I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

The barbarians retreated, and the news of the end of the Cold Winter War quickly spread on the Great Wall of Righteousness, and everyone cheered for a while.

In the mighty mansion of Wanren Mountain, Han Qingzhu looked at the military official in front of him who applied to restore the normal operation level of the Great Wall of Righteous Qi. There was indecision.

The operation of the Great Wall of Righteousness consumes a lot of luck every moment, so at the end of the battle, it is also necessary to reduce the intensity of the Great Wall of Righteousness.

Just at this time, do you want to agree?

Xiao Qi, who was sorting out the dossiers handed in everywhere, saw Han Qingzhu's appearance, and asked curiously: "Master Soldier, what's the matter?"

"It's so weird!"

Han Qingzhu shook his head slightly: "Mo Erdan is too eager to end the Battle of Winter."

"The truth has been fighting with him for decades, and he knows him too well. He wished that winter would never end. Even if there is no war, he will station troops on the border. He will not withdraw until spring comes."

"Now he has agreed to give up seven days to deliver the front-line supplies!"

"This is abnormal!"

Xiao Qi hesitated for a moment: "Could it be that they have retreated falsely and will make a comeback? Impossible! It is understandable for a small group of troops, but there is no way to hide the large army once again."

"After all, there is a thousand-mile wide buffer zone between the wild plains and the northern border!"

Han Qingzhu also hesitated: "That's why the truth is hesitant."

Xiao Qi thought for a while: "The last general's humble opinion, is it because the barbarian god fell, and he wants to go back to protect his own interests? After all, the barbarian is different from my human race, and each of them still takes care of their own tribe!"

"It's also possible!" Han Qingzhu nodded, it's just the most reasonable explanation at present, it's just...

"Where are the tower bones?"

From the beginning of the battle, the figure of the tower bone was faintly visible, and until now Mordan retreated, the tower bone was nowhere to be seen.

"What the hell is he planning?"

...

Savage.

The mighty barbarian army is slowly marching towards the north, and the huge barbarian beasts in the central army are pulling the luxurious and wide golden tent to follow the army.

In the golden tent, Mordan tore off a piece of roasted savage meat, not caring about the oil and water flowing down, looked at a savage king kneeling in front of him, and said: "Go back and tell Ah Gu that his request is originally The emperor has done it!"

"If he succeeds and advances to Manshen, I hope he can remember his promise!"

The barbarian king crossed his arms and pressed on his chest: "Please don't worry, the emperor, my Great Khan said that the Yiliza tribe and the Mordan tribe are good brothers who have been friends for generations."

"Go." Mordan nodded: "Tell Ah Gu, I am eager to hear the good news about his Conferred Gods!"

"I think the lord in the Golden Tent City is also waiting for such news."

"Yes!" The barbarian king bowed respectfully again and exited the golden tent.

Watching the other party leave, Mordan put down the bone stick in his hand, and a coquettish barbarian woman showed her figure beside Mordan.

"My priest, tell me, is my choice right?"

The savage girl bent down, poured a glass of milk wine for Mordan, and handed it to Mordan.

"Khan, the King of Tower Bone is already on the verge of becoming a god. The favor of a future barbarian god, you still need to talk about it, right?"

Mordan laughed loudly when he heard this, and drank the milk wine handed by the barbarian girl in one gulp.

...

Taiping City.

As the most advanced city of the human race, it was naturally severely damaged in the Battle of Winter. At this time, the barbarian army retreated, and it was time to reorganize the city defense.

"Rough pancakes again!" A Confucian scholar who was repairing the early-warning fort outside Taiping City took a bite of the military rations that had just been distributed, took a bite, and chewed seventy or eighty times in his mouth before swallowing it.

"When will the soft noodles arrive?" Confucian scholar sighed, "I want to eat dumplings, steamed buns, pancakes, and strips..."

A centurion heard what they said, stepped forward, and said, "Although the thick pancakes are unpalatable, they can be stored for a long time. They will not go bad when occasionally attacked by Blood Qi! Our Taiping City is no better than the Great Wall of Righteous Qi. Naturally, it is more difficult."

"Wait a few more days. Now that the barbarian army has retreated, in a few days, there will be caravans coming to Taiping City. Naturally, we will be lucky!"

"Koufu?" Confucian scholar asked, "What kind of food? Is there enough meat in the bun?"

The centurion smiled faintly: "In the past, every time after the severe winter, Taiping City would have a three-day feast called the Spring Festival, also known as the Taiping Banquet. Then you will know what to eat. Dumplings, steamed buns, pancakes... ...not promising!"

"Have you ever eaten oil-splashed noodles? Green chopped scallions and red chili noodles are spread on the white dough, heated with good sesame oil, and poured on top. With a sizzling sound, the aroma burst out. "

"Bowl after bowl, that's enough! It's delicious when eaten by a group of people!"

"Let me tell you, last year's noodle eating competition, the champion was Lu Nianfeng from the academy, good guy, he ate sixty-six bowls in one go!"

"There is also roasted wild animal meat! Brush the outside of the cut meat with various sauces and roast it on the fire. The oil will fall on the flame drop by drop, and the fire will flicker. Flashing, a large piece of red meat is skewered on the willow wood, the roasted willow juice and gravy are mixed together, take a bite, the juice bursts in the mouth, that is a solid!"

"and also……"

"Centurion, stop talking!" Confucian scholar stopped the centurion's eloquence, and wiped away the tears streaming down from the corner of his mouth, "Besides, my thick pancake will be thrown like a stone!"

"By the way, when will this Taiping Banquet start?"

"Calculating the time, it will only be half a month. Follow me when the time comes, and I will take you to eat..."

"Okay, okay! Centurion, you must count on what you say..." Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden piercing sound, and the Confucian scholar's throat was instantly pierced. The thick pancake in his hand fell to the ground.

The centurion turned his head, and saw a black line running towards them in the distance. In the sky, the blood-breaking arrows of the barbarians were about to fall like raindrops.

"Impossible!" An idea quickly appeared in the centurion's mind. In front of them, there were obviously two great Confucian scholars who were on guard! Unless... there is a second rank barbarian king in the barbarian army, no, that is impossible, unless there is a first rank barbarian king!

Those two great Confucian scholars are already dead!

No, Taiping City must be notified!

At this moment, the centurion gave up his defense. He quickly took out a three-inch long blade from his waist and pierced it directly into his heart.

He is a student of Taiping Academy, he will: open Taiping!

The centurion glanced at the Confucian scholar who fell on the ground, with an apologetic face: "Sorry, I'm going to break my promise!"

As he said that, he took his body that was almost submerged by the blue light in his body, and jumped up to face the rain of arrows overwhelming the sky.

At this moment, he felt as if his whole body was being burned, but his mind was clear.

He vaguely remembered his test to enter Taiping Academy.

It was an illusion that he was going to die in obscurity in order to protect the people of the city.

No one knows him, no one sacrifices to him, no one misses him.

In this world, he seemed to have never appeared before!

Illusion asked him, is it worth it?

He only asked one question, are the people in that city saved?

For the first time, illusion replied that they were all saved. He said it was worth it!

The second time, illusion replied, the city was destroyed. He said, has anyone escaped? Illusion said yes. He said it was worth it!

The third time, illusion replied, the city was destroyed and no one escaped. He said he has no regrets!

"I know why I died, and it is worth it! If I die for the truth I am pursuing, I will not regret it!"

"Who knows that if you don't suffer from the front court, even if you die, you will still hear the fragrance of chivalrous bones!"

From that day on, he became a student of Taiping Academy!

He looked left and right, and every not far away, the same blue light flew up. At this time, everyone was so suffocated that they couldn't see their original appearance, but he knew that these were classmates who came hundreds of miles outside the city to repair the early warning line of defense.

They feel each other's smiles.

"My lords, don't laugh before you die, and you won't laugh again. The fifty taels of silver I owe can be repaid, hahahahahaha..."

"Fulan, big brother, I can't go back, if you like someone else go... Hahahahaha..."

"Bastard, daddy won't be able to eat this year's Taiping Banquet. He has been hungry for three days and plans to break Lu Nianfeng's record! Hahahahahaha..."

"Damn, so-and-so's son is about to lose his father. Hahahahahahahaha..."

"If there is a peaceful day, it is not in vain to die today!"

During Setsuna, the voices of these Confucian scholars in the world merged together, as if there was a great Confucian tongue burst into spring thunder!

"The road is blocked and the road is long and difficult,"

"I use my blood—to open Taiping!"

When the voice fell, time seemed to stand still for a moment.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

Almost at the same time, the figures in the sky exploded, like flowers blooming in spring.

As the rain of blood fell, the righteous blue light in the students' bodies spread out, forming a curtain of blue light to block the blood-piercing arrows that filled the sky.

One hundred and twenty-eight students died for the early warning, with no bones left, and died without a name!

...

"Enemy attack!"

Almost as soon as Setsuna appeared on the cyan light curtain, Zhang Ruoyu, the head of the Taiping College, sensed the abnormality, and then found out the reason, and immediately burst into laughter.

"The barbarians are attacking! Everyone is on alert, the formation is open, and the Great Wall of Righteousness is sent!"

"Students return to their positions, great Confucians leave the customs."

"Taiping City, let's fight!"

During the Setsuna period, in Taiping City, the upright aura of green light soared into the sky!