I forged immortality in my past life.

Li Wu Hui still doesn't know.

How long did he and Gao Mingyue hug?

Maybe in a while.

It could be a long time.

However, after that, Li Wu Hui and Gao Ming Yue became closer. They often shared a cup of water and fed each other, but there was no awkwardness or shyness between them.

Instead, it's more like a close female friend she's known for many years.

The two did not linger near Meteorite City.

With the outcome of the battle already decided, Meteorite City has turned the tide and won.

With 3,000 level 2 elite troops available recently, there's no need for them to come here.

The two men did not want to wait for the army to slowly join them on horseback; they were at war, and time could not be wasted like that.

Based on their previous orders to the army, the two men studied the map briefly and determined the army's approach route.

Riding in the opposite direction along this line, they joined up with the army.

Another half day has passed.

The setting sun was like blood, and vision gradually blurred.

However, Li Wuhui, with his amazing eyesight, discovered his elite troops camped in a secluded spot on a hillside.

There is no hiding.

The two men deliberately appeared on the outskirts of the reconnaissance soldiers' patrol.

He was quickly welcomed inside by several third-rank officers.

The person in charge was actually Gu Wen, the scout who had been promoted by Li Wu Hui.

Unexpectedly, just a few days after being promoted to the third rank of private, Gu Wen's status among officers also greatly improved.

Li Wu Hui had no reason to be afraid.

Putting aside Gu Wen's character, he is indeed quite loyal and honest.

In terms of strength, a Tier 7 unit of exceptional quality is wary of a Tier 3 unit of ordinary quality.

You must be kidding me.

Isn't that the kind of grunts who can kill a dozen or more with one shot?

"Generals, why have you returned ahead of schedule?"

Gu Wen voiced the doubts of many officers.

A soldier's nature is to obey.

However, as third-level officers, the twenty-odd people present needed to use their brains more to understand the orders given by their commanders.

Li Wu Hui had no intention of hiding it.

After omitting information about the events in Meteorite City, such as the Eight Trigrams Ghost-Sealing Mirror, which was not convenient to tell everyone for the time being, the rest of the information was basically disclosed to everyone.

"Those two generals are simply divine beings!"

"Two men forming an army, taking the heads of ten thousand soldiers, and defeating the Ghost-Faced Drumming Cavalry Regiment that wreaked havoc on the sect's million-strong army—each and every one of these feats is a true legend!"

"However, the fact that both generals accomplished all of these things simultaneously is terrifying! It's practically a blessing from heaven for the Daoist sect!"

"May Heaven bless the Daoist sect! The two generals are truly awe-inspiring!"

"May Heaven bless the Daoist sect! The two generals are truly mighty!"

Third-ranking officers are not usually good at flattery.

However, Li Wu Hui and Gao Ming Yue's achievements were indeed unparalleled, saving the million-strong army of Meteorite City!

Of course, the actions of the Supreme Elder Zhou Guihong in deploying troops in advance and preserving manpower in street fighting were also undoubtedly key moves.

But if Li Wu Hui and the other two hadn't intervened...

Even if Zhou Guihong wins in the end, it will likely be a Pyrrhic victory. Of the million-strong sect army, it is uncertain whether tens of thousands will survive.

Even if we win, we can lose the front lines; we simply can't hold them.

Li Wuhui originally proposed holding a banquet in the army to celebrate this great achievement.

However, many officers and elite soldiers protested, saying that they had not even shown their faces in the battle and dared not steal the general's credit.

After much persuasion, the soldiers agreed to a small banquet, and the army then prepared a large meal, allowing each person to take three cups of fine wine.

The next day.

Li Wu Hui announced his return to Green Valley.

The men were in high spirits and spurred their horses on, marching day and night.

Three days later.

Nearly three thousand elite troops traveled hundreds of miles back to the fields under the jurisdiction of Green Valley.

However, the scene here was somewhat unrecognizable to everyone.

"Is this... is this still Green Valley?"

A level 2 soldier, a local, couldn't resist dismounting and touching the ground.

The land was scorched earth, covered with black ash from burned crops.

There wasn't a single farmer passing by in the remote countryside.

Even the once fertile fields, with their distinct square sections, have long since been turned into a filthy fenced-off area!

I really don't know what they went through.

Everyone knew this was bad.

Without the general's orders, no one dared to act on their own.

Li Wu Hui's face was ashen, his eyes like an eagle's, scanning the surrounding ten miles of scorched wasteland.

"No need to explore the surrounding area, let's go to Green Valley first."

"Yes, General."

Li Wu Hui has already given the order.

Everyone naturally obeyed the order.

Not long after.

Li Wuhui and his men marched for more than twenty miles and arrived at a deserted place with broken bricks and tiles scattered all over the ground!

The original Green Valley Fortress walls, as well as the houses, restaurants, blacksmith shops, and military camps within them, are all gone.

Gone!

"Black Tiger Army!"

"It's definitely the Black Tiger Army!"

"I heard the general say that this kind of brutal marching style was definitely the work of the infamous Black Tiger Army!"

"Damn it, I've only been married for three years, and I have a wife and kids!"

"My mother hasn't lived to see me take care of her in her old age!"

"Father, why didn't you go when I told you to move to the Taoist inland area?!"

"Black Tiger Army, you all deserve to die!!"

Dozens of soldiers, all locals from Green Valley, wailed and cursed the Black Tiger Army's cruelty.

The other soldiers shared the same sentiment; they all had relatives or friends in Green Valley Dock, more or less, while they were stationed here.

But they are all gone now.

Although there is no evidence yet that they met with misfortune, if it were the Black Tiger Army, then there would probably be no hope of survival.

Li Wu Hui frowned deeply.

Seeing his soldiers heartbroken and in tears, he felt terrible too.

Thinking about it for a moment might not be a comforting word from the Black Tiger Army.

But then he immediately changed his mind.

Self-deceptive comfort will inevitably backfire when confronted with facts.

His words did nothing to comfort the soldiers.

Every field was burned to the ground, every city was trampled into ruins, and every resident, regardless of age or gender, was killed without mercy!

Although it only meets the first two requirements.

But this army has such extremely obvious characteristics.

Apart from the Black Tiger Army, no other army could imitate them.

Goooo!

suddenly.

Goooo!

A bird's call rang out!

Li Wu Hui's ears twitched as he saw a white carrier pigeon flying toward him, with a note attached to its leg.

Hey!

Li Wu Hui extended one finger.

The carrier pigeon obediently landed on his hand.

After examining the feathers on its forehead and tail, I noticed that they were painted with small blue swords, confirming that it was a carrier pigeon from the Taoist sect.

Li Wu Hui immediately took out the note.

Open it.

[Greetings to any fellow Daoists who may exist in Green Valley. The Black Tiger Army, which Elder Zhou Guihong previously reported on, has appeared. These Yin soldiers, concealing their presence, have now breached the city!]

[Now, eleven cities with populations exceeding 100,000 have been confirmed to have been massacred by the Black Tiger Army!]

[Seven other cities, including Green Valley, are too close to the front lines for confirmation of their fate.]

[This letter is not to command you, fellow Daoist. The Black Tiger Army is in grave danger. I urge you not to fight a losing battle. Perhaps you could go to White Rain City, where there is a garrison of two million troops, and several Supreme Elders of the Daoist sects are in charge of the overall situation. It is relatively safe there.]

The frontline troops have also received this information and may soon withdraw from their defensive lines.

"Senior brother, where did this letter come from?"

Gao Mingyue noticed something was wrong and looked over curiously.

Li Wu Hui sighed and handed her the note:

"See for yourself."