"Ladies and gentlemen, for Dong Zhengguo, Dongshan State is not the ultimate goal, just a pedal, and they are not stupid, will they allow the people at both ends of the first rat to stay in their rear? Surrender is not feasible. ”

"I'm determined to lead Dongshan Prefecture to fight to the death, do you still have any objections?" Lin Shizheng's gaze swept over those "outsiders".

One of the officials, who was in his fifties with thinning hair, stood up stubbornly, "Director Lin, we didn't plan to surrender in the first place, so naturally we have no opinion, it's just ...... It seems that Daqin has really given up on us, with the strength of our state, how can we resist the Dongzheng Kingdom? ”

Lin Shizheng knew that this official was an honest and honest leader of the Propaganda Department, and a rare non-factional personnel, and his tone was much softer.

"It's not that Daqin has given up on us, but he can't fight on both sides and abdicate to make way for Xian." Lin Shizheng clapped his hands after speaking, and a handsome young man walked onto the stage with elegant steps.

Most of the officials present didn't know where he came from, but one of them got up suddenly, "The commander of the Hongmeng Military Hall is Lou Qian!" Lin Shizheng, you are really the opposite! ”

The official who stood up was wearing a military uniform, and it was Bai Lixiao, the commander of the Dongshan Prefecture garrison. There were changes in the meeting one after another, but he remained unmoved, in his opinion, it was just a seizure of power, and now that the people of the Hong League appeared here, the nature was different.

Lou Qian smiled, "Commander Baili is wrong, it is not the military hall that is in charge of the military order, but the ...... The master of the military hall, Lou Qian. ”

Lin Shizheng also nodded sincerely, "This should be regarded as the opposite." ”

Baili Xiao's face was ugly, and he got up and was about to walk out.

Lin Shizheng sighed, and Song Zhi shot out with a light sword with a cold face, and Baili Xiao's corpse was on the spot. This Baili filial piety is a good talent, although he was born in Jiumen, he does not have the problems of Jiumen, if it were not for his existence, it would be difficult for Lin Shizheng to support so many of his own people in the garrison.

If he could, he hoped that Baili Xiao would cooperate with him, but now was not the time for mercy.

"Everyone, whether it is Daqin or Hongmeng, now is not the time to be entangled, Dongzheng Guo is the enemy of everyone now, I declare that Lou Qian will take over the armed forces of Dongshan Prefecture, cooperate with the Hongmeng army, and swear to resist the enemy to the death."

Most of the people in the audience already knew about this situation, but the few remaining people had nothing to say, not just because they were under the roof, but because there was no choice in Dongshan Prefecture at the moment.

Lou Qian opened his mouth and said: "The migration from Dongshan Prefecture can begin, move north from the coast, withdraw into Beizhou, and implement the plan of clearing the wilderness. ”

"What? Are you kidding? Dongshan Prefecture is not one of those barren states, how to immigrate? When an official heard this, he immediately couldn't sit still.

"Dongshan Prefecture is the second largest in terms of population and third in terms of economy. In this way, Dongshan Prefecture will be injured and will not be able to recover for many years. ”

Lou Qian said seriously: "People are in the state, won't they be hurt if they don't immigrate to Dongshan Prefecture?" After a big war, there is not much that the city can keep, and those who remain will become coolies and slaves of the enemy. ”

The official sat down dejectedly, dejected, "With such a large population base, where can I move to Beizhou, what if Beizhou is also beaten......"

Lou Qian said in an unquestionable tone: "How much can be moved, if Beizhou is lost, it will be withdrawn to Liaozhou and Shennu Prefecture, everyone, now is not an immigration policy that balances the economy, but a war to the death, war is cruel, no matter how difficult it is to migrate, it is better than extermination." ”

At this time, another officer stood up, arched his hand, and boldly asked, "Can we win?" Only by Hongmeng ......"

"There is no drama on the frontal battlefield, Daqin is not good, and Hong Meng is even worse, fighting guerrillas, fighting behind enemy lines, this is what Hong League is best at." Lou Qian said sincerely.

"Everyone, you can act, Dongshan Prefecture depends on you."

By the time Liu Zhengjing arrived at Jicheng to see Lin Shizheng, the entire Dongshan Prefecture had already moved, and the Hongmeng Army, which had been waiting for the border of Beizhou, poured into Dongshan Prefecture in a mighty manner, and then turned into ten or ten hundred in a very orderly manner, and finally turned into a small army scattered into the entire Dongshan Prefecture.

Their mission was to develop and grow in Dongshan Prefecture, to form training units, and to prepare for a protracted war.

Liu Zhengjing was still a little surprised, he originally thought that Hong Meng would need more intense and tough means to enter Dongshan Prefecture, but he didn't expect it to be completed so smoothly, and he didn't expect that his father already had such a force in Dongshan Prefecture.

Now there is nothing he can worry about, so he stays in Dongshan Prefecture, ready to be a thug who charges into battle. He never felt that he could be the kind of strategist, but he couldn't sit idly by, all he could do was to contribute as much as he could.

In the western Pingshan Prefecture, the Harry Kingdom has occupied most of the towns under Pingshan and the only city, Pingshan City, but unfortunately not a single living person has been caught.

Pingshan is too big, the terrain is too obvious, and the Harry Kingdom has sufficient military strength, but it does not have the strength to search the entire Pingshan, and they can't do things that Great Qin can't do for hundreds of years.

However, Hari was not busy continuing the attack, and seemed to be waiting for something in the middle of Ping Mountain.

In the hinterland of Pingshan Mountain, in Langda Village, most of the villagers have been scattered into the deep mountains and old forests, and for the mountain people, there is no need to move out, they have a place to hide.

In the former fairyland of the world, only the patriarch and the prophet remained, and there was a young girl.

"Move, it's not safe to stay here, the target of Langda Village is too big, it will definitely be attacked, let's go."

"Why don't you go?"

"We are old, and I, Langda Village, am the leader of the mountain people, so I must always set an example for the mountain people and let them know that our Langda Village is not without bones."

"I'm already a samurai, I'm not leaving."

Just when the three of them were arguing, there was a figure of fairy wind in front of them, and the three of them hurriedly knelt down and saluted, "Meet the mountain god." ”

The mountain god looked at them kindly, "You all go, the battle here is no longer something you can participate in." ”

The patriarch and the prophet looked at each other, one of them was a martial sect and the other was equivalent to a great magician, what kind of battle was already impossible for them to participate in?

"Yes!" But the mountain god could not ignore the order, and the patriarch dragged Runda Nono, who was still unwilling to leave, and the prophet disappeared into the mountains.

The mountain god hung over Langda Village, waiting quietly.

At this time, on the side of the fake headquarters building under the Langda Village, a banyan tree more than ten meters high began to grow wildly, and it surpassed the headquarters building in a few minutes, and it was still growing taller, and the crown continued to stretch, until half an hour later, the tree was already 200 meters high, the trunk was as thick as a mountain, and the tree whiskers were as thick as ten people hugging each other, and the canopy was even more obscuring the sky.

What's even more terrifying is that this towering giant tree actually "stood up" slowly, a pair of giant legs pulled out of the mountain, and the mountain shook and collapsed.

The giant tree stepped out of its huge legs, and the extremely anthropomorphic step by step stepped towards the depths of the mountain.

The peaks and valleys were no problem in front of him, and the earth trembled and rumbled with every step.

Half an hour later, the giant tree stopped, and a bearded face appeared on the trunk, the body of the tree slowly bent, and the human face passed through the layers of clouds and mist, overlooking the Langda Village below.

The ant-sized mountain god looked up at the sky that had already darkened, and said with a smile: "Since Daoist friends have already been defeated, why should they come again?" ”

A grand sound sounded between heaven and earth, like an old man, "Although the mountain is heavy, it is a dead thing, and my roots have been all over Pingshan, fellow Daoist, you have nowhere to go." ”

The mountain god smiled: "Haven't you heard that people move to live, and trees move to death?" ”

After saying this, the mountain god did not seem to change, but in fact, it had become one with the earth, and the towering giant tree also stood still, like a dead thing.

"Guys, don't help me yet!"

The banyan tree's voice fell, and four small figures flew out of the canopy of a forest in the sky.

One of them sighed: "They are both Xeon, but when they encounter the existence of tree gods and mountain gods, they don't have to fight at all." ”

A beautiful woman nodded and said: "There are thousands of avenues, I thought that the tree god is the only existence in the world, but I didn't expect that Daqin would have a personification of the mountain, which is worthy of Daqin." ”

"The Tao is different, although we can't defeat these two, but these two can't help us, and the avenue is not superior." A rebellious middle-aged man also spoke.

"Hurry up, it's too late." The last man to speak was the Pope.

The four of them could not participate in the battle between the mountain god and the tree god, but they could lend their strength to the tree god, and those who could participate in this level of battle must be the strongest.

In order to deal with the mountain gods, five supreme powers, including the tree god, were gathered here.

The four Xeons poured their boundless power into the banyan tree, and the banyan tree shook slightly, becoming more and more vibrant.

Half a day later, the rebellious middle-aged man asked, "How long will this last?" ”

The humming voice of the banyan tree sounded, "One day, Ping Mountain is too big, and another day it will be able to refine the mountain god." ”

The five Xeons were silent, and they didn't notice that under the banyan tree comparable to the mountains, an old farmer had arrived.

It's not that these five people don't perceive human traces, in fact, they are as powerful as them, and the insects, fish, birds, and beasts within a radius of several kilometers can't avoid their perception, but they don't care, this peasant has no breath, just an ordinary farmer.

The old farmer carried a hoe and stroked one of the tendrils of the banyan tree, and even this tendrils were as thick as a tower.

"Good boy, how did this come about, can you keep a seed?"

The old peasant spat in his hand, rubbed his hands, waved his hoe high, and fell heavily.

The tiny hoe unbelievably cut off the whiskers, and countless leaves fell, and the picture was extremely beautiful.

The old farmer nodded, walked to the main trunk like the mountain wall, and came with another hoe.

The towering giant tree shook violently.

"What's wrong?" The Pope asked, confused.

Banyan said, "Someone is cutting my roots. ”

Several Xeons looked at each other, thinking that the tree god was joking, is this an ordinary tree? Even if there is such a big tool, it will not affect the tree god, after all, this tree is actually the avenue of the tree god.

"He's cutting me off from the earth!" There was some anxiety in the words of the tree god.

The four Xeons no longer hesitated, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared under the tree, surrounding the old farmer who was constantly wielding his hoe in the center, with strange eyes.

They really couldn't sense anything unusual about this farmer, but he was the only one who was cutting trees.

The old farmer also saw a few people who appeared, as if they had been found as thieves, "That...... Is this tree your own? ”