The Alchemist God

The demons are not afraid of the impact of death. The end is the death of the dragon gall bladder, the wild afghanistan warrior and Lin Muyu, Tang Xiaoyu, until the last head of the demon is cut, the battle is not Twenty minutes have passed.

"when."

The heavy iron gate fell, and Lin Muyu ordered the Dragon Gall Camp to officially take over the Valley City.

......

"Hey..."

A white bird descended from the sky, fell on the side of Tang Yan's body, and continually jumped, but did not receive any response.

Lin Muyu stepped forward and gently picked up the letter bird, took off the letter tube, and took out the letterhead. The above words were clearly and clearly written: The Cangnan Army has been defeated, please be sure to stick to the Valley City, and the Mozu army has already traveled to the Valley City. The number is about 60,000 for the demon, 20,000 for the winged, and 10,000 for the higher demon. I led the remnants to find the dragon forest and protect the temple from going down, Xiang Xiang.

It is actually Xiang Yu’s book, which is Xiang Yu’s book.

Lin Muyu frowned and sent the letter to Tang Xiaoxuan, Wei Qiu and others.

"The empire is really defeated." Wei Qiu was silent.

Lin Muyu bowed his head and said nothing, after a few seconds, looked up and looked at Tang Xiaoxuan, said: "Xiao Xiao, grain city handed over to me, you led the 50,000 demon army to find Long Yin to find Xiao Yin, be sure to protect her comprehensive ""

"But you are here..." Tang Xiaoyu blinked his eyes, and a pair of stars was full of worries. She knew the power of the Mozu, and she knew the horror concept of the 60,000-magic and the 10,000-plus nobles.

"Do not worry."

Lin Muyu gently hugged her, whispering in her ear: "With my soldier, go outside the city and take the remaining 45,000 gentian camp forces together."

"Why." Tang Xiaoxuan trembled slightly.

"I can't let them die here, it's enough for a million people to defend the city."

"No."

"Nothing can't be done." Lin Muyu looked at her clearly and said: "Although you are the county owner, I still have to order you, and lead the main force to find the reinforcements of Xiaolin in Longlin. She needs you more. As for the Valley City, You can rest assured that I have confidence in the battle of the Mozu. As long as I drag the Mozu here, you and the big brother, Xiaoyin reorganize the imperial army, and it is not too late to save me."

"That... you must be careful."

Tang Xiaoxuan stopped talking, turned and walked away, and didn't even return, because she was afraid that she would look at each other again, and then she could no longer afford to leave.

In the city, the sound of horseshoes sounded and Tang Xiaoyu went out of the city.

Wei Qiu asked at the side: "Adult, the 10,000 people we carry can really hold the grain city."

"Hang."

"Then why are you..."

"You can't let the brothers die with us. Keeping the city, too many people is not a good thing. It only consumes more food. You have not seen the desperate means of siege."

"Yes……"

......

At this moment, a commander who was responsible for cleaning the battlefield stepped forward and held a metal nameplate in his hand. He said: "Commander, this is what we searched from the rebellious Zhou Ping."

"Oh."

Lin Muyu took a look, this is a famous brand that the imperial military has, to prevent things from being confirmed after the death of the war. This brand is engraved with the words "Thousands of Graves" and the opposite side is engraved with the four characters of "Yangwei Legion". Suddenly Lin Muyu couldn't help but tremble. This brand has also been there. This is the famous brand that was issued when the Yangwei Legion expedition to the Winter Frost City.

Wei Qiu blinked his eyes: "Do you say that this person is a member of the Yangwei Legion."

"Ishigaki..."

Lin Muyu gritted his teeth and said: "This person is Shi Huo's younger brother. I remembered it... The Yangwei Legion actually still survived, even though it has already been turned into a demon, acting as a demon's minion..."

Stuartsen smiled slightly: "When people are going to die, they will naturally fear. The devils are also imaginable things. The leader does not have to think too much. Not everyone is willing to give life to the empire, such as me, 嘿嘿......"

Lin Muyu gave him a look, did not speak, this rogue Wanfu, Zhimou, Wuluo is the most outstanding in the Dragon Gall Camp, but the behavior is also the most bohemian, with him.

"Collect the remaining defenders in the city, unify the deployment, and keep the four gates."

"Yes, command."

The 10,000 gentian camp was stationed in the city, and there were about 5,000 defenders in the city. In the evening, a group of generals gathered in the big account of the gentian camp.

Under the candlelight, Lin Muyu sat on the handsome position according to the sword, and a map of Cangnan Province was placed in front of the table.

In the crowd, a thousand-dollar master of the Valley City embraced the boxing: "His Zhao Tiantian, who served as the captain of the reserve army of the Cangnan Army of the Valley City, is now the highest rank of the original defender of the Valley City, listening to the rain commander at any time. Dispatch."

Lin Muyu looked up at him and said: "General Zhao, how much food is there in the Valley City."

"The food is abundant, enough to eat for three years." Zhao Ritian said with confidence.

"Well."

Lin Muyu said: "The order is passed down, let the people dig more pools at home and store water."

"Why." Zhao Ritian stunned.

"You forgot how Xiang Xiang slaughtered nearly two million people in the Valley City." Wei Qiu said: "Xu can do this, and the Mozu will do the same."

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

Lin Muyu added: "In addition, all the grain in the city will be transferred to the mantle and brick houses to prevent the Mozu wing people from attacking the fire in the sky. Also, all the blacksmith shops in the city began to cast arrow clusters. The better."

"Yes."

"Go ahead."

"Subordinates leave."

Lin Muyu sent Zhao Ritian to go and looked up at Situ Sen. He said: "General Sen, do you think this Zhao Ritian is reliable?"

Stuartson held a fist: "Although it looks ugly, it looks loyal."

"That's good."

Lin Muyu took a deep breath and said: "The devil is about to commit crimes. The people in the grain city are very worried. You should go out to the night with me. Don't bring too many people. It's good to have a hundred rides."

"Yes, command."

......

The light of the torch shines around, many people are closed, and more are burning paper money on the streets, paying homage to the dead. Today, the martyrs have killed at least tens of thousands of people after entering the city, which is tantamount to the people of the Valley City. Another blow.

Even the wind has been defeated in the hands of the shallow wind, which makes Lin Muyu's heart very depressed, and the sword-browed locker slowly follows the crowd on the city road.

Soon after, entering the downtown street, the front of the fire was bright, many people here to buy food, clothing, etc., but after the arrival of the Dragon Gall Camp, the people all showed their fear.

But some people are full of hatred on their faces. Not far away, a child about seven or eight years old raised his radish and smashed it out.

"Snapped."

The radish bounced on Lin Muyu's chest armor, and left a trace of blue juice on the spotless armor. Lin Muyu looked down and saw that the child's mother held the child tightly in her arms. Looking at Lin Muyu with fear, she knows that this is a senior official. Perhaps she should not offend such a person in her life.

Lin Muyu slowly dismounted and came to the child. His maid asked, "Child, why are you hitting me."

In the eyes of the child, there is a hatred that does not match the age. "You are the waste... You are the soldiers of the empire, but you can't beat the Mozu, and the aunt is killed by the Mozu this morning. You are all waste. You are not worthy of being an empire."

Lin Muyu looked at him with some despair, stood up and did not speak.

The child's mother bargained: "Adult, the child is not sensible, you should not care about him."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Lin Muyu smiled and said nothing.

However, at this moment, suddenly a "squeaky" sound, a kitchen knife came on the face, flying in the air and fell to the neck of Lin Muyu, "when" was blown up by the fight.

Lin Muyu’s heart was full of anger, and the cold-eyed man who was throwing a kitchen knife was an old man about 60 years old. He said with a look of hate: “You, the Imperial soldiers, are usually levying and arrogant. Now that the Mozu is here, you know Hiding in the city, let our people suffer and suffer with you, there is a kind of thing that you go out of town to kill with the Mozu, and do something in the city."

A group of people next to them echoed and shouted loudly.

"You are going out of town to meet the Mozu."

"Don't be tired of us."

"Get out of the Valley City."

......

Lin Muyu looked at everyone, could not help but smile, the deep disappointment in his eyes, turned over the horse, faintly said: "If I knew that the protection of your idiots, I do not have to go to desperate."

At this time, a woman stepped forward and said with contempt: "Adults... You have worked hard to protect the imperial people from sweating... They, they are... just angry because they lost their loved ones... Please forgive them. Don't punish them, Grain City has already suffered too much, please adults..."

Another person holding a torch in his hand said: "Yeah, the villain is a retired veteran. He used to be a guardian of the border. Now he is just a night watchman and leads the adults. Please don't anger these people. They are just being Anger blindfolded his eyes."

"No, I won't anger them."

Lin Muyu tried to keep his expression mild. He knew that once he was angry here, he would no longer be affecting himself, but the people of the empire.

But at this moment, the old man who threw the kitchen knife did not know where to find another brick. He rushed over and shouted and said: "You emperor's minions, get out of the grain city."

The brick straightened to Stuart.

"Ok."

Stuartsen's eyes were light, and the waist was flying with lightning. He suddenly flew to the sky, and the blood began to flow down the blade. He said faintly: "You can provoke such a good person, but you will forget it. Why do you want to provoke a bad person like me."