The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 900: The Land of Disgusting People [Subscription*Monthly Ticket Request]

"Father, be careful!"

Maodun kept retreating, his arms covered in blood. At this time, a figure broke into the formation and stood in front of Maodun. It was Maodun's son, Ji Zhou.

"Get out, you are no match for him!" Maodun forcibly pulled Ji Zhou behind him.

The Corpse God Curse has a huge effect on internal strength, but for the grassland barbarians, the restraint is not that great. After forcing the poisonous blood out, Maodun's arms gradually regained consciousness, especially after he deliberately let Fusu use a spear to pick out a large piece of poisonous flesh and blood, his consciousness was also recovering rapidly.

Even after regaining consciousness, his arms were severely injured and white bones could be seen in many places.

"Take the Mingdi Guards with you and escape as many as you can!" Maodun scolded Ji Zhou in a low voice.

Bingzhou wants to keep him, and it also wants to kill him. As long as he is still alive, the Red Flame Cavalry will not chase and kill Ji Zhou.

As for how far they can escape and how many people can escape, it all depends on luck.

Ji Zhou looked at Maodun's back with red eyes, turned around, mounted his horse, and rode out of the battlefield. The Mingdi guards did not want to fight anymore, and tried their best to escape from the battle and followed Ji Zhou to retreat to the north.

The second column looked at Ji Zhou and his group fleeing into the distance, then looked at the battlefield, hesitated for a moment, and then chased after Ji Zhou.

There was no need for them to stay at the scene. The 9th Column was capable of wiping out the remaining defeated troops.

As for Maodun, he was helping Fusu to wash away the shame, so naturally they would not take credit for it.

"Wolf God, help me!" Maodun shouted, and a faint green light instantly enveloped his arms. His arms, which were originally bloody and mangled, were growing flesh and blood again at a speed visible to the naked eye under the cover of the green light.

"Shamanism!" Bai Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The shamanism of the grassland. I didn’t expect that Maodun, who was not a grassland priest, actually knew it.

"Catch you, I don't believe that guy can sit still!" After Maodun recovered from his injuries, he rushed towards Fusu with a sneer.

"So fast!" Fusu was shocked. Maodun's speed was even faster than before.

Fusu didn't even have time to withdraw his spear, so he could only abandon it and draw the sword at his waist to resist.

"Boom~" Fusu's figure flew backwards, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

"Hmm?" Maodun did not pursue the victory, but looked at a figure in the smoke with a serious look.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a majestic figure in red robes appeared in front of Fusu. Although he was a little transparent and blurry, his features could still be seen clearly. Who else could it be but Yan Yan?

"It's you!" Maodun also saw Yan Yan's figure clearly.

This is naturally not Yan Yan's real body, but a sword energy he left in Fusu's sword to save Fusu's life.

"Oh my..." In the Beiye Palace, Yan Yan seemed to have sensed something. He walked out of the school administration hall, looked at the sky, and waved his hand. A long river of majestic energy instantly emerged in the air, spanning the entire grassland.

On the battlefield, Yan Yan's sword energy shadow was also bathed in the long river of righteousness, and the shadow also absorbed the righteous energy and continued to solidify.

The originally dull figure now had a hint of intelligence in his eyes.

"It's you. You're still alive?" The sword-wielding shadow recognized Maodun's appearance and spoke slowly.

"You are not dead, how can I die!" Maodun's heart trembled. It was the same trick again. It was so disgusting.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" The Red Flame Cavalry had already dealt with the enemy, and then when they saw Yan Yan suddenly appear, they hurriedly bowed to salute.

"Bullying two juniors is a bit embarrassing!" Yan Yan didn't rush to attack, and looked at Maodun with a smile. "On the battlefield, it's a life-and-death struggle, who cares about seniority!" Maodun said coldly.

Yan Yan nodded in approval.

"Submit to me, I will spare your life and give you another chance of good fortune, how about that?" Yan Yan suddenly thought of something and spoke.

Maodun was also stunned for a moment, frowning and looking at Yan Yan. He admitted that he was no match for Yan Yan, even if what came was just a shadow of Yan Yan's sword energy, but he couldn't beat him.

"What kind of fate?" Maodun asked hesitantly.

"There is a vast land with a large population, crops can be grown, and there is plenty of rain. But the people are a little disgusting. To what extent are they disgusting? Even the Chinese civilization cannot lead them and cannot assimilate them." Yan Yan thought for a moment and spoke.

Among the four ancient civilizations, some were qualified predecessors who died cleanly, some were able to retain their own culture, and some were so disgusting that others could not lead them even if they wanted to.

Generally speaking, when civilizations invade and conquer, the victor uses its civilization to conquer the other side and assimilate it.

But there is such a disgusting place that no matter how advanced the civilization is, once it arrives there, not only will it not be able to lead it, but it will also be assimilated by it and become an extremely disgusting existence.

Whether it is Chinese civilization or industrial civilization, the result is to motivate the other party to be positive and progressive. But there is that place which is a pile of shit itself, and yet it still smells good and is unwilling to give it up, turning the civilization you brought into a pile of shit as well.

"Bingzhou will not let go of such a place. Don't think that I don't know what you have done over the years while I am in the forest and snow." Maodun looked unconvinced.

Bingzhou would be so kind? Yan Yan would not be so kind.

“Believe it or not!” Yan Yan rolled his eyes.

"Really?" Maodun hesitated. The most important thing was to stay alive. Who would want to die?

"Go west all the way, cross the Great Yuezhi, cross the thirty-six kingdoms of the Western Regions, and then go south. There is a place called Shentu, which should be called the Maurya Kingdom now. Go and kill them!"

Maodun frowned. Sindhu? The Maurya Kingdom seemed to have some impression of it when it was held hostage by the Yuezhi.

But would Yan Yan be so kind?

"You wouldn't have followed me up just after I knocked him down, right?" Maodun asked vigilantly.

Others might not be able to do such a thing, but Yan Yan could definitely do it. He would cheat himself without any hesitation.

"That shitty place, even a dog wouldn't even look at it!" Yan Yan rolled his eyes.

If you want to liberate Sindhu, forget it!

Alexander, the Kushan Empire, the British Empire of later times, and the United Nations of later times could not save them. They were disgusted to the point of being in a cesspool. Whoever went there would be in trouble.

Historically, there have been three factions: the pro-war faction, the surrender faction, and the fence-sitter faction. The surrender faction is the most despicable, while the fence-sitter faction is disgusting. However, that land can also produce a faction that is willing to commit suicide, a terrible faction that can even step on the surrender faction.

It just so happens that people from this faction can be revered as saints in that place.

Yan Yan didn't even dare to imagine how disgusting China would be after invading that place.

It would be better to let Maodun go there. Given the personalities of Maodun and the Huns, if they dare to disgust me like this, I will kill them all.

By the time Maodun was able to gain a foothold there, there would probably be few survivors. A land without survivors and a fertile land without shit is a good place to be.

By then, perhaps Bingzhou will be interested in attacking him.

(End of this chapter)