It is relatively easy for a practitioner to sacrifice a magic weapon at the beginning, but it will become more and more difficult later on. The complete sacrifice of a magic weapon, the painstaking effort spent in it, is really beyond the reach of outsiders.
But at the moment when the magic weapon sacrifice is successful, the rewards brought are enough to deserve the painstaking efforts expended.
Although Mo He was already close to the middle stage of Yinshen Realm, according to his normal cultivation speed, it may take some time before he can truly reach this realm, but the feedback brought by the promotion of the Mo Yuzhu stick to the magic weapon made him Mo He directly crossed this period of time and reached the middle stage of Yinshen realm. At the same time, his comprehension of the way of life has also reached a higher level.
After returning to the third checkpoint, Mo He began to consolidate his cultivation base, and at the same time became familiar with the changes of the jade bamboo stick that was promoted to a magic weapon.
And because Mo Yuzhu stick has been promoted to a magic weapon, the treasure ban in it seems to have also promoted the formation of the innate immortal aura in Mohe's sea of consciousness, the formation of the second innate god ban, that group of continuously circulating talismans The number of texts has obviously increased, and there is already a vague outline of a layer of restriction. It may not take too long for the distance to really form.
Mo He was consolidating his own cultivation. The soldiers of Yuhe Mansion came to Xuelie Pass. The short adaptation time was over soon, and they began to undertake some tasks. Mo He was a nominal leader, but Tian Feng also They will ask Mohe for some things.
On the fifth day after arriving at Xuelie Pass, the soldiers of Mohe and Yuhe Mansion finally needed to change places. They were going to the second pass, ready to go to the battlefield at any time.
"Daoist, I heard that there are less than 30,000 of the 100,000 soldiers of the Liangping Mansion in Huangzhou. You said that after the 50,000 soldiers of my Yuhe Mansion go to the battlefield, how many of them will be able to go back with us in the end?" " On the way from the third checkpoint to the second checkpoint, Tian Feng whispered beside Mo He.
Hearing the words, Mo He turned his head and glanced at the other party's expression, but he didn't see a trace of fear on Tian Feng's face, instead he had a fighting spirit. It seemed that he said this sentence not because of worry, but because he was idle. Come for a casual chat.
"The general understands the situation on the battlefield better than I do. If you really go to the battlefield, the key to the survival of these 50,000 soldiers depends on you." Mo He didn't see anything from the opponent's expression, but he was still like this Said.
As a cultivator, this kind of charge on the battlefield is really not what he is good at. Even if he has a battle card on his body, Mo He will not directly step into the frontal battlefield unless he has to. A monk in the realm of Yin God, In such a battlefield, the power that can be exerted is really too small.
"What the Daoist said is, in fact, I am not worried that these soldiers will not come back from the battlefield. If I dare to come to Xuelie Pass, I am naturally prepared to die in battle. However, there has been no imperial seal since then. We still have to suffer!" Tian Feng said with a lowered expression when he heard what Mo He said.
"Just like the soldiers of the Liangping Mansion in the Barren State, when they came there were 100,000, but now they are less than 30,000. How should the dynasty deal with the heroic souls of the 70,000 soldiers who died?"
Mo He was silent, and he remembered what the captain of the hundred-man team said a few days ago. Once more and more soldiers died in Xuelie Pass, and the heroic souls of the dead soldiers could not be resettled, then it would be inevitable. It will lead to a decrease in morale and affect the combat effectiveness of human soldiers. Now, this situation seems to have occurred.
While talking, the distance to the second checkpoint is already very close, and the sound of the battle ahead is still fierce.
Mo He and the others stepped into the second checkpoint again. This time they came here not as spectators, but as an army preparing to participate in the battle, so they would naturally camp in the checkpoint.
Fortunately, the troops on the Yuhe Mansion's side seemed to be lucky. Shortly after they entered the checkpoint and set up camp, the continuous sounds of fighting in their ears suddenly stopped.
Soon, the soldiers who were watching on the floating wall passed on the news. The monster army that was attacking stopped temporarily, and it seemed that a more rapid offensive was brewing.
"The monster beasts have finally stopped for the time being!" At the forefront of the Human Blood Pass, some soldiers who had been fighting for a long time were finally able to catch their breath as they watched the monster army retreat.
Although they also knew very well that the temporary pause in the monster clan's offensive was just preparing for the next wave of more fierce attacks, but this short pause was also a rare opportunity for them to breathe.
On the city wall of the first level of Xuelie Pass, Xia Yuan, who was dressed in pitch-black armor, looked at the camp of the demon clan opposite him. to any fluctuations.
"Your Highness, it seems that the Monster Race has started to increase its troops again. The next wave of offensives will be fierce, and more soldiers must be added to the front line." Beside Xia Yuan, Wen Siming also looked at the opposite Monster Race camp and said, but said: Here, he hesitated to speak between expressions, as if there was something difficult to say.
"Why, are there no soldiers available?" Xia Yuan noticed the expression on Wen Siming's face, turned his head to look at him, and asked in a low voice.
"That's not the case. There are still a lot of troops from other state capitals. If we maintain the current offensive, we can fully sustain it. However, too many soldiers have died recently, and the emotions of the soldiers seem to be a little unstable." Bite slightly Gritting his teeth, Wen Siming still said what he wanted to say.
"You have been with me for decades, so just speak up if you have anything to say." Xia Yuan said without turning his head this time, still looking at the monster camp opposite.
"Then I have the courage to speak up." When it came to this point, Wen Siming was also straightforward.
"Your Highness, since the start of the war, the number of soldiers who died in Xuelie Pass is no less than one million. In the Pavilion of Heroic Souls, a large number of heroic souls of soldiers who died in battle are sent in every day, but these heroic souls have not received the seal they deserve."
"The soldiers of the Liangping Mansion in the Barren State have been criticized recently. They were the first to come to support the Xuelie Pass. There are a total of 100,000 soldiers, but now there are less than 30,000. There is also the Kangshan Mansion in the Manzhou. There are less than 40,000 left, and morale is already very low."
"Now the soldiers of these two prefectures are in the second checkpoint. Although they are still willing to fight to protect the territory of the human race, it is inevitable that their minds will fluctuate, and it will affect the soldiers of other state capitals."
Speaking of this, Wen Siming's meaning is already very obvious, that is, he said that too many soldiers died in battle during this period, fighting for the human race to defend the land, but they could not get the due imperial seal, and people's hearts have begun to fluctuate.
Listening to Wen Siming's words, Xia Yuan's expression didn't seem to change at all, but his hand on the city wall tightened slightly, showing the unrest in his heart.
He knew that all of this was caused by his father Xia Qi. He chose not to agree to Xia Qi's request at the beginning because he didn't want to see today's scene.
But the matter has come to this point, even if he doesn't want to see it, everything has happened after all, all he can do is try his best to make up for it, after all, that is his father.
"What about Haizhou? How's the situation?" Xia Yuan continued to ask.
"His Royal Highness the Eighth Princess sent news a day ago that the Water Dragon Clan seemed to want to capture Haizhou in one fell swoop. The offensive was very fierce. The Eighth Princess was going to shrink her strength and use Zhonghai Mansion of Haizhou as the boundary to resist the attack of the Water Vessel Dragon Clan in Zhonghai Mansion." , with the help of Lingxu Xianmen, there should be no problem, but the soldiers in Haizhou also suffered a lot of casualties." Wen Siming immediately reported.
"Then, what about up there?" Hearing this, Xia Yuan finally asked the question he wanted to know the most.
"No one has returned yet, so I don't know!" Hearing this, Wen Siming also answered the question that Xia Yuan wanted to know the most.
The border front of the human race, of course, cannot do without the power above the realm of Yuanshen and True Immortals. However, masters of this level will not fight on the battlefield of Xuelie Pass. They usually choose other places, such as the sky above their heads. There, they can be freer.
Hearing Wen Siming's answer, Xia Yuan looked at the sky, then nodded slightly, and did not continue to ask any more questions.
"Your Highness, since you came to the battlefield, you haven't rested for many days, and the monster clan is still gathering strength. Why don't you go and rest for a while. If the monster clan attacks again, I will notify you immediately." Xia Yuan, Wen Siming thought for a while, and spoke again.
"No need, as the commander in chief, I have to stand here so that the soldiers below will feel at ease. It won't take long for the monsters to gather their strength. You can arrange it and dispatch another 100,000 soldiers to prepare for the impact of the monsters. .” Xia Yuan shook his head, then instructed Wen Siming.
"Yes!" Hearing this, Wen Siming didn't continue to persuade him. He had been with Xia Yuan for so long, and he knew Xia Yuan's temper clearly. If he couldn't persuade him once, he would get the same result the second time.
After Wen Siming left, Xia Yuan or the demon camp on the opposite side was deceived into a more intense monster aura, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
But then, he looked at the soldiers on the battlefield who were taking advantage of this opportunity to clean up the bones of the soldiers on the battlefield. The coldness in their eyes faded away, and a complex look replaced it.
After fighting for many years, Xia Yuan is already used to seeing life and death. Xia Yuan can still clearly remember that the last time he felt a sense of guilt towards the soldiers under his command was when he was just leading the army in battle. During the battle, the soldiers under his command suffered heavy casualties.
Since that time, Xia Yuan has grown rapidly, and he rarely lost in the subsequent battles, and never felt this kind of guilt again.
But this time, looking at the corpses on the battlefield, Xia Yuan felt this long-lost sense of guilt again, and what made him feel even more guilty was that he couldn't make up for it now.
Thinking of this, and thinking of what Wen Siming said just now, a flash of determination flashed in Xia Yuan's eyes.
"The timing should be almost here!"