As Tang Ning fled, far away from the central area at the end of the station, he saw the colorful rays of light rising straight into the sky through the yellow mist in front of him. He was overjoyed. This ray of light was exactly the same as the giant gate of rays of light that he passed through before. It must be to attract people.

The team returned to the teleportation gate of the city.

Many monks rushed towards the colorful rays of light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tang Ning also headed towards the Xiaguang Giant Gate. Passing through this gate was like passing through a layer of water curtain, with the space shaking sharply visible to the naked eye.

There is nothing in sight, like a white light flashing. In the blink of an eye, people have passed through the light curtain.

A huge formation altar stands below, with more than a hundred monks sitting around it.

The many figures in front are all monks who have passed through the Xiaguang Giant Gate.

The surroundings were still filled with yellow mist and smoke. Tangning turned around and saw that there was nothing behind her but the giant gate of glowing light.

Soon, two or three more figures emerged from inside one after another, as if they appeared out of thin air.

Immediately after landing, more and more monks came out of the light door, many of them were injured and dripping with blood.

About a quarter of an hour later, a few rays of light flashed through the giant gate, and a figure appeared. The leader, with his brows and bright eyes and a face as beautiful as a crown jewel, was none other than Bai Jintang, the captain of the Seventh Regiment.

At this moment, his figure actually looked a little embarrassed, his face was extremely pale, his hair was messy, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had been through a big battle with someone.

Behind these few people, dozens more people came out of the light door one after another, all of whom were monks directly under the Seventh Regiment.

When Tangning saw this situation, she knew that the "Feiyang" Wind Spirit Ship must have been destroyed, so everyone fled alone.

With a flash of light, he walked towards Bai Jintang, bowed his head and said, "Greetings, senior."

Bai Jintang glanced at him and didn't say much. He just nodded. At the same time, dozens of escaping lights came to him from all directions, all of them were monks who were fleeing from his direct team.

As many warships and chariots poured out from the Xiaguang Giant Gate, each team regrouped.

On the "Ming Yue" Wind Spirit Ship, the separated people of the 7th Regiment gathered on the deck. They looked miserable, with missing arms and legs everywhere. The injured were bustling and leaning on various places on the deck, and a group of monks were surrounding them.

Tang Ning and more than ten people from the second team directly under her gathered around a seriously injured person with thick eyebrows and big eyes. This person's surname was Tang Mingyuan, and he was a disciple of the Canglang Sect.

He was severely injured at the Linghai Point. Although he managed to escape, he was unable to recover. He fell into a coma and was vomiting blood.

Everyone watched helplessly as his vitality gradually disappeared, and they remained silent.

Not long after, Bai Jintang and the senior management of the regiment came out of the cabin, and everyone gathered.

In addition to the captain, deputy captain, and inspector, the unit also has seven stewards, which is exactly the number of ten stewards in the Xuanmen Department.

During the last battle with the Mubei demon outside Cangyun Island, two stewards died. Later, they were stationed on the island. The Qingzhou Xuanmen Alliance deployed a large number of manpower to replenish the lost personnel of the Fourth Army, including the murdered stewards.

However, after these two battles, the entire 7th Regiment suffered heavy losses, with more than one-third of the casualties. There were originally more than a thousand monks, but now there are only about 600 left. Three of the ten stewards were also killed, including the Regiment.

vice captain.

The other two are the steward of the main team and the steward of the deputy team.

Of the three wind spirit ships in this battle group, two were damaged and only this one was intact.

Countless warships and chariots were damaged in other teams.

Bai Jintang said: "Today, Mubei demon troops are approaching the city. Although you have experienced a life-and-death battle, the demon siege has become more and more fierce, and our headquarters has no time to rest. The army ordered us to immediately join the city guard team and coordinate the defense."

"At this time of life and death, you should think more about your service and eliminate demons. Otherwise, when the city is broken, the demons will enter the island, and all jade and stone will be destroyed, and no chickens or dogs will be left. Even if you don't think about the overall situation of Xuanmen, you should also think about your own plan.

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"The demons of Mubei have built the island like iron barrels inside and outside. The purpose is to completely annihilate the island's garrison. For this purpose, the only way to have a chance of survival is to fight to the death."

"The Qingzhou Alliance has urgently ordered the troops garrisoned on the islands in Qinghai to set off. They are on their way to rescue us. The seventh legion of Wuying Island and the third legion of Xuanyu Island set off the day before yesterday. You just need to hold on for a few more days.

On the 2nd, when the rescue corps arrives, we will attack from inside and outside, and we will be able to defeat the Mubei coalition forces."

"Not only did you save your lives, but you also made great contributions. Everyone will receive a generous reward."

"Due to the heavy casualties in our headquarters, we have made a decision to compress the formation of the regiment and cancel the division of main team and deputy team. All the teams directly under the original Fengling Ship will be transferred to the "Ming Yue" Fengling Ship."

"The first team merged with the third team, the fourth team merged with the seventh team, and the eighth team merged with the ninth team."

"The remaining squads with half of their casualties or more than half of their warships and vehicles destroyed will be arranged and merged by the brigade to ensure the combat effectiveness of the team."

"Each team will immediately count the casualties and report them."

"Yes." Everyone responded one after another.

Many warships and chariots headed towards the city and stopped in the open plains.

In the second-floor hall of the "Ming Yue" Fengling ship, in addition to the second team directly under the "Ming Yue", there are also monks from the second team directly under the "Sky Eagle" and the second team directly under the "Feiyang". Everyone gathered together.

Office, discussing many matters regarding the team merger.

Qiao Wanxing, captain of the second team of the Mingyue, is a plump middle-aged man with a smile on his face.

"You all are old acquaintances, so I won't say any more polite words. Now our three teams are grouped into one team. It can be said that we have reached the same goal by different paths. But having said that, we are originally the same team. Before, we just acted separately.

Junior Sister Yan, do you think so?"

Yan Minyi nodded slightly: "What Senior Brother Zhuang said is true, but a team should always have a commander to lead the overall situation. We came to the "Ming Yue", Senior Brother Qiao is the host, and we are the guests. The so-called guest follows the host, from now on

If you have anything to do, including deploying against the enemy, just ask Brother Zhuang."

Qiao Wanxing said: "In that case, I will do my duty. From now on, all the actions of the team will be discussed and implemented by our three teams. Fellow Daoist Zhang and Fellow Daoist Yu, do you have any opinions?"

Fang Qian, the captain of the second team directly under the "Sky Eagle", was killed in this battle, and a new captain was not appointed, so the team was temporarily led by inspector Zhang Yu and deputy captain Yu Fang.

"This team will just follow the arrangements of our two fellow Taoists." Zhang Yu said.

Qiao Wanxing then assigned tasks to everyone. Some were responsible for controlling the console in the cabin, some were responsible for the internal maintenance of the warship, some were responsible for sending the wounded to the rear for recuperation, and the rest were stationed on the deck of the warship.

Although after two battles, each team suffered heavy casualties, the three teams merged into one, and the number of people was still more than enough. Now the entire second team directly under the merging has reached 42 people.

Among them, there are thirteen monks in the second team of the original "Fei Yang" wind spirit ship, fifteen people in the "Ming Yue" wind spirit ship, and fourteen people in the "Sky Eagle" wind spirit ship.

Everyone returned to their places. Tangning and others walked out of the cabin and came to the deck. Leaning on the bow of the ship, she saw large and small warships and chariots stretching endlessly outside. The light was flowing, making it look magnificent and majestic.

All three columns of the Fourth Army stopped here. After a great battle, everything seemed to be extremely quiet.

Tang Ning watched the light coming and going on the Wind Spirit Ship. A group of people escorted an injured person to the Tianling Ship and sent him to the rear to recuperate.

My heart suddenly felt a little mixed.

Seeing these people being sent to the Heavenly Spirit Ship one by one, he was both happy and envious in his heart.

I am glad that I was not injured in the war, and I am envious that they can stay away from such war.

At least I don't have to worry about what happens next, and I still don't know if I can avoid the next disaster.

The so-called hero's rise brings great disaster to the common people.

He now fully understands this sentence. He is one of the many people who have suffered in this tumultuous upheaval and the emergence of heroes in large numbers.

The fight between demons and Taoism for the world is originally for the survival interests of the racial class. In the final analysis, it is a struggle between big sects and big forces. It has nothing to do with monks from small sects like them. However, after the nest is overturned, the eggs are destroyed.

Does not exist.

The Xuanmen in Qinghai have always relied on Taixuanzong to occupy a position and seek the continuation of the sect. They rely on the Xuanmen's identity to survive in the cracks between various forces.

Once the general trend of the world suddenly changed, they were involved in the whirlpool and became the victims of the struggle between the two sides.

If you think about it carefully, it's actually quite funny.

A small and unknown sect like the Qianyi Sect, when Xuanmen dominated the world, actually did not gain much benefit, but barely survived.

But now that demons are gaining power, the first to be harmed are these sects that have always been at the bottom of Taoism and have become stepping stones for demons.

However, the top Xuanmen of those major sects, such as Mirror Moon Sect, Cangming Sect, and Shangyuan Sect, are as stable as a rock.

This was originally a war that had nothing to do with him, but he was inexplicably involved in it, and he had to risk his life to fight for a chance of survival. After all, it was just because of his low cultivation level and weak ability.

Therefore, he cannot escape the involvement of this whirlpool and only fights for others.

After going through so many wars, always wandering on the edge of life and death, not knowing whether he would survive tomorrow, he hated this war to the extreme, but he had no ability to get rid of it.

This emotion made him feel very depressed and irritable.

"Fellow Taoist Tang." A tall, broad-shouldered man with big ears walked up to him and said hello.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng." Tang Ning nodded towards him as a return gift.

The visitor was Zheng Xian, a monk from the second team of the former "Feiyang". The two of them often drank and gambled together, and they were quite familiar with each other.

"I just saw that you were in a daze, and you seemed to be very touched." Zheng Xian leaned on the bow of the ship, side by side with him, and said as he looked at the endless stretches of warships and chariots.

Tang Ning said: "As long as we are human beings, we will have joy, anger, sorrow and joy. It is not easy to calm down. What's more, we have just walked through the gate of hell. Could it be that Fellow Daoist Zheng is indifferent at all?"

Zheng Xian sighed: "So what if we have thousands of emotions? We are trapped on an isolated island and have become trapped beasts in prison. We can't even guarantee whether we will live or die tomorrow. What's the use of sighing in vain?"

"To be honest, I am particularly envious of those free and unfettered casual cultivators. At least they can stay and go as they please. Even if the situation changes suddenly, they can stay and leave whenever they want, unlike us who have no choice but to stay with us.

Mubei Demon Fighting."

"Fellow Dao Zheng, what you said is wrong. Rogue cultivators seem to be at ease, but in fact they are just small boats in the ocean, drifting with the tide. A few years ago, when we stationed on this island, the entire island was under martial law. Were there too many rogue cultivators who were killed in vain? Then

At that time, no one envied them. They all had their own difficulties. Although the world is vast, how many people are able to achieve freedom?"

Zheng Xian smiled slightly: "What Taoist Tang said is very clear, yes! How many people in the world are able to achieve freedom? Let alone you and me, even the sect leaders and others have their own concerns and worries.

The difficulty is that people only look at what is in front of them and care about themselves.
To be continued...