When the Jiangwu army officially marched towards the Damp Territory, the world was shaken.

Yes!

Whether it was the Divine Land, the Mei Jian Country, or other major nations.

Or even those small countries.

All the martial artists following the war were utterly speechless with shock.

The Jiangyuan Country won the war.

Not just winning, but the Divine Land army, with an unstoppable momentum, dared to counterattack into the Damp Territory.

This is simply exhilarating.

In various cities of the Divine Land, countless martial artists spontaneously gathered at the Heroic Spirit Mausoleum, hoping the heroes knew of this glorious moment, a moment of pride for the Divine Land.

The Governor's Mansion, the Admiral's Mansion, and offices in various buildings often erupted with cheers.

No one could resist such exhilaration.

Especially the principals of the four major Martial Arts Academies, who were exceptionally proud.

In this battle, the young people in the schools were undoubtedly the main force that could not be overlooked.

Zhao Jiangtao nodded in satisfaction.

One Su Yue was already enough to uphold the glory of West Martial.

Moreover, graduates like Bai Xiaolong, and pillars like Mu Cheng, and among new students, there's Du Jing's Book.

In this battle, West Martial truly stood out.

At the Warring States Military Academy, from the high levels to the students, everyone was discussing the name Gong Ling.

In the archery camps of various corps, people even came to inquire about Gong Ling, asking when she would graduate.

She inherited the mantle of the premier Arrow God, Gong Yuzhen, and the future Gong Ling was destined to be the premier Arrow God of the Divine Land.

Though a small city, Cengyan City had already attracted many business moguls.

They heard that Gong Ling's grandfather was in poor health and specially brought some longevity-enhancing supplements.

These moguls were each shrewd and calculating!

The significance of a premier Arrow God is entirely different from that of an ordinary martial artist, as seen from this battle.

Sixth-grade martial artists abound on the battlefield.

But a god of sniping that could intimidate an entire army with a single bow is only Gong Ling.

Just like Ying Fenghuang, whom Gong Ling shot before, hiding in the Suspended Arrow Tower, almost ruined humanity's defense.

Intangible intimidation is particularly important for an army.

Looking at Gong Ling's future, the prospects are immeasurable.

Elder Gong lay in bed and did not go to entertain those guests.

But he could see that each of these guests had extraordinary statuses.

The elder suddenly remembered the old days.

Back then, when Gong Yuzhen was still alive.

Back then, the house was just like this, teeming with social elites, whether officials or business celebrities, all were humble.

Who would have thought that the Gong family's glory would be revived in the hands of his granddaughter?

Father Gong clearly hadn't adapted to this environment.

To be honest.

He was a bit panicked.

Those moguls even wanted to introduce boyfriends to Gong Ling, and the candidates were all direct heirs to major conglomerates, with extraordinary backgrounds.

The Research Institute!

Yan Dongyan had already received commendations from the cabinet.

He personally deciphered the Puppetry Technique of Mo Kai, now watching the human army attack the Damp Territory, he felt truly gratified.

He too was part of this war.

As for other countries.

They are both envious and jealous of the Divine Land.

The Divine Land had become a power to be feared.

Cross-border expeditions were inherently doubly difficult, but the Divine Land not only protected the safety of Jiangyuan Country, but aimed to counterattack into the Damp Territory.

Mo Kai was a Divine Elder, and his base was in Mao Yao City.

Thus, Mao Yao City certainly had a large amount of strategic resources.

This time, the Divine Land would definitely strike it rich again.

Plus the decapitation at Thunder Sacrifice City, the Divine Land was earning fame and fortune simultaneously.

Many countries with slight hostility towards the Divine Land also obediently kept quiet, they too had to consider how to deal with the Divine Land in the future.

Too terrifying.

...

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

...

The ground of Jiangwu City trembled.

The Palm Eye Race, Blood Boiling Race, and Steel Bone Race began to retreat.

The defeated army crumbled like a landslide.

The allied forces retreated swiftly, fearing that anyone who lagged even a step might be killed by Su Qingfeng.

In less than ten minutes, only Mo Kai's Yangxiang Race was left facing Jiangwu City.

At this moment, even the Yangxiang Race had lost their will to fight.

If not for fear of Mo Kai, they would have long wanted to leave.

"Today... we will wash Mao Yao City with blood!"

Su Qingfeng raised the demon blade, rallying with an outstretched arm!

...

"Wash Mao Yao City with blood!"

"Wash Mao Yao City with blood!" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Wash Mao Yao City with blood!"

...

Behind Su Qingfeng, the Divine Land army pressed forward step by step, all martial artists were hysterically shouting.

At this moment, the battle spirit was overwhelming.

The martial artists of Jiangyuan Country did not plan on gaining any resources, after all, the war was led by the Divine Land Corps.

But they weren't dissatisfied.

If Mao Yao City could be washed with blood, Jiangyuan Country would gain a long recovery period.

After all, the main army invading Jiangwu City came from Mao Yao City.

Rumor has it that the city was resource-rich with mighty troops.

As long as it could be cleared and the city destroyed, Mo Kai would undoubtedly suffer a serious blow.

Su Yue and Mu Cheng together, charged directly behind Su Qingfeng.

Anyway, they're not regular soldiers, so there's no military discipline; Su Yue wanted to follow his father, and Mu Cheng inexplicably followed along too.

At the rear of the army.

Bai Xiaolong and the others were filled with envy.

Jealousy.

Su Yue was following his father, playing a father-son game at the forefront of the troop.

Meanwhile, due to lower strength, they could only, under Chen Yuhui's protection, barely see the excitement.

Of course, in such a large-scale siege warfare, spoils of war would be collectively managed by the logistics camp, theoretically martial artists shouldn't profit individually.

But things are man-made, and sometimes it's not so absolute.

For example, in this battle, the spoils would surely be picked by Su Qingfeng first, who could stop him, and who would dare?