The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Before the war, Acting Chief of Military Affairs Kaduo found Tie Dan and Zhao Chuanxin with a gloomy expression.

He said: "Our legion has been assigned the task of the first wave of siege. This is the deployment of the Chief of Military Affairs, the Mahatma. You know, I can't refuse, everything is for order! So, be prepared to see the Mother of Order. !”

Tie Dan, Ramadan and others have earth-colored faces.

The first wave of siege really narrowly escaped death.

Zhao Chuanxin pressed the tobacco leaves into the pipe and lit them: "Follow me later, don't scatter them."

When he said this, everyone felt somewhat confident.

This world is far more weird than the earth. Zhao Chuanxin needs such an identity and needs the pilgrim army to travel to collect all the parts of the Order Clock.

And these people still have some confidence in Zhao Chuanxin based on his previous performance.

The siege trumpet sounded, and the eighty men from Zhao Chuanxin rushed forward carrying two ladders.

A wooden shield was placed above his head to prevent enemies from rolling stones and wood.

The necromancers in gray robes and black robes in the ghost city were as motionless as wooden clay sculptures.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Xingyue: "Why don't they take action? Do they have any powerful defensive equipment?"

Xingyue said: "No."

Everyone has already carried the ladder to the root of the wall.

At this moment, the necromancers on the wall moved.

Green mist fell all over the sky.

Xingyue immediately said: "They used poison, it's very poisonous. You should retreat quickly. The golden bell cannot protect against the poisonous gas. I'm not sure whether your body can resist it."

Just afraid of this unknown danger.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted: "Listen to my slogan, I shouted one, two, three, let's throw the ladder away."

"One, two, three, throw it away!"

There is still some tacit understanding.

80 people dropped the ladder, and Zhao Chuanxin ran back: "Follow me."

People can't escape the poisonous gas. When the poisonous mist falls, they can barely run to the edge.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head, he could run away, but I'm afraid all 80 people would have to be accounted for here.

He yelled: "Keep running and don't look back."

He gathered three points of his vitality and pushed upwards violently.

call……

Three-point return vitality exploded, and the poisonous mist was swept back.

Zhao Chuanxin took one step at a time and followed up with the big team in the blink of an eye.

Of all the teams that set up the ladder in the first wave, only Tiedan's team came out.

There were hysterical screams behind him.

Everyone just felt horrified.

The screams didn't last long, and the whole place was silent.

The army behind also stopped.

The Mahatma came out of the queue and came to Tiedan. He raised his hand and said loudly: "How dare you run away from the battle? Kaduo died in the battle under the city, but you came back?"

He raised his hand, wanting to slap Zhao Chuanxin in the face.

However, Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his wrist.

The anger that Zhao Chuanxin had suppressed during this period surged up again: "Do you believe that I will rectify the law for you on the spot?"

The Mahatma was shocked.

He had never felt the murderous aura erupting from this man in his life.

That kind of indifference to life is probably only possessed by God.

Human beings are like ants to gods.

But this Zhao Chuanxin, Mahatma felt that Zhao Chuanxin looked at him like an ant.

"Let go, let go quickly..."

There were so many people watching, and the Mahatma felt that he had lost all face.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin let go, the Mahatma stumbled backward.

He wanted to pull out the sword, but Zhao Chuanxin just looked at him indifferently, as if to say: Pull it out, as long as you pull it out, you will die.

The Mahatma pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "Wait!"

At this time, the shepherd ordered the retreat horn to be blown.

The problem now is that no one is sure whether the poison attacks just now were spells or ordinary poisons.

If it is the former, it means that the shepherd's spell to seal the battlefield is invalid.

If it's the latter, it's equally troublesome.

There were originally followers of the Wind God in the team. The followers of the Wind God could cast spells to dispel the poisonous mist, but their spells were sealed by the shepherd.

If the seal is broken, the principles and canons are violated.

If the seal is not unlocked, there will be no way to attack the ghost city.

Ramadan explained the reason to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin concluded: "Well, this is the shepherd's paradox."

"..."

Everyone was talking nonsense.

The Mahatma led more than 300 people and surrounded them.

Taking advantage of the large number of people, the Mahatma roared angrily: "Tie Dan, Zhao Chuanxin, you escaped from the battle. According to the canon, you should be beheaded, and you won't be captured without mercy!"

Everyone's faces turned pale and they all looked at Zhao Chuanxin instead of Tie Dan.

Zhao Chuanxin lived up to expectations, stood up, hung his pipe and asked: "Who said you can't escape in that situation? Did you say that? Do you represent the canon?"

"You..." Mahatma pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "It's useless for you to quibble. You and Tietan will definitely die today. I can let others go, but you must be responsible for this."

This move is very insidious.

He sought to divide the group.

Zhao Chuanxin told him: "Okay, you go and get the shepherd's military order, and we will lead the way and be killed."

The Mahatma naturally has no pastoral military orders.

But he believed that this kind of thing did not require a military order and should be executed as usual.

He waved his hand, and the people around him drew their swords.

Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid, he drew out his cavalry sword and took a step forward, with a cruel and crazy smile on his face: "Okay, let's give it a try."

He has been holding back for a long time.

The Mahatma suddenly retreated.

When facing Zhao Chuanxin, he always felt upset.

It felt like Zhao Chuanxin would kill everyone, and he was just an insignificant one among them all.

Isn’t this the powerlessness and fear that one should feel when facing God?

He didn't know how many people Zhao Chuanxin had killed in his life. If he knew, he would probably kneel down.

The sword is at stake, at the critical moment.

Someone came to report: "The shepherd wants to see the surviving blue robes of the legion."

Instead, the Mahatma felt a sense of relief.

Then he was angry at his own cowardice.

Then Zhao Chuanxin is clearly just a man in blue robe, why should he make me afraid?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

But when the shepherd called him, he did not dare to stop him.

But he was unwilling to give in, so he went along.

Zhao Chuanxin met the shepherd for the second time. The woman's white robe had been washed clean, her skin was like gelatin, and her hair was flowing brown.

Lao Zhao has been a vegetarian for too long, but this woman still has charm.

Zhao Chuanxin was a bit reluctant to deal with female sergeants like Zhai Yue who looked good but didn't care about hygiene.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin's pure lust gaze, the shepherd frowned and felt unhappy.

She asked: "Everyone else died, how did you escape?"

Tie Dan was uneasy.

The Mahatma was already dissatisfied with Zhao Chuanxin. Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was staring at the shepherd with burning eyes, he interrupted angrily: "They escaped from the battle..."

The pastor turned his head and said, "I want to listen to him."

"yes."

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "What else can I say? I can only say that we are lucky. I noticed something was wrong at the first moment and took my men away immediately. That's it."

The shepherd looked suspicious: "Really? How did you sense that something was wrong?"

Tie Dan's face changed slightly.

The Mahatma once again expressed his anger: "Maybe he is a spy."

The pastor was impatient: "Shut up!"

"yes."

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "I am very knowledgeable and well-informed. I have crossed more bridges than you have walked. I have read more books than you have ever eaten. Of course I understand." Just more.”

The Mahatma wanted to interrupt again, but when he saw the shepherd's expression was not kind, he swallowed it back.

The shepherd smiled half-heartedly: "Really? Then tell me, which book have you read about it?"

Xingyue spoke in Zhao Chuanxin's ears, and Zhao Chuanxin repeated: ""Modern History: Demon God Sect", human city-state version, section 6, the Demon God Sect is unjust, endangers others and benefits itself, and is not tolerated by the world. So it was separated. One, given by the secret medicine and the decree of the undead..."

That day in the Necromancer's Bone-piercing Mansion, Xingyue read several books on the shelves.

Zhao Chuanxin just recited the short text, it was very simple.

But several people in the room were shocked.

Tiedan remembered that Zhao Chuanxin had said that he had read more than 1,800 books.

Now it seems that it may not be bragging.

Zhao Chuanxin said one sentence in one breath without getting stuck.

The shepherd believed it: "It turns out there are great talents in the army!"

Zhao Chuanxin casually cupped his hands and said, "It's embarrassing to show off one's ugliness."

The shepherd changed his attitude and his tone was much softer: "So, Zhao Chuanxin, let me ask you, in your opinion, how should we attack the city now?"

The Mahatma was not angry.

He felt that the pastor had been deceived by Zhao Chuanxin.

He is just a little blue robe, how can he do anything? So what if I read a few books? So what if you have a good memory? So what if you were lucky enough to survive? It's far worse than that one...

Tiedan looked at Zhao Chuanxin with admiration.

Not only was Zhao Chuanxin neither humble nor arrogant in front of the pastor, he not only read more than a thousand volumes, but was also favored by the pastor.

Zhao Chuanxin held out four fingers: "I have five strategies."

The shepherd was surprised and said: "I would like to hear the details."

Zhao Chuanxin thought that Kado had died in the battle and there was no one on top, so he might be able to fight for the top and seize the day.

He stood with his hands behind his hands: "First, unlock some of the sergeant's seals."

"No." The pastor refused directly: "Even if we all die in battle, we cannot do anything that violates principles and canons."

Zhao Chuanxin: "Second, by forming an alliance with the biological remnants, they have a way to quickly cross the city."

"Impossible." The shepherd objected again: "We are in the same boat as the remaining creatures."

"Third, build artillery and blast open the city gates."

The shepherd asked curiously: "Can you make it?"

"I understand a little bit. I need good steel and oil roots that curse the desert. With these, I can make cannons and cannonballs for you and blast open the city gates."

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The shepherd smiled bitterly: "Seeing that winter is approaching, we can't afford it, so we must fight to decide."

Zhao Chuanxin added: "The fourth strategy, why not discuss with Ghost Canyon and let them take the initiative to return the String of Order to avoid the destruction of life?"

"Huh?" The shepherd said in deep thought: "We have not considered this option. But you can tell us your last resort first."

"The last resort." Zhao Chuanxin smiled. "I can sneak into the city and suddenly open the city gate when the army attacks the city. Those necromancers are very arrogant and think that there is nothing we can do, so they will not take action until they are under the city. By the time they take action, the city gate has already been opened. , we went in."

The shepherd's eyes were bright: "Okay! But are you qualified? This is not child's play!"

The Mahatma saw that the shepherd had been completely deceived by that kid, and he couldn't help but panic: "Shepherd, please think twice. If he deceives us, or if he fails, our army will enter the poisonous gas range and there will be heavy casualties!"

Tiedan finally couldn't help it: "Shepherd, the Mahatma is supposed to be our military chief, so I shouldn't say bad things about him. But he is too targeted at us. Last time, he asked us to rob the caravan and asked me to kill people and silence them. , but I didn’t agree. Since then, they have caused trouble for us.”

The pastor’s reaction was interesting.

Zhao Chuanxin observed carefully and found that she did not show any shock or surprise.

That is to say - she knows?

Or was it simply her order?

But the Mahatma's expression changed drastically. When he wanted to argue, the shepherd stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking.

The shepherd looked serious: "Zhao Chuanxin, I will send someone to communicate with the Ghost City. If communication fails, I want to know, how confident are you that you can open the city gate?"

Zhao Chuanxin pretended to think: "Six points! If the shepherd can promise me one thing, then I will be eight points sure."

The pastor hurriedly asked: "What's going on?"

"Come here." Zhao Chuanxin hooked his fingers.

After hearing this, the shepherd's face turned red: "Nonsense!"

The two of them were talking to each other, their faces parallel to each other, almost touching.

Tie Dan was dumbfounded.

The Mahatma was filled with jealousy!

Beasts, beasts, dogs that have been stabbed a thousand times...

The shepherd is the saint of the Holy City of Order!

He actually slapped her on the face!

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "As I said, as long as you agree, you will be 80% sure, otherwise it will only be 60%."

The blush on the shepherd's face faded, and her voice became flat and empty again: "Come to me later."

After Zhao Chuanxin and Tiedan left, the Mahatma immediately asked: "Shepherd, what did he ask you to promise?"

The shepherd glanced at him: "This is not something you should know. You just need to do your job well. Don't be like last time when you failed to complete the tasks assigned to you, which slowed down the march and gave the enemy an advantage!"

The Mahatma was stunned: "Yes."

When walking out, Tie Dan was itching and asked: "What did you ask the shepherd to promise you?"

"I asked her to wash my hair and rub my back."

"Tch...I don't believe it."

"Forget it if you don't believe it."

"What's going on?"

"fine."

In the evening, Zhao Chuanxin went to find the shepherd.

The shepherd did not speak, but just led the way.

Zhao Chuanxin entered the thick black tent.

This tent is light-tight.

After Zhao Chuanxin entered, he immediately took off his clothes and belt.

The shepherd's pupils shrank and he quickly turned around.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped into the big wooden barrel, lay down, and said in a tone like an old man ordering his maid: "Okay, come here."

The shepherd actually went to rub his back.

Tiedan never imagined that what Zhao Chuanxin said during the day was actually true!

The shepherd said behind him: "You are so brave, you dare to make such a request. If this matter spreads, many people will want to kill you."

"You're going to kill me if I find someone to rub my back? Why doesn't the Mother of Order allow you to take a bath?"

"..."

The shepherd rubbed his back and washed his hair.

Then he shaved his beard.

Zhao Chuanxin did not treat her as a saint at all.

"Hey, be gentle. If you scratch your skin, don't blame me for getting angry!"

"Ai Wo Zhuo, you are so clumsy!"

"Don't pull, the hair follicles are inflamed..."

The shepherds were stunned.

Who dares to talk to her like this except the person in front of her?

She said angrily: "Don't push yourself too far. I have never served anyone else!"

"Those who ask for something will be treated with courtesy!"

The shepherd sneered: "I have sent someone to contact Ghost City. I may not be able to use you."

"They won't agree." Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile while holding a pipe in his mouth.

The shepherd's smooth and delicate hands roamed over his face, scraping gently with the scraper.

She said: "How do you know they don't agree? If they don't agree, why did you give me this idea?"

"If I just asked you to rub my back and shave my beard, you wouldn't be happy with it."

The shepherd was dumbfounded.

This man really did anything to get himself to rub his back and shave him.

She tapped the scraper on the tub to knock off the stubble, stood up and said, "Okay, that's it for today."

"Oh, then continue tomorrow?"

"Don't go too far!" the shepherd said angrily. "If the negotiation fails, we will attack the city by force tomorrow!"

Zhao Chuanxin returned to his military camp refreshed and refreshed.

When he returned, the black-robed sergeant under his command frowned and looked at him without recognizing him.

Then Tiedan and Zhaiyue didn't recognize them either.

"Who are you? Did you join the wrong team?"

"I am Zhao Chuanxin."

"Huh? Why...why did you shave?"

In the past, Zhao Chuanxin would occasionally shave his beard clean.

Later, as he got older and the people around him got older day by day, Zhao Chuanxin simply gave up shaving and no longer even let Xingyue help with grooming.

Now that his beard has gone, he is no different from before. No wonder Bayar said before he died that he was not old.

The next day, the negotiation failed and they refused to give.

Zhao Chuanxin was called to the shepherd's camp again.

Here are gathered all the Directors of the Haj and the Military Administrators.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin curiously.

The shepherd said nothing nonsense: "Zhao Chuanxin, you said you were 80% sure you could open the city gate, right?"

"Yes, but it needs to be done at night."

The two of them no longer rubbed their backs and shaved, looking serious and serious.

"Raising fire as a signal?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "Just set the time. You decide when to open the city gate."

The shepherd's eyes were bright: "Okay! But there will be ugly talk ahead. If you fail..."

"I'll see you if you fail!"

"If we don't follow the time, we will sound the Dysprosium signal!"

After leaving the door, Tie Dan asked him worriedly: "Are you sure you can do it? I think they are heavily guarded. How can they sneak in and cooperate with each other?"

Zhao Chuanxin had seen the city gate before, and it was nothing more than thick wood and iron.

He was not going to open it, but was going to remove the door directly without even using the light blade.

He just opened the city gate and was not responsible for the rest.

Zhao Chuanxin packed his bags, bid farewell to his teammates and traveled across the mountains alone.

He was on the ridge of Ghost Canyon, waiting for dark.

“Hot pot, grill pan, instant noodles, sandwiches, tacos, Buryat buns…”

Zhao Chuan is extremely hungry!

Nothing to eat!

At night, Zhao Chuanxin ate pancakes and bacon, and boiled a pot of water to brew the "tea" of this world.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Chuanxin jumped directly from the ridge.

He was floating in the sky above the gate of the ghost city, lying on his back, motionless against the cold wind.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and dark.

Don't know if it's going to rain or snow.

Xingyue said: "The necromancer below is looking at Zixiong, but he doesn't even pay attention to the pilgrim army."

Zhao Chuanxin whispered: "If I find the String of Order, do you think I should grab it and run away, or let the shepherd get it?"

Xingyue suggested: "Leave it to the shepherds. We don't do anything we're not sure about."

The cold wind carried their voices away.

At this time, the sound of the arrow shot up into the sky, making a sharp sound.

Zhao Chuanxin turned over and fell rapidly.