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Chapter 368: The Academy Mage Kills All Around! The Golden Gong Night Watchman Stands Alone Against the Fortress!
Lieutenant General Li was not afraid at all, "Gentlemen, please don't force yourself."

"Everyone in the world knows that those who practice Confucianism are all benevolent and noble. You don't have any lethal magic."

Zhang Shen sneered and said, "First, we don't need any lethal spells to prevent you from entering the city!"

"Secondly, who said we don't have lethal spells!"

Facing the dark mass of 10,000 zombies in front of him, Zhang Shen slowly said, "All enemies, reduce your speed by half again!"

As soon as the words fell, a surge of righteous energy spread out like an overwhelming force.

The powerful force of rules can tyrannically reduce the enemy's speed by half.

After Zhang Shen finished speaking, he immediately took a step back and stood there quietly, like a sand sculpture.

The backlash from such a large-scale word-of-mouth was so terrifying that Zhang Shen might be unable to move for a month or two.

"I... fuck..." Lieutenant General Li opened his mouth and found that he was being slowed down.

Li Mubai and Chen Tai stepped forward at the same time, and each took out a large book from his arms.

When the two opened the book, Lieutenant General Li saw from afar that it was filled with densely packed small strips.

"Taoist Heavenly Fire Technique!" Chen Tai shouted angrily.

Then, he grabbed a handful of notes directly from the big book.

These notes all contained spells written in tiny calligraphy.

A month ago, Li Changan informed President Zhao Shou and several great scholars about the matter of King Zhenbei.

From that time on, they began to prepare.

Confucianism does not have spells of mass destruction and can only copy others.

Li Mubai had disdained this approach before, so he could only learn it quickly.

The most useful and fastest to learn technique is the Sky Fire Technique provided by Luo Yuheng.

A handful of paper strips in Li Mubai's hand were quickly ignited, and the sky was instantly filled with fire clouds.

Fireballs as big as a human head condensed from the fire cloud and then smashed into the group of enemy soldiers like a storm.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Hundreds of fireballs, with long flaming tails, slammed into the group of zombies at a rapid speed.

Every time a fireball hit the ground, it directly exploded a large number of zombies.

After all, the corpse soldiers were still mortal bodies, and they were slowed down several times, so they had no time to dodge.

In an instant, it was torn into pieces and no longer resembled a human!
Large-scale deceleration, combined with large-scale AOE, the harvesting speed is very impressive.

Chen Tai chuckled, "You old man, you are not good at studying!"

"Today, I will let you see the results of my travels around the world!"

Then, Chen Tai lit a handful of paper and threw it out.

Thick green clouds hundreds of feet thick quickly gathered in the sky, and a buzzing sound was heard within the clouds.

These are not clouds, but a bunch of emerald green beetles.

The insects have ferocious mouthparts, like a swarm of locusts, densely packed and boundless.

These beetles swooped into the group of zombies, and the zombies quickly turned into bones.

"Whoever said that a great scholar wouldn't kill people said that! Let him say it again!"

Chen Tai threw out another handful of notes.

After being ignited, red lizards suddenly emerged from the void.

These giant lizards were scattered among the zombies, spitting out red flames one by one!
Wherever the flames passed, no grass was left and all the corpses were reduced to ashes.

Lieutenant General Li and others were stunned. Who said that Confucianism didn’t have magic to kill people?

There were fires everywhere in the front line of the zombie soldiers, and they suffered heavy losses. It was basically a one-sided massacre.

"All fourth-rank enemy masters, retreat a hundred miles away!"

As soon as Li Mubai finished speaking, three people, including Lieutenant General Li, flew backwards without any reason.

There was a wizard whose jade pendant on his chest emitted a faint light.

It turned out that it had no effect on him.

And this wizard also hid among the zombies, controlling them to avoid spells.

Just because one's words come true does not mean one is completely invincible. Most extraordinary people have ways to deal with them.

This wizard is the disciple of Yan State’s Imperial Master.

However, after discovering this powerful fourth-grade dream wizard, the two great scholars threw more than a dozen pages of books in his direction.

"Roar!"

A ten-foot-tall fighting spirit with a black body and red eyes flew out from behind Meng Wu.

This is an ability possessed by a fifth-grade wizard, which allows him to summon a fighting spirit that is related to himself.

A fourth-grade wizard can summon a fighting spirit of the corresponding grade, so this fighting spirit is actually a fourth-grade warrior.

The fighting spirit rushed out of the group of zombies and headed towards the three great scholars.

Li Mubai pulled up the immobile Zhang Shen and quickly dodged.

Chen Tai threw out another ten golden notes, lit them all and threw them to the fourth-grade dream wizard.

As each page of paper burned, a bright golden elixir appeared!

"Taoist Golden Elixir Method!"

I saw several golden elixirs with surging magic power surrounding the fourth-grade dream witch.

The surging magic power from the golden elixir kept burning the fourth-grade dream witch.

The fourth-rank dream wizard was in unbearable pain and lost control of his powerful fighting spirit.

The tall fighting spirit actually rushed back to fight wildly among the zombies.

Before his death, this fighting spirit was a thief who killed innocent people indiscriminately. After losing control, he naturally returned to his old ways.

Chen Tai attracted another large group of beetles to fly over and completely devour the Dream Witch.

The ownerless fighting soul was also besieged by the zombies and was completely killed after consuming hundreds of them.

Confucian magic is mainly used for auxiliary functions.

Therefore, as soon as they started fighting, they first got rid of the opponent's fourth-grade master.

These sky fire techniques, beetle techniques, and fire lizard techniques are not easy to use against a fourth-grade master.

However, slaughtering these zombies was extremely easy.

In an instant, an area within a mile became a battlefield, and the two great scholars used their magic to frantically harvest the corpses of the soldiers.

As the low-level wizards who mixed in with the zombies and actually controlled the zombies were killed one by one, the situation on the battlefield gradually turned to the side of the great scholar.

West of the city.

The same group of generals and wizards, as well as 10,000 zombie soldiers, advanced towards the west gate.

There was no fancy magic along the way and the zombies moved forward very smoothly.

As ten thousand corpse soldiers were marching silently on their way, suddenly several golden rays of light appeared in the sky.

The golden light was getting closer and closer, revealing the powerful martial artist's aura.

The sound of violent energy breaking through the air cuts through the sky!

The first golden light fell on the corpse soldiers in front, and the strong aura instantly blew away dozens of corpse soldiers.

The man was wearing golden armor, with a golden gong on his chest, holding a spear in his hand, and looking serious and solemn.

"The Golden Gong Night Watchman is here. Anyone who does not surrender will be killed without mercy!"

The golden spear seemed to have lengthened ten times in his hand.

The violently surging energy was like a storm among the corpse soldiers.

Groups of corpses were crushed by these energetic forces.

"Fourth-level spear intention!"

"You are Yang Yan!"

A fourth-rank spy recognized Yang Yan, and the generals and spies were all shocked.

"Why is the night watchman here?"

"How do they know!"

"Could it be that the imperial court knows about this?"

"At this point, if you stick your head out or shrink your head, you will die. Only if the blood sacrifice is successful and the prince is promoted to the second rank, there will be a way to survive!"

"Kill him. No matter what the gong is, he will die even if Wei Yuan comes!"

The fourth-rank spy immediately jumped out on his horse, brandishing a long sword.

Two fourth-grade warriors fought each other, sword intent and spear intent flew everywhere, and the surrounding corpse soldiers were harvested indiscriminately.

"Boom!"

Another golden light fell to the ground, and a several-meter-long silver whip made of dragon skin flew freely among the corpse soldiers.

The energy that burst out from this soft stool was sharp and tricky, and anyone who touched it would be torn into pieces immediately.

The Golden Gong Night Watchman, wearing golden armor, has a feminine face and is as handsome as a woman.

However, his Adam's apple was moving, clearly showing that he looked like a girl.

"The Chuzhou Commander-in-Chief slaughtered the people and attempted treason. This crime is unforgivable. Surrender immediately!"

"The girl has practiced her whip skills very well!" The fourth-rank deputy general held a broadsword in his hand, and a sword more than ten feet long fell from the sky!

"Kengkengkengkeng..."

Nangong Qianrou's dragon-skin silver whip moved as if it were an arm, and the surging fighting spirit formed a hard shield, blocking the sword intent. "Grandson, I'll tell you two things!"

"First, I'm a man!"

"Secondly, the state of mind that Laozi practices is called 'Dang'e', not the state of mind of a whip!"

As he spoke, the tip of his whip was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, easily reaping the lives of the corpse soldiers.

There were no screams from the corpse soldiers, only the crisp sound of corpses cracking and the loud noise of the warriors' qi breaking through the air.

The fourth-rank deputy general slashed out with his sword again, the force of the sword was surging, and the sword energy filled the sky!
"You said you were a man, so you are a man?"

"Today I'm going to take a good look!"

Nangong Qianrou used a whip to swing away the sword, and then knocked the deputy general away with a punch.

Then he roared, "Fuck you!"

The last two golden rays in the sky fell to the ground, and a sturdy golden gong landed on the ground.

Then he landed with great momentum and punched the ground, smoke and dust flew in a hundred-foot radius, and his aura was killing people wantonly.

"Zhang Kaitai!"

"Let's have a competition today to see who can kill more!"

A hundred feet away, the last ray of golden light turned into hundreds of sword lights, like Taoist flying swords flying among the corpse soldiers.

After slaughtering hundreds of zombie soldiers, these sword lights immediately gathered into a big sword.

Zhang Kaitai, a man in his forties with sharp eagle eyes, held a big sword and shouted, "Let's compete!"

"A fourth-rank warrior can kill five thousand people before he is exhausted!"

"These are just corpse soldiers, I can kill them at will!"

The four Golden Gong night watchmen fell into the front line of the zombie soldiers, and the zombie soldiers' advance was instantly blocked.

These corpse soldiers swarmed forward, trying to break through the range covered by the aura and rush towards the city gate.

However, the Qi of the four fourth-grade warriors was so powerful that they formed an indestructible wall of Qi.

No matter whether they were corpse soldiers or living people, they could never move forward.

The war broke out on three sides of Chuzhou City, and the city was also in chaos.

Zheng Xinghuai headed towards the south of the city, and indeed saw soldiers from the garrison escorting civilians along the way.

The soldiers formed teams, not knowing where to go.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Zheng Xinghuai shouted to stop them.

The soldiers in armor looked at him coldly without saying a word.

Zheng Xinghuai asked again, but still no one answered.

There is obviously something wrong with these soldiers. Normal soldiers would not talk.

When encountering unruly soldiers, they would even have to argue with civil officials.

What's worse, some even dared to riot and replace their chief officers.

There are few good officials in Dafeng, and Zheng Xinghuai is one of them.

When he was young, his family was very poor, and he relied on his mother to wash clothes and do embroidery for wealthy families to make a living.

Little by little, his widowed mother saved enough money for his tutoring and for him to enter the Imperial Academy.

He entered the Imperial Academy at the age of 16 and studied hard for ten years.

In the 19th year of Yuanjing, he was named on the imperial examination and became a second-class Jinshi.

He rushed back to his hometown without stopping, wanting to take his mother to settle down in the capital and bring honor to the family.

But what he saw was his mother's short grave.

His widowed mother had passed away many years ago and had never told him that the letters home were written by relatives on her behalf.

Zheng Xinghuai knelt in front of his mother's grave for a day and a night.

Zheng Xinghuai's official career was not smooth. Because he was unwilling to go along with the corrupt officials, he offended the Prime Minister at the time and was demoted to Chuzhou in the northern border, where he became an eighth-rank county magistrate.

He walked on the ridges of the fields in Chuzhou, looking at the young crops being trampled by the cavalry.

He walked on the official road, looking at the corpses that were eaten by the barbarians and only the remains were left.

He walked into the mountains and saw the people who had luckily escaped the disaster, and looked at their poor and weathered faces.

Zheng Xinghuai thought of his mother who had passed away many years ago.

From then on, he didn't want to leave Chuzhou.

Because he poured all his energy and efforts into this land.

He worked so hard that he often stayed up all night to deal with government affairs.

Time flies, eighteen years passed in the blink of an eye, and most of his life was spent in Chuzhou.

Chuzhou City is Zheng Xinghuai’s second hometown.

But now, something very scary seems to be happening here.

Zheng Xinghuai's heart had sunk to the bottom, and a strong ominous premonition came to his mind.

Without continuing to tangle with the lower-level soldiers, he whipped his horse whip hard and galloped along the street towards the south city.

Following the soldiers along the way, Zheng Xinghuai quickly arrived at his destination.

He saw a sea of ​​heads, and roughly estimated that there were more than 100,000 people.

There were common people, merchants, and even clerks in the government.

This group of people were gathered in a wasteland in the south city, shoulder to shoulder.

Thousands of soldiers, armed with sharp weapons and some carrying bows or crossbows, surrounded the group.

Zheng Xinghuai swept his eyes around and locked onto the commander-in-chief Que Yongxiu, who was riding high on his horse, and the dozen or so spies wrapped in black robes around him.

The Northern King's Secret Agent
Zheng Xinghuai narrowed his eyes and shouted in a deep voice: "Duke Protector of the Country, what are you doing?"

"Governor Zheng, you've come at the right time." Que Yongxiu looked at him coldly with his one eye.

"Master Zheng, the barbarians have repeatedly invaded the border, burning, killing and looting. Do you know why?"

Zheng Xinghuai didn't understand why he asked this question and frowned.

"What does this have to do with you gathering the people?"

Que Yongxiu pointed his spear at the hundreds of thousands of people and laughed:
"Of course it matters, as a citizen of Daebong.

I will devote my life to the stability of Dafeng's border until my death, and shed my blood for the long-term prosperity of Dafeng.

Governor Zheng, do you think what I said makes sense?"

"baffling."

Zheng Xinghuai was about to scold him when he suddenly saw Que Yongxiu kick his horse's belly and charge towards the people.

Zheng Xinghuai's eyes were red with anger: "Que Yongxiu, you dare to kill civilians indiscriminately, are you crazy?"

At the same time, thousands of soldiers bent their bows and aimed at the innocent civilians who had gathered together.

Zheng Xinghuai watched as Que Yongxiu's spear was about to pierce a young man's chest.

He roared and shouted madly, but was stopped by Que Yongxiu's men.

"No!"

"Don't kill the people!"

Que Yongxiu's spear pierced the young man's chest.

However, a crisp "clang" sound was heard!
"Who are you? How dare you wear armor without permission? You should be put to death!" Que Yongxiu became furious!
"Stab!"

The young man tore open his cloth, revealing the shining bronze gong underneath.

A night watchman in a black uniform appeared in front of Que Yongxiu!
At this moment, Que Yongxiu's face changed suddenly, as if he had seen something terrifying!
"Sizzle, sizzle..."

Among the people, countless sounds of clothes being torn were heard.

Official uniforms in gold, silver and black, as well as gong-shaped instruments, appeared among the people.

"Kengkengkengkeng..."

Hundreds of long swords hit the magic weapon on the chest at the same time, causing a deafening noise.

These loud noises suppressed the noise of the people and were extremely powerful!

"If you don't do bad things during the day, you won't be afraid of the night watchman!"

It's deafening and shocking!
"The night watchman is handling the case, all unrelated personnel please squat!"

Que Yongxiu's eyes were blazing with fire, and he immediately rode his horse and shouted, "Shoot!"

"Fire the arrow quickly!"

The corpse soldiers raised their bows and crossbows and drew their arrows.

At this moment, a dull and passionate Buddhist sound rang out.

Hundreds of thousands of people were enveloped in the golden Buddha light.

The corpse soldiers were contaminated by the Buddha's light and collapsed to the ground one by one.

"If ten thousand Buddha lamps cannot illuminate the darkness of the world, then I, a poor monk, will create a bright and clear world."

Que Yongxiu was furious and pointed his spear at the burly monk who was sitting cross-legged in the crowd.

The big monk has thick eyebrows and round eyes, and looks bitter and vengeful.

"Who are you? The evil monk from the Western Regions invited by Yaoman!"

"Wrong! I am a Buddhist monk, and my founder is Hengyuan!"

(End of this chapter)