"Brother Mo, I heard from the soldiers guarding the border that there is no peace in the northwest desert recently. There is an extraterritorial organization joining forces with the Lou Yue Kingdom and preparing to attack our Zulong Dynasty. I don't know what you think about this."
Emperor Longwen talked eloquently.
Senior Brother Mo narrowed his eyes, but his tone remained calm: "We can't interfere in the war between countries in the secular world. But the Hades Sect has evil intentions towards our cultivation world, so we can't just sit back and ignore it.
Don’t worry, Your Majesty, the cultivating community will definitely take action on this matter... In fact, I suspect they want to seize the Zulong Dynasty’s sacred artifact.”
A look of surprise flashed across Emperor Long Wen's face: "The sacred weapon that governs the country is the divine weapon that the ancestor emperor carries with him. It has the power to determine the world. It must not fall into the hands of that evil person..."
"That's natural. The world has been very unstable recently. The evil path in the East has just begun to show its signs. There is a new disaster here. It seems that a catastrophe is about to come."
Senior Brother Mo looked up at the sky and murmured.
A few days later, Zhou Yuan and Ye Mingxue followed Hong Hui's army to the northwest desert.
They are all cultivators with the ability to fly to heaven, and it only takes a short time to go to the desert.
But they did not choose to fly into the sky, but walked slowly with the army.
Although this was not the first time Zhou Yuan saw a regular army, it was only on earth.
I have never seen it before in this world. Hundreds of thousands of troops are so vast that you can’t see them at a glance as they walk on the road.
These sergeants are all elite troops of the Zulong Dynasty.
Looking from a distance, the air above the sergeant's head was full of blood, and a sharp murderous aura spread everywhere.
This is also a belief, the belief of a sergeant!
The thoughts of the soldiers who have been on the battlefield for a long time have long been condensed into a rope.
Hundreds of thousands of people in the entire army advanced and retreated together, like the Great Wall of flesh and blood. Wherever the army moved, the enemy troops fled.
When faith is gathered together, it is so powerful that it can even alarm ghosts and gods.
An army with scattered faith and disorganized morale is bound to fail.
This is an iron law on the battlefield!
"What a powerful spirit."
Zhou Yuan thought to himself: "Even I cannot confront such a powerful blood energy head-on."
The army walked on the road for three days and three nights before finally arriving at a city in the northwest.
Along the way, no one complained at all, not even a grunt of tiredness.
Even Zhou Yuan admired them sincerely from the bottom of his heart.
This is Shahai City, located on the border of the northwest desert and an important border city of the Zulong Dynasty.
There are almost no civilians in this city, they are all soldiers guarding the border.
The city wall is high and thick, and there is even a row of cannons set up on the wall to guard against invading foreigners.
Not only that, the equipment of the garrison here is also one of the most sophisticated equipment in the Zulong Dynasty.
Most of the armies of the Zulong Dynasty were equipped with swords and guns forged from fine steel.
It is countless times tougher than the ordinary swords and guns in the world. It can be said that it is as sharp as clay.
When fighting against foreign barbarian soldiers, rows of Mo Dao Guards rushed over and killed people as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.
However, these troops stationed at the border are equipped with firearms.
Almost every soldier is equipped with a blunderbuss, which is short and powerful and can cause terrible damage at close range. Even thick iron armor can be penetrated in one go.
And among every thirty soldiers, one is equipped with a Vulcan gun.
This is a long-barreled firearm that can fire ten rounds of ammunition.