The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 426 Isn't that the only thing?
The Little Ice Age, to some extent, slowed down the onset and spread of diseases.

But in another sense, the long-term low temperature also leads to the inability of vegetation to grow and the shortage of food.

Today, the price of grain on the market is basically priceless.

There are dragons and tigers all over the place, powerful and powerful everywhere, and basically the bulk of the food is held in the hands of these people.

In comparison, Song Lanyi and Zhu Mingshu are not as powerful as those with the support of aristocratic families in terms of background.

It's just that Zhu Mingshu has great skills and strict military discipline.

Song Lanyi fought fiercely on the battlefield, his hands were stained with countless blood, there were people of the same race... and even more savage.

During this period of time, even relying on this bloody aura, he actually broke through to the fourth-rank realm.

Even the old Taoist Qingxu was frightened by this speed of cultivation and checked repeatedly, for fear that Song Lanyi would go crazy in cultivation.

at this time.

Kongming City is floating on the water, looking from a distance, it looks like a dark bunker.

On the periphery of the bunker, there are sharp steel rectangular thorns.

However, when entering the city, it is another scene.

The inner and outer rings of the city are green and yellow ears of wheat. From time to time, farmers can be seen working in the fields, and some people even lie on the ears of wheat, holding notebooks, as if they are recording something.

Inner City Central.

The bustling business world and the lifeless hell on earth seem to be in two worlds.

The center of Kongming City.

The tens of thousands of soldiers recruited these days, now under the training of many generals, their muscles are knotted and their eyes are fierce. The whole team can feel a wave of blood like wolf smoke, straight to the sky just by standing in place.

From a distance, even the evil spirits had to avoid it.

Song Lanyi was dressed in black armor, and the armor followed her thin lines, giving it a wild beauty.

Under the cold helmet, only a pair of dark and indifferent eyes were revealed, and the butterfly knife and talisman paper in his hand were faintly stained with blood.

Zhu Mingshu stood on one side, also dressed in the same way.

She glanced down and spoke slowly:
"Since you were killed in the demonic hinterland, you have lived and died with me, and survived and died together. In the cold waves, floods, epidemics and other natural and man-made disasters, you have been constantly striving to survive."

"Now the King of Hanyang, with the PY Hou family, wants to destroy us and cut off our retreat on the Tianhe River with the power of many treasure ships. Everyone... Are you willing?"

The elite soldier below was full of blood, holding a spear in his hand, screaming with all his might:
"Unwilling!"

Song Lanyi tightly held the weapon in his hand, although his voice was not hoarse, he had an inexplicable force of conviction:
"My Zhu family has more than 30 troops, but the King of Hanyang has [-] troops."

"My Zhu family's army only has seven or eight ships, but the King of Hanyang has dozens of treasure ships."

"But there is one thing, they are not as good as us."

The soldiers on the training ground were slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but listen carefully.

Song Lanyi smiled and pointed to the ground, "They have treasure ships, troops, and horses, but where is their shelter?"

Mo Di, who was standing behind Song Lanyi, heard this, his brows and eyes gradually relaxed.

It made the old Taoist Qingxu glance at him, and scolded Mo Di a few more times in his heart.

Shameless old man.

Obviously, he just raised an idea in the early stage, and Song Lanyi thought about it later, and then improved it time and time again.

Hearing Song Lanyi's words, many soldiers couldn't help showing a sense of honor.

Happiness is based on comparison.

When others eat bran-swallowed vegetables, some people will find...

The coarse grain bun in my hand doesn't seem to be so hard to swallow anymore.

Seeing that all the officers and men suddenly became enlightened, there was a wind of self-confidence that swept away their timidity, and Song Lanyi added fuel to the fire.

"Why did the soldiers under the King of Hanyang sacrifice their lives on the battlefield?"

"Is it for fame, or for glory and wealth? In fact, it's neither of them!"

"As far as I know, the major generals under the throne of Hanyang are almost firmly occupied by aristocratic families. Even the promotion channels for civilians cannot be exchanged for military exploits. They can only be used for the rations of three meals a day. One day."

"But can we be the same?" Song Lanyi smiled a little in his eyes.

"We are teachers of the benevolent, dignified and upright. Why do we fight? Is it because of money? Is it because of fame? No! Neither!"

"What we do is to protect the city behind! Protect the city and the people in it."

Zhu Mingshu applauded.

The white eyes in Qingxu's heart flew to the sky, but his face was still full of immortality, and he applauded earnestly.

Mo Di's expression remained unchanged, but when he looked carefully, the tips of his ears were slightly red.

It turns out that everyone likes his ideas and designs so much...

At this moment, Mo Di suddenly felt that he was not walking alone on the road of the Mo family.

After fighting the chicken blood before the battle, Song Lan put on his armor and went into battle. Using the Taoist art of heaven and earth in his sleeves, he led the crowd to the city wall.

On the city wall, there are large expanses of rivers and rivers, and in the dense fog, boats connected by iron chains can be vaguely seen.

Huben didn't know that standing behind Song Lanyi, his tone was dignified, "Although the king of Hanyang has soft ears, he is easy to be manipulated by the family. But he is not stupid. At least this method of connecting boats with iron chains, plus dozens of treasure ships, can be done in a short while. In the meantime, we can't do anything to them."

Song Lanyi turned his head to the side and glanced at Hu Ben, his eyes were a little inexplicable.

"Hu Ben, did you forget something?"

"what?"

"I mean... among us, there are quite a few monks with extraordinary powers. In terms of tactical choices, we can't all arrange them according to the thinking of ordinary people."

While Huben was still thinking, Song Lanyi took off his armor and went into battle lightly.

The cold wind that was so cold that it was almost piercing into the bones was dispelled in an instant when it touched her hot blood.

On the opposite treasure ship, a short, thin old man with a ram's beard holding a feather fan, looked at Song Lanyi with inverted triangular eyes, squinting slightly.

He shook his head and sneered, "The body of this sky leak is quite interesting. Being able to cultivate to the fourth rank in such a short period of time is naturally extraordinary."

"It's just... do you think that I, Gong Yangsun, will be like those idiots before, despise you, disdain you, and be defeated by you in the end?"

He sneered, and tapped the feather fan in the air, and in an instant, the feather fan turned into a five-color fairy fan, and the moment the old man stimulated his talents, countless auspicious lights burst out.

Song Lanyi, who was in mid-air, seemed to feel something, and turned sideways suddenly, but felt that there was a rainbow light in front of her, wrapping around her body like a gangrene.

She raised her head, and her eyes happened to collide with Gong Yangsun.

The sneer at the corner of Gong Yangsun's mouth was all in her eyes.

Song Lanyi also laughed.

Haven't touched a real guy in a long time.

These people... don't think they only have these things, do they?

(End of this chapter)