Suddenly, dark clouds enveloped the capital, and a drizzle began to fall.
The rain brought some coolness to the oppressive city. Shangshu Zhe looked out the window and worried about the light rain affecting the city's fire defense. Then he thought that there wasn't much to burn anyway, so it was better to use swords and guns. The capital lacked everything but people.
I thought about the rich and powerful people in the city who came to complain about their poverty and refused to pay for food, which made me irritated again. I was almost dead and still thinking about money and food. Sometimes I secretly wished that the city was broken and the rotten corpses had eaten all those bastards.
Of course, the thought of giving up on myself flashed across my mind.
The sound of water dripping from the eaves made the elderly Minister Zhe become angry and his eyes could not see clearly...
"Assassin! There is an assassin!"
Zhe Shangshu was irritated in his heart and heard someone shouting for an assassin. He vaguely saw several generals resting in the military headquarters pulling out their swords, and a strange figure approaching him.
The yamen was in chaos. Officials were rushing for their lives, and generals were roaring and fighting with weapons in hand!
Broken tiles fell from the roof, paper flew everywhere, floor tiles were shattered, and beams and columns were broken. The busy running messengers dismounted and looked blankly at the chaotic government office, not knowing what to do. Many officials suffered the aftermath and died tragically. From time to time, a few bullets flew out The attack hit houses across the street and shattered them.
A total of five people, four men and one woman, sneaked into the Yamen of the Ministry of War to carry out the assassination. Four tall and well-dressed men brandished weapons and beat the generals back. The Taoist nun in dark blue robes with a sinister face sneered and pounced on Shangshu Zhe!
Seeing that the ruthless Taoist nun was about to kill the Minister of War, another person hurriedly spoke to stop him.
"Leave him alive and take him out of the city! There are too many people..."
The Taoist nun sheathed her sword and reached out to grab Zhe Shangshu's neck. The old man struggled and fought. Suddenly his head was shaken and he was slapped. He felt dizzy and felt that the corner of his mouth was warm and his nostrils were bleeding. He was dragged and stumbled towards the door by the vicious Taoist nun.
He grabbed the old man's neck and sneered, threatening many masters and generals.
"Back off! Or I'll crush his neck!"
Many of the imperial military commanders and masters did not dare to come forward. The five men arrogantly took the minister hostage and walked outside the Yamen.
Zhe Shangshu's eyes were much clearer because of the rain. He could clearly see that one of them seemed to have gone out of business to work as a sweeper in the Yamen. He couldn't guess who these people were working for behind the scenes. The only thing he could be sure of was that they had been planning for a long time. Thinking of the recent crisis, they might have been arrested or killed. If you kill yourself, you may cause chaos in the city. After all, you are currently the highest minister.
He has ulterior motives and wants to kill everyone in the city...
"Hahaha~ Just wait to be eaten!"
The thief laughed arrogantly and ignored the people around him. He picked up the old man and prepared to use the magic weapon to fly away.
Just when the five people were about to escape, a sudden force of terror overwhelmed everyone present, making their legs tremble and unable to stand still. It seemed that a great terror was coming...
The incident happened suddenly, and the assassins were trembling and trying hard to support themselves, sweat dripping from their foreheads.
The sound of horse hooves was particularly obvious in the drizzle.
The tall, armored black horse walked slowly, its hooves clattering on the bluestone pavement washed clean by the rain. Sitting on the horse's back was a figure dressed in white... a witch with long horns and pointed ears.
The power is terrifying.
Bai Yujun didn't pay attention to the assassin or anyone else. He stared curiously at the Yamen that was different from what he remembered. The broken house and heavy casualties were like ruins after an earthquake. The plaque fell to the ground with a bang at exactly this moment.
Lead clouds are blowing, drizzle is cold, dragons follow the clouds, and wind and rain follow them unconsciously and instinctively when traveling.
He slowly turned over and dismounted, and finally his eyes fell on the old man who was being held hostage. He walked closer step by step, with a playful expression on his face, maybe he thought it was interesting.
The ruthless Taoist nun's eyes flashed with cruelty, and her claws tried hard to crush the old man's throat!
"Well……"
A piece of pale severed hand fell to the ground with a clatter. The Taoist nun's eyes were wide open and she endured the pain. She gritted her teeth and stared at the strange witch. She didn't give in when she met a strong person. This showed that she was usually a ruthless person.
Without even raising his head, a certain old man opened his storage bag and pulled out an oil-paper umbrella.
Holding the oil-paper umbrella in hand, I thought for a while.
Suddenly he put away the paper umbrella and did not intend to do business. Some people can do business and some cannot. It is a matter of principle. Even hawkers have their own glory.
"magic?"
Suddenly asking a question, the five people looked ferocious and wanted to rebel.
In vain, the Taoist nun stared at the paper umbrella and remembered an ancient legend that has been circulating for a long time. On a rainy day, a girl in white sells umbrellas. If you buy an umbrella, you will live. Those who refuse will not. The white dragon demon king!
"You...you are the White Dragon Demon Emperor!"
Suddenly, everyone in the surrounding court took a step back, and for a moment it seemed like raindrops paused in the air.
Moubai neither denies nor bothers to admit that they are just a few remnants of demonic cultivators. No matter what kind of skills they practice and how deep the disguise is, they can't block the aura of demonic skills. This makes sense. The assassination of the capital's defense commander plunged the city into chaos. , in a way, rotten corpses have the same goal as monsters, they always want to destroy everything like a psychosis.
"Tell me where your devil is. Last time we went to Southern Wilderness, one of them was killed and the other seriously injured by our Demon King. Now I really want to talk to him about some reason."
One sentence set off a thousand waves, the demons, one was killed by the Demon King and the other was seriously injured...
Zhe Shangshu and other people who know the world of cultivation clearly know that the Demon King is equivalent to the Mahayana cultivation level. He is the top being in the world. One of them was killed by the Demon Emperor and the other was seriously injured. So the monsters killed a terrifying demon?
Suddenly, the five people who were unable to move under the pressure of their momentum used the Blood Demon Kung Fu, and their cultivation levels skyrocketed. The four of them pounced on Bai Yujun, intending to cover the ruthless fake Taoist nun's escape!
The cold light flashed, and five translucent spiritual straight knives pierced the hearts of the five people with a pop. They fell into the mud and died with their eyes closed. The blood and rainwater mixed with each other and flowed into the ditch on the roadside. They died immediately after taking action.
The black horse shook his head and snorted, feeling that the five people were not as smart as the black horse.
Zhe Shangshu, who was supported by his men, was stunned. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and arranged his clothes, trying to make himself look less miserable and try his best to maintain the dignity of the Yan Kingdom court.
"Zhe Changgong, Minister of the Ministry of War, has met the Demon Emperor. Thank you... for the rescue."
A thank you is really a mixed bag of emotions and a lot of helplessness.
"You have the final say in the city now?"
"Yes, Zhe is currently in charge of the city's defense, and Xiaoxiao made a sneak attack to destroy the Yamen. Please ask the Demon Emperor to come and discuss it in detail."
Bai Yujun wandered around to change places to discuss with the minister who stayed in the city, discussing how to solve the crisis of the siege, supply food and grass for the demon army, and make arrangements for all the trivial matters that followed the siege.
The demon army does not eat rice, noodles, fish or meat, and snakes do not eat grass. Although the logistics carry a lot of supplies, they can save what they can.
There are fish ponds, chicken farms and other sideline farms in the snake demon territory. It is not a problem to provide food for the demon soldiers. In fact, as long as you work hard and use professional methods to raise enough chickens, ducks and fish to eat, the Central Plains can create enough nutritious food instead of eating chaff every day. Swallow vegetables, eat oil and water to be strong and win the battle.
Who can beat me by eating semolina cakes all day long?
Moubai focused on food supplies and military expenditures. Chickens, ducks, and fish might be in short supply for the Yan Kingdom court, but money would definitely be needed, so he could take the opportunity to extort some other benefits.
While Bai Yujun was negotiating with the representatives of the Yan Kingdom court, the demon army outside the city gnawed down a large number of rotting corpses, quickly retreated before the tide of corpses gathered, and used gunpowder to disperse the corpses.
The demon army retreated to the ridge to rest, and the green wheat fields of the wasteland were covered with gray stumps and broken arms, and a thick stench filled the sky.
