It was a successful departure ceremony, and the morale of the army was greatly boosted, and the people cheered as if victory was at hand. The sudden increase in the burden of work, the threat of the plague, and the unhappiness caused by the greatly reduced quality of life and safety seem to have vanished.

Among the high-morale crowd, Jiang Yueguang, a Taoist priest from Maoshan who came to watch the ceremony, was different, he knelt on the ground, muttered, and did not dare to look directly at the unknown long sword.

Xiang Ningxuan was also very satisfied, although he consumed some energy by pretending to be a sword, but after he successfully pretended to be forced, the energy he gained not only completely made up for the consumption, but also accumulated a lot, which was enough for him to fight another battle with his sword. He himself was replenished with a lot of energy, and the tiredness was swept away, replaced by a wonderful feeling of full strength. Soul Energy, empty non-combat mana crystals are all refilled, and an additional 20 Epic Energy bonuses.

Now that the non-combat mana crystal has been restored, Xiang Ningxuan is not polite, and directly summons Tirio Ferdin.

"Believe in the Light!" As soon as the Aged Paladin with the Ashbringer appeared, his aura effect lifted the entire army.

"Great Lord!" Tuhat, who was following Xiang Ningxuan's side, stood up and saluted - after coming to Earth for so long, Tuhat habitually used the military salute of the army of the Republic.

"Your Excellency, Great Lord, we are just about to go on a campaign against the Scourge Legion, please wish us a hand." Xiang Ningxuan said sincerely.

"It is my duty to fight for glory, for freedom and for the people! The Lich King must pay for what he has done. Tirio Fortin said sincerely.

"Now, I declare, the target is Lucheng, and the whole army will attack!" With Xiang Ningxuan's order, an army of more than 15,000 people, twice as many logistics support personnel, more than 3,000 vehicles, and immeasurable war materials all flowed. Converge into a spectacular torrent, rolling out of Lucheng District.

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Even if you are far away in Lucheng, you can see the cyan sword light rising here, and even the black and dull black mist of the undead can't stop this light.

Along with the sword light, it also comes from the depths of the soul, the belief that this war will be won.

The soldiers who had fought fiercely all night were already exhausted, but a strong belief suddenly rose in their hearts and injected new strength into them, and they cheered up one after another.

Chu Jiangyue encouraged loudly: "It's dawn, the sun is our best helper, and those despicable undead can no longer hide in the shadows and sneak attack us." Moreover, Xiang Ningxuan will personally lead reinforcements to support! Kill me as I go! ”

In the settlement of Lucheng refugees, the plague has been suppressed on the first refugees, and most of them have regained their vitality after eating and sleeping well. Seeing that the medical camp has been busy all night, and is still receiving a steady stream of refugees, as long as there are people with a conscience, they will take the initiative to step forward and do their part.

Even if it was just a spell to condense pure water, after condensing more than 8,000 people, Feng Qingru couldn't bear it, so he could only lift his transformation and be sent into the house to rest.

However, the news of Nuwa's holy water curing the plague of natural disasters has spread, and all the refugees are convinced of it. It was not one or two people who were healed by the holy water, but more than 8,000 people! More than 8,000 people who had been afflicted by natural disasters and plagues appeared alive and well in the settlements, and the refugees did not believe them.

At this time, this settlement has already contained more than 23,000 people, and it has long been overcrowded. But the refugees, who did not have access to the holy water, refused to leave. Nuwa's descendants can treat more than 8,000 people in one night, so there are more than 15,000 people left, and one day and one night is enough! How can you leave without drinking holy water? There was no way, those who had already drunk the holy water left 3,000 volunteers to maintain order, and the others went to other settlements to settle first.

Once a person has hope, even a dying person can survive for a few more days, not to mention that these refugees who can run here are not in bad physical condition!

More contagious than the plague is emotion, and more than 10,000 refugees, organized by 3,000 volunteers, are either laboring or singing, waiting with confidence. Such a vibrant scene will naturally infect the new refugees, which have not yet been treated, and the disease is half cured first.

When the sword light and the belief of victory reached the refugee camp, it set off a burst of enthusiastic cheers in the crowd. When it comes to hatred of the scourge of the undead, these refugees are the most bitter and bitter, and naturally the most eager for victory.

Feng Qingru had a dream, dreaming of Nuwa, who made people from the earth and refining stones to make up the sky, and also dreamed of the gentle and considerate brother Xiaoyao, until the cheers outside woke her up.

Looking out the window at the more than 10,000 people waiting for her to cast spells to condense holy water, as well as the dazzling sword in the distance and the familiar soul fluctuations that spread, she secretly clenched her fists and said to herself: "Nuwa is gone, and Brother Xiaoyao does not exist. I am me, I am the breeze! ”

She walked out barefoot, and by the time she got outside, her legs had turned into a long snake tail. It was still the same movement, and the wind was as clear as if he raised his hands, and a clear stream of water gurgled down.

"Wow!" As soon as the figure with the snake tail appeared, it instantly detonated the crowd, and trust, respect, and a strong desire to survive converged on Feng Qingru's body, even if there was no holy light on her body, a layer of hazy divine light naturally rose on the surface of her body.

Kang Yifei and others studied all night, several senior doctors were exhausted, and someone pointed to the wind outside, and said sarcastically: "What else are we studying!" Look, Nuwa Niangniang's holy water is stronger than any special medicine. ”

Kang Yifei suddenly said angrily: "Don't we know what the holy water is? It was just pure water, and the purpose was to stabilize the hearts and minds of the refugees. We are the ones who can really cure the plague! How long can you fool by flickering? ”

The doctor shrugged helplessly and said, "It's not that we can't help it. We didn't come up with several formulas of drugs to cure natural disasters and plagues, and if they were to be produced immediately before the end of the day. But now either there is a shortage of raw materials and large-scale production, or the production process is too complicated, and the equipment cannot be built for the time being. ”

At this time, Qi Luoxin hurriedly came and said, "Doctors, just now we found that the plague in the bodies of several patients who had just drunk the holy water had been cured!" ”

"What? How is this possible? If pure water can cure diseases, why do we doctors need to do it? ”

"Yes. Relying on the ghost tricks of Shinto to fool people is only a temporary countermeasure, which can be used to restore the spirit and spirit of the infected. It's up to us to cure the plague in the end! We have to believe in science! ”

Kang Yifei snorted coldly: "Science is not scientific, let's test today's holy water, don't we know!" ”

However, the results of the test surprised the doctors, and today the holy water was as clear as a condensation with a strange ingredient that could effectively combat natural plagues.

"It's not scientific!" Several doctors felt that their worldview had collapsed and did not dare to accept this fact at all.

Kang Yifei didn't bother with what science was not scientific, because his own existence was unscientific, but his perennial scientific work made him habitually use scientific methods to solve problems. Now, he looked at the wind that was casting the spell, and a glimmer of realization suddenly flashed in his heart.