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Chapter 32 The Ancient City of Handan

"When you encounter the battlefield for the first time, you still know how to take action! It is human nature to feel overwhelmed. You will get used to it gradually. There is no need to be depressed!"

This is to comfort Du Heng, and Wu Xin is comforting himself!

Uncle Hong, who was always silent like an invisible man, rarely said: "Well! Killing on the battlefield is a very special situation, but it is also very training!"

"Um!"

Du Heng didn't think much about it. He suddenly realized that he clenched his fists and nodded heavily, secretly saying that his performance would never be so bad next time!

"Lord! According to the casualty statistics, seven people died, thirteen were seriously injured, and fifty-six were slightly injured."

At this moment, Commander Wu Meng came to report, which made Wu Xin and others both happy and a little sad.

Killing more than a thousand enemies, with only this few casualties, is completely enough to be proud of, and it is definitely considered a great victory! However, Xinwuwei and bandits cannot be compared, so naturally they cannot be viewed simply in terms of casualty ratio!

"The battlefield has not been cleared yet, and the specific harvest is not yet clear! However, there is something very strange..."

Seeing that Wu Xin didn't answer, Wu Meng consciously followed Hui's report, attracting everyone's attention, and then continued:

"After this battle, Xinwuwei actually has 60-70% members, breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation. Now the average level of Xinwuwei is probably at the eighth level of body refining!"

"Huh?" Wu Xin and others' expressions changed, and they understood what Wu Meng said was "strange"!

Death warriors are a group that has gone through life and death training, and they are also the group that looks down on life and death the most.

If it were just the impact of blood and death, it wouldn't change Xinwuwei much.

The more important role of this battle is to make Xinwuwei better understand the difference between the battlefield and the arena, so it is difficult to create a large-scale breakthrough!

Wen Renzhong solemnly analyzed: "It shouldn't be the reason for going through this battle, right? In terms of gains, this should be the biggest gain from this battle!"

"Probably not! But besides this reason, what other reasons could there be?" Wu Meng replied doubtfully.

Everyone was silent and thinking, but they couldn't figure it out.

"Young master has also made a breakthrough!" Hong Bo suddenly interrupted.

Perhaps because he couldn't help the vast sea, or perhaps because he had experienced bloody battles on the battlefield, Hongbo's mood was not as calm as it seemed, and he was not as silent as usual!

Wu Xin was startled, and said with some shame: "Well! I have already reached the ninth level of body refining!"

The impact was too great before and his thoughts were too complicated. Wu Xin really didn't pay attention. Only after Hong Bo reminded Wu Xin did he react.

It is conceivable that the bloodshed and killings had a great impact on Wu Xin, and Wu Xin was not as calm as he appeared on the surface!

Du Heng was extremely ashamed and muttered: "I didn't break through. Is it because I didn't participate in the war much?"

"..." Wu Xin, Wen Renzhong, Wu Meng and others were speechless, not knowing how to explain.

Uncle Hong thought thoughtfully and said: "It should be... with my current state, practice is basically useless. However, this battle has made a lot of progress, which is comparable to months of hard training in ordinary times!"

"ah?!"

Everyone was shocked, what kind of existence is Hong Bo?

An unfathomable and mysterious figure! He is always silent, so what he says is naturally more important and convincing!

So, isn’t Hong Bo the person who gained the most from this battle?

"I seem to understand!"

Wu Xin blurted out in surprise as he thought of something, which attracted everyone's curiosity and attention, but Wu Xin continued: "It's not clear at the moment, and I can't be sure! After a while, everyone will understand without any explanation!"

Everyone present was puzzled and speechless.

If Wu Xin doesn't say anything, they don't dare to get to the bottom of it, just wait!

After a while, Wu Long and Wu Lang finished clearing the battlefield.

A total of trophies were seized: thirteen gold, forty-six silver, and more than 10,000 copper plates, equivalent to about one hundred and twenty gold.

There are also thousands of kilograms of dry food and dried meat, more than 2,000 weapons such as swords, guns, spears and bows, and dozens of various pictures and foreign objects.

The most eye-catching ones are the two hundred and twelve ownerless horses.

In total, the value of all the loot is about five hundred gold. This is the result of Xinwuwei's battle!

Everyone, including Wu Xin, was not familiar with the handling of large amounts of loot, so they simply brought all they could as a supplement to the logistics supplies, or they could take it to Handan City not far away for sale.

As for the corpses everywhere, Wu Xin finally spoke, and Xin Wuwei spent a little more time and energy to pile them up and burn them all!



Handan City was once the capital of modern small countries such as Hou Zhao, Ran Wei, Qian Yan, Eastern Wei, and Northern Qi. It is also said to be the home of a large barbarian tribe before civilization. It has a long history and an active economy.

Today, Handan City is affiliated to Wu'an County. It is a county town on the edge of Wu'an County. It ranks among the top among many large city-level cities and has a profound foundation.

Xinwuwei was originally scheduled to arrive at noon, but the bandit incident occurred, and he did not arrive at the gate of Handan City until the evening.

Due to the large number of people, Wu Meng led the dream team to come forward first, renting an inn in the city, and dispersed the dream team into the city to collect various information, sell excess loot, etc.

By the time Wu Xin arrived at the city gate, the sun was already setting and the sky was stained with clouds.

Because of Xin Wuwei's solemn and solemn aura, and Wu Xin's official position, entering the city went smoothly without encountering any difficulties.

"This is Handan City..."

Arriving at the gate of the city, Wu Xin looked at the fifty-six-foot-high city wall with complicated eyes, making people confused and sighing.

Others see Handan City as worthy of being the capital of an ancient country, and there is nothing strange about it.

In Wu Xin's view, there is historical heritage and cultural atmosphere, but it lacks the sense of vicissitudes of time and the weight of history that have gone through thousands of years.

As expected, Handan City should have been built during the Jin Dynasty.

In other words, there are no traces of the Han Dynasty, Qin Dynasty, or even the earlier Spring and Autumn and Warring States dynasties that Wu Xin knew in his previous life!

This is equivalent to telling Wu Xin that the splendid human civilization in this world really started from the Jin Dynasty. There is no such thing as the Eastern Han Dynasty and earlier in Chinese history!

Wen Renzhong, who thought he was the most thoughtful and responsible advisor, responded with an oath: "Young Master! This is Handan City, it's absolutely right!"

"Well! Let's go to the city!"

Wu Xin responded calmly and rode into the city under the watchful eyes of many passers-by and city defenders.

The rest of the Xinwu Guards quickly caught up, and the team was neat and solemn, with great momentum. It caused quite a commotion in Handan City and attracted the attention of many forces.

A pavilion somewhere.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes looked at the Xinwu Guards galloping past with a gloomy face. He looked at a scholar in Confucian robes with sharp eyes and said in a deep voice:

"They arrived here smoothly. It doesn't look like they suffered much damage, right?! Didn't it mean that the Purple Faced King personally took action? Did the majestic Purple Demon live up to his fame? Or did he not lead the elite attack, but just perfunctory?"

The Confucian-robed scribe's face turned pale, beads of sweat were rolling down his cheeks but he did not dare to wipe them away. He bowed and said nervously:

"The latest information! Zi Yao did personally take action and brought with him more than 2,000 bandits from the prestigious Taihang Ziji Village, including more than 300 Ziji Jingqi. It can be said that they came out in full force. However, Wu Xin Xiao'er's team is far more powerful.

Super intelligence knew that Ziji Village suffered heavy losses. The second village leader, the third village leader and other elites were killed on the spot. In the end, only Zi Yao personally led nearly thirty Ziji Jingqi and more than three hundred Taihang bandits, bathing in blood.

They fought their way out of the siege and survived by chance. Now, they...through an intermediary, come to us to ask for an explanation..."

"Far beyond intelligence knowledge? What do you mean?"

The middle-aged man in Jinyi was stunned and asked in confusion. He paused and yelled angrily:

"An explanation? What explanation do you want? A bunch of trash can't even do anything to a child, how can they still have the nerve to ask for an explanation?!!! There are only 500 dead soldiers, how can they be surrounded? Do you think our Taiyuan Wang family is easy to deceive? We are looking for death!!!"

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