Mortal Immortal Gourd

When we set out on the road again, there were only more than 300 people left in the team of five hundred people.

Now everyone looked at the big goose again, with a hint of fear in their eyes.

Only then did he realize that this big goose was much stronger than himself. At least the big goose could fight alone as a foundation builder.

The big goose ignored everyone's awe-inspiring looks. It walked at the front of the team, raised its head to the sky, took a figure-footed step, and swayed its buttocks.

In fact, the goose feels proud. After a big battle last night, its feathers are messy and all the hair on its butt and back has fallen out.

In Ergouzi's eyes, he is now a down-and-out goose.

There are five more storage bags hanging in a row on Ergouzi's waist, which makes him feel like a nouveau riche.

놛I have already looked at it with my spiritual consciousness, and there are no valuable items in it.

That is, a small amount of spirit stones and some blood.

After getting more than a dozen flying swords last night, Yang Tie divided some of them, and Ergouzi gave all the rest to his men.

"Brother Zhang, why do you have so much lime on you?"

Yang Tie has always been a little confused, why would a normal person carry so much lime on his body?

“Bring a little of everything to be prepared!”

Ergouzi didn't have the nerve to say that he came here by taking advantage of others, so he could only find an excuse.

After killing the group of traitors, our group successfully reached the battlefield on the front line without encountering any obstruction.

Ergouzi saw clearly what the frontline battlefield looked like for the first time.

The Zhou Dynasty built a majestic city wall two or three feet high on the top of a continuous mountain.

This wall is connected together, blocking most of the monsters and monsters in the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom from the country.

Many civilians in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and skinny muscles, were lifting huge stones to repair the gaps in the city wall.

The majestic city wall in front of you was built by these humble people over countless years.

When Er Gouzi came, he was watching several supervisors beating the peasants with whips in their hands.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

"놊After completing this section, no one will be able to rest and eat!"

"The monsters from the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom rush in through this gap, and no one can survive!"

The peasants could only hunch their backs and tremblingly lift the stones to block the gap.

As for the ordinary soldiers on the front line, they are much better than civilians. After years of fighting, they are still in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and thin muscles.

Ergouzi and his party walked forward along the city wall. Every few hundred feet, there was a relatively high arrow platform.

There is a kind of spiritual crossbow on the arrow platform, which is one person high and five feet wide. It is covered with formation patterns.

When Er Gouzi looked at the spirit crossbow, his eyes lit up.

In the inheritance of Old Man Qianji, I have seen the refining method of this kind of spiritual crossbow.

One of the biggest advantages of this kind of spiritual crossbow is that it consumes spiritual stones as power and can be used by ordinary people.

If there is no spirit stone, the immortal cultivator can also push the spirit crossbow by pouring mana into it.

It turns out that this skill of Old Man Qianji did not completely disappear, but was preserved in the Zhou Dynasty.

Next to the spirit crossbow, there were several large iron boxes piled up, and the iron boxes were full of crossbow arrows.

Each crossbow arrow is three feet long and made of hundreds of steel.

When stimulated by the power of the spirit crossbow, it can shoot more than 100 feet away.

If such spiritual crossbows are installed on the city wall, as long as there are enough, no matter whether they are crawling on the ground or flying in the sky, it will be difficult to overcome this line of defense.

It just consumes a lot of spiritual stones, and you don’t have a certain amount of money to afford it.

"Brother Zhang is interested in this kind of spiritual crossbow?"

Yang Tie saw that Ergouzi had been looking at the spirit crossbow and asked casually.

"I just think the workmanship is quite exquisite. If I look at it more often, I understand these things very well."

"This was made by the imperial craftsmanship bureau, which specializes in refining weapons."

The two of them were walking and talking, and a group of nationalist troops came towards them over there.

The leader of the Zhenguo Army was none other than the burly Fatty Chen, whom Ergouzi met at the foot of Shekou Mountain.

"Meet General Chen!"

"You two are very polite. Have you brought the army rations? I'm starving to death."

Fatty Chen waved his hand and strode towards the two of them. He looked really hungry.

"Bring it!"

Yang Tie pointed to the large wooden box carried by the soldiers behind him and motioned to bring the box over.

Fatty Chen walked over with his soldiers in three or two steps, opened the lid of a wooden box, and then uncovered several layers of waterproof tarpaulin, only to see a large box full of marching pills inside.

"General Chen, we have sent a total of 150 kilograms of marching pills, 1,000 kilograms of bacon, 1,000 kilograms of salted fish, 200 kilograms of salt, 50 jars of wine, one kong of Peiyuan Guben pills, and 200 peiyuan pills..."

Yang Tie carefully reported the materials transported this time.

The total volume of the items we escorted this time is still very large, so they can be packed in storage bags.

Only a large number of soldiers can be used to help transport.

Moreover, if you put things owned by the public into your own storage bag and then take them out, you will inevitably feel like you are squandering the melons in the field.

Although everyone is usually greedy, they still have to do the superficial things that should be done.

Yang Tie is still reporting here, and Fatty Chen is already leading people to rummage through boxes and cabinets in search of food.

As a captain of the Zhenguo Army, the dignified Jin monk is also hungry. One can imagine the condition of his soldiers.

At this moment, Fatty Chen was holding a piece of beef jerky and biting it in his mouth. He was eating it with gusto and his voice was a little slurred.

"Don't mind. The military rations allocated to us by the imperial court are already too much, and we are often attacked by those evil cultivators, which causes a large loss of military rations."

"Now the border guards from top to bottom are all in a state of being well-fed."

Fat Chen explained and asked his men to carry the food down for distribution.