The next day, the sun rose as usual, the sky was clear, and the scene inside and outside the fortress was shocking—as far as the eye could see, there were sleeping people on the ground and bloody corpses. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The strong aroma of hot rice dispelled the bloody smell of the night, and the cooks, who had stayed up all night, carried the huge porridge pot directly to the main road of the fortress, and the civilians were attracted by this long-lost aroma, and woke up from their slumber one after another, looking greedily at the misty porridge pot.

There were no utensils for rice, so Zheng Xiong took out five thousand helmets from the armory of the fortress, and four civilians held a helmet of porridge, plus three coarse breads in each person's hand, and ate half a salted fish, and they actually ate it with tears.

I ate the whole breakfast for two hours.

On the morning of the same day, 100,000 reinforcements finally arrived at the fortress, they brought a large number of medicines and supplies, as well as city defense equipment, which obviously alleviated the problem of lack of medicine in the fortress, no way, a big battle, no less than 300,000 wounded, thanks to the blessing cakes prepared by the civilians, otherwise the casualties may be more.

The only thing that made Zheng Xiong feel unhappy was that the person who led the team was his sworn enemy Jiang Linchuan.

Jiang Linchuan was of medium stature, strong and burly, in his early forties, and he was a hardliner in the Beiyan military, and he was quite surprised when he first saw these ragged civilians in the fortress. He looked at Zheng Xiong with gloomy eyes and asked:

"Where did these people come from?"

"They are all civilians from the hard labor camp on the other side!" Jiang Liao knew that Zheng Xiong and his cousin had never dealt with each other, so he hurriedly answered on the side.

"Civilians in a hard labor camp? Are they coming to war? Jiang Linchuan's face was grim and asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Liao was about to answer, but was stopped by Zheng Xiong reaching out.

"You come with me!" Zheng Xiong's expression was indifferent, and he didn't explain, and took the lead and walked slowly towards the north gate. Jiang Linchuan looked slightly stunned, looked at Jiang Liao again, and then snorted coldly and stepped up to follow.

The two came to the north gate one after the other, and climbed to the head of the city, the corpses on the city head had been disposed of separately, and the bloodstains that had not yet been washed told Jiang Linchuan that there had been a tragic fight here.

Jiang Linchuan stood at the head of the city and looked out, his cold and resolute face was instantly filled with a look of emotion. I saw that the ground outside the city was covered with piles of corpses, identified from the clothing, there were Beiyan people, Assyrians, Western Island people, Rus' people, and countless civilians, and around the corpses, there were all kinds of weapons that were discarded, as well as farm tools.

"What is this?" Jiang Linchuan's voice trembled slightly, and hundreds of thousands of corpses suddenly appeared in front of him, which was completely beyond his imagination.

"There are 200,000 civilians in Beiyan here!" Zheng Xiong looked at the corpse outside the city and said in a heavy tone.

"You're saying that these civilians defeated the Triple Alliance?" Jiang Linchuan's tone was full of doubt. He came with his troops and was ready for a fierce battle, but who knows, what is presented in front of him is a different scene.

Zheng Xiong didn't answer, but said to himself on the side: "There is a soldier named Jiang Du. He took a hundred Beiyan elites to the north bank, rescued the Beiyan civilians in the hard labor camp, and annihilated 20,000 defenders. ”

"Well done!" When Jiang Linchuan heard Zheng Xiong's words, a touch of fanaticism appeared in his eyes, and he applauded loudly in his heart.

Zheng Xiong continued: "He led 400,000 civilians across the Anbei River, attacked the coalition camp, killed the ninth-level master Helian Beifeng, and several coalition army commanders, and defeated more than 120,000 enemies. ”

"What!" Hearing this, Jiang Linchuan's eyes suddenly showed a look of shock, his expression changed uncertainly, and he didn't know what to think.

Then, he led 200,000 civilians out of the coalition camp, defeated the 100,000 army led by the deputy marshal of the coalition army, Xifu Liang, and forced Helian Yue to start a siege battle in advance. Subsequently, he successively defeated the rear army of the coalition army and the left and right protectors, a total of 150,000 people, and finally killed the commander of the coalition army, Helian Yue! Causing the siege army to collapse on all fronts, abandon weapons and surrender! ”

After Zheng Xiong said these words, he had a proud look on his face, but Jiang Linchuan fell into deep thought.

"Do you mean that this Jiang Du led the civilians of the hard labor camp and defeated 500,000 coalition troops?" As the most arrogant and domineering army commander in Beiyan, Jiang Linchuan is also good at fighting tough battles, but even if he is allowed to bring 200,000 regular soldiers, he may not be able to achieve the step in front of him.

At the beginning, he also planned to show up this old face and transfer Jiang Du to his command as a division commander. However, when he heard that even the ninth-level warrior Helian Beifeng had been killed, he instantly dispelled this thought. As far as he knew, in the Beiyan Army, there were no generals who had the ability to kill ninth-level soldiers, and just by rushing one, it was impossible for Jiang Lang's kid to make Jiang Du deign to be a division commander.

Of course, Jiang Linchuan has a lot of questions about what has happened, and the biggest question is Jiang Du himself.

Because this guy is just too tough.

As a super empire, Beiyan certainly also has ninth-level masters, and according to Jiang Linchuan's cognition, it is almost impossible for these ninth-level masters to be killed. With their strength, in the case of Gang Qi protecting the body, they are not afraid of swords at all. Even if he is surrounded by heavy troops, he can easily break through, and the only one who can kill a ninth-level master is a soldier who is also a ninth-level.

Could it be that this Jiang Du is also a ninth-level warrior?

But he should just be an ordinary young soldier, huh?

"Where is Jiang Du now? I want to see him. Jiang Linchuan said to Zheng Xiong with a stomach full of questions.

"Not now, he hasn't woken up yet!"

"Is he hurt?"

"It's not badly injured, it's just a little overworked!"

"Oh!" Jiang Linchuan nodded, indicating that he understood, and then asked:

"What are you going to do next?"

"I think you shouldn't ask me this, but your Majesty the Emperor and Generalissimo Jiang! There are some things I can't come up with. Zheng Xiong showed an unfathomable expression.

"Humph! Pretending! Jiang Linchuan looked at him, his heart full of contempt.

Jiang Du fell asleep for three days, and the first thing he woke up was to eat. Because it was not yet time to start the meal, Zheng Xiong greeted the chef in advance and asked him to eat directly in the kitchen. Jiang Du is now a hero of the Red Dragon Fortress and even a real Beiyan, walking in the fortress, you can see civilians and soldiers greeting him cordially everywhere, even in the kitchen, those guys heard that Jiang Du has not eaten for three days, and specially prepared a lot of additional meals, such as fish soup, steamed eggs, a large piece of sauce beef, and a lot of porridge and steamed buns, in Zheng Xiong's words, that is, Jiang Du must be full.

So this meal is the most enjoyable Jiang Du has eaten in five years. In the frightened gaze in the kitchen, he not only solved all the dishes and soups, but also drank 15 bowls of porridge and 40 steamed buns, and then thanked him and left the kitchen.

Two days later, the news of the great victory of the Red Dragon Fortress spread throughout the territory of Beiyan.