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Chapter 950

With the wind and fire, the white waves turned into fire clouds and swept through the sky, and it was a thousand miles away in an instant. This is the ability of the masters of heaven and man. Any martial arts in the hands of the masters of heaven and man is a unique skill that turns decay into magic. The fire clouds swept through the sky fell and scattered, and the white waves were already standing in his palace. From then on, wait for the Gods to start the performance.
"Let me see, in order to complete redemption in this world, almost all the masters of heaven and man must fill in it, and the world itself may not be well done, and even if it is not done well, it will be knocked down to a level." Bai Lang leaned comfortably in the princess' arms, and as he twisted his hands, fire continued to burst out with his fingers.
The one who is actually responsible for the treatment is coming. It seems that Siwu is here to deal with this problem uniformly. This one's power is also a world-renowned world, and Bai Lang doesn't want to try it with him at all - what's the best way to try the established result
"The wolf soldiers are about to break through the gate? It's not my defense line. It seems that my cheap brother has no choice. Poor soldiers guarding the gate. However, this is also a necessary step to enthrone the gods in troubled times, and you can't intervene now." Bai Lang also raised it and was respected by Yaoyao. "Now it seems that the general guarding the gate is probably the first to enter the Ghost List."
The general of Xiliang, Zhao Chongguo, was the general who stood in front of the wolf soldiers. His martial arts skills were also a master, but now there were only more than 10,000 soldiers under his command, while there were more than 70,000 wolves outside. There were four masters in the army. It was only a matter of time before the loss of Chengguan. Emperor Jingtai could not provide reinforcements. It was good that he could work hard to establish a second line of defense behind.
Moreover, the work of searching for refugees is also troublesome, and the local government is in a state of great trouble. "If the northern Tartars do not make any further movement, my elder brother will really ask me to lead troops to kill those jackals." Bai Lang sighed.
The demon clan also has great saints of the celestial level. If Bai Lang takes action to kill, they will definitely go out. It is hard to say that the fight will collapse and the earth will break. The situation is likely to be completely out of control. "Then let them on the List of Gods." Bai Lang thought, but this requires the procedure, which means it must be a national act, and private fights may be more difficult.
Therefore, Emperor Jingtai asked Bai Lang to lead his army to attack and directly kill the wolf soldiers if possible, and send several demon saints to the list.
Xiang Pang, who was in the south, had already achieved heavenly beings in battle and killing with Lei Gong - three great masters surrounded him, one of them was the county magistrate, and the other two were masters in the local aristocratic families. The great master of Confucianism chanted the words of the saint with Tianxian in his mouth to limit Xiang Pang's actions, while the great master of the aristocratic family who was leaning towards the Taoist sect took the opportunity to use Taoism to attack and torture Xiang Pang's heart. In the end, the county magistrate was a great master from Buddhism, with one magical power that was extremely resistant to the attack and directly pushed forward.
Seeing that he was about to be beaten to death, his army formed a military formation and was struggling to fight against the opponent's grandmaster and the army's repeated attacks. Xiang Pang was furious. The endless thunder and fire broke out from his heart, but was suppressed by the three grandmasters. So he kept pressuring and finally exploded. The battlefield was covered with clouds, and the earthly evil soared into the sky, killing people on the battlefield.
A sudden lightning flash in the sky winds for thousands of miles, and at the same time, a Pu sword also cuts the golden words of the Shen Si lock and the mouth of Tian Xian. A sound of thunder rolls, "The sky hits the thunder! Slaughter the real dragon!" The lightning bursts, and a purple thunder swings everywhere between the heaven and earth.
On this day, Bai Lang saw three more names on the list.
The three souls have already entered the list of Gods. "The 365th God is just a casual talk. Anyway, you can get it all in the end." Bai Lang smiled and said, "Look at how many people can become sanctified in their flesh. I definitely won't get it anyway." He is the thug of heaven, and many people on this list have to borrow his hands.
After achieving the celestial beings, he was as powerful as a slaughter. The Great Wu court had to talk about the army to quell the chaos. There were abnormal movements in the north, and the wolf clan in the northwest was about to break through the pass. Therefore, the Qin King Bai Lang could not move, and he had to suppress both sides. However, there were more than Bai Lang, a celestial being in the court. There were people in the three religions, but people in the three religions didn’t want to move, so it was only Emperor Jingtai who ordered the southern prefectures and counties to join the army, and the imperial court sent a commander to command the commander, and the children of the three religions accompanied him.
Of course, people who had to send out helpers were sent before. The Great Wu Dynasty is like this now. If you can kill people and set fire, you will be recruited. There is really no money in war. The Great Wu Dynasty used to be cooking oil with fresh fires. When the matter was really at the forefront, it found that the treasury was unbearable and empty. I don’t know who the country is responsible for doing so.
The treasury now owes several million taels, but the treasury still has thousands of taels. The two taxes collected every year seem to be getting lower and lower. This year's autumn taxes are about 11 million taels in the country. You should know that when the founding of the Great Wu, the population was not that large, and they could still collect 24 million taels of silver. In the past few hundred years, not only are the taxes less and less, but even the arable land counted on the fish scale book has become less and less.
The expenditure of the court rose sharply in the era of the Orthodox Emperor, and in the past he could barely balance his income and expenditure. This was because he transferred a large amount of money that should have been spent by the court to the southeastern families to spend. Of course, the constraints on the southeastern are getting weaker and weaker. In the era of the Orthodox Emperor, there was still a surplus in the early days, which was considered as the old man working hard to govern when he was young.
In the last twenty years, the hole began to grow bigger, and it became the norm to make ends meet. Bai Lang had never calculated the accounts for this old man, but he was a god. He felt a little bit like Emperor Jingtai's mentality. Even with Bai Lang's cultivation, he was shocked, "The court's deficit is not a few million taels?! There are tens of millions of deficits!"
Emperor Jingtai was already furious. He forced the inner court to check the accounts, and killed more than a dozen eunuchs who were robbed or slandered. Finally, he took stock of the possible possessions of the Great Wu Dynasty - it is not guaranteed to be true, but half of them are true. There are multiple warehouse accounts in the treasury, but in fact they are gone. There are hundreds of fire dragons burning the Yin soldiers in the warehouse to borrow food, committing suicide or falling into the water to kill hundreds of warehouse ambassadors, and even the Ministry of Revenue Secretary Wailang voluntarily resigned. However, the rules of the Great Wu Dynasty seemed to be like the small notebook in Bai Lang's memory. As long as he resigned and bowed to the "Red Beans Private Marseille", it would be fine?!
There are also loans from all the ministers, a large number of IOUs in the treasury. Some of them have been owed for twenty years but no one seems to have paid back the money. I don’t know how many things are. This kind of court is still operating - although it is like an old machine, it is enough to surprise Bai Langzuo.
Chapter completed!
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