From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

March is the time when peach trees are in bloom.

The peach tree in Chen Yu's yard is more than ten feet tall, and its flowers are in full bloom, like pink clouds.

As for what you said, this peach tree was planted last year, so why is it blooming this year?

The peach tree in the yard has been planted for more than a year, so it's reasonable for it to bloom, right?

It's reasonable that the things grown and raised at the home of an acquired warrior grow fast, right?

The two albizzia trees were about the same height, and they had only a few flowers in bloom, but they were large and bright.

After a winter, there was only one old turtle left in the pond in the yard, now lying on the wall of the pond basking in the sun.

The spring breeze blew by, and the courtyard was empty.

Chen Yu was practicing in the space, and Ta Mei also came in. In his spare time, he tried to teach the increasingly intelligent horse to breathe in and out spiritual energy.

The peach trees in the space grew a little faster than those in the yard, and many petals were falling down at this moment.

Some floated into the nearby pond, where the fish created waves and swallowed the petals into their stomachs.

There is not much spiritual energy contained in peach blossoms, especially for a spiritual animal like red carp that is close to a spirit, it can only be regarded as a snack.

The flower petals fell on Chen Yu, his clothes fluttered, and he looked like an immortal hermit.

Ta Mei was very impatient. This so-called practice was too boring.

I stuck out my tongue and rolled up a petal. Pah, it tasted bitter.

It quickly spat it out, not understanding why its master liked to meditate so much and wanted to learn it.

If you can improve your cultivation by just eating and drinking, why bother practicing?

Three miles outside the town, the town truly experienced the test of refugees for the first time.

From afar, the black mass of refugees numbered tens of thousands.

And what was different from the past was that the refugees in front each had a simple spear in his hand.

The leading men were wearing shiny iron armor.

This group of rebels had recently captured the county town to which Baimu Town belonged and took severe revenge on the wealthy families in the city.

One of the six major families still has a child studying in the county school, and it is estimated that he is in great danger.

The leader of the refugees heard from somewhere that Baimu Town had always been wealthy, and that the town had irrigated paddy fields and had stored a lot of food.

He immediately made a decision and drove his cannon fodder to attack the town.

He had hundreds of elite soldiers from the old camp under his command, and he himself had no idea how many refugees he had brought with him, only that it was over ten thousand.

Once there are more than ten thousand people, there are no boundaries.

Wang Chengyin looked at the small town with neat houses in front of him, then turned to look at the "army" behind him, and suddenly felt a great sense of pride.

I have already conquered a county town and my strength is considered good among the rebel leaders. When can I become a king and have a taste of my own medicine?

He was confident that he would become king if he captured this wealthy town.

Xu Yan, the only one of the two strongest warriors in the town and recognized by the townspeople as the strongest warrior, had not returned yet as he was accompanying his son to the state capital for the exam.

Fortunately, his eldest disciple Liu Yinglong sensed the opportunity for a breakthrough and practiced in the martial arts hall, so he did not follow him.

There are still people who can take charge of the overall situation, but the situation is not optimistic.

The other side has tens of thousands of troops, twice as many as the townspeople. Even if they are just a mob, the townspeople are no different, and at most have received some training in the past two years.

Among the 1,300 formal guards, only a quarter of them were wearing armor, and only those above the rank of sentinel were allowed to wear armor.

As for Chen Yu, he was often missing for half a month and the townspeople did not bother him.

If he wanted to help, there was so much noise outside that he couldn't have failed to notice it. If he didn't want to help, there was no point in asking.

The six major families first urgently moved the elderly, the weak, women and children to the east bank. Baimugou was wide and could barely serve as a moat.

The rest of the young and strong men, with two hundred regular soldiers as the backbone, were all deployed along Baimugou.

Liu Yinglong led a thousand men, most of whom were stationed in residential areas on the west bank, with four sentries accompanying him to observe the enemy positions.

There were no professional personnel among the refugees, and they didn't know how to set up camp, so tens of thousands of people were mixed together.

Without giving him much time to think, Wang Chengyin waved his hand and the refugees poured in like a tide.

With their physical fitness and weapons and equipment in a terrible state, the refugees were able to capture the county town thanks to the fact that ants can kill elephants in large numbers and those with bare feet are not afraid of those wearing shoes.

The opponent did not play by the rules at all, so Liu Yinglong had no choice but to have everyone line up immediately to meet the enemy.

It was only a distance of a few hundred feet, but many refugees suddenly fell down while rushing forward and never got up again.

If one has not had adequate nutrition for a long time, walks hundreds of miles in two days, and then has to go back to the battlefield without much rest, even the strongest person will be exhausted.

There are quite a few recruited hunters in the guard camp, organized into two archery scouts, and now one has been brought in.

When they got close, hundreds of arrows whizzed down.

The refugees in the front fell down and formed a human wall.

This is just cannon fodder, not even worthy of a spear.

The archer shot three arrows, and the enemy was already within reach.

Wang Chengyin hid in the encirclement of hundreds of old camps and repeatedly ordered the leaders to drive out cannon fodder to consume the enemy's strength.

Swords and knives are merciless on the battlefield, and he doesn't want to lose his life in vain.

Wang Chengyin is not a martial artist, and he doesn’t even have a martial arts manual passed down from his family.

It is difficult for people with even a little bit of connections to become bandits, let alone associate with refugees.

"Raise your shields!" The archers retreated one after another, and dozens of shields protected everyone.

After a year of training, the guards were much more professional than the refugees in using spears. Dozens of long spears thrust out from left and right, knocking down the enemy soldiers one after another.

But there were so many refugees that the mere two hundred people were like a small boat in a storm, seemingly about to capsize at any time.

There seemed to be a horn sound, and He Qiao rushed out of the houses with a large army.

Only a few hundred people, but they broke through the momentum of thousands of enemies.

Liu Yinglong was only about a hundred meters away from the town behind him, and the hundred-meter journey was completed in a flash.

The refugees being driven out were suddenly startled, but with the ferocious supervision team behind them, they could only charge forward.

As soon as the two sides clashed, the winner was immediately apparent.

Spears crossed and arrows rained down. The refugees also had their own archers, but the arrows they shot were sparse and far less lethal than those of the enemy.

Several people from the guard camp fell, but dozens of refugees fell.

The leader, who was standing far away, was immediately shocked when he saw this.

He couldn't understand how a town could have so many troops, and such elite ones at that.

It turns out that the town has kept the news secret from the outside world for a long time in order to avoid attracting the attention of the imperial court.

I didn't expect that Wang Chengyin would be careless and underestimate the enemy today, and I'm afraid he would suffer a big defeat.

The fighting continued, more and more refugees fell, and the casualties of the guard camp continued to increase.

Wang Chengyin's eyes widened, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

He risked his life! He didn't care about saving his strength and pushed all his troops forward.

He was only allowed to advance and not retreat, as he knew the refugees' fighting habits too well.

Once the order to retreat is given, it will turn into a rout in the blink of an eye. Only by fighting hard and eliminating this stubborn group can there be a glimmer of hope for victory.

Wang Chengyin gritted his teeth and decided that once he captured the town, he would make sure that no one in the town would be left alive.