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After snatching the space ring, the uncles stretched out their hands pitifully and said, "Sicheng, there are often injuries here in the Royal Beast City, so you must support the uncles with a batch of solid magic potions!"

Zhao Sicheng exhaled a breath of turbidity, they were all Zhao Yuanzheng's old subordinates, and if one died, Zhao Yuanzheng would be sad. In order not to make Zhao Yuanzheng sad, give!

In less than a magic time, the generals of the Third General's Mansion took away hundreds of artifacts, nearly 100 god-level space rings, thousands of blood, demon, detoxification, and breakthrough pills from Zhao Sicheng, and hundreds of high-level magic alchemy items

If it weren't for the fact that most of them were produced by Zhao Sicheng himself, this batch of materials alone would be enough to bankrupt a wealthy high-ranking god.

Rafal said: "Sicheng, uncle will discuss something with you again." ”

Zhao Sicheng asked, "What's the matter?"

Lalfa rubbed his palms and said, "Uncle wants to order a batch of low-level weapons from you. ”

Hundreds of artifacts have been ordered, and you still care about a little low-level weapon, and you are not afraid of cold?

However, to the "enthusiastic" uncles, Zhao Sicheng did not agree, but asked: "How much?"

"One million is not too little, five million is not too much. ”

Zhao Sicheng's face was pale, and he really underestimated the lower limit of his uncles, they were just used to equip the army, and they didn't need so much. You don't think you're an idiot and resell it to make the difference, right?

When Zhao Sicheng was just born, Zhao Yuanzheng's descendant army was about 120,000, and later Zhao Yuanzheng won a hundred battles, with nearly 400,000 regular troops at its peak, and when he was promoted to the god level and retired, Zhao Yuanzheng led two or three hundred thousand. Even if the catastrophe is approaching, the number of people joining the army has skyrocketed by five times, and if you count the miscellaneous army, you will not need five million weapons.

"10,000 level 7 magic weapons, not one more. ”

"Ten thousand?!, my good nephew. 10,000 pieces is not enough for even a fraction of the loss. ”

Zhao Sicheng didn't count the loss, but the weapons produced by Xiaoyao were still cut with the orcs who had little iron ore, no smelting technology, and no craftsmen. If it is consumed after two cuts, Zhao Sicheng can find a piece of tofu and kill him.

Without waiting for Zhao Sicheng to speak, General Rafal's expression suddenly changed from disbelief to surprise: "Sicheng is a good nephew." You mean 10,000 level 7 magic weapons!"

"That's right, 10,000 magic weapons. Hearing Zhao Sicheng's reply, the uncles all smiled.

"Is 10,000 pieces a little less?"

saw Zhao Sicheng's face dark. General Jackie snorted and said, "Ten thousand pieces is ten thousand!"

Eat people with a short mouth, and take people softly. The well-fed generals were all full of smiling faces, at least Zhao Yuanzheng's old subordinates all treated Zhao Sicheng with the attitude of their parents and nephews, which was also a surprise.

The clever little princess of Frost. called uncles and uncles one by one, and in the beast city, which lacked beautiful women, uncles and uncles soon had a cute little niece.

Alcohol was forbidden in the army, and the generals ordered the guards to serve the best broth.

Zhao Sicheng grabbed the arm of the guard serving the soup and said with a smile: "Good luck." As soon as he arrived in the Royal Beast City, he helped his uncles catch a spy. ”

As if to prove Zhao Sicheng's words, the guards turned out a short sword used by thieves in their hands, and it was a sword aimed at the frost in Zhao Sicheng's arms.

Although he was sure that the guards would not be able to hurt Shuang'er, Zhao Sicheng was still furious, and along the meridians on the guards' arms, the demonic power was lost.

I saw that the spy guard trembled like a sifting chaff, and in just two or three breaths, sweat was like rain.

Jackie shouted, "Sicheng, be merciful. ”

The generals have seen a lot of dead people, and the battlefield is changing rapidly, and it is often seen that one moment it is still a big living person, and the next moment it becomes a pile of minced meat.

But like a spy guard, he wanted to scream, but he couldn't. In less than a quarter of an hour, a large amount of sweat evaporated from his body, and his face dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, which is rare for such a horrific situation.

"Why?" Zhao Sicheng's voice was cold and piercing, and his spiritual power was suppressed in anger.

Although Shuang'er has not been acknowledging her relatives for a long time, Zhao Sicheng has always been precious to this sister, and Shuang'er has been silently helping Zhao Sicheng to find out the news of the divine realm, making her body bones weaker and weaker, Zhao Sicheng sees it in his eyes.

"It seems that the deity has been really good at talking lately. Drink the poisonous soup you have served."

The spiritual coercion issued by Zhao Sicheng did not last long, but it shocked the generals of the Third General's Mansion to the point that their legs and stomachs trembled.

General Jackie held back the fear in his heart, shook his head like a rattle, and resolutely denied it: "Sicheng, this must be a misunderstanding!"

Zhao Sicheng didn't expect that the treacherous and cunning Rafal would show such a passionate side: "Sicheng! Ah Cheng is my soldier, who has penetrated ten miles deep into the enemy army just to rescue his comrades-in-arms, how can he be a spy? How can a soldier who fought bloodily for two days and two nights and swore not to surrender be a spy? How can a soldier who fought until he was crippled for the empire be a spy? Even if he is crippled, how can a soldier who still guards the last line of defense of mankind be a spy?!......

The more Rafal spoke, the more sensational and emotional, the Purple King and Zhao Yong, who were instigated by Rafal, wanted to join the army now to defend the human world.

Zhao Sicheng's body is 16 years old, but he lacks the impulse of a 16-year-old, no matter how sensational Rafal is, he will not be moved.

However, Rafal did not lie, and the guard who assassinated Frost was a cripple. So Zhao Sicheng threw him to Rafal, the already crippled guard, his body was ravaged by the demonic power again, and he definitely couldn't survive tonight, so he simply gave Rafal a face.

In Rafal's eyes, the guard was like a fish out of water, and his mouth opened twice before swallowing.

"Boss, I'm not a spy......"

Rafal is really good at buying people's hearts, not in a pejorative sense. Although the title of boss is arrogant, I have to admit that the boss is more cordial and cohesive than the general.

When a man is about to die, his words are good.

Zhao Sicheng now knows that the guards are not spies, but he can't admit that he taught Du Er a lesson just now because of the killing of the soldiers, and now it's his turn. Zhao Sicheng not only killed soldiers, but also killed meritorious soldiers.

However, even if you are wrong, you must continue to be wrong. As a superior, how to convince the public?

Zhao Sicheng was furious, knocked on the table and said: "Not a spy?!Assassinating the princess of the empire is not a spy but also treason!"

Ziwang and Zhao Yong looked at each other, although the young master of his family was moody, he was generally relatively restrained, and he didn't know what would happen next, so it was even more terrifying.

Hasn't the young master always been the most protective of his shortcomings? Especially for his relatives, the young master is very abnormal today. Ziwang and Zhao Yong had bitter faces: "The young master is getting weirder and weirder, which makes it difficult for the people below to do it." ”

Zhao Sicheng knocked on the table, but Rafal was not happy.

"Poof!" Rafal, who had a thick face and a black heart, slapped the table louder than Zhao Sicheng, and the decibel was higher than Zhao Sicheng: "Everyone is dead, what do you want?"

"It's not your sister who dares to kill ......"

Zhao Sicheng roared, Rafal's side also took a loss, so many generals saw their soldiers, stabbed the Imperial Princess Qilong with a sword, and put down a sentence: "I believe that my soldiers are not spies." ”

Zhao Sicheng knocked on the soup bowl and asked, "It's not a spy, what's going on with this poisonous soup?"

Rafal looked into the soup bowl and cursed: "Thor is above, why don't you kill this bastard! No, he is already dead, let him die again!"

The broth served by the guard was indeed broth, but it was so disgusting that this guy actually boiled a pot of wolf-hearted dog lung soup.

There is military control on the side of the Royal Beast City, and it is not easy to get poison. However, there is no shortage of orc prisoners of war and corpses, the wolf heart of the werewolf clan, and the dog lungs of the kobolds.

The wolf-hearted dog's lungs were not poisonous, but the guards actually mixed the skin-making magic potion used to make zuò animal skin armor in the wolf-hearted dog's lungs, and boiled it into a pot of poisonous soup.

In fact, the soup was boiled well, and the raw materials could not be seen at all, but Zhao Sicheng's perception was too keen, and the murderous aura of the guards, even if it was ten miles away, could be felt clearly. If it weren't for the guards' murderous aura, Zhao Sicheng wouldn't have noticed the problem with the soup.

Toads don't bite, diaphragms respond to people. Poison is a trivial matter, too disgusting. This bowl of wolf heart and dog lung soup is also the main reason why Zhao Sicheng knocked on the table.

Rafal yelled at the guards next to him, "Stupid, why don't you go and throw away that bowl of soup!"

Another general said: "Sicheng, the uncles are negligent, don't you accompany you." ”

Drinking was forbidden in the army, and the general looked at the broth in front of him, turned around, and went to pour a glass of white water, replacing the wine with water.

It seems that the generals present were also disgusted.

The soldiers were straightforward, and there were a few muddy people to adjust the atmosphere, and after a while, they forgot about the unhappiness just now, but they didn't know that the seeds of hatred had been planted.

Coincidentally, one of the patrol soldiers killed by Du Er happened to be Ah Kang's own brother. After Ah Kang was crippled, he happened to be a guard in the Third General's Mansion, so the scene just now appeared.

As Rafal said, Ah Kang is a good soldier, and similarly, Ah Kang's popularity in the army is also excellent, and the soldiers are the most united. One can imagine how the group of soldiers would react when they knew that their comrades had died so miserably.

As soon as you say a word, before you know it, Zhao Sicheng was knocked away by the generals with 30,000 magic weapons.

In the end, the dignified Demon Venerable was actually blackmailed by this group of generals and fled.

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Following

The wildebeest carriage passed through the north gate of the Imperial Beast City and entered the battlefield of the two clans.

For other Terrans, the battlefield is a place of death. However, it did not include Zhao Sicheng and his party, as soon as Zhao Fu's undead magic came out, the orc warriors fell like cutting wheat.

Compared with killing humans, killing the orc race with the head of a beast has no psychological burden. The Purple King is like a tiger entering a flock, the sword is as flexible as an arm, and when the sword goes down, an orc must fall, and the Purple King quickly familiarizes himself with his new body.