Before Sang Que could say anything, He Buning moved a little closer and told Sang Que in a low voice.

"Yin Tong's tongue will be brought to Qinzhou along with the reinforcements. When the battle situation turns around, I will help you find a solution. As for Yin Tong's heart, it has been kept in Shengjing's Evil Suppression Division. It is difficult to take it out, so we must make a long-term plan."

After saying that, He Buning stood up straight and kept a normal distance from Sang Que.

"Do you know how to lead troops?" He Buning asked Sang Que.

Sang Que shook her head. She had led bandits before, but that was only two hundred people, but she had never led two thousand elite soldiers.

"Come this way."

He Buning called Sang Que to the sand table and patiently explained to Sang Que several situations that would occur when the Qianshou Army attacked Dongyang County, as well as the route that Sang Que would take to lead his troops to attack Tangyuan County from behind.

On that day, it rained heavily in the morning. It was the hottest time of summer, and in the afternoon, there was thick fog around Dongyang County, with visibility less than 100 meters.

The correct content is in %六九% book'bar!

He Buning originally wanted Sang Que to copy down the military books she had read for him. He was very curious about his mother and sister's hometown, but he also had a deep fear of that place, which made him dare not explore too much, for fear that the result would be something he could not bear and would cause his beliefs to collapse.

"You don't need this one. It's too outdated. I'll give you a new one."

He Bu Ning nodded, "Well, I'll give it to you, and this."

Boom! The artillery fire blew a gap in the fog, revealing the Qianshou Army approaching silently in the thick fog. They wore black scarves on their heads and carried ladders and walked quickly. They were less than 300 meters away from the city wall.

She also went to the mountains to capture some wild beasts and asked Yin Tong to try to put Mai Su and the wild beasts together, but all the results failed.

He Bu Ning had a puzzled look on his face the whole time, but Sang Que didn't explain at all, "Time is tight, I'm leaving first, be careful."

Dongyang County remained on hold. Qiao Ling worked in the city's traditional Chinese medicine clinic, treating the city's residents. Xia Chan followed her and served as her apprentice.

Qin Ze took several day tour envoys with him and traveled around the city, dealing with various evil incidents.

Sang Que brought out fifty corpse mud zombies from Mingyue Mountain. In just a few days, she had more than forty wheat evil zombies. The remaining five hundred or so corpses were all ordinary white-haired zombies.

At this time, everyone realized what had happened.

Seeing this situation, Nan Zhongyun rushed to the nearest artillery, pushed away the artilleryman, loaded and ignited the gun himself, and fired a shot at the outside of the city wall.

“Here I come!”

Sang Que handed the short-barreled shotgun wrapped in cloth that she had prepared long ago to He Buning, asking him to upgrade it. She also had one herself.

Nan Zhongyun was shocked and immediately shouted, "Crossbowmen, fire the rockets!"

The war is about to break out.

Sang Que thought about the reason and thought that all the evil spirits in this world seemed not to attack poultry and wild beasts. Except for the Gu in Yunzhou, he had almost never seen any mutated wild beasts.

"This is my sword, called 'Bai Pi'. It has a similar function to your previous sword. It absorbs blood to generate evil spirits, which can hurt ghosts. But it is stronger. To a certain extent, it is alive. In addition to sucking blood, it can also absorb the power of ghosts. When it is full, it will turn red. With a full-strength attack, it can injure a fifth-level evil ghost."

"Little Chan, let's go!"

The sound of drums could be heard from the three walls of Dongxiang County, indicating that there were enemy troops on all three sides, a typical tactic of surrounding three sides and leaving one side empty.

Everyone on the city wall saw the sparks from the exploding cannons, saw the bodies of the Qianshou soldiers being blown to pieces, and saw the Qianshou soldiers howling in pain, but there was no sound at all.

"Give it to me?" Sang Que took the knife. The blade was pure black and looked like the Tang Dynasty horizontal sword. There was no fancy pattern and it was extremely simple.

Two thousand elite soldiers followed Sang Que out of the city in a mighty procession. He Buning watched them until they disappeared before he withdrew his gaze and opened the cloth bag in his hand.

So He Buning didn't say anything in the end, and didn't ask anything about Sangque's hometown.

The guards on the city wall could not see the situation around Dongyang County clearly and could only rely on listening, but it was so quiet in the fog that there was no sound at all.

But every time at this time, wheat ghosts would always appear in the wheat fields. The mulberry bird would go to help during the day and catch all the wheat ghosts and collect them in the painting.

The two gradually changed from He Bu Ning's one-way explanation to a joint discussion, which lasted from morning to afternoon. The two stopped only when Xiao Liu brought new military intelligence.

The farmlands behind Dongyang County are still being cultivated normally, and the wheat in the farmlands outside the city has matured, and it is time to harvest.

He Buning didn't understand what was going on, so Sang Que pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed it across the back of He Buning's hand. Xiao Liu, who was standing next to him, was so scared that he trembled all over. If it weren't for Sang Que, Xiao Liu would have drawn his knife too.

Maybe the wild beast doesn't have the ability to carry the power of ghosts. Next time I'll have to try it on a living person.

Nan Zhongyun ran to the city gate tower, dropped his spear, picked up the drumstick, and beat the military drum rhythmically to inform the city's defenders that the enemy was attacking. The drumhead vibrated silently, and the sound waves created ripples in the air. Nan Zhongyun's ear canal itched, and soon a bug crawled out of his ear. At that moment, all the sounds returned to his ears.

Nan Zhongyun's voice was loud, but none of the archers in the two rows on the city wall moved. His voice was only audible to him, and the archers standing next to him didn't hear any sound at all.

Meow~ Sangque stepped on the stirrup to mount the horse, reached out to pull Xiachan up to ride together, and Xuanyu was in the cloth bag that Xiachan slung across his body.

His hearing has always been very good, and he could hear the chirping of insects hundreds of meters away. But at this moment, there was no sound in his ears at all. The heavy fog could not have blocked out the chirping of insects around him.

"These bullets are enough for you this time. I'll give you a set of tools to make bullets later. Also, can you lend me a light?"

At night, he brought Yin Tong into the painting and put Mai Sui together with the corpses he had collected before, allowing those white-haired zombies to have Mai Sui's abilities. Once touched, the person would grow wheat awns layer by layer from the inside of the body, suffering severe pain until death.

Sang Que was dressed in black, put on silver armor, carried a longbow and arrows, tightened the red headband, and walked out of the room.

Fortunately, He Buning had been prepared for this. The flag bearer on the city wall immediately picked up the agreed flag and commanded the archers and artillerymen to attack the Qianshou army outside the city alternately.

He Buning was stunned holding the gun and bullets. It seemed like the words "be careful" should be said by him as an elder brother to his sister who was about to go to the war, right?

As soon as the war broke out, He Buning found Sang Que. Two thousand elite soldiers had already been prepared and were waiting for this moment.

Why not let the blood ooze out of the back of his hand and ignite the green Yin Fire? Sang Que brushed the Yin Fire with his right hand and copied it.

Lit rockets flew all over the sky and artillery fire roared on the city walls, dispersing the fog in a short while. The first wave of Qianshou troops attacking the city were killed or wounded, and the second wave continued to advance with shields raised.

Nan Zhongyun stood on the south city wall, picked his ears, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He Buning took out his flintlock and prepared to give it to Sang Que, but Sang Que smiled and refused.

Also included was a large bag of bullets that Sangque had made in advance.

"Set off!"

When Sang Que was training those bandits before, he also read some modern military manuals. He could keep up with He Buning's explanation and put forward his own opinions.

He Bu Ning waited for him outside and handed her a long knife.

He had studied flintlock rifles for many years, and once he got his hands on this shotgun, he figured it out in a few tries. When he found that it was more convenient and even more powerful than the flintlock rifle, a huge storm arose in his heart.

The Xuan Dynasty Firearms Bureau has been researching for nearly twenty years but has not been able to mass-produce flintlock rifles. However, in Sangque's hometown, there are already better firearms. This gap makes He Buning very uncomfortable.

If they really went to war with that so-called "fairyland", they might not stand a chance of winning at all.

At this moment, He Buning could only feel grateful that his sister was willing to stand by him and share the same goal with him.

(End of this chapter)