Chapter 135: No one wants to be a shrinking turtle
With a successful precedent, the "Spark" project began to recruit volunteers on a large scale.
In major hospitals, people who are dying of terminal cancer enter the operating room after undergoing strict assessment and screening.
Hundreds of disabled veterans learned that they had the opportunity to return to the battlefield and signed up one after another.
When they learned that their brains would be removed and turned into monsters, they were not frightened, but instead became more excited.
As a result, hundreds of monsters with human brains left the underground base in Kyoto City and were secretly sent to the Northern Monster Realm.
Sparks are quietly dormant inside the demon clan.
Waiting for the most brilliant bloom during the great counterattack.
Then, the clone army quietly left Kyoto City and marched north.
In the underground city.
When the cabinet elders were arguing over whether to launch a large-scale counterattack.
A document jointly signed by the God of War and the Elder Council spread to thousands of cities in Kyushu.
The huge conference room in the underground city was quiet for a moment.
Mr. Youge slapped the table and shouted angrily, "Fake! Who the hell is pretending to be my signature?!"
The other elders were either angry or shocked.
There were also several pavilion elders who realized something and suddenly felt a sense of relief.
At the scene, only Mr. Zhang Ge had a smile on his lips.
The elders all looked at him, "Is it your fault?!"
Mr. Zhang Ge said coldly, "The time has come."
"What's going on?" Mr. Youge slapped the table and yelled, "With the current situation in Kyushu, is there a half chance of winning?"
Some elders scolded him sternly, pointing at Mr. Zhang's nose and yelling, "You actually colluded with the God of War, you traitor!"
Mr. Zhang Ge stood up and snorted disdainfully, "All the thirty-six prefectures in Kyushu have received orders. This transfer order was jointly signed by the God of War and the Council of Elders. Anyone who disobeys the order will be treason."
"The deal is done, please don't act recklessly, otherwise, the Temple of War has issued a black killing order. No matter you are the governor or the elder of the pavilion, you will not escape death."
After saying this, Mr. Zhang Ge turned and left.
The conference room fell silent for a moment.
"I think it's time to fight back. Everyone, Li is going to prepare for the war. Take your leave." Mr. You Ge stood up and logged off.
"I should give my old bones a try." Another senior minister went offline.
One after another, five pavilion elders left.
The remaining cabinet elders were all conservatives. They looked at each other in confusion, and finally looked at a cabinet elder named Zhao.
Mr. Zhao Ge was silent for a long time and finally spoke, "The situation is over. We have no choice. These lunatics have put the national destiny and future of the entire Kyushu at risk."
He looked at the other pavilion elders and said angrily, "What are you doing standing still? Go prepare for war!"
Zhao Ge, who was over a hundred years old, looked up at the ceiling, a fierce look flashed in his muddy old eyes, "Let's fight."
…
Ghost City, Yama Hall.
Thousands of ghosts were brought into the hall and knelt on the ground.
Li Xiang spoke slowly, "All ready?"
Yan Luo replied, "There are 8,848 existing cities in the Kyushu Kingdom. Among the dead souls in each city, we selected a person with high moral standing and sufficient ability."
He handed over a thick roster and said, "Please take a look at it."
Li Xiang put the name list on the document and looked at the more than 8,000 ghosts kneeling in the hall. They were all male ghosts, and most of them were old people.
Yama is still biased.
However, these details are not important.
Li Xiang opened his mouth, his voice like a loud bell, full of majesty, "The war is coming, special things will be done, I will confer you the title of City God, go back and recruit troops and horses to defend your homeland."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ghost Seal appeared out of thin air and was placed on the roster.
Every name turned into a golden light and penetrated into the brows of each ghost.
This golden light contained the luck of the underworld, and the auras of the ghosts who were named City Gods surged.
From the first level to the second level and finally to the third level!
Among the more than 8,000 city gods, an old man mustered up his courage and glanced at the tall figure sitting in front of the main hall.
When he saw Li Xiang's familiar face, his soul trembled.
…
Yangcheng.
Generals from the four defense zones in the southeast, northwest and northwest gathered at the city lord's palace.
On the conference table are the highest orders from the God of War and the Council of Elders.
The old housekeeper stood beside him with a solemn expression.
City Lord Su Bing knocked on the table, signaled everyone to be quiet, and said: "The meaning above is very clear. First, recall veterans under the age of fifty. Second, from each city, send half of the troops to the north."
He looked around at everyone and said, "If you have any ideas, please tell me."
Xu Wencheng was the first to speak: "Even if the fourth line of defense collapsed, many places in the northern border were beaten to a blank, and the military did not recall veterans, this time, there must be something big."
The other generals all stared at Su Bing.
They all have guesses about the high-level officials' purpose.
But it's just speculation.
Yangcheng is too remote and has little information. They have no way to know what is happening on the front line.
Even the highest order jointly signed by the God of War and the Council of Elders was transferred from Tongzhou Prefecture.
Facing everyone's nervous and expectant eyes, Su Bing was silent for a moment and said: "The news I just received from Palace Master Xiao is that we are going to counterattack."
The conference room was quiet for a moment, and then cheers erupted, almost knocking down the ceiling.
"Mad, after being a coward all your life, you finally have to be brave!"
"The senior management finally figured it out, let's do it!"
"City Lord, I sign up to go north!"
"I'll go too!"
"And me!"
The generals became excited one by one and rushed to sign up.
At the scene, only Xu Wencheng, the commander of the northern defense zone, frowned.
Xu Wencheng said worriedly, "If half of the troops are sent to the north, what will happen to Yangcheng's security?"
Everyone was stunned.
Nie Zhuyin frowned and said, "With the rune cannon left by Palace Master Xiao, plus half of the troops, it should be enough to deal with the normal beast tide."
In fact, when Li Xiang left Yangcheng, he collected a lot of weapons from Palace Master Xiao and left them all in Yangcheng.
Therefore, Yangcheng's combat power has always been overflowing.
Now that half of the combat force is being deployed to the northern front, Yangcheng's security can still be barely maintained.
Xu Wencheng said, "With such a large-scale troop mobilization, there is no way to avoid the monsters outside. If they take the opportunity to attack the city, Yangcheng is still in danger of being destroyed."
Su Bing nodded and asked subconsciously, "Mr. Sun, do you have any opinions?"
As soon as the words were spoken, Su Bing's expression changed.
The southern zone commander's seat is empty.
Mr. Sun, who had worked hard for Yangcheng all his life, passed away half a month ago.
On the day of the old man's funeral, all the 300,000 people in Yangcheng were in mourning.
The generals looked lonely.
Su Bing sighed and said: "Yangcheng has enough weapons. Even if half of the troops are deployed, we can barely maintain security. But in most cities in Kyushu, the military strength is already tight. If we strictly implement the orders of the God of War and the Pavilion Elders,
, I’m afraid that our city will fall before the reinforcements reach the northern frontline.”
Once thousands of cities in Kyushu fall, no matter whether the northern counterattack wins or loses, it will be meaningless.
Xu Wencheng was silent for a moment and said: "This order from the God of War and the Council of Elders is really stupid. But it doesn't make sense. Neither the God of War nor the respected Elders would issue such a random order."
The generals were silent.
They did not dare to question the God of War and Elder Ge, but they felt that this decision was really ridiculous.
But at this moment.
The guard broke in and said in panic, "City Lord, come out, something happened!"
Su Bing frowned. This guard had always been steady. If he was so flustered at this moment, something serious must have happened.
"Come with me and have a look!"
Su Bing led a group of generals out of the conference room and flew over the city lord's palace.
Everyone, gasped.
I saw large black fog rising over Central Park.
The entire park was shrouded in black fog.
The fog quickly spread to the surrounding area, and within a few breaths, it spread to several nearby blocks.
Su Bing frowned, "This is Yin Qi."
He looked intently in the direction of the Chenghuang Temple.
I vaguely saw four figures wearing ancient clothes walking out of the City God's Temple.
To be more precise, it floated out.
They floated forward without touching the ground with their feet, beating the gong and shouting loudly: "The evil soldiers use the passage, and the living people get out of the way."
"Yin soldiers?"
Su Bing's pupils shrank suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, the door of the City God's Temple was opened, and large groups of Yin soldiers came out. They were wearing bronze armor, with long knives at their waists, and carrying crossbows on their backs, marching in formation.
Every Yin soldier exudes a powerful aura that is not weaker than the first-order atavism.
A total of more than a thousand Yin soldiers took to the streets, divided into four columns in the center of the city, and walked in the four directions of east, west, north and south.
The gloomy air surges into the sky.
The citizens of Yangcheng, who had never seen such a battle, fled in panic, hid in buildings, and closed the doors and windows tightly.
The generals in the city lord's palace all looked pale.
These terrifying evil soldiers are enough to destroy the entire Yangcheng.
Xu Wencheng looked at Su Bing and said desperately, "City Lord, please ask Palace Master Xiao for help. I'm afraid Yangcheng will not be saved."
Su Bing's lips trembled and he was about to speak.
Then I saw a few more ghost servants floating out of the City God's Temple, with ghosts behind them, carrying sedans and walking towards the City Lord's Mansion.
They were obviously walking very slowly, but it only took them a few breaths to arrive in front of the city lord's mansion.
The sedan landed on the ground, and something happened to open the sedan curtain.
An old man in ancient official attire got off the sedan chair, raised his head, and looked at Su Bing and the generals who were facing a formidable enemy.
"City Lord, everyone, long time no see."
Su Bing's pupils shrank and his voice trembled, "Mr. Sun?"
The generals also opened their eyes wide.
How is it possible? Isn't Mr. Sun dead?
Su Bing thought of something, fell to the ground, and asked in disbelief, "Mr. Sun, what are you..."
The ghost in front of him is none other than Mr. Sun, the commander of the Yangcheng southern defense zone.
However, the old man in my impression was always wearing a cane and looking senile, but the old man in front of him had a straight waist, giving people a sense of majesty and oppression.
Xu Wencheng, who was next to him, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Third level... Mr. Sun was not an atavist when he was alive. Why did he become a ghost after his death and actually have third level strength?"
Mr. Sun stroked his gray beard and said, "The old man has been lucky enough to be named the City God of Yangcheng by Emperor Yin. Now he has returned to Yangcheng and selected a thousand men as soldiers from among the dead soldiers."
"From now on, we will protect the 300,000 people in Yangcheng."
A Yin soldier walked up to the city wall.
The originally vigilant and fearful soldiers guarding the city were stunned when they saw the faces of those Yin soldiers.
"Zhao Fei, is that you?"
"Captain Qian, you, what are you..."
"Brother, am I not dreaming?"
The Yin soldiers looked at the familiar faces, and smiles gradually appeared on their pale faces.
People and ghosts have different paths, but they can protect this city and this homeland together.
After some explanation from Mr. Sun.
The generals finally came to their senses and became ecstatic.
Mr. Sun said: "These Yin soldiers can only maintain their fighting power with the blessing of the City God's Temple. Therefore, they cannot go north to destroy the demons."
Xu Wencheng smiled heartily, "With you here, we can leave with peace of mind!"
Ma Zhiyuan chuckled, grabbed it with his fingers, and more than a dozen alloy spears flew to his back, shouting: "North City Defense Army First Battalion, all assembled!"
Luo Heng clenched his fists and said, "Everyone from the third battalion, get over here!"
Nie Zhuyin smiled coquettishly and said, "Everyone in the eastern defense zone, come out to me."
Soon, a total of more than 50,000 soldiers from the four defense zones of Yangcheng gathered under the city.
More than 30,000 veterans also came from all over the city.
The military formation is like a forest.
Su Bingdun felt heroic and looked at Mr. Sun, who was dressed in ancient official uniform. "With you here, Yangcheng will have no worries. I can lead the Yangcheng army north to join the battle."
"City Lord, you'd better stay."
"Yes, City Lord, Yangcheng still needs you to be in charge."
"The transfer order also said that only half of the troops are needed."
The generals tried to dissuade him.
Su Bing turned around and asked, "Which of you wants to stay?"
No one spoke.
Su Bing asked again, "Who is willing to go north to join the war?"
"I!"
All the generals stepped forward.
Su Bing shrugged, "Look, you don't want to stay in Yangcheng, and you still want to keep me, the city lord, here as a coward?"
The generals could not refute.
Su Bing said again, "With Mr. Sun here, and with so many soldiers here, they are stronger than when they were alive, and stronger than us. With them guarding Yangcheng, what else should I worry about?"
He raised his hand to Mr. Sun and said, "Old Sun, I'll leave it to you in Yangcheng."
The bookish city lord waved his hand and said boldly: "The whole army marches out!"
Eighty thousand troops came out of the city with great fanfare.
After the Yin soldiers climbed up to the city wall, the Yin energy in the city dispersed.
Three hundred thousand citizens bid farewell to the army and left.
City God Sun Lao bowed to the commander of the army and said loudly: "Waiting for your triumphant return!"
Su Bing did not look back, but raised his right hand high and clenched it into a fist.
