The two prefectures had just achieved an unprecedented victory in the North, and the military headquarters were full of confidence from top to bottom.
In Le Junhou's view, there was nothing that could not be defeated, and the so-called enemies in the Wilderness were nothing in his eyes.
The reason why he came so quickly this time was because a large number of generals had appeared in the war in the North due to their merits.
However, there was always a group of people who were afraid of the cruelty of war and did not participate in the war in the North. Now, they were vainly trying to obtain enough merits from the Shuang Continent.
From the reports they received, the Xuanfu easily resolved the offensive of the Shuang Continent, and successfully raided the Shuang Continent, forcing the Shuang Continent to not dare to appear.
It seemed that the Shuang Continent's fighting strength was not strong, and it was a good target for them to establish themselves and earn merits.
Under Le Junhou's insistence, the Tenki-in Hall no longer cared about Zhang Yu's warning, and began to build military fortresses and platforms in the Wilderness.
This was to be the bridgehead to attack the Shuang Continent. After all, the Qingyang Upper Continent did not have the secret technique of the Shuang Continent, and the flying ships carrying Xuan Weapons could not continuously fly thousands or even tens of thousands of li to attack the enemy.
It was necessary to use the military fortresses like how they dealt with Tai Bo. Of course, to deal with the Shuang Continent, there was no need to use the power of the entire continent, and only a few border provinces were enough to support it.
Moreover, the military bases that were built were not useless after the war. They could build garrison towns around these places and bring the vast wasteland back under their effective control.
Because they had prepared well in advance, and all kinds of materials were abundant, in just a short five or six days, under the efforts of the Tenki-in Hall, several military fortresses were erected in the Wilderness.
Zhang Yu also saw that the Tenki-in Hall had made new moves after the arrival of the military headquarters. He had already advised them, and since these people insisted on not listening, he would not say anything more.
However, he would still send a letter to the two prefectures as a final warning, so as to avoid any problems and blame it on the Xuanfu.
In the past few days, other than dealing with some necessary matters, he spent most of his time cultivating and preparing for the upcoming battle.
On this day, a disciple came to report, "Xuan Zheng, a Daoist has come to the Spiritual Mysterious Realm."
When Zhang Yu sent the letter that day, he had been waiting for a reply from the Spiritual Mysterious Realm. When he heard that there were already people there, he waved his hand to dismiss the disciple and walked out himself.
The newcomer was a young cultivator in a light robe. He looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He cupped his fists towards Zhang Yu and said, "You must be Zhang Xuanzheng. My name is Yu Fu, and I'm here to bring Martial Uncle Mo's soul back."
Zhang Yu flicked his sleeve, and the sword that originally belonged to Mo Guangchen on the table immediately floated towards the other party.
He said, "Daoist Mo's soul is residing in here. However, when I tried to communicate with him, he didn't respond. I'm not sure how much he can retain."
Previously, Mo Guangchen's consciousness was controlled by someone, and his soul was also damaged to a certain extent. The reason he was able to retain a little of it was because this sword was connected to his mind. It was already considered a part of him.
Solemnly, Yu Fu raised his hands and received the sword. He took out a roll of cloth that shone with flowing light and wrapped the sword properly. Only then did his expression become serious. He looked at Zhang Yu and cupped his fists, "Zhang Xuanzheng, my sect has entrusted me with a question."
Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Please ask, Daoist."
Yu Fu asked, "Xuanzheng said in the letter that Martial Uncle Mo was controlled by someone and his consciousness was influenced. That was why he fought with Xuanzheng in this station. Does Xuanzheng know the identity of the person behind this?"
Zhang Yu replied, "I'm not completely sure yet. However, before Daoist Mo left, he hinted to me that this person's figure was very likely Ancestor Yuan Tong."
"Ancestor Yuan Tong?"
Yu Fu revealed a look of surprise.
Zhang Yu stretched out his hand and pointed. Immediately, the figure of a young man with red eyes and white skin appeared beside him. He said, "This is what Daoist Mo told me before he left."
Yu Fu took a few glances at it and memorized it carefully. However, this image alone could not explain anything because anyone could create something like this.
He thought for a moment and said seriously, "Yes, I'm not doubting Zhang Xuanzheng. I just want to ask, does Zhang Xuanzheng have any proof?"
Zhang Yu said, "It doesn't matter whether this person is Ancestor Yuan Tong. Since he used Daoist Mo to deal with me, then as long as I'm still here, this person will not stop. If Daoist Yu is willing, you can stay here for a few more days. I'm sure you'll be able to see the results."
Yu Fu was slightly embarrassed. He came here to take Mo Guangchen's soul back. If he stayed here, he did not know how long he would have to stay. However, just as he was thinking, the sword in his hand suddenly vibrated.
He was slightly startled and then sighed, "Martial Uncle Mo, do you also want to stay?" He restrained his expression and bowed to Zhang Yu, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble you."
The Heavenly Fate Institute moved extremely quickly. Before the arrival of the new year, most of the military forts had been completed. The thousand soldiers that Marquis Le had brought with him were all stationed in the five forts that were spread out in different directions.
Although these soldiers could not go back to celebrate the New Year, there were not many who complained. They came here to win merits in the battle of Shuang Zhou. If it were not for the fact that it was close to the end of the year and there were fewer people competing with them, they might not have been able to win this time.
However, they were not depressed. Although the wasteland was bitterly cold, there were various heat sources in the military forts, so it was as warm as spring.
Because the battle with Tabor had just ended, the remaining supplies were transferred here, so there was not the slightest shortage of food and clothing. Instead, it could be said that they were abnormally plentiful.
In addition, because the expedition to Shuang Zhou had not yet begun and it was the eve of the New Year, the management of the camp was not so strict. Many soldiers with good family backgrounds also brought some Creators who could sing and dance, specifically to liven up the atmosphere of the New Year's banquet.
Marquis Le also turned a blind eye to this. There were many people among these soldiers that he could not afford to offend. Before the New Year, as long as they did not go too far, he could only treat it as a morale boost.
However, he still arranged for the necessary sentries and did not neglect them. Not taking Xuanfu's warning to heart was one thing, but if he was completely negligent, he would be courting death.
Time quickly came to the New Year's Eve of the 377th year of the Great Xuan Calendar.
While the soldiers in the military fort were celebrating the New Year's banquet, in the deep and endless night sky, a young man with red eyes and white skin appeared.
He looked at the shining military fort in the wasteland and stretched out his hand. In an instant, hundreds and thousands of evil spirits completely condensed from evil Qi appeared on the ground, and then silently rushed towards the military fort.
The military fort was built very tall and sturdy, and there were many Creator's Messenger Birds around it.
When these Messenger Birds discovered these evil spirits, they immediately let out a shrill cry.
The soldiers on sentry duty immediately woke up and shouted, "Enemy attack!" At the same time, a sharp alarm reverberated over the entire military fort.
All the soldiers who were celebrating the new year immediately reacted. Their armor quickly spread and covered their entire body. They called out to each other and formed several battle formations in a short period of time. They rushed out of the inner hall and faced the evil spirits head-on.
Even though most of these soldiers were preparing to come to the Frost Continent to gain experience and merit, all of them had undergone complete military training in the palace, and each of them had an observer to give the right advice, so they made the right response at the first moment.
At this time, a huge Creator's Flood Dragon flew out of the military fort, hovering in the sky, and from time to time, it would spray out a rainbow light. When the evil spirits touched it, they would immediately collapse and disappear.
Looking at this scene from afar, Ancestor Yuan Tong was also a little surprised. He had thought that it would be easy to kill these mortals, but he did not expect that these evil spirits would not be able to break in for a while, and now it seemed that there was a possibility that they would be wiped out.
In fact, it was the first time he had seen these profound armors and creations, and suddenly he found that this world seemed to be different from what he had seen before.
It had been more than fifty years since he was killed, but in fact, before that, he had not interacted with the mortal world for hundreds of years.
In fact, for a high-level cultivator like him, who had the ability to turn the world upside down, he did not need to care about these things. Even if he knew, he would just laugh it off.
But now, he was just a wisp of remnant soul, and his strength was much weaker than before, so he could not completely ignore these things.
But even so, it would only take him a little more effort.
He stood still, and just with a thought, endless evil spirits surged up within a radius of more than a hundred miles, and swept towards the military fort in the middle!
In the Tenki-in Hall's base, Marquis Le was entertaining Chang Gu and the craftsmen of the Tenki-in Hall. He toasted Chang Gu and said, "Mr. Chang, your side is building the military fort very quickly, but I wonder if you can speed up the progress a little?"
Chang Gu said seriously, "I did it strictly according to the rules of the Tenki-in Hall."
Marquis Le said, "I know, I know, but Mr. Chang, sometimes you don't need to be so rigid. You know, the military forts built now are located at the rear, when the war starts, the people of Shuang Continent can't even take care of themselves, so there is no need to follow the rules everywhere.
Especially after the New Year, the army will arrive, and according to the current progress, we are still a little slow. As long as Mr. Chang is a little flexible, it will be good for both you and me. "
At this time, a soldier rushed in and cupped his fists, "Marquis Le, not good, something happened."
Marquis Le frowned and said unhappily, "What's the matter? Why are you so anxious? "
The soldier said with a pale face, "The military fort, the military fort we built in the wilderness has been destroyed."
Marquis Le's expression tensed up, he suddenly stood up and stared down, "Where is it?"
The soldier said in a trembling voice, "All, all," he tried to stabilize his voice, "all the military forts we built after we arrived have been destroyed, and the number of casualties is temporarily incalculable …"
Marquis Le's face turned pale.
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