Mu Zhixia, whose face was covered with wind and frost, had a cold expression, like a rock that had been eroded by the wind, mottled on the outside, and still hard as iron on the inside. This is the most familiar expression of the soldiers, there is not much warmth, and it is always involuntarily reminiscent of the continuous wind and snow of Ono Sekishu and the strict military discipline as steel.

But it's so reassuring.

Everyone gasped and rested on the rocks, recovering in silence. The scorching situation of the battle and the strength of the enemy turned into a heavy pressure that overwhelmed people, but the fortitude on their faces did not diminish in the slightest.

When their strength gradually regained, they began to wipe their swords. Influenced by Mu Zhixia, the favorite of the soldiers of the corps is the standard long sword in the army, and even the style is the same. However, they are the direct subordinate corps of the number one tiger general, and although the style is a standard long sword, it is extremely expensive due to the use of a large number of rare materials and the most advanced smelting and forging technology of the temple.

On the black market outside, a standard long sword of Mu Zhixia's regiment has a price, and it is a treasure that countless people dream of.

They are treasures, and their greatest characteristic is that they are strong, and they can withstand extremely high blows for hundreds of millions of times without any damage. In the history of the Corps, there has never been a soldier whose long sword has been damaged because of too diligent cultivation.

But at this time, the long swords in each of their hands were covered with scars, and small gaps could be seen everywhere.

The soldiers' eyes were full of heartache, and even the movement of wiping became gentle. In their hearts, the longsword is their closest companion, accompanying them day and night.

They didn't think that one day their closest and most trusted partner would also be hurt.

Isn't it the most precious material of the temple? Isn't it the most advanced technology?

In the beginning, every time they finished fighting, they were in a state of wail and disbelief. But as the battles increased, and they learned more about the enemy, they were no longer surprised by it.

Just like before, they never thought that there really was a corps in this world as powerful as them, and there were really generals with the will and strength of adults who were not inferior to them.

The Southern Cross Regiment, a name that was unfamiliar to them. The lord said that this corps belongs to the SAARC. The soldiers had never heard of the Southern Cross Corps, but the SAARC was still very clear that although they had been stationed in Ono Sekiju for a long time and had not joined the Southern Expedition, they were no strangers to the SAC at all.

It's just, is SAARC really that strong?

This is what makes them most puzzled, how can SAARC have such a powerful corps, how can it be defeated on the frontal battlefield?

Well, this was news a long time ago, and they have no way of knowing what the current situation is. Their connection with the Temple had long been severed, and they were isolated on the Savage Island.

It must be admitted that the pre-departure estimates were overly optimistic, and the biggest variable was the Southern Cross Corps. No one would have thought that in the desolate Savage Continent, they would encounter the corps of the Southern Alliance, which was still an organ corps, and it was so powerful.

Their battle plan had long since failed, and not only did they fail to find the goddess of war, but they were also entangled by the Southern Cross Legion. They didn't even dare to return from the same way, and once the stargate leading to Ono Sekishu was exposed, Ono Sekishu would immediately become extremely dangerous. What's more, the Southern Cross Corps was glued to them, and the Southern Cross Corps wouldn't even give them a chance to reorganize their defenses.

The savage army was numerous and aggressive, but Mu Zhixia was actually not too worried in his heart. He usually trains very strictly, and before he set off, he had told the defending generals to be strictly careful. The arrangement of Ono Sekishu was created by Mu Zhixia, and he knew very well how strong it was.

As long as it persists for the initial period of time, the temple will definitely send someone to support, and that person Mu Zhixia knows that it must be Jia Ya with her eyes closed. Who else is better at defending than Ieya, and what better place to be on the battlefield than Ono Sekishu?

Jiaya should have taken over Ono Guanzhou, Mu Zhixia estimated the time in her heart and came to this conclusion.

With the garrison of Jiaya, Ono Sekiju is unbreakable.

Mu Zhixia put the problem of Ono Guanzhou behind her, and now she needs to consider her own situation.

The strength of the Southern Cross Corps exceeded his expectations, and he never thought that his legion would suffer so much damage. To his disadvantage, this is the Savage Continent, where every tribe is naturally hostile to them, and the situation of the Southern Cross is diametrically opposite.

He had to bring his corps back, not just because he regarded the corps as a soldier like a nephew, and not just because this corps was formed by him and had a deep affection, but the temple needed them and Mu Zhixia's corps!

If it is said that the encounter with the Southern Cross Corps caught Mu Zhixia off guard, disrupted all his plans, and made him fall into passivity. So in a predicament, he still did not lose his reason and judgment.

They cannot be consumed in the Savage Continent.

Mu Zhixia tried all kinds of methods to try to get rid of the pursuit of the Southern Cross Corps. But the other party's master general was surprisingly sophisticated, and his disguise and inducement did not succeed once. The other party is always able to see his intentions at a glance, and whenever this happens, he feels like he has been stripped naked and has nothing to hide in the sun.

He always had the illusion that the other party was like an old fox who had experienced tens of thousands of battles, relying on his rich experience. Mu Zhixia wondered very much about her delusion, whether it was the Holy Domain or the Heavenly Road, there had been no big battle for a long time, how could such an old monster appear.

Mu Zhixia tragically found that the other party was stronger than him in terms of tactical literacy and combat ability.

He was still impressed by the dazzling cross light, and the biggest casualties were on that occasion.

What should I do?

Mu Zhixia suddenly found that he didn't know what to do. He woke up suddenly, and his back was covered with a fine layer of sweat for some time. He knew that this was an imbalance in his mentality caused by the comprehensive suppression of the other party.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

He never thought that there were people in this world who could fully suppress themselves, so they caused the atrium to fail. It was a dangerous sign that his faith was gradually eroding, and he was wary of it.

Although he was completely suppressed, his hard work also brought casualties to the other party. If confidence is lost, the situation that has been struggling to support it will collapse in an instant.

His eyes were clear again, he was already a man of tenacity, and the current setbacks did not make him lose his courage.

He summoned his men and men for a brief pre-war meeting. According to the frequency of attacks in the past few days, the other party will not give him a chance to breathe, and the next wave of attacks will come soon. This is also what Mu Zhixia finds incredible, his corps training is harsh, and his toughness is rare, and it is also what he has always been proud of. But in this regard, the other party is also better than them.

The only thing that makes Mu Zhixia feel gratified is that under the powerful oppression, their growth is equally amazing.

In the beginning, they were in disarray, with horrific casualties. But as time went on, they remained in disarray, but occasionally they were able to organize counterattacks, and the casualties were much smaller than before. If the Southern Cross Corps was not affiliated with the SAARC, Mu Zhixia would sometimes even feel that such a battle was not a bad thing.

"Pay attention to the protection of the flanks, the last time we suffered, it was that the flanks were not protected. What is the reason, it's not that we don't pay enough attention to the flanks, it's that we are out of touch. I just revisited, and we were out of touch for about six seconds. In the past, this would not have been a flaw, but our enemies are masters. Six seconds of flaw was enough for them to launch an impact. They're good at charging and that's something we want to avoid. Remember, once the fight starts, try not to give them a chance to charge, and focus on grappling. Try to slow down the pace of the fight, they are better at fast-paced combat than we ......"

Mu Zhixia's speed of speech was not fast, calm and emotionless, as if she was telling a story that had nothing to do with herself.

The soldiers listened very carefully, and such a pre-war meeting, they would hold it before each battle. They are able to know how they lost last time, where they didn't do well enough, etc., which is the trick that allows them to grow quickly.

As they continued to grind, they grew rapidly, and although they were still at a disadvantage, their confidence in returning to the temple increased. They are all elites in ten thousand, and the stern Mu Zhixia has never relaxed their training and laid an extremely solid foundation for them.

They are like a piece of jade, high-intensity combat and tough enemies, which is their best whetstone. They began to unleash their light, even if it was so powerful in the way, but they were no longer afraid.

They knew that the adults would bring them back to the temple.

They knew that they would definitely defeat the Southern Cross Corps in the end, just as Guangming Continent would eventually defeat the Southern Alliance.

All the losses and difficulties in front of me are just grinding, nothing more.

They tilted their faces and listened carefully to every word of the adult.

Suddenly, without any warning, Mu Zhixia was like being lightning Ji Ze, his voice stopped abruptly, and he was stunned.

The strangeness of the adults attracted everyone's attention.

Mu Zhixia, who was as stiff as a wood carving, slowly turned his face, and his gaze was cast into the distance.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but skip a beat. For the first time, they see panic in the eyes of adults, they see fear, they see the dazedness of being overwhelmed, they see the emptiness that follows despair.

They followed the eyes of the adults, but found nothing.

What's the matter, my lord? Everyone is confused.

His deep eyes were gray, all his vitality seemed to be suddenly sucked away, and he no longer had the slightest bit of fierce momentum on him, he was like a withered old man.

Gray hair, at a rate visible to the naked eye, turns snow-white.

Tears of blood flowed down from his hollow eyes, which had lost all their sparkle.

"Holy Continent...... Why?"

A man like steel and rock, staring at his bloodshot eyes, collapsed with a bang.