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Chapter 195: Setting up an altar for sacrifice, ancient blessing

The northern entrance of Qingyuanji, the enemy camp.

After a round of inspection, the "giant bear" is about to return to its tent to rest for a while.

Before, when he collided with "Su Ruiliang" with all his strength, his feeling was not too strong.

Afterwards, he gradually felt something wrong with his body.

Although he relied on his rich experience and exquisite skills to guide the opponent's surging and explosive force into the ground beneath his feet.

However, the areas where these powerful forces passed through, especially the skin and flesh from the left shoulder to the left hip, and the left leg, were not unscathed.

If he were given a few days, he was confident that he could completely eliminate these hidden dangers with his strong physique.

Now, he could only pretend nothing happened.

After a quick inspection, he decided to take the opportunity to recuperate for a while.

Before entering the tent, he saw a man standing outside his tent.

"Zha Luo, why don't you go to rest...is there something wrong?" "Giant Bear" asked curiously.

"Master, Zha Luo still hasn't figured it out." Zha Luo said.

"What didn't you figure out?"

"According to the information sent back by the reconnaissance, the morale of the defenders has been very low after they put down our first batch of attacks. Why don't we continue the attack with all our strength?

Instead, stopping to rest at this time, wouldn't this give them a chance to recover?"

Because I can't push "Su Ruiliang" too hard at this time.

This reason, of course, cannot be said, but the "giant bear" is not without other reasons.

“Is it so easy to raise the morale that has fallen?

What's more, the other party is just a mob with complicated origins, intimidated by the power of 'Su Ruiliang'!

...You punched a large lump of mud and cracked it all over. It's about to break into pieces. What will you do next?"

The "Big Bear" finally asked this question.

Zha Luo fell into deep thought. He might not understand the art of war, but this problem was within his familiar field.

He thought for a moment and said, "Put your fist back."

"Why not follow up with another punch?"

"Pull back your fist, and this lump of mud will probably fall apart on its own.

But if you follow it up with another punch, it might actually keep them together."

"So... do you understand now?" asked the Giant Bear.

Zha Luo was stunned for a moment, then a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face, and he said in surprise: "Zha Luo understands!"

……

“According to Wei Wanzong and his men’s advice, we did not form a large military formation to confront the enemy head-on.

Instead, we fought the enemy in small teams of ten or squadrons of thirty people scattered everywhere."

"The team mainly hides in various houses and shops.

Make use of various obstacles and traps set up in advance to launch sneak attacks, ambush and kill, and fight around.

While killing a large number of enemy troops, we also try our best to disperse and tear apart their combined strength."

"The squadron was deployed at each street intersection, using various roadblocks to try to stop the enemy from advancing quickly while also causing as much effective damage as possible.

The number of squadrons varies depending on the width of the street and the intersection.

But they are not required to defend a certain place to the death. If they can defend it, they should defend it. If they cannot defend it, they should continue to retreat. "

“Because the squadrons deployed on the road have to bear greater frontal pressure, have more core forces, and fewer newly joined temporary gang members.

All shield warriors were also assigned to the squadrons."

“The requirements for the squad are more flexible, the requirements for a single squad are lower, and the core strength is relatively less.”

"Since the battle officially begins, except for the senior members of our 'Lin Zhan Tang' and the Lifang soldiers who were granted the right to move freely everywhere by you,

The other participants had no idea of the overall battle situation.

Fortunately, although the morale of each team was almost broken, the situation was barely stabilized after the "beast soldiers" were completely eliminated. "

“But now, we dare not regroup the scattered soldiers, and can only let them rest in place for the time being.

We are very worried that once they are all assembled and learn about the total losses, their morale, which is barely stable now, will completely collapse. "

After listening to Hong Quan's story, Geng Xuan asked, "What are the specific losses?"

Hong Quan said:
"The total number of soldiers deployed to the front line is 2,500.

The number of 'beast soldiers' killed is approximately between 2,100 and 2,200. The exact number needs to be confirmed through a more careful count.

To achieve this result, we lost 1,211 men.

Among them, 786 people died and 425 were seriously injured.

Among these seriously injured, one in ten is in very dangerous condition and may die tonight.

Another 20% suffer from permanent disabilities.

The remaining 60% to 70% also need a longer period of recuperation, ranging from half a month to several months. "

While listening to Jiang Hongyi's report, Geng Xuan discovered a problem.

Question: "Why are they all killed? There is not a single prisoner who surrendered?"

Jiang Hongyi shook his head and said:

“No, even when they were in a desperate situation or seriously injured, no one begged for mercy. Instead, they became even more ferocious.

Many people were careless at this time and were killed by the opponent!
This is also the important reason why our morale dropped so badly all of a sudden. No one wants to fight with this kind of crazy person who doesn't care about his life anymore.

Winning won't make you happy. If you're held captive by someone like that and die together, you'll die with regrets!"

After reporting the situation, Jiang Hongyi stood there with a tense face and did not continue speaking.

Hong Quan reported some other situations to Geng Xuan.

"While counting the damage, we also discovered some extremely dangerous hidden dangers, but we could only pretend we hadn't discovered them for the time being and didn't dare to dig deeper."

"What's going on?" Geng Xuan asked curiously.

“In terms of the total number of people, the number of people in a squadron and a team is about the same.

However, the squadron has to bear greater frontal pressure. Taking this into consideration, we not only assigned all the shield warriors to the squadron, but also allocated more core forces to the squadron.

Based on the consideration of the overall battle situation and the information sent back by the soldiers roaming around the neighborhoods, before counting the results and losses.

We believe that a team that is more flexible and has more geographical advantages will achieve greater results with fewer casualties.

But the reality is that the results achieved by the squadron and the squadron are similar, and the number of casualties on our side is also similar."

Geng Xuan said thoughtfully: "So, in the small teams with more temporary members, there are a lot of people who are lazy and slacking off?"

Hong Quan shook his head and said:
“That’s not all.

Although each squadron suffered heavy casualties, overall, there were fewer deaths and more injuries.

The situation of the small team was just the opposite. Among the five or six hundred casualties, most of them died, and there were not many seriously injured.

Moreover, those teams with seriously injured soldiers all have one characteristic, that is, we still have at least two or more core forces.

And those teams that were all dead, without any serious injuries, without exception, the core forces we arranged in were all on the list of casualties!"

Hearing this, Geng Xuan, who had sensed something, narrowed his eyes and said:
"Those teams that are scattered and lurking in various places not only have a lot of people who are just slacking off, but there are even people who take the opportunity to murder their companions, right?"

Hong Quan nodded solemnly and said:
“We have this suspicion, but we don’t have any evidence.

At this moment, we dare not investigate this matter any further."

Geng Xuan understood Hong Quan's concerns. Given the current situation, if nothing was done, the situation could collapse in an instant.

If they investigate this kind of thing again, the team, which is already full of cracks, will be torn apart in an instant.

"I understand the situation, but you don't have to worry too much. Leave these problems to me," said Geng Xuan.

???

After hearing Geng Xuan's words, Jiang Hongyi and Hong Quan both showed expressions of extreme surprise.

They all stared at Geng Xuan, as if wondering if they had heard something wrong.

Jiang Hongyi hesitated to speak, but Hong Quan asked directly.

"Boss...Boss, you said that you can solve the problems of low morale and internal hidden dangers?" Hong Quan asked with some stuttering.

"Ah."

Geng Xuan responded, and even joked with a smile: "You don't really think that I don't know the priorities and am doing something inexplicable and insignificant, do you?"

Is not it?

Both of them thought so in their hearts, and Hong Quan asked directly.

"Boss, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I really can't imagine it.

Could you tell me how you would solve these two problems?
Do we need to make any preparations in advance?"

Geng Xuan shook his head and raised his chin, motioning the two to look at the distant "community altar" which, under the command of Jiang Yizi and the others, had already been built to a height of nearly a person and was now beginning to build a second-level platform. He said:

“The solution to the problem is right here.”

“@￥%……@#!!!”

After hearing Geng Xuan's answer, the thoughts in their minds became messy and noisy.

If Geng Xuan had not meant too much to them, Hong Quan and Jiang Hongyi would have been unable to hold back their swearing on the spot.

Geng Xuan knew that it was useless to say more at this moment, so he said to the two of them:

“You two should go back now and ask Qi Mingcheng to arrange for people to transport all the seriously injured here.

Of the remaining 1,000 people, keep half of them on guard and keep an eye on the enemy's movements, and bring the other half here."

After hearing such a confusing order, both of them looked at Geng Xuan intently, as if to confirm that he was not joking.

He looked very serious, not joking at all.

He suppressed all thoughts in his mind, bowed respectfully, replied "yes", turned around, mounted the Xuanyou horse, and quickly left the place.

Naturally, they had many opinions about the gang leader's orders.

To be precise, it is an opposing opinion.

Don't be fooled by the fact that they all hold great power now. In fact, it is because "Su Ruiliang" does not take power for himself, but actively delegates many powers to them.

But in fact, from the Giant Bear Gang to the current Qingyuan Group, it is still "Su Ruiliang" who has the final say.

No matter how unreliable his orders seemed, as long as they were clearly spoken by him, no one had the right to jump out and say "I object".

Unless this person really wants to die!

Therefore, after confirming that "Su Ruiliang" was firm in his attitude, the two of them stopped making any meaningless excuses.

……

Watching the two people go away, Geng Xuan retracted his gaze and continued to pay attention to the "social forum" that was quickly taking shape with the accumulation of a large amount of manpower and materials.

Geng Xuan had anticipated the rapid collapse of morale and the possible backstabbing by those scattered teams once they were out of sight.

After careful consideration, he did think of a solution.

Geng Xuan believed that once he used it, the two problems that Jiang Hongyi, Hong Quan and others found difficult or even unsolvable would be easily solved.

But Geng Xuan was always hesitant about how to present the solution.

However, the appearance of the "Baidi Dingshui Stone" and the role of the "Community Altar" learned from Su Mingxu and Jiang Yizi solved this problem almost perfectly.

After looking at the progress of the "Community Forum", Geng Xuan focused his attention on the "Flint Bead".

Now, as both sides stopped fighting, the "remaining energy" that had been flowing towards him like a stream has stopped.

And within the "Flint Bead", the "good luck" and "bad luck" that were originally growing rapidly were also fixed at a certain amount.

【Good luck: 10 points.】

Black luck: 7270 points. 】

——Because of comprehending the "Horse Riding and Throwing Techniques" and improving the levels of various body-tempering techniques, the consumption of good fortune these days has been very large, but compared with the good fortune gained, this consumption is so small that it is almost negligible.

Since the night attack that day, when all the enemy mercenaries were slaughtered and the enemy army as a whole was severely damaged, within just a few days, nearly 3,300 lives were lost, providing Geng Xuan with a huge amount of good luck, as well as considerable bad luck.

In order to recruit soldiers for the remaining three chapters of "East Fifth Chapter" and to clear up the underground hidden dangers of "East Fifth Chapter", 5356 people died, contributing 184 points of good luck and points of bad luck to him.

In the night fishing operation, eighty-eight enemy cavalry were killed, plus thirty-four of our own men died. This was more than four thousand points of good luck and nearly three hundred points of bad luck that were deposited into the "Flint Bead".

And tonight, it was even more spectacular.

Hong Quan and others have not yet counted the exact number of "beast soldiers", but Geng Xuan already knows that a total of 2153 out-of-control and crazy "beast soldiers" have died.

In total, they brought Geng Xuan 34448 points of good luck and 2467 points of bad luck.

Add to that the 786 points of good luck and 13362 points of bad luck brought by the 914 deaths on our side.

Combined with the original good luck, the good luck deposited in the "Flint Bead" has now exceeded 100,000.

Geng Xuan was originally looking forward to whether there would be any new changes in the "Flint Bead" after the red luck exceeded 100,000.

But it didn't.

This made Geng Xuan a little disappointed, but also made him feel a little relieved.

This means that he doesn't need to think about "saving up good luck" for the time being.

Since there is no qualitative change after the red luck exceeds 100,000, Geng Xuan guessed that there will probably be no qualitative change when the red luck exceeds 200,000 or 300,000.

And if the fortune exceeds one million, at least tens of thousands of lives will have to be "filled in", which is not something he can afford now.

If so, there is no need to consider these.

While thinking about this, he saw Su Mingxu and Jiang Yizi already in front of Geng Xuan.

"Boss Su, there's only one last floor left, and the altar is almost finished.

There shouldn't be anything for us to do next, right?" Su Mingxu said.

Geng Xuan looked up. From where he was standing, the first level of the forum was completely invisible.

Only the upper half of the second floor can be seen.

Now, the three-story square altar has been built to the third level and is rapidly taking shape.

The outer perimeter of the altar is shielded by a semi-sheltered stone wall surrounded by stone slabs nearly two meters high.

Geng Xuan took a look and said to the two people who wanted to slip away, "It's not over yet."

His answer did not seem to be too unexpected to the two of them.

Jiang Yizi remained silent, and Su Mingxu asked directly, "What else do you need us to do?"

Geng Xuan looked at Jiang Yizi and said:

"The person who presides over the community altar ceremony is called the Great Blessing, right?"

"……Yes."

Although he was a little confused and didn't know why "Su Ruiliang" asked this question, Jiang Yizi still gave an answer.

"Then you will come and make this great blessing later."

As he said this, he ignored Jiang Yizi, whose eyes widened instantly, and looked at Su Mingxu again, saying:
"Just come and make the second blessing."

Su Mingxu looked at an illiterate and said, "Boss Su, there has always been only the first blessing, there is no such thing as the second blessing."

Geng Xuan nodded and said, "Then we have it now."

Su Mingxu wanted to say something, but Jiang Yizi, who was older and slower in reaction, finally reacted and said quickly:
"Boss Su, you...how can you be so careless?
I just helped build a community altar, why do you want me to be the chief prayer?

Besides, I don’t know what Dazhu should do.

I don't understand anything about those weird things!"

At this moment, the sound of muffled horse hooves and wheels rolling on the ground came from the street where Hong Quan and Jiang Hongyi had just left.

Geng Xuan turned his head and saw Hong Quan sitting on the shaft of the first carriage.

He ordered the driver to pull the carriage over to the side, and the carriages following behind also pulled over to the side and parked in a neat row.

Hong Quan got off the carriage, walked quickly to Geng Xuan, and reported:
"Boss, all the seriously injured have been transported here as per your request."

"Six hundred and forty combatants will arrive shortly."

Geng Xuan nodded, then turned to Jiang Yizi and said:
“You don’t need to understand how Dazhu does things.

You just need to be able to say something nice and comforting.”

"Faced with a tyrannical and powerful enemy, we defend this home where our ancestors have lived for generations.

They stepped forward resolutely, not afraid of serious injuries or sacrifice. "

Hong Quan was a little stunned.

Jiang Yizi and Su Mingxu were also shocked.

Everyone wants to say, isn’t it because of your tyranny?

If it weren't for you, Qingyuanji would never have encountered this disaster.

If it weren't for you, everyone in Qingyuanji would have run away by now, and not a single person would be left alive.

How can you say these words?
And so righteous!

Is it necessary to lie to this extent?
Why bother when everyone knows it?
Geng Xuan ignored what the three people thought and continued to maintain a bright "appearance".

“…The dead are gone, but the living must continue.

After experiencing a great war, their hearts are confused and fragile.

Now, I ask you, on behalf of those who have been given safe haven by them.

Representing the ancestors of this land.

Representing the White Emperor, the Black Emperor, and those ancient sages who have devoted all their efforts to the welfare of the people.

Express gratitude to them and send blessings to them.

That’s all I want you to do.”

At this point, Geng Xuan looked at Jiang Yizi, who was frozen in place, as if he didn't know where he was, and said:
“It shouldn’t be difficult for you to complete such a task.

If you refuse, I have reason to believe that you did it on purpose!
Or do you think they don't even deserve a few words of comfort from you?"

"If you don't agree, I'll let Erzhu go." As he said that, Geng Xuan's eyes moved and he looked at Su Mingxu and said:
"...If the Second Blessing doesn't agree, I'll let the Third Blessing take over.

I can't believe that in such a vast collection of books, such a person can't be found."

Before Jiang Yizi could speak, Su Mingxu seemed to be burned by Geng Xuan's gaze. He was so startled that he almost jumped up and quickly agreed on Jiang Yizi's behalf:
"Don't worry, Boss Su. It's such a simple matter. I have agreed to it on behalf of Jiang Dazhu.

...However, we cannot guarantee how effective this will be. "

Geng Xuan said calmly, "You don't need to worry about this."

"Okay, then we have no problem." Su Mingxu said.

Geng Xuan nodded with satisfaction:
“I’ll give you two quarters of an hour to decide on the words you want to use and whether you want to design some actions.

I see that you all know a lot. Even if you don’t know how the real Dazhu acts, I believe that you should know something.

In your words and actions, try to lean towards this direction."

Su Mingxu lowered his head and seemed to begin to think and consider.

After about a few minutes, Jiang Yizi suddenly took a deep breath and said:

"Boss Su, we need to make some other preparations."

"what to prepare?"

"I need a feather crown, a feather fan, a set of divine robes, a rattle... and if possible, a mask. The more ferocious and scary it looks, the better."

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yizi stated his needs one by one.

Geng Xuan was very satisfied with how quickly he got into the role and how proactive he was. He said:
"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to prepare it now.

...But I understand everything else. What should the divine robe look like?"

“The more bizarre the style, the brighter the color, and the less it looks like something a normal person would wear, the better.

...If you are really unsure, just choose a few more sets and arrange for two tailors to make some modifications. I can give them some advice on the spot."

This time Geng Xuan understood.

He summoned Qi Mingcheng, explained Jiang Yizi's requirements one by one, and asked, "It shouldn't be difficult to prepare these, right?"

Qi Mingcheng, feeling strange, shook his head and said, "It's not difficult...it will be delivered soon."

Qi Mingcheng turned and left.

Su Mingxu glanced at Geng Xuan and said, "Boss Su, shall we also go and prepare?"

"Go."

As Geng Xuan nodded in agreement, Su Mingxu immediately pulled Jiang Yizi into the community hall which was hidden by a stone wall.

At this moment, a low sound of footsteps was heard, and more than 600 soldiers, almost surrounded by thick evil spirits and resentment, appeared in the big square. Wei Wanzong, Qi Kun, Chai Ye and others were "escorting" them on both sides.

Geng Xuan looked at him and found that many people were also looking at him very "impudently".

In the past, these people might have been unable to resist secretly glancing at him, but once they noticed his gaze, they would immediately lower their heads and show respect.

But now, many people seem too lazy to even do this superficial work.

With such an attitude towards him, one can imagine how much weight Jiang Hongyi, Hong Quan and others still have in their hearts.

The deterrent effect brought about by oppression through greater strength has its limits.

When they realized that they were going to die anyway, they naturally dared to act unruly in front of him, "Su Ruiliang".

Geng Xuan was naturally not unhappy, but he did not say much to them.

He just said to Hong Quan: "How many blood-replenishing pills do we have now?"

Hong Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking seriously.

Geng Xuan then changed the question: "Is it enough?"

"That's enough."

“Go and prepare ten large vats and fill them with water.

Then, throw one hundred blood-replenishing pills into each tank."

"what?!"

"Don't dawdle, get ready."

"Oh... oh, good."

Hong Quan responded and ran away.

Soon, because of a fierce battle in which they escaped death, the soldiers' rebelliousness was aroused in their hearts, and their attention was immediately attracted by the rare event next to the strange building in front of them.

Su Ruiliang's loyal dog, the guy named Hong Quan, ordered his men to line up large vats that could hold hundreds of kilograms of water.

Then, in front of all of them, he poured bottle after bottle of blood-replenishing pills into the jar.

Hong Quan himself was pouring blood-replenishing pills there, while a continuous stream of figures were carrying buckets of clean water and pouring them into the tank.

This continues until all ten water tanks are filled.

"???"

Such a bizarre thing left everyone confused.

It also temporarily diverted the attention of those troublemakers who wished they could be covered with thorns and would immediately "explode" anyone who came.

But soon, they discovered that compared to the bizarre things that happened next, the scene before them was really not worth mentioning.

They first saw blazing bonfires burning at the four corners of a high platform that had been erected tonight not far away.

And on the lower level, at the four corners of a larger platform, there were also four bonfires burning.

Because of the stone wall, they could not see the larger square platform at the bottom, but they could see the flames rising high and swirling there.

Then, two figures in strange costumes appeared in the center of the top platform, which was shrouded in layers of flames and had distorted vision.

They all wore crowns with various bright bird feathers on their heads and wore colorful clothes.

If, those things made of strips of cloth can also be called clothes.

One of them wore a wooden mask painted red and black on his head, which looked hideous and ferocious.

The other one was not wearing a mask and just stood there.

Some people from Qingyuanji have already recognized who this person is.

Su Mingxu is also a celebrity in Qingyuan Collection.

What's more, this was a lucky old man who had cursed "Su Ruiliang" to his face but was not killed.

While most people's attention was on these two people, a small number of people noticed.

The carriages that emitted a strong smell of blood had already driven towards the side of the platform.

The seriously injured people who were lying on the carriage waiting to die were being carefully carried down from the carriage and then sent to the platform one by one.

They were arranged in a row in front of the two men in strange costumes.

They saw that "Su Ruiliang" also appeared on the platform, but sat cross-legged on one side of the platform.

Then, they saw the figure with the hideous mask on his face raise his right hand like a stiff puppet.

A shake.

A bell appeared in his hand.

"Ding ding ding ding——"

There was a faint ringing sound.

And the masked figure began to twist stiffly and strangely.

In a different scene, this posture would only cause them to laugh at her.

But at this moment, on the high platform that seemed to be twisted by the flames, no one who was watching this scene from afar laughed out loud.

And in this atmosphere of constant ringing and distortion, a faint sound came from a high platform in the distance.

They noticed that it seemed to be Su Mingxu who was speaking.

But the distance was a bit far, and even if they pricked up their ears to listen, they couldn't hear clearly.

They even suspected that even if they were close, they still couldn't hear clearly.

Because the rhythm of the words Su Mingxu read out was so strange.

It sounds like talking and singing, which is completely different from people's daily conversation.

Confused and puzzled at the same time.

A feeling of absurdity, weirdness, distortion, as well as a hint of mystery, primitiveness and creepiness gradually crept into everyone's hearts.

The climax of this emotion is a seriously injured person lying quietly on a high platform, like a corpse, suddenly like a drowning person, or like a person who was awakened from a nightmare in a deep sleep.

Suddenly he sat up.

Then, he looked around in astonishment, as if he had no idea where he was.

At the same time, the man instinctively reached out and pressed his chest, as if there was a fatal wound there.

Then he screamed and jumped up.

He kept patting his body with his hands.

The people who watched this scene from afar, the strange emotions that had been accumulating and spreading in their minds and bodies, completely erupted.

From the mind to the body, I couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Goose bumps appeared all over their bodies.

When these people woke up again from the shock and tingling feeling on their scalps.

Su Mingxu's dreamy murmurings have stopped.

The figure that was ringing the bell and twisting its body also stopped.

People with sharp eyes also noticed that the masked figure's chest was heaving violently.

Just by looking at him, one can imagine how tired this person is.

Is this—excessive physical exertion? Or is it something else that's causing excessive exertion?
Some people couldn't help but let their thoughts wander and began to imagine.

On the high platform, many of the figures that were originally lined up in a row have now sat up.

Some looked incredulous, some were crying, some were laughing, and some seemed to be stunned -

And these people were being quickly sent down from the platform.

Some people may be too greedy for this incredible miracle and want to continue staying on the platform, but under the calm gaze of "Su Ruiliang", they obediently let themselves be led down.

Some people step down and some people come up.

Now, after gathering together, everyone has realized that there are more than 400 seriously injured people.

Maybe there were too many people and the platform couldn't accommodate them.

Or perhaps some mysterious power was limited and could only accommodate so many people at a time. At most, only about eighty seriously injured people were moved to the platform at a time.

More than 400 seriously injured people went through five rounds.

Then they all went to the platform and took a walk.

After witnessing five miracles, everyone was not as shocked as they were at first.

But what were originally just some absurd thoughts in my heart have now turned into complete certainty!

After becoming familiar with the process, everyone began to have time to whisper their guesses.

And began to pay attention to the follow-up conditions of the seriously injured who were led down from the platform.

Only then did they notice that those who were seriously injured had not truly recovered, and those who had amputated limbs had not grown new limbs.

However, those wounds that originally looked hideous and bloody have shown initial signs of healing.

Moreover, the most annoying things such as redness, swelling and abscesses that are common on wounds are gone.

This seems to be a long way from everyone's most magical imagination.

However, no one felt disappointed.

On the contrary, I feel that this "mysterious power" has become more real and credible, and more down-to-earth.

Those people were not sent back to the carriages, but were placed next to the ten large water tanks.

With the help of some men arranged by Qi Mingcheng, these people, like starving ghosts, drank the clear water taken from the jar, which was mixed with a large amount of blood-replenishing pills, in big gulps.

Seeing this scene, many people inexplicably felt their mouths watering and couldn't help but want to come over and have a taste.

Some people wanted to walk over there, but were forced back by the gaze of Su... the gang leader's loyal subordinate.

Originally, he felt that he was full of courage and was fearless. He even dared to confront "Su Ruiliang" face to face, let alone the tiny Hong Quan.

But now, Hong Quan said nothing, just looked over.

Everyone stopped walking obediently.

rebel!

Don't do it, daddy!
If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!
...These thoughts that had been surging in many people's minds have long disappeared without a trace.

When the fifth and final batch of seriously injured people were carried onto the platform.

When the ringing of bells, dancing and mumbling began on the platform for the fifth time, Hong Quan took the initiative to come to their side.

While everyone was confused, Hong Quan said:
“There are exactly 640 of you, exactly eight groups.

Do you want me to help you divide it, or do you want to divide it yourself?"

"???"

When everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly widened.

Hong Quan's words were vague, but everyone who had witnessed it five times knew what it meant.

Someone directly asked, "Hong... Hall Master Hong, can we go up there too?... But, but I'm not seriously injured!"

As he spoke, the man looked at his intact body, his eyes moving around, as if he wanted to create a bloody hole somewhere in his body.

Hong Quan said, "Who said that only injured people can go up there?"

"Ah? What's the point of going up there? Can you get any other benefits?" someone asked subconsciously.

In fact, Hong Quan was no less shocked than everyone else and also had many questions. However, he said with a serious expression:
"Benefits, benefits? Is that what you're thinking about now?
...Let me remind you that you'd better think carefully about what contributions you have made in this battle and how many enemies you have killed.

What you can get depends on what you have done first! "

As he spoke, his eyes, which had been relatively gentle at first, suddenly became as sharp as a knife, sweeping across everyone one by one.

"Don't think about hiding it. What you do in secret can be hidden from me, the gang leader, and everyone else.

But you can’t hide it from yourselves, much less from the heavens or the earth!”

Having said this, Hong Quan, with a stern voice, suddenly pointed to the sky, and then to the ground.

"You know, heaven knows, and earth knows!
God has eyes, who do you expect to hide this from?"

"The gang leader said that if he can come to his senses, take the initiative to step forward, and repent of his mistakes, he can be given another chance."

"If I get caught on stage, I will die immediately if I am such a wicked person who dares to deceive even the heaven and earth!"

His words were a little vague, and many people were confused.

But at this moment, there were successive "plop" sounds from the crowd.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that several people who had originally looked normal had suddenly turned into weaklings and collapsed on the ground.

His face was covered in sweat and he looked pale.

Some people who were originally confused, when they saw the appearance, immediately felt a chill in their hearts and distanced themselves from these people, drawing a clear line between themselves and others.

Hong Quan stared at one of them and asked, "What did you do?"

"I... I... took advantage of the situation and used a trap to kill one of my companions." The man said in a trembling voice.

"What about you?"

Hong Quan looked at another person.

"I...I'm about the same as him."

"Speak clearly!" Hong Quan shouted.

"I deliberately slowed down the pace and let one of my companions be surrounded and killed."

"What about you?"

"I……"

After asking everyone one by one, Hong Quan turned his head to look at the crowd with different looks and said, "Are they the only ones?"

And just as he turned his gaze back to the crowd, the crowd quietly dispersed again.

It was because some people's behavior, although they did not collapse directly on the ground, was still too obvious compared to their surroundings.

Hong Quan looked at one of them who was standing there with his head down, his body and legs trembling slightly, and asked, "What did you do again?"

"I...I teamed up with a few others to kill two of my comrades."

Hong Quan frowned deeply, and couldn't help but feel a strong murderous intent in his heart.

In his mind, the degree of sin between directly killing and using other factors to kill a companion is different.

If possible, he would like to take action immediately and kill this person.

But thinking of the gang leader's instructions, he held back.

He just shouted, "Then what are you still doing standing there? Why don't you get out of line? And those who participated in this, come out now!"

Two more figures walked out of the crowd, some trembling, some with stiff postures.

"Is there anything more? No more?!" Hong Quan asked.

The man who voluntarily blew himself up moved his eyes and fell on a person who did not look particularly abnormal.

Hong Quan's gaze also followed over.

Seeing this, this person's face suddenly changed. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the group of seriously injured people who had just recovered in the distance, saying:

“I don’t accept it. If God has eyes, why is he okay?
How do you think he got that serious injury?!"

　It would be better to add some text about the specific fighting, entanglement and fighting between our own teams and the "beast soldiers".

　　The second half of this chapter uses the third person perspective instead of the protagonist's perspective, which seems a bit strange, but considering that the narrative is told from the main perspective, it will appear more cumbersome and not as general and three-dimensional as the spectator's perspective. Of course, because of the workload here, there is no time to carefully consider many details. Sometimes, the specific choice of narrative or the arrangement of details may be a matter of a sudden thought.

　　For example, if I really want to write about the specific process of the battle with the "beast soldiers", it would take more than 10,000 words. I slipped and skipped the entire process, leaving only a macro layout and the final result. Is this too dry or too watery?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)