Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

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There were only two hundred female soldiers, but they were all very dedicated.

Dugu Yan stood before them, her long, dark green hair fluttering in the wind.

"Most of your martial spirits are agility-based or support-based."

Those who specialize in agility-based attacks need to learn how to move quickly on the battlefield and ambush enemies.

Support characters need to learn how to protect teammates and heal the wounded on the battlefield.

Your mission is not to kill the enemy, but to save lives.

Remember, on the battlefield, saving lives is more important than killing.

The female soldiers began training.

The female soldiers specializing in agility and attack are practicing speed, while the female soldiers specializing in support are practicing healing soul skills.

Yan and Xieyue are training the logistics troops.

The logistics unit is responsible for transporting supplies, setting up camps, and repairing weapons.

Their task was tedious, but important.

Without logistical support, frontline soldiers would have no food, no weapons, and no place to live.

Yan stood in front of a group of burly men, patted his chest and said, "You are the logistics unit, but you are also soldiers."

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"The people from the Sun and Moon Continent have arrived. You must also take up arms and fight them!"

The burly men shouted in unison, "Let's do it!"

Zhu Zhuqing stood at a distance, watching the intense training on the training ground, and a feeling she couldn't quite describe welled up inside her.

She has been here for a month, watching the new recruits train every day, watching the soldiers sweat and bleed, and watching the officers shout slogans at the top of their lungs.

She didn't participate in the training; she was Ling Feng's maid, and her task was to serve him.

But she still makes time for self-cultivation every day.

Her soul power has reached level 34, just one step away from level 35.

"Sister Zhuqing".

Ning Rongrong ran over from a distance, carrying a bowl of hot soup.

"Have a bowl of soup."

You're practicing until very late every day; your body won't be able to handle it.

Zhu Zhuqing took the soup and drank a sip.

"Thank you, Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong looked at her.

"Sister Zhuqing, why are you cultivating so diligently?"

Zhu Zhuqing remained silent for a moment.

"Because I want to become stronger."

Ning Rongrong looked at her.

"Get stronger, then go to war?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

"Ah."

Ning Rongrong sighed.

"I don't want to fight."

I just want everyone to be safe and sound.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at her.

I didn't want to either.

But the Sun and Moon Continent is coming; if we don't fight them, they will attack us.

Ning Rongrong lowered her head.

"I know."

She looked up at Zhu Zhuqing.

"Sister Zhuqing, will you be able to protect yourself?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

Yes.

You need to take good care of yourself too.

Ning Rongrong smiled.

"Ok.

I will.

The port of Seawind City has been shut down, all fishing boats and merchant ships have been towed ashore, and the port has been turned into a military base.

The dock was piled high with supplies, including food, weapons, soul guides, and building materials for various defensive fortifications.

Soldiers are building fortifications on the dock; they are digging trenches, piling up sandbags, and setting up guided missiles.

Ling Feng stood by the dock, watching the busy soldiers.

Standing beside him was a craftsman, the best soul tool craftsman in the Martial Soul Empire, surnamed Wu, over fifty years old, with gray hair, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

“Holy Son, look.”

Craftsman Wu pointed to the black dots on the distant sea, "The fleet from the Sun and Moon Continent is still gathering."

Their ships are faster and more stable than ours, and their guided missiles are also more advanced.

"If we fight head-on, we'll be at a disadvantage."

Ling Feng nodded.

"So what suggestions do you have?"

Craftsman Wu thought for a moment.

"Our ships are inferior to theirs, so let's not fight at sea."

Lure them ashore and fight them on land.

Our soul-guided cannons are inferior to theirs, so we'll build more and deploy more of them.

They can kill a Soul Master with one shot, so we'll blast them back with ten shots.

They outnumber us, so we'll just use sheer numbers.

Ling Feng looked at him.

"how long it takes?"

Craftsman Wu thought for a moment.

Three months.

Give me three months, and I can cover the coastline of Sea Breeze City with soul-guided cannons.

Ling Feng nodded.

"it is good.

I'll give you three months.

Three months is neither a long nor a short time.

Ling Feng stood on the dock, looking at the sea and the black dots, silently calculating the time in his mind.

The Sun and Moon Continent has been gathering forces for two months, and their army is growing larger and their fleet is becoming increasingly massive.

But they haven't attacked yet, as if they're waiting for something.

Martial Soul Capital, Hall of Worship.

Qian Renxue stood before the angel statue, her eyes closed.

She comes here every day to stand for a while, burn incense, and pray.

She used to pray that the Martial Soul Empire would get better and better, and that the people would live in peace and prosperity.

Now she prays for Lingfeng's safety and for the war to end as soon as possible.

Her fingers gently caressed the holy sword.

The sword was cold, and so was her heart.

"His Majesty."

Zhu Zhuqing's voice came from behind.

Qian Renxue opened her eyes and turned around.

"what's up?"