Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 298: 297: Yin Soldiers and Human Soldiers...

"The other party is not trying to reason with you, and you are still afraid of being sued?"

"Our principles are for reasonable people, not for unreasonable people. If he is unreasonable and wants to persecute you, are you still waiting for the government officials to help you get justice?"

"Hasn't it always been like this?" Zhang Luo was a little confused. What Guan Shuo said somewhat subverted his worldview.

Ordinary people who have been living under oppression, when faced with landlords and powerful people, the only thing they can pray for is that the government officials will come to uphold justice for them.

Unfortunately... in the end, all I can do is pray.

What most government officials do is to make big things small and small things disappear. The landlords and powerful people then use their connections and give some money, and in the end, nothing is done, leaving the persecuted people living numbly.

Guan Shuo smiled, his smile was somewhat sarcastic and a little melancholy.

Xing Liang looked at Guan Shuo's smile, and his steps became a little messy, and he even tripped over himself.

His eyebrows were drooped and his eyes were somewhat empty.

Guan Shuo raised his hand and patted Zhang Luo's shoulder, his tone solemn.

"When you join our team, the first thing you need to learn is to dare to fight against injustice."

"The general said that if I throw this punch, I must use all my strength. Either you die or I die!"

Zhang Luo opened his mouth, but was unable to speak. He felt that as Guan Shuo's words entered his ears, his thoughts were slowly shifting.

This thought, like a seed, began to grow in his heart.

"We're here. I guess the place ahead is where we'll set up camp!!"

Guan Shuo looked at the well-behaved city wall not far ahead. On the plaque at the city gate were written the words "Bi County".

As he finished speaking, the people around him looked up and sometimes someone shouted in surprise.

"This is my hometown... My family used to sell pancakes in Bi County."

"Time has changed. Luozhou is completely different now. I don't even recognize the way home!"

Among the crowd, some people looked at the old city wall, tears falling uncontrollably from their eyes. They couldn't wait to go into the city and see if their former home was still there.

But everything in front of them was telling them implicitly that even if they entered the city, what they saw would not be the same as what they imagined.

Lin Beixuan walked forward slowly and stretched out his hand to push open the half-open city gate. The door was dilapidated and covered with mottled bloodstains and stains, as if there had been many fights in front of and behind the door.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

"Woooo..."

The city gate was opened, and suddenly a bone-chilling wind blew out from the city, bringing with it a foul stench of decay and hitting everyone's face.

Lin Beixuan's expression remained unchanged as he searched the city. The dark environment did not hinder his investigation at all.

No food for hungry minions, gluttonous minions, minions, ghosts...

While Lin Beixuan was muttering these words, ghost soldiers passed by him with spears in their hands.

The two Yin generals, Wang Chao and Ma Han, walked out from the side, one on the left and one on the right, with the gait of a dragon or a tiger. They were tall and mighty, and their imposing manner was overwhelming.

Originally, the two were just two small captains among the Yin soldiers. After being appointed by Lin Beixuan as generals commanding the Yin soldiers, both their momentum and strength had reached the level of true Yin generals.

The Forbidden Soul Sealing Area is extremely suitable for nourishing ghosts and spirits, and Lin Beixuan spared no expense in adding materials into it crazily. The yin energy inside has long surpassed that of the former Black Evil Valley by a lot, and the overall strength of the ghost soldiers is also constantly increasing.

Now Wang Chao Ma Han has even reached the peak of the evil ghost realm, and he is only one step away from becoming a monster.

Once the two of them step into the realm of monsters, they can hold the flag of disaster like Zuo Qiu Ge did in the past, perform dreams of war and disaster, and kill people and take souls in their dreams.

After Wang Chao and Ma Han walked out from Lin Beixuan's side, they did not stop, but rushed out quickly with the Yin soldiers.

Because Lin Beixuan wanted to win the battle quickly, the entire team of ghost soldiers became quite fierce. They formed battle formations skillfully and killed all the starving ghosts that blocked the way of the team.

At this time, it is obvious to see the gap between regular troops and ordinary people.

Even if a Taochen whose strength exceeds that of most Kaifu realm cultivators can face a group of ten Yin soldiers, they will obviously feel a little powerless when facing a group of twenty Yin soldiers.

Thirty Yin soldiers can completely kill a gluttonous creature, and these thirty Yin soldiers have not yet reached the level of evil spirits.

Lin Beixuan looked at the Yin soldiers who coordinated skillfully and had great organization in both offense and defense, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of heroism in his heart.

He turned his head to look at the pairs of shocked eyes behind him, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although he studied the military book Taibai Yinjing, and learned a lot of worldly military knowledge after returning to the present world, these were ultimately just theory.

He had never actually been on the battlefield, so he was unable to teach his men many of the strategies on the battlefield. This kind of knowledge could only be passed on by veterans who had experienced countless battles and crawled out of piles of the dead.

So at this time, Wang Chao and Ma Han's ghost soldiers came in handy.

They had fought against Lu Chenjiang's army decades ago, but they were all defeated. Tens of thousands of them were killed in the Black Evil Valley and became the evil soldiers in the valley.

However, their knowledge as pawns was not lost.

Lin Beixuan plans to let these experienced ghost soldiers help coach his current troops.

He is probably the first one to let ghost soldiers teach living people how to fight on the battlefield.

A few quarters of an hour later.

Wang Chao and Ma Han came in front of Lin Beixuan with a murderous aura.

"General, the city has been cleared!"

Lin Beixuan nodded, the horse under his crotch neighed, and slowly moved forward into the city.

Behind him, a group of new recruits followed tremblingly, their eyes full of fear as they passed by the ghost soldiers who had just experienced battles and still had a murderous aura on their bodies.

"General, since you already have such powerful Yin soldiers, why do you still want to recruit us?"

Zhang Luo happened to meet the scarlet eyes of a ghost soldier. He immediately lowered his head and looked away, and asked Xing Liangdao beside him in a low voice.

"Yin soldiers are still Yin soldiers after all. They can fight at night, but their strength will be greatly reduced in broad daylight. Not only will they be of no help on the battlefield, but they will easily be a hindrance." Xing Liang said lightly.

"Have you ever seen an army that often fights at night?"

Zhang Luo hesitated for a few seconds and nodded, agreeing with this statement: "That's right, I've never heard of any dynasty being conquered by a group of ghost soldiers."

"The living world has its own way of life, and the underworld has its own way of life. Originally, the Yin and Yang were clearly separated, but I don't know when this order was broken, causing evil spirits to run rampant at night in the secular world. Most people can only avoid them as much as possible."

Xing Liang's eyes flickered as he said calmly, "When I was a student, my master warned me that our profession is most likely to be involved in karma, but it is also the most taboo to be involved in karma. Every time we chop off a prisoner's head, we must make sure that the other party has no grudge against us, and we must move the knife quickly and decisively, otherwise if the person dies improperly, he will turn into an evil spirit and come to our door at night."

The team stopped at an open space. Some people set up camp, while others dismantled the abandoned wooden houses around them and used them as firewood for heating and lighting at night.

Guan Shuo's team was assigned to demolish the abandoned house. Xing Liang told Zhang Luo about his past while removing the broken wooden boards around him.

He kicked out, and the beams supporting the wooden house were immediately broken. The house became shaky and soon collapsed.

"Old Xing, you must have been more than an ordinary executioner in the past!" Zhang Luo looked at Xing Liang and asked.

Xing Liang paused, then kicked out again and broke a wooden beam.

He said expressionlessly: "In addition to being an executioner, I occasionally accompany my master to do some side business. The more I see, the more I understand."

Zhang Luo nodded when he heard this. In fact, in the secular world, everyone was familiar with evil spirits, and all walks of life had more or less some means to deal with evil spirits.

The blacksmithing skill he learned included a skill called "playing with fire", which allowed him to temporarily ignore the scorching heat of the iron and use the flames generated by the molten iron to drive away evil spirits.

Of course, his methods are obviously not comparable to those of Xing Liang, who has a master.

Xing Liang glanced at Zhang Luo who was standing there in a daze, sighed and comforted him.

"Now that we have joined General Lin's army, we can no longer use the methods we used before, and we don't need to worry about evil spirits. Everything in this world, even those high and mighty gods, can't get any advantage in front of an army of tens of thousands of people."

"I understand!" Zhang Luo said no more. He naturally knew how lethal the army was to evil spirits, otherwise the dynasties would not have been able to last so long.

What he was worried about was that he would not be able to go home and see his relatives again in the future.

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"Master, are we going to continue with the plan now?"

Wang Biao looked at the rows of ghost soldiers passing by and couldn't help swallowing.

They originally thought that Lin Beixuan had only two hundred soldiers under his command, but after just a short while, the number of two hundred increased dozens of times.

There was a flash of unwillingness and resentment in Liu Shimao's eyes. He turned his head to look at the camp where Lin Beixuan was, his tone full of jealousy.

'Why does he do that?!'

Luozhou is in such a state, why can he still live so well? It would be fine if he had two hundred people around him, and their Liu family could barely cope with it, but the sudden appearance of tens of thousands of ghost soldiers was like a mountain appearing above his head, pressing down on him.

Originally, Liu Shimao thought that he was very intelligent and everything the other party did would eventually become his wedding dress.

However, the result now was to slap him hard in the face in disguise.

Sheshan in front forced him to suppress his nature, and then Lin Beixuan appeared and attacked him from a lower dimension, directly destroying all the things he was proud of.

“This was my chance!!”

Liu Shimao clenched his teeth so tightly that his head creaked.

Without even turning his head, he said to Wang Biao: "Of course we must continue!"

"Even if we can't get these people, we can just mess them up so no one can get them."

"Once everyone knows his true identity, even if we can't kill him, we can at least make all the things he did in Sheshan go to waste."

"But there is one thing you have to pay attention to. We must not let him discover our plan." Liu Shimao said.

In the darkness, Wang Biao's face showed some hesitation.

That’s tens of thousands of ghost soldiers!

If we randomly dispatch a small team to charge at them, there’s no way all 300 of them would survive, so do we really need to stick to that plan?
What's the difference between this and pulling out a tiger's beard in front of it, and you even have to bet that the tiger can't detect you.

Wang Biao was a little panicked. He opened his mouth to persuade him, but he found Liu Shimao's jealous eyes, so he held back at the last moment.

"I... understand!" Wang Biao sighed and clasped his fists.

At this time he could only hope that the other side would not discover their plan, wait for chaos to break out in the military camp, and finally the three hundred of them would escape unscathed.

But even if they retreated, where could these three hundred people go in Luozhou today?
This was the first night of their newly formed army. In the dilapidated town, tens of thousands of people gathered in the open space, and bonfires were lit everywhere.

The starlight shone on these people's faces, reflecting their expressions that were either determined or confused.

No one could sleep at this time, and there was a faint tension in the air.

The new soldiers either talked to each other in low voices, discussing their concerns, or sat on the ground with their arms folded, staring at the burning fire in a daze.

What will happen in the future? Can we really take back Naju from the starving ghosts? Even if we take back Naju, will we still be alive?
One question after another echoed in my mind, like a sword hanging over my head, ready to fall at any time.

Being a soldier means putting your head on your waistline. This is their common choice.

Lin Beixuan was also sitting in front of a fire. He naturally noticed the atmosphere in the army at the moment, but he could do nothing about it.

This is a problem that every newly formed army will encounter, not to mention that 90% of its members are new recruits.

'I must recruit those veterans who are stranded outside and fighting starvation on the front line as soon as possible!'

"The backbone of this army now needs those who are determined to fight against the starving ghosts and are unwilling to hand over Luozhou."

Lin Beixuan kept thinking about the next action plan in his mind.

The Fox Spirit God said that most of those who would rather die in Luozhou than enter Sheshan were Luozhou's border guards.

Before the drought and starvation incidents occurred in Luozhou, these people were mainly defending against the Yun Kingdom on the other side of the border.

However, ever since the severe drought in Luozhou and the outbreak of the starving ghost incident, the border guards withdrew from the border and began to help Luozhou clear out the starving ghosts.

If there are still people alive in this border guard force, they should be in the mountains near the central plains of Luozhou.

We haven't seen them for two years, and now even the Fox Spirit God doesn't know where they are hiding.

'Crackle~'

The firewood made a popping sound as it burned. Lin Beixuan tapped his knees lightly with his fingers and glanced over quietly.

"It would be a waste of time to bring a large army to search for them. Moreover, these people have not been trained much. If they encounter a stronger starving ghost, they will easily scatter and flee, becoming a defeated army."

'So, I have to go alone this time.'

With a flicker of fire in his eyes, Lin Beixuan quickly made up his mind and called Wu Huo and Shen Tingmiao into the camp.

After telling the two of them his idea, Wu Huo and Shen Tingmiao had surprisingly the same idea and did not stop him from traveling alone as they did before in Xuefeng Mountain.

　I'd like to tell you in advance that Sanyang needs to go back to his hometown for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Due to the long distance, I can only update chapters with 4,000 words per day today and tomorrow. I will resume updating chapters with 6,000 words per day later. I hope you will understand and don't give up on Sanyang's book! ! ! Thank you

　　
　
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