they will be extremely perseverant and become extremely strong.

This battle, like a grinding mill, has sharpened them to an extremely sharp edge.

In Zhuang Ming's heart, he had a vague understanding.

The current 200,000 people will be the most elite army under his command in the future.

Perhaps together they form the most courageous and powerful army.

If the Dongsheng Dynasty continues to develop, then as the Dongsheng Dynasty's army expands again, these 200,000 people will be the foundation.

Use these 200,000 people as the root and bones, and expand the flesh and blood.

These 200,000 people are not 200,000 soldiers, but 200,000 future generals!

No matter how many armies the Dongsheng Dynasty has in the future, these 200,000 people will be the backbone of the army, and the future army of the Dongsheng Dynasty will be expanded based on them.

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at the same time.

Dongzhou, the blessed land of Heaven.

Zhongyuan Realm, Great Chu King City.

Inside the secret cave.

But I saw a person lying on the jade bed.

This man's clothes are torn, his hair is disheveled, his body is covered with scars, and his breath is weak, like a candle left in the wind.

"Lu Qianqing, go out and wait outside." The deity stood with his hands behind his hands and said suddenly.

"Holy Lord..." Lu Qianqing frowned slightly.

"It's useless for you to stay here." The God Lord said: "Your Majesty has fallen into such a situation. If you don't rescue him, he may fall. Are you sure you can save him?"

"No." Lu Qianqing said.

"Isn't that enough?" the god said.

"..." Lu Qianqing was silent for a long time. As a minister, he was quite worried about his master, and the people here were not loyal to his majesty.

"If we really want to see His Majesty fall, we don't need to kill him, nor do we need to save him. We will just let his injuries worsen." The Lord said, "Your worries are completely unnecessary."

"How is your Majesty's condition?" Lu Qianqing asked again.

"As you can see." The god replied.

"Will Your Majesty fall?" Lu Qianqing asked.

"No." The deity said with a smile: "The ancient gods have their own way of saving people."
Chapter completed!