After winning the battle, generals at all levels recorded a strong military achievement.

Fang Zhuxin was in a good mood, not only because she won the battle, but because she collected the soul power of millions of soldiers. Once again, it was emphasized that soul power and soul were different. Soul power was the power emitted by the soul. Some soul power would remain after the soul dissipated or entered the cycle of reincarnation. What Fang Zhuxin collected was these soul power that would dissipate in a short period of time. To put it bluntly, it was waste utilization.

"Oh, it's a pity that those Qinglong No. 1 slow cars were coming." Fang Zhuxin sighed.

The next morning, after Fang Zhuxin woke up from the meditation, he felt a little restless. After deducing it on the sand table, he felt that there was no omission. However, after deducing it, Fang Zhuxin felt that his restlessness became even worse. For this reason, Fang Zhuxin had to worry about it. He practiced "Soul Control Palm Soul Imagination Heaven and Earth", which is the top secret method of soul cultivation. Fang Zhuxin would definitely pay attention to this kind of intuition-like ominous feeling.

After thinking for a while, he called the messenger in and said, "Tell me the order, and each of the generals and soldiers at all levels will drop a drop of blood on their fingertips, and then send it to me."

"Yes." The messenger ran away after receiving the order, and he did not dare to doubt the general's order.

At this time, Fang Zhuxin's identity token sounded, and it was Wei De who contacted him: "Commander Fang, I am very satisfied with the results of yesterday's battle. I hope you can be cautious and kill the enemy with your heart. After the war is over, I will definitely ask you for merit from the emperor."

"I will understand it." Fang Zhuxin naturally knew Wei De's words. The first half of the sentence was to advise him not to get angry, and the second half might be polite and intense words. As for the truth or falsehood, Fang Zhuxin was not sure.

The messenger passed the order from Fang Zhuxin. Although everyone was wondering why the commander gave such an order, no one opposed it. It was not only because the military order was everywhere, but also because of yesterday's big victory that made the soldiers of the Pioneer Camp very convinced Fang Zhuxin and received the recognition and support of the soldiers.

The order was executed very quickly. In the evening of that day, several large streams of blood were sent, which was the blood of more than 500,000 troops.

Long Kuang is Fang Zhuxin's guard leader. Although he was wondering what Fang Zhuxin was going to do, he still didn't ask much.

In fact, Fang Zhuxin wanted the soldiers' fingertips to make blood just in case. That night, Fang Zhuxin took out the formation plate of the Tiangang Six Evil Formation and put it into the bucket.

After only half an hour, several large buckets were empty, and the array plate was spotless and there was no blood stain on it. If Fang Zhuxin hadn't operated it himself, he wouldn't have believed that such a two-palm-sized array plate had absorbed several large buckets of blood.

Fang Zhuxin picked up the array plate, took out twelve top-grade spirit stones from the spirit control ring, and loaded them on the array plate. The array plate can be activated at any time.

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In the middle of the night, the bright moon was hanging high. Yan Xiuwen, the commander of the left-wing army a hundred miles away, was sitting cross-legged in meditation and resting. There was still a tough battle to fight tomorrow.

Suddenly, a faint blood shadow flashed into the dark barracks, and the blood shadow turned into a human form in the darkness.

"Who?" Yan Xiuwen's reaction was extremely sharp, and he woke up instantly and said in a low voice.

"It's me!" A male voice rang.

"If you are not staying in the sect, why are you doing here when you come in?" Yan Xiuwen whispered, and after saying that, he waved his hand and a soundproofing ban enveloped the barracks.

"Senior Brother Third, you are not like this, you are a stranger. Junior Brother, I rarely come to see you once." A young man came out of the darkness and replied.

"Hmph, come on, come on, say something quickly." Yan Xiuwen's pale face showed a helpless expression.

"The clan has decided to unite with the Southern Yi to eliminate the Pioneer Camp." said the young master.

"Impossible! What is the relationship between Nanyi and us? You know that I finally got to this position now. Why is the sect so hasty?" Yan Xiuwen snorted coldly.

"I'm just here to pass on the order of the sect leader, don't ask me." The young master smiled bitterly, "Although our Blood Shadow Sect and the Xietian Sect cooperate, I don't understand why the sect leader gave such an order."

"Is it the order issued by the sect leader?" Yan Xiuwen said in surprise.

"Yes, the sect master personally gave me the order. Do I dare to pass the sect master's orders indiscriminately? The sect master said that after the third senior brother completed this task, he can turn back to the Blood Shadow Sect and practice the "Blood River Great Method" in the sect. You must congratulate the senior brother in advance. The "Blood River Great Method" is the highest skill in the sect. The third senior brother is the second among our fellow disciples who can be practiced." The young master said this, and it was obvious that this person had a good personal relationship with Yan Xiuwen.

"It's naturally the best." Yan Xiuwen narrowed his eyes and smiled. He lurked into the Dashen army. Isn't it just to make contributions to the sect so that he can practice the "Blood River Dafa"?

"Why did the sect fight against a small vanguard camp?" Yan Xiuwen pondered for a long time.

"No, no, it seems that the Xietian Sect took out some bargaining chips and temporarily joined forces with several major sects to act together." The young man shook his head and explained to Yan Xiuwen's confusion.

After hearing this, Yan Xiuwen nodded, so that's it. It seems that Dashen is going to fall into a big follower this time. To be honest, Yan Xiuwen lurked in the Dashen army for nearly a hundred years, and has accumulated merit and has taken up the current position. He holds millions of military power and has great power. If the task is completed, he has to give up all this and return to the sect. Yan Xiuwen is now quite conflicted, but in the end his life is greater than his power. He is about to condense the Xuan Dan. After practicing the Blood River Dao, the longevity realm is in sight. Who doesn't want to live longer?

"Senior Brother, this is to contact the letter of the order, and the younger brother said goodbye." The young man took out a letter of the order and threw it over, then turned into a phantom and left without a trace.

"Seventh Junior Brother's [Blood Shadow Variation] magical power has reached such a level." Yan Xiuwen sighed, looking at the Lingxin in his hand, his expression was a little complicated.

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It was dawn, and the soldiers of the Pioneer Camp, more than 500,000 troops who had maintained combat effectiveness, rose up. The wounded soldiers who had no combat effectiveness had already been sent back to Yumen Pass.

"Set out!" Fang Zhuxin waved his hand and the army drove away.

At this time, there is no need to march urgently. Because Dashen captured the four strongholds of Nanyi in a row, it would be strange if the other party did not receive any news.

The reinforcements from Nanyi were still thousands of miles away. If they wanted to come to rescue, they would have to go there in at least a month.

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Chapter completed!