Exorcism

Fu Lin was awarded the title of general amidst the chaos, less than a day later. Before that, he was a studious young man obsessed with talismans and the art of war. Except for a few inherited titles and idle positions, he had never actually led an army.

Nine Huangfu Army soldiers were the new general's entire force.

Their horses were blessed with talismans and ran very fast. In the evening, they had chased more than a hundred miles to the southwest. They passed several burned villages and towns and met some panicked refugees, all old, weak, sick and disabled. The few young people left were taken away by the Talisman Master.

Fu Lin wanted to hurry up, but the soldiers didn't want to go any further.

Fu Lin turned the horse's head and looked in surprise at the nine subordinates who were dozens of steps behind and unable to rein in their horses. The general charged forward, but the soldiers refused to follow. This was not part of any military art he had learned.

"Wait..." Fu Lin shut up in time. On the first day of leading the army, he learned an important lesson: not all soldiers are brave and good at fighting and thirst for blood.

Fu Lin patted his horse and returned to the soldiers, tried his best to get rid of his clerical habit, and said, "Why do you guys stop moving forward? But you discovered something unexpected?"

A soldier took off his helmet, revealing a wounded face. He nodded to the general, and then said, "General Lin, why were you ordered to bring us out?"

This kind of question was very impolite. Fu Lin's face turned a little red, and he learned an important second lesson: not everything can be solved with orders.

"I was ordered to follow the southwest and south, recruiting laborers and collecting scattered soldiers. More than ten miles ahead is the ancient military fort, where thousands of troops are under my command. More than fifty miles further ahead is Zhuozhou City, an important town on the river bank, and there are Tens of thousands of troops are waiting for me to receive..."

The veteran shook his head and expressed disbelief, "Tell the truth, General Lin. In normal times, you can do whatever you want, but now the situation is different. The imperial capital was burned down again, the Daotong Tower fell down, and Emperor Ci is far away in the land of monsters. , Long Bin will betray..."

"Long Binhui did not betray. Those who betrayed were a few talisman masters. I will catch them all in one fell swoop."

"Whatever you say, the situation now is a mess, even worse than the time when Shi Shenguo captured the Imperial Capital. We came all the way, and everyone can see clearly that there is no more labor. Those talisman masters can't even recruit younger women. No, as for the ancient army castle and Zhuozhou City, do you really believe there are tens of thousands of troops there?"

"The number is less than ten thousand, but there are always seven thousand. I checked the records of the Ministry of War..."

"The Ministry of War is gone, where are the records?" Another soldier couldn't help it and took off his helmet, revealing a young face. He was about the same age as Fulin, but his appearance was much rougher. He looked weathered at first glance. People, "Even if there are really 7,000 people, if the Talisman Master takes away the young people from the villages and towns, won't he take over these soldiers?"

Fu Lin tried his best to maintain the majesty of a general, "I am a general appointed by the imperial court. Those fulu masters rely on lies to deceive the public and have no evidence in their hands. As long as I show the general seal and official documents, Gujunbao and Zhuozhou City will understand the truth.

The nine soldiers looked at the young general with disbelief. They were glad that they stopped at the brink and did not follow the confused leader straight into the abyss.

"General Lin, haven't you seen it? There are traces of fire everywhere. Last night's skyfire attacked not just the imperial capital, but all places, possibly the whole world. Ancient Army Fort and Zhuozhou City are no exceptions. , even if there are still troops there, there won't be many left, and a few Fu Lu Masters can firmly control them. We have no chance, unless your General Seal is given by Emperor Ci himself. "

The imperial capital was destroyed, and there were heavy casualties. There were only about a hundred people left in the entire court, and their status and prestige were not enough to convince the public. Only Fu Lin, who was from a branch of the royal family, was appointed as a general. However, this general was not formal enough, and even the rank assigned to him was not enough. None of the nine soldiers took him seriously, let alone the local garrison who had never seen him before.

Fu Lin immediately learned an important third lesson: There are many ways to achieve your goal, and the truth is never the best choice.

He shook his right hand and said, "Three bronze perfection talismans, one hit the nail on the head, sweeping thousands of armies, and a copper wall and an iron wall. Are they enough to deal with dozens of talisman masters?"

The nine soldiers looked at each other, and it was the veteran who spoke, "Didn't everything in the Imperial Talisman Tower burn down?"

"It was burned, and not a single thing was left. However, Long Binhui learned the lesson from the last time they destroyed the city and did not store all the perfection talismans in the Talisman Tower." Fu Lin paused and gave the soldiers some time to think, " General seal, official documents, three copper perfection talismans, and your support, what else do you think I need?"

"I'm sorry, General Lin, we just don't want to take unnecessary risks. The veteran was the first to apologize, and others also spoke one after another. No one thought to take a look at the so-called Perfection Talisman. Such a request was too rude, and they also recognized it. The quality of the talisman is second to none.

The ten knights continued on the road. As the sky grew darker, Fu Lin sped up. He knew very well that the longer the delay, the lower the possibility of retaking the army from the Fu Lu Master.

The ancient military fort is built on a hill, overlooking the official road. There are a large number of talismans and artifacts in the fort, and it can even automatically attack flyers without permission. But now, it is just a useless ruin, and its only guardian is a Talisman Master.

The Talisman Master wearing a seven-fold crown was sitting on a stone at the highest point of the ruins. There was a small oil lamp shining beside him. Covering the official road outside the fort.

"Your Excellency, are you Tong Weibin, the ink-washing envoy of the Long Bin Society?" Fu Lin stopped his horse and raised his head and said loudly. Nine soldiers spread out behind him, holding the hilt of the sword with their palms.

"Hey, I thought the imperial court would send some big shot, but it turns out it's you, Fu Lin, are you here to defect to Long Binhui? We don't accept Fu Lu masters below the seventh level crown."

"Messenger Tong is joking. I am a descendant of Queen Fu. Long Bin will stay in the imperial capital well. Why should I defect?"

"The royal family shares weal and woe with all the people, and it's not Taoism that wants to destroy the world." Fu Lin said flatly.

Tong Weibin laughed, "Haha, are you really stupid or are you pretending? The spell last night was sent by Daotong, and they had set up an ambush a long time ago. Everyone likes those Daotong spells, and they are actually the source of sky fire. Hey, only Xin The Great Talisman Master understood this, so he led a group of people to escape a long time ago. Emperor Ci was a fool, and he was manipulated by Taoism. He led his army to fight against the demon clan, which was nothing but death. It’s just a fluke that you’re not dead, do you still think this is your chance to become famous?”

Fu Lin had been humiliated several times this day, which was good for him. At least he would not blush when faced with Tong Weibin's ridicule. "When the people are in great trouble, it is you and I who stand up to turn the tide. There is only responsibility, no responsibility." I heard that Messenger Tong has recruited a lot of people, and he must have a big plan. It's okay for me to come here, as long as you don't mind the small number of people I bring. "

Fu Lin became more humble and Tong Weibin became more arrogant, but the vigilance in his heart was indeed reduced a lot. With the small oil lamp beside him, he slowly landed on the official road and floated in the air, a head taller than Fu Lin on horseback, sneering. A voice said, "Are you awake?"

"As long as it is beneficial to all people..."

"Don't do this, where did the 'all the people' come from? Daotong is serious this time, and must kill all human beings. I don't know how we offended them. There is only one way to survive - hide and escape , avoid, hide, the farther away from the orthodoxy, the better.”

"The Daotong Tower is also destroyed." Fu Lin reminded.

"Hey, that's just a show for the world to see."

"The Taoists want to exterminate the world, so why do they need to put on a show?"

Tong Weibin was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "Because the Taoist priest is hypocritical. Do you really want to defect to us?"

Fu Lin looked back at the soldiers he brought with him, motioned them to relax, and then said, "It depends on the strength of your side."

"I'm finally willing to tell the truth. Let me tell you what you brought first. The nine soldiers are not included. They are of no use now."

"Nine perfection talismans, three coppers, three jade and three gold." Fu Lin tripled the number casually.

"Do you have the Perfection Talisman?" Tong Weibin didn't believe it.

"The royal family has collected some perfection talismans. I was named a general and got nine of them."

"Congratulations, Sir General, take out your Perfection Talisman and let me see it."

Fu Lin shook his head, "I have to know if it's worth taking it out."

Tong Weibin snorted, turned around and pointed into the distance, "There are thirty-nine Fu Lu masters gathered in Zhuozhou City at the moment. You don't have so many there, right? There are more than 430 laborers, including Huang Fu Jun and ordinary people. Common people, both men and women.”

"So few." Fu Lin was very disappointed.

"What's the use of having more people? This isn't a fight, it's an escape."

“What are those young men and women doing when they run away?”

"Well... you are not qualified to know the full plan now. Generally speaking, we do not accept Talisman Masters below the seventh level crown, but if you really have the Perfection Talisman, we can discuss it."

Fu Lin thought for a while, turned around, fumbled around in his armor for a long time, took out a palm-sized piece of wood, held it in both hands, and said carefully, "I'll show you one first."

Tong Weibin didn't really believe in Fu Lin at first, but when he saw the wood piece, his expression changed. He recognized the pattern on it. There were actually two pieces of wood, with a real talisman in the middle, usually a perfection talisman.

He couldn't help but believe it, and he understood that Fulin was a useless royal child, so he was not afraid. He stretched out his hand to fetch the wooden clamp, opened it gently, and was stunned: there was nothing inside.

Fu Lin took action at this moment. He was a general and a talisman master. He did not have a perfect talisman on his body, but he had many ordinary talismans.

This was a complete sneak attack. A day earlier, Fu Lin would never have lowered his status to do such a thing. But along the way, he has understood that there are no rules in the world now.

Without rules, only strength remains, but his strength is still slightly inferior.

The oil lamp next to Tong Weibin suddenly glowed, slightly blocking the dozen flying knives flying towards him. He immediately rose more than ten feet and received a knife on his body, but it was not fatal. He was furious in his heart and raised the paper talisman in his hand to kill him. All enemies are destroyed.

Fu Lin secretly screamed a pity and was about to launch a defense when he saw a large number of stones suddenly flying from the ruins of the ancient army castle and hitting the ground like a heavy rain. The speed was astonishing and swallowed up Tong Weibin in an instant. Even without even uttering a cry, his body was shattered into pieces.

The ten people on the ground had nowhere to escape. Fu Lin sent out several talismans, but they were useless and could not block the rocks at all.

A figure flew over at this moment, punched and kicked the ten people, and even knocked away the rocks.

The stones were all covered with powerful magic, but this man was not affected at all. Fu Lin was shocked and quickly recognized the savior as the ugly middle-aged man he had seen on the roadside.

"Fire creates earth, and the second round of natural disasters has begun." Mu Xingqiu could guess what the next attack would be without much memory.