Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

"Urgent report! Urgent report! An urgent report concerning the life and death of Chuzhou City!"

The urgent shouts struck the eardrums of the people of Chuzhou City like a heavy hammer.

A messenger, riding at full speed, rushed into Chuzhou City from outside the city.

"The northern barbarians, leading an army of 200,000, are marching menacingly towards Chuzhou City."

"The disparity in troop strength between the two sides is now enormous, and Chuzhou City is in grave danger!"

"Upon hearing this, the Prince of Zhenbei was enraged and personally led 20,000 brave men from Chuzhou to the front lines, risking their lives to resist 200,000 barbarian demons from the north!"

"It's all for the sake of the people of Chuzhou City, to buy everyone time to evacuate safely!"

"Everyone, run!"

Before he finished speaking, a thousand of the Duke of Protectorate's confidants appeared, dressed in armor covered in wounds.

They poured into the streets of Chuzhou City, each with an anxious expression.

They were frantically spreading the news to the people about the invasion of 200,000 demons and barbarians from the north.

Before long, the news came like a bolt from the blue, and it quickly caused an uproar in Chuzhou City.

"Have these northern barbarians lost their minds? They actually dared to lead an army of 200,000 to openly invade our Chuzhou City!"

An old man stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief, his cane trembling slightly with excitement.

"Aren't they afraid that Lord Wei will once again lead a million-strong army and crush their so-called sacred northern mountains in one fell swoop?"

At this moment, the people of Chuzhou City, regardless of age or gender, were all discussing the matter.

After all, the people of Chuzhou City had never heard of such a terrible war in the north for thirty-one years.

This news was like a sudden fire breaking out in their home; fear instantly gripped everyone's hearts.

Although Chuzhou City is said to be a northern border pass, it is actually built on the high walls of Chuzhou City.

Looking around, the area stretches for dozens of miles, with large quantities of rice planted and numerous small villages.

Further north, a few dozen miles away, lies the border between the Great Feng and the northern barbarians, a buffer zone tacitly agreed upon by both sides.

Unless news came from villagers outside the city, the people inside Chuzhou City had no idea how serious the war in the north really was.

Just as everyone was in a panic, the Duke of Protectorate (Que Yongxiu) appeared, covered in blood, riding a tall, magnificent steed.

He gripped the blood-stained Heavy Xuan Spear tightly in his hand, appearing in the sight of the people of Chuzhou City like a war god descending upon them.

The Prince of Zhenbei is no longer in Chuzhou City, but Que Yongxiu enjoys a certain reputation in the area.

In this extremely critical moment, he naturally became the backbone of the people of Chuzhou City.

Que Yongxiu circulated his qi, instantly amplifying his rough yet authoritative voice throughout the entire arena:

"The Prince of Zhenbei is currently fighting a bloody battle at the front. He is risking his life so that the people of Chuzhou City can evacuate safely!"

"Time is of the essence. You must immediately take your families and proceed to the South Gate to evacuate."

"Anyone who dares to delay after fifteen minutes will face the consequences of their actions!"

The wealthy gentry of Chuzhou City, who had initially held onto a sliver of hope, immediately looked embarrassed upon hearing this.

For ordinary people, if they really want to move, a quarter of an hour is barely enough time if they grit their teeth and persevere.

But these wealthy gentlemen lived a life of luxury and were all rolling in money.

Just moving the vault hidden in the basement would require hundreds of people working all day.

How can a mere fifteen minutes be enough?

Several wealthy local gentry who usually had a good relationship with the Duke of Huguo were now extremely anxious, and they exchanged glances.

Then he carefully took out dozens of large banknotes worth a thousand taels of silver from under his sleeve.

Their faces were plastered with obsequious smiles as they bowed and scraped before the Duke of Protectorate:

"Duke, this is just a small token of my respect."

"Do you think it possible to arrange for a hundred trusted men to cover my evacuation from Chuzhou City, along with my family?" (The latest update is now available on Cola Novels; your interpretation is welcome.)

Under normal circumstances, Que Yongxiu might have been moved by the tens of thousands of taels of silver in front of him.

After all, the annual tribute he received from inheriting the title of Duke of Protectorate was less than half of this.

But now, the Prince of Zhenbei is planning to slaughter all the people of Chuzhou City in order to refine that extraordinary blood pill.

These wealthy gentlemen were destined to die, so what use were these worldly possessions to them?

By then, all the antiques and gold and silver treasures collected in the wealthy man's house will be his!

Without the slightest hesitation, Que Yongxiu's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he immediately stabbed the wealthy man in front of him to death with a single shot.

Then he impaled the corpse on the tip of his spear and roared loudly:

"Two hundred thousand demons and barbarians will arrive in Chuzhou in the blink of an eye. How could I, Your Majesty, betray my soldiers and cover your retreat for my own selfish gain?"

"Anyone who dares to bribe our Duke, like this man before us, shall be killed without mercy!"

These words were spoken.

The residents, who had originally planned to take some furniture with them during the evacuation, cheered upon seeing Que Yongxiu's fair and just handling of the situation.

"Since the Duke of Protectorate is so righteous, I won't covet the furniture in his house. Let's hurry to the south gate to assemble!"

The people of Chuzhou decisively abandoned their heavy furniture, taking only some food and money for their escape.

Without hesitation, he rushed towards the south gate of Chuzhou City.

……

"Senior Sister, there's some commotion coming from Chuzhou City. Let's not read the Anthology of Great Men for now."

Luo Chen: "You'll have plenty of time to look at it on the way back!"

Seeing Luo Chen put away the red notebook, Zhong Li felt anxious. She just wanted to understand the contents of the red notebook.

She's practically able to understand her junior brother!

"Junior brother, don't steal my Little Red Book!"

Luo Chen corrected him seriously, "This isn't Little Red Book, this is a collection of works by great figures!"

"The red color represents the belief in one's heart, not just the color of the watch."

In the blink of an eye, Luo Chen's spiritual sense burst forth from between his brows and swiftly swept towards the north.

The situation over there was all reflected in Luo Chen's mind.

His eyes narrowed instantly, clearly knowing that Que Yongxiu intended to obey the orders of the Prince of Zhenbei.

A large-scale massacre was carried out in Chuzhou City.

"Junior brother, what should we do? What should we do?"

"They're all dead, all of them are dead."

For some reason, Zhong Li sensed that this place was filled with death, so she used her clear eyes to see a corner of the future.

She witnessed the people of Chuzhou City being slaughtered silently by a group of iron cavalry.

These iron cavalrymen treated human lives like straws, slaughtering the people of Chuzhou City like human life harvesters.

The people of Chuzhou City seemed to be engulfed in a sea of ​​fire, on the verge of extinction.

Luo Chen saw that Zhong Li's beautiful eyes were red and two lines of clear tears were sliding down her cheeks, and her delicate body was trembling like a frightened little rabbit.

He reached out and pulled Zhong Li into his arms, patted her head, and said gently:

"Senior Sister, don't panic, these are all fake!"

"We don't look at illusory things."

Zhong Li was pulled into Luo Chen's embrace with a domineering gesture. Feeling a little shy, she said weakly:

"Junior brother, don't try to fool me. I'm not a junior sister!"

"Senior Brother Yang has only recently returned to the capital. Even if he brings a large group of people with him, it will still take him several days to arrive."

"But if you try to save them, you will be in danger."

Zhong Li buried her face in Luo Chen's chest, clutching a piece of his clothing in her hands, her words filled with contradiction and self-reproach:

"Junior brother, I don't want you to be in danger..."

"But I don't want to witness the people dying tragically..."

"Why don't you drug me? I'm so conflicted and in so much pain right now..."

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