Northern battlefield.
"roar!"
"Woof woof!"
The king and other chess pieces were fighting fiercely, and Wangcai and Nana followed behind them to finish them off.
"kill!!"
Zhao Zheng held up the bronze sword, and dozens of clay soldiers emerged from the ground, holding bronze swords and fighting with the enemy.
This is the Terracotta Warrior created by Zhao Zheng. Its entire body is made of Yin energy and clay, and it is immortal like Zhao Zheng!
The strength of each Terracotta Warrior is between two and three stars. Fighting alone, monsters like the King are no match for them.
The Mingjiao soldiers were no longer surprised by this. This General Zhao Zheng was extremely strange and might very well be a ghost or a monster.
Despite this, no one in the army dared to look at him strangely.
These days, it is precisely because of the help of these demons and monsters that the many brothers of the Ming Cult have been able to grow step by step, and not be frightened and die by swords as soon as they enter the battlefield.
"boom!"
With a roar from Ah Xing, the indestructible city gate was knocked down by one punch.
"All troops, listen to the order. The city gate has been breached. Kill!"
Zhao Zheng shouted, then rushed towards the city gate first.
“Wow!!”
Suddenly, bucket after bucket of black and red liquid was spilled by the enemy, landing on the king and other chess pieces.
“Sniff…”
Wangcai smelled it and became furious.
"Damn it, using black dog blood to fight a black dog, are you kidding me?"
Zhao Zheng laughed, black dog blood?
Do you really think I am those low-level ghosts?
Many generals on the city wall were pale. The Song people bullied us, and the black dog blood could not restrain the monsters at all!
"We retreat. 500,000 reinforcements have arrived at Giant Wood City. Let's retreat there!"
"Yes, General."
…
Outside Xiangyang City.
Guo Jing and others, with tens of thousands of Ming Cult followers, prepared to go to the northern cities to manage them.
To this end, Lin Lang selected dozens of Southern Song officials and used threats and inducements to force them to assist Guo Jing in his work.
Many of them were spies sent by the Southern Song Dynasty, but Lin Lang didn't care. After all, the Southern Song Dynasty was already in his pocket.
There is not much difference between the spies of the Southern Song Dynasty and the spies of Mr. Lin.
"Brother Lin... No, Master, I will definitely live up to your trust, please rest assured!" Guo Jing said seriously.
Lin Lang smiled slightly, "Master Guo, you cannot let down the millions of displaced people.
They need you, they need a place to stay, they need their own land. If you can get this done, you will be doing them justice.
As for the rumors within the Southern Song Dynasty, you don't have to worry about them. God is watching what we do, and time will tell."
Guo Jing's face was solemn, he nodded firmly, then turned around and left with tens of thousands of people.
Looking at Guo Jing's departing back, Lin Lang shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Sigh...is this considered moral kidnapping?"
"Bah!"
High in the sky, the divine eagle soared freely, and then slowly descended.
Yang Guo jumped down from the Divine Eagle's back and said respectfully, "Master, Ding Daquan is dead."
"Um."
Lin Lang nodded, then waved his hand, and a slightly plump figure in a black robe leaped over from a distance.
“Boom boom boom!”
The man who came was jumping around, his movements were stiff, his face was pale, and the fangs exposed at the corners of his mouth made Yang Guo tremble in his heart.
"Master, what is this?" Yang Guo's face looked grim.
Lin Lang smiled and pointed at the slow-witted zombie, saying, "He went astray while practicing martial arts, so he became like this, half-human, half-ghost.
Moreover, his life experience was extremely tragic. Both his parents died when he was young, and he was displaced. Please don't discriminate against him."
Upon hearing this, Yang Guo couldn't help but feel sympathy. Both his parents died when he was young and he was displaced. This was exactly the same experience he had as a child.
Thinking of this, a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes as he looked at the slow-witted zombie.
Seeing this, Lin Lang thought to himself, "Mr. Lin is becoming more and more shameless..."
The slow-witted zombie came to Lin Lang's side with a look of fear in his eyes, as if he was thinking of the scene when he was beaten up by Lin Lang on that dark and windy night.
In Yang Guo's opinion, this was due to inferiority complex and not daring to look directly at other people's expressions.
He walked forward, patted the slow-witted zombie on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "My name is Yang Guo. If anyone dares to bully you in the future, just come to me!"
The slow-witted zombie looked at Lin Lang, then at Yang Guo, and then shook his head.
"Alas... the person who bullied me is right next to you. You will be beaten to death by him."
"Okay, Yang Guo, this time I want you to kill someone." Lin Lang said.
"who?"
"Mongke!"
"The Mongolian Khan!" Yang Guo was shocked.
"That's right. Once Mongke dies, Mongolia will be plunged into endless civil strife, and my Ming Cult can take this opportunity to recover more lost territories until the Tartars are driven out of the Central Plains." Lin Lang said with a smile.
Yang Guo's expression became serious. "Master, I am alone. I am afraid..."
Lin Lang pointed at the slow-witted zombie and said, "Hey! Didn't I send you helpers?"
"Him?" Yang Guo was stunned.
"roar!"
The slow-witted zombie bared its teeth, scaring Yang Guo.
This zombie is not afraid of anyone except the chess master. You are looking down on me!
Unfortunately, Yang Guo couldn't understand the corpse language at all.
Lin Lang nodded at Yang Guo, "You can give it a try!"
"roar!"
Before Yang Guo could make a move, the slow-witted zombie roared and stretched out two sharp claws, grabbing towards Yang Guo with incredible speed.
Yang Guo was startled, and the heavy black iron sword on his back whistled out and slashed forward.
"Bang!"
The slow-witted zombie raised his hands above his head, then slapped them hard, knocking away the heavy black iron sword and charging forward.
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