"It's good to still be here."
Suddenly, an old man's voice came from the front. Li Xin turned around and saw that Zhang Zhiwei had moved in front of him.
"Let's go and gather the remaining people from Dashun."
Zhang Zhiwei came to Li Xin, snatched him up, and headed down the mountain. As he moved, he said to this man, "The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is here. He promises that as long as you surrender, everything can be forgotten."
"Countless Dashun soldiers died because of me, how can I face them?"
"You might as well kill me, woohoo!"
Li Xin's voice was choked as he was being carried like a useless person, and his tone was low and hoarse, with endless sadness.
Zhang Zhiwei immediately judged that this person obviously had no courage to live after this battle.
"You are still useful, so you can't die."
Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and said truthfully.
He would not really let this person get his wish. Li Xin's status in the Dashun court was extraordinary, and he was very suitable to come forward to gather the defeated soldiers at this time.
"No, you should kill me. I regret now why I was greedy for life and afraid of death. If I had died in the capital yesterday, none of this would have happened."
Seeing the lumps of charcoal sitting on the ground from time to time along the way, Li Xin, knowing that these were intruders who had been electrocuted to death, only felt grief-stricken.
"I will be in front of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty immediately. Now I will give you three breaths of time to consider whether to gather the defeated soldiers. After that time, Ming Dynasty will not take any prisoners."
Zhang Zhiwei didn't want to talk to Li Xin as the two of them were almost arriving at Zhu Cilang's location.
"one."
He counted and saw that the person had already jumped several tens of feet away.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
At this time, there were more and more corpses of the Dashun soldiers. Looking at the increasingly miserable death of the Dashun soldiers, Li Xin couldn't control his expression and cried again.
"Crying counts as time, two!"
Zhang Zhiwei read again, his tone already a little impatient, and at the same time he opened his mouth to shout again.
"Yes, I do!"
But before Zhang Zhiwei could actually count to three, Li Xin immediately held back his tears and shouted quickly, "I am willing to gather the remnant troops of Dashun for the Ming Emperor. I only ask that His Majesty the Ming Emperor keep his word!"
At this time, the two of them had arrived at the location of Zhu Cilang, who was standing there, and Zhu Cilang happened to hear Li Xin's shout.
"Okay, I never break my promise, just go ahead!"
Zhu Cilang and Zhang Zhiwei looked at each other and smiled, and then Zhang Zhiwei untied Li Xin's acupoint.
After Li Xin's acupuncture point was unblocked, he went to gather the remnants of the army. Only then did Zhang Zhiwei and Zhu Cilang have the intention to sit there and meditate to restore the Qi in their bodies.
At this time, the two of them realized the benefits of homotopic fusion.
Although the two of them were sitting meditating and practicing Qi, they were actually communicating through group chat in their minds.
At this moment, the two of them had already started talking in the group chat.
Zhang Zhiwei lv33: This fusion, I have upgraded to a level. Although Qi has been used a lot, the essence of my cultivation has improved.
Zhu Cilang lv05: There are so many benefits of fusion. Even I have been promoted to level three and reached level five. Now I feel that this kind of power should be invincible in the Ming Dynasty. Of course, this kind of invincibility cannot be regarded as the Heavenly Master. The Heavenly Master is invincible.
Zhu Cilang did not have the airs of an emperor in his words, but he respected Zhang Zhiwei's words very much.
Zhang Zhiwei lv33: Still invincible in the world, if you dare to expand, you might get an enemy from the sky one day.
Zhu Cilang lv05: Hahaha, anyway, now I feel like I can kill ten of my previous selves with one punch. So if the Wu family comes today, I will punch every one of them without hesitation.
Zhang Zhiwei lv33: Level 5 should be the level of Huajin. After all, you had just entered Anjin for the first time, and you were only at level two. You couldn't beat Li Xin, he was Huajin.
Zhu Cilang lv05: No matter what, I got this promotion for nothing because of you.
Zhang Zhiwei lv33: Through this fusion, I also feel that the maximum life span has also been increased. Originally it was only 120 years old, but now I can live at least 125 years old. It seems that fusion is indeed the sum of advantages. Plus one is greater than two!
Zhu Cilang lv05: It seems that the fusion also integrates the origin. My young life span has repaired your old life span.
Zhang Zhiwei lv33: It should be so. Five more years, which cannot be exchanged for any amount of treasures.
Zhu Cilang lv05: It turns out that this is the reason why the Luotian Festival is held in the original work. When the plot begins in 2015, Heavenly Master, you are one hundred and fifteen years old, and your lifespan is only one hundred and twenty years old. It’s time to confirm the candidate for the next Heavenly Master.
Zhang Zhiwei lv33: Yes, it is difficult for one person to achieve immortality in this world. Otherwise, there would not be such a technique to pursue immortality as the third level of reversal of life.
Zhu Cilang lv05: So what are your next plans?
Zhang Zhiwei lv33: You first pacify the Ming Dynasty, and then take each step step by step. I will gradually shift some of the resources of the Tianshi Mansion to the Ming Dynasty, and develop the Ming Dynasty first.
Zhu Cilang lv05: Yes, you are still just a person below one person. Maybe one day you will come to a higher world. At that time, the opportunities may be greater. But in all of this, you still need to have the strength to grasp the changes. What a strong opportunity.
Zhang Zhiwei lv33: Let’s take it one step at a time. No one can predict the future.
While the two were adjusting their breath and recovering while discussing within the group, Li Xin had already gathered the remaining soldiers and returned in defeat.
The defeated remnants of the army will pour out from all directions, numbering at least close to 10,000 or 20,000, like a tide, with Li Xin taking the lead.
"Li Guo of Dashun, leading the defeated generals of Dashun's remnants, begged for surrender to the Ming Dynasty's Imperial Preceptor and the Ming Emperor!"
Li Xin looked respectful and knelt down before the two people who were meditating.
"The defeated general of Dashun's remnant army begged for surrender to the Ming Imperial Preceptor and the Ming Emperor!"
A group of ragged Dashun officers and soldiers also knelt down to the two figures in front of them.
These people may not know Zhu Cilang, who is wearing a dragon robe, but most of them definitely know Zhang Zhiwei, who just moved across the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people, calling the wind, rain, and thunder.
Faced with this terrifying existence like gods and demons, even though there are still close to ten thousand of them, no one has the idea of taking action.
"Okay, very good. Seeing that you are so sensible, I will forgive your sins."
Zhu Cilang stood up at this time and said to everyone, "Get up."
But after he finished speaking, Li Xin, who called himself Li Guo, did not even look at the Ming Emperor and continued to kneel down and remain motionless.
Seeing that the situation was about to reach a stalemate, Zhu Cilang looked at Zhang Zhiwei and smiled bitterly. Zhang Zhiwei responded with a smile and stood up immediately, but his voice and look suddenly became stern.
"The thunder I summoned to defeat you and others was the result of the combined efforts of His Majesty and I. If you continue to be disrespectful to His Majesty the Emperor, you must have lost your true life and have a way to die!"
