Chapter three hundred and fortieth organization completed
"Mr. Mo, please take a rest, your body will not be able to bear it if this continues."
The crowded workshop was filled with the sound of hammers hammering, hundreds of forging furnaces were at full fire, and with a huge team of hundreds of craftsmen, the temperature at this moment had almost exceeded the limit that ordinary people could endure.
Seeing that Mr. Mo, who had just returned from the front line at the port, was engaged in the intense work of making organs again, the officers responsible for protecting him were a little unbearable and tried to dissuade the old man of the Mo family from temporarily putting down the tools in his hands.
"The young people on the front line are still fighting to the death, so why should we rest in the rear? We must seize the time. Our agencies can be deployed earlier, the mine strike plan can be implemented faster, and the casualties on the frontal battlefield can be reduced."
Rejecting the officer's proposal without hesitation, Mr. Mo carefully took out a stone as big as half a palm from a black box. The silver stone was trembling slightly, and streaks of lightning were still coming out from inside.
, this is a rare mineral that arrived in Qinglan City with the material transport team not long ago. It is called thunder stone because of its extremely rare lightning properties.
And this Lei Gong Stone that Liu Yuntian and the escort soldiers he led exchanged their lives for is the key to the thunder plan, and will also be one of the most important arrangements in Liu Chong's overall plan.
"General, the enemy's attacks are becoming more and more fierce. The defense line can no longer withstand it. The brothers are already risking their lives. Is there no news from the coach?"
The officer, whose face was covered with blood and even his chest armor was damaged, quickly came to Liu Qingling's side. As the battle lasted longer and longer, the disadvantage of the Cangyun Empire's serious shortage of monks was gradually magnified, and a firm foothold was established.
The soldiers of the Penglai Army have gradually regained their morale and confidence.
The defense line has shrunk to the extreme, and there is no room to retreat no matter what. Before half a stick of incense, Liu Qingling issued an order to all personnel in the fourth defense zone to defend the position to the death and not to retreat even half a step. It is conceivable that more than ten times the
The gap in the number of monks needs to be made up by how many ordinary soldiers sacrifice their lives.
In order to withstand the continuous charge of the Penglai Army, most of the 100,000 soldiers belonging to the fourth defense zone have been killed. When the battle entered its most intense moment, seven or eight ordinary soldiers hugged an enemy monk tightly, and then detonated the weapons in their arms.
Scenes of explosives dying together have been staged throughout the port.
The monks on the empire side were also furious. They saw a Dan-Jie realm monk from the Xuantian Sword Sect raising the giant sword in his hand and slashing hard at the enemy in front of him. The enemy's long knife also stabbed him at the same time.
It penetrated the pit of his heart. No matter what martial arts or skills were, it no longer mattered when the energy in the body was completely exhausted. What was competing now was the willpower of both sides. Whoever can grit his teeth can defeat his opponent.
"The mine strike plan is still being prepared. Before there is an order to retreat, our mission is to defend our current position. Even if we kill all the people in the fourth defense zone, we must hold it back. This is an order!"
At this time, Liu Qingling's heart was bleeding. Hundreds of imperial soldiers were dying on the battlefield at the port every moment. No general could remain indifferent, but military orders were military orders. Only by realizing the final goal
Victory can make these fallen soldiers deserve their death and make their efforts meaningful.
"Yes! I will fight with them!"
The officer's eyes were bloodshot, and he saluted Liu Qingling again. He knew that this might be the last salute in his life, so even though his arm was injured and difficult to lift, he still insisted on completing the action, but when he turned around and left, he did not
It was noticed that Liu Qingling had already put on her battle armor at this moment, and the spear she had not held in her hand for many years had been polished and polished.
"As long as there is one soldier left in my fourth defense zone, you can't even think of passing by me, Liu Qingling!"
Compared with the unprecedented tragedy on the main battlefield in the port, Li Muxin's mission was more of a mental pressure. After activating the disguise bracelet, he was completely a different person. After joining the new formation, he was urgently sent to the location.
The third defense zone position on the main road east of the city is the area where the mine strike plan is about to be implemented.
Li Mu, who had just joined the new team, was surprised to find that the team of 20 people were all serious monks. Among them, there were nine who were at the Infant Transformation Realm, including himself. In such a tight battle situation,
Under the circumstances, the twenty of them were arranged to garrison on this deserted street. It can be seen that this place will definitely become the top priority of this war in the future.
"Senior, I think you are very cool? Did you serve in the army before or were you sent here by the sect?"
Not long after entering the defense area, the soldiers beside Li Mu took the initiative to strike up a conversation. With his fair face, one could tell that this person was from a noble family or sect. He had never seen fighting on the battlefield and was looking at him curiously.
Looking at the surrounding environment and seeing that Li Mu had been silent, he took the initiative to speak.
"Senior, I don't dare take this position. I am a casual cultivator who happened to be practicing near Qinglan City. I heard that the country was in trouble, so I enlisted in the army."
Li Mu was stunned by the young man's senior words, but he immediately realized that he now looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. After briefly replying to his teammates' questions, he focused his attention again.
On the immediate defense zone environment.
"Wow, did the senior cultivate by himself? It is really not easy to cultivate to the level of the Infant Transformation Realm. My name is Bai Jingting, a disciple of the Zichuan Sect. However, my junior's talent is limited. I am already twenty-five this year, and I have only cultivated to the level of the Infant Transformation Realm.
He is at the perfect level of the Dan Formation Realm. He was sent by the sect to support him this time. He has no experience in large-scale battles. Please ask your seniors to take care of you later."
But this disciple of the Zichuan Sect was obviously a familiar one. He was even a little excited when he first entered the battlefield. A series of self-introductions and enthusiastic greetings of brothers made Li Mu unable to have any unpleasant thoughts, so he took advantage of the mission before it started.
, he recounted his previous combat experience, excluding the beginning and the end, but unexpectedly, Bai Jingting's eyes instantly showed admiration.
"Here we come, is that the Mo family's secret weapon that the general just said? It is said that it is so powerful that even the monks in the Transformation Infant Realm can't resist it."
There was the sound of wheels scraping against the ground not far away, causing the two of them to cast their gaze over at the same time. They saw transport trucks slowly approaching. The objects covered with tarpaulins on the vehicles were obviously extremely heavy, and even if they were pulled by ten horses, it would be difficult to see them.
Extremely strenuous.
"Senior, can this Mo family's mechanism really affect the monks in the Transformation Realm? No matter how powerful ordinary artillery fire is, as long as the monks deliberately dodge, it will still be difficult to hit, right?"
Bai Jingting's doubt actually represents the understanding of a large part of the low-level monks in the immortal world. The art of mechanical artillery is mostly used in large-scale battles, and the people it targets are basically ordinary soldiers. As for why it is not used to restrict monks, then
This is due to reasons such as high cost, poor effect, and weak maneuverability.
But these are only limited to ordinary mechanisms. The Mohist family's mechanism manufacturing is unique among the top monks in the entire fairy world, and the Mohist family is also one of the few families recognized to be able to rely on mechanism skills to be on an equal footing with traditional monks.
In Li Mu's view, whether it was the "water beast" bomb that showed its prowess in the ambush battle in the East China Sea, or the dazzling artillery array on the port embankment, Mr. Mo almost destroyed 20% of the Penglai fleet with his own strength.
Battleship, such a performance is difficult for any monk to achieve, even if he is in the Tribulation Realm.
"Take a look, Mr. Mo's works will definitely make your eyes shine."