Chapter 15 Years of Battle
Wu Feng, I am ready to appoint you as the city lord of Qingshi City, I have already discussed this matter with the king of Zhennan, and the prince has also agreed, when the time comes, you will take office!
The senior and senior generals in the army camp were quite puzzled, but they didn't say much.
"Young master, I'm afraid I can't do it below, and if the little one is weak, I'm afraid it's not appropriate!"
I said yes, you can!
Wu Feng still pushes and resists, and is unwilling to accept it.
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"The young master has already made arrangements, General Wu, you can accept it!"
"Yes, General!"
"Take it!"
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"It's... This... I accepted it, thank you for the kindness of the young master, and the kindness of the generals!" He knelt down as he spoke, and at the same time looked ashamed.
A few months passed.
After Wu Feng appointed the position of city lord, the morale of the soldiers became higher and higher, because Wu Feng was also an ordinary person after all, and now being able to become the city lord inevitably stimulated the rest of the people!
With continuous training, the soldiers' ability to cooperate has also improved a lot.
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A year later, it was the ninetieth year of the Qingxuan Emperor's Pilgrimage, in Luding City!
The blood all over the ground stained the whole earth red. A monk in the foundation building period kicked the corpse at his feet and looked to the left and right, the brother on the left had an arrow stuck in his right arm, but he slashed it with his unskilled left hand, and his face was hideous, and the brother on the right was red-eyed, roaring loudly, and the corners of his mouth were even bleeding.
He wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, looked up at the red sun shining on the red land, and couldn't open his eyes.
The sun on that side is blood-red.
The soldiers wielded their halberds in the distance, as if they were drawing with blood, and under the armor, the mask on their faces was the head they never lowered, like a flag.
This is war.
How many people have thought about the scenes where the new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts cry.
Roar!!
The cold light flashed, but it was another knife that slashed at the soldiers, and at that moment, the eyes staring at the sky were not closed after all, the general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years!
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"Young Master, Lu Dingcheng has been taken, please!"
There is also a new monk named Lu Yue, who was originally a monk in the late stage of foundation building, but after so many fierce battles, he actually broke through to the Dan stage!
Nice to get in!
The soldiers stepped on blood and held sharp weapons, and in the past few years, the soldiers have carried a kind of anger.
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Lu Yue, can you be qualified for the position of the city lord of Luding City!Su Zixuan asked!
"Yes!"
It's categorical.
Well, I believe in you!
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In the ninety-first year of Shengwu, Yaoyue City was recovered and 150,000 were beheaded.
Soldiers on the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of troops, the army is mighty, the flag is blue, and every time you point soldiers, it means that a new battle is about to begin!
In the same year of the ninety-first year of Shengwu, Yiqing City was recovered and 90,000 were beheaded.
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In the ninety-fifth year of Shengwu, Qianlu City was recovered and 80,000 were beheaded, which was led by Su Zixuan, and the Blood Legion captured the ninth city.
Ten years, it seems that it won't take so long, Su Zixuan muttered, looking back, the battle over the years was not too hard, let Fan Lao directly wipe out the high-level combat power, and the soldiers below would not have the slightest resistance, they could only watch the city break and die!
Or use all kinds of tricks to make order in the city, and then take advantage of the chaos to attack the city, these tactics have not been successful.
But I have to say that the combat power of the legion is really a world of difference compared to before, otherwise it would not have captured so many cities in so many years.
In this way, after years of fighting, the soldier's breath is more silent, more well-trained, but the breath exuded is more bloodthirsty, like a devil from hell.
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In the afterglow of the setting sun, a city stands alone in the sunset, it is called Lion Tiger City, the legend of a lion tiger beast in the late Yuan infant period, once failed to cross the robbery here, was found by the monks, there are more and more people behind, of course, no one confirms this statement.
And on the other side of it, the army of black oppression is stationed there from afar.
"City Lord, they're here!"
An old man fell straight from his seat, full of alcohol, and beside him were several naked women.
"What, so fast! It's only been a few years!" said the women, who packed up their clothes and withdrew.
"It's been almost six years, we've lost nine cities, and the soldiers defending the city have all been beheaded for public display, what's even more terrifying!"
"What's it, tell me quickly!"
"Those soldiers, each well-equipped and bloodthirsty, it is said that the sword began to become manic when it came out of the sheath, and the combat power soared, this is still what the soldiers who escaped from front said!"
"You're talking nonsense, you're afraid!" said the old man angrily.
"City Lord, his subordinates are really scared, seeing the image that has been teleported, it is really terrifying, a monk like his subordinates in the Yudan period was directly killed, and the soldiers were directly slaughtered, not a single one was left, and the blood flowed like a river!"
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"Young master, when are we going to attack the city!"
Inside the camp, dozens of monks asked.
What, can't wait?" Su Zixuan asked lazily.
"There is no young master, listen to the young master's arrangement!"
The generals replied.
Okay, then listen to me and stay put.
General Feng, you send people to prepare for infiltration, General Pi, you are ready to rebel, go now!
"Yes, young master!"
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"What about you, young master?"
You treat me honestly, and ask you what questions arise.
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In this way, more than half a month passed.
"City Lord, if they don't attack, I'm afraid there is some conspiracy?" said the monk surnamed Chen, whose name was Chen Jie.
"What can there be, shut up for me! Get out!"
As he spoke, he continued to play with a few naked young women, drinking flower wine, and was very happy.
"Subordinates retire!"
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"It's over, it's over, this city won't be destroyed, I don't believe Chen, what's the point of waiting for this!"
"Hey!"
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"Hmph, this Chen Jie just can't get used to looking down on you, the city lord, he must have an opinion on you, adults, look at him like that, he always looks at us, and we are embarrassed to see it. ”
"Yes, sir!"
"Bold, dare to do this, see if I don't kill him!"
"Adults are angry, we're just talking, it's okay. ”
"No! The old man can't bear it!"
Seeing the old man so irritable, the women secretly glanced at each other.
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In this way, Chen Jie was about to be arrested, but the person who controlled him let him go and told him a word.
"The city lord doesn't want to keep you, run away, don't come back!"
Then he directly gave himself a knife and went back to hand over the errand.
"It's okay, since that's the case, then I, Chen Jie, won't do it endlessly!
As he spoke, he flew directly to the front of Su Zixuan's army.
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