In the northern part of the battlefield, there are islands like the moon, reefs outside, suspended walls inside, and the two corners are clamped together, forming a dangerous pass.

This is the place where the two tribes fought most fiercely. Because the island is like a crescent moon, it is named.

When Ruimu Fengnian and Meng Yue climbed onto the island, the air was filled with a strong bloody smell, which made people feel throbbing and nervous.

"It's been almost ten years, and I've been back here, but it's still not changed at all."

Meng Yue stood by the cliff and felt very moved.

He never thought that he would return to the battlefield in the sea, but it felt good, with passion and passion, just like a scene of fighting side by side with his brothers many years ago.

It’s a pity that many years have passed, and everything has changed.

"Uncle Meng, what should we do next?"

Ruimu Fengnian and Mrs. Bai walked up, with a hint of worry between their eyebrows. The mother and son did not understand military affairs and did not know how to start.

Now that the sea tribe army has retreated, the monks garrisons here have also retreated, so Yueer Island is in ruins and nothing is available, and everything can only depend on them.

After pondering for a while, Meng Yue calmed down and said, "In the future, we will station on Yueer Island, and grow while grinding... However, if we want to defend this place, we must have three guarantees: one is military preparation, two is supplies, and three is population."

Mrs. Bai took the speech and said, "We are not short of supplies. Mr. Zhuo has already prepared a large amount of food and elixirs for us, which is enough for a million people to use for a year."

Ruimu Fengnian continued: "I also have the refining materials and immortal stones prepared by Brother Zhuo for us. In conjunction with the inheritance of Tiangong, we can refine many immortal martial arts armors and the equipment can be guaranteed."

Meng Yue nodded and said, "Sir, I have always missed everything. I am not worried about these things. The most important thing now is population supply. The war damage on Yueer Island is extremely high. If there are no prepared soldiers as a supplement, our army will be destroyed sooner or later broken up."

Mrs. Bai frowned slightly and said, "Does the coach and the others care?"

Meng Yue shook his head and said with a wry smile: "We are cannon fodder, how can the army of immortal cultivators care about our lives and death? So we can only rely on ourselves!"

"So do you have any ideas?"

"Well, the immortal cultivators can't count on it, so we can only recruit a large number of mortals here. Anyway, there is nothing in the Kunlun Sea, but there is no shortage of mortals."

After a pause, Meng Yuefu said again: "And, mortals are more trustworthy than immortal cultivators. As long as we can drive out our fame and let all mortals in the Kunlun Sea see the dawn of hope, there will naturally be endless military forces... If the mortal armed forces develop to a certain extent, we will no longer be afraid of any immortal cultivators."

"good!"

Ruimu Fengnian and Mrs. Bai were energetic and had a hint of perseverance in their eyes.

...

Next, Meng Yue gathered all the mortals together, began a series of appointments of rights, and divided the responsibilities.

"Ruimu Fengnian is the commander of the Xianwu Armor Camp, responsible for combat training and Xianwu production."

"Ruimu received his order in a good harvest!"

"Wang Hu is the leader of the scout camp and is responsible for patrolling the island shore. If there is any disturbance, he will issue a warning as soon as possible!"

"Wang Hu takes the order!"

"Zhao Wei is the commander of Qianji Battalion, responsible for crossbowmen and battle formation training, and has completed defense fortifications with the help of dangerous passes."

"Zhao Wei receives the order!"

"Niu Da Niu Er, you brothers are responsible for logistics support and fully cooperate with Mrs. Bai in rectifying the internal affairs."

"And Zhang Yuan, Yu Qiu..."

As Meng Yue ordered orders in an orderly manner, everyone gradually calmed down from their initial panic and uneasy emotions, and even had a little more longing.

This will be their new starting point and a turning point in their destiny.

...

Half a month later, Yueer Island was completely renovated.

The ruins were cleaned up and replaced by brand new camps, arranged neatly and guarded.

Three hundred thousand troops, one hundred thousand runes, thousands of fairy martial arts armor, hundreds of spirit gathering tower formations, and several runes and spirit tools and mechanism traps...

This is the current combat power of Yueer Island, which is more than ten times stronger than the battle of Di Ling Island.

"boom!"

"Boom--"

In the sky, dark clouds are densely covered with depression and deepness. The bitter sea breeze stirs up thousands of waves, which makes it feel like a storm is coming.

"Uncle Meng, can we really defend it?"

Ruimufengnian came to the edge of the sea cliff and stood side by side with Meng Yue.

After participating in the Battle of Diling Island, although Ruimu grew up gradually, he still couldn't let go of life and death on the battlefield.

When fighting, it is not about treating guests to dinner, it will kill people, and many people will die.

Every time he watched those familiar or strange figures fall in front of him, Ruimu Fengnian felt sad. After all, he was a teenager. His blood had not cooled down and his heart was not numb, so he became more persistent and passionate about life.

Meng Yue patted Ruimu Fengnian on the shoulder and asked back, "Xiaonian, do you think Mr. Zhuo will show us a dead end?"

"Of course not!"

Ruimu Fengnian answered decisively, with a little more strange look in his eyes. He trusted Zhuo Yunxian 100%, and even respected and worshiped Meng Yue.

Meng Yue laughed: "That's right. Since Mr. Zhuo has such an arrangement, we will definitely not go to a dead end. This is the test given to us by Mr. Mr., if we can't even pass a mere test, how can we break our own shackles? Change the fate of mortals?"

"Well, I believe we can."

Ruimu suddenly felt confident in his longevity and stared at the front with a bright look.

...

Three days later, the sea clan army was in danger of being overwhelmed again, and the entire sea battlefield suddenly fell into chaos.

As the frontline of the Northern Region, Yueer Island is naturally the first to bear the brunt.

However, what everyone did not expect was that only hundreds of thousands of mortals on Yue'er Island actually blocked the impact of the sea clan army and did not rely on the army of monks to have one soldier.

On the contrary, the other islands fought fiercely and suffered heavy losses!

...

Zhen Customs, Grand Marshal's Mansion.

At this time, the coach of the Northern Region Miao Zhenhai was staring at the battle report, with an incredible look in his eyes.

"This...how is this possible!?"

Miao Xiaofei took the battle report and saw his eyes wide open.

This is a battle report about Yueer Island. After verification and record, this time the battle between the two tribes of the sea was invaded by tens of thousands of people, but less than a thousand people died. The number of strange beasts of the sea clan killed more than 100,000 is simply incredible and a miracle.

You know, even if the elite troops in the Northern Region were dispatched, they would have similar results.

In this way, the rise of the mortal army has become inevitable, becoming another major force besides the Sea Clan and Kunlun Immortal Army, with a three-legged stalemate.

Moreover, mortals are not like the immortal cultivators of the Kunlun Immortal Sect. They are not bound by the Kunlun slave seal, and their life and death are under their control.

Therefore, even the Kunlun Immortal Sect is helpless unless the Kunlun Immortal Sect wants to fight to the death and be cheaper to the alien race.

Fortunately, the mortal armed forces had no antonyms, so Kunlun Immortal Sect had to turn a blind eye.

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