Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 247 246: Zhang Village

A night passed, and when Lin Beixuan opened his eyes, Wu Huo had already brought people to collect all the things.

After everyone had a simple meal, they lined up neatly and waited for Lin Beixuan's instructions.

After a night of deep thought, Lin Beixuan has canceled his original plan and instead plans to circle Luozhou first and gradually shrink towards the center of Luozhou.

One advantage of doing this is that it can greatly reduce the chances of encountering stronger starving ghosts.

Because the closer to the center, the more affected by the radiation from the hungry ghost body, the stronger the branches born from it will be.

With the current strength of their team, it would still be very dangerous if they encountered starving ghosts at the level of summoning gods.

Lin Beixuan took out a parchment scroll he brought from Anle County and spread it out.

This is a map showing the general topography of Naju.

Luozhou is a region where mountains and plains meet, with complex and varied terrain. Fortunately, the craftsman who drew this map had delicate techniques, and the mountains and rivers outlined with delicate strokes can be distinguished at a glance, and some important local towns are also marked on the map.

Lin Beixuan moved his finger along the mountains, rivers and roads, and soon found where they were at the moment.

Fifty miles from the Qingzhou official road is the so-called Huifengpo, which is also where they are now.

The most important symbol of Huifengpo is a huge rock towering into the clouds. The rock has a unique shape, like a phoenix spreading its wings about to fly, hence the name.

There were originally several villages near Huifengpo, but I don’t know if these villages are still there now.

Going west from Huifengpo, you can pass the Xuefeng Mountain extending from Wumeng, and then you can reach the plain area of Luozhou after passing through Xuefeng Mountain...

After this trip, I basically walked through the outer areas of Luozhou.

Lin Beixuan thought about it and decided to take people to see if there were any living people in these villages.

After putting the parchment scroll away again, Lin Beixuan looked at the people standing in front of him and waved his hand.

"Let's go!"

Under the gray sky, a team of more than 200 people was like a long snake, winding forward on the barren land.

Occasionally a gust of wind blew, and the scattered yellow sand blocked people's eyes, making the team's movement somewhat difficult.

Wherever I looked, I saw very little vegetation, and there was dry land and rugged rocks everywhere.

While Lin Beixuan was thinking about their next destination village, he was also thinking about the tricks of holding people to practice weapons and marching formations.

He read the Taibai Yinjing all night last night and already had some direction in his mind. It was not impossible to practice weapons and array magic at the same time, but it would require several times more effort.

Lin Beixuan called Wu Huo and Shen Tingmiao to his side, took out the methods of training weapons that he had copied down last night and gave them to them.

Wu Huo scratched his head and said awkwardly: "Commander-in-chief, I can't read, so why don't you lead us to practice again!"

Lin Beixuan was stunned when he heard this. He almost forgot about this. Most people in Qingyun Village were illiterate, so he could only smile and nod in the end.

Then, he took out a copy of Zhensha and handed it to Shen Tingmiao.

After Shen Tingmiao took it and looked at it twice, her eyes suddenly lit up.

As the daughter of the magistrate of Anle County and having come from the capital, she naturally had a lot of knowledge and soon discovered the extraordinary aspects of the contents of the manuscript.

This is a method of battle formation that condenses the momentum of the march. By killing the enemies, the soldiers' evil spirit is condensed, and then the evil spirit is transformed into military momentum to deal with stronger enemies.

This already falls into the realm of military strategy, and even she had only occasionally heard it when her father was talking with some important figures.

It is different from the skills learned by individuals in the secular world. It is a more advanced collective combat skill. In some armies cultivated by military strategists, the military force it spawned is called "soul". This kind of military force can only be produced by those armies that have fought their way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Even the soul has been born in the force.

There used to be an army called the Tiger Roaring Camp in the past dynasties. It was said that after the battle formation was deployed, the army was as powerful as a tiger in the cold winter. Even if an earthly god was dragged into it, he would be strangled to death by the tiger.

There are real cases of this in history.

Therefore, this method of practicing formations is often a secret of military strategists and the imperial court. It may be found in the vaults of some large families, but it should never appear in a small rural county like theirs.

Shen Tingmiao widened her eyes, looked at Lin Beixuan in shock, and said in disbelief.

"So this is what you were looking at last night?" She held the manuscript in her hands carefully, afraid that it would be damaged if she was not careful.

Lin Beixuan was a little surprised by Shen Tingmiao's reaction. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this thing very precious?"

"It's more than precious. This is something you can't buy no matter how much money you spend!"

"Because those who can afford to buy this thing are either killed along the way, or have the support of a powerful force and someone to guarantee them." Shen Tingmiao's breathing was trembling at this time.

It was the first time that Lin Beixuan saw the other party like this. Obviously, the value of the Taibai Yin Meridian was much higher than he had imagined.

You know, this evil formation method is just one of the ways in the classification of the Taibai Yinjing...

Lin Beixuan nodded silently and said to Shen Tingmiao: "Then you will help me train them in this evil formation method."

"You want me to lead the troops using this evil formation?" Shen Tingmiao said with a little excitement.

"Ah."

Lin Beixuan answered with a smile, leaving the shocked and excited Shen Tingmiao alone there, and began to teach Wu Huo to recognize the words on the human-machine manuscript.

It is impossible for him alone to teach the human slant and formation skills to more than 200 people.

As the leader of this team, he cannot do everything himself and needs to delegate his power.

Wu Huo and Shen Tingmiao are the people he has his eyes on.

Because he knew that the two would never betray him, he easily handed over the methods of human weapons and formations to them.

Having two people assisting him will not only improve the efficiency of training, but also make him feel a lot more relaxed. Once the two are familiar with the human machinery and the formation, they can help him pass it on to the rest of the people.

Although their current team consists of only more than 200 people, it has begun to take shape as an army.

He taught Wu Huo while on the way.

Before they knew it, the group had arrived at the first village on the planned route.

Zhang Village.

Zhang Village was originally named after a centuries-old camphor tree in the village. This tree has witnessed more than a dozen generations of people in the village from birth to death, and its symbolic significance is extraordinary.

However, from Lin Beixuan's perspective, although the camphor tree still stood in the center of the dilapidated village, it was like an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life and had lost its former vitality.

Its branches are twisted, its leaves have all fallen off, and its roots are exposed, as if struggling in despair.

What is even more eye-catching are the countless teeth marks on the waist of the bare tree trunk.

This ancient tree that had protected the village for hundreds of years finally could not withstand the gnawing teeth of the starving people.

(End of this chapter)