Wild God starts the game, I rely on incense to prove my truth to the emperor

Upon hearing this, Wan Zhuliu snorted coldly, "You are too impatient. If you want to annex the Central Army, you must have the strength and prestige!

After saying that, Wan Zhuliu saw that Nangong Lie was not convinced but seemed to understand.

Unable to resist, he spoke again, "You must always remember that from an army to a country, you must gain the approval of the people. We are doing just that by eliminating the evil spirits.

Just like cultivating a blade of grass or a big tree, you have to bury the roots deep in the soil to absorb nutrients.

"Whatever appears magnificent and grand is just a castle in the air. If your roots are not numerous and deep enough, they will eventually collapse."

After listening, Nangong Lie pondered for a moment, as if thinking about something.

"By the way, after annexing the villages, we can start recruiting young and strong people from the people to join the army to supplement our demon-suppressing army!" Wan Zhuliu added.

After hearing these words, Nangong Lie seemed to have come to his senses.

He was overjoyed, "Lord Liushen explained it very clearly. I understand!"

Wan Zhuliu didn't know if he truly understood or if his understanding was distorted, but he could see that although this person was ambitious, his utilitarianism outweighed his compassion. Perhaps...

"By the way, there is a kid named Hu Zi in this village. Bring him with you and train him well!" he suddenly said.

Nangong Lie didn't care about this matter and nodded repeatedly.

His mind was still on the current matter of getting rid of the demon.

Thinking that the Demon-Subduing Army was not large, he could not help but say, "Your Highness, Willow God, I have another favor to ask. Although we are warriors, our realm is low. After all, we are just ordinary people. If we encounter a demon with one or two patterns, it is not difficult to deal with it. But if it is four patterns or more..."

Wan Zhuliu was well prepared for this.

Among the puppets he created last time, there was also a golden armored puppet, which took him a lot of effort.

Although this golden armor puppet is not as good as the black iron puppet he carries with him in terms of defense and flexibility, it is engraved with many spell runes and can independently activate simple spells, which greatly enhances its attack capability during autonomous activities.

After a rough estimate by Wan Zhuliu, this golden armor could withstand a strike of 50% of his palm thunder, and could deliver a strike of nearly 80% of his palm thunder plus fire talismans.

Converted into the monster's magic power, it is roughly close to the defense of a six-pattern monster and the attack of an eight-pattern monster.

Ordinary defense, powerful attack, and the ability to take the initiative make danger almost non-existent.

After all, there are not many eight-patterned monsters in the entire Yi County. He is a real monster king, not comparable to the fox king who is the king of a small tribe.

With a wave of his hand, a golden-armored puppet about two meters tall, holding a giant dragon-slaying sword, fell out of thin air beside Nangong Lie.

"This is my subordinate. You can take him with you. Killing demons and monsters will be no problem!"

Nangong Lie looked at the majestic man in golden armor, and when he met his deep and calm gaze, he suddenly felt fear in his heart.

He hurriedly bowed respectfully and asked, "May I ask the name of this deity?"

Wan Zhuliu glanced over and took in Nangong Lie's expression, and he just found it funny.

But on second thought, it was my puppet that was so lifelike, and the upgraded puppet's autonomous movements were also very smooth and natural. I'm afraid no one could tell except myself.

He simply said calmly, "He doesn't like to talk, his name is Golden Armor Warrior. If you encounter a difficult demon disaster, just let him know how to deal with it!"

"That's great! Thank you, Lord Liushen, and thank you, Lord Jinjia..."

After sending Nangong Lie away, Wan Zhuliu immediately rushed out of Hongsong.

He also has his own mission.

According to his original idea, he wanted to let the rebels attract the attention of the imperial court first, and then they would fight slowly, leaving themselves time to develop.

But now, the people in the city under the rule of the rebels are living in dire straits.

If this continues, Yi County will probably become a demon town or a ghost town in no time.

After all, Yi County has a population of over 100,000. If we develop their followers, we can’t even imagine the amount of incense we will receive in a day!

Hongsong is their base, and giving up Yi County is absolutely impossible.

Then... it will only intensify the conflict between the imperial court and the rebels.

As for the method——

Huaihua Pass.

There was a state of depression inside the pass.

After the previous decisive battle in Yi County, the Liuzhou provincial guards suffered heavy casualties. Fortunately, Xuanqing Palace released all the trained Yin soldiers, otherwise Hongxi and others might not have escaped.

In response to this defeat, the Liuzhou Military Governor's Office issued an ultimatum and sent Deputy General Tong Wei to supervise the battle. He arrived this afternoon.

Hong Xi, Huang Baisheng, and Deng Yuantong, the commander of Huaihua Pass, were preparing a banquet and waiting for them.

Around noon, the master of Xuanqing Palace walked out from the back and came in front of Hongxi.

"I just received news that another riot broke out in Yi County. This is a good time to counterattack!"

Hong Xi bowed respectfully to the Xuanqing Palace Master, "Palace Master, the person in charge is about to arrive, so there's no need to rush. Furthermore, your current problem... is not suitable for you to intervene!"

Upon hearing this, the Xuanqing Palace Master's expression froze.

indeed.

The fact that Xuanqing Palace was refining ghost soldiers was discovered by the Demon Suppression Department. Legally speaking, this was a heresy and the court would not allow it.

The God-stealing Cult had already stripped Xuanqing Palace of its title and heritage within the cult.

In other words, everything Xuanqing Palace does has nothing to do with the God-stealing Cult.

But in fact, is refining ghost soldiers really the ambition of his Xuanqing Palace?

Moreover, is refining Yin soldiers really the purpose? The God-Thief Cult must know where this God-Trapping Lock came from.

However, since you have chosen to place a bet, if you lose, you will have to bear the consequences yourself.

In a few days, the Lord of Xuanqing Palace seemed to have aged a lot, with his hair and beard turning completely white.

At this moment, another figure came from behind, with white hair draped over the shoulders and a body like a demon puppet.

With a foolish look, he said, "Palace Master, Palace Master, Palace Master..."

Seeing this, the Lord of Xuanqing Palace showed a rare kind look.

"Xiao Kui, did you gain anything from this trip with the Supervisor into Yi County?"

"Betrayal, betrayal..."

"What betrayal?"

"Haha, thanks to Xiao Kui's cleverness, we overheard an important piece of information outside the tents of the two rebel gods!"

"The rebel army has no more capable generals left. They only have three generals, and the only Yin Spirits are Han and Zhao Zhenjun."

As he spoke, a fat Taoist priest with a smile came out from the back. He was wearing an apricot yellow Taoist robe and had a blessed appearance. He was another heavyweight figure in Xuanqing Palace, the abbot Quan Zhiqing.

"Oh? What about these two rebellious gods? And what did that little puppet mean by betrayal?"

At this time, Hong Xi and Huang Baisheng also came over.

"It is these two rebellious gods who cannot bear to see the rebels allowing demons to wreak havoc on the people. They have harbored betrayal in their hearts and will soon defect from the camp!"

Hearing this, several people looked at each other.

Especially the experienced Xuanqing Palace Master, after a moment's thought, he said, "Could this... be a strategy to lure the enemy?"

"In my opinion, not!" The abbot shook his head slightly. "Now that Yi County is without the Xuanqing Palace to suppress it, the Heavenly Wolf King is wreaking havoc, demonic disasters are spreading everywhere, and the rebels are unpopular. I heard that a small number of villagers outside the city have spontaneously fled towards Hongsong."

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