"Chief, this is the chief steward of the Heavenly Fire Stove, the general Wei Bi, and the new military division of the Demon Slayer Army, most of the brothers of the Right Route Army know him!" said a large celestial soldier.

"I'm sorry, it turned out to be General Wei!" the short and stout soldier quickly apologized, "I don't know what happened to General Wei coming?"

"Hehe, it's not a big deal, I know that you are going to fight a tough battle, so I specially asked the brothers in the stove room to make some food day and night, to reward you, so that you don't have the strength to fight!" Wei Yuning pretended to laugh lightly.

"The food of the Heavenly Fire Stove?, that's great, thank you General Wei!" the stout soldier narrowed his eyes in delight.

"Really? Great, our brothers in the Right Route Army complained just now, they can't eat the things of the Tianhuo stove when they go out to fight, I didn't expect General Wei to be so compassionate, it's really ...... Great!" The big man began to speak incoherently in excitement.

Wei Yuning nodded and smiled: "This time, I have prepared a lot of food for all the soldiers, at least enough for you to eat for three months!" He took out two space rings from his waist pocket and handed them to the two of them.

"In addition to eating, I also prepared a pill for everyone, called 'Mighty Pill', which can make you more brave when you fight, haha!" Wei Yuning took out a small Qiankun bag and handed it to the dwarf Heavenly Soldier, "One bottle per person, remember to send it later!"

"Strongmaru, does it really work?" asked the Stout Heavenly Soldier suspiciously.

"Of course it's useful, it's most useful when you're charging!" Wei Yuning said with a smile.

After sending the things, Wei Yuning did not stay, and left Xiansuo in the grateful voice of the heavenly soldiers.

As soon as Wei Yuning left, the heavenly soldiers in the Immortal Suo immediately became excited. Powerful pills or something, they don't have much interest, as the elite selected from several armies, they are all brave warriors, where do they need any medicine to strengthen their courage, however, for food, normal people can't resist the temptation.

The food is portioned, and the food is packed in a bamboo tube, which has a diameter of one foot, a width and a height of two feet, and a total weight of about thirty-five catties.

After deliberation, the Heavenly Soldiers decided to try it first, and make a meal for every ten people.

After cutting through the bamboo tubes with his sword, a burst of extremely rich fragrance spread, and the heavenly soldiers swallowed their saliva.

The aroma of meat, vegetables, pulp, and several other unnamed aromas are mixed together, not only does not give people a chaotic feeling, but forms an indescribable special food aroma.

As soon as the food was distributed to each of the Heavenly Soldiers, the Heavenly Soldiers ate their own portions in less than ten breaths.

After eating, all the heavenly soldiers looked at the temporary commander of the attacking army, that is, the short and stout heavenly soldier, the partial general Chiyan.

"Brothers, don't eat it, the days ahead will be long, let's eat it when the enemy is killed! If you finish eating now, I'm afraid you won't have the heart to fight!" "As a commander, Chiyan is different from ordinary soldiers, he must have more perseverance than ordinary heavenly soldiers.

The Heavenly Soldiers reluctantly turned their gazes.

Wei Yuning, who returned to the back of the square, looked at the Xiansuo who were going away, and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart. This scene seemed familiar to him, and it was also this scene when the Yunyin Sect sent its disciples to the outer battlefield to train.

More than 2,000 people went at the beginning, and only a few hundred people came back in the end, but what about this time?

Dikun was in the center and suddenly lost most of the heavenly soldiers, and the work of the stove room became easier.

Qin Wu was very conflicted, he hoped that the Heavenly Soldiers would lose the battle so that he would have a chance to return to the Immortal City while the chaos was in trouble, but as a member of the living beings, he did not want the Dark Clan to win.

"It would be nice if both sides lost!" Although he felt a little guilty in his heart, this was Qin Wu's true thoughts.

Full of worries, he actually chatted with the insect cultivator dung poison. Dung poison, as a rather alternative insect cultivation among monks, is not welcomed at all. But after many days of getting along, everyone felt that dung poison was no different from an ordinary monk, on the contrary, he was well-informed and talked with humor, and gradually, he got along with him as an ordinary companion.

After chatting, Qin Wu found that there were not a few people who had this idea of him. The monks of the Heart Sword Sect, the female cultivators of the Piaoxiang Sect, and those casual cultivators basically had this idea.

Most of the monks in the starry sky are a group of freedom-loving people, and it is quite uncomfortable for them to stay in a military camp with many rules.

However, ideas belong to ideas, as long as the Earth Kunju is still the garrison of the Heavenly Soldiers, they will not have a chance to leave here for the time being.

What Qin Wu didn't know was that after Dung Poison chatted with Qin Wu, he used the worm cultivator's unique messenger ball to contact Wei Yuning and told Qin Wu's thoughts one by one.

After Wei Yuning got the news of dung poison, he had a spectrum in his heart, and it seemed that it was time to prepare to retreat.

This time, there were only two results in the raid of the three immortals, success or failure.

If it succeeds, it will be at least more than a hundred years before the dark army of the White Realm will arrive at this star power gathering point, and during this period, the Immortal Realm side will definitely strengthen the defenses here, and the longer they stay, the more difficult it will be for them to leave.

If the mission fails, it will be even more so, relying only on the Demon Slayer Army, it is impossible to resist the attack of the Dark Army, and if you stay here, you may not be able to leave.

Among all the members, even Ji Qiuhe, who was determined to stay, changed his mind.

Wei Yuning, who figured out everyone's thoughts, was no longer thinking about whether to leave, but how to leave decently.

In a scorching wait, three months passed.

On this day, as soon as the Tianhuo stove finished serving lunch, Wan Jun's herald soldier Zhiwen arrived. She has already regarded this place as a fixed meal spot, and this time is really the time for Tianhuo Stove to eat by herself.

Wan Jun did not take her with him during this operation, and she is now one of several contacts at the front and rear. At present, the entire camp can be regarded as leaderless, and among the generals, the highest position is only partial generals, and they lead the old and weak in each army to guard the rear.

Yao Guangyuan, who has the highest status among civil officials, but he has always been high-level, and low-level heavenly soldiers don't like to deal with him very much.

Therefore, if the position is ranked, Wei Yuning has become the second leader in the left-behind camp.

Today's Zhiwen was very excited, and as soon as she sat at the table, she whispered a big news to Wei Yuning.

The raid plan was successful, and the large starry sky teleportation array of Yaori was destroyed by the three immortals, and the starry sky messenger bird had sent the news to the general's mansion.

At present, the Demon Slayer Legion is cleaning up the remnants of the Demon Cultivator Army at each teleportation point between the Sun's large starry sky teleportation array and the Earth Kunju.