"I'll leave as soon as possible. I'll be there later." Li Changan sprinkled water on his face.
Song Anmin nodded and left quickly.
Back in the private room, Li Changan accompanied Zhou Ziyu and Annan for another meal and drink before speaking,
"It's getting late today, how about we withdraw?"
Zhou Ziyu was holding a small jar of Erguotou and pouring it into his mouth, "What should I withdraw?"
Annan's fair face was covered with red clouds, and Liu Ye's eyes were filled with water, "What? Are you going back to accompany your sister-in-law and little sister so early?"
Li Changan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You guys should drink less. Although Erguotou is good, it has a lot of stamina, so don't get drunk."
"Drunk?" Zhou Ziyu took another big sip, "Do you think I, the eighth-level warrior, am joking? Do you understand if you can't pour a thousand cups?"
"You also have to think about Brother An. What will happen when Brother An gets drunk?" Li Changan advised him earnestly.
"What's the problem in finding a place to sleep when you're drunk?" Annan glanced at Li Changan.
Li Changan drank a few more drinks with the two of them, and then sent them away after talking to each other.
When I left Wangfuji, I was already smelling of alcohol.
At this time, the lanterns were on, the lights on the streets were swaying, and the streets were bustling with people.
Song Anmin walked beside Li Changan, "Master, are you okay? Why don't you go there tomorrow?"
"It's okay." Li Changan shook his head, and the dragon-elephant breathing method was slightly faster.
The smell of alcohol surrounding him instantly became stronger.
My head is still a little unclear.
As Li Changan walked, he felt the suet-fat jade book in his mind, and the page turned to "Picture of Stone Tiger".
A fierce murderous intention that seemed to be able to tear everything into pieces suddenly hit my heart.
It's like a basin of ice water poured down on your head, cooling your heart.
The smell of alcohol exuding from Li Changan became stronger and stronger, but his eyes became clearer and clearer.
But no one noticed that the dark color in Li Changan's eyes seemed to be a little thicker.
After reluctantly learning the Dragon Elephant Breathing Technique, his ability to withstand the fierce murderous intent in "Stone Tiger Picture" became stronger and stronger.
Using the murderous intention in "The Stone Tiger Picture" to sober up can be regarded as opportunistic.
But if you stare into the abyss for too long, the abyss will stare back.
Even Li Changan himself didn't notice it. As he continued to sense the "Stone Tiger Picture", he endured the fierce murderous intention in it that shredded everything.
Unknowingly, his body was gradually tainted with a trace of the murderous intention in "The Stone Tiger Picture".
Just when Li Changan was using "Stone Tiger Picture" to sober up,
Song Anmin, who was following behind on the right, suddenly had hairs on his body, and looked at Li Changan in front of him with a horrified look on his face.
What was that murderous intention that made his hair stand on end!?
Why is it so amazing?
The murderous intention disappeared in a flash, and Song Anmin quickly lowered his head.
The Lord seems to have been shrouded in a layer of fog, and no one knows what is hidden behind this layer of fog.
…
Come to the veterans’ yard,
As soon as I walked into the courtyard gate, people started to stand up one after another.
Zhang Fugui and several members of the spy department and the Jin Department also came over.
"Forty-seven brothers are here this time. They returned from the northern battlefield three years ago." Zhang Fugui stepped forward and said.
"Lord." After seeing Li Changan, the members of the Jin Department of the Intelligence Department all saluted with clasped fists.
The forty-seven veterans who had just arrived were a little hesitant, with some fear in their eyes, but they still saluted sparsely with clasped fists.
Li Changan nodded, "Uncle Zhang, please help me bring a few jars of wine over."
"We have moved here a long time ago." Zhang Fugui waved, and several people from the Jin Department began to skillfully pick up the wine jar and pour wine into everyone's bowls.
Li Chang'an picked up the wine bowl and said loudly, "Brothers, this is our first meeting. Chang'an respects you all."
After saying that, he raised his head and drank.
The veterans in the yard also drank a bowl.
After three big bowls in a row, Li Changan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brothers, sit down and let's chat casually."
Li Changan held the wine bowl in his hand. This time he no longer poured bowl after bowl into his mouth, but he still took a sip with everyone.
Another nearly ten bowls of wine were consumed.
Under the guidance of Li Changan, a group of veterans talked about their heroic past in the northern battlefield, and the atmosphere in the yard gradually became warm.
"Back then, we fought more than a dozen battles with the demon clan. Almost all of us were dead, and the army's battle formation could no longer be used, so we retreated."
"Of the hundreds of thousands of people, no more than 700 survived in the end, and only a few of us are left with our hands and feet intact."
"The generals were all killed in the battle, and the demon clan's army of beasts numbered in the millions. It was overwhelming and overwhelming..."
The old soldier drank wine and recounted the past events.
"Those that run on the ground, those that fly in the sky, and those that burrow into the ground are hard to stop in an enemy city. They all have to be filled with human lives."
"If the city is lost, it will be taken back again. The corpses will be piled up like a mountain range and spread out for more than ten miles."
Li Changan could feel the tragedy contained in these few words just by listening to them.
Of the hundreds of thousands of people, no more than 700 survived, which is no different from the annihilation of the entire army.
But what they faced was an army of millions of beasts.
It is truly everywhere, and wherever you look, your sight is completely occupied.
Under such circumstances, it was hard for Li Changan to imagine how he could survive.
"However, when it comes to war, none of us will be cowardly."
"I was still drinking just a moment ago. As long as I hear the war drums, grab a war spear and a long knife, I can go to war."
"Regardless of how many monsters the demon clan has, they are all just fake, specially designed to die."
"Only the real demon clan is a headache. It takes a lot of effort to kill a demon soldier."
Li Changan sat aside, listening to the conversations of the veterans, and asked questions from time to time.
"Is there any difference between the demon soldiers and the army of beasts?"
"That's definitely different. Among the demon army, the Hundred Beast Legion is the main force. They are dedicated to the front line and are responsible for sending people to die. If they attack the city, their corpses can be used as ladders to climb the city."
"The Legion of Beasts has no sanity and relies solely on animal nature."
"But if you become a demon, you will have sanity. It will be no different from our human race. Some of them are even incredibly smart."
…
Some veterans couldn't help but shake their heads and lamented, "The weakest demon soldiers are all seventh-grade, and there are demon generals above them..."
"Actually, the number of monsters is not that terrifying, but the beast army is so numerous that they can't be killed no matter what."
"Take the most common rat army as an example. There are seven or eight rat cubs in a litter. They are born all year round and it is impossible to kill them all."
"It seems useless, but once the number reaches hundreds of thousands or millions, no city wall can stop it, and it can be hollowed out."
…
Li Changan couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the dense rats gnawing at the city walls from the ground and underground, and couldn't help but ask,
"Then what should we do in the face of these armies of beasts?"
"The best thing to use is the fire attack. One fire can burn hundreds of thousands to death." A veteran said,
"There is also the use of grammar, which can also have miraculous effects."
"A simple warrior will soon be exhausted by relying on brute force, and in the end no bones and dregs will be left."
"But a fourth-grade martial artist has a golden body. Even if he stands there and lets them bite him, their teeth will only be broken."
Li Changan nodded, took another sip of wine, pursed his lips and asked,
"Brothers, do you know about Juyong City?"
"Juyong!?" The veterans in the yard looked at each other, and finally said hesitantly, "Juyong City was destroyed three years ago."
"Back then, it was the center of the battlefield in the eastern part of the Northern Territory. More than one million lives were taken there, and the demon clan even sent out an army of tens of millions of beasts, including 300,000 demon legions."
"It was reduced to ashes and now it's a wasteland."
"Our Genshan City is only on the edge of the eastern battlefield and was almost wiped out, let alone Juyong City in the center."
Li Changan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
His father and brother joined the army five years ago and went to Juyong City.
Li Changan asked Uncle Zhang and Song Anmin and others, but their battlefield was too far away from Juyong City and he didn't know the specific situation.
Everyone is saying that if he hasn't come back for five years, he must be dead.
But Li Changan still had some luck in his heart.
There may be individual survivors who remain unknown to outsiders.
But now I heard about the tragedy in Juyong City, how could anyone survive?
Li Changan took a deep sip of wine.
How could Zhang Fugui not know why Li Changan asked Juyong City?
He stepped forward and patted Li Changan on the shoulder.
Li Changan shook his head, indicating that he was fine, then stood up,
"Brothers, since we are here, Li will ensure that everyone has enough food and clothing. Take a good rest these two days. Brothers will come to help you work in the next two days."
With that said, Li Changan walked towards the outside of the courtyard.
At the same time, the pages of the mutton-fat jade book opened with a clatter.