Museum of Demons

The latest website: It seems that the bound tigers are sharpening their minions again. The momentum of these four people has undergone earth-shaking changes almost in a blink of an eye. Doubt: "You two, please avoid it."

Usually mild, at least the young mastermind who seems to be very talkative, but at this moment his voice has a weight that is hard to ignore. the dignity of the gods.

Zhuge Wuhou flicked his sleeves, and the detailed version of the Great Wilderness map provided by Bai Ze unfolded directly on the table. With a gesture, the chiseled marching route appeared directly in the sky. Almost at the same time, the four famous generals whispered at the same time:

"Besieged."

"Interspersed."

"Reverse encirclement and suppression after the breakthrough."

"Charge the front army head-on to break its anger."

Four fingers swipe across the scroll at the same time.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, the entire continuous army was suddenly cut and completed in front of Wei Yuan's eyes, stretched his face to break through to destroy his momentum, and then took multiple lines to intersperse, confluence and reverse the encirclement and suppression, and finally broke them one by one, Wu An Jun said: " How many are our troops?"

A Liang stretched out a finger. .

Lord Wu An said, "Ten thousand?"

The mastermind in white shook his head: "No, it's one hundred thousand."

"One hundred thousand, so much?"

Wu Anjun was a little surprised, but Ah Liang said slowly: "One hundred thousand, how much? This is the entire accumulation of the entire Shenzhou Daomen, accounting for at least 70% of the total accumulation. Among these, the yin generals transformed by true cultivation only occupy Less than one percent."

"The rest are Yin soldiers."

"It is the ghosts of many evil ghosts who were transformed by Zhenxiu during his lifetime. The real spirits returned to heaven and earth, and only the instinct of the body remained. Finally, after decades of training and worship, they became the guardian Yin with a special secret magic talisman. soldier."

"The Yin generals can still fight, and the strength of the Yin soldiers is almost negligible."

"It's just to provide you with the blessing of the military formation."

Wu Anjun was silent for a while, and said, "I will try my best to bring them back..."

The young mastermind said: "Wrong, you, you can't come back."

The feather fan in his hand swept slightly on the map, and said: "Many countries in the Great Wilderness have been drawn out of the army, known as a million people, and there are even non-human races to attack us with a dignified and majestic force, like this It must have involved the entire Great Wilderness.”

"This is an opportunity!"

The eyes of the man who once used one-tenth of the foundation to counteract Kyushu with his own strength radiated scorching light: "On the other hand, once we can completely defeat this army of millions head-on, we don't need to encircle and suppress it, we only need to cut it. If his generals take away his Qi, then there will be chaos within the Great Wilderness."

"Chaos leads to change, and change leads to opportunity."

"The machine can't be set, and it can't be set."

"I want a few of you. After finishing this battle, lead these 100,000 heroic souls to act in the rear of the Great Wilderness. Among the soldiers, if you are in a deadly place, in the enemy's inner belly, what should you do? Liang believes, you don't need more Liang. Say."

"I will not instruct you at this time, what to do with micro-manipulation."

"Because I believe in your combat power."

The boy in white took out the Daomen military talisman, handed it over, and then pointed to the map on the table, saying: "70% of the troops will be handed over to Wu Anjun, please take charge of the front, the main army; Yunchang, you lead 20%, here, The left flank raids and assists; General Zhang, the remaining 10% of the elites from Longhu Mountain will be handed over to you, and when the enemy's formation is disrupted, you will charge from behind."

"as well as…"

The young mastermind explained in an orderly manner.

Wu Anjun has the highest commanding rate. When he leads 70% of the army, his physical strength will also skyrocket. Guan Yunchang himself once had a terrifying record in history that when the army fought, Wan Jun took the head of the general.

Its commander rate has also been continuously improved. In the later period, there were only a few people. In the last years of the Three Kingdoms, he was able to launch large-scale battles by himself.

Relatively speaking, Zhang Liao is just a pure military situation.

There are too many commanders and horses, but it is a drag.

Wei Yuan easily understood Ah Liang's arrangement, but he always seemed to feel that he had forgotten something. In the end, Xiang Hongyu finally couldn't hold back and said slowly, "Marquis Zhuge Wu, what about me?!"

The young mastermind said in amazement: "This, Liang is from Jihan, and King Xiang and Gaozu are enemies, how can Liang dare to point out rashly?"

Xiang Hongyu: "??!"

It's all about this time, you say this? !

I have my pants off, that's all?

As for Liu Bang.

After Xiang Hongyu's memory of his true spirit was revived, he had no doubts about this.

But this was directly pointed out by the young man, but it seemed to be seen through, and said unpleasantly:

"Although Yu is a reckless husband, he also knows the priorities. This battle is for Yan Huang, where the righteousness lies. How could Xiang be affected by the past grievances and hatreds?"

The young mastermind was surprised and said, "Is this really the case?"

"As soon as Xiang Yu said a word, it's hard for a horse to catch up!"

"I can issue a military order!"

"good!"

Ah Liang's feather fan shook slightly and said, "That's it."

"King Xiang's words, please stay for the time being. Liang has other important things, and King Xiang can't take it."

"what?!"

Xiang Hongyu, who wrote the military order, opened his mouth, feeling like he was punching in the air. Finally, seeing the heavy expression of the young conspirator, he nodded, and for the time being suppressed his inner anxiety, only Wei Yuan suddenly realized it. What—Aliang, this guy, intends to have Han Xin and Xiang Yu form a team.

Well, now Xiang Yu said it in front of everyone, the previous grievances and grievances will not be mentioned again.

A military order was also issued.

so…

Ah Liang, how can you dig holes so smoothly?

Why can you dig a hole with a pure face?

And Xiang Hongyu just jumped in like this, and this guy jumped in on his own initiative?

By the way, I also wrote a military order, isn't that the equivalent of jumping into a pit and burying myself?

Ah Liang, you are so despicable!

Xiang Yu is arrogant and arrogant, but one thing is, this guy keeps his promises, he issued a military order, and with so many people watching, his arrogance will not allow him to go back on his arrogance, and Bing Xian Han Xin, well, as we all know Bing Xian Han Xin His emotional intelligence is basically negative. When he meets Ah Liang, he may jump out of the pit very happily the next day.

Then the two meet in life and death in a distant enemy country and must fully rely on each other.

Designed to be dead.

Even more powerful than Commander A Liang, he is not as high as his emotional intelligence.

Those with higher emotional intelligence than him are not as talented as him.

In addition to lifespan, the two words horizontally and vertically are invincible.

In the end, Ah Liang clapped his hands, handed the map to several generals, and said, "Let's go to war, subdue the enemy without fighting, it's because of the exchange of interests and the oppression of the general situation. This is what Liang has always liked, and it is upright. The Master of Yang Conspiracy, but this time, we have no choice to join the army."

"This time there is only victory, no defeat."

"Three days, three days to set off, you still have three days to familiarize yourself with the strategic map."

"As for all kinds of questions about terrain, astronomical phenomena, and surrounding specific forms, Bai Ze, San Liang's assistant, will be responsible for answering them. After three days, it will start. In addition, if you need various weapons, Liang will also have them here. ."

"what?"

Wei Yuan was stunned, raised his head, and saw that the young man took out a token from his sleeve robe.

It's the crouching tiger order.

All three people present except Xiang Hongyu recognized this thing.

Bai Qi frowned, and was about to speak when the boy in white said, "The Mo family's mechanical crossbow, Daqin, is also available here. Before Liang took the time to change the style of Qin crossbow into a continuous crossbow, it can burst out arrows made of mana."

"Don't use the layout of the imperial mausoleum."

Wu Anjun was slightly startled, and then took a deep look at the young man in white in front of him. He never said anything about the layout of the emperor's mausoleum, and even Wei Yuan himself was not responsible for this part of the content. responsible.

He said: "The name of Marquis Wu is indeed true."

Wei Yuan stared straight at the Crouching Tiger Order, which was an enhanced version of the brick in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Ah, I'm taking the liberty to ask, Ah Liang, your merits of points won't be worth it. Did the Crouching Tiger order vacate?"

"A Yuan, what are you thinking, of course it's impossible." The boy in white thought for a while.

"It's about 75% at most."

At most, that is, seven and a half...

The smile on the master's face slowly froze.

 …

For the next three days, Wei Yuan conducted special training on chisel teeth in the dreamland.

Make sure that within three days, the master of the guard house can master the 'special offering to chisel teeth'.

Of course, with Zhu Jiuyin around, Wei Yuan didn't know how many games he had played in the dream. Anyway, at the end, he could not even rest for a while. The dream was full of chiseled faces, and he kicked it subconsciously. Hearing a loud shout, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the water ghost lying flat with an innocent face.

"Scared me..."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

For those 100,000 heroic souls who are about to go out for China.

Even though all memory has been lost, and even the true spirit has long been crushed by the oven of heaven and earth, only the figure is still there, but the custom of Shenzhou still has to see them off. Wei Yuan and the great monk have been busy for a long time.

Of course, people are not enough.

There are 100,000, the venue is there, and there is still a Yaochi in the universe in the main sleeve of the guard hall.

There are not enough people to cook.

The owner of the pavilion went out and bought a bag of two kilograms of soybeans, then grabbed the pocket, exerted force on his waist, and slammed it like that, the soybeans flew out, and then his hands snapped together, and he was too lazy to make a seal. Anyway, what are you calling? What are you doing: "Yellow Turban Rex's Guardian Spell!"

In an instant, the towering yellow turban warriors appeared.

Majestic, standing in formation.

The Yellow Turban Lux commander saw the crowd of colleagues around him.

Seeing the rest of the Daomen Yin soldiers and Yin generals, he looked very happy. Although he saw Guan Yunchang's inexplicable fear, this time, the atmosphere of the battlefield made his palms tremble. When Wei Yuan called, the answer was loud. Many: "No!"

"Yellow Turban Warriors, willing to drive away!"

"good!"

"Come here and get it."

The owner of the Weiyuan Pavilion highly praised the dedication of the Yellow Turban warriors, and then handed over a paring knife and a potato, and said, "Come on, peel it!"

Yellow Turban Warriors: "??!"

In addition to mopping the floor, cleaning, repairing the house and plastering the walls.

The Yellow Turban Lux has successfully unlocked the latest usage.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Yellow Turban warriors had to be under the influence of the Heavenly Court Talisman Formation, and there was a time limit to burn the Talismans on it, they should have been the main force for this trip, but they themselves would still be alive even if they died in battle. The principle of immortality is based on the Heavenly Court array.

This also makes them unable to fight at long distances.

And by burning talismans on soybeans, the time limit is too deadly.

Think of the situation where the military monks who led the army suddenly lost all their troops and all the soldiers turned into soybeans. It would be tragic on the battlefield. With the hard work of the Yellow Turban Warriors, this meal was quickly prepared.

The purpose of the mobilization meeting before the battle in Yaochi is to go to the Great Wilderness and fight the gods.

Even A Liang has to call the experts directly.

It's really not a waste at all.

When the Jade Pool was built, I definitely never thought that the Jade Pool would be used like this.

From ancient times to the present, the owner of the guard house may have played so much by himself.

The young man in white picked up the wine cup and sipped the wine lightly. Those yin soldiers and yin generals have already lost their ego and true spirit, but their heroic souls are immortal, but even so, Wei Yuan still stubbornly insists on doing it. Li, it's really a bit silly to say that this time is just the juncture of the New Year's Day, and you can't save it.

Ah Liang can find seventeen or eight reasons to tell him that doing so will not restore the memories of these yin soldiers and yin generals, nor will it improve their morale, or even just waste time and energy, but Ah Yuan is in the real world. When he made up his mind, Ah Liang couldn't pull it back.

Even so stupid.

However, I have tasted such stupid people before.

In Yaochi, where the gods and the gods meet, the warriors with yellow scarves are busy, preparing pre-war meals for those who have long since passed away and famous generals in ancient times, laying down their weapons, we have already passed away in the past; At the venue of the gods, we finally raised the banner of cutting the sky. Isn't this also a romance that the gods dare not imagine?

"Yanhuang is heavy, one drink and one meal, the world is full and warm, that is the way of peace."

Wei Yuan reached out and rubbed the young mastermind's hair.

Only at this time will the young man suddenly realize that the guy next to him is the Daoist of Daomen Taiping Dao. This is not to say casually. In addition, Tianshifu and the special action team have also sent them here. A lot of equipment.

These include a radio communication walkie-talkie, which can be communicated with only the equipment in hand.

There are also recorders, which can be used to record a large amount of data. Although it cannot be transmitted back to the human world immediately, it can be stored for a long time. There are weapons for individual combat, individual rations, a large number of talismans, and even a single prepared by the universe in the sleeve. Bazooka, and a concealed base station.

Just throw it out and it will disguise itself.

Shenzhou has never been a character of being beaten and not fighting back.

"Although we are attacking alone, we always feel that we are not just attacking alone."

Wei Yuan took a sip of tea and said: "These are from the support of the special action team, and the parts above must come from the south and the north. They appeared in our hands, and they gathered the strength of an unknown number of people, which came from wind power. , from the research institute, and what they eat in the morning may be roujiamo on the roadside, or egg-filled cakes."

"The noodles come from the wheat in the Central Plains, and the meat is raised by fellow villagers in the countryside."

Wei Yuan thought for a while: "Not everyone has to be a warrior."

"However, everyone in Shenzhou is doing their own thing, isn't it also fighting with us?"

"Rest assured, we will win and come back alive."

Wei Yuan patted A Liang on the shoulder. The young man looked at the profile of the museum owner. For some reason, he saw the figure of another young man in a trance. It came from the ambition named Zhaolie more than 2,000 years ago. The owner of the museum looked calm, this battle must be won.

Until the great monk pulled him, Yuan Jue looked embarrassed and said, "Master Wei..."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Wei Yuan was confident and calm.

"So what, today's pre-war mobilization..."

"Oh, mobilization before the war, thank you for your hard work, Yuanjue."

"No, I, I mean..."

Yuanjue hummed for a long time, and finally handed over a card and said, "I have no money, I have spent all the materials..."

Wei Yuan opened his mouth and was stunned: "...I've saved it for a long time."

"But, it's 100,000 people."

Wei Yuan's lips trembled: "One, it's gone?"

The great monk pondered and said, "There is still a little bit." He took out his mobile phone and operated it.

The screen lit up to Wei Yuan: "Your bank card expenditure is 372 yuan, and the account balance is 2.33 yuan."

The expression on Wei Yuan's face solidified little by little, and suddenly thought of what Zhao Gongming said a few days ago:

'I curse you to be poorer this year than last year, soul Dan! ’

The pavilion master clasped his right hand with five fingers, and the traces of heroes and years on his body disappeared. The hero of the fart, the anchor of the time of the fart, poverty is the real thing. Zhao Gongming!!"

The poor pavilion owner almost gritted his teeth, his voice choked:

"You come for real!!"

"I'm going to take Dayi to your house for New Year's greetings! I'm going to block your door and let you transport me a hundred times, a hundred times!"

The young mastermind next to him was slightly startled, and then smiled at this scene.

Sure enough, A Yuan is not a hero.

Wei Wei raised his glass: "You gentlemen..."

That night, when the whole world was in the midst of the joy of the Chinese New Year, the ghost army from the past quietly left here. an important battle.

What do people live for?

People always have the attachments that make them human, and the flaws that make them human.

Is it love, family affection, money, rights, or something that can’t be asked for, tossing and turning, or something that is finally held in the hand, but something that is lost, or maybe something that was very familiar in the past but turned a blind eye?

When the last part of the army entered.

The Soul Yin Soldier, who had lost all his memories in the long years, paused for a moment, and looked back at the prosperity of the world, between the world and the world.

"Spring Festival…?"

He turned his head, stepped into the great wilderness, and rushed to the battle of death.

PS: Today's second update...