Above the endless South China Sea, looking down through the thick clouds, you can see a majestic "black dragon" meandering forward.
This is a huge team composed of more than 70 ships of various types. From the small leading ship to the escort ship towing at the end, they are all painted with bright black ship paint. This is the standard Guixu ship. Teach the configuration of the transport fleet, and ships from other forces will choose to change routes to avoid it when they look at it from a distance.
In the center of the fleet, a daily sailing meeting was being held on a very large five-masted sailboat. In the spacious room, an old man with a white beard sat at the head of the conference table, with others standing on either side of him. There were more than twenty people lined up.
They are responsible for the inside and outside of this fleet, from guarding and transportation to navigation routes and logistics support, from ship maintenance to medical management, and the white-bearded old man is the talker of this team, named Xion.
"Everyone, everyone must be aware of the importance of this mission. The Guixu Holy Land is now under martial law. Ensuring the normal operation of Guixu Island and the temple is the top priority. The leader trusts our fleet very much, so no matter what Nothing can go wrong, and I also hope that you will remain highly vigilant on the next journey. If anyone slips up, don't blame me for being ruthless."
The white-bearded old man spoke very slowly, but the majesty between the lines was undeniable. All the senior leaders of the fleet present at the meeting tensed their muscles and nodded in agreement.
After the meeting ended, only the man on the right side of the white-bearded old man stayed. His name was Mo Ziye. He was Xi Weng's assistant and his think tank. At this time, he saw the other man's worries and stood up to pour a glass. Good tea.
"Boss, why are you so anxious this time? It's just an ordinary transportation task. There is nothing particularly expensive or eye-catching in the supplies. We have completed this kind of trip countless times before, so there should be no problem."
Looking at his beloved general, Xion sighed softly, picked up the teacup and took a sip before speaking.
"There is no problem with the supplies and there is no problem with the route, but there is a big problem with the timing."
Mo Ziye was shocked, but soon understood what Xi Weng meant. Now the Guixu Sect is in an extremely tense situation. All the princes in the huge territory have their own evil intentions. This is very difficult for many forces trying to oppose the Guixu Sect. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"Boss, you mean, someone will come to hijack the ship?"
After cautiously guessing, the white-bearded old man nodded and confirmed. Mo Ziye took a breath and frowned. He had already realized the seriousness of the situation.
"I'm not sure, but this feeling is getting stronger and stronger, and as you know, most of the armed forces in the church have been sent out to stabilize the lords. The strength of the escort following us this time is not as strong as before. The strongest The big ones are only at the level of the Infinite Realm. You have to know that transport fleets of our level used to be accompanied by elders from the Tribulation Realm."
Mo Ziye was already restless at this time, and a series of measures flashed through his mind, from strengthening the vigilance to expanding the scope of investigation, from mobilizing the fleet to forming an elite escort team, and in the end he even thought of calling for reinforcements directly.
"It's useless to be anxious now. What's coming will come. Let all the ships speed up first. Tomorrow we will pass through the Devil's Strait. The terrain there is complicated and it is a perfect place for an ambush. We will try to pass quickly. I really hope my intuition It’s wrong.”
The conversation between Xi Weng and Mo Ziye continued. At the same time, in the Devil's Strait, twenty nautical miles away from the fleet, Li Mu followed Sima Qiu and A'Zi to the ambush site. Here was a protruding cliff overlooking the entire A panoramic view of the strait, any ship entering or leaving can be seen here.
"There is only one channel in Devil's Strait, which is very suitable for an ambush. At that time, our people will use artillery attacks on both sides of the cliff. They will first knock out the power system of the opponent's fleet, and then launch a boarding operation in a highly maneuverable speedboat."
Sima Qiu's ambush plan was extremely ordinary, even unremarkable, but Li Mu knew that the battle in Devil's Canyon was just an outpost, and the real decisive battle was at Cape Qiluo, ten nautical miles away from the canyon.
"According to our intelligence, the amount of supplies carried by this transport fleet is huge, but the level of protection is less than half of usual. Therefore, although Devil's Canyon is not the main battlefield, I have also arranged quite sufficient firepower. If I can If we win it in one fell swoop, that will naturally be the best result.”
Following Sima Qiu's guidance, Li Mu cast his sights at the bottom of Devil's Canyon. The rocks had turned dark black due to being washed away by seawater for a long time. The turbulent waves kept hitting the cliff walls, forming small whirlpools. This place was indeed called Only large ships with sufficient tonnage dare to pass through the natural chasm.
Finally, after discussing with Sima Qiu and Azi, Li Mu decided to guard the Devil's Canyon alone, and put Su Fenqiao and Uncle Bao at Cape Qiluo. This was to allow the powerful demon princess to suppress the formation, but also in disguise. Protect Mr. Bao who "can't do anything but brag about being the first".
Although the resistance army does not have a rigorous system like the regular army, its efficiency is not bad at all. As they speak, various weapons have been pushed to designated locations on the cliff by the team members.
"Huh? Are these made by the blacksmiths' union? I didn't expect that in addition to the magic weapons used by monks, they also make ordinary weapons."
Li Mu inadvertently glanced at a heavy artillery piece and noticed that it was engraved with a familiar blacksmith's hammer pattern. Only then did he realize that these weapons were all made by the Blacksmiths' Guild.
"Yes, the Blacksmiths' Guild is now the largest weapons manufacturer in the immortal world. You monks may usually be more familiar with the immortal weapons forged by their master craftsmen, but in fact, what really supports the operation of their huge organization is the ordinary arms business."
Sima Qiu's words made Li Mu suddenly realize that the Blacksmiths' Guild could become a super force across the fairy world, relying not on those phoenix-feathered and powerful craftsmen, but on their arms business network all over the world.
The Immortal Realm is so vast, with countless sects, forces, and countries. All kinds of disputes and conflicts occur almost every day. In addition to the competition between monks, the conventional armies compete for equipment.
Just like the Penglai Immortal Kingdom that once dominated the East China Sea, it relied on its unique energy stone technology. Therefore, the arms business is a business that will never decline. Wherever there are people, these weapons will be needed.
"I wonder if Shenjiang Luo is still in Metallurgical City now. After the Penglai Civil War, I heard that he finally let go of his obsession with his deceased wife and returned to the headquarters to work."
When he was in Metallurgical City, Master Luo Wen of the Blacksmiths Guild and other senior officials helped Li Mu a lot. Later, they even led all the members of the Blacksmiths Guild in Penglai Immortal Kingdom to defect to Baili.
This incident also became a sign that the victory balance of the Penglai Civil War tipped towards Baili and Shen Bairu. It can be said that this master craftsman played a decisive contribution in it.
After sighing for a while, Li Mu refocused his attention on Sima Qiu's plan. At the same time, another team was hiding and slowly approaching Devil's Canyon.
