The barbarian soldiers retreated, and the news of the end of the Winter War quickly spread on the Great Wall of Righteousness, causing cheers to burst out.
In Wanren Mountain's Weiwu Mansion, Han Qingzhu looked at the military officers in front of him who were applying to restore the normal operation of the Great Wall. He raised his pen and put it down again. This soldier, who had been in charge of Wanren Mountain for decades and was decisive in killing, was a rare sight. There was indecision.
The operation of the Great Wall of Righteousness consumes a lot of luck every moment, so at the end of the battle, it is also necessary to reduce the operating intensity of the Great Wall of Righteousness.
Just at this moment, do you want to agree?
Xiao Qi, who was sorting out the files submitted from various places, saw Han Qingzhu's appearance and asked curiously: "Military Minister, what's wrong?"
"So weird!"
Han Qingzhu shook his head slightly: "Mordan is too anxious to end the Winter War."
"I have been fighting with him for decades and know him very well. He wishes that winter would never end. Even if there is no war, he will station troops at the border. He will not withdraw his troops and return until spring comes."
"Now he actually agreed to give up seven days to deliver frontline supplies!"
"This is abnormal!"
Xiao Qi hesitated for a moment: "Could it be that they are retreating and will come back? Impossible! A small force is understandable, but a large army is pressing forward again and there is no way to hide it."
"After all, there is a thousand-mile wide buffer zone for fighting between Manyuan and the North!"
Han Qingzhu also hesitated and said: "That's why I hesitated."
Xiao Qi thought for a while: "In my humble opinion, is it because the Barbarian God has fallen that he wants to go back to protect his own interests? After all, the Barbarians are different from our human race, each of them still looks after their own tribe!"
"It's possible!" Han Qingzhu nodded. It's the most reasonable explanation at the moment, but...
"Where's the tower bone?"
From the beginning of the war, Tagu's figure has been vaguely visible. Until now, Mordan has withdrawn, and Tagu has disappeared.
"What is he planning?"
…
Manyuan.
The mighty barbarian army is slowly marching towards the north. The huge barbarian beasts in the center are pulling the luxurious and wide golden tents to follow the army.
In the golden tent, Mordan tore off a piece of roasted barbarian meat. He didn't care about the oil and water flowing downwards. He looked at a barbarian king kneeling in front of him and said, "Go back and tell A Gu that his request is for you." The Emperor has already done it!”
"If he can succeed and be promoted to Barbarian God, I hope he can remember his promise!"
The barbarian king crossed his arms and pressed it on his chest: "Your Majesty, please rest assured. Our Great Khan has said that the Ilisa Tribe and the Mordan Tribe are good brothers who have known each other for generations."
"Go." Mordan nodded: "Tell A Gu that I am eager to hear the good news about his becoming a god!"
"I think the lord in Golden Tent City is also waiting for such news."
"Yes!" The Barbarian King bowed respectfully again and exited the golden tent.
Watching the other party leave, Mordan put down the bone club in his hand, and a coquettish barbarian woman showed up next to Mordan.
"My priest, tell me, is my choice right?"
The barbarian girl bent down, poured a glass of milk wine for Mordan, and handed it to Mordan.
"Great Khan, the Tower Bone Emperor is on the verge of becoming a god. Do you still need to pay favors to a future barbarian god, right?"
When Mordan heard this, he laughed heartily and drank the milk wine handed to him by the barbarian girl in one gulp.
…
Taiping City.
As the most advanced city of the human race, it was naturally severely damaged in the Winter War. At this time, the barbarian army retreated and it was time to reorganize the city defense.
"Another thick pancake!" A Confucian scholar who was repairing the early warning fortress outside Taiping City took a bite of the military rations that had just been distributed, chewed it in his mouth seventy or eighty times, and then swallowed it.
"When will the soft noodles arrive?" The Confucian scholar sighed, "I want to eat dumplings, steamed buns, pancakes, and strips..."
After hearing what they said, a centurion stepped forward and said, "Although the thick pancakes are unpalatable, they have been kept for a long time. Occasionally, they will be attacked by some blood energy and they will not deteriorate! Our Taiping City is not as good as the Zhengqi Great Wall. Naturally, It’s a little tougher.”
"Let's wait a few more days. Now that the barbarian army has retreated, in a few days there will be caravans coming to Taiping City, and then they will naturally be happy!"
"Good food?" asked the Confucian scholar, "What good food? Is there enough meat in the bun?"
The centurion smiled lightly: "In the past, after every winter, Taiping City would have a three-day feast, called the Spring Feast, also called the Taiping Feast. By then you would know what to eat. Dumplings, steamed buns, pancakes... …No future!"
"Have you ever eaten fried noodles? Green green onions and red chili noodles are spread flat on the white dough. Heat it with good sesame oil and pour it on top. With a sizzling sound, the aroma comes out. "
"That's enough bowl after bowl! It tastes delicious when a group of people gather around it!"
"Let me tell you, the top pick in last year's noodle-eating competition was the college's Lu Nianfeng. What a guy, he ate sixty-six bowls in one go!"
"There is also grilled beast meat! Brush the outside of the cut meat with various flavored sauces and roast it on the fire. The oil will fall on the flames drop by drop, and the fire will flicker. The shiny, red meat is skewered on the willow wood in large chunks, and the willow juice and meat juice blend together. Take a bite, and the juice will explode in your mouth. It's so satisfying!"
"besides……"
"Centurion, stop talking!" The Confucian scholar stopped the centurion's eloquence and wiped away the tears that were falling from the corners of his mouth. "If you say anything else, I will be thrown as a stone!"
"By the way, when will this Peace Banquet begin?"
"Calculating the time, it's only half a month. Then follow me and I will take you to eat..."
"Okay, okay! Centurion, you have to be sure of what you say..." Before he could finish his words, a sound suddenly sounded through the air, and the Confucian scholar's throat was instantly pierced. The cake in his hand fell to the ground.
The centurion turned his head and saw a black line in the distance rushing towards their direction. In the sky, barbarian blood-breaking arrows as dense as raindrops were about to fall.
"Impossible!" A thought quickly appeared in the centurion's mind. In front of them, there were clearly two great scholars on guard! Unless...there is a second-grade Barbarian King in the barbarian army, no, that is impossible, unless there is a first-grade Barbarian King!
Those two great scholars are already dead!
No, we need to notify Taiping City!
At this moment, the centurion gave up his defense. He quickly took out a three-inch long blade from his waist and pierced it directly into his heart. His body swelled up, and righteous green light emanated from all parts of his body.
He is a student of Taiping Academy, and he will: Open Taiping!
The centurion glanced at the Confucian scholar who fell on the ground, with an apologetic look on his face: "Sorry, I'm going to break my promise!"
As he spoke, he jumped forward with his body that was almost submerged by the green light in his body, facing the rain of arrows that filled the sky.
At this time, he felt as if his whole body was burning, but his mind was clear.
He vaguely remembered the test he took to enter Taiping Academy.
It was an illusion. He wanted to die in obscurity to protect the people of the city.
No one knows him, no one worships him, no one misses him.
In this world, it seems like he has never appeared before!
Huanjing asked him, is it worth it?
He only asked one question, have the people in that city been saved?
For the first time, Huanjing answered that everyone was saved. He said, it's worth it!
The second time, the illusion answered, the city was destroyed. He said, did anyone escape? Fantasy says there is. He said, it's worth it!
The third time, the illusion answered, the city was destroyed and no one escaped. He said he had no regrets!
"I know why I died, and it's worth it! If I die for the truth I pursue, I won't regret it!"
"Who knows if I don't suffer the pain of facing the court? Even if I die, I will still smell the fragrance of the bones of a hero!"
From that day on, he became a student of Taiping Academy!
He looked around and saw the same blue light flying up every not far away. At this time, everyone was too arrogant to see their original appearance, but he knew that these were classmates who came hundreds of miles away from the city to repair the early warning line.
They felt each other's smiles.
"Everyone, if you don't laugh before you die, you will never laugh again. I can default on the fifty taels of silver I owe, hahahahahaha..."
"Fulan, brother, I can't go back. If you like, go to someone else... hahahahaha..."
"Damn it, barbarian, I can't eat at this year's Taiping Banquet. I've been hungry for three days, and I plan to break Lu Nianfeng's record! Hahahahahaha..."
"Damn, so-and-so's son is going to lose his father. Hahahahahahaha..."
"If there is peace, I will not die today in vain!"
In an instant, the voices of these Confucian scholars in heaven and earth merged together, as if there was a great Confucian whose tongue burst out with spring thunder!
"The road is blocked and long, difficult to travel."
"I use my blood to create peace!"
As soon as the words fell, time seemed to pause for a moment.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
Almost at the same time, figures exploded in the sky, like flowers blooming in spring.
As blood rain fell, the righteous green light in the students' bodies spread out, condensing into a blue light curtain that blocked the blood-breaking arrows that filled the sky.
One hundred and twenty-eight students died for warning, their bodies were not found, and they died in an unknown manner!
…
"Enemy attack!"
Almost the moment the cyan light curtain appeared, Zhang Ruoyu, the dean of Taiping Academy, sensed the abnormal movement, and then found out the cause, and immediately burst into laughter.
"The barbarians are attacking! Everyone is on alert, activate the formations, and send a message to the Great Wall of Righteousness!"
"The students return to their posts, and the great scholars come out of seclusion."
"Taiping City, fight!"
In an instant, in Taiping City, green light of righteousness shot straight into the sky!
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