The barren city soon became lively.

The collapse of Liang Ying's army was just the beginning, and dozens of groups followed.

The few were three to five hundred people, and the many were one or two thousand. They found a yard in the city to live, and ordered the county magistrate to raise food and grass.

"There are no ghosts in the barren city, how to raise food and grass?"

Zhao Taiyu took out a teacher to support him, and faced this group of hungry and defeated troops. He couldn't make a reason and dared not say it, so he had to transport the grain from the mine and distribute it.

There are several thousand people in the city, and this food can be eaten for three or five days at most.

The generals and generals of the various ministries also knew that the barren city had no food, and secretly communicated with each other.

He claimed to be strong against Dayong, and then began to search the surrounding villages and towns of the barren city.

The soldiers crossed like a grate, and the robbery was legal and organized. There was nothing left in the people's homes. They had to become refugees and drag their families to the south to flee for their lives.

Those who dare to resist are Dayong's spies!

City gate.

Li Hong watched the truckloads of food and goods being transported to various army leaders in the city, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Sir, I often hear from my eldest brother. Back then, the millions of soldiers in the northern Xinjiang did not dare to say that they did nothing against the common people. At least they were strictly disciplined. How did they degenerate into such a state in just a few years?"

They are afraid of death when fighting externally, and oppressing the common people internally. Bandit soldiers are more poisonous than bandit rebels!

"It's human nature. It's hard to become good, you need to follow all kinds of rules, and you have to keep tame and discipline. It's easy to become bad. Not to mention five years, you can change from an iron army to a rogue in a few months!"

Zhou Yi said slowly: "The war in northern Xinjiang is about to start, and the soldiers are fierce and dangerous, and the gentleman will not stand on the dangerous wall. Today I will return to Shenjing. In the chaos, remember to save your life as the first priority."

The barren city was stranded for half a month, and a series of news of defeats came from the northern border.

Yesterday, the defeated army in the city almost mutinied, because the last fully-organized army in the northern border was encircled and defeated by the Dayong army.

The two states of Yi and Su in the northern border used to be the old land of Dayong, and now they have been completely returned. It is not known how much land Fengyang will fall into in the future.

Li Hong said in surprise: "With your strength, you are even better than your father. Who else in this world can leave you?"

"You haven't even been out of Fengyang Country, how dare you say that the world is huge?"

Zhou Yi said solemnly, "Those who practice cultivation must remember not to be arrogant. The world is so big that no mortal person can travel all over it in their lifetime!"

Li Hong held the disciples' salute, bowed and said, "Thank you for your teachings, Mr.

In recent days, I have communicated with Zhou Yi, and there are many unrestrained ideas in the words, which opened Li Hong's eyes and mind. Some of the remarks seem bizarre, but every time I think about it carefully, it is really mysterious and extraordinary.

Li Hongming understands many truths that are not in the books, and Zhou Yi does not have the name of master and apprentice, but he has the reality of master and apprentice.

"gone."

Zhou Yi is not a procrastinator. He has a long and boundless life and needs to get used to parting as soon as possible.

Li Hong said goodbye with tears in his eyes: "Sir, the journey is smooth sailing."

My parents and brothers have all died. If I part with Zhou Yi again today, the Great Northern Border is really alone.

Zhou Yi looked back and said with a voice transmission.

"The rebellion in Northern Xinjiang is a big bad thing for the people, the soldiers and the court. It's only good for you. If you want to follow the example of Duke Zhen, you can spend money to buy a guerrilla general."

After speaking, he swung his whip across his horse and walked away.

There are only tens of thousands of guerrilla generals with real power and troops, and Li Hong can still take out this silver.

Follow the official road all the way to the south.

After three days.

In the distance, I saw the smoke rising from the cooking, and in front of me was Chenjiagou, who had stayed there when I came.

In the village, the old man Chen is a wonderful person. He bakes crispy rabbit meat, brews high-quality rice wine, and has good conversation and knowledge.

Zhou Yi talked with him about the past and present, but he couldn't gain the upper hand.

"The strange man in the mountains, nothing more than that!"

Zhou Yi touched his shriveled pocket and said, "I didn't even leave any scattered pieces of silver. With Brother Chen's knowledge of astronomy and geography, you wouldn't be reluctant to borrow money for a night or two, right?"

On the road from poor families to riches, Zhou Yi went out with five thousand taels of silver notes, and another "hero" gave away several thousand taels on the way, and now there is not a penny left.

When Zhou Yi was thinking about it, he kept going, and he was already close to Chenjiagou.

When the wind blows, his complexion changes slightly!

"Such a strong **** smell."

Zhou Yi leaped on horseback, and the distance of 100 zhang came in an instant.

There is indeed cooking smoke in the village, but it is not the farmers who cook, but two or three hundred soldiers lighting the fire at the entrance of the village.

When the soldiers on duty found someone coming, they shouted with Pu Dao, "What are you looking at, old guy, just get away if you don't want to die!"

"Where are the people from Chenjiagou?"

Zhou Yi didn't need to ask, he could guess that these soldiers were stained with fresh blood on their knives and knives. The cook was slaughtering pigs and sheep, and there were large and small sacks of grain beside them.

The leader in charge said: "What nonsense, just shoot it."

With an order, the bowstring squeaked, and dozens of arrows shot out.

"Zhou has never been aggressive in his life, but someone is rushing to kill him!"

Zhou Yi's body swayed and his speed was as fast as lightning, which exceeded the limit of ordinary people's reaction.

The commander only saw a faint phantom, shuttling between the soldiers under his command.

"Damn!"

The commander let out a strange cry and ran towards Chenjiagou with his head covered.

After slaughtering more than 200 soldiers, it took only a dozen breaths, Zhou Yi chased after him a few times, and a cold voice sounded in Dutong's ears.

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After speaking, he activated the An Zhai Talisman, and the ghosts floated out from the houses in the village. Most of them were empty and chaotic, and their faces were indistinguishable. A few could clearly see that their arms and legs were missing, and their bodies were covered with stab wounds and gunshot wounds.

Among them, one of the grievances was the clearest, with a broken neck, two holes in the abdomen, and blood was bubbling from the scoop.

Boo!

Seeing the commander's appearance, the grievances suddenly soared, his face turned hideous, and he let out an ear-piercing whistling.

The rest of the ghosts and ghosts with chaotic consciousness, guided by the call of the wronged soul, slaughtered them one after another.

The commander had never seen such a terrifying scene before, this ghost dragged half of his intestines, and that ghost was holding his head, so frightened that his eyes rolled over and fainted.

The group of ghosts rushed on the commander and was about to devour his yang qi essence and blood, when suddenly the suffocating qi of the army appeared to protect him.

The severe pain like a slashing sword made the ghost scream and retreat, and Nuonuo did not dare to go forward.

The grieved soul's eyes were about to split, and black mist spewed out of his mouth, covering the commander.

Zhou Yi's mana was running and he used the martial arts of Lion's Roar: "Brother Chen, take a breath, I still have something to ask him."

The sound was like thunder, and the wrathful spirit woke up from the ferocity, recognizing Zhou Yi's appearance, blood and tears oozing from his eyes.

"Thank you for taking revenge for Chenjiagou!"

"Brother Chen, my condolences."

Zhou Yi walked to Dutong, his mana penetrated several acupoints, and Ling Chi's severe pain woke him up from a coma.

"Are you a defeated soldier from Northern Xinjiang?"

Du Tong looked at the ghosts around him, his red eyes stared at him resentfully, his back felt cold, he got up and kowtowed and begged.

"I can't help it either. Since the Northern Xinjiang was defeated and fled, the imperial court has never issued a new military order, nor has it allocated military salaries and forages!"

"I haven't eaten for seven or eight days. In order not to starve to death, I can only loot the people!"

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