A family that can mix up a name in the northwest border, where will it sit still, although the elites of the Bai family and the Zhao family are all wiped out in the wasteland, but the hundred-legged insects, dead but not stiff, the big family that has been inherited for hundreds of years, of course, has secret forces that are not known to outsiders, even if the Cao family has the support of the Tianjin Kingdom, it is also powerless to completely calm the chaos in the three states of Wuwei for a while.

"So, there are still many forces in the three states of Wuwei that refuse to return to the Heavenly Jin Kingdom?"

Wu Ye's heart moved, if these people could join the Yunqin clan, they would still have a great increase in combat power in the short term.

The white bear smiled bitterly:

"It's not that we refuse to submit, it's that the Cao family doesn't give us a chance to submit at all, and they have to put us to death, then we have to fight to break the net!"

Wu Ye thought about it, and then asked what the Cao family's attitude was towards the Jiuquan Wasteland, wouldn't it be to march into the wasteland with the spirit of "it is advisable to chase the poor with the leftovers", right?

Bai Xiong shook his head again and again: "No, absolutely not, most of the Cao family's private soldiers have been transferred to the Tianjin Kingdom, preparing to participate in the Central Plains War, and the remaining private soldiers are not even enough to suppress the resistance of the three states of Wuwei, where can they take care of the wasteland?"

Wu Ye thought about it, right now, all the forces in the entire Pangu Continent are focusing on the Central Plains war between the Tianjin Kingdom and the Jing Chu Kingdom, who will pay attention to the Jiuquan Wasteland, a barren land where birds don't poop and dogs don't pay attention to it?

At least until the Central Plains War is decided, the Nine Springs Wasteland should be safe.

However, as the collapse of the Kyushu Dingding Fu became faster and faster, sooner or later, someone would notice that the Jiuquan Wasteland had turned into a fertile land with a rich aura.

Before that. The Yun Qin people must establish their own cultivation sect!

That night, the caves of Wuye were lit up all night, and he consulted with the elders of the tribe for a long time.

At dawn the next day, a red sun erupted from the horizon, turning the prairie into a fiery sea.

Five thousand soldiers, under the leadership of Ying Chunhua, have already begun drills.

Because there are so many women in the wasteland, it is the work of women to cultivate farmland and grow crops.

Men are only responsible for cultivation and fighting!

The exiles who had just fled to the wasteland were not used to it.

They fled in a panic to the wasteland. They all thought that they would surely die, not die of thirst or starvation. It is reduced to the food of savages.

I didn't expect that there was such a large grassland in the wasteland, and so much farmland could be reclaimed!

There is also a ...... It looks like the morale of the army is so high!

Although there is still a gap between the strength of this army and the most elite soldiers of Wuwei Country, it is just with their momentum that they are not afraid of death. If it really fights, it is still unknown who will kill the deer!

Wu Ye walked slowly in front of this team, and his heart was particularly shocked.

The new exile did not know the details of this army, but he knew it very well, this army was an out-and-out rabble half a month ago, demoralized, scattered, fighting on its own, and there was no concept of formation and coordination at all.

It only took half a month to win Chunhua. Just tightly kneaded such a group of rabble, as if it had been tempered a thousand times, and turned into a real army with strict laws and prohibitions!

That's the power of aura!

When Wu Ye walked through the front of the formation, the five thousand soldiers stopped training at the same time. The uniform movements are like five thousand bronze puppets.

Under Ying Chunhua's order, five thousand soldiers stretched out their right fists at the same time, slammed them into their hearts, and made a "whoop" sound, which sounded like it was from the same person.

"Brother. We'll wait for you to come back!" Ying Chunhua also slammed a punch in the chest, and said with great eagerness.

Wu Ye nodded:

"Don't worry, when I learn all the good things of the Central Plains Cultivation Sect, I'll come back! When I'm not there, you cultivate hard and lay a solid foundation!"

Ying Chunhua smiled.

When she laughs, she looks like a domineering lioness.

"Of course we will cultivate well. ”

After saying this, she suddenly strode to the front of the formation, and the aura of the king around her instantly became extremely strong, as if she was wearing a golden armor.

"Tell me, do you want glory and riches?" Ying Chunhua let out a thunderous roar.

The five thousand warriors all exuded a strong blood qi, condensing a faint layer of red mist above their heads.

This red mist surprised Wu Ye.

"It's the Blood Domain!"

Not every time a large army assembles will condense the bloody domain, high morale, courage to see death as home, and murderous aura to sweep away thousands of armies are indispensable!

Even on a real battlefield, if an army wants to condense the Blood Domain, it will have to go through a long battle!

Ying Chunhua just roared, and the blood of the soldiers was completely stimulated, and a terrifying blood domain was condensed!

While Wu Ye was still amazed, the army of five thousand was already roaring hoarsely:

"I don't want to!"

The roar was like a rolling wave, sweeping across the wasteland.

"Tell me, do you want to live forever?". Ying Chunhua raised her voice and shouted the second question.

Without a moment's hesitation, the voices of the five thousand people were like the voices of one person magnified five thousand times, and they replied categorically:

"I don't want to!"

The roar was so loud that all the exiles who were watching changed their faces.

Ying Chunhua smiled slightly, her smile was filled with incomparable pride, and she suddenly widened her eyes and asked for the third time:

"I don't want to be glorious and rich, I don't want to live forever, so tell me, why are you cultivating?"

The army of 5,000 people was silent for a moment, but in the silence revealed a chilling power, like the silent lightning before a storm, like the last trace of silence before a volcanic eruption.

The exiles all felt the power in the silence and involuntarily took two steps back.

Suddenly, five thousand people took a deep breath at the same time, until their chests were raised high, and they were about to burst their lungs, and then they had enough strength to let out an earth-shattering roar:

"Cultivate for the rise of Yun Qin!"

It was as if there was a thunderclap on the ground, and even the red walled city in the distance was trembling, and many of the onlookers in exile were shocked to the point that their faces were pale, and they sat on the ground with their butts and couldn't get up for a long time.

The five thousand warriors didn't even glance at them, they were still nailed to the ground like spears, and fierce flames surged in the depths of their eyes.

Ying Chunhua nodded with satisfaction and glanced at Wu Ye: "Hear it, brother, they will definitely cultivate hard, and when you come back, they will definitely not let you down!"

Wu Ye's mouth was wide enough to fit ten eggs at a time.

"Cultivating for the rise of Yun Qin? too cruel, isn't it?

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Today's small Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole family drinks and eats together, less and more, all of which are recorded in the account, and they will make up for it together after the New Year...... ，