The first cause of all realms

Chapter 521
"call!"

The severe winter was so severe that his breath was full of white mist. Jiang Wu took a deep breath and went up to the top of the city. On the ruins after the battle in the city, hundreds of people stood sparsely.

Glancing outside the city, which was calmer than before, Jiang Wu's heart tightened.

Photographed in Yang prison's thunder method, in six days, the rebel army tried several times, but they all ended up leaving hundreds of corpses behind and retreated in panic.

But he knew very well that sooner or later these disorderly troops would be overwhelmed.

There are tens of thousands of people, and the food and grass consumed by people eating horse chews every day is a huge number, especially in this freezing season.

In a desperate situation, not to mention the Yang prison sitting on the top of the city, even if there is a martial saint sitting cross-legged, those disorderly troops will have to fight to the death.

Thinking about it, Jiang Wu sighed:
"Only less than 800 people were pulled out. It's not that there are no people. In fact, there is no exchange of blood. Ten people can't pull the God's Arm Crossbow..."

With that said, Jiang Wu couldn't help but sighed.

Yanzhou City is an important city on the Northwest Road, even if it suffers from war, it is impossible for it to have only [-] blood-changing warriors.

However, as soon as Lord Yan Dong called out several times, most of the warriors in the city were coerced into the rebellious army.

Secondly, soldiers are also needed to patrol the city to prevent chaos.

And more importantly, there are tens of thousands of rebellious troops outside the city, and no one has the courage to stand up...

Therefore, in seven days, he only pulled out [-] exchanges of blood and strength.

As for ordinary people who don't even have a blood exchange...

"800 people, enough."

Yang Jue stretched out his hand to help with the falling snowflakes. It was only a sunny day, and the spring day was coming, and the snowstorm was coming again.

"Manipulating the God Arm Crossbow requires a minimum of 16 people, eight city gates, divided down, a city gate is only five or six, how can it be defended..."

Jiang Wu's face was full of bitterness.

Yanzhou City is a big city in the northwest. Before the war, it was once a prosperous place comparable to Dao City. The city is big and long, not to mention 800 people, twice as many, and it only guards one city gate.

Let alone eight seats?

"It doesn't mean you can't keep it, but..."

Yang Yu leisurely said:
"Who said you must defend the city?"

"Do not keep?"

Jiang Wu's body shook, and he couldn't help shaking his head: "Hero Yang, your martial arts are naturally extremely high, but you know that manpower is sometimes poor. There are more than [-] people, it is really..."

"Besides, seven or eight days is probably enough time for the masters of the Yan thief army to come back."

In just a few years, Yan Dongjun almost went down the entire territory of the Northwest. Of course, this was due to the fact that he joined forces with several other big thieves, and there were quite a few masters under his command.

Especially after he captured Yanzhou City, he enshrined many masters in the world, but before he wanted to attack the Northwest Road, many enshrinements went to other places.

"Waiting for them to come back."

Yang Jue's eyes were condensed.

For seven days, he was not only familiarizing himself with the remaining pages of the book of the underworld, offering sacrifices to the five ghosts, but also waiting for the help of masters under Yan Dongjun's command.

Being able to separate one side, and joining hands with several other thieves to almost capture the Northwest Road, Yan Dongjun's men naturally have masters.

"You want to catch them all in one go? But..."

"Yan Dongjun has only been in trouble for a few years, how many people are loyal to him? These masters are not so much coming back to help, as they are here to fight for power..."

Yang Ju said lightly, like a mirror in his heart.

The masters who can be recruited by Yan Dongjun will not sincerely seek refuge, most of them come for profit, and there are only a few who will avenge him.

But whether it is for revenge or for power, these people will definitely come back.

And everything, as he expected, through the remaining pages of the book of the underworld, he has already noticed that several masters are approaching at a high speed...

"what do you mean?"

Jiang Wu came back to his senses.

"Struggle leads to chaos."

Yang Ju raised his head, amidst the wind and snow, night was approaching:

"Start cooking and leave the city late at night!"

……

……

Huhu~
The night wind blows goose feathers and heavy snow, until the last bit of temperature is blown away.

More than 20 miles outside Yanzhou City, in the temporary military camp built, a huge bonfire was rising, and the leaders of the rebel army were as silent as iron stone.

Most of them are people with high martial arts skills. Although they are not invulnerable to cold and heat, their tolerance to cold is naturally extremely high, and with the bonfire nearby, there shouldn't be any cold air at all.

But at this moment, everyone was silent, and their hearts were all cold.

"what!"

A short and piercing scream came from the night wind. It was the sound of deserters being killed by patrol soldiers.

"Another one, another one!"

The rough-faced man couldn't help but beat the snow, making a dull sound like a bell: "Walk and don't walk, fight and don't fight, are you going to die here?!"

All the leaders looked ugly, only the old man with a stern face spoke in a cold voice:

"Shen Kui, do you want to cause Ying Xiao?!"

"Don't frighten me with the shouting! The food and grass are about to run out. If we delay for two more days, we will all starve to death without the shouting!"

The big man's face was as black as iron, and he was merciless, even the fourth brother didn't call:

"Fourth Wei, as soon as the day breaks, the person you are looking for has not arrived, so I will take them away immediately! So what if Yanzhou is lost? With soldiers in hand, where can I go?!"

"Not bad!"

"Lao Jiu is right! Dozens of cities in the northwest, where can I wait?"

"In my opinion, we should have left long ago! Lord Yandong is dead, and those priests are all back. Is it possible to be able to defeat that inhuman beast at the top of the city?!"

……

Some people opened their mouths, but the rest couldn't bear it anymore, pouring out their grievances one after another. In the past seven days, it was really too embarrassing.

"Go? Where are you going? There is only eight or nine days of rations outside the city. Where can you go in this snowstorm? It's a real march, and we will eat up all this food and grass in five days!

When you march, you push your horses to gallop? ! "

Wei Laosi coldly swept over the group of bandit-born commanders, feeling really bitter in his heart.

The martial arts of the people in front of me are not low, but except for a few, they all understand soldiers, and if they understand, most of them died outside the city of Yanzhou...

Therefore, they don't know the horror of marching in the snow, let alone the consequences of lack of food and grass.

"Then wait forever?!"

Someone is bored.

These seven days were too much torment for them. The barracks outside the city had already been built, so they would not have nowhere to live.

But the loss of the city, the shortage of food and grass, and the large-scale casualties really made them extremely depressed, and they almost wanted to go crazy.

"Everyone, who are you waiting for?"

Suddenly, there was an old laughter in the wind.

"Mr. Ren!"

Hearing this voice, everyone was startled at first, and then reacted immediately, and got up one after another.

In the snowstorm at night, an old man dressed in a gray robe, a bamboo hat, a long sword slanted on his back, and a long beard under his jaw came slowly.

"finally come……"

Seeing someone coming, Wei Lao Sifang breathed a sigh of relief.

The visitor's name was 'Ren Longxing', he was the number one enshrined in the Yanzhou army, and he was the number one expert in Yanzhou invited by Lord Yandong to Nanling Mountain several times in person.

A "dragon-shaped sword" is unique in the world, and he is a well-known master in the martial arts of the Northwest Road.

"Everyone, I'm so embarrassed."

Ren Longxing walked to the bonfire, pulled a horse's leg and ate it. Under the bamboo hat, his expression was extremely playful:

"Four commanders, are you exaggerating in your letter? Is the beheading knife really so tyrannical?"

"There may be omissions in the letter, but about this, Wei never said a single lie. His martial arts has indeed reached the peak..."

Wei Laosi had a dignified expression, and told what he knew in a concise and concise manner, without concealing anything. The other commanders were by his side, either nodding or adding.

"This world has changed, it is really more and more incomprehensible..."

After Wei Laosi finished speaking, Ren Longxing ate up the horse's legs, took a sip of the spirits, and sighed slightly:

"Dao Fruit, Dao Fruit. When and what month can I find one?"

Throughout the ages, in the 3000 years recorded in history, in the first 600 years, only a small number of people knew about Dao Fruit, but in the past 400 years, many Dao Fruits were born, and they have gradually been known to ordinary people.

But this 'a lot' corresponds to the 'very few' in the past.

In fact, even today, dao fruits are still rare and precious, and most people can only hear their names. Like him, there should not be too many masters who have been searching hard for decades.

After thinking about it, Ren Longxing's eyes flashed like lightning, and he called Wei Laosi:

"You saw it with your own eyes, the fruit of breaking the army was obtained by him?"

"This……"

Wei Laosi's heart trembled, and he nodded again: "Yan Dongjun once said that there is almost no threshold for recognizing the Lord in the way of breaking the army, but because of this, there is no true Lord.

It will not disappear with the fall of the master of supernatural powers..."

"is it?"

Ren Longxing finished drinking a jug of wine, and dropped the jug casually, his eyes were bright, as if there was fire: "Why does the old man think that you are lying to me, wait?"

With the last word out, in the snow forest at night, several figures appeared again, either with swords or empty hands, and another person was carrying a strange weapon, a one-horned Taurus.

The five major offerings of Yanzhou City are back!
"Brother Ren, how are you?"

No one paid any attention to the group of Wei Laosi and others, and the others looked at Ren Longxing one after another, asking questions.

"How else?"

Ren Longxing shook his head:

"Yan Dongjun's momentum of breaking the army, even the five of us can't break it together, but he was easily hammered to death by this person. We can't afford to provoke such a master!"

can't bother...

As soon as these three words came out, all the people had different expressions.

If they can occupy a high position in the Yanzhou army, their martial arts will not be bad, but these five priests are at worst quasi-grandmasters who have forged a melting pot of blood.

Ren Longxing is a great master who has opened the entrance!
They dare not offend themselves.

'Miscalculation...'

Fourth Wei's heart sank.

Few people in Yanzhou and even Northwest Dao Wulin knew about Ren Long's pursuit of Jiazi because of Daoguo. He thought that Daoguo could lead him to take action.

But now it seems that this old guy came here to wait for someone...

"Duan Qilong was also killed by him! Damn it! But luckily I got a Dao fruit, it's so powerful, I'm really envious!"

The one holding the one-horned Taurus upside down is a majestic nine-foot giant man. He is stroking his bald head, and his eyes are full of greed.

"No matter how high the reward is, no matter how good the Dao fruit is, it can't compare to our lives."

The middle-aged saber nodded and agreed:

"Brother Ren, shall we?"

"Commanders, according to Ren, this Yanzhou City, don't worry about it!"

Ren Longxing looked at the crowd, his eyes swept over one by one, seeing that no one objected, and finally fell on Wei Lao Si:
"What does Commander Wei think?"

"There is only less than three days of food and grass in the army. At this moment, the road is blocked by heavy snow, and it is really retreat..."

Wei Laosi's heart sank, and he forced a smile, but was interrupted by the old woman with a knife, her voice was hoarse:

"If there are only [-] elites, then this food and grass will be enough for a month..."

"you?!"

Hearing these words, the complexions of all the commanders changed, including Wei Laosi.

"no!"

The Ninth Commander, who was the first to speak out, couldn't help but refuse, but before the words landed, a cold gaze locked his throat.

"What does Commander Wei Si think?"

Ren Longxing spoke again.

Wei Laosi's voice was astringent, and his heart was cold: "Then the remaining soldiers..."

"That has nothing to do with us."

Ren Longxing got up slowly:
"There is no shortage of people in this world. If there are [-] elites, there are other prefectures and counties. Expanding the army by [-] is just a flip! It is not too late, go and count the elites, and leave quietly before dawn!"

Wei Laosi felt unwilling, but he had no choice but to nod in response.

The rest of the commanders already had the intention of retreating, so naturally they would not stop them at this time, and went down one after another to count the elite of the headquarters.

"I thought there were still some twists and turns, but I don't want to, these gangsters are so knowledgeable about current affairs."

The crowd dispersed, and several other priests came out just now.

"It's just some gutless thugs."

The middle-aged saber sneered:

"Don't say that only five of their eighteen commanders are left. Without Yan Dongjun, even if there are all 18 of them, we can assassinate them as much as we want!"

"It's a pity, even though Yan Dongjun is stupid, he is really generous..."

The old woman with the knife licked her lips:
"Fortunately, there are [-] elites, no matter if you go to 'Jiang Feng' or 'Yan Fang', there is something to talk about..."

"Not bad!"

All five of them had smiles on their faces.

To avenge Yan Dongjun?

What does that have to do with them?
Perhaps it was already planned to evacuate, or the place where the elite was located was very close, and the commander came to inform him not long after.

"Let's go, everyone."

Seeing that the process went smoothly, Ren Longxing couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

"It's a pity, the reward offered by that kid is already eye-catching, and now there is another 'Breaking Army' Dao Fruit, which is really exciting..."

Before leaving, the five of them had different thoughts, but they couldn't help but glanced at Yanzhou City, whose outline could be vaguely seen in the wind and snow.

Suddenly, Ren Longxing's heart trembled, and the rest of them realized it later.

Just listen to the voice drifting in the wind and snow, calm but as heavy as a mountain:
"Everyone, what's the pity?"

　Good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)