In front of Fanhe City, piles of corpses poured with expired gasoline were constantly burning, trying to turn the remains left by the Qiang army into ashes in the fertile fields.

Just like the blood left behind by those Qiang soldiers, it has not solidified to this day, flowing slowly in the soil, until they will one day become an inseparable part of this wilderness.

At that time, this land, which once harvested countless human lives, will definitely become a fertile field that is more suitable for farming.

And outside Fanhe City, which has experienced a baptism of blood and fire, there are also pillars of smoke rising up.

A horse soldier who served as a sentry cavalry came out of the thick black smoke, and there was a faint spiritual light of the talisman on the armor on his body, all of which were the talisman armor temporarily made by Wei Ye and Zuo Ci led by the Daoist soldiers in the Danzao Altar. At this time, all the horse soldiers who carried a spirit talisman armor and a blade on their bodies could almost be confirmed that they belonged to the pro-army of Wei Ye, the envoy of the festival and the counselor.

At this time, Wei Ye's intention to transfer these horse troops out of the city was also obvious.

The first battle was victorious, and the Qiang army striker was severely damaged, and it was time for him to brush his sense of existence with Fanhe.

Although in this first battle, Helan Gong almost never showed up except for giving some magic to the Qiang army, and this victory was inevitably a little watery. Who doesn't know who has a clear mind and knows the inside story now that the key to this war lies in this demon god.

However, Helan Gong was so empathetic that he easily gave the opportunity to perform to Wei Ye, the actual commander of the Han army. So if you don't take advantage of this time to subdue the powerful people in Fanhe County with the power of Xinsheng in one fell swoop, when will you stay?

In fact, for those local wealthy families, Wei Da advised him that he was not in the mood to pay attention to their lives and deaths. The Dingkou manpower occupied by those manor dock forts was the focus of Wei Ye's attention at the moment.

The guards sent out were given one order: to investigate the broken dock fort around them, search them carefully, and bring the survivors back.

At least bring back a living person, it is better than adding one more corpse soldier when the zombie army on the other side of the Qiang army arrives!

Wei Ze, who is in charge of Fanhe Northeast Road, is one of these guards.

He is from Fanhe and is a local family, and his family is also a county with a big dock fort, but he has always been unfavored at home, and the young man's brain is hot, so he brought a boxwood bow and a ring head knife, and wanted to leave home to make a career. As a result, in the end, he was trapped in the city, and he was not less helped by Tieshan on weekdays, and because of fate, he participated in the night of the counterinsurgency in the city, and became a member of Wei Ye's personal guard.

As early as the beginning of the war, he had always wanted to return to his hometown to bring his relatives into Fanhe City, but at that time he was assigned the task of sentry in the direction of the Qiang army.

Although he also asked his colleagues in the army who were responsible for collecting and distributing forage to various dock forts to bring letters, he wanted to bring his relatives and family back to Fanhe City. However, where he was born, he was originally one of the most powerful people in the local area, and under the hundred years of inheritance and management, the scale was no less than a border county military village, and he didn't even take the herald sent by Wei Ye into his eyes, and he was not even allowed to enter the village, so he sent dozens of old and weak people to act as people's strongest, which was regarded as giving a certain angel some thin noodles.

At that time, Wei Ze still had a trace of illusions, thinking that a big dock fort like this would be fine if it could be supported for a while in troubled times.

But when he led the team to the dock fort where he came from, all he saw in front of him was a house with flames, and corpses all over the ground that had been ruined by the Qiang army that had crossed the border.

Tightening the armor on his body, Wei Ze looked back at the fire that had been burned into ruins - this was the place where he was born and raised, although here, he didn't get much warmth, but the only bright pictures in his memory were difficult to match with the pictures in front of him.

The head of the house who never had a smile on his face.

He refused to eat more at every meal, saving his rations for his son's mother.

Since she was a child, she has been doing needlework with her mother, and her hands are full of scars, but she still gritted her teeth and embroidered a carp embroidery bag for herself.

It's gone, it's all gone.

Standing on the venue where it should be the children of the clan practicing martial arts and grinding their muscles, Wei Ze held the spear in one hand and looked around blankly.

Whether the clansmen fled or died, he didn't know, he only felt uncomfortable with the emptiness in his heart.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pressed his chest, but pressed a hard object, which was a bamboo tube, which was full of Wei Ye's handmade spirit sand ink and Zuo Ci's handwritten spirit talisman to ward off defilement and suppress evil.

According to Wei Ye and Zuo Ci's deduction, if the corpse soldiers were to be maintained solely by mana or summoning some evil qi, then at least they would have to be in a space where supernatural power was extremely strong and active. Unfortunately, there is no such thing as a unique environment to meet the needs of spellcasting.

However, the one who descended on the camp of the Qiang army, if he sent his incarnation of the corpse forest king, who was in charge of plague and undead, could achieve such an effect under the full unfolding of the gods' presence on the ground. It's a pity that the last time the corpse forest king descended to the priest of the Zoroastrian Sect, the divine source was severely injured by Wei Ye's Yanguan Zhu Bird's pure fire move, and it was too late to recuperate, let alone go to the north road to support this army of corpse soldiers.

Helan Gong, who is the only one who is qualified to play the strength of a zombie army, can't use it, even if an ordinary spellcaster reaches the level of Wei Ye, it is a fool's dream to maintain such a lost army, and the huge mana demand is enough to squeeze people alive into slag. In fact, even in those planes where supernatural factors are extremely active, if they want to manipulate an army of undead creatures, they can only truly achieve it by forming a battle group of thousands of corpse witches and necromancers.

Such a formed mage army, not to mention that the half-hung priests under the command of Helan Gong can't make it up, even the Taoist soldiers and guards on Wei Ye's side who are simple because of their ugliness don't count.

Since everyone has the same shortage of spell troops at hand, Wei Ye has come up with a disposable Liujia arrow made in an assembly line, then the zombie army evoked by Helan Gong is also a defective product.

As a result of the last battle with the Corpse Forest Jun, as well as the situation reported by the sentinels over the years, and with Zuo Ci, an immortal Dao master from a serious academic background, as a staff officer, at least Wei Ye can confirm that although the corpse soldiers of the Qiang people are no different from dead things, they still retain some characteristics of living things. To drive the corpses, make them feed on the flesh and blood of the living, and even if there is no blood to eat, let them properly replenish their water.

Since it is necessary to replenish the water, then the old methods of clearing the wilderness in the art of war can still come in handy.

The croton dragged into the river by dozens of carts was not necessarily able to overturn a few thieves, but the well water of the spirit rune was a real poison for the lost army.

Not only were sentinels like them tasked with purifying the wells along the way, but some of the guards who followed Wei Ye to block the Qiang army camp every day also carried iron talismans made of pig iron and threw them into the rivers below.

Needless to say, these special iron talismans were also customized by Wei Ye out of his own pocket - anyway, there was a reimbursement from the partner of Taiping Dao afterwards, which also made Wei Ye have a rare addiction to smashing people with universal bonds.

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After taking a few deep breaths, and looking around the pile of black smoke again, Wei Ze straightened his neck and yelled: "I didn't find a living person!

Listening to his shout, there were people answering on all sides, but two voices were mixed in and seemed to be extremely incongruous:

"Run, still run, can't beat the thief and prisoner, can you still run past us? Go to the felt market to inquire, we are a famous gust of wind—— Wei Tou'er, I catch a tongue in the forest!"

"Let go, let go, oh yo

In the end, the tone changed, but it was the guard who held him who was impatient to listen to the mess, and directly twisted his arm, and as long as he used a little more force, he pulled the joint.

Listening to the noise, Wei Ze, who was already disturbed by an inexplicable restlessness, finally couldn't hold it back, and strode towards the source of the noise.

I saw a thin man with a shaved shoulder carried by a personal guard, dragging in his direction, although the man was caught like a chicken, but his mouth refused to stop: "When the thief army came, I didn't see where you officers and soldiers were! It's not that a few of our brothers passed by here, and they didn't bear it for a while, and saved many lives in this dock fort - let go, bones, bones are about to crack!"

Listening to his last half of the sentence, it was Wei Ze who stepped over with an arrow step and lifted this man up with one hand!

Among Wei Ye's personal guards, Wei Ze is also famous for growing up with his hands and feet, and at this mentions, his almost fiery eyes met the eyes of this man: "Where are the people? Where are the refugees in this dock fort?"

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Near the dock fort that has become a pile of rubble, there are mostly loess mountains, and under a cliff, there is an inconspicuous soil hole.

At first glance, the earth cave was nothing special, and it looked about the size of an abandoned badger den, but when Wei Ze approached with his subordinates, the spirit rune armor on his body was slightly elevated.

As this spiritual light lit up, an invisible wave in the earth cave dispersed, and the scene in front of him also changed. The earthen cave that looked like a badger's nest had become an abandoned kiln, and above the kiln door, there was a white bamboo talisman covered with vermilion talismans.

A man with a scruffy beard and a thin yellow face, holding a rusty knife in his hand, stood vigilantly at the door looking at Wei Ze and them.

He muttered, "Why didn't the bamboo talisman left by the old man who burned the fire work?" while boldly shouting to Wei Ze and them: "That military man, you are Han and Qiang! If you are a Qiang dog, to tell you the truth, I am the first good man in the Black Pine Forest River Divine Village in Wuwei County, and this wind slash in my hand is a divine weapon given by the immortals.

After dancing the rusty knife like this, the man didn't forget to grit his teeth and shout inside: "Uncle and sister-in-law, boy, girl, I'm afraid we're going to be bad today! I can't stop this gang of killers, everyone light up firewood and grass, and burn it first, lest they also be caught and filled with military rations!"

With the shouting of this man, there was also a crying sound in the broken kiln, and an old man barely lifted his throat and shouted: "What are you crying about! Falling into the fire, burning to death, but innocent! Being taken by those ghosts, biting and eating alive, it is really shameless to go to see the ancestors!"

It turned out that the refugees in this broken cave had already had the will to die, and once they were discovered by the Qiang army, they would throw themselves into the fire!

He didn't finish shouting, but Wei Ze shouted angrily: "That man, what nonsense are you talking about! If you look carefully, we are the guards under the command of Wei Gong, the commander of the Liangzhou War!"

Wei Ze pulled out a cluster of new recognition flags behind him, and raised it in the wind, with a tiger mark coiled on the apricot yellow triangular flag, surrounded by flowing fire teeth, even if there was no wind, it also moved by itself!

The man guarding the gate of the broken cave heard this, his eyes did not blink, and he stared at the flag in Wei Ze's hand.

From behind Wei Ze, the thin man had already jumped out first, as if he was afraid that others would not see him, and jumped to his feet and shouted: "Brother, you read that right, it is really the personal guard of the Duke of Wei! It is the Duke of Wei who killed the thief army in Fanhe City with a river of blood, and he sent troops to meet the big guy!"

Listening to the shouts of his brothers, the man's strong body fell to the ground softly, and the rusty knife in his hand was thrown aside.

However, the man beat his chest violently and howled: "You, why are you so late!"

Wei Ze had no time to care about this man at this time, because behind the man, a small figure with an unkempt face and a face that could not be distinguished appeared in front of the broken cave. Although his face was covered with dust and plaster, the pair of black and white eyes were staring at Wei Ze's face.

Finally, a low voice rang out.

“...... Brother, brother, brother...... It's really a brother!"

Wei Ze, who has always been shrewd and capable under Wei Ye, couldn't say a word at the moment, so he strode forward, took the small body in front of him into his arms, and hugged it violently, unwilling to let go.

"Girl...... It's a brother...... Brother is late, brother...... I'm here to save you!"

In the broken cave, the hiding refugees slowly poked their heads out, looked at the apricot yellow flag with the tiger coiled, and looked at the scale armor on the bodies of these sergeants, and finally they all fell into the dust violently, and cried:

"We're saved!"

The leader was a thin villager like a jujube pit, carrying a dove cane that had been blackened by fire. Suddenly, he threw the dove staff to the ground, and fell towards Wei Zebai at once: "Xiaoqi of the sixth room, the old uncle begs you, please bring a message to Wei to advise his old man, and avenge the more than 600 lives of our Weijiabao!"

Wei Ze hugged his sister-in-law, but he didn't support the old uncle at the moment, just gritted his teeth and nodded: "The council asks for justice from the thief army, not for the Wei family, but for all the Han people in Liangzhou!"