The deserted city soon became lively.

The defeat of Liang Ying's army was just the beginning, and more than a dozen more people came later.

The few were three or five hundred people, and the more were one or two thousand. After finding a yard in the city, he ordered the county magistrate to raise food and grass.

"There are not even ghosts in the deserted city, how can we raise food and grass?"

Zhao Tai met a civil servant who could take out his position to support him. Facing this group of extremely hungry defeated troops, he couldn't explain clearly and dared not say anything, so he had to transport the grain from the mine to divide it.

There are a total of thousands of people in the city, and this amount of food is eaten for up to three or five days.

The generals and the generals of each tribe also knew that there was no food in the deserted city, so they passed through each other in private.

He claimed to strengthen the walls and clear the fields to resist Dayong, and then began to search for villages and towns around the city.

The soldiers passed by like a comb, legal and institutional robbery, and nothing was left in the people's homes, so they had to become refugees and lead their families to escape south.

The one who dares to resist is Da Yong’s spy!

City gate.

Li Hong looked at the truckloads of food and goods transported to the commanders of the army in the city, and tried his best to suppress his anger.

"Sir, I often hear my elder brother tell you that the millions of troops in the northern border were afraid to say that they were not guilty of the people, at least they were disciplined. Why did they become like this in just a few years?"

Fear of death when fighting foreign wars and bullying the people internally, the bandits and soldiers are even more poisonous than bandit rebels!

"This is how human nature is. It is difficult to become good, you need to abide by various rules, and you must continue to tame and discipline. It is easy to become bad. Not to mention five years, you can turn from an iron army into a bandit in a few months!"

Zhou Yi said slowly: "The war in the northern border is about to begin, and the war is fierce and dangerous. A gentleman will not stand on the dangerous wall. Today I will return to Shenjing. In the midst of chaos, remember to save your life as the top priority."

The deserted city was stranded for half a month, and a series of news of defeat came from the northern border.

Yesterday, the defeated army in the city almost mutiny, because the last complete army in northern border was surrounded and defeated.

The northern border is standing in two states, and once the old land of Dayong, but now it has been completely returned. It is still unknown how much territory will Fengyang Kingdom fall into the future.

Li Hong said in surprise: "With the strength of Mr., I will beat my father. Who else in the world can keep you?"

"You have not even been born in Fengyang Kingdom, how dare you say that the world is so great?"

Zhou Yi said solemnly: "People who practice practice must remember not to be proud. This world is so big that mortals cannot travel all their lives!"

Li Hong held the disciple's courtesy and bowed, "Thank you for your teachings, sir."

In recent days, I have communicated with Zhou Yi, and many imaginative ideas in my words have opened Li Hong's eyes and mind. Some of his remarks seem incredible, but whenever I think about it carefully, it is really mysterious.

Li Hongming understood many principles that were not in books. Although Zhou Yi did not have the name of a master or a disciple, he had the reality of a master or a disciple.

"Go away."

Zhou Yi is not a procrastination, has a long and endless life, and needs to get used to parting as soon as possible.

Li Hong bid farewell with tears in his eyes: "Mr.

All my parents and brothers have died. Today I will part with Zhou Yi. The vast northern border is really alone.

Zhou Yi looked back and said in a voice transmission.

"The rebellion in the northern border is a great bad thing for the people, soldiers and courts. It is only good for you. If you are willing to imitate Duke Zhenguo, you will spend money to buy a guerrilla general."

After saying that, he rode his horse and waved his whip and left.

The guerrilla general who led troops with real power was only tens of thousands of taels. If Zhenguo Duke's Mansion declined and became ruined, Li Hong could still take out this amount of money.

...

Follow the official road all the way south.

Three days later.

I saw the smoke rising from afar, and ahead was Chenjiagou, whom I had stayed with when I came.

Old man Zheng Chen in the village is a wonderful person. He roasts crispy rabbit meat, makes high-quality rice wine, and has good conversation and knowledge.

Zhou Yi talked with him about the world and guided the past and present, but he had no advantage at all. He had chatted all night before he was happy.

"The strange people in the mountains and fields are nothing more than this!"

Zhou Yi touched his shriveled pocket: "Even the scattered silver has not been left behind. Brother Chen knows astronomy and geography, so he won't be reluctant to borrow money from two taels, right?"

When he was poor and rich, Zhou Yi brought five thousand taels of silver notes when he went out, and another "hero" gave several thousand taels of silver on the way, but now he has spent no money left.

When Zhou Yi was thinking, he kept working hard and was close to Chenjiagou.

When the wind blew, his face suddenly changed slightly!

“What a strong smell of blood.”

Zhou Yi jumped on the horse's back, and the distance of a hundred feet arrived in an instant.

There is indeed smoke in the village, but it is not the farmers who cook, but two or three hundred soldiers make fires at the entrance of the village.

The soldiers on duty found someone coming over and shouted with Park Dao: "What are you looking at? If you don't want to die, get away!"

"Where are people from Chenjiagou?"

Zhou Yi could guess without asking that the swords were stained with fresh blood on the knives, and the chef was slaughtering pigs and sheep, with large and small grain bags piled up next to them.

The commander in charge said, "What nonsense is it? Just shoot and kill it."

With a command, the bowstring sounded and more than a dozen arrows shot towards him.

"Zhou has not been aggressive all his life, but someone is rushing to seek death!"

Zhou Yi's body was shaking, as fast as lightning, which had exceeded the limit of ordinary people's reaction.

The commander only saw a faint phantom, shuttled between the soldiers under his command. The soldiers could not even scream when they died, and fell to the ground in pieces like mowing grass.

"Ghost!"

The commander screamed strangely and ran towards Chenjiagou with his head in his arms.

After slaughtering more than 200 soldiers and only a dozen breaths, Zhou Yi and a few flying leaps after him, and a cold voice sounded in the ears of the Dutong.

"I want to see a ghost so much, I will do what you want!"

After saying that, he activated the Anzhai Talisman, and ghosts floated out of the houses in the village. Most of them were vague and confused and could not distinguish their faces, and a few could see clearly that their arms and legs were missing, and their bodies were covered with knife and gunshot wounds.

One of the evil souls is the clearest, with a broken neck and two holes in the abdomen, and blood is emitting from the scooping.

Trepidation!

When the wronged soul saw the commander's appearance, his resentment suddenly surged and his face was ferocious, making a harsh ghost roar.

The other ghosts with chaotic consciousness were called and guided by the wronged souls and rushed over.

The commander has never seen such a terrifying scene. This ghost dragged half of his intestines, and the ghost carried his head, making his eyes fainted.

The ghosts pounced on the commander and were about to devour their yang energy, essence and blood, but suddenly the evil energy of the military formation appeared to protect them.

The severe pain like a knife cutting and stabbing made the ghost scream and retreat, and Nuonuo did not dare to step forward.

The unjust soul's eyes were bloodshot, and black mist sprayed out from his mouth, covering the commander.

Zhou Yi's magic power was circulating and he used the lion's roar's martial arts method: "Brother Chen, let's keep a breath, I have something to ask him."

The sound was like thunder, and the wronged soul woke up from the ferocity, recognized Zhou Yi's appearance, and blood and tears oozed out of his eyes.

"Thank you, my kind-hearted man, to avenge Chenjiagou's bloody hatred!"

"Brother Chen is mourning."

Zhou Yi walked to Dutong's body, and his magic power penetrated several acupoints. Lingchi's severe pain made him wake up from his coma.

"Are you a defeated army in the northern border?"

The governor looked at the ghosts around him, staring at him with red eyes with resentment, his spine became cold, and he got up and kowtowed and begged.

"I have no choice. Since the defeat and fleeing in the Northern Xinjiang, the court has not issued new military orders, nor has it allocated military pay, food and supplies!"
Chapter completed!