The Soong Clan troops at Mt. Wuchuan suddenly retreated, leaving only one fighting force behind to put up a stubborn resistance in the most dangerous place.
Meanwhile, the remaining troops turned around and started looting their own territories. As the Soong Clan's territories, the northern strongholds were looted by the Soong Clan themselves.
On the same evening, the troops led by Zong Ying arrived at Fuzhi Bridge. He stood on the bridge and watched the transport vehicles pass by one after another. Suddenly, he said to his deputy commander beside him, "I don't know when we'll be able to come back after going north. Remember to bring along all the refugees who are responsible for fishing in each stronghold. Don't miss out on those who are good at animal husbandry either."
Zong Ying had also planned to retreat to the north, but he did not expect it to go so smoothly. Someone had helped him eliminate most of the Soong Clan's higher-ups.
To the north was the grasslands, a place outside the stronghold perimeter where wild animals roamed freely.
But what were wild animals to the regular army?
The deputy commander said, "A lot of people have deserted these past few days, but they've all been caught and killed."
"Mhm, it's normal for some people to want to escape." Zong Ying said with a smile, "In their opinion, even becoming refugees is better than going north to herd sheep. Don't worry, it's also a good thing to kill more people along the way and streamline the troops. After all, we still have a tough time ahead of us. It's also a good thing to intimidate the other troops."
Right now, Zong Ying was going to use extreme pressure to unite the defeated Soong Clan troops and bring them north.
These troops were his capital.
When they reached the grasslands, he could even abandon the armored brigade. After all, without the energy supply, mechanized troops would be of little value.
"Commander, when can we return?" the deputy commander suddenly asked.
"When Fortress 178 and the Kyung Clan start fighting, we can return." Zong Ying laughed heartily. "There's no room for two tigers on the same mountain. That day will come. Qing Zhen is an ambitious man, so how could he possibly let go of the juicy meat in the north? Let's go and wait and see. "
Actually, Zong Ying did not know if he could return. Even if Fortress 178 and the Kyung Clan started fighting, they would not have the strength to get back on the stage. They could only watch the others perform in a dark corner outside the stage.
Even if Zong Ying didn't plan to return, he couldn't tell his soldiers that.
He had to give these people a glimmer of hope. Only then would they give him time to grasp all the power in his hands.
But at this moment, a water arrow suddenly shot out from the river below the bridge. Zong Ying was shocked the moment he sensed the danger. No one had expected something to happen here!
This was an attack by a Transcendent!
Zong Ying quickly pulled his adjutant in front of him. He wanted to use his adjutant to block the water arrows, but when the water arrows reached Zong Ying, they instantly became invisible, becoming dense water needles.
Zong Ying hid behind the adjutant, and in an instant, the adjutant was riddled with holes from the water needles.
The supernatural being next to Zong Ying who was in charge of protecting him finally reacted and immediately exhaled a cloud of mist from his mouth.
The cloud transformed into a majestic eagle that hovered above Zong Ying's head, ready to protect him at any time.
But before Zong Ying could heave a sigh of relief, a huge transparent killer whale leaped out from the turbulent river below the bridge and leaped over the top of the bridge.
This killer whale was formed from water. When it leaped over everyone's heads and landed in the river behind them, it grabbed the eagle in midair and forcefully pulled it into the water.
The supernatural being next to Zong Ying spat out a mouthful of blood and slumped to the ground with a dispirited look on his face.
But this was not the end of the killing. Dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, and snowflakes began to fall.
The snowflakes were as sharp as blades, and they quickly pierced through Zong Ying's chest before disappearing.
Zong Ying fell to the ground.
This ambitious Soong Clan general did not manage to realize his ambitions in the end. However, he did not feel indignant before he died. The supernatural means he saw today were obviously not the work of the same person. It was the work of several supernatural beings working together to kill him.
And the ever-changing means they used in the water was clearly telling Zong Ying that the reason they allowed him to destroy the pontoon bridge at the Blackstone River that day was only to deceive him into thinking that Fortress 178 had no other way out. It was not that they could not do anything to those speedboats of yours.
Zong Ying sighed in his heart before he died. The old era was finally over.
…
After receiving the report, Wang Fengyuan looked at Zhang Jinglin. "Commander, Zong Ying is dead. It's just as you expected. They took the Fuzhi Bridge. Commander, you're really a genius."
Zhang Jinglin said with a smile, "Even you've learned to do this. If they want to get rid of us, that's the only way they can go. How can there be such a thing as a genius plan?"
Everyone thought there were very few supernatural beings in Fortress 178, but that was not the case at all.
In Wang Fengyuan's own words, "They were all frozen."
Those warriors suffered every day at the border outpost. When winter came, even their breath would freeze into ice. In that extremely cold and harsh environment, they forged the strongest will.
However, it was not enough to just endure the cold. They also had to have the most sincere faith in the world.
Did those warriors endure such harsh conditions for their own sake? Of course not!
Was it to gain merit and get promoted? That was also not the case.
They did it to protect the stronghold behind them.
Therefore, in the conditions for them to awaken as a supernatural being, both faith and suffering were indispensable.
Yang Xiaojin once told Ren Xiaosu that when disaster struck, willpower would be humanity's number one weapon in the face of danger.
Beasts would become stronger, and plants would become more unpredictable. But what did humans have? Willpower was the most correct path of evolution for humans.
Of course, even after suffering, supernatural beings were still the one in a million chosen ones. The fact that Fortress 178 had a secret force made up of supernatural beings was another secret that Wang Fengyuan kept in his heart.
Wang Fengyuan continued, "Commander, the frontline troops have also captured a supernatural being. He's the one who was able to locate the other supernatural beings. According to him, after the 131st Brigade defected, he found an opportunity to escape. He wanted to return to the front line at Mt. Wuchuan, but we caught him. "
"Oh?" Zhang Jinglin's interest was piqued. "Bring him here."
With that, several people outside escorted the supernatural being into the command center. When they saw him, they saw a chubby young man shouting, "I can help y 'all find other supernatural beings. Once y' all find them, you can control them. I'm very useful, so don't kill me!"
Zhang Jinglin asked with interest, "What's the scope of your search?"
"A radius of 100 kilometers." The tender-skinned supernatural being shouted, "There must be other supernatural beings hiding in Fortress 178, right? I can help y 'all find them."
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