Chapter 272: Terrifying Mutant Soldiers
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"I am willing to share the worries of the city lord."
Luo Qinglan smiled at the right time.
Regardless of whether she can help Jiang Yang or not, at least her attitude must be clear, otherwise, how can Jiang Yang be willing to borrow troops and food?
In fact, after reading Jiang Yangcheng's intelligence materials a few days ago, she was actually worried that she had no chance to let Jiang Yang owe her favors.
But now it seems that something strange and terrifying has happened in Jiangyang City, but it is Luo Qinglan's opportunity.
No matter what the specific matter is, but in Luo Qinglan's opinion, the city lord of Guijiangyang is so miserable that it cannot be solved, and it is obviously not a small matter.
If Luo Qinglan helps Jiang Yang solve this problem, even if Jiang Yang is no longer willing to borrow troops and food, he will have to give some face.
As the saying goes, cannibalism is the shortest, and taking people is soft.
If Jiang Yang gets Luo Qinglan's help, he owes Luo Qinglan a big human debt, so when Luo Qinglan has a request, how can Jiang Yang refuse?
"Someone! Arrange for the Purple Shadow King's subordinates. ”
Just as Luo Qinglan entered the city and took the Ziyou King from the carriage to the wheelchair, Jiang Yang quickly made arrangements for the three thousand soldiers.
Then, he directly greeted Luo Qinglan and Ziyouwang, and walked towards the city gate meeting hall not far away.
After taking a seat, Jiang Yang had time to look at Mo Jianchen and Luo Qinglan, and finally his eyes stayed on Luo Qinglan's body.
"This son looks good-looking, dare to ask who is the Purple Shadow King?"
Reverse Jiangyang said curiously.
"The prince of light dust is a friend of this king, and he is here to help this king."
Mo Jianchen smiled lightly.
"I see!"
Jiang Yang nodded suddenly.
"Lord City Lord, can you tell me what happened in Jiangyang City now? How helpless you are! ”
Luo Qinglan asked.
"To tell you the truth, something terrible and strange happened in Jiangyang City."
Jiang Yang sighed heavily.
"What's the weird way?"
Luo Qinglan frowned slightly, almost instinctively feeling a bit of an unusual aura.
"In the barracks of the city lord, there are often mutations among the soldiers, as if they have fallen into the devil, they don't recognize their relatives at all, and they kill people when they see them! Moreover, the combat power is also dozens or hundreds of times stronger than usual, and it can reach the destructive power of at least a five-star Qingteng Snow Spirit Disciple. ”
When Jiang Yang said this, he gasped.
"Such an evil sect?"
Luo Qinglan and Mo Jianchen glanced at each other, and they were all surprised.
Luo Qinglan's current Snow Spirit Master attainment is only a five-star Qingteng Snow Spirit Disciple, but he is already quite powerful.
But it's good that this evil and demonic mutant soldier can reach such an extent.
If a large number of people are assembled, a few hundred people can easily destroy an army of 10,000 people, which is terrifying.
"The evil ones are yet to come. Those mutant soldiers, after just six hours, will die on their own. Moreover, the death was extremely strange, as if it was made of earth and stone, and it collapsed in an instant, leaving no flesh and bones. ”
When Jiang Yang said this, he couldn't help but show horror on his face, and even his voice trembled.
Although he was a cultivator, an eight-star Qingteng Snow Spirit Disciple, it stands to reason that he should not be afraid of these mysterious things.
But the strange appearance of those soldiers was beyond his cognition at all.
Moreover, this situation is simply like the plague, two people today, four people tomorrow, and the rate of addition is very fast.
As a result, his military camp suffered heavy losses, and at least 2,000 people were killed in just three days, which caused turmoil in the army's hearts and panic.