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The girls, who escaped from the clutches of the soldiers, dragged their frightened parents and fled home in a hurry to hide in the cellar.

The girls who were fleeing couldn't feel the wind and snow coming towards them, and even the snowflakes in the sky deliberately made a way.

A small number of girls were saved, and they hid in their homes for many days to come, but many more were not saved, and they were still caught by the soldiers and dragged into the dilapidated temple.

Where the silver dust can't be seen, a simple blizzard can't stop the soldiers' movements, and the Jianzhou slave soldiers use their military strength to gather the wind to fight against the blue storm, dutifully arresting one girl after another.

The people of the Elders' Association also dispatched, they used the identity of the elders to persuade, oppress, and even order the family warriors to take people directly, among which Lu Feilong was the most neat, in addition to the fact that he sacrificed his daughter to the Jianzhou slave early, he also harmed the seven girls of the family and the Lu family into the big temple.

He slapped his chest like a mountain, and swore to the sky that there was no problem with the slaves in Jianzhou, and the girls who were sent to "ask a question" would definitely not have a problem.

His approach has set an example, at least the small and medium-sized families under the control of the Elders' Association have sacrificed their daughters, they are sent by their parents, eldest brothers, and even husbands themselves, even if Yinchen rushes there, nothing can be done.

Snow, it fell all day.

For the first time in the nearly thirty-year history of Blood Sun City, there was one night when snow covered the dark red stone pavement.

Silver Dust stopped exhausted, his mana wasn't endless.

He covered a city for a day with the Extinction Winter, and the legendary mage was no more than that, he saved many people in this day, but also left many people unrescued and sent to the ruined temple.

In a corner of the city wall that no one was paying attention to, he changed into a low-key black hooded robe, covered his face, and walked into a tavern where his daughter had just hidden.

The tavern keeper was a young lad who looked like the lucky girl's older brother and recognized at first glance the disguise of the mysterious benefactor. He is also a clever person, knowing that his benefactor has done his best, and it is impossible to really save the women of the world like a god. He quietly arranged the most secret and comfortable high-class room for Yinchen, and for the first time did not accept Yinchen's money, saying that he could pay on credit.

Yinchen was not pretentious, and walked into his bedroom with insults, and he didn't even care about eating. He began to meditate and regain his depleted mana.

Outside, the patrolling armoured soldiers lit torches and went from house to house to check for hidden girls, and they were very rough and not as tough as the chainmail soldiers in the morning.

These sloppy inspections of the whole city, already tired as dogs, where did they bother to carefully inspect again? At ten o'clock, this miserable day finally stopped. More than 2,500 sixteen-year-old girls were captured by Jianzhou Nu'er, and only God knows how many of them remained uncaptured.

It was quiet outside, and Silver Dust endured hunger and collapsed motionless on the bed. It was only after this crazy day that he realized that he had gone wrong from the beginning.

"I have actually defeated Nalan to grind, but because of the appearance of Nalan Dieluo, everything has become useless. I can also activate the Great Prophecy Technique at noon tomorrow to find Nalan Diluo and kill him, but I can't guarantee that Nalan will destroy Luo or Nalan Heart Demon will come to take over the military power of the slaves in Jianzhou again, and the Nalan family will definitely not have only the four princes...... I'm actually fighting an endless number of Jianzhou slave commanders. ”

"It's not the way to go, first of all, I can't stay here forever, facing the endless army of the North alone. Secondly, it is impossible to save everyone in every war, just like today, many people were saved, but many people were captured. They may be imprisoned in the Great Temple, or they may be secretly transferred, and it is more likely that my rescue will anger Nalan Diero and hide somewhere to order the army to slaughter the city...... That's right, the army!"

Silver Dust sat up suddenly, and he only understood the key to the matter at this moment. "If there is no army, then what can Nalan Diero do? If there is no army, the northern kingdom will not even be able to carry out this southern expedition, then what can they do if they get the secret treasure of the thirteen relics? One person with the secret treasure can't conquer an empire!"

Yinchen figured out these keys, but lay down lazily: "The opportunity to destroy the army can only be encountered when you go to the battlefield, but join the army of the southern country...... I can't imagine it! I just rushed to the defense in the Heavenly Sword Pass, saying that it was difficult to think that it would be difficult to destroy the country! -- as long as it was not destroyed by the northern country. Silver Dust did not shy away from mocking the poor army of the barbarians of the southern country. Although the hundreds of thousands of troops sound very mysterious and great, looking at the humble status of the southern generals, the rotten logistics, the lax guards, the lazy drills, the mediocre soldiers, and the identity of the soldiers as "servants of the generals" in the eyes of the people, it is not difficult to imagine how such an army, in the face of the well-equipped northern army with the god of war Nie Wanliu, the military god Harlan Xuanming, and the god of killing God Li Moluo, how the wolf rushed to the mound and collapsed.

"The reason for this is that the gang of cynics is still in trouble! Obviously, the national strength is three times stronger than that of the Third Dynasty......" Yinchen sighed faintly, he knew that a legendary holy mage really launched a madness, not to mention the eighty or ninety thousand troops in the Wulitun military station outside Xueyang City, even if he really drove all the way to Phoenix City, it was not impossible to do it, but when he did this, he just made a wedding dress for the mediocre Spirit Emperor in Perxing City.

"Well, what if I make a wedding dress? I can't watch the people of this city slaughtered. In the silver pupils, a golden determination flashed: "But before that, you have to fill your stomach first." He got up again, pulled a dark gray cloak from the arcane space, put it on, and went downstairs.

From beginning to end, he didn't think about it, among the soldiers who were recruited from the North, some were children of poor families, some were caught by strong men, and many were the sons of their parents, the fathers of their children, the husbands of their wives, and even the pillars of a family. Silver Dust will not consider how many families are broken and how many wives are separated after these tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of soldiers are wiped out by his forbidden spell, he is not the Holy Mother, let alone the White Left Holy Mother, in his subconscious, these people have not thought about how much misery the slaughter of an enemy city will cause, then they themselves will not be protected by any morality.

When a soldier takes up arms to kill an enemy, it means that they agree to accept death.

"Soldiers of the North, who have killed so many people, what forgiveness can they get when they themselves are dying?"

Silver Dust thought like this and walked down the stairs.

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February 12 of Showa 8 was a day of gloom and fog. From morning till night, there are a lot of gray clouds in the sky, and if it weren't for the great humidity, it would almost be mistaken for smog. The Jianzhou slave soldiers blocked all the streets, and their slightly hateful eyes scanned everyone on the streets. Correspondingly, there was not a single young woman under thirty years old on the street, either an old man or a woman, or a young man, who wore short swords and patrolled the streets, according to the custom of the locality, and three or five men stood at the door of every inn, casting a suspicious look at every outsider. All the stranded merchants were interrogated repeatedly, with the exception of Silver Dust, as the owner of the tavern refused to admit that they had taken in a silver-haired man.

The city gate was blocked, only entry and exit were allowed, and the same was true of the port, and the Jianzhou slave soldiers dutifully and inefficiently searched every space where people might be hidden, making the illusion of being conscientious in arresting the suspect, in fact, the woman who assassinated Nalan Diluo had already turned into a wriggling mass of blood vessels and hid in the sewers.

Such a miserable and boring day and night passed, and the suffocating gray terror took a major turn at noon the next day, and Nalan Diro did not die.

Although there was an accident, the script basically did not change much, and Nalan Diluo still carried out the "Great Rejuvenation of Jianzhou Nuer" plan according to the script he had arranged.

No, the consolation order appeared on the board in front of the Metropolitan Protectorate again.

This is a very long decree, in which all kinds of empty words and clichés are piled up, just like the routine official documents of a certain red party, Rory stirred up the sensation for a long time, and the real meaning is to compensate every family who has temporarily lost a girl with a gold coin "to suppress the shock".

One gold coin!

This is equivalent to a huge sum of 10,000 yuan, most people in the city have never seen such a large sum of money, of course, that gold coin is the standard gold coin of the southern country, after the average person gets the gold coin, will not consider whether it is pure gold, after all, it is a gold coin issued by the southern court!

The gold coin incident once again heated up the Blood Yang City, which was almost frozen. A large number of people rushed to the gate of the large temple where the girls were being held, calling for their daughters, sisters, wives, and the like, and at the same time receiving a heavy and hot gold coin with gratitude. Taking advantage of this moment, every family can even meet their own girl in a hurry, although it is only a snap of the fingers, but it can also make the hearts of the old father and mother let go of the slightest trace.

Also taking advantage of this gold coin boom, a large number of people began to consider shaving their hair and making it easier to wear. Nalan Diero did not enforce a shaving policy, but only required "people of status" to shave their hair, as if money rat tail was the exclusive privilege of the aristocracy. In fact, this hairstyle is difficult to see incomprehensible.

Everything seemed to be starting to get better on the afternoon of the 12th. Although Nalan Diero still did not make an official appearance, he had already given favors, in addition to gold coins, he also demanded tax reductions, encouraged commerce, regulated the contract of the dart bureau's ship number, etc., these decrees put aside his status as a slave of the state, and were very beneficial to the local economy. These positive and smart measures show that there are also some talented people among the slaves of Jianzhou.

In the next few days, Blood Sun City quickly returned to its former prosperity and peace. Except for the death of a few more sailors and shipwrights in the port area, nothing "big" happened. In the tavern inn, people's conversation gradually shifted from the arrest of the girl to the anecdotes of the north and the south, and to the escape of the generals of the southern defenders. Whether the southerners and northerners still dragged the chain mail in and drank a pot of Jianzhou soldiers, they all sneered at this behavior of fleeing without a fight. Gradually, a saying began to circulate among the markets of Xueyang City, that is, the emperor of the southern kingdom was faint and incompetent, the officials of the southern kingdom were greedy for life and afraid of death, and the southern court was corrupt and dark, so it was better to simply vote for the north and the Jianzhou people, at least there was a strong master to cover it, and he was not afraid of bullying when he went out in the future! Gradually, public opinion also began to paralyze the people, one-sidedly emphasizing the good coming of the great slaves of Jianzhou, but never a few days in advance of the massacre, large and small, these public opinions, of course, came from the elder association headed by Lu Feilong.

When the hostility of the people in Blood Sun City was put down, their vigilance was relaxed, and their vigilance was lifted, Nalan Dieluo watched with satisfaction as the people of Blood Sun City unknowingly fell into his pot of warm boiling water, without considering that the gradual relaxation of guard gave a magician hiding in the shadows a lot of opportunities.

Every morning, when the four gates were slowly rising, Silver Dust wore a gray-colored robe, erected a hood, and carried a sack of what seemed to be heavy to slowly walk out of any of the city gates, and disappeared into the sunny wilderness, even if someone untied his sack, all he saw was some beautiful bronze plates, which were engraved with extremely beautiful and complex patterns, which turned into no concrete images, but some arc-shaped lines, but these line tenants got up, and made the whole plate look like blooming roses, lilies, sunflowers, etc., these thingsAt first glance, it was sold to the rich landlords and squires in other cities.

Under the effect of the dark nightmare realm, he even "got acquainted" with some soldiers guarding the city, and each time the inventory became more and more formal, and finally it simply became a nod and a smile, there were too many people lining up to enter and leave the city, and it was impossible for the Jianzhou slaves guarding the city to seriously check everyone, and for most of the traders who met frequently, they were just symbolically asking a few words.

Every morning, after Yinchen left the city, he did not jump into the carriage of the post station outside the city, but used continuous teleportation to avoid everyone's ears and eyes, and quietly sneaked into the Jianzhou slave camp in Wulitun, north of the city. At this time, Yinchen didn't leave any luck for these people, and directly sneaked in, and then quietly buried his sack of bronze plates in all corners of the camp.