Of the millions of Southern Xinjiang warriors, there are now less than 200,000 Southern Xinjiang warriors left, and all the others died in the battle.
The hundreds of thousands of surviving Southern Xinjiang warriors are responsible for guarding the supplies. They must light 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 heaven.
Fortunately, hundreds of thousands of warriors chose to self-destruct, completely frightening away the Storm Legion. Those knights of the Storm Legion no longer had the courage to charge again.
From this perspective, all the warriors in southern Xinjiang who directly participated in the battle against the enemy were shattered and no one survived.
Therefore, Ah Jiumei asked Ye Xiaochuan to come over to the west battlefield to take a look.
Therefore, when Ajiumei mentioned the warriors of Southern Xinjiang, she was full of admiration and respect.
Ye Xiaochuan's expression became very solemn when he learned the news that the Shui Le clan leader had died in battle.
Some of the red-robed disciples who came from southern Xinjiang in the team behind them also looked sad.
Ye Xiaochuan said slowly: "Where is Shan'er, the daughter of the Shui Le clan leader, now? Did you come with us?"
Long Tianshan and other demon sect masters looked at each other in confusion.
The disciple in red was caught by Wang Keke personally. Even if they were integrated in Qiming Mountain during this period, Long Tianshan and others could rarely get access to the specific information about the disciple in red.
So they didn't know who the good man was.
There were some disciples in red clothes in the team, and one of them came out.
Said: "Master, Junior Sister Shan'er is the deputy hall master of Taiyin Hall of Taifengzimen, and is currently stationed at Pilgrim Peak."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Keep an eye on her and don't let her do stupid things."
Ye Xiaochuan's prestige in Southern Xinjiang is very high. At this moment, the surviving warriors of Southern Xinjiang, seeing Ye Xiaochuan coming in person, turned their grief and anger into strength, held their heads high and never let their tears fall.
Ye Xiaochuan slowly walked on the battlefield full of corpses. Since most of the people died by self-explosion with thunder and fire bombs, the battlefield was full of broken limbs, broken arms, and internal organs and intestines.
Someone started vomiting again.
Even Qin Lan, who was extremely virtuous, was vomiting.
Accompanied by the head of the Yanlin clan of the Southern Territory Tribe, Ye Xiaochuan came to the material storage area behind the battlefield.
There are a lot of supplies, not only supplies for a million-strong army, but also a large number of black fire weapons, and some supplies for the 300,000 vanguard beast riders.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Chief Yanlin, how much of this batch of black gunpowder is left?"
The leader of the Yanlin tribe said: "Most of the black gunpowder in the clay pots and the black gunpowder in the bamboo tubes were used last night. The main thing piled here now are unopened gunpowder barrels, about 200,000 barrels.
With our current manpower, we can’t carry so much supplies.”
Ye Xiaochuan said: "The black powder cannot be thrown away. I will find a way to solve the problem of transporting supplies.
You should be deployed by Zhan Ying now. Did Zhan Ying give you any combat orders?"
The leader of the Yanlin clan said: "General Zhan Ying gave us two orders before he led the beast cavalry northward the night before.
He seemed to have expected that we would fight against the Storm Legion in the wasteland. His first combat order was to cooperate with the Red Feather Army and try his best to block the Storm Legion's march south, allowing the human cavalry to regroup and buy time.
The second order is that after the wasteland blocking battle is over, the surviving soldiers should avoid the Storm Legion and secretly drive to a place called Thousand Eyes Valley after nightfall to stand by.
I've seen the map, and the Thousand Eyes Valley is not in the north, but in the southeast. It's about a hundred miles south of Tianying Pass.
We traveled here at night and starry to fight the enemy. All the warriors in southern Xinjiang are ready to die in the western region.
I can’t figure out why General Zhan Ying transferred us south, isn’t that getting further and further away from the Longmen battlefield?”
Not only the leader of the Yanlin clan couldn't figure it out, but Qu Jiuyuan couldn't figure it out either.
Because now, the more than one million officers and soldiers of the West-Suppressing Army who disappeared have gathered in Qianmu Valley.
Yesterday evening, Qu Jiuyuan held a huge swearing-in meeting at Tianying Pass. He disobeyed Zhao Zian's combat order and led the Zhenxi Army out of the pass without authorization.
However, Qu Jiuyuan did not lead his soldiers to the north, but secretly walked south under the cover of night.
By this morning, all the troops had entered Thousand Eyes Valley.
From taking the oath to go out to war to stationing in 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 standby, but out of his trust in Zhan Ying, he did it anyway.
Regarding the war between mortal armies, Ye Xiaochuan is a layman, while Zhan Ying is a professional.
Since Ye Xiaochuan put Zhan Ying in charge of the soldiers in southern Xinjiang, he would not question Zhan Ying's strategies and tactics.
He said: "Since Zhan Ying asked you to go to Thousand Eyes Valley, then you can set off tonight... As for these supplies, I will ask the disciples of Gui Xuan Sect to help you transport them."
This is the only thing Ye Xiaochuan can do currently.
After visiting the survivors in southern Xinjiang, Ye Xiaochuan had no intention of staying here any longer.
He has never been a hard-hearted person. Seeing the tragic situation here, his heart bleeds.
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 disciples in red standing neatly behind them.
When the human cultivators and celestial cultivators gathered near the sand dunes in the east saw the disciples in red lining up at the entrance of the inn, they all knew that they were welcoming Ye Xiaochuan's arrival.
At noon, Ye Xiaochuan led a group of people to the Longmen Inn.
Wang Keke likes to do some fancy things. The moment Ye Xiaochuan fell, Wang Keke waved his hand.
More than a thousand red-clothed disciples behind him suddenly drew out their fairy swords, stabbed the ground, knelt down on one knee, and held the hilt of the sword.
They shouted in unison: "See Master!"
The disciples in red are all direct descendants of Ye Xiaochuan, and they almost never call Ye Xiaochuan the sect leader. They all regard themselves as Ye Xiaochuan's disciples. The words "Master" were shouted out by more than a thousand high-level cultivators, and the sound
It is loud and clear, whether it is Longbei Mountain, Longmen, or the heavenly gathering place further north, or the human cultivator gathering place to the east, you can hear it clearly.
Chu.
Seeing the master, he shouted out the domineering spirit and fighting spirit of the disciples of Gui Xuan Sect.
And these are exactly what the world of human cultivation lacks today.
Ye Xiaochuan first looked at Wang Keke and Qin Guichen, and then swept across the disciple in red who was kneeling on one knee holding the fairy sword.
He said slowly: "Everyone, please get up."
"Here!"
Everyone stood up and moved in unison. There were more than a thousand people, just like one person.
This is the terrifying tacit understanding between the disciples in red.
They have lived together since childhood, and their tacit understanding is unimaginable to others.
In the distance, Longbei Mountain, Longmen, heavenly monks, and human cultivators all looked at the scene of Ye Xiaochuan coming to Longmen.
What ordinary people think in their minds is: "This is a group of well-trained soldiers." What the cultivators think of is "This is a group of masters of cultivation who have a high degree of tacit understanding."
