Super Dimensional Martial Immortal

  Chapter 447 Can't let heroes bleed and cry

   "Stop! Who?"

   "Men of the Yu family, there is a secret letter for Mr. Yu Deming, please let me know."

  Looking at the young man's dark and strange pupils, the soldier on duty became dizzy and nodded with distracted eyes.

   "Okay, let's go in."

  Passing through layers of defense lines, the white-clothed boy stepped into the core area of ​​[Shanhai Pass] as if he had entered no one's land, and looked around with great interest.

  As far as the eye could see, the guards on duty at night were listless and their morale was low, and there was a strong resentment lingering over the entire camp.

  It seems that not everyone is willing to recognize a thief as their father...

  Zhao Yinshun nodded thoughtfully, but after careful observation, he found that apart from simple patriotic feelings, this resentment may be caused by the superposition of many factors.

   Gulu Gulu~

   Abnormal noises within a radius of several kilometers came to my ears, and the continuous grunts showed that most of the soldiers were not even able to eat enough. Even the night watch guards rubbed their stomachs from time to time and cursed secretly.

  Seeing this, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth.

  Reminiscent of the fact that the army of the Kingdom of Jin passed through [Shanhai Pass] a few days ago, he has roughly guessed the cause of the incident.

  I would rather my own people be hungry than to please the future master first. The operation of these insects will never make people "disappointed".

   Smiling and shaking his head, the boy found the brightly lit and well-guarded small castle, and strode forward.

In the castle, Yu Deming is convening a meeting of all the senior generals, constantly instilling in them the correctness and necessity of his actions, because he has not had enough to eat for several days, and the resentment of the people below has become so strong that even he can't control it up.

   "The next batch of supplies will be here soon, so it's just a matter of suffering for the soldiers, and it's just a few days of patience. You must understand my painstaking efforts!"

   "The warriors of Daikin are going to resist the tyrant and help us defend our homeland. We can't let them go to the battlefield hungry, right?"

   "Don't let heroes bleed and cry!"

   "Besides, let's take care of them now. In the future, we will all have the merits of dragons, be promoted to ranks, and enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth!"

  ………

They waved their fists and walked back and forth, but the impassioned words did not have much effect. Except for the generals from aristocratic families who stood firmly on Yu Deming's side, the rest of the senior generals watched him indifferently, "performing" ".

The army of Youzhou and Liaozhou and the barbarians of Jizhou are old rivals. The two sides have been fighting on and off for decades, and they have already forged a blood feud. Now they are suddenly asked to "turn enemies into friends", even at the expense of their own interests to please the other side. , How could a **** and arrogant soldier easily accept it?

  If the leadership headed by Yu Deming hadn't been forcibly suppressed, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers stationed at [Shanhai Pass] would have rioted long ago.

  However, if the next batch of supplies arrives in time, and Yu Deming supplements them by splitting up, luring them for benefits and threatening them, maybe he can really regain control of the situation.

  Unfortunately, just as Yu Deming was speaking dryly, an "ordinary" young man pushed the door in, glanced around, and nodded in satisfaction.

   "Who are you? Who let you in?"

  Frowning impatiently, Yu Deming was about to beat and scold the young "little soldier" who had strayed into the important military area by mistake, but he saw him pacing leisurely as if no one else was there, walking straight towards him.

That calm and calm appearance and his "ordinary" appearance formed a subtle contradiction and distortion. Yu Deming hesitated for a while before suddenly realizing that it was impossible for a real ordinary person to remain calm under the watchful eyes of a room full of high-level extraordinary people. Cloudy grace.

   Not to mention that he, a seventh-level **** general, leaked a little bit of emotion, which is unbearable for mortals!

  The other party's reaction seemed to have long been used to such a highly anticipated scene, as if he should have been the focus of the world!

   Aware of the weird contradiction between reality and cognition, Yu Deming only felt a chill from the tailbone to the sky, and instantly goose bumps all over his body.

  The surging divinity is condensed in his body, overdrawing all the blood demons, and the violent power is compressed to the limit, aiming at the young man in white who is walking slowly.

  But the expected attack did not come, the boy ignored Yu Deming who was facing a formidable enemy, walked straight past him, and sat on the tiger-skin general chair representing the coach.

"Um??!"

  The strange situation made the generals belatedly realize that something was wrong, stood up abruptly, and glared at the young man with his legs crossed, his chin on one hand, and condescendingly looking down at them.

   "You fucking..."

  Before he finished speaking, the information barrier covering the young man slowly dissipated, as if an invisible veil had been lifted from his face, allowing everyone to see his picturesque real face clearly.

  The indifferent, elegant, and calm face carried a hint of a smile that was not a smile. The pupils of everyone present slowly dilated, as if seeing some indescribable horror monster, and endless despair rose from the distorted facial features.

   "Town...Town...Town..."

"sit down."

  Calmly interrupted the re-reading, the sharp and magnetic voice seemed to carry the irresistible power of heaven, everyone was shocked, and sat back on the chair tremblingly, wishing to bury their heads under the table, trembling uncontrollably.

  In this terrifying atmosphere, Yu Deming was completely embarrassed, because his chair was occupied by Zhao Yinshun, so he could only stand there stiffly, with the huge divinity that was about to come out, neither scattered nor released.

   "I heard that someone let the barbarians of Jizhou enter the customs. Who was the cleverest idea?"

  唰唰唰唰~

  All eyes turned to Yu Deming at the same time, bathed in the scorching hot gaze, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, and the entire collar was soaked in the blink of an eye.

   Before he could come up with a sophistry, the boy in white on the stage smiled and nodded.

   "Very well, kill him, and I will spare you the death penalty."

  Boom!

   Without the slightest hesitation, more than half of the generals violently rushed towards Yu Deming regardless of the difference in rank.

   Seeing this, Yu Deming gritted his teeth fiercely, slammed into the wall, turned into a stream of light and fled away in an instant.

   Couldn't keep up with the speed of the mythical general, the rest of the people looked at Zhao Yinshun in panic, pleading.

   "Tsk~"

   Disgusted with shrunken lips, Zhao Yinshun waved his hands at these people.

   "For the sake of your cleverness, I won't punish your nine clans for the time being. The rest... depends on your future performance."

  Hoo~

  Heaved a long sigh of relief, all the generals knelt down on the ground, weeping in gratitude.

   "Thank you [Duke Zhen] for your kindness, and [Duke Zhen] for your mercy!"

   Smiling and shaking his head, the young man cast his eyes on the general who was hesitant just now, and the corner of his mouth raised a cruel arc.

   "As for you..."

   "[Duke Zhen] have mercy!"

   "Just now I just lost my mind for a moment and didn't react! I beg [Duke Zhen] to give me another chance!"

  ………

  While they were begging for mercy, a shrill scream suddenly came from the distant sky. Accompanied by a fierce divine conflict, a wave of brutal and majestic energy swept across the world, quickly swallowing up their familiar aura.

   Trembling all over, everyone stared out the window in a daze, unable to believe that a mythical venerable was completely beheaded in just a few breaths of time!

  Even if he broke away from the army, the **** who escaped alone would be weak, but he is still a myth after all!

  At the same time, deafening shouts of killing rose from all sides, and the shield of [Difficult to Know Like Yin] was removed, and the blood that covered the sky and the sun rushed in like a tide, instantly submerging the entire Shanhai Pass.

   "[Zhen Guogong] has an order to put down your weapons and surrender on your knees, otherwise you will be punished as treason and the nine clans will be exterminated!"

   "[Zhen Guogong] has an order to put down your weapons and surrender on your knees, otherwise you will be punished as treason and the nine clans will be exterminated!"

  ………

  The sudden upheaval caused the entire Shanhaiguan to explode. The panicked soldiers who woke up from their sleep ran away, instinctively wanting to find their superiors.

   "You guys, go to appease the soldiers and surrender to [Xuanjia Army]."

  Pointing to the activists just now, a group of people kowtowed and left as if they had received amnesty.

  Soon, the Shanhaiguan Pass, which was rebelling against the sky, gradually calmed down. Except for a few diehards, the vast majority of officers and soldiers obediently put down their weapons and surrendered to familiar faces.

  No way, the garrison of [Shanhaiguan] used to be a part of [Xuanjia Army]. When they saw that they were all former comrades-in-arms and old leaders, they couldn't resist.

   "Brother Liu, [Duke Zhen] won't drag us to kill us, right? I haven't taken a wife yet! Huh, huh..."

  A small soldier with a head and a brain found out that the person who escorted him turned out to be the big brother from the same village, so he boldly cried out.

  Hearing this, the other captives also pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

   "Who did you listen to this rumor?"

  Liu Zhixin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and slapped the little brother on the back of the head, causing him to shrink his neck.

   "I...I heard that Lord Wu An likes to kill captives. Doesn't [Zhen Guogong] have the title of Lord Wu An..."

   "Fart, [Zhen Guogong] has a bodhisattva heart, how could he kill captives? Besides, you are all from Damin, and the rebellion has nothing to do with you little soldiers and generals. Why kill you?"

   Smiling and cursing angrily, realizing that everyone around was eavesdropping, Liu Zhixin smiled pointedly.

   "Perform well, maybe in a few days you will be reorganized into [Xuanjia Army], when the time comes, my brother will take you to eat and drink spicy food!"

  Hearing this, the silly little brother's eyes lit up, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

   "Hey, don't ask for delicious food and spicy food, as long as you have a full mouth, don't eat bran and swallow vegetables like before..."

  Hearing this, Liu Zhixin thought of the sad treatment he had received, and shook his head with emotion.

"Now our treatment is different. We follow [Zhen Guogong], eat as much white rice as we want, have meat every meal, and our firearms and equipment are even sharper. A single shot from a long distance can kill the enemy. , there is no need to lick blood like before."

  Patting his handsome and slender [Dragon Tooth] rifle, Liu Zhixin showed off proudly.

   "More importantly, the salary is paid on time every month, and the military merits have been accumulated, and the fields can be divided!"

   Originally, they were just drooling with envy, but when they heard the word "Fentian", everyone's eyes lit up with fanaticism.

   "Soldiers can still divide the land? Brother Liu, you lied to me, right?"

   "What are you doing lying to you? My current military achievements have been divided into 20 acres of land. Like our regiment leader, one person has hundreds of acres of land!"

   "But...the land belongs to the gentlemen, where can [Zhen Guogong] find so many fertile fields?"

  Hearing this, Liu Zhixin straightened his face and whispered solemnly.

   "This question will be answered by the cadres of [Dragon] in the future. Now you just need to remember, be loyal to [Duke Zhen], be loyal to His Majesty, fight the enemy bravely, glory and wealth are at your fingertips!"

  Similar scenes were staged throughout [Shanhaiguan]. With the testimony of acquaintances, the officers and soldiers who were still anxious at the grassroots level were quickly calmed down. Not only did they have no fear in their hearts, but they were full of longing for the future.

   Even many people can't wait to rush to the battlefield immediately, shed their blood and kill the enemy bravely!

   Clenching their fists, the eyes of countless people are filled with hope.

  We are not greedy for that bit of land, we just want to serve the country!

  ………

On the other side, in the core area of ​​the [Shanhai Pass] city, a group of generals knelt on the ground trembling, not daring to move at all, not even daring to look up at the young man in white who was sitting upright, like a prisoner waiting for trial, he could only silently pray to God in his heart mercy.

  Damn it!

  Why did I hesitate for a moment just now!

   da da da ~

   Just when they were regretting, their firm and powerful steps broke the tranquility of the room. A young man in a brocade suit walked into the door with an embroidered spring knife on his waist and a human head in his hand.

   Ignoring all the generals, the young man in Jinfu respectfully walked up to Zhao Yinshun and half-kneeled on the ground, and presented the head in his hand in front of him.

   "Your Majesty, the sinner Yu Deming has been executed."

  唰~

  The crowd who were grabbing the ground with their heads raised their eyes in horror, and saw the familiar head out of the corner of their eyes, and their scalps went numb.

  The majestic seventh-rank general died like an ant...

   On the other side, Zhao Yinshun waved his hand helplessly as he looked at the head in the audience that was still in agony before dying.

   "Put it away, I am a kind-hearted person, and I hate these pickled things the most."

   "Your Majesty is merciful."

  Si Koulong nodded, silently put his bleeding head into his arms.

  Obviously knowing that there is a storage item in the skirt, but watching him put a head with distorted features into his arms, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help showing the face of an old man in the subway.

  You are not too dirty, that thing is still bleeding...

  When Zhao Yinshun said that he was kind, the kneeling generals breathed a sigh of relief, faintly feeling that they had saved their lives.

   But before they could completely relax, the boy on the stage waved his hands impatiently.

   "Take care of these things too."

   "Follow the order."

Before he could react, the stern light of the sword had already fallen on his head. In just a few seconds, the legendary generals in the room turned into a pile of stumped limbs and broken arms. The splashed blood dyed the whole room bright red, paved The table and floor full of offal and minced meat seem like a devil's dining table, which makes people unbearable to look directly at.

  The surviving general who had just completed the work of appeasement and surrender came back excitedly, and saw this shocking picture head-on.

   "..."

   I came back late from overtime~

   In addition, at the beginning of the month, ask for tickets~~ヽ(≧□≦)ノ

  (end of this chapter)