Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Time flies, and all the monks have been on the flying boat for a month.

During this month, Qingxi would come to Ji Mingzhao's room every day to deliver meals to Ji Mingzhao, but before Ji Mingzhao had a word with her, he left quickly without looking back, without any hesitation. Giving Ji Mingzhao the time to keep talking about running trains to coax her, Ji Mingzhao was also very depressed because of this, he couldn't even eat a few bites of his daily meals, and the rest went into Xu Guangbai's stomach.

It's just that Xu Guangbai doesn't say anything nice when he has to eat. He stuffed the dishes on the table into his mouth quickly, while the old god answered: "You can't live by yourself."

"...Eat your food, even if you eat it, you won't be able to block your mouth."

Xu Guangbai shrugged, then picked up a chopstick and put it in his bowl: "Are you still eating?"

If I don't eat it, I will be rounded.

"..."

Ji Mingzhao looked at Xu Guangbai, and Xu Guangbai looked down at the dishes, his eyes full of desire for food.

She looked at Xu Guangbai, and Xu Guangbai also raised his head to look at Ji Mingzhao at this moment, and Ji Mingzhao actually saw some coquettishness in those eyes.

"Eat?"

"eat."

But Ji Mingzhao still cruelly rejected Xu Guangbai, and the monkey child didn't need food to supplement his energy, and he would compete with her for food all day long.

"……Oh."

Xu Guangbai sat up straight and tried not to focus on the food. Anyway, he couldn't smell the food, so he simply couldn't see or worry: "How many days are there?"

Ji Mingzhao picked up a small bun and stuffed it into his mouth, counting the days with his fingers: "It should arrive today."

"too slow."

Life on the flying boat is too monotonous, entertainment is extremely scarce, and the space for activities is limited. More than 30 people stare at each other on the flying boat every day. Clearly.

"It's not so boring if you read the book Master left for you." Ji Mingzhao took a sip of the soup leaking from the bottom of the bun.

Xu Guangbai gave Ji Mingzhao a sideways look: "Have you read it, you just say me."

"I'm not complaining."

Xu Guangbai was so swallowed by Ji Mingzhao that he didn't think to respond. Ji Mingzhao waited for a long time, but he didn't see Xu Guangbai answer the first half of the sentence.

Not long after this lunch, this flying boat trip finally arrived at the destination: Hengguo Lang City.

At this time, Langcheng was blocked by the coalition forces of Dan Kingdom and Jiang Kingdom. These two advance armies surrounded Langcheng. Now it was the third day that Langcheng was besieged.

Lang City is located in the hinterland of Heng State, and it has been a place of grain production since ancient times. Let alone being surrounded for three days at this time, even if it is surrounded for another year and a half, the people there will still have food and water to eat .

The people in the city knew that they couldn't die of starvation, so they didn't feel how horrible it was, and they still lived their own lives.

But the generals guarding the city were anxious every day.

Lang City is one of the several large granaries in Heng Country. If the food can no longer be sent out, the soldiers on the front line will run out of food. At that time, Heng Country's army will be destroyed by itself, and the coalition forces will have more food in a shorter period of time. Successfully carve up Heng country.

"When will the reinforcements arrive?" Jia Chun's father, Jia Meng, stood on the city wall. He only received the battle report three days ago, and the frontline troops took another step back. This gave the coalition forces of the two countries a chance to come to Lang City. Containment.

In the past three days, the coalition forces of the two countries have not moved at all. This is not good news. It should be that these people think that Langcheng is a granary, and there are many troops on guard. They are also waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.

As long as Langcheng's grain cannot be delivered, the west side will be unable to defend, and it will only be a matter of time before they are attacked into the imperial city.

"...Go back to the general, it's not here yet."

"Wait another three days, if the reinforcements haven't arrived..." Jia Meng closed his eyes wearily, took a deep breath, "Break out."

The soldier who came to report looked up at Jia Meng, with fear in his eyes.

He is not too old, he is only in his early twenties, his eyes are moving with intelligence, he didn't want to join the army, but now the country is in turmoil and he has no one to rely on, so he can only pay for this one person's mistake.

"Yes!"

……

……

The flying boat of Fu Mozong staggered and stopped in the woods in the deep mountains outside Lang City. The power of the monks is beyond the reach of ordinary people. As long as a monk at the Golden Core level can easily destroy an army of tens of thousands of people, To mortals, they are comparable to gods. It can be said that monks are living gods to mortals.

Therefore, monks should not interfere with the affairs of the world. Once they interfere, they will be tolerated by the law of heaven and cause and effect.

Among the monks who came from Fu Mo Sect this time, more than half were citizens of Heng Kingdom, and some of them had been away from home for hundreds of years, and their relatives had passed away long ago, but their blood was still there.

Some have to leave home for a longer period of time, and they can't even remember the appearance of their relatives, and they can't remember the way back home, but they still don't want to see their homeland crumbling in the flames of war.

The reason why it landed here first was because a monk who majored in deduction on the flying boat calculated that there would be a big battle here, so he decided to land here first.

At this time, all the monks who had been in a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere on the flying boat were silent in unison, and an extremely depressive atmosphere spread among the monks.

No matter how advanced the cultivation is, the feeling of powerlessness that is about to watch the fresh lives disappear before the eyes still lingers in everyone's heart.

The wind of Heng country blows from the west to the east, rushes from the mountains, from the treetops, and from the riverside. , echoed in the ear for a long time.

And it seems that all they can do is wait.

Waiting for countless lives to die under the sword, waiting for this place to return to death.

Three days soon came. Jia Meng waited until night and still hadn't waited for Heng's reinforcements, so he gathered [-] soldiers in Lang City and prepared to break through.

Before leaving, Jia Meng gathered the soldiers in the school field near Lang City. His wife Xie Qing, daughter Jia Chun and son-in-law Cheng Wu were all standing beside him in armor. No one will be spared in this war. However, if the soldiers went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, Jia Meng and his family would sacrifice their lives to accompany them, and they would definitely save the city of Lang.

"Soldiers, behind us is our family, our parents, wives, and children, for our loved ones! For our hometown! We must not retreat an inch!"

"Not an inch! Not an inch! Not an inch!"

Xie Qing picked up the drum stick, stood on the stage and beat the two-meter-high big drum. With the sound of the drum, the gate of Langcheng opened wide, and countless soldiers poured out of the city with sharp knives, returning Shang The coalition forces of Dan State and Jiang State who were resting were caught off guard.

"Damn it, he actually broke through at night..."

Jiang Guo's general is also a veteran. He has fought in the battlefield for decades, and he has never seen any scenes. The coalition army was only chaotic for a moment, and then quickly regained momentum and resisted the attack of Heng Guo's army in an orderly manner.

Tonight, there must be immortality. (end of this chapter)