During the march a few days ago, Qin Lixiang couldn't sleep in the camp and couldn't sleep for several nights.
I felt really tired tonight, and accidentally fell asleep while enjoying the dance in the big tent.
When he opened his eyes, he found that the prince was gone, the general was gone, the dancers and musicians were gone, and he was the only one left in the whole tent.
Where did they go?
When we arrived outside the camp, the guards in front of the door were also gone.
The entire camp was filled with mist and silence, as if there was no one around.
Walking to the front gate of the camp, Qin Lixiang finally saw two sergeants squatting on the ground, seemingly looking for something.
Qin Lixiang had a bad temper. He had never fought in a war and did not understand military affairs. He was the second son of the right minister of the Ministry of War, and he had the rank of general in the army.
He treats the sergeants as his own servants and beats and scolds them frequently. Today he met two ignorant people, so naturally he cannot spare them.
Qin Lixiang picked up the riding crop from his waist and whipped it at a sergeant.
The horse whip hit the sergeant, and the sergeant slowly turned around.
"It turns out to be General Qin." The sergeant looked blank.
"When you see the general, don't you know how to salute?" Qin Lixiang whipped him again.
The whip hit the sergeant in the face, but the sergeant didn't even blink.
He looked straight at Qin Lixiang expressionlessly.
What does he see me doing?
Why is he dissatisfied?
Qin Lixiang was a little panicked. He looked around and saw only a thick night fog, but no one else.
"What are you doing here?" Qin Lixiang shouted, firstly to be brave, and secondly to call people.
No one around responded, but the sergeant slowly stood up.
"We're looking for something here."
Another sergeant also stood up: "There is an old man who says he has lost his hand. Let's help him look for it. General, have you seen his hand?"
"What hand? What do you mean?" Qin Lixiang took a few steps back and suddenly felt someone behind him touch his knee, almost causing him to fall to the ground.
Looking back, he saw another sergeant squatting at his feet.
"Who are you?" Qin Lixiang was frightened, lost his riding whip, and wanted to draw his sword.
The sergeant also stood up: "They helped me find something, but I couldn't find it with my hands. General, did you see it?"
The sergeant hugged Qin Lixiang from behind.
Qin Lixiang was horrified, his hands and feet were numb with fear, and he could not draw out his sword.
Two sergeants on the opposite side slowly walked over: "My hand is also missing. I don't know where it fell. General, please help me find it."
"And my hand."
"General, where are my hands?"
"General, why do you still have your hand? General, why can't I find my hand?"
A sergeant grabbed Qin Lixiang's arm and dragged him hard.
Qin Lixiang wailed and became more or less awake under the severe pain.
He saw the thick fog around him dissipating, and wailing sounds rising one after another.
He saw many sergeants shouting and running around. There were many people surrounding the sergeant, blocking him in all directions.
They were men and women, old and young, some were wearing short robes, some were wearing common clothes, and some were only wrapped in a rag.
They caught the sergeant and surrounded him, tearing and struggling.
Qin Lixiang struggled desperately, and the old man with only one arm hugged his neck tightly.
Many more people gathered together. Who are they?
A group of people gathered and surrounded Qin Lixiang.
They are not fast and their movements are very stiff, but they have no fear or consequences, and they just fight with all their strength.
During the siege of everyone, Qin Lixiang's wailing became weaker and weaker and gradually disappeared.
Hong Huaxiao stood in a corner of the camp and looked at Shi Cheng beside him: "The underworld has left the underworld. Is this in compliance with the rules?"
Shi Cheng smiled and said: "It's hard to say in Daxuan. In this place, there are some rules that you shouldn't care too much about."
"Where do these dead souls come from?"
"They are all miserable people. In Qiancheng Kingdom, there are particularly many miserable people. The old man starved to death while the old woman guarding the old man's body also starved to death.
The beautiful girl was beaten to death by the officers for protecting a mouthful of food, and the young man was beaten to death by the officers for saving the girl."
Hong Huaxiao sighed and said, "Are they here voluntarily?"
"It's not just voluntary, it's all done by competition," Shi Cheng said, looking at the thousands of dead souls. "The dead souls of Qiancheng will be reborn in Qiancheng in the next life. They are miserable people in this life. If they take the road of hardship and reincarnate, they will still be the same in the next life."
Poor people,
I have issued a reward in the underworld. Anyone who comes to participate in the war can at least walk on the road of hundreds of lives. Those who dare to kill the enemy can take the road of worry-free reincarnation. If they kill more than ten enemies, walk on the road of gold and jade, and be born into a wealthy family in the next life!"
There was a sound of fighting in the distance, and many sergeants gathered together to try to counterattack.
Hong Huaxiao said: "Let these dead souls go, they don't know how to fight, and they can't stop the army."
Shi Cheng shook his head and said, "Miss Hong, can your witches be able to stop you?"
After speaking, Shi Cheng looked at the tower next to him.
Yang Wu stood in the upper room of the tower and cast a spell.
Wherever the talisman fell, Yin Qi flew up.
The dead soul that had absorbed enough Yin Qi expanded its body, roared, and rushed towards the sergeant on the opposite side.
They had never fought before and their movements were very clumsy.
They are possessed by the body specially made by Yinsi. They have strength, but they also know pain.
If they get hit by a knife, they will be injured, and their souls may even be destroyed.
But not a single soul gave up, and they all rushed forward.
Shi Cheng took a deep breath and said: "They were at the mercy of others during their lifetime and turned into dead souls. Finally, they fought for themselves!"
Hong Huaxiao sighed and said: "Everyone is dead, but we still have to fight."
Shi Cheng smiled and said: "It is a blessing to have someone lead them to fight. Ma Changshi leads a living person to fight, so why not let the dead souls fight for their fate?"
After saying that, Shi Cheng rushed forward with more than thirty underworld practitioners.
Although there were many sergeants in the Shenzheng camp, they maintained their usual fighting strength. Seeing the evil ghosts, the sergeants had already begun to think about retreating.
There is still no one in command of the key army, and the whereabouts of General Zhang Shida and other generals are unknown.
The ghosts were fighting in the front, while the underworld cultivators used the technique of tens of thousands of punishments against the rear of the Shenzheng camp army.
Under the spell of Dang, the power of the Ten Thousand Punishment Technique is extremely astonishing. First, the sharp blades fly, and then the metal rains down.
After a round of techniques, the Shenzheng camp's military formation collapsed instantly. Although less than 20% of the soldiers were killed or injured, the remaining soldiers had no intention of fighting anymore and just ran for their lives.
Outside the camp, there was a vast mist. The escaped sergeants wandered around in the mist and returned to the camp.
The shaman cultivators have set up the ecstasy array.
Seeing that the evil spirits were coming up again, several captains rushed to the front, pulled out their swords, threw them to the ground, fell to their knees, and shouted loudly: "Spare my life, we are surrendering!"
The generals were missing, and the captains were the highest-ranking officers. With them setting an example, the sergeants surrendered immediately and unequivocally.
When the war completely subsided, Shi Cheng recalled all the ghosts and went to the underworld to wait for Xu Zhiqiong to send him his meritorious deeds.
Naturally, this battle was not in vain. The ghosts who participated in the battle would give birth to good families in the next life, and the underworld cultivators who participated in the battle had meritorious deeds.
Hei Wuchang Dai Huiqin said from the side: "Does this count as a private exchange with the judge?"
Shi Cheng was silent for a moment, then turned around and said with a smile, "Speak if you feel itchy."
Dai Huiqin lowered her head and said, "It doesn't itch."
I was worried about the implementation process, but Xu Zhiqiong made up his mind at that time. Even if something happened, Xu Zhiqiong was willing to take care of it himself.
"Brother Shi, listen to me. In Qiancheng Kingdom, we must use some means outside the rules, otherwise we will not be able to fight them."
Brother, fight them to the end.
As long as it's for the sake of justice, my brother will accompany you to fight them.
…
Hong Zhenkang opened his eyes and found that he was locked in a room with no windows, no lights, and only a little light seeping through the crack in the door.
This is his most fearful scene.
He was imprisoned by Yuan Chengfeng for nearly twenty years. Every time he woke up in the cell, it was a scene like this.
He closed his eyes, pinched his thighs, and slapped his face, hoping this was just a nightmare.
But this is not a dream, the darkness in front of me has never changed.
Hong Zhenkang cried loudly and howled for half an hour. Hong Huaxiao came to the door and comforted him softly: "King Lu, please stop crying. If you cry again, I will cut your nose."
King Lu immediately stopped crying.
Hong Huaxiao said: "You don't have to be sad. Just follow my instructions these days, and I will naturally let you go."
…
Two days later, Hong Juncheng received a letter from Hong Zhenkang.
There are roughly two contents in the letter. The first is that the tax collection in Xiezhou went smoothly and 60% of the land tax has been collected successfully.
The second is that the army is short of food and grass, and we sincerely ask the court to supply food and grass.
Hong Juncheng put down the letter and frowned.
He called the Minister of War: "How many days of food and grass did Shenzheng camp prepare before going out?"
"Prepare two months of food and grass."
Two months of food and grass is not enough?
Hong Juncheng raised his sword eyebrows and murmured to himself: "What is Hong Zhenkang going to do?"
Qin Yan stood aside silently.
He wanted to carefully observe Hong Juncheng's movements to see if he had any intention of leaving Shenlin City.