Chapter 277 Jian Cheng

In the next half month, regular reorganization of the prisoners in the City of Hope was carried out, and the 330,000 prisoners, plus nearly 20,000 jailers and punishment troops and those who were willing to follow the logistics personnel, reached a total of three

With a strength of 150,000, this battle group had many contradictions highlighted after preliminary training and coordination. However, after Xuan Yue and Zeng Yi's strong suppression, all restless forces were completely wiped out.

On the second day, all the required equipment was delivered to the City of Hope. At a glance, the equipment was all top-notch weapons. Although it was much inferior to Xuanbing, it was still considered first-class in the army.

A good weapon and the subsequent armor also made Xuan Yue very satisfied.

After several days of reorganization, Xuan Yue organized 350,000 people into six phalanxes, with 50,000 people in each phalanx. The remaining 50,000 people who went out for logistics and 10,000 people were all incorporated into the reconnaissance force.

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Those who can be recruited into the investigation team by Xuan Yue are all top-notch experts, and the leader of the investigation team is a figure that Xuan Yue did not expect, Biya.

As for why Biya should be the leader of this reconnaissance force, it is because of Xuan Yue's words, "In war, the army is the fist, and the reconnaissance force is the eyes. Compared with the strong and powerful fist, the role of the eyes is more extensive.

And in many cases, the reconnaissance force can even turn into a strong force to carry out sneak attacks on weak areas, such as granaries, military officers, and even sneak into enemy cities when necessary to act as internal and external forces during the siege.

Break the city! Therefore, in my war group, only the strongest people can join the reconnaissance force!"

It was because Xuan Yue was the strongest person that Biya took the initiative to serve as the leader of the investigation team.

The leaders of the other six phalanx armies are the first phalanx Zeng Yi, the second phalanx Dalong, the third phalanx Wu Ran, the fourth phalanx Yufeng, the fifth phalanx Ma Hao, and the sixth phalanx Zhao.

Tianhuan.

Except for the four people in front who are people Xuan Yue knows, the remaining two people, Ma Hao, are the only highest-ranking officer among the jailers, and their strength is also a strong one in the middle stage of the second soul. He was chosen as the fifth party.

The leader of the formation also has the same status as the jailer.

Zhao Tianhuan of the Sixth Phalanx is not a very strong person, with only the strength of a mid-level Yipo, and the troops he leads are also relatively weak troops. The entire Phalanx is higher than

There are almost no people who are 1.7 meters tall, and most people are 1.56 meters tall.

But the Sixth Square is the square that Xuan Yue values ​​the most. This square is even related to the victory of the future battlefield. When it was established, Xuan Yue gave great confidence!

When half a month's time came, Xuan Yue galloped towards the city of Xianyang on horseback. Today is the day when Xuan Yue is preparing to take the sword. It is also the day when Xuan Yue decides to say goodbye. Xuan Yue arrives with her last nostalgia.

Xianyang City.

"Are you leaving?" Looking at Xuan Yue who was kneeling on one knee, Qin Xueyi felt a little confused. She had a good impression of Xuan Yue, but she knew that the difference between their identities was too big and it would be difficult for them to come together.

Together.

"Yes! Your Majesty is here to say goodbye today! For the sake of the sanctity of our country, Great Qin, I want those who dare to offend to know that I am waiting for you!" Xuan Yue said firmly.

"Well, I hope you can return safely!" Sitting on a chair surrounded by two golden dragons, Qin Xueyi said with blessing.

"Inevitable! I have a mission that belongs to me. Before the mission is completed, no one can kill me! No one!" Xuan Yue said in a deep voice. After saying that, Xuan Yue made a big Qin gesture towards Qin Xueyi.

He hugged his chest with a military salute, then turned around and strode away.

Looking at Xuan Yue's disappearing back, Qin Xueyi's eyes were a little twitching, but she held back tears and sat there quietly.

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"Master Xuan Yue, you are here. It is almost finished now. Please hurry in. The last step requires your blood to fuse, so that your sword and yours can create a feeling of flesh and blood." Seeing Xuan Yue.

Walking in the door, a blacksmith's eyes lit up and he said quickly.

Following the steps of the blacksmith, Xuan Yue came to a room deep in the backyard, where the shirtless Fan Kong was constantly tapping a red-hot sword body with a dark black sledgehammer.

With the unique charm of the strike, Xuan Yue felt that the sword was constantly humming, as if it had been given a soul.

The whole process was not long. When Xuan Yue waited for a full twenty minutes, Fan Kong suddenly shouted, "Cut the palm of your hand and refine it with your blood. This last step of blood sacrifice is crucial! To reach the advanced level

The status of Xuan Bing depends on your luck!"

Xuan Yue didn't say much. She walked to the sword platform and moved her left hand with zhenqi. The palm of her right hand made a cut. As the bright red blood dripped on the sword, it made a hissing sound, and the sword suddenly glowed red.

As Xuan Yue's blood dripped more and more, the red light on the sword became brighter and brighter, with signs of reaching the sky.

However, just when everyone was overjoyed, the skyrocketing red light suddenly dispersed and returned to the sword body.

"It's just a little bit close. It's a pity. As long as that red light reaches the sky, your sword can reach the level of a top-notch mysterious weapon! Hey." Looking at the gradually shrinking red light, Fan Kong said with a sigh.

"I am lucky to have gained it, but I have lost my life. It is already a great blessing for me to be promoted to a high-level mysterious weapon. I understand the principle that haste makes waste, and I am already satisfied with having a high-level mysterious weapon!"

Xuan Yue said without being depressed about Qingyao Sword, which had a feeling of being connected by blood.

As he spoke, the red light gradually faded away, revealing the blue sword body.

After the grade was upgraded, the Qingyao Sword was 1.5 meters long, 3 centimeters wide, and the blade was 1.2 meters long. Holding it gently in her hand, Xuan Yue felt the feeling of a sharp edge in her hand. "Qingyao, ah

Qingyao, after nearly a year apart, we can finally fight side by side again!"

Buzz!!!

As soon as Xuan Yue finished speaking, the sword emitted a joyful buzzing sound. As the buzzing became louder and louder, the Xuanbing sharp weapon hanging on the wall actually made a soft buzzing sound.

Different from the joy and power of the Qingyao Sword, the sounds of those mysterious weapons actually sounded like a cry of prayer, as if they were meeting a king.

As the sound of the swords that sounded like worship became louder and louder, even the mysterious weapons hanging outside made a buzzing sound. The blacksmiths and apprentices who made the swords were stunned when they saw this.

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"Stop making trouble. If you continue like this, I'm afraid I'll even walk out." Xuan Yue gently stroked the sword and said with a chuckle.

As soon as Xuan Yue's voice fell, the buzzing sound of the Qingyao Sword gradually stopped. As the buzzing sound of the Qingyao Sword stopped, the sound of swords all around also stopped as if they were worshiping.

"What a great sword! What a great sword! I didn't expect that the young master would have such strength and such a psychic sword heart." With just one sentence, the sword in his hand calmed down. Fan Kong had never encountered this in more than a hundred years of forging swords.

Having seen such a thing, I couldn't help but sigh.

"The master's sword-making skills are better. If there is no master to improve the quality of Qingyao Sword, how can it have such an opportunity to become a high-level mysterious weapon." Xuan Yue bowed to Fan Kong respectfully and said.

"Hahaha, I deserve this. I heard that you have become the lord of the City of Hope, and are going to lead the prisoners to the border of Belarus to resist the orcs. I wonder if this is possible?" After hearing Xuan Yue's words, Fan

Kong smiled and then asked.

"Yes, this is indeed the case. Today I came to say goodbye to His Majesty the King. After retrieving Qingyao, I will set off tomorrow morning." Xuan Yue said.

"Well, well, fighting orcs is not an easy task. Come on, come on. I have some good weapons here. You can take them over. Among those people, there are also these very powerful people.

Although the weapons supplied by the military are good, the top-level weapons are the best, and Xuan Bing may not be provided by them." Turning around, he led Xuan Yue to the corner, opened an old box, and revealed a whole

Five weapons.

These five weapons include a machete, two spears, and two long swords. Although they are placed in old boxes, the power emanating from the weapons is not weak at all. Xuan Yue can tell these five weapons with just one glance.

The weapons are all medium-level mysterious weapons!

"Here, Master Fankong, do you want to give all of these to me?" Looking at the five weapons in front of her, Xuan Yue looked at Fankong in disbelief.

"Of course! Now that I have taken it out, I will definitely give it to you, but when I give it to you, I want you to agree to a request." Looking at Xuan Yue's face that seemed happy but unbelievable, Fan Fan

Kong said slowly.

"Master, please tell me, as long as it does not violate my morality and justice, I can promise you!" Xuan Yue knew that there is no free lunch in the world, and Fan Kong must have his own requirements if he can give such a large reward.

"What I asked you to promise will not violate your morality and justice. My hometown is in Nanjun. If you pass by a place called Baikong Mountain when you are there, please go up the mountain for me to the Burning Incense Temple.

It’s a stick of incense. It’s been sixty years since I left. I don’t know how my master is doing. It’s a pity that he’s stuck here and it’s hard to leave.” Looking at Xuan Yue’s appearance, Fan Kong said slowly.

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"Master Fankong, how come you are stuck here? No one should restrict your freedom, right?" Fankong's words immediately stunned Xuan Yue.

"There are some things you'd better not know. You should understand that no country will let people like me leave easily. This is true for the Han Dynasty, the Song Dynasty, and the Great Britain! This is the sorrow of our craftsmen. There is no

Those who are strong enough are often controlled by others." Fan Kong sighed and said slowly.

"Okay! I promise Master, if I really encounter Bai Kong Mountain, I will definitely go to Fenxiang Temple and burn a stick of incense!" Xuan Yue said with certainty.

"Okay, I feel relieved with your words! Go ahead and kill those orcs when you get to the border and let them know that the majesty of our Great Qin Kingdom is inviolable!" Looking at Xuan Yue Fankong said happily.

"Okay, I'll take my leave first!" Xuan Yue hugged Fankong and turned around to leave.

Looking at Xuan Yue's retreating back, Fan Kong showed a gratifying smile and murmured, "Has it finally been conveyed? Xuantian Sword Sect, don't think that you can cover the sky with just one hand, we people from Fenxiang Valley
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