Chapter 125: Divine Slave

The capture of the city means the rise of the Lonely Bamboo Kingdom.

It also proves that the entire region has now become the territory of the Lone Bamboo Country.

A down-and-out country that was almost wiped out, because of the appearance of a person, in less than half a year, not only came back to life, but also became a hegemon, and even recovered Sancheng of the land at the peak of the Guzhu country, and improved its military strength to a great level.

This is a miracle that only the gods descend from the earth.

No doubt.

Therefore, at the same time that Zhai Qiu led his troops to break into the city, Mo Kui held an unprecedented solemn ceremony at the gate of the palace to express his loyalty to Wang Xu.

This ceremony is said to be the highest level of ritual for the Great Witch to pray for the Great Emperor, at the cost of the Great Witch's lifespan and the good fortune of future generations, and it is the most solemn ceremony used to praise the Great Emperor.

Mo Kui, a man in his sixties, jumped and jumped, played and sang for nearly two hours before it ended, no matter what, Wang Xu really felt this intention.

As for the loss of longevity, Wang Xu, who lost the fortune of future generations, did not believe it.

Wang Xu knows that this ritual must be very important, but it has nothing to do with these metaphysics, it is estimated that the monarch of the defeated country in ancient times, in order to show his loyalty, a way to show loyalty to the emperor, as for the said folding life, discounting the fortune of future generations, it is obviously some kind of exchange, similar to a sacrifice, with their own lives as a price, to help the emperor perform a play, to use these gods and ghosts to consolidate the royal power.

Wang Xu was not ready to let Mo Kui die too early, because this old guy brought him more and more surprises.

The first batch of slaves he took away before were called the three hundred and twenty-nine 'divine slaves'.

When he left, these divine slaves were no different from skeletons, but when they saw each other two months later, Wang Xu almost didn't dare to admit it.

The bodies of these divine slaves swelled like balloons that had been inflated, basically no less than one hundred and fifty catties, and in terms of the burliness of their stature, they were no worse than the group of Great Qin Iron Horsemen brought by Li Xin.

Wang Xu thinks that the way he regulates Lan Jiajun's body is scientific and effective enough, but it only makes Lan Jiajun's physical fitness currently at the level of a normal person, and it can't achieve this kind of strong effect at all.

Wang Xu is really curious, what formula does Mo Kui use to recuperate, could it be that Mo Kui has mastered the special muscle-building exercise skills of the earliest fitness coach?

Or does Mokui make protein powder?

But although these people have undergone some earth-shaking changes in their figures, they are not only burly, but also wearing Mokui's specially customized armor, they look even more powerful than the iron knights, and they are as imposing as steel sculptures.

And the expressions and dull eyes of these gods and slaves are more like sculptures, except that when they carry out Mo Kui's orders, their eyes will turn and there will be micro-expressions, other times, they are really the same as sculptures.

This made Wang Xu feel very uncomfortable, and he felt that Mo Kui might have trained these people into robots.

With the support and cooperation of these divine slaves, Mo Kui completed this huge ceremony, and finally fainted from exhaustion.

Wang Xu originally wanted to rush to Qiancheng overnight to have a look, but now he can only wait for him to wake up and go there.

"The emperor doesn't need to be troubled, this is what a god slave should be, so that the majesty of the emperor can be demonstrated." Mo Kui, who woke up from sleep, was still pale, eating the tofu brain with fritters prepared by Mo Lian, and answered Wang Xu's question with a smile.

"Do the gods and slaves have special training methods?" Wang Xu frowned and asked.

"Of course there is, if the emperor wants it, I will copy it to you." Mo Kui said respectfully, "However, these divine slaves are actually similar to the effect of dead soldiers, and it is useless to fight alone and die fiercely, but if you become an army, it will not be of much effect, because it is difficult to command them on the battlefield." ”

"That is, they can only follow orders and have no ability to think." Wang Xu's eyes were cold.

Mo Kui swallowed and nodded yes.

"The training method of the god slave, you can bring it into the coffin." Wang Xu snorted coldly.

"The god slave is the most advantageous tool of the emperor." Mo Kui rarely refuted Wang Xu.

"The power of God is my tool." Wang Xu looked at Mo Kui indifferently.

Mo Kui's breath stagnated, cold sweat broke out, and he knelt on the ground and begged for forgiveness.

"Get up, it's time to go, settle the amount of food as soon as possible, and I will plan early." Wang Xu sighed softly, stood up and walked out of the palace.

Li Xin and Wang Li were whispering around a divine slave, pointing and pointing.

"You two, wake up early enough." Wang Xu greeted with a smile.

"Emperor." Li Xin hurriedly asked for a salute.

"How did these god slaves come up with it? Mo Kui still has this ability? Wang Li asked with curiosity on his face.

"He's forgotten about it." Wang Xu shook his head.

Wang Li was stunned for a moment, and smiled dumbly, "You are always spoiling good things." ”

"Looks like you have some misconceptions about good things." Wang Xu sneered lightly, "Let's go to Qiancheng to have a look?" ”

"I'm here to find Tushan Lady to improve the cement, the last batch, a rainstorm cracked, almost collapsed and crushed people." Wang Li waved his hand, indicating that he was not interested.

"I'm here to see the saddle." Li Xin said with some embarrassment.

"Leave it to yourself." Wang Xu smiled and led Mo Lian into the carriage.

Mo Kui, who had already sorted out his clothes and his face suddenly returned to normal, took the Shennu to escort the road in front of him and ran in the direction of Licheng.

"The Emperor doesn't like the gods and slaves?" Seeing that Wang Xu's face was not very good, Mo Lian asked in a low voice.

Wang Xu came back to his senses from his daze and smiled, "It's not that I don't like the god slave, it's that I don't like this kind of thoughtless puppet." ”

"The gods and slaves are the necessary existence in the royal palace of all generations, and only they can ensure absolute loyalty to the royal family, and the price of this loyalty is the absence of thoughts." Mo Lian pursed her lips and explained in a soft voice, "But the gods and slaves of the past generations have also been carefully selected, and the lowest batch of the monarchs trained is trained with the technique of flesh and blood, and their lifespan will not exceed five years. ”

Wang Xu's brows furrowed even deeper.

"The divine slave is the most important force of the royal family." Mo Lian said with some words in mind.

"Let's talk about it." Wang Xu waved his hand a little irritably.

Seeing that Wang Xu didn't directly refuse, Mo Lian breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "By the way, the dumb man messed with that moat before, and he made a great contribution in this rising water, and the Chaoge City was not flooded." ”

"Oh? Then you have to reward him well. Wang Xu chuckled.

Compared to the fierce divine slaves that Mo Kui cultivated, this was the good news that Wang Xu wanted to hear.

There was a detour to get to the city, so I didn't arrive until noon.

Although the large fields outside the city have become a reservoir, you can still see how big this field is, and the city standing in the center did not surprise Wang Xu too much.

After all, it is a city that has been built one after another for more than a thousand years, and it is not surprising that it has such a scale.

Moreover, Wang Xu had already confirmed when he came that this city was around the city of Qinhuangdao in later generations, and not far to the east was the first pass in the world in the future, Shanhaiguan.

It's just that now Shanhaiguan is just an unrepaired canyon mouth.

The iron cavalry of the kite came out of the city, Yu Chun waved the battle flag, and the horn on the city wall sounded, waking up the quiet city, and countless residents who had survived yesterday's anxiety got up one after another, not daring to go out, but looking at the situation outside through the crack in the door.

Seeing that the bright silver extravagant carriage was pulled by nine steel beasts across the main road, it seemed as if the floor tiles were about to crack, although they couldn't tell who was sitting in the carriage, but they all knew that this was probably their future king.

The carriage went directly into the palace hall, and Mo Ren was going to rush up, but was stopped by Wang Xu, and walked up to this palace that has lasted for thousands of years, Wang Xu was inexplicably full of emotion.

Although the city in his eyes is not even as magnificent as the imitation palace of Hengdian Film and Television City.

Wang Xu counted, a total of one hundred and ninety-nine steps, I don't know what the regulations of this number had in ancient times, walking into the main hall, all solid wood floors, and spacious courtier positions at a glance, the rusty bronze throne in the center is obviously not a product of the Central Plains civilization, it is close to the structure of the chair, it should be influenced by Central Asia.

The hall had been properly cleaned, but there was still a faint smell of blood.

"Who died?" Wang Xu sat on the throne and looked at the Zhu family and the others, who were automatically ranked in two shifts.

During the Zhou, Qin, and Han dynasties, China respected the "right", so the imperial relatives and nobles were called "right" relatives, and the family was called "right" or "right".

The right is inferior to the left in the construction of residences, the wealthy families must live on the right side of the urban area, and the common people live on the left side of the urban area.

On the right-hand side, Mo Kui stood in the first place, followed by Tu Tan, Mo Wolf, and Yu Chun.

On the left-hand side, the Zhu family stood in the first place, followed by Qiu He, and a fat middle-aged man who had never seen him.

"Hui Emperor, it is the young master of the Sang family, that is, the prince of Bai Dibu." Qiu He knelt on the ground, leaned over and said, "It's just that Murong exhausted and killed." ”

The ink wolf was slightly stunned, and looked at Qiu He in surprise, but he didn't say anything.

"What about our casualties?" Wang Xu didn't ask much and looked at the Zhu family.

"Hui Emperor, except for three hundred and twenty-seven people who were slightly injured, one was accidentally caught in the mud and trampled to death, there were no casualties, Lin Hu fought a battle, captured 2,300 people, and more than 600 slave troops, there were originally more than 1,000 slave troops, but they buried their heads in the ground because of fear and suffocated to death." The Zhu family's meticulous report.

"Remember to dispose of the corpses, it is easy to breed plague after a rainstorm." Wang Xu said.

"It's all incinerated according to what the emperor said." The Zhu family said with a smile.

"Where's the grain and grass?" Wang Xu asked again.

"According to the emperor's calculations, the clansmen have three catties of grain per person per day, eat for five months, four hundred and fifty catties per person, that is, fifteen stones, and currently collect a total of two million stones of grain, but only 500,000 of them are new grains, and the rest are accumulated grains, so the exact number is not yet known, and now the population of the clan, counting some livestock, a total of about 130,000, should be enough to survive this winter." Qiu He's very rigorous report.

"Good work." Wang Xu smiled at Qiu He.

Qiu He is the best one he currently teaches arithmetic and learns!