The scorching sun is rising, and the dazzling sunlight shines on the vast and clear Gaoyou Lake, seeming to be covered with a golden coat.
On the shores of Gaoyou Lake, scattered corpses were scattered all over the lakeside; dark red blood stained the lakeside and a large area of the lake red.
More than 2,000 children and more than 300 members of the Wind Brigade were busy silently on the bloody battlefield that stretched for several miles, collecting relics and moving corpses.
The scene was completely silent. Most of the faces of the young children showed sadness, while the rest looked indifferent. Some of them shed tears silently, but very few cried loudly.
This battle not only changed Wu Xin and Xin Wuwei, but also changed these children!
Although they have not yet formed an army and are not yet adults, these children have a solemn and cold atmosphere, and their momentum is like dead soldiers and boy soldiers.
Seven to eight hundred Xinwu Guards, whose armors were stained with blood, under the leadership of Wu Xin, kept practicing "Martial Arts" over and over again, hoping to maximize the use of the "blood-devouring true martial arts" and improve their strength.
The blood energy that was originally invisible to the naked eye, under the control of Wu Xin, enveloped Xin Wuwei and continued to merge into Xin Wuwei's body imperceptibly!
This is the special talent Wu Xin received after being promoted to the "Refining Mind State" of literary cultivation... Controlling Qi!
Controlling Qi, as the name suggests, means controlling gases, including water vapor, mist, blood, etc.
However, this is not a supernatural power in myths and legends. It is just a talent that makes Wu Xin's spiritual consciousness more sensitive to gases, and he can use mental power to draw gases or sense gases, etc., that's all.
It seems useless, but it has many functions, it just depends on how you use it!
The biggest role at present is to maximize Xinwuwei's "blood-devouring true martial arts" military soul talent.
…
Until the scorching sun turns to the west, around Shenchu (three o'clock in the afternoon).
The blood energy on the lakeside was basically gone, and the Xinwu guards stopped their attacks one after another, closed their eyes and stood quietly, digesting the gains and losses of this battle.
At this time, the dark red iron-blooded evil energy floating above Xinwuwei's head had already spawned a lot of orange color, accounting for about one-tenth of it.
Until all the iron-blooded evil energy turns orange, it means that the warrior has become an elite orange-level warrior.
The purple military soul at the core of the iron-blooded evil energy could not see any obvious changes, but it was more powerful and seemed to be more agile.
Take back the military soul and dispel the iron-blooded evil spirit.
The more than 700 people who believed in Wuwei felt as if the pillars of their bodies had been taken away in an instant, leaving them exhausted and mentally weak.
However, this time, no one in Xinwuwei collapsed on the ground and still managed to stand.
"Lord! The battlefield has been cleaned up. All you need to do is burn or bury the corpses and you can leave!"
Mrs. Liu came to Wu Xin, who had always been expressionless. She reported the report softly in a low tone, and then continued: "As for the five large merchant ships, some of the propellers were broken off, not much damage, and they can be used after replacement!"
A dozen meters to the left of Wu Xin, Hong Bo was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his breath deep, still giving people the feeling of being unfathomable like an invisible man.
However, his hair is almost completely white and his face is obviously much older.
I'm lucky that I didn't die.
He was even more lucky that his cultivation level did not fall, but he was seriously injured and his vitality was severely damaged.
However, Uncle Hong has always been with Wu Xin and is considered a member of Xin Wuwei. Under the influence of Wu Shen's military spirit, his injuries recovered very quickly and he has already recovered by seven to eight points!
"Yeah!" Wu Xin responded in a low voice, as if he didn't want to say anything.
As for the casualties, Wu Xin could probably estimate them.
Of the more than 3,600 children, only 2,700 were left, and nearly a thousand died.
Of the more than a thousand Xinwu Guards, nearly 300 died. The remaining 300 or so reserve members were basically wiped out.
The five hundred wind troops were not Xinwuwei. They didn't even have the iron-blooded evil spirit, let alone a military spirit. Nearly half of them were damaged, with only about 270 people left.
Wu Xin and everyone present should remember this blood debt!
In the silence, Xiaoye'er, whose face was covered with dirt, hesitated several times, walked closer and choked with sobs: "My lord! Are Sister Hua and the others really dead?"
Wu Xin felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He put his left hand into his arms and tightly grasped the handkerchief in his arms. He rubbed Xiaoye'er's head with his right hand and remained silent!
Yingying, the descendant of the Queen of the Devil, took Bianhua away. They came all the way, and Bianhua was one of her own, and Xinwuwei and others could not stop her.
On the surface, Bianhuahua has lost its vitality, which is what Wu Xin and others think.
As for Bianhuahua's many attendants, all were dead or injured. Ziluo had left long ago, and Platinum Blue Sanluo disappeared when Xinwuwei reorganized and fought back to the lakeside, and her life or death is unknown.
However, Youxin Wuwei said that after seeing Bai Luo hit by the knife and the golden gong, Lan Luo didn't know, and she should have left silently!
Bianhua is gone, and Wu Xin and others have no reason to let them stay, not to mention they left without saying goodbye and took advantage of the chaos!
"..."
Xiao Ye'er's face was full of hope, her eyes were clear and bright, and tears gushed out like a spring, plowing traces on her dirt face, but she gritted her teeth and held back without crying!
"You can't cry, and you can't cry! You can't affect the master, he is already very sad..."
"Be strong and avenge Sister Hua and uncles and aunts!"
In Xiaoye'er's heart, she clenched her fists tightly and kept shouting secretly.
Holding the handkerchief in his arms, Wu Xin looked at Mrs. Liu and asked in a hoarse voice: "You... know... Leng Yun, do you have a sister?"
Among everyone, Liu had more contact with Bianhua, and had almost no personal contact with others.
Mrs. Liu was stunned, and shook her head in confusion and shame.
"If you have a chance, pay attention!" Wu Xin sighed secretly and warned.
Bianhua's status in the Demon Sect should not be low. However, this is a private matter, and it is probably not easy to find out. We can only find an opportunity to ask the descendants of the Demon Queen, or find Sanluo!
Mrs. Liu nodded solemnly, seeing that Wu Xin obviously didn't want to talk or be disturbed.
Understanding Wu Xin's thoughts, Mrs. Liu bowed and left without saying any more, and asked others to burn the corpses to avoid causing a plague. She also asked the adults to pack up the merchant ships and push them back into the lake!
…
Everything on the vast lakeside was carried out in silence and sadness, and no one made much noise.
Even when the corpse was burned, he just stood silently, paying attention, and made a promise in his heart!
The sky is dyed with clouds, and the setting sun is like blood.
Wu Xin had been standing by the lake, quietly looking at the vast and beautiful Gaoyou Lake. He didn't mind much, and everyone tried not to disturb him, so they could only accompany him silently.
Wen Renzhong, who was always the most lively and talkative, did not smile or make any sound. He had been kneeling behind Wu Xin without saying a word since the corpse was burned.
No one wanted Wen Renzhong to kneel down, no one blamed Wen Renzhong, but everyone knew why Wen Renzhong took the initiative to kneel down, Wu Xin didn't say anything, and no one dared to interfere!
"Lord!"
Commander Wu Long held a dark long bow and arrived at the meeting to report: "This is sent by Zi Luo..."
"Huh?" Wu Xin, who was as silent as a statue, finally changed his cold face and looked at Wu Long with sharp eyes.
Wu Long consciously said quickly: "It is said that Miss Xiao specially made it for the Lord before. Zi Luo left before and rushed back to the sect just for this matter!"
"What else? Where is the Ziluo man?" Wu Xin asked rather hastily.
Wu Long's expression froze, and he responded with shame: "Zi Luo also said... This is made of rare deep-sea black iron as the main material. It is as strong as a hundred stones. It is a specially made high-grade weapon. It is called... the Bow of the Other Shore." After finishing speaking,
, put down this bow and left..."
After a pause, Wu Long explained hurriedly: "The person who came into contact with Zi Luo was a Xinwuwei. I tried to persuade him to stay, but... he didn't!"
"Well! You don't want to see me anymore? That's right... If it were me, I wouldn't want to see you either..."
Wu Xin murmured with a bitter smile, stretched out his hand to take the "Bow of the Other Shore", and looked at it...
The bow is as cold as ice, nearly three meters long, and weighs more than a hundred kilograms. The bow string is made of unknown silk. The whole body is dark and almost purple, the bow body is engraved with patterns, and the bow handle is shaped like a flower...the flower of the other side!
With its strength and weight alone, there are only a few people in the world who can use it. Without a strength of more than 25,000 kilograms, it is impossible to use it at all.
Many divine weapon-level bows and arrows do not have this strength and weight. They just lack spirituality and are not classified as divine weapons!
"You...have done so much for me. Can I...live up to your expectations?"
Stroking the cold bow, Wu Xin's cold heart gradually became restless and hot.
"I will take you throughout my life, through mountains and rivers. Until I can let you... live the life you want, so that no one dares to take any offense..."
Holding the bow tightly, Wu Xin looked at the "Bow of the Other Shore" and murmured in a firm tone, like an oath or a promise.
Thinking back to everything before, why did it happen?
Because of strength!
Because of power!
Liu, Wu Long, Hong Bo and everyone around them all looked at Wu Xin with bright eyes.
Before, everyone had been worried, fearing that the lord would be depressed. But at this time, what the lord needed was silence, not comfort and advice.
"Get up! You have always made small mistakes, but never big ones! This time there was no big mistake. The mistake was... you misestimated Buddhism! You overestimated Buddhism!"
Looking at Wen Renzhong who had been kneeling down to apologize for a long time, Wu Xin sighed secretly and finally spoke out.
After a pause, he looked to the southeast and murmured in a cold voice:
"What a Wang Shichong, what a Jiangdu County! Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!"
Such a large-scale attack and killing even reached not far from Wanjia City, alarming countless passers-by.
Now, one day has passed and there is still no official response.
It is impossible that the dignified Wang Shichong of Jiangdu County did not know about this matter. Without Wang Shichong's signal, the officials and soldiers in the surrounding cities would not remain silent, as if they had not heard of it.
Looking at Wu Long, Liu Shi, Feng Ya, Wei Peng, Wen Renzhong and others, Wu Xin looked serious and solemnly ordered:
"Bring all your money, except for supplementary personnel. Use your best efforts and abilities to buy all the food in Jiangdu City, Wanjia City, Dade City and other cities, no matter how much, no matter the price, buy as much as you can. If you have the ability,
, bribe the granary officials and buy out all the grain stored in the granary!"
"ah?!"
Everyone was stunned, what kind of order is this?!
How many people did Xinwuwei have, and how much food could they eat?
Even if everyone in Jurong County is included, they will definitely not be able to eat all the food in Jiangdu City in a few years, right? Even other cities will not be spared?!
"yes!"
Ms. Liu reacted the fastest. She couldn't help but straighten her body and responded solemnly.
Others reacted one after another, remembering the Lord's previous assertion...
Troubled times are coming, plus what you have seen along the way. If troubled times come, what is the most important?
food!
Nowadays, the troubled times have not yet appeared, the Sui Dynasty is still relatively stable, the remaining power is still strong, and the price of food has increased, but not significantly for the time being.
One kilogram of rice without sand is worth about one silver; one stone is one hundred and twenty kilograms.
Wu Xin spent nearly one million gold...
The third update is here, and it’s still a big chapter. Please vote for me!
ps: Don’t speculate based on modern psychology. In feudal society, agriculture was not developed, and the yield per mu was very low. In the prosperous times, the price of food was dozens of times what it is today, and rice was considered a luxury. In troubled times, it was normal to buy food at hundreds or thousands of times.
As a simple example, in the Northern and Southern Dynasties and the Sui Dynasty, the grain output per mu was about three hundred kilograms, and now it is about one thousand kilograms. In addition to natural disasters, the world's environment, etc...
Of course, this is just for everyone to understand.
