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Daxia, border.
It has been several months since Yin Wuyou returned to the Ten Kingdoms Continent.
The demon army that invaded the mainland of the Ten Kingdoms was trapped in the Wei capital by the Ten Kingdoms, and was cut off from retreat due to the appearance of Zhou Shu, and was eventually wiped out.
Since then, the ten continents have temporarily returned to their previous calm, but beneath the calm waters, all countries are intensively developing their armaments.
Back then, Yin Wuyou said in front of the kings of other countries that the weapons of the Great Xia Forging and Arms Division were open to all countries. As long as they gave enough money, any country could purchase the weapons of the Great Xia Forging and Arms Division.
In the past few months, the orders received by the Daxia Casting Division have exceeded those in previous years.
As a member of the Great Xia Casting and Arms Division, Yin Wuyou is naturally very busy.
But being busy has its benefits. If she hadn't been busy, she was afraid that she would miss Zhou Shu to the point of going crazy!
"Da Sikong, the three thousand hundred-refined ring-shou swords have been counted and delivered to Daliang."
A middle-aged man in his forties said respectfully to Yin Wuyou.
Zhang Yibei never thought that at this age, he could be so successful.
Thinking back to the time when he and the prince made soldiers together, he still felt as if it was yesterday.
At that time, he was just a soldier-making apprentice, and the prince was also a soldier-making apprentice.
In the past, he only dared to think that one day he could become a real armorer and change his own destiny.
But the more contact he had, the farther away he felt from the Weapon Master.
When he was ready to be an ordinary weapon-forging apprentice for the rest of his life, a pie fell from the sky. He was appointed as the head of Workshop Zero, responsible for coordinating the casting of all standard weapons in the Daxia Forging Department!
In name, he is the principal, but his power is definitely much greater than that of the principal.
From an ordinary Weapon Casting Apprentice to becoming the top boss among the 108 workshops of the Great Xia Weapon Casting Department, Zhang Yibei knew that all of this was because he once served the prince!
What he has to do now is to do the job well. His Majesty and Da Sikong let him be the leader for the sake of the prince, so he cannot embarrass the prince.
"Okay."
Yin Wuyou nodded, "The five thousand swords that Great Qin wants will speed up the progress of the workshop. Everyone has worked hard these days. The salary of the weapon-making apprentices will be increased by 50%."
"Thank you, Da Sikong."
Zhang Yibei said seriously.
He was about to report on the workshop's consumption and profits, when suddenly a man rushed in.
"Your Highness, please return to Beijing quickly!"
The person who came was Ma Fengzhang, the commander-in-chief of the Divine Catcher Division. After the Ten Kingdoms' martial arts exercises, Daxia was short of manpower. Now that Yin Wuyou is traveling to various countries to discuss weapons business, Ma Fengzhang personally leads the escort.
Ma Fengzhang's third-level martial arts cultivation was already very strong in those days, but now, Yin Wuyou is already a first-level martial artist, and he is still a third-level martial artist...
That is to say, he has rich experience in the world. Otherwise, he really doesn't know who is protecting whom when he is protecting Yin Wuyou.
"What happened in the capital?"
Yin Wuyou said somewhat unexpectedly.
"The members of the Demon God Cult gathered at the border of our country, Daxia, and wanted to attack our country, Daxia."
Ma Fengzhang said in a deep voice, "There is an army of the Demon God Sect a hundred miles away from us. We must leave here as soon as possible!"
They came to the border this time to deliver a batch of weapons to Daliang. There were only a few thousand troops accompanying them, but they could not stop those crazy Demon God Cult members.
"Demon God Cult?"
Yin Wuyou frowned, "Are they those beasts that believe in monsters and beasts that have appeared recently?"
"It's them."
Ma Fengzhang said, "Actually, the Demon God Cult has always existed. In the past, our demon slayer army existed to deal with them. However, countries did not pay enough attention to it before. I did not expect that the Demon God Cult has secretly accumulated such power."
"A month ago, they had captured three cities in the Wei Dynasty and gathered a million troops! Now that they have shown their claws to our Daxia, things may be a little troublesome."
Ma Fengzhang's expression was very solemn.
If it was before the Ten Kingdoms martial arts show, even if the Demon God Sect had millions of troops, Daxia would not be afraid at all.
However, during the Ten Kingdoms Exercise, all the elites of the three armies of Great Xia entered the battlefield of the Ten Kingdoms Exercise and never came back.
Nowadays, the entire Great Xia may not be able to gather a million-strong army. Facing the Demon God Sect, they may not have much advantage.
"Your Majesty has dispatched troops. Your Majesty, we must leave the border as soon as possible, otherwise we will be surrounded by the army of the Demon God Cult——"
Before Ma Fengzhang finished speaking, he saw a column of smoke rising into the sky in the distance, and then the ground was already shaking.
"Not good!"
Ma Fengzhang's expression changed drastically, "Protect His Highness!"
He shouted, in the distance, the army of the Demon God Sect had already appeared in the field of vision.
The Demon God Cult, which believes in demon gods, colludes with the demon beasts of the Ten Kingdoms Continent. In the distance, this army of the Demon God Cult has people riding on the demon beasts, waving weapons, completely combining the advantages of humans in using weapons, and the demon beasts.
The strengths are combined together.
This is the Monster Cavalry!
The combat effectiveness is much stronger than the normal armies of the ten countries!
"In front are the people from the Daxia Casting and Weapons Division, kill them all and take away the weapons!"
The sound of shouting came from afar.
No matter how slow Yin Wuyou reacts, he has already understood that this army of the Demon God Sect is coming for them!
The purpose is to rob the weapons they transport for delivery to other countries!
"Hmph, do you really think that our Daxia Casting Arms Division is a soft persimmon?"
Yin Wuyou snorted coldly, and with a clang, the Shadow Bearing Sword was unsheathed.
"Commander Ma, let's fight."
Yin Wuyou said calmly, she was someone who had experienced the martial arts performances of the Ten Kingdoms, and she had seen the biggest scenes. The army of the Demon God Sect could not scare her at all!
Ma Fengzhang's expression was solemn. It was too late to retreat now, so he could only fight to the death.
The Demon God Cult army on the opposite side numbers over ten thousand, more than twice as many as them. This time, I'm afraid it will be trouble.
Ma Fengzhang unsheathed his sword and said, "Your Highness, something is wrong. Please put yourself first and protect yourself!"
Yin Wuyou is a first-level martial artist. If she wants to leave, the other party will not be able to keep her.
"In my country, there are no cowards who run away without a fight."
Yin Wuyou said calmly, "Commander Ma, in the demon world, we have fought against an army of demon beasts that is ten times our size. With how many people there are, we will definitely be able to defeat them!"
Ma Fengzhang smiled bitterly, can it be compared like this?
The human armies in the demon world are the elites of all countries, not to mention that they are led by famous generals from all countries.
This is not to mention that the monster Wangye is holding the battle.
Where are they now?
It's just an ordinary army. He, Ma Fengzhang, is not good at leading troops in battle. The enemy army on the opposite side is more cunning than the army of monsters.
There is no chance of winning at all.
"Let's fight."
After all, there is no other way now.
Looking at the approaching demon god army, a look of determination flashed across Ma Fengzhang's face.
The thousands of troops behind them also drew their swords from their sheaths, and even Zhang Yibei held a sword in his hand.
However, most of these thousands of troops are ordinary soldiers who have never entered the rank. Even if they try to stay calm, they still tremble slightly when facing the members of the Demon God Sect who are riding monsters to kill them.
"Go to hell!"
Yin Wuyou's body swayed, he flew into the sky, and with a flick of his wrist, thousands of sword lights shot out, spanning a distance of tens of feet, and landed in the army of the Demon God Cult.
"Pfft——"
For a moment, flesh and blood flew, and countless members of the Demon God Sect fell off the back of the demon beast.
Zhang Yibei and others are all refreshed. The enemy is also a mortal body, so he is not invincible.
"Kill!"
Ma Fengzhang roared, followed closely, and also rushed into the enemy's army.
"Puff, puff —"
The sound of the blade entering flesh was heard, and when the two sides collided, countless figures fell down.
Among those who fell were people from the Demon God Sect and people from the Great Xia Army.
All in all, those who died more should be those in the Daxia army.
This is also normal. Although the people of the Demon God Sect are not necessarily high-level warriors, they have monster beasts under their crotches. The monster beasts have rough skin and thick flesh, and are extremely powerful, posing a huge threat to the Daxia army.
Fortunately, there are Yin Wuyou, a first-level martial artist, and Ma Fengzhang, a third-level martial artist. They have borne most of the pressure. Otherwise, the Daxia army would have been dispersed in one fell swoop.
"Boom——"
Yin Wuyou once again killed dozens of monsters. At this time, two figures with powerful auras suddenly flew out from behind. There were actually first-class martial arts in the Demon God Sect!
"Haha, Princess Daxia, just surrender and follow us back to serve the leader. You might even be able to become the wife of our leader. Otherwise, when we catch you——"
"Death!"
Before they could finish their words, Yin Wuyou counterattacked.
Yin Wuyou's face was filled with anger. As he swung the Shadow Bearing Sword, the sharp sword light was about to cut into pieces the first-level martial arts of the two demon gods.
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. Don't blame us later for not being compassionate!"
The two first-level martial artists from the Demon God Sect were furious and started to fight back.
Although Yin Wuyou is a first-level martial artist, with one against two, she cannot spare any effort to help the Daxia army below.
Seeing people in the Daxia army falling down one after another, she was angry and anxious.
"Commander Ma, you retreat first! I'll stop them!"
Yin Wuyou said loudly.
"You have crossed the river like a mud Buddha, and you cannot protect yourself."
The two first-level martial artists from the Demon God Sect laughed loudly, "If you surrender obediently and become the wife of the leader of the Demon God Sect, you will be one of your own, and you will naturally be able to survive!"
"Presumptuous!"
Ma Fengzhang shouted, "You are looking for death!"
"If you dare to offend me, Daxia, you will not be afraid of the return of my Daxia Zhennan King——"
"King of Daxia Zhennan? Haha, I'm so scared."
The two first-level martial artists from the Demon God Sect besieged Yin Wuyou while laughing wildly, "Let him come over, Grandpa, I can't kill him!"
"You deserve to die!"
Yin Wuyou was extremely angry, and the sword light became more intense.
At this moment, a large army suddenly appeared again on a mountain in the distance.
The army rides on monster beasts, is dressed in colorful costumes, and has masks on its face, which is exactly what the Demon God Sect wears.
Yin Wuyou and Ma Fengzhang's hearts sank, there is still something!
This time, it’s really troublesome.
On the top of the mountain, the leader of the Demon God Sect was groveling next to a three-foot-tall tiger demon. On the back of the tiger demon, a little girl about one or two years old, wearing a fiery red dress, was sitting there.
In her hand, she was holding a fruit that was almost as big as her little head, and she was happily chewing it.
"Big Painted Face, are you almost arriving in the capital of Daxia?"
Your little girl is none other than Xiao Yuer.
"When we return to the princess, we will see the border of Daxia in front of us. Once we enter the border of Daxia, we will have to walk another four to five thousand miles to reach the capital of Daxia."
The leader of the Demon God Sect bent over and said cautiously, "But we have to fight all the way. If you don't take action, Princess, it may take longer."
"There seems to be a Daxia princess in the Daxia army in front. If she can be captured alive, she may be able to threaten the Daxia Emperor."
The leader of the Demon God Sect said, "However, her cultivation is not weaker than that of her subordinates, and they are not sure of capturing her alive. If the princess takes action——"
"The King of Daxia Zhennan is also a loser. If he dares to come, I will slap him to death."
Arrogant laughter came from the distance, and Xiao Yuer suddenly raised her head.
"Big painted face, I just thought I heard someone calling Zhennan King, right?"
Xiao Yu'er stood up on the tiger demon's back, stood on tiptoes and looked forward.
The light flickered in the distance, like fighting. Her eyes fell on Yin Wuyou, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Mother!"
Xiao Yuer cheered, and with a flash of light, her figure suddenly disappeared.
The face of the leader of the Demon God Sect changed. For some reason, he felt a very bad feeling in his heart.
"Boom——"
Yin Wuyou stood in front of the sword, but was knocked back several feet by the attack power of two first-level martial arts. His blood boiled and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You are no match for us. If you don't want to suffer more, you should give up the struggle."
The first-level martial artist from the Demon God Sect laughed loudly.
"Being a concubine to the King of Zhennan in Daxia is not as satisfying as being the wife of a leader?"
"You deserve to die!"
Yin Wuyou bit his teeth and said angrily.
"Mother!"
Yin Wuyou was about to move forward when suddenly her vision went dark and she felt someone hugging her legs.
I was startled, and when I looked down, I saw a little man hugging my legs, raising his head, staring straight at me with a pair of big star-like eyes.
"Mother!"
The villain opened his mouth and shouted, and Yin Wuyou was immediately confused.
"What did you call me?"
Yin Wuyou stammered a little.
"Mother."
Xiao Yu'er said seriously, "Dad showed me what my mother looks like. Xiao Yu'er has a good memory. You are my mother!"
"Mother, why are you vomiting blood? Is someone bullying you?"
When Xiao Yu'er saw the blood on the corner of Yin Wuyou's mouth, her face suddenly became angry.
"I remembered that someone was just shouting that they wanted to kill King Zhennan. My father is King Zhennan. It's you who want to kill my father and bully my mother!"
Xiao Yu'er looked back at the two first-level martial artists from the Demon God Sect, and said angrily, "Unforgivable!"
The first-level martial artist from the Demon God Sect was already frightened, "No, we don't have one, County——"
Before she finished her sentence, she saw Xiao Yuer waving her fist and hitting the heads of two first-level martial artists.
The two demon gods who were so arrogant just now were smashed into pieces of flesh and blood like porcelain, and they died with their eyes open!