The commotion lasted all day, with corpses strewn all over the ground and blood flowing like a river outside Chu Family Castle.

The Chu archers on the top of the city wall stopped their attack in tacit understanding. Taking advantage of the last bit of sunset light, a large group of laborers and servants from Qizhou City walked onto the battlefield and silently collected the bodies.

Amidst the low roar, several Chu family priests performed secret magic on the city wall. A white wave rushed up more than ten feet high from the junction of the moat and the outside waters, and washed away the bodies of the miners that were blocking the moat.

One after another, fire dragons meandered towards the camp outside the city. In the territory of Jizhou, the private armies of the wealthy and powerful families that were relatively close to Jizhou City entered the camp.

Because of Ying Xiu'er's strict orders, these wealthy families not only brought their own private army guards, but also those strong servants, farmhands who could wield sticks, tenants who rented their land, and even strong women were dispatched here like packing up and moving.

These teams consisted of as few as three to five thousand people and as many as tens of thousands of people. They had no discipline at all and made noise and played all the way. Under the cold gazes of countless wild warriors, they walked into the camp completely unaware of fear.

At the core of the camp, in a tent specially built for Lu Gu, Ying Xiu'er knelt behind a piano platform, looking at the guqin in front of her with great seriousness.

Lu Gu sat lazily behind another piano table, slightly raising her eyes and looking at Ying Xiu'er with a half-smile.

A faint fragrance was wafting through the tent. Several of Ying Xiu'er's personal maids bit their lower lips tightly with their silver teeth, their bodies trembling slightly. It took a lot of effort for them to insist on standing in the tent and not running away while covering their ears.

Suddenly, Ying Xiuer hooked her ten fingers on the guqin, and with a stiff lift of her fingers, there was a "dong dong, buzzing, and creaking" sound. The extremely unpleasant guqin sound rolled out like a flood and beast, instantly filling the entire tent, like a thunderbolt that filled everyone's ears.

Lu Gu sighed softly, resting her hands on the piano, plugging her ears with two white fingers, and said softly, "Young Master Ying, it would be great to be a female commander who leads troops to battle. Why does a general who leads troops to battle have to be proficient in music?"

What Lu Gu meant was that you should just take a group of reckless men with you to kill people. Since you have no talent for music, you should not waste the rare and precious guqin in front of you that has been preserved from the ancient Qin Dynasty for thousands of years.

Ying Xiu'er gritted her teeth, a vein on her forehead bulged out, she suppressed her anger, and said with a 'peaceful' tone: "Xiu'er is stupid, I'm sorry to make you laugh, sister Lu Gu. But, Xiu'er's mother is proficient in poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, Xiu'er just wants to learn a little bit from her mother."

With a long sigh, Ying Xiu'er gently pushed the guqin away with both hands, and said dejectedly: "That's all for today, Sister Lugu, just take a rest. If you need anything, just ask the people below. Sister Lugu is a distinguished guest of my Ying family, and no one dares to neglect her."

Standing up, Ying Xiuer walked out of the tent.

Lu Gu's eyes flickered a few times, and she asked behind Ying Xiu'er: "Young Master Ying, why did you do this? Is it really just to break through the Chu Family Castle and avenge your parents?"

Lu Gu then asked, "Even though I am not familiar with military affairs, I can see that Young Master Ying does not seem to be in a hurry to break through Chu Family Castle these days? Could it be that Young Master Ying is just wasting military strength on purpose?"

Ying Xiu'er pondered for a moment, turned around, smiled and bowed to Lu Gu: "Sister Lu Gu, you are such a pure and carefree person. Sister Lu Gu, you don't need to ask about these mundane matters. Xiu'er has her own intentions for what she did."

After a slight pause, Ying Xiuer said in a deep voice: "Xiuer is the young master of the Ying family, so naturally I have to plan for the Ying family. As for other things, I really can't care about them. This 'other' naturally includes the lives of those wealthy private armies, and even the leading figures of each wealthy family. If they need to be sacrificed, they will naturally be sacrificed."

Without waiting for Lu Gu to ask, Ying Xiu'er asked her with a smile: "Sister Lu Gu, do you know how to explain the word 'sacrifice'?"

Lu Gu remained silent.

Ying Xiuer restrained her smile, bowed to Lu Gu again, turned around and walked out of the tent.

The so-called "sacrifice" naturally does not just mean dying in battle. In ancient Qin before the Jin Dynasty, the meaning of "sacrifice" was to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, and the large number of livestock slaughtered were called "sacrifice."

In Ying Xiuer's mind, those private soldiers from various wealthy families in the coalition camp were just "sacrifices".

The sun had completely set, and the thick night enveloped the world. Above the Ten Thousand Wilds, the night seemed to be getting heavier and thicker. There was no moon tonight, nor were there any stars. The sky was dark and full of dark clouds. A series of icy cold winds blew out from the gaps in the clouds, blowing on people, making them feel cold all over, and despair arose from the bottom of their hearts.

Ying Xiuer raised her head and looked at the dark sky. Suddenly, she muttered subconsciously, "It is said that ten thousand years ago, when the Qin Dynasty fell, the sky was dark for three years without the sun, moon, or stars. The sky rained blood, and demons and ghosts appeared on the ground. The once powerful Qin Dynasty fell just like that."

"I don't know, compared to today's darkness, what does the darkness that lasted for three years look like?"

"Tsk tsk, the little girl knows a lot? Ha, such a slippery little girl is actually the commander of these wandering ghosts? The human race is extinct, and each generation is worse than the previous one!" A mocking sneer came from the darkness on the side, and several personal maids around Ying Xiu'er immediately shouted loudly.

A gust of cold wind blew, and a green skeleton ghost hand about ten feet in diameter pounced towards Ying Xiu'er in the cold wind, and was about to grab her in its hand.

The long swords in the hands of Ying Xiu'er's maids shot out, and four or five silver sword lights fiercely slashed on the skeleton ghost hand. With a 'hissing' sound, a few points of ghost fire attached to the long swords burned fiercely, and in a few seconds, the long swords forged with thousands of refined steel were burned into molten iron.

The palms of several maids were burned by the red-hot sword hilts and black smoke was coming out. They screamed in pain in unison, and their bodies were trembling with a strange force like an electric current. They staggered backwards.

Only Ying Xiu'er was left alone to face the oncoming skeleton claws. She let out a light shout and a gust of wind rushed out from behind her. The Blue Dragon Shedding Its Shell jumped out from the darkness and circled around Ying Xiu'er with a "rustling" sound.

The eyes of the Canglong in the picture were bloodshot, and a faint dragon roar was heard. Two rays of blood shot out from the Canglong's eyes and hit the green skeleton ghost claws hard.

A muffled groan was heard from the darkness, and the skeleton ghost claw shattered in mid-air.

"Alright, the Blue Dragon Shedding Shell Diagram! You are such a bunch of losers. You didn't even get this treasure when the fat meat was delivered to your doorstep!"

In the darkness, the mocking and cold voice quickly faded away: "But it's not too late. You, a cute little girl, have brought this treasure to us again. This time, we must swallow this piece of fat meat."