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General, what should we do?" the deputy general asked anxiously, his eyes full of worry.

General Nie Yun pondered for a moment, then decisively ordered: "Adjust tactics, concentrate firepower, and attack the weak points of the light curtain. At the same time, send out elite troops to bypass the enemy's flank and launch a surprise attack."

This type of light curtain has a fatal flaw, which is that it cannot guarantee the same level of protection in every place, and there will always be weak spots.

The deputy general immediately conveyed the order, and the entire command system became busy again.

As the order was issued, the situation on the battlefield changed again. The fire from the sky rockets became more intense, and began to test the weak points of the light curtain. The elite troops moved quickly, piercing the enemy's flanks like sharp swords.

Under the fierce attack, cracks began to appear in some places of the light curtain. The enemy obviously did not expect Liu Jun to adjust his tactics so quickly, and was somewhat confused.

"Continue the attack, don't give them a chance to breathe!" General Nie Yun's voice sounded again.

At this time, outside the allied army's command tent, General Zhao Kuo frowned, staring at the light curtain in the distance that was about to break. His heart was filled with anger and helplessness. He couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "I just wonder, how can the Skyfire Divine Realm be so rich? The shells consumed in this moment must have cost 1 billion Divine Coins! Where on earth did they get so many resources from?"

At this time, General Li Guangli walked over slowly, his face equally gloomy. He took a deep breath and whispered, "I asked someone to do a rough calculation. The spiritual stones consumed by the Skyfire Divine Realm during this period of time are at least five or six billion. This scale of consumption is simply unbelievable."

When General Zhao Kuo heard this, his brows furrowed even more. He clenched his fists, and said with a hint of unwillingness: "If we were so rich, we could also get powerful weapons like sky rockets. Why should we passively take the beating like now!"

General Li Guangli smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You also know that our military expenses are jointly paid by the Platinum Divine Realm and Tianzhu City, half of each. If we want to increase military expenses, it will be very difficult. What's more..."

General Li Guangli did not finish his words, but just looked at General Zhao Kuo meaningfully. The meaning was very clear: the two of us are not of the same mind.

Commander Zhao Kuo knew what Li Guangli meant. His expression changed slightly, but he soon regained his composure. He snorted coldly and retorted, "It took so much effort to get this protective light curtain. Do you still want to increase military spending? Then ask Tianzhu City for it! See if they will agree."

General Li Guangli sighed helplessly, looking into the distance, as if thinking about something. He knew that this war was not only a contest of strength, but also a competition of resources and strategies. The wealth of the Skyfire Divine Realm gave them an absolute advantage on the battlefield, while the coalition forces were constrained by military expenditure issues.

"Perhaps we should think of other ways." General Li Guangli said in a low voice with a hint of determination in his tone.

General Zhao Kuo glanced at him, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: "What are your plans?"

General Li Guangli did not answer directly, but slowly said: "Use us two, so that those soldiers will not die in vain."

"What do you mean?" General Zhao Kuo frowned.

"Withdraw our troops," said General Li Guangli.

General Zhao Kuo was silent for a moment, as if he understood something, then he nodded, with a firm tone in his voice: "If that's the case, then withdraw the troops. Of course, we can't just sit there and do nothing next."

"Well, I know what to do," said General Li Guangli.

As General Li Guangli's order was issued, in less than half an incense stick of time, the soldiers of the coalition forces retreated like a tide, leaving behind a battlefield like purgatory.

The sound of war drums gradually faded away, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if mourning for this tragic battle. The wind blew up the dust on the ground, mixed with the smell of blood, blowing through every corner, as if telling the cruelty of war.

There were corpses everywhere, the blood was thick and gradually solidified, and the pungent smell of blood filled the area for hundreds of miles.

On the battlefield, broken limbs and debris were everywhere. Some soldiers still maintained their fighting posture, weapons tightly grasped in their hands, their eyes filled with unwillingness and anger.

The ground was stained with blood, like a painting drawn with blood, recording the cruelty of the war. Occasionally, a few birds circled in the sky, making shrill cries.

On the wall of Nanjiang City, Liu Jun frowned and looked into the distance with a serious look. His heart was filled with complicated emotions. There was no joy for victory in his eyes, only grief for the sacrifice of the soldiers.

"Will our people collect the bodies later?" Liu Jun asked in a low voice.

"Yes, if their people come again we will have to fight them, and only our people can collect the bodies." General Nie Yun stood nearby, his voice low.

He also stared at the battlefield, his eyes revealing a trace of fatigue and helplessness. As the commander of this battle, he knew the cost of war, and the sacrifice of every soldier also made him feel heavy, but he was used to it, so used to it that he was numb.

"What should we do with the bodies after they are brought back?" Liu Jun continued to ask, with a hint of uneasiness in his voice. He knew that handling these bodies was not only a respect for the dead, but also to prevent the spread of the plague.

"Burning. We used to dig pits and bury everyone regardless of friend or foe. But those were all small-scale battles. There were too many deaths in this kind of situation, so we had to burn it." General Nie Yun sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

He knew that although burning the bodies was cruel, it was the only feasible solution at present. The large-scale deaths were beyond their ability to deal with, and burning could not only quickly dispose of the bodies, but also effectively prevent the spread of diseases.

Liu Jun nodded, but his heart was still heavy. At this time, the soldiers in charge of logistics in the city had already walked out of the city gate. They were busy preparing tools to collect the bodies. Everyone's face was full of fatigue and sadness, but there was still a hint of determination in their eyes.

"Let the soldiers withdraw, I'll take it." Liu Jun sighed, his voice carrying a hint of fatigue, but without any doubt.

General Nie Yun stood aside, frowning, with a trace of worry in his eyes. "But, Your Majesty, this..." He hesitated. Although he knew Liu Jun's ability, burning so many corpses was not only a test of physical strength, but also a huge shock to the soul.

He recalled the experiences of the old God King when he was young. At that time, the old God King had fought in all directions and burned countless corpses on the battlefield. But every time he finished burning, the old God King would lock himself in the house and stay at home for several days before slowly recovering from the heavy psychological shadow. This experience is a huge psychological burden for anyone.

Liu Jun saw Nie Yun's worry, smiled slightly, and said in a firm but gentle tone: "It's okay, let the soldiers withdraw."

Nie Yun looked at Liu Jun's determined eyes. Although he had a thousand words in his heart, he could only sigh. He knew that once Liu Jun made up his mind, no one could change it. So he waved his hand and ordered all the soldiers who were collecting the bodies to withdraw.

Liu Jun took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and felt the flow of spiritual energy in his body. His body trembled slightly, as if he was accumulating some powerful power. Suddenly, his eyes opened sharply, and the spiritual energy in his body burst out like a volcano. The netherworld fire catalyzed by the origin of fire instantly covered the entire battlefield, and the green flames jumped on the battlefield, as if countless ghosts were dancing.

Wherever the flames reached, corpses quickly turned to ashes. The blood and scorched earth on the battlefield were swallowed up by the flames, and replaced by an eerie tranquility.

Liu Jun had already arrived at the center of the flames, his figure appearing exceptionally lonely and determined in the green flames.

There was no fear in his heart, only a deep sense of helplessness and responsibility.

The flames gradually died down, and the bodies on the battlefield turned to ashes and drifted away with the wind. Liu Jun stood there, looking at the empty battlefield, his heart was empty. He took a deep breath, turned around and left, his back stretched out in the sunset, looking particularly lonely.

Nie Yun stood in the distance, looking at Liu Jun's back, his heart full of respect and worry. He was really afraid that something might happen to Liu Jun psychologically.

After Liu Jun returned to his residence, he gently closed the door to make sure that no one could disturb him, then took a deep breath, feeling both expectant and nervous.

Then, he took out the Ten Thousand Demons Cauldron and tapped it gently a few times.

"What are you doing? You're sleeping." The ghost doll appeared above the Ten Thousand Demons Cauldron and said to Liu Jun.

"Hurry up, there are some good things. With so many soul power beads, you will probably be able to improve a lot." Liu Jun said in a low voice with a hint of excitement in his tone.

He placed a large bag on the table. The bag was heavy, obviously filled with things. He then untied the bag, revealing densely packed black beads inside. These beads emitted a faint light, and trembled slightly in the bag as if they had life.

These black beads are the condensed beads of soul power. Liu Jun knows that these condensed beads are extremely precious resources for soul bodies like the ghost doll. They can greatly enhance the power of the ghost doll, and may even allow it to break through the current realm and reach a whole new level.

Of course, these soul beads were not obtained through cruel means. Liu Jun did not directly refine the souls of the soldiers on the battlefield into beads. Instead, he helped the dead soldiers on the battlefield to transcend and sent them into reincarnation with the Nether Fire. These beads were just condensed from the remaining soul power of those soldiers. For Liu Jun, this was both a utilization of resources and a respect for the dead.

There are three reasons why Liu Jun wanted to help those soldiers to be reborn. First, he couldn't bear it. On the battlefield, the soldiers fought for their beliefs and missions, but ended up like this. Although Liu Jun was in the midst of the war, he still had a reverence for life in his heart. He didn't want to see the souls of these soldiers wandering on the battlefield, unable to rest in peace.

Secondly, Liu Jun's move was also to save some effort for the logistics soldiers on his side. On the battlefield, cleaning up corpses is a heavy task, and the plague caused by corpses is even more dangerous.

Finally, Liu Jun collected these soul beads to improve his own strength. The ghost doll is one of his most important partners, and its power is directly related to Liu Jun's ability to survive on the battlefield.

By collecting these condensed beads, Liu Jun can not only help the ghost doll improve its strength, but also gain a greater advantage in future battles.

Liu Jun looked at the condensed beads on the table, silently calculating how much the ghost doll could absorb. He knew that this process would take some time, but he was not in a hurry.

"Take your time, don't rush, don't swallow it too much at once and burst it." Liu Jun reminded. (End of this chapter)