undead warrior

Chapter 287
The whole day went smoothly, but in the evening, a few skinny children climbed up the mountain to play, and when they saw the flying scorpion, they immediately gathered around with curious expressions.

Seeing that they were naked and thin, Mo Wentian couldn't help feeling a little distressed, so he took some food from the storage ring and put it on the stone.

The group of children cheered immediately, but they didn't rush to grab it. An older child seemed to be the head of the children, and they distributed them in an orderly manner, but they gave the delicious ones to others, and the lesser ones to themselves.

These children were not willing to eat, but they wanted to go down the mountain with food after thanking Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian couldn't help asking.

"Why don't you eat?"

"We took it back for our grandparents to eat, they were starving to death!"

Mo Wentian frowned, "Where's the food?"

"They were all snatched away by the dog officer in the fortress." A child spoke quickly.

Immediately, he was reprimanded by the head of the child, "Shut up!"

It seems that the official in the fortress is a master land scraper!

Mo Wentian muttered, "It's just that the surrounding people are suffering, and those strong laborers may not be able to live well. After the fortress is completed, few of them will come back alive."The corruption of the Ling Xiao Empire further strengthened Mo Wentian's plan to destroy it.

These children knew how to honor the old man, and he was moved. Most of the food was brought out for the children to take away, but the child kept his head and knelt down at Mo Wentian.

"My lord, save us, if this goes on, the whole village will die sooner or later!"

Mo Wentian said indifferently, "Sorry, I'm not a savior, I've done what I can."

The common people in the world have suffered too much, Mo Wentian asked himself that he couldn't be saved, and he didn't plan to save it. Taking good care of his relatives is enough.If the actions of these children hadn't touched him, he wouldn't have given them so much food.If these people arrived in the Western Wilderness, they could be resettled, but with the border guards around, it was impossible for ordinary people to get through.

"Then can you teach me how to practice?"

The little boy looked at him expectantly, and Mo Wentian smiled, "If you want to be my disciple, you must have unparalleled aptitude. Forget it, we met each other by fate. I'll write you a exercise. Can you practice it?" Achievement is up to you.”

After finishing speaking, Mo Wentian took out the pen and paper, and began to write vigorously on a big rock. The little boy immediately knelt down and kowtowed, his forehead was red and swollen.

After finishing writing an intermediate exercise, Mo Wentian handed it to him, and said earnestly, "If there is a chance, I will take the villagers to Xihuang. Although the environment there is not as good as here, at least people will not starve to death now!"

"Can you tell me your name?"

Mo Wentian smiled, "Hehe, you still want to repay your favor when you grow up? It's just a chance encounter, it's easy for me, don't take it to heart, go back."

The child didn't say much, but watched Mo Wentian silently for a long time, remembered his appearance, knelt down and kowtowed again, then turned and left.

For Mo Wentian, this was just a small episode, but for those children, it was a turning point of fate.That child unexpectedly drew Mo Wentian's appearance, while guiding other children to practice together with him, while leading them to survive with difficulty.What wonderful things will happen to fate, who can say for sure.

A few days later, Mo Wentian left contented. This small mountain bag was like an apple with two holes eaten by worms. It looked fine on the outside, but it was riddled with holes inside, not a single metal crystal was left.

A total of more than 300 metal crystals of different qualities were harvested. Although the quality can be seen from the amount of silver metal wires on them, Mo Wentian also tried it.The fewer the metal wires, the lower the power of the driven gargoyle, and the size and weight of the body are also controlled. The metal crystal covered with metal wires should be able to drive giant gargoyles or metal statue monsters, but there are not many of them.

Returning to the city of time with a good mood, he immediately threw himself into refining, and gave the refined gargoyle a nice name, the magic soldier of time!

The people in the city gradually discovered that over the years, there have been more stone carvings inside and outside the city. These stone carvings are made of exquisite materials, all of which are excellent high-quality stone materials. There are human and animal shapes, and the carvings are vivid. They are displayed in the city. every corner of the

What they don't know is that there are more statues in Xuanwu City, which is the base camp of the Mo family, more exquisite and taller. There is even a giant statue that is more than ten feet high. Jadeite comparable to fine gold!
Mo Wentian didn't intend to be so ostentatious, but they carved most of it without telling him, so they could only admit it.

Not only were the Demon Soldiers of Time made of stone, but Mo Wentian also secretly forged twelve metal statues. According to the twelve zodiac signs, they were made into human bodies and animal heads. Each of them was two and a half feet tall and held heavy weapons.For this reason, he also freed up a lot of things in the evil spirit's ring and stuffed them into it.

When the jadeite statue of Mo Wentian, which was more than ten feet long, was completed and erected in Xuanwu City, a grand celebration ceremony was held in all the territories of Xihuang. This day happened to be the New Year, and it was a double happiness for people.

But what they don't know is that the thousands of years of magic soldiers have also been built, and most of them stand quietly in the two largest cities. They also have their own masters, waiting to be activated one day to kill the Quartet.

The festive day was a good one, and the Mo family also gathered together. Wan Nujiao and Hua Qiongfang, who were in charge of the firm's affairs, also came back, and began to hand in the profits of this year. After calculation, the profits were quite good, and people were even more happy.But someone came to make things worse!
Those who came were envoys sent by the new emperor of the Lingxiao Empire. They were actually sent by the Ling’s Elderly Home. They actually regarded Xihuang as a vassal state and asked Mo Wentian to hand over the tribute. The promise of never paying tribute when Suiyue City became independent, what they want is the tribute from Xihuang, which is barely reasonable.

Mo Wentian personally received the envoy, and the envoy was trembling while reading, not daring to be arrogant at all, if the whole family hadn't been detained in the capital, they would never have come to this troubled water.

After finally reading the imperial decree, he immediately knelt down and wailed, "King of the Western Wilderness, please forgive me, it's all because the treasury is empty, those old ideas!"

Mo Wentian didn't blame the emissary, he was just following orders, and those people in the Elder's House were really hateful.At the beginning, he accepted the bribe from the nineteenth prince Ling Bian to help him ascend to the throne, but in the blink of an eye he was deposed again, and Mo Wentian was greedy for the seven god-grade spirit stones.The reason why Mo Wentian didn't settle accounts with them is because in order to compensate him, Ling Bian simply opened the Royal Vault secretly and let Mo Wentian's people evacuate it.

After the eighteen princes ascended the throne, they found out that the royal secret vault was empty, and they were all dumbfounded.

In addition to the secret treasury, the royal family still has several treasure treasuries and money treasuries, but they have long been empty, and a group of elders are unwilling to fill them with their own wealth, which is why they are discouraged.Not only did they ask for tribute from Mo Wentian, but the Shura, Shui, and even Yaozu did not spare them.

"It's really poor and crazy, everyone's brains are sick!"

When Mo Wentian's cold words came, the envoy who was kneeling there was so frightened that he wanted to pee.

"Go back and tell them, if you want money, or if you want to kill me, if you have the ability to beat me, I will wait!"

The envoy didn't care whether he was about to start a war or not, and ran away in a hurry. In the early spring, he ran back again, crying and begging to see Mo Wentian again.

"Why are you here again?" Mo Wentian uttered annoyed words as soon as they met.

During this period of time, Mo Wentian only felt that his body was going to swell, and he had nothing to do to make him an idler, otherwise he would not have stayed in the city to receive any envoys.

"Reporting to the King of the Western Wilderness, the Council of Elders still decided to ask for tribute. However, they made a condition. As long as your troops can defeat the Bloodfang Legion, the City of Time and the Western Wilderness will not only never pay tribute, but they will also admit that the Western Wilderness is a country of its own. .”

"interesting!"

Mo Wentian rubbed his chin and smiled, at this time Zhao Moying who was standing below reminded him.

"Master, the Bloodfang Legion has a scale of [-]. It belongs to the order of the Imperial Guard, and it is comparable to the existence of a deadly legion!"

Mo Wentian still had a smile on his lips, "One hundred thousand, right? The Western Wilderness is not strong enough to bully me at this time. Just fight, whoever is afraid of whom! See you at the border on the third day of March!"

Seeing his promise, the envoy was ecstatic, and immediately said, "Then I will report back immediately, and the winner will be decided at that time."

After the envoy left, other people in the hall peeped at each other, and there was a lot of discussion. Patriarch Mo hurried over and asked, "Are you sure?"

Mo Wentian laughed, "The Bloodfang Legion is the last elite legion of the Ling Xiao Empire, if you defeat him, the Ling Xiao Empire will have no more elites, so if you are not sure, you will fight!"

"Okay, I'm going to mobilize people to join the army, 10 people are not easy!"

Patriarch Mo wanted to leave after finishing speaking, but Mo Wentian stopped him, "Don't worry, you didn't say that we have to march with 10 people."

Patriarch Mo seemed to understand what he meant, "Do you want to use the Time Demon Soldiers? But they can disrupt the enemy's formation, but the battle of clearing and suppressing depends on the soldiers."

Mo Wentian laughed, "I am not only good at refining Time Demon Soldiers!"

That's right, through the more thorough research on the inscriptions, Mo Wentian has mastered the refining method of the witch god soldiers. These witch god soldiers, which are about the size of a person, are more flexible and have no problem fighting against humans, but the materials are demanding.

But it doesn't matter, in the space where the metal demon dragon is located, a lot of that kind of material was obtained, and many ready-made Witch God Soldiers were just smashed, and they can be used after repairing them.Mo Wentian had nothing to do these days, so he refined [-] of them, added some of his own style, and changed it to a new name, Evil God Soldier.

However, five hundred evil god soldiers plus more than 1000 years of magic soldiers, it seems that the force is still too thin. Mo Wentian still asked Patriarch Mo to collect troops, but only let him collect [-]. He is confident that he will give the Ling Xiao Empire a miserable lesson.

On the third day of March, the long winter in the Western Wilderness finally passed, and the weather became slightly warmer. Mo Wentian's people had already arrived at the battlefield opened up by the border.

During this period of time, as the news spread, people continued to come to watch the battle, the flying planes in the sky kept coming and going, and more parked on the ground.

(End of this chapter)