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Chapter 619

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It was easy to understand the origin of the 42nd Brigade. If there was a 1, then there was a 2. If there was a 41, then there was a 42. However, after this battle, no one called them the 42nd Brigade anymore. Instead, they were called the Bronze Torrent. Some people called them the Bronze Mudslide.

Mo Chengkong and the others didn't mind. It didn't matter whether it was a mudslide or a torrent. What mattered was that they suddenly stood out among the group of numbers. Everyone else was just a number. Only they had a unique code, which was recognized by the entire island. This was glory.

A group of people came up to help Mo Chengkong and the others up and thank them. However, Mo Chengkong and the others didn't appreciate it. Wang Xu rushed over from the defense line to help Mo Chengkong up. Mo Chengkong calmly looked into his eyes and said, "I'm fine. I just feel sore all over. Why don't you just let me lie here quietly …"

Wang Xu: "…"

The two of them were very close. They had been classmates for seven years and were now close friends. Wang Xu simply sat next to Mo Chengkong to keep him company.

As for Chen Zuan, he held Du Xuemei's hand tightly and righteously refused all those who wanted to help him up. At the same time, he also refused those who wanted to help Du Xuemei. Du Xuemei didn't say anything. She just lay quietly beside Chen Zuan.

When everyone had the strength to sit up, Mo Chengkong suddenly asked curiously, "Zu An, you are stronger than us. You should be able to recover faster. Why can't you sit up yet?"

Du Xuemei immediately pulled her hand away. Chen Zu An sat up and glared at Mo Chengkong. "Are you doing this on purpose?"

Lü Shu smiled and said, "Get up. It's time to eat."

When it was time to distribute the food, Mo Chengkong found that they had more than enough. Someone asked curiously, "Why are we given so much food?"

The Dao Yuan Class student in charge of distributing the food smiled and said, "You are the most tired, so you should eat more. Tengra Chen told you to eat. Don't worry."

Special treatment would always make people happier. This was also a manifestation of other people's respect for them. However, everyone felt at ease because they had risked their lives for this respect.

Chen Zu An suddenly realized that Lü Shu had been silent all this while. He asked curiously, "Brother Shu, what are you thinking about?"

Lü Shu turned to look at him and said, "It's not a good idea to continue wasting time like this. I feel that there's something strange about these Seafolk warriors, but I don't know what's strange about them. In the end, if we want to end this ruin, we have to get the core of the array."

Lü Shu couldn't tell him the information he got from the negative emotions, but he felt that something was wrong with the way the merfolk warriors turned into dust after they died and how the merfolk warriors didn't hesitate to kill the merfolk warriors.

Every time they attacked, tens of thousands of Merfolk soldiers would die on the island's defense line. However, the enemy's attacks never stopped.

Were there really so many Sea Race warriors under the sea?

Lü Shu's desire to go down became stronger and stronger. With his unique conditions, he seemed to be the best candidate to go down and take a look.

"Do you think we can offer some tributes like how people used to pray for rain in ancient times and ask the Sea Race to give us the core of the array?" Chen Zu An suddenly had an idea.

Lü Shu said grumpily, "Don't be so superstitious. In ancient times, when people prayed for rain, they would put three pig heads on the ground. Did the Dragon King owe you three pig heads or something?"

"Huh?" Lü Shu suddenly remembered that there was a dragon in his Chengying Sword. Should he ask him some other day to see if this method of praying for rain was reliable or not? Maybe he would get beaten up!

Mo Chengkong suddenly said, "Zu An, you and Du Xuemei are together, right?"

Chen Zu An suddenly became shy. "I think so."

Mo Chengkong was a bit regretful. "I used to pursue a girl, but I didn't dare to ask her. I tried once, but I didn't succeed. She was an ordinary person, not a student of the Dao Yuan Class."

"Look at you, you're a little weak." Chen Zu'an had a triumphant look on his face as he said, "You took the initiative in this matter. You can't wait for the girl to take the initiative, right? Tell me, how did you test her?"

"I said I wanted to invite her to watch a movie," Mo Chengkong said. "But she insisted on seeing my family first."

Chen Zu'an was stunned. What kind of trick was this? "Look at your family? How old are you guys? What did she say to you? "

Mo Chengkong said sadly, "She said to look for your mother."

Chen Zu'an: "..."

Lü Shu: "… Hehe, a girl with quite a character."

Everyone was seizing the time to rest because no one knew when the Seafolk would attack again. Everyone assumed that the Seafolk would always be eyeing this place.

After this battle, many people put on bronze armor. However, as Lü Shu had imagined, very few people wore full armor. Most people wore armguards and leg guards.

Lü Shu felt that if Young Master Sea came out and saw this group of people, he would explode on the spot. He looked around at the tired but determined faces and could not help but sigh. Originally, Nie Ting chose to let the students from the Dao Yuan Class come in to train the soldiers. After this battle, Nie Ting had achieved his goal.

They were not strong soldiers who had been through hundreds of battles, but they would definitely be able to go out and fight.

It had been more than a year since the Dao Yuan Class was established. However, it took more than a year to train such a group of talents.

Lü Shu remembered someone once said that war was fought with people.

There was a price to train the soldiers. Today, there were nearly a thousand deaths. The Seafolk were not easy to deal with. Some people were talking and laughing before entering the relic, but now they were gone.

When the battle was over and everyone quieted down, they would think of their dead friends and classmates. The living could only feel sad and fight the enemy.

The so-called suffering meant that the dead could not be recovered and the living had to suffer.

Since the goal of training the soldiers had been achieved, they had to end the battle as soon as possible.

Chen Baili landed next to Lü Shu and asked, "What do you think about the array eye?"

Lü Shu thought for a long time and said, "I don't have any ideas for now."

"Well, remember to tell me if you have any ideas." Chen Baili said and left. Mo Chengkong and the others were surprised to find that even Chen Baili wanted to get some ideas from Lü Shu.

However, Chen Zuan was relatively calm. It was a normal operation …

At this time, the Seafolk attacked again. This time, the students from the Dao Yuan Class all over the safety islands were shocked. What did they see?

"Oh my god, is this caused by the bronze mudslide …"

"What's the principle behind this? Is it a new type of soldier or something? "

Among the Seafolk soldiers, one-third of them were bare-chested and did not have tridents in their hands.

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