Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 76 December, Silver-faced Rakshasa
The scorching sun hangs high.

The weather is getting hotter, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. The human heads hanging on the city tower are blowing with the wind, and they are already shriveled under the scorching sun.

This time when they entered the city, more than a hundred people were beheaded. Such a heavy punishment caused the army to be silent for a while, but dissatisfaction was also growing.

In previous wars, after the city was broken, everything in the city was spoils of war, and looting had become an unwritten rule.

If there is no profit, no one will be willing to rush to the forefront, which will undoubtedly be a huge blow to morale.

For Shen Qing, the new chief general, there were already many criticisms in the camp, but no one dared to speak out.

A military general who had stepped into the Xiantian realm was beheaded by Shen Qing just because he was dissatisfied with a few words. Such a fierce method undoubtedly made people terrified.

The government office in the city, the lobby.

The atmosphere in the hall was a bit depressing, many generals gathered together, there was no joy on their faces after victory, and most of their brows were clouded.

Shen Qing stood at the top of the crowd without saying a word.

Zhao Yu stepped into the hall, walked slowly to the wooden case and sat down. There was a thin book in front of the case, which was the cashier's account book of the government treasury. Eight or nine.

After simply flipping through the account books, Zhao Yu glanced at the many generals, and said in a deep voice:
"This time, the first person to climb the tower will be rewarded with a hundred gold, and the official will be promoted to two ranks. The gold and silver obtained by the treasury in the city will not be kept, and the three armies will be rewarded. Two, participating generals and above, each get 20 taels."

In an understatement, all 10,000+ taels of silver were thrown out, which is undoubtedly a shockingly generous sum.

The generals were stunned for a moment, overjoyed, the cloud between their brows dissipated a lot, and they all bowed to salute:
"Thank you, Marshal, for your grace!"

Zhao Yu remained motionless, looked up at Shen Qing, and continued:
"In this battle, in December, without my commander's permission, he was beheaded first and then played. He beheaded 150 people from the tribe. He committed an act of arrogance. He should have been severely punished. Considering the current tense war, he was allowed to take the crime and make meritorious deeds. He was temporarily fined for one year."

"From now on, the military regulations shall be clearly established. After entering the city, it is strictly forbidden to burn, kill and loot civilians, and inform the three armies. If there is any repeat offender, it will be executed!"

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"The commander-in-chief has rewarded you with silver!"

Boxes of silver were moved out of the treasury, and what Zhao Yu said was also spread throughout the three armies along with the silver.

Under the white money, the previous resentment in the army has been diluted a lot, but there are still many people who are dissatisfied with Shen Qing, and they are very happy to hear that she has been punished.

In the eyes of most soldiers, this was a reward from the commander and had nothing to do with Shen Qing.

In this regard, Shen Qing is happy to see it succeed.

Among the army formed by a group of stragglers and rogues, an absolute devil is needed to suppress the three armies. If he is not ruthless, he will not be able to establish his prestige, and if he is not poisonous, he will not be able to hold power.

This role is perfect for her to play.

As long as rewards and punishments can be clearly defined, and ordinary soldiers can see the hope of climbing up, the morale of the army will not be dissipated. If they inherit the "Zhao" flag of the Duke of Daxia Town, they will be able to stand.

And what Zhao Yu needs to do is to gather the hearts of those who are intimidated by her power. It is the best state to be dissatisfied with the commander-in-chief and secretly grateful to the commander-in-chief.

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After the infantry from the rear arrived and finished their rest, the army quickly set out again and began to advance towards the hinterland of Tianchan Kingdom, continuing to attack the city and plunder the land.

Led by a few congenital generals, in this small country in the northern region, the army was almost as strong as a bamboo, without encountering any obstacles. In just half a month, it went down thirteen cities, went deep into the hinterland of Tianchan Kingdom, and approached the imperial capital.

It wasn't until they reached a pass less than fifty miles away from the emperor of Tianchan that the army was stopped.

The general who defends the city is a strong man of more than nine feet, he is covered in leather armor, his arms and legs are exposed, his muscles are knotted, his body is blue and gray, like a mountain rock, his appearance is rough, his eyes are green, like a wild beast Bi Lu held a giant bronze lance in his hand, with a cold light overflowing.

The three innately consummate generals teamed up, but they couldn't get close to him. In just a few rounds, they were already at a disadvantage, and there were many dangers.

This person was born with visions, obvious natural powers, one man is a passerby than ten thousand people, and he has not entered the realm of a master, but his strength is enough to rival a master, and he can be called the enemy of ten thousand people. This kind of physique is quite amazing.

Tens of thousands of troops rushed through the barrier several times in a row, but they were all blocked by this person alone, causing more than a thousand casualties, and several vanguard generals were wounded, with varying degrees of injury.

In the blink of an eye, the battle was stalemate for nearly two hours.

At the back of the battlefield, under the flag of Zhao Zi, Shen Qing stood on his horse, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his little patience was gradually worn down.

Another charge was repulsed, wailing was everywhere, morale plummeted, and the weak-hearted people could hardly hold the sword in their hands. Amidst the shouts and curses of many generals, the two battles began to organize the next charge.

"It's just a bunch of pigs and dogs!"

Above the pass, there was a roar. The big man in leather armor looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. The giant bronze lance in his hand was already stained red with blood, and there was a violent air current as he danced, buzzing.

Shen Qing raised his hand suddenly, and took the long spear in the hands of the soldiers beside him into his palm. The true energy in his body surged, and the tendons in his arm were tensed like a strong bow. In the next moment, the long spear shot out like an arrow from the string!

boom--

The sharp spear pierced through the chest of the big man in an instant, and the burly figure of more than nine feet flew upside down, piercing through several thick bluestone barriers one after another, and there was no movement at all.

woo-

After a few breaths, the ear-piercing scream of the sound barrier being pierced reached the top of the pass, and it lasted for a long time.

There was a howl of alarm in the pass, and more than a dozen pigeons soared up, flapping their wings towards the direction of the Tianzen Emperor's Capital.

Shen Qing didn't care about the pigeons reporting the news, and rode forward: "Enter the customs."

After losing the general who defended the city, the pass fell into Shen Qing's hands in just a cup of tea.

Stepping onto the pass, looking at the corpse of the big man being carried out by several soldiers, Shen Qing raised her hand to dip a trace of blood on his chest, and lines of words appeared in front of her eyes.

[Bloodline: Savage Dragon Clan]

[Cultivation level: first-order peak]

[Status: dying (unawakened)]

Most of those who are born different from ordinary people have heterogeneous blood in their bodies, but they are ordinary people for a day without awakening.

Those who can inherit the bloodline are at least true god-level powerhouses, who have stepped into the seventh-order existence, cultivated to be a god, and it is just easy to reach the stars and the moon.

This savage dragon bloodline, presumably, was more focused on the fleshy bloodline. After being shot in the heart, Shen Qing was still not dead, which really surprised Shen Qing.

With the current physical foundation of this big man, after awakening, it is not impossible to directly step into the ranks of great masters in combat power.

While thinking, Shen Qing's palm had already touched the big man's throat, and with a soft sound, his neck was broken.

The few soldiers who carried the corpse couldn't help feeling chills in their hearts when they saw Shen Qing's leaving back.

Rather than being human, Shen Qing was more like a Rakshasa in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)