The cold wind howled, brushing across the city, and blew the flag of the Jiuyou Kingdom stuck on the wall waving and making waves of sounds.
After Hei Wuchang Fan Wuhe kept his explanation in mind, he pondered for a while and slowly said: "Young Master, these pirates have no rules, and the risk of cooperating with them is not small."
"But they are good at naval warfare; as long as they are willing to obey orders, they can exert their value in the upcoming war." Xiao Shizhu slowly shook his head and continued to look out of the city: "And the prestige of Jiuyou Kingdom has recently been
It spread far to Dongyizhou and Huangquan Sea, and many pirates who were unwilling to be criticized by robbers, all proposed to join various camps. However, as far as I know, except for our country, other ghost countries were not the first.
The low status means hating them all robbed the merchant ships of their ghost country. So if we treat them as humans, they will be willing to fight for us on the battlefield."
"Since that's the case, we have to use our military rules to restrain them." Hei Wuchang listened and thought, and then he slowly spoke up: "Otherwise they will be a group of mobs."
"So this is why I transferred you over; it should not be difficult for you, a ghost who has been a Yin Shi Shang in the Northern Yin Dynasty, to teach them how to understand the rules." Xiao Shizhu then turned his head,
Smile to Hei Wuchang.
Hei Wuchang showed a smile that was even worse than crying; this cannot be blamed for Fan Wuhe. He was born with a stiff facial muscles and could not laugh, so it was even worse than crying.
"In the future, the Emperor of Fengdu will definitely regret it." Xiao Shizhu patted his shoulder hard again, looked at the hilly river water far outside the city, and said slowly: "I regret provoking us souls whom he once looked down upon.
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The sky above the Yuque Palace was getting darker and darker. The dark clouds had already covered the clear blue sky that had just been cleared out in the blink of an eye.
The strong wind blew the strange flowers and plants in the city and the sinkholes. Although it had not rained yet, the clouds had begun to thunder and lightning, illuminating the sky and the earth.
After the ghost mother finished reviewing Xiao Fuling's book that she had no right to decide, she went to coax Xiao Fucha, who had woken up for a while. But she was always worried, and her brows were always frowning slightly.
After hearing that the Emperor of Fengdu drew a large army to advance eastward and headed straight to Dongyizhou, the target was her husband Xiao Shizhu, and the ghost mother kept going up and down. Even though she immediately dispatched troops secretly to support Dongyizhou, she also took the lead.
A large number of newly produced firearms and ammunition were sent to Dongyizhou in batches by transport ships, but she was still worried.
She was once the founding father of the Northern Yin Dynasty. She knew how brave and good at fighting the army in Fengdu Emperor was. In the battle of Shuoyue Island, the Jiuyou Kingdom Army had the most advanced firearms in the underworld, but they were still using the death and wounded and Xiao Shizhu.
The trick brought about the final victory.
Now, the Beiyin Dynasty, which has suffered from the loss of the Jiuyou Kingdom's firearms, has also begun to equip the army with various types of firearms. From the Netherworld Ghost Cannon to the Ten Thousand Fire Flying Sands, the firearms owned by the Beiyin Dynasty have begun to be produced in large quantities.
Equipped to the army.
As Xiao Shizhu once said, the future battle will only become more and more difficult. What the ghost mother is worried about is not whether the war that will take place in Dongyizhou will not be long before long, and whether the Jiuyou Kingdom will win. It is about to happen
In the fierce battle, can Xiao Shizhu be unscathed?
The wet nurse who specializes in taking care of her children, Ghost Heer stood beside her. After watching the ghost mother's slightly frown for a long time, she slowly asked: "Mother Guo, are you anything you are worried about?"
The ghost mother holding the peddler's drum and teasing Xiao Fucha in the cradle, recovered from her daze, smiled slightly, and said disrespectfully: "No, maybe it's because she's too tired recently."
He'er responded and did not delve into it.
"Help me see the Fucha, I'll go out for a walk." After a while, the ghost mother stood up, handed the peddler drum in her hand to the tomb Guiheer, and walked out of the building.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Chen Ruo, who was by the door, came up and asked: "Where are you going, Mother Nation? Do you need Chen Ruo to accompany you?"
"No, I'll go to the backyard." The ghost mother said this, walked straight down the jade stairs, stood in front and back of the building, and turned around, heading towards the back of the building.
The gust of wind blew, causing the ghost grass on both sides of the cobblestone path she was stepping on, and from the notes to the leaves, all black bamboos of darkness, blowing around.
The ghost mother lotus steps in the wind and walks towards the end of the path. At the end of this stone path, there are strange flowers and plants and natural appearances. They are both exquisite and beautiful, and steep and majestic rockery. There is a look like a mountain.
Single-story jade tower of the pavilion.
Like all the buildings in Yuque Palace, from the tiles at the top to the abutment below, from beams to columns, they are all made of good jade.
The tower base made of Huanglong jade is engraved with various legends of the underworld, including ancient gods creating the world, fighting against gods and demons, and how ancient gods built a pillar of heaven leading to the human world, etc.
Each picture is meticulously crafted, with a vivid pattern, and it all feels like it is about to come out.
Jade is made of jade tiles covering the roof, and a small pavilion is also built on the top, which enshrines an ancient god with a human body and a snake tail.
The ghost mother walked to the tower, and after the imperial guards guarding her saluted her, she worked together to slowly push open the two closed jade doors.
As the door unfolds, the spotless tower decoration behind the door slowly appears in front of the ghost mother as the door opens. In addition to the jade floor tiles and jade walls, there is only the deep one left.
The shrine on the table, as well as the eternal lamps, incense burners and fruit offerings in front of the shrine.
The shrine, which has a style like a hip-mounted roof, the number of decorative animals, as well as brackets, colored patterns, etc., is enshrined in the statue of Xiao Shizhu's parents.
Nuwa and Fuxi, both human bodies and snake tails, stood quietly in the shrine. Fuxi held a ruler in his hand and Nuwa held a ruler in his hand. Under the glimmer of the eternal light, you can see that the corners of their slightly raised mouths were hung with a faint linger.
Smiling, so amiable.
This is a ancestral hall built by Xiao Shizhu after he entered Yuque City and summoned craftsmen to build privately, specifically to worship his parents. Before he had a fall in love with the Emperor of Fengdu, this was the absolute secret of Jiuyou Kingdom, and Xiao Shizhu did not have it.
Sacrifices were held with great fanfare.
But after falling out with the Emperor of Fengdu, he held two large-scale sacrifices here, and the sacrifices of the four seasons declined once, so that all the ministers and officials and the ghosts of the Jiuyou Kingdom knew about his parents' background.
At the same time, he also consolidated his dominance.
The ghost mother walked in without saying a word, and the two imperial guards worked together to close the door.
A faint light emits a light from the double-layered lotus-shaped eternal lamp. In the incense burner in the middle of the eternal lamp, there is a sacrificial official who has just lit it, and the fragrance has not yet burned out. The dark red fragrance has faint green smoke floating on the head.
It rises and radiates in the air, covering the shrine with a layer of haze.
The wind was getting louder and louder outside the tower, and through the closed door, the ghost mother could hear their howling.
She stood alone at the altar, picked up three fragrant sticks from the table, and then the flames as big as beans in the eternal lamp ignited the fragrance. The ghost mother held it solemnly with both hands and bowed respectfully to the statue of the god in the shrine.
He bowed three times, then took a step and inserted the fragrance into the incense burner.
Then the ghost mother took two steps back, knelt down on the cushion in front of the altar, and looked up at the statue of the god in the shrine through the curling blue smoke not far away.
"My father-in-law, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your second granddaughter is born and she is very healthy. When she grows older, I will definitely bring her to burn incense for you." After a moment of silence, the ghost mother opened her red lips lightly.
He murmured to himself at the two statues in the shrine: "Xiao Shizhu is also very good now. Now he is fighting in Dongyizhou and cannot come to burn incense to the two elders every day. Please forgive me."
The ghost mother spoke very slowly, and her tone was dull and calm, as if she was murmuring.
After saying this, she stared at the statue and was silent for a long time. The uneasiness in her heart did not fade away because of the fragrance of calming the spirit and the amiable smile of the statue, but instead became heavier.
The millions of troops of the Emperor of Fengdu are gathering, while the Jiuyou Kingdom's army in Dongyizhou has only more than 500,000 troops, most of which have surrendered troops, and have no tacit understanding with the Jiuyou Kingdom's army. There are also two counties who need land.
The guards must be scattered everywhere.
However, the millions of troops of the Emperor of Fengdu gathered together. As long as they attacked any point, the defenders of Jiuyou Kingdom in any place in Dongyizhou would face more than ten times stronger enemies.
Xiao Shizhu is in Dongyizhou again.
It is precisely because of this that the ghost mother feels uneasy.
She was sweating profusely in her palm. After kneeling on the ground in silence for a long time, she slowly spoke again: "But the old ghost of Fengdu gathered millions of troops this time and rushed straight to Dongyizhou. His target is you
Our sons, my husband.”
"I once sent a message to Xiao Shizhu, asking him to come back to take refuge quickly. But he refused." After a pause, the ghost mother stared at the statue of the god behind Qingyan, and then said: "He is your child,
You should all know him. This is how he is. His heart, who is born to love to play, is always full of courage to challenge and take risks. He is always happy about it."
Speaking of this, the ghost mother looked at the statue and smiled flatteringly.
But the nervousness that turned into tension in her heart continued to pour into her ghost blood, causing every pore and every blood vessel to tremble slightly.
"He insisted on staying, and we did everything we should do. And Xiao Shizhu is also actively preparing for war in Dongyizhou." The ghost mother licked her and spoke for too long, and the corners of her mouth were a little dry and cracked, with her mouth in her arms.
With great sincerity, he stared at the two statues of gods and begged respectfully: "In-laws, if you have spirits in heaven, you will show spirits. Don't ask Xiao Shizhu to win the battle completely, but please be safe and don't have them.
Any life worries.”.
After speaking, she bent down and kowtowed three times to the statue in the shrine. When she raised her head again, her forehead under her slightly curled bangs was already slightly red. It's right.
"Please be a father-in-law, you must bless Xiao Shizhu to return safely." The ghost mother staring at the statue again, and said whispering: "If Xiao Shizhu can return safely, Yu'er is willing to clean the ancestral hall and shrines for you every day when she is in the palace. Never be lazy.”
After the Qingyan, the smiles of the statues of Fuxi and Nuwa seemed to be a little clearer. (To be continued)