Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but applaud and praise each other.

"There is a word below, I don't know if I can say it?" At this time, a middle-aged man with long hair and fluttering hair stood up, his brown eyes seemed to be like the bright moon in the sky, exuding firmness and a sense of righteousness.

"Yuan Palace Master, please speak. Wei Zheng said.

"If that's the case, are all the men in the army?" said the palace master of the Yuan Palace.

"That's right, at this time, they grow their own grain, and when our army is weak in advance, they will take food when they are short of food, take people when they are short of people, and prepare their own armor, so as to ensure the continuous combat strength of our army. The counsellor said.

"Soldiers and armor are provided by themselves, so the money needed is also out of their pockets?"

"Naturally. "But the grain and grass are still provided by our coalition army, and our coalition army is on an expedition to Luan, and every moment it costs a huge amount of money, silk, goods and a lot of grain and grass, so how can we support them in all aspects?"

"Hmph, the grain and grass of our coalition army are also taken from the people. The palace master of the Yuan Palace scolded and shouted, "If that's the case, wouldn't we be white wolves with empty gloves!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall.

"Lord Wei, I don't disapprove of it, if this move is placed in our respective base camps, it is a good policy to benefit the people and benefit the army, and now the people of the Pingxin Plain, where Luan is located, have been deeply affected by the war in the past year, and have endured the taxes and conscription of Luan thieves several times, they should be allowed to recuperate, if we still want to squeeze resources from them for us to march, it is to ignore the people's livelihood. "The main road of the Yuan Palace Palace.

Wei Zheng nodded lightly when he heard this.

"Hmph, dark, we are the righteous army, it is the duty and honor of all the people to crusade against the thieves, rescue the emperor, and provide for the emperor, what is the big deal if they make some sacrifices and dedication for our righteous teachers?" At this time, a big man wearing a laurel leaf crown, wearing gold armor, and a beard on his face said.

"Yes, dark, if we draw grain and grass troops from our base camp, it will not only take time, but also consume money and energy, and our country has already worked hard for this expedition, and the people's livelihood in the country is withering, and if it is forcibly withdrawn, I am afraid that there will be chaos. At this time, a graceful and elegant woman said.

"That's right, Lord Dark, you are also the lord of a country, you must be able to understand our difficulties, not to mention that these people were loyal to the Luan thieves before, and now they are also giving them a chance to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. Another man with a face like a crown of jade, dressed in a white robe like an angel descending.

"You ........." was helpless, and looked at Wei Zheng on the main seat with the last hope.

Wei Zheng also looked at him, was silent for a while, and said: "Lord Huang, you are unfounded, this move is the best way for us now, if there is really a problem in the implementation as you said, it is not too late to change it." ”

"This ......" looked at Wei Zheng in disbelief and sighed heavily.

"Alright, let's disperse. Wei Zheng said, "Now that we have captured the Eagle Beak Pass today, we should first treat the soldiers and prepare for the expedition in a few days." ”

Di wanted to say more, but when he saw Wei Zheng's eyes, he still wanted to say and stopped, frowning and nodding.

Everyone who waited withdrew from the hall, and in the entire city lord's mansion, only Wei Zheng and Di were left.

"Let's go, let's go to the city walls and take a look at the defenses. Wei Zheng stood up and said.

He leaned over and bowed his hand.

Above the city walls

At this time, under the arrangement of the coalition forces, the slaves laboriously carried the dead Luan army and the corpses of the coalition army, cleaning up the numerous rubbles and broken runes on them.

Wei Zheng and Di walked on the broken city wall, crows swept through the sky, the remnants of the war were all over the city gates, the cold wind blew, feeling the cold wind, Wei Zheng turned his head to look at the bloody remnant sun.

"The sun is going down. Wei Zheng sighed, "However, it will rise tomorrow." ”

"But before it rises, it's going to be a cold night. Wei Zheng added.

"But we can light a fire, we can burn a stove, we can cook food, we can wear furs, we have a lot of ways to keep the cold night!" said Glo.

"No, Lord Dark, sometimes, we have only one way, we may have no fire, no fur, no cooked food, and even, sometimes, we have nothing but flesh and blood to survive this bleak winter night. Wei Zheng said.

"Lord Wei, you understand that the people's lives are difficult, and you are also a rare benevolent lord, why?" looked around, making sure that there was no one left, before speaking.

"Dark, I am the leader of the Western Alliance, but you and I both understand that although they are called coalition thieves, they actually have their own ghosts, but the crusade against the thieves needs their strength, and for the sake of the overall situation, I have to rely on them, otherwise, how can this coalition continue. ”

A cold wind blew again, and Wei Zheng coughed lightly twice as if it was because of the chill.

"My lord!" said Gloomy with some concern.

Wei Zheng is a great cultivator of the Ying Domain Realm, a person who can really see the Divine Path, but a cold wind that hits actually makes him cough, which is impossible in normal times.

Wei Zheng waved his hand at him and smiled bitterly.

"The old man is old after all. ”

"How can you be old? You are a great cultivator of the Realm of Enlightenment, a person who has seen the path of the gods. Gloom said.

"Shenlu?ha, people's talents are limited, old man, that's all there is to it. Wei Zheng smiled, "Although the turtle is long, there is still a time, not to mention, the old man." ”

Immediately, he looked at the remnant sun on the horizon, squinted his eyes and sighed: "I only hope that God will have mercy and let the old man finish what he should do." ”

At this moment - in the middle of the village

Xing Zhen and Chen looked around the room and couldn't help frowning.

The walls of the real house are four walls, the tattered window lattices sway with the wind, the thin walls are difficult to resist the invasion of the cold wind, and the fire in the simple furnace is still trembling, even if it is extinguished in the next second, it will not be strange.

"Alas, the house is simple, and the guests are smiling. The old woman said.

Xing Xuan walked over to the fire and stirred the food that was boiling in the pot, frowning.

It's rice food, but it's pitiful.

With some wild vegetables on the table, it's a meal.

This is the same as what Xing Yu and the others ate when they were beggars, and it is slightly stronger than them.

Those hard days are still unforgettable, and it was also such a dark night near winter, and some friends left them.

He knew how they survived that winter, and even if he later became a Yuan and met Uncle Feng, he starved to death several of his brothers.

Looking at the bubbling porridge in the pot, Xing Yu couldn't help but sigh.

He wanted to help them, but he didn't have any food on him.

After thinking about it, Xing Xuan took out a few Yuan leaves from the ring.

"Grandma, use the money to buy some food. Xing Xuan said.

"No, no, no!" the old woman hurriedly refused, but then sighed heavily, "What's the use of money, you can't buy food at this time." ”

Xing Zhen was stunned when he heard this.

"In the spring of this year, the government began to levy grain, conscription, slaves, and craftsmen, and my family had some food savings over the years, but ah, even my granddaughter's father, uncle, and my sons were all gone. ”

The old woman burst into tears.

Hearing this, Xing Yan had mixed feelings in his heart, frowned and pestle there, and grabbed those Yuan Leaves with both hands.

on the city walls

"War, in the end, the people are suffering. Wei Zheng said, "This day will come sooner or later, but I just hope that it can end sooner."

The dim man on the side nodded silently.

It was getting late, so Xing Xuan and Chen stayed in the village for the time being.

Amun is there on the other side of the barracks, and as long as it's not an emergency, there's nothing to do.

Xing Xuan sat on the ground, absorbing Yuan Force, for some reason, in the past two days, he had suddenly made rapid progress, and his cultivation was close to the peak of his quenching body, and his own strength had already weakened by thirty-five percent.

At this speed, soon, he will be able to step into the refining element, accumulate thick and thin, burst out all the power accumulated during this time, and completely get rid of the shackles of quenching.

That's right, this process of quenching the body is like breaking through the shackles that bind oneself, and with each step forward, the shackles will be tightened by the pressure of force, thus limiting one's power to the greatest extent.

When the chains are so tight that they can't be tightened anymore, there will be a "bang", the chains will break, and all their own strength will be released, as if they have seen the light of day again, and they are at ease.

Chen also cultivated with Xing Xuan, but from their slightly furrowed brows, it could be seen that they could not fully concentrate on cultivation.

Chen adjusted the medicine for the old woman, and gave a pill that he had refined, although the old woman's condition was much better, but seeing them like this, the ancestors and grandchildren depended on each other, and their hearts were still sighing and worried.

Xing Zhen was the same, he went around the village before, and the villagers were very afraid of him, only a few people were willing to answer his questions, and they were all trembling, obviously frightened by the soldiers.

Hearing the accounts of those people and his own observations of the situation in the village, Xing Zhen couldn't help but ponder.

I originally thought that the cruelty of the war was between the soldiers who participated in it, indeed, it was really cruel, and you must stand up and kill the person in front of you who has no grievances and is the same as you.

Unexpectedly, those are just the cruelty on the surface, and there are usually things that cannot be seen, the cruelty of these people, their wives are separated, their families are ruined, they are hungry and cold, but they are still oppressed.

So what is the purpose of war?

The blooming red lotus slowly closed, the Yuan momentum gradually dissipated, and Xing Xuan opened his eyes that were as red as the blood moon in the sky.

Speaking of which, he seemed to have a special feeling about things that were dying, and this feeling became more and more obvious as his cultivation grew.

This feeling is not a desire to die, but a rebirth after death, like the joy of a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon.

Is it related to one's own Yuan Force? The Dark Yuan Force, according to Uncle Feng, is a very destructive element, and the Yuan Masters of this element are generally like themselves, who are close to the magic Yuan of the blade and spell practitioners.

Xing Xuan didn't think much about this, and now what made him think a lot was the war.

The cold wind was still blowing outside the house, and the old woman hugged her granddaughter tightly in her arms, although they were still shivering from the cold and hunger, but those who were not important to each other were fire, a stove, hope, and a beautiful world for each other at this moment.