Chapter 263 Cursed God Puppet, Righteous Path Alliance
Chapter 263 Cursed God Demon Puppet, Righteous Alliance
Four thousand and five thunder soldiers and one thousand thunder soldiers followed the sun chariot on auspicious clouds.
Song Lin was dressed in a yellow robe, sitting at the front of the divine chariot. In front of him was a black dragon pulling the chariot, and beside him were three hundred-foot-long alien dragons as guards.
The hurricane visible to the naked eye surrounds it, causing drastic changes in the sky wherever it goes, with clouds hundreds of miles in radius rotating around the sun chariot.
This scene is extremely shocking.
If the publicity had not been prepared in advance, the soldiers would have been frightened to death.
Song Lin adopted the eastward strategy, first south and then north.
It was not long before the Jingguo established power in the south, but its foundation was weak and it mostly relied on Han warlords.
Although the warlords seemed to be submissive after scaring everyone with the butcher knife, once it started, there would be chaos.
Thanks to Song Lin's help, the war went surprisingly smoothly.
Wherever they went, the enemy surrendered faster than they captured.
Except for the barbarians who knew that they could not be forgiven and resisted to the death, the others did not even have the desire to resist.
The scene of the God-Emperor driving around the world is too shocking.
There are many gods and ghosts among the people, but most people will never come into contact with them throughout their lives.
Hearing it from other people's mouths is just a joke.
When Song Lin drove the car, it really happened.
Except for the blind, anyone with good eyesight can see by looking up.
Even in modern times, this kind of miracle can make all living beings bow their heads and worship.
Not to mention the superstitious ancient people.
The moment I saw the Sun Chariot, all the slogans and orthodoxy were false.
That is the most unique orthodoxy!
In addition to the stubborn literati, a small number of scholars shaved off their braids and came over one after another to participate in the small battle of liberation.
A month later, the Xuan army left Shu and captured Yunnan, Guizhou and Huguang.
The movement out of Shu has been small, but the momentum is unstoppable.
At the critical moment, Xuanjun stopped and concentrated on managing the territory.
Because of Song Lin's policies, many local tycoons and gentry fled wildly.
What we do is done by nothing but people.
There were numerous deputy positions or disciples from poor families who took their place.
Those people were unfamiliar with government affairs. In order to avoid a fire ahead, Ye Shao stopped to tidy up.
Part of it is that the number of troops recruited is too small.
Originally, the army that left Shu only numbered one hundred thousand, but after repeated fighting, the number fell by another hundred thousand.
Moreover, there were too few famines among the barbarians, and Song Lin also needed manpower to provide disaster relief.
Tanzhou City.
The massacre by the barbarians in this place was even lighter at the beginning. Ten houses were empty, and the number of residents was less than one-tenth.
As soon as Song Lin retreated from the city, he saw a young man with a numb expression on his face and a braid on the front of his head, like a walking zombie.
Seeing the hair of Song Lin and others, a flash of fear flashed in our eyes.
For fear of being implicated by the barbarians.
That fear disappeared after a while.
I saw the cavalry leading rows of barbarians and evil-doing Han gentry generals.
The cavalry galloped on their horses, and the group of people were dragged and ran in front of the horses. None of them had enough physical strength to be dragged all the way by the horses. The ground was full of blood.
"Your Majesty, we have captured a total of 8,000 barbarians, including 1,000 grassland barbarians and 4,000 Han bannermen."
Lu Bowen reported later.
"Find an open space and kill them on the spot. The remaining barbarians... will be dragged by horses and paraded throughout the city. After daylight, you hope to see one alive."
Song Lin said.
That city full of pain must be healed with blood.
Soup stations were set up in the city to collect refugees from all over the place, and you could see the miserable situation of the barbarians.
"ah!!"
"Help!"
"You were forced!"
Very slowly, the cavalry team ended its patrol of the city, dragging a series of barbarians who looked like candied haws on horseback at a slow pace.
There were traces of blood left on the street.
"You Quan, sloppily examine the literati and find out who was helping the tyrants in the first place, and join the city patrol team!"
"yes!"
Just like Song Lin said.
Everyone ran away.
Immediately afterwards, Song Lin led people to the Chenghuang Temple.
There are no ghosts in the temple, but there are countless ghosts entrenched in it. They all use their hands to kill the ghosts immediately with only a little sword energy exposed.
"In the past, there was a tablet for the general who resisted the barbarians."
Song Lin pointed at the statue covered with spider silk.
Then he waved his left hand, and as the light flickered, a bunch of people staggering around disappeared from the ground.
The young man in that group was wearing a braided mantle and a mandarin jacket to show off his appearance, and he had no visible aura. To put it bluntly, he must be a monk who had taken refuge with the Northern Barbarians, and Qi Ying was among them.
When the group saw Song Lin, they immediately cursed.
The conquest along the way was not smooth sailing, and there were often assassinations by monks along the way.
Or a flying sword, or poisonous smoke, or a curse.
Thinking of this, Ye Shao looked at an old man with a hunchback.
The old man has a sallow face and thin muscles. He looks like a special old farmer, with a low bulge in the front of his back.
This person's name is Camel God, and he is good at the art of curse and nightmare. Song Lin almost fell into that guy's way.
This person was photographed from the sky.
"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!"
That man was very tough.
"I want to say that if there is something out there, I will definitely kill him. I want to understate it even more!"
Song Linhao sentenced me to death.
It would be a pity for that kind of guy to help others die, just to see if he can come up with any useless information.
Song Lin searched for a moment with his spiritual mind and took out a storage bag from under the person.
Then he slashed his head with a sword.
Whoosh!
The flying sword slashed the man's head, blood spurted out, and the head quickly grew out of his neck.
"Um?"
Song Lin killed him again.
That time, the camel god's head could no longer grow back, but it was curled up to death.
Then he pierced the hearts of the remaining people with a sword, and then broke the Dantian with a sword.
"All the corpses were hung on the city wall to be exposed to the sun for ten days!"
Ye Shao said to Lu Bowen.
"Do you really want to hang up?"
Lu Bowen has nothing to say.
There is talk of good and evil in the spiritual world, and there is no awe or pride in the identity of a monk. No matter how evil a monk is, he can still be hanged on a city wall with special people and be humiliated by others.
What Song Lin did might cause public outrage.
"It doesn't matter, he will just do it."
Song Lin had a so-called attitude.
Since I came to the throne, I have done many things that shocked everyone.
Just giving official positions to monsters is enough to make the decent people criticize them with words and writings.
Song Lin thought that way.
Mixing of monsters and monsters is the basic ecology of that world.
In this case, we should also consider giving Lu Bowen's monsters from serious backgrounds a stage to play their role.
In the next few days, while Song Lin was practicing, he was distracted by controlling thousands of Taoist soldiers to deal with matters.
That day, Mr. Zhuge and Lu Bowen visited.
"Your Majesty, no righteous man will take refuge in you!"
"Um."
Ye Shao's figure flashed and appeared in the Xuanzheng Hall.
"Caomin Li Laiheng and Yuan Zongdi pay their respects to Your Majesty!"
"Huh? A general of King Chuang?"
Song Lin was not surprised. He thought we were dead, but he thought we were still alive.
Ever since King Chuang died and the barbarians entered the country, those old tribes of King Chuang have been resisting for years.
When I first came to Huguang, I heard about our deeds. I originally wanted to add our names to the Martyrs' Shrine, but I didn't expect that we were still alive.
Before this, no practitioners had taken refuge.
"I'm going up to Hengshan to teach Ma Jiefu to pay my respects to Your Majesty."
Ma Jiefu is an old man who is in the early stage of Earth Immortality, that is, the early stage of pill formation. He holds a whisk in his hand, his beard and hair are all white, and he looks very handsome.
"Mangshan Li Qingyun pays homage to Your Majesty!"
"Ma's family in southern Yunnan..."
"The He family in Xiangxi..."
"The Li family in Xiangxi..."
Those people all retained the clothes of later dynasties, and they seemed to be people willing to join the Jingguo.
Li Gu, the head of the Li family in western Hunan, and Li Qingyun in Mangshan were brought by Li Laiheng and us.
"Okay... without you guys, I can be said to be even more powerful than a tiger!"
Ye Shao came over and held our hands cordially.
We are flattered. Song Lin is a special emperor, but a top-notch Earth Immortal weakling with weak combat power.
"You dare to do it. The younger generation has given me too much praise. I am just trying my best to do my best."
Li Gu cupped his fists.
That time we came here on our own and also brought our disciples and family.
It can be said that I put all my strength into it.
If the barbarians trample on it again, I will definitely end up in a place like Siam.
After everyone chatted for a while, Ma Jiefu asked: "Your Majesty, I heard that you have a good relationship with Emei?"
"Exactly."
Are we also afraid of Emei’s power?
"This is great!"
Unexpectedly, everyone became excited instead.
Then Ma Jiefu explained the whole story.
A small number of those people have suffered greatly.
Especially the beauty of Mount Emei.
Yixiu is willing to look for so-called opportunities.
But those little opportunities are the private property of our sect.
Taking advantage of Emei's weakness, Yixiu raked it over and said it belonged to the owner, and went ahead to plunder it.
The strong man Li Qingshan clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and said: "Next month, Yixiu will kill your father and eight younger brothers. This revenge is revenge, and I swear to be a human being!"
"Humph, the so-called decent family is just that. You are worried, I will definitely uphold justice for you in the future!"
Everyone declared their allegiance.
Then Song Lin took us to the world in the pot.
I was completely shocked there.
I never thought that there is no such cave in the world!
Ye Shao introduced Gongsun Siniang and other Taoist boys to us.
Gongsun Siniang practiced swordsmanship and cultivation methods.
At present, it has broken through to the Qi refining stage.
"If you want to fight against Emei, you must first have a sect. What if you want to join your Qionghua sect?"
Several people looked at each other and immediately announced their participation.
Ye Shaojing was an Earth Immortal who was granted the position of elder, one level lower than the headmaster Gongsun Siniang.
The rest are granted the position of hall master. For example, the seven masters of the Eight Capitals each have different functions.
The framework of the sect has been established, now it’s time to fill in the talent from the outside.
The eighth year of the Golden Demon.
Jingguo suffered minor defeats in eight consecutive battles, and its territory was completely consolidated.
The Xuan Kingdom, which had been dormant for a year, ended its mobilization.
A total of 700,000 troops.
Next came the Jiangxi, Jiangnan, and Lingnan areas, which were governed by rivers.
The world in a pot.
Within the secret room.
Behind Song Lin were two straw figures the size of fists, one white and the other white.
This is the cursed demon doll.
White kills, white protects.
That was the cursed spell found in the Camel God's storage bag.
The white straw man saved the camel god's life.
It was a joy to get that magic.
The curse technique is inherently mysterious, and it is better to guard against it. The white straw man can kill the enemy, and the white straw man can use the mysterious curse technique of hell.
In addition, the technique of exorcising corpses in western Hunan and the method of cultivating gu in southern Yunnan are also correct methods, which can be practiced at least to the elixir-forming stage.
Although it is a side door, it is still a road.
Song Lin decided to bring those eight skills into the real world.
Xuanguo's war mobilization day and night finally alarmed Jingguo.
The Taizhen Sect and the people of Mount Emei also realized that something was right.
Song Lin actually died suddenly!
Sure enough, there must be no monsters in troubled times!
Chen Hua realized that something was right.
If Song Lin were really allowed to cross the river to rule, it would be a small disaster for China.
There is no emperor who has lived for hundreds of years.
The world is in chaos.
Of course, I would also stupidly go straight to the door, after all, I know the opponent's strength.
As a result, Emei issued a rightful pursuit order.
Invite the righteous way from heaven to defeat the demon thief Song Lin!
At the same time, Jingguo also sent a small army of demons.