Bai Zichen and Tan Minglun joined forces, and more than 40,000 people broke through their weak battle line when the Five Elements Sect did not react, and returned to the ferry camp.

The cavalry monks were treated like heroes in the camp, and hundreds of deacons and monks worked overtime with a large number of junior monks to count their exploits and count the results.

In just five days, all the data was counted, and in front of Lin Xiao and the others, even the Golden Body Stage monks were blushing at the results of Bai Zichen and Tan Minglun, and at this moment, they were really rich.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the exploits and results of the cavalry team have been counted, you can take a look"

"Lord Lin League, we've already seen it, when will we organize such an action again, we can't wait"

"Don't be in a hurry, let's talk about how to deal with these cavalry, I've heard about it these days, many people don't want to fight anymore, they want to go back to Nanzhou to enjoy their happiness"

"This, they must be too unbig."

"Yes, Lord Lin Meng, I can't agree to come down, where is this, how can I let them go back?"

"I think so"

Many people disagreed, the Middle-earth War had just begun, and they hadn't even fought a decent decisive battle, and these people had rich experience in battle formations, so how could they be let go back.

"Actually, I think it's okay to let them go back, you think about it, can we only mobilize these three million monks in Nanzhou, the monks of more than 100 countries in our Nanzhou add up to more than 50 million, even if it is in the ratio of ten to one, it should be more than five million, and it can be counted as six million before.

The reason why they are reluctant to participate in the war is because they feel that it is unprofitable, but now that we let them go back, we can take the opportunity to publicize one or two, right?"

Lin Xiao replied, he had a plan in his heart, it would be good if these 40,000 monks were sent back, and the benefits outweighed the disadvantages, Lin Xiao didn't believe that those Nanzhou monks were not blushing, you must know that according to their military exploits, even the least of those people could get a reward of one or two hundred thousand Xuan Jing, which was enough for their cultivation needs for several years, and those with greater combat merits had earned their cultivation needs for fifty years, but the time they spent was only a month.

Without deliberate reminders, they don't think about the dangers these monks encounter, they only think about their benefits, this is human nature.

"I think Master Lin said it well, our Nanzhou still has a lot of potential, why are we stopped by a sect like the Hundred Treasure Sect Immeasurable Sect, it is because we are not strong enough, if we have six million troops now, why can they stop us, can they stop us?"

"Yes, we are going to get rich too, and I don't want to die, so recruit more disciples to come, break the Shenmu Sect in one fell swoop, and everyone will get rich"

"Get rich, whoever stops Lao Tzu from getting rich is my enemy"

Several monks who were hinted at by Lin Xiao in advance spoke one after another, and the rest had nothing to say, so Lin Xiao's resolution was passed.

Early in the morning of the second day, the whole army of the ferry battalion assembled, and in front of everyone, boxes of Xuanjing, magic weapons, spiritual runes, elixirs, martial arts and other resources were piled up into a small mountain, placed in front of everyone, and 40,000 monks stood in the forefront, staring at those things with their eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, 50,000 Dao friends went deep behind enemy lines, killed countless enemies, and made supreme meritorious deeds, in accordance with the instructions of the Lord of the Lin League, for meritorious personnel, meritorious personnel will be rewarded, today this reward conference will be held, and the person whose name I read will come forward, Ma Dabao"

"I'm here"

"Stepping forward"

"Yes"

"Ma Dabao, the third-layer cultivation of the Purple Mansion, the exploits..."

The steward read out his exploits in public, and then gave him a choice of treasures to exchange, the list of treasures had been announced before, Ma Dabao chose a Xuan-level high-grade exercise, and took three bottles of cultivation pills with Zifu cultivation as a vassal.

One after another, the eyes of the forty thousand monks were burning, and the rest of the monks were salivating, watching those treasures being exchanged one by one, I don't know how much I felt unbearable.

An hour later, hundreds of deacons came to the stage and sped up the reward, and the voice of each of them was blessed with Xuan Qi and could be heard throughout the camp.

It took a full day for 40,000 people to receive their battle merits, and then eighty percent of them chose to go back to Nanzhou to rest, most of them took advanced pills, and they needed to go back to their respective sects to retreat and advance.

Twenty flying boats landed, took them across the river, and returned to Tianyun City, Ye Nanyu had already prepared a celebration banquet in Tianyong City, thousands of tables filled most of Tianyun City, hundreds of thousands of catties of spiritual meat, tens of thousands of catties of spiritual wine casually.

After eating and drinking, Ye Nanyu arranged thousands of farewell teams, beating gongs and drums to send these people home according to their respective regions.

At the same time, under the arrangement of the night owls, the entire Nanzhou was filled with their news, especially the things that publicized their military exploits, and the resources of several years and decades were earned in a month's time, which was coveted by countless monks.

The monk's thirst for resources is endless, there is a realm above the realm, and more and more resources need to be consumed, except for a very small number of people, no one dares to say that the resources they need are sufficient, and poverty is the true portrayal of most monks.

Countless people were stimulated by these tens of thousands of monks, and they sent letters to their respective sects, asking to participate in the war, and the sects did not dare to go against this general trend, not to mention that the high-level leaders of each sect were also red-eyed, so they sent people to Tianyong City to inquire.

Ye Nanyu listened to Lin Xiao's instructions, as long as his cultivation was not too low, he would not refuse to come, and in just a few days, he recruited more than 300,000 monks and gathered in Tianyong City to practice.

For the war merits, it is as much publicity as possible, and for the battle damage, it is as much as possible to dilute it, so far, the Nanzhou army has also lost nearly 50,000 horses, Lin Xiao chose to deal with it in a low-key manner, of course, the pension that should be given is also a lot, and all of them are distributed.

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In the ferry camp, the two sides confronted each other for more than a month, Bai Zichen plundered a large number of resources for the Nanzhou army, and burned and damaged countless people, for the Hundred Treasure Sect and the Wuliang Gate, the losses were incalculable.

Nowadays, the production of the Hundred Treasure Sect and the Wuliang Gate is basically in a state of stagnation, and the monks who hid in the city and the Lingshan Mountain did not dare to go down the mountain to produce, and the two sects sat on the mountain.

And more than a million monks are facing each other on the front line, and the consumption is very large, and countless resources are spent every day, and the Hundred Treasure Sect and the Infinite Sect are in a hurry to the Immortal Alliance.

Tang Shuwen was so angry that he scolded at this, the peace talks plan Xianmeng suffered a big loss, not only did it not work, but it made them suffer heavy losses, and now they come to ask for help, does Xianmeng still have money.

Yes, there are naturally, but the Immortal Alliance will not give them to them, because now the Five Continents Alliance is also attacking extremely fiercely, and the northern front will spend more than one billion Xuanjing every day, and they are not able to support it at all, so they just reply to the Hundred Treasure Sect and find a way by themselves.

The reason why Tang Shuwen is so confident is because Ziyunguan and Shenmu Sect are about to break through the Flying Immortal Ridge, and on the whole, the Immortal Alliance still has an advantage.

Feixian Ridge, the battle of millions of men and horses is unfolding, after more than a month of fierce fighting, Wenxian Gate has lost all the peripheral positions of Feixian Ridge, only Feixian Ridge itself remains, and the defense of Feixian Ridge is also crumbling.

Jing Shizong stood in the sky, coldly watching the dense underground monks fighting, opposite him, the eighth realm ancestor of the Purple Cloud View was also watching coldly, the battle between the two sides stopped at the golden body stage, the monks above the eighth realm have not yet begun, the eighth realm monks are the absolute high-level of each family, and they cannot be easily damaged, and it is a war involving millions of monks, and the role of the eighth realm monks is not so great, and it is an inevitable trend.

"Retreat, retreat"

Suddenly, there were bursts of cheers on the ground, and in the eyes of everyone, the monks of the Immortal Alliance receded like a tide, leaving behind corpses in one place, and the high-ranking monks also ceased fighting.

"Jingshi Sect, within three days, Feixian Ridge will be broken"

"Anyone can say cruel words, and they have the ability to come"

"Haha, three days later, the old man wants to drink the horse and ask Xiancheng, go"

The high-ranking cultivators of the Immortal Alliance slowly retreated, and the Jingshi Sect also brought people back to the Flying Immortal Ridge camp.

"How about the battle damage"

"Back to the ancestors, more than 53,000 people were killed in the battle today, and there were more than 7,000 wounds, countless minor injuries, and the enemy's losses were more than 70,000."

"Another 60,000 people, hateful"

Jing Shizong was furious, and when the sentinel was fighting, the battle loss between Xianmen and Xianmeng was one to three, but when it came to large-scale battles, there was only about one to two or three left, and the losses of Xianmeng had always been greater than them.

But the key is that there are more than 3 million monks in the Immortal League, they only have more than 1 million people here, and the Immortal League has died, they can't afford to die, so far, their battle losses have exceeded 300,000, ask the Immortal Gate to hang white flags everywhere.

"Ancestor, I don't think we can fight with them here, we have exhausted the remaining hundreds of thousands of horses, we can't even ask the immortal city to hold it, let's withdraw"

"Ancestor, ask the Immortal Gate if there is a teleportation array, we can retreat to the Ask Immortal City, and then let Penglai and Kunlun secretly reinforce them, give them a ruthless, gather high-level monks, and deal a fatal blow to the monks above their Divine Void Period"

"I know, let's prepare to arrange a retreat, remember, everyone, everything must be taken with you, the walls are clear, and nothing is left for them"

"Yes, Ancestor"

After Jing Shizong gave the order, Wen Xianmen began to retreat, the first one was to take the seriously injured away and send them back to Wen Xiancheng to recuperate, as long as there was enough elixir, these seriously injured people could also recover.

Then all kinds of supplies were also taken away, and the side of Ask Immortal City also gathered 500,000 horses again, and they responded halfway, and Ask Immortal City's action was learned by the Immortal League, and Ziyunguan and Shenmu Sect immediately increased their attacks, wanting to stop their withdrawal.

For the Immortal League, it doesn't matter how much territory it occupies, only the annihilation of the living force of the Asking Immortal Gate is the key, and only when people are dead can they completely occupy the Asking Immortal Gate.

The Asking Immortal Sect dealt a hard blow to this, not only the Eighth Realm monks dispatched, but even the Supreme also fought with the other party, a large number of high-level monks fell, and the Flying Immortal Ridge was almost destroyed.

"Boom"

Seven days later, with the sound of the sky collapsing and the earth cracking, the spiritual veins of Feixian Ridge were blown up, and the last group of monks of the Immortal Sect left Feixian Ridge in a flying boat.