Socially anxious people transmigrate to another world; living in seclusion is too difficult.

Shen Yao and his group left the cave with the Immovable Stone and headed towards the northern port, where the battle in Bailu City was still ongoing.

After two days of rest, the four armies were preparing for the final battle. Each country's food reserves were running out, and if they continued, they would all starve to death. The three generals, who loved their soldiers dearly, naturally did not want their soldiers to die a miserable death. So the three sides reached an agreement to hold the final battle between Bailu City and the northern port. At present, all three sides had very few soldiers left. The Slivia-Holy Beast Kingdom alliance had the most soldiers, but they had less than 5000 left. The Tianyun Empire and the Delin Kingdom were already short of troops, and now each had only about 2000 left. Victory or defeat depended on this battle.

Su Yang stayed outside the city for a few days, witnessing the ferocity of the battle firsthand. He also realized that the final battle was probably about to begin. So he led a few people to move towards the northern port, intending to find a place to stay temporarily near the port and leave the island after the war ended.

Two days later, the weather cleared up. Autumn had fully arrived, and the golden leaves shone even more brightly in the sunlight. A gust of autumn wind swept up the leaves, and the golden expanse heralded the approaching harvest season. Standing atop the North Gate tower, Wang Ji gazed at the beautiful autumn scenery outside the city and couldn't help but sigh:

"What a beautiful season it is, but I have no heart to appreciate it."

After sighing, they composed themselves, strode resolutely down from the city wall, reorganized the remaining troops, and immediately set off out of the city. Zhang Feng and Philip also led their troops away from the forest and the northern port. The three of them agreed that in the final battle, the city of Bailu, the northern port, and the forest on the island should not be destroyed; instead, the bodies of the fallen soldiers would become nutrients to continue nourishing this fertile land.

At noon, after the soldiers from all three sides finished their last meal, they lined up in their respective battle formations. Wang Ji, Zhang Feng, and Fei Li rode to the center of the battlefield, saluted each other, and without saying a word, turned their horses around and returned to their respective positions. Perhaps this was the unspoken understanding between them. The three of them thought to themselves how wonderful it would be if they could become friends and comrades-in-arms. However, they were burdened with the mission of the country and the duty of soldiers, and they were all unable to do as they pleased.

Back in formation, he issued his final command: "Attack!"

As the order was given, soldiers from all three sides launched their charge, shouts of battle rang out together.

Seeing that the battle had already begun, Shen Yao immediately ran towards the northern port with Jiang Ao and Peng Shaoshi, carrying the Immovable Stone. Su Yang was also observing the battlefield at this time. When he saw Shen Yao and the others running towards the northern port in the distance, he pulled Lin Anlan and followed behind them, preparing to board the ship with them and leave.

On the battlefield, after the charge began, the Tianyun Empire and the Delin Kingdom fought side by side with great tacit understanding. Since it was a decisive battle, they had to win the final victory. At present, the troops stationed in both countries were not many. The only way to have a chance was to deal with the allied forces together and narrow the gap in troop strength as much as possible. Philip also realized this, but he was helpless. He controlled the troops stationed in both countries, so it was reasonable for him to be targeted.

The soldiers of the three kingdoms clashed together. Since the total strength of the two sides was roughly the same, the battlefield was basically filled with one-on-one battles. Within an hour, both sides had lost more than half of their soldiers, but the fighting continued.

Suddenly, two small groups of about a hundred men each emerged from near the three commanders and charged straight at them. The three commanders smiled knowingly at the approaching troops. It seemed they all thought the same thing: as long as the current commander was killed, no matter who came to replace him, there would be no chance of victory. That's why the three of them had each sent their own troops to attack. But what makes a commander a commander is not only his ability to lead troops, but also his martial prowess.

Although Zhang Feng was older, before taking over as commander, he was the commander of the Third Guard of the Kingdom of Delin, responsible for guarding the royal palace. He practiced martial arts and elemental power every day. Wang Ji and Philip were both sixth-order elementalists, so they were not easy for ordinary soldiers to kill.

After dealing with the attacking soldiers, the three of them rushed to the battlefield without prior arrangement. Ordinary soldiers could not withstand them, and the three eventually met and began their decisive battle.

Wang Ji used fire element, Zhang Feng used light element, and Fei Li used water element. The battle between the three sixth-tier elementalists broke out in the center of the battlefield. Powerful elemental shocks emanated from them. Other soldiers dared not approach even a fraction of a second and eventually stopped fighting, waiting for the final result of their commander's decisive battle. Because no matter how hard they fought, even if they won, it would be useless. As long as their commander died, they would still face defeat.

For a moment, the battlefield resembled a martial arts arena, except that the ticket to this arena was life itself. The three elemental forces flew about, the three of them exchanging blows, seizing every opportunity, their offense, defense, and blocking dazzlingly. One after another, they took the stage, until finally, Zhang Feng, old and frail, was the first to fall. His sneak attack on Philip failed, and Wang Ji seized the opportunity to strike him down, sending him crashing to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.

"General!" Soldiers from the Kingdom of Delin rushed forward to help Zhang Feng up. Even after being helped up, Zhang Feng refused to admit defeat and raised his sword to charge forward. However, he spat out another mouthful of blood and fell to the ground again. He finally breathed his last and died on the spot.

Wang Ji and Fili paid no heed to Zhang Feng's fate, the two locked in a fierce battle, each taking several blows from the other. However, Fili, being an orc, possessed far superior physical abilities compared to Wang Ji. Wang Ji was already spitting blood, but Fili forcefully suppressed the blood that was about to spill, giving Wang Ji no chance to catch his breath. He then pressed forward again, and Wang Ji managed to get up and barely parry the blows, eventually collapsing from exhaustion. Fili seized the opportunity and stabbed Wang Ji to death with his sword. Thus, the commanders of the Tianyun Empire and the Delin Kingdom's garrison both perished. Seeing their commanders dead, the surviving soldiers of both countries dropped their weapons and gave up resistance.

Allied soldiers rushed forward, lifted Philip high, and celebrated their victory with shouts. Philip also laughed heartily, but after the celebration, he felt a pang of sadness. He ordered his soldiers to collect the bodies of the two commanders, choose a good place, and bury them on the spot, thus fulfilling his duty.

On the other side, Shen Yao and his group had already entered the port, found a ship, and quickly boarded it. Su Yang followed closely behind him, along with many other citizens of Bailu City who shared the same idea. Once everyone was on board, the citizens spontaneously took control of the ship and headed towards the Duchy of Paisen. As soon as the ship left the port, Su Yang looked towards the battlefield and saw that the fighting seemed to have stopped.

"It seems the war on the outlying islands is over. I wonder who the ultimate winner is. Sigh, no matter who wins, who knows how many years it will take for Bailu City to regain its former glory." Su Yang leaned on the railing, sighing inwardly. Lin Anlan walked to his side and said:

"This is the second island war. Hopefully, there won't be a third."

"Yes, war is no good. By the way, where are Die'er and Linglong?"

"The two of them are in the room. Luckily, we boarded the ship early and managed to get a cabin."

"Let's go back to our room then. We're about to enter the deep sea area. It's windy at sea, so be careful not to catch a cold."