A hundred miles south of Ice Dragon City is a vast inland sea, the Missouri Bay.

The Missouri Bay and its environs have been an important sea route since ancient times, and the Missouri Strait is the only sea route for the Free Commonwealth's foreign trade. If the strait is cut off, the trade economy of the Free Federation will be dealt a fatal blow. Therefore, controlling the east-west sea passage from the eastern shore of the Missouri Bay through the Missouri Strait to the West Sea became an important strategic goal of the Free Federation.

Over the years, several port cities have been built on the eastern shore of the Missouri Bay in the Free Confederation: Port Crane in County Crane, Port Gardner in County Gate, Port Baker in County Arthur, Port Fair Point in County Buckshire, and Port Monroe in County Mill.

Among them, the port of Point Fair and the port of Monroe are both military ports.

The Missouri Bay is bordered by the Free Confederation on the east shore and the Plateau on the west coast.

The closest route from the Free Federation to Ice Dragon City is through the Mansei Hills to Monroe Harbor in Mill County, and then across the Missouri Strait to Ann Harbor on the opposite side. This time the coalition launched an attack, and it was through this route that they broke through the defense of the San tribe on the other side at night, and successfully completed the siege of Ice Dragon City.

However, before the San people retreated, they had completely destroyed the original Angang wharf, which caused them to delay a lot of time in repairing it.

By this time, Billy's army of 200,000 had passed through the Mansei Hills and arrived at Crane Harbor on the southern shore of the Missouri Bay, and as soon as he arrived, he ordered all the ships to be requisitioned, because in this season the wind and waves were lighter, so even small and medium-sized ships could easily cross, and it only took two days to complete the crossing by boat, which was seven or eight days faster than by land.

The soldiers of the Skeleton Legion acted very efficiently, and soon collected all the ships docked in the harbor, a total of nearly 2,000.

With the boat, they will arrive at Angang in two days and set foot on the land of the Angbang Plateau.

Billy told his men to make a fire, cook a pot, and rest, and if he were not worried that the horses would be too tired, he would have been eager to board the boat and cross the sea at once.

"It is said that the elite soldiers of the Sang clan are unparalleled in the world, and this time you have to take a good look!"

Looking at the Weidao Mountains across the strait, Billy made no secret of the fighting spirit in his heart.

……

In the west of Ice Dragon City, there is a large locust tree, which has been growing here for three hundred years.

The big locust tree is more than 30 meters high, thick and more than enclosed, the bark is gray-brown, the cracks are longitudinal, when summer comes, the branches are luxuriant, overgrown with cardamom white flowers, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.

When this locust tree was planted, it represents the sustenance of the people who have moved here to miss their ancestors, and it also means auspiciousness and peace.

With the passage of time, the Sang people built the city of nine sides, and the small locust tree gradually grew into a large locust tree.

Every year in the summer night, the big locust tree is often full of cool people, everyone in groups of three or five, while chatting nonsense, while watching the children play and play, breathing the faint fragrance of locust flowers, refreshed, indescribably comfortable and satisfied.

The allied forces attacked the city, and the boulders thrown by the trebuchets also affected the big locust tree, the branches were badly damaged, the crown was broken, and only a few lonely branches remained, and the fragrance of the tree was gone, and the tree was sprinkled with withered buds.

Tonight, there are only two people under the big locust tree.

One of them is over the age of six, full of white hair, but he has a graceful bearing and a tall figure, and he is the patriarch of the Sang clan and the Hou Sang Haiyuan of Beihai.

Next to him is the next patriarch, "Zhihu" Sang Baihua.

"To be honest, Nan'er's growth speed surprised me a little!" Sang Haiyuan's face was full of relief and said lightly.

"Yes! I didn't expect that it would take this kid three months to gain a firm foothold in the Northern Demon Plains, and this time he was able to repel Sauron's attack completely by his sharp thunder. Sang Baihua said.

"So, trouble will follow!" Sang Haiyuan's tone was a little heavy.

"You mean Sauron?"

"Sauron is very smart and ambitious, and he will not let go of such a powerful killing weapon. And it's not just him, but Assyria, the Western Island, and even other countries, including the Temple, that will have their eyes on us. ”

"That's right! It's better to keep an eye on us than Nan'er! Sang Baihua asked puzzled.

"Childish! Do you think he made a lot of noise in the Northern Demon Plains, just because of the few people in his hands? Sang Haiyuan glared at his son fiercely, and said quietly:

"I'm afraid that when he was in the Northern Demon Plain, he was already targeted!"

"Is it the Dark Temple?" Sang Baihua's tone was a little surprised.

"His performance is too dazzling, and it's not surprising that he is targeted by the Dark Temple!" Sang Haiyuan smiled faintly, then sighed, and seemed to sigh with some emotion: "I didn't expect that the temptation of power was so great that even the Jin family betrayed their oath, alas! ”

"Why did the ancestor give up a great opportunity to come to this place?" Sang Baihua asked.

"It is said that the temple was unstoppable back then, and if we hadn't moved north, I'm afraid it would have been wiped out long ago."

"Is the strength of the temple really that strong?" Sang Baihua seemed a little skeptical.

"Yes, otherwise, with the talent of the old master, I am afraid it would have been successful a long time ago!" Sang Haiyuan's words were filled with deep regret.

"The old master back then-" As soon as Sang Baihua's words came out, he was hurriedly interrupted by his father: "The matter of the old master, when you sit on the position of patriarch, you will naturally know, and there is no need to ask again now!" ”

"Didn't the Dark Temple also look for my father? Why would you say no? ”

"Actually, I'm also very entangled, but that day Bai Lou happened to be born, and the moment I heard him crying, I felt an incomparably full satisfaction, and my heart knot suddenly opened!"

Sang Baihua looked at his father with a curious expression.

"My greatest wish in this life is that my wife and children are happy, and my flesh and blood will never be separated. To put it further, it is nothing more than the people under his rule to live and work in peace and contentment, but I know that these are just good wishes. Life is only a hundred years, and everything is in the end. Since I have obtained the world, and there are things that cannot be changed, what does it matter if I have it or not? ”

Sang Haiyuan looked at his son with a deep gaze.

"Father is wise!" Sang Baihua thought about it for a while, and then bowed deeply to his father, giving up the world at his fingertips, not everyone can do it.

"If the Dark Temple comes to me in the future, I will know what to choose!" His face was full of admiration, and he said with understanding.

"Don't worry, they won't come for you!" Sang Haiyuan glanced at him and said.

"What?" Sang Baihua pretended to have a bitter gourd face: "You look down on me like this!" ”

"It's too unreliable to find you, they will go directly to your son!" Sang Haiyuan had a smile on his face, it seems that the tradition of Lao Tzu teasing his son is completely regardless of time and space.

"So what do we do now?"

Sang Haiyuan didn't speak, just looked at the big locust tree in front of him that had grown for three hundred years.

The lonely branches, swinging without wind, are like the light panting of the big locust tree, and the moonlight sprinkles the clear light, lingering on the branches like a light veil.

Following his father's gaze, Sang Baihua raised his eyes and stared-

In the middle of the buds, a small flower blooms quietly, bathed in the moonlight, shining.

He instantly realized and smiled.

…… (To be continued.) )