Chang Sheng Gou Said: Play The Suona At The Beginning, Mourn The Funeral And Cultivate Immortality

Song Ling proposed the idea of ​​forming a funeral camp.

The Generalissimo's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he nodded repeatedly:

"Zi Gui, these are all words of wisdom for the country. No wonder your Huben Brigade is more powerful than other troops."

So, with a wave of his hand, he ordered each brigade to form funeral camps.

Moreover, military advisor Liu Xuanji further explained this so-called funeral camp.

This includes setting up camps, building bridges and paving roads, and burying the dead.

Not only that, each funeral camp must be equipped with three or five Feng Shui masters.

The more Bai Yu listened, the more something was wrong. Isn't this a professional engineer?

It seems that as the war progresses, the rebels have become more and more professional, and even the engineering corps has been differentiated.

He reacted immediately.

The establishment of the funeral camp was clearly the idea of ​​the generalissimo and military advisor.

It was just to give Song Ling a chance to gain credit, so he was allowed to bring it up.

Anyone who reacted a little faster should have understood that the Generalissimo wanted Song Ling to be the new division commander.

Bai Yu hopes that Song Ling will rise steadily.

The thicker his thighs are, the easier it will be for him to act.

Sure enough, the funeral errand of Song Ling's brigade fell on Bai Yu.

Bai Yu didn't expect that he would gain something unexpected from attending a meeting.

At this time, the generalissimo pretended to listen to the opinions of everyone else.

Then he waved his hand and said:

"I have finished what I want to say today. The generals should go back and prepare first."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the map on the wall behind him in trance.

All the generals naturally bowed and retired one by one.

Bai Yu followed and saluted, and couldn't help but look at the generalissimo one more time before leaving.

Suddenly, the Grand Marshal suddenly turned around and looked at Bai Yu, his eyes gleaming.

"You have a problem with me?"

The Grand Marshal is a Ninth Grade god.

In the realm of divine transformation, six senses Spirit Communication.

He has developed intuition and can instinctively detect the enemy's gaze and malice.

Bai Yu showed a hint of strange emotion just now, and was immediately caught by the Generalissimo.

He stared at Bai Yu, waiting for Bai Yu's reply.

Bai Yu hurriedly lowered his head and said:

"I don't dare. It's really because the generalissimo looks a bit like an old friend of mine."

The Generalissimo's expression softened slightly:

"It seems that you are dissatisfied with this old man."

Bai Yu tentatively said:

"That old friend sells some very real fakes on the black market. People who have been tricked by him can be queued from Jiangcheng to Lancheng next door."

The Generalissimo smiled noncommittally, waved his hand and said:

"It seems I have misunderstood you. Please step back."

Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief and resigned.

Returning to the camp, Song Ling took Bai Yu and said:

"Old Liu, I won't hide it from you. My uncle and grandfather said that if I do well this time, I can take another step forward and form the Huangyan Division."

"You work hard and help me build the funeral camp. Your benefits will be indispensable in the future."

Bai Yu is now Song Ling's absolute confidant, so the job of the funeral camp is naturally his.

He was happy in his heart, but pretended to be embarrassed on the surface:

"Song Shuai, there is no problem in setting up a funeral camp."

"But I heard what the military advisor said. This funeral camp is probably going to have a very heavy task, and it will need a lot of tools. How can we find all the equipment in this barren mountain in a short time?"

Song Ling patted Bai Yu on the shoulder and said:

"It's okay, Lao Liu, you are one of our own. I will give you a general order in the future. Everyone in the funeral camp can freely enter and exit the military camp and go out to purchase various supplies."

Bai Yu then nodded, indicating that he would do a good job.

With the power of free entry and exit, it is much easier to convey some information to the outside world.

If Du Jian cooperates well, he can kill the rebel immortal cultivators in one fell swoop this time, and then completely destroy the rebels.

That night, Bai Yu sat cross-legged in the tent.

The blood evil internal force in his body moves in a strange trajectory.

Circle after circle, Bai Yu's whole body was dyed with blood.

After a moment, Bai Yu's blood-evil internal force suddenly shrank towards his Dantian.

A drop of liquid blood suddenly condensed in his dantian.

And among the other eight acupuncture points on his body, there was also a ball of blood evil internal energy.

Nine blood evil turns, the first turn was successful!

The Secret Technique of the Nine Transformations of Blood Fiend usually uses a special method to hide the internal power in nine acupuncture points.

Once you face an enemy, activate the blood evil internal power inside and fully stimulate your potential, which can temporarily increase your strength by 50%!

After successfully cultivating the ninth level of Blood Fiend, he has another trump card.

Bai Yu was determined.

In the days that followed, Bai Yu organized the funeral camp in an orderly manner and managed it in an orderly manner.

Then, it’s time to wait quietly for the big battle in half a month.

If the army won this battle and successfully killed the evil cultivators, then everything would be fine.

If the rebels win, Bai Yu can also receive a large reward from the funeral camp.

Finally, half a month passed by in a flash.

The generalissimo handed down the latest military order.

The entire camp was in a commotion, and teams were marching towards various places.

Chiyan and Xuanshui acted as suspects and attacked the two counties in the northwest corner respectively.

Sure enough, the Xuanwu Army was mobilized and divided into two groups to rescue two counties.

In the big tent, Song Ling laughed loudly:

"It's such a mess. The whole northwest of the county is in chaos."

"Now it's our turn to step forward and show off."

Song Ling led the Tiger Brigade and marched directly to Anping County.

By capturing Anping County, the rebel territory in the southeast corner was consolidated!

Bai Yu followed the Huben Brigade and rushed all the way to the outside of Anping County.

Song Ling first drove the people outside the city to attack the city and consumed the defenders' arrows.

When it was almost consumed, he waved his hand fiercely.

"The bronze-armored corpse opens the way, the Tiger Brigade charges!"

Five thousand elite soldiers, led by a few bronze-armored corpses, launched a charge towards the city wall.

Those bronze-armored corpses jumped continuously, stepping on the pile of dead people, and even jumped onto the city wall several feet high.

They were all invulnerable with their copper skin and iron bones, and they fought a bloody path on the city wall.

The other soldiers of the Huben Brigade climbed up the city wall on ladders.

A brutal fight broke out.

At this time, Bai Yu was lying on a rocking chair, eating a piece of fruit from time to time, which was very comfortable.

"I've been fighting all my life, can't I just enjoy it?"

He is now the chief's confidant and the Sima of the funeral camp.

In the entire Huben Brigade, he can act wild wherever he wants.

Song Ling didn't care about him.

On the battlefield, the rebel Tiger Brigade marched forward and sang loudly, killing the defenders until rivers of blood flowed from them.

Seeing that Anping County was about to fall, a loud shout came from the city wall.

"If Feng Yuqing is here, the traitor will dare to make trouble."

But he saw a strong old man appearing on the city wall, with a beard as angry as a lion.

He held a sword that could kill a horse, and with a fierce sweep, a bright sword that was several feet long shot out.

A bronze-armored corpse was cut in half on the spot.

Wherever the sword passed, all the rebel soldiers were killed.

The walls were covered with flesh and blood, and blood was like rain.

Innate Martial Artist was sealed in the Qing Dynasty and was waiting in Anping County!

Bai Yu jumped up from the rocking chair in shock:

"Qi Gathering Cheng Gang, Innate Martial Artist!"

Song Ling, however, was confident and said with a big smile:

"Anping County is an important town in the southeast, so it is normal for experts to be in charge."

Bai Yu said:

"Commander, that's the Innate Martial Artist. Our Tiger Brigade will suffer heavy casualties!"

Song Ling smiled mysteriously and was speechless.

At this moment, a black energy shot out from the sky.

The Immortal Master of Evil Daoli is finally here!