Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Morale of the Bitter Cold

When the night of the decisive battle arrives, even if the ghost area is in the ultimate decisive battlefield in the South China Sea, it will have to pass through the Hokage bronze mirror every day to inspect the training of the Vast Eagle Beacon Fire Battalion, and it will never be interrupted for a day.

When Jiang Nanjun braved the snow, rushed from Jiluo Mountain to the South China Sea, and asked him for troops on behalf of Xi Mutong, he immediately issued the order of the commander of the Beacon Fire Battalion, and ordered the eight war eagle generals to lead 100,000 divine soldiers to go out quickly.

Just after Shen Shi, the handsome order stamped with the eagle's head seal was sent by Cang'er and solemnly handed over to Chiyan.

A few days ago, all the officers and men of the Beacon Battalion conducted their last mock military exercise. Whether it is a soldier, an engineer, a broken soldier, a rank soldier, or a riot soldier, etc., all of them have shown the results of the training in the past few days, and all camps can be attacked, retreated, and defended, and before they have entered the actual battle, they are already familiar with the battlefield they will face.

The most reassuring thing for the generals was the special military steps that stopped left and right when the large army passed through the cloud realm.

The stride of holding their heads high and left and right, the soldiers have never broken since the first day of enlistment, and now they have changed abruptly, and they have to adapt to it in a very short time, which is really difficult for them. But if one of them deviates, it will inevitably affect a group of people, and they will fall into the abyss together.

However, after the military exercise, the soldiers adapted to this new pace quickly, which completely dispelled the concerns of the generals.

The time is approaching, 100,000 divine soldiers are ready to fight, and the bronze mirror at the entrance of the single-class crawler array barracks will melt away in the Hokage, and then the Hokage will surround them, and they can go all the way forward until they reach the area of the Mirror Gate Array, where there is the commander-in-chief of this battle, Xi Muxian responds.

Everything was going well, and when the twilight drove out the daylight, the flame shadows around the Fire Shadow Bronze Mirror had been spreading and expanding towards the center of the Bronze Mirror, which showed that Xi Mu Immortal was at the end of the Void Cold Valley, using the Finger Heaven Zen Zen Power to open the way to the Mirror Gate Array for them.

Gradually, the bronze mirror that reflected the firelight disappeared in the shadow of the flames, and the firelight seemed to turn into a stream of water, pouring down from above, and soon the momentum became fierce, engulfing the Crawler Formation Barracks like a flood, submerging every divine soldier in it.

Seeing that the fire and water were about to reach the top of their heads, none of the well-trained soldiers panicked, and none of them closed their eyes. When they completely sank into the illusion of flickering firelight, they found that both the military camp and the Hokage had disappeared in the breath, and what appeared in front of the whole army was a road covered with white light, extending so far that it had met the royal blue sky in the distance.

On both sides of the avenue, there is no boundary in sight, let alone any scenery.

"If you go forward bravely along this road, you will be able to walk to the mirror gate array set up in the direction of Nangong! Brothers, tonight is the night of the Demon Capture, in order to win the decisive victory in the Great War of the Six Realms, in order to welcome the peaceful and prosperous era of the Phoenix and the Nine Chicks, we must fight bloodily tonight, use the fire shadow majesty of the Xisai border pass thousands of years ago, take the Void Cold Valley, and announce to the world the return of my Vast Eagle Beacon Camp! ”

Chi Yan personally held high the battle flag of the Beacon Battalion painted with the head of the eagle and stood at the forefront of the team and waved the flag and shouted. The shouts resounded in the sky, from the general to the soldiers, everyone's blood was boiling in the blood, and the passion was burning in the eyes. Victory! Victory! ”

The cries of response were uniform, and the wide road was infected by the bold ambition, sending the undulating waves of the sea to cheer them on. The sky also resonated, and the echoes of resonance continued to stir.

The morale was so high that the generals smiled knowingly in return. Red Flame stopped waving the banner left and right, and instead swiped forward vigorously, and the 100,000-strong army marched towards the Void Cold Valley.