Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

Just as they were discussing it.

A general rode up to Zhao Wentian's side and respectfully said, "General, the young marquis is ready."

Zhao Wentian reined in the horses. "Alright, I understand."

After saying that, he turned to look at Lin Qiye, "Come with me."

Behind them, Gongyang Zhuo also pulled on the reins, "Brother-in-law, take me with you, I want to go too..."

Zhao Wentian's face darkened. "I've told you many times, don't call me brother-in-law."

He glanced at Gongyang Wan out of the corner of his eye, who lowered her head slightly.

“You’ll come too,” Zhao Wentian said in a deep voice.

Gongyang Wan nodded. She had a vague feeling that she was awakening some kind of special ability.

What she didn't know was that the reason Zhao Wentian kept her by his side was to subtly stimulate her forbidden energy.

At the very front of the army formation, Huo Qubing, Zhan Yuwu, Yan Zhong, and several other veteran generals were gathered together.

Their expressions were extremely solemn.

"Without the exorcism array, our tens of thousands of troops, stationed in the wild, are no different from tens of thousands of sheep," an old general said solemnly, stroking his long beard.

"However, the nearest city is dozens of miles away, and it will be too late for us to travel there now."

"Black dog blood is the most important part of the exorcism array; without it, it's bound to be the most troublesome thing."

Everyone fell silent at the same time.

"You lead the army and continue on your journey."

Just then, Zhao Wentian's voice suddenly rang out.

"General."

Everyone stood up, but were gently pressed down by a force.

"How many days' journey is it to Chang'an?" Zhao Wentian, clad in black armor, dismounted from his horse.

He sat down next to Yan Zhong.

"Reporting to the General, at least five days," Yan Zhong replied.

"Five days..."

Zhao Wentian looked up at the dim sky. It would be difficult to ensure that tens of thousands of troops would not suffer casualties under the siege of evil spirits.

Then, he turned his gaze to Huo Qubing and asked, "Tell me your thoughts."

Huo Qubing looked up at the distant, ominous star and frowned slightly. "Yan Zhong, if we travel day and night, how long will it take us to reach Chang'an?"

"Traveling day and night? But there are many evil spirits at night," a general warned.

Huo Qubing didn't speak, but frowned and looked at Yan Zhong.

"If we work day and night, it will only take three and a half days."

"What if we abandon 70% of the supplies?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically. "Do we really need to rush back like this?"

"Yan Zhong!"

"If we abandon 70% of the supplies, we can arrive in two days," Yan Zhong said through gritted teeth.

What if we discard them all?

"One and a half days."

Huo Qubing nodded, slowly stood up, and pushed Yan Zhong aside, saying, "You sit down over there."

Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye had already guessed 99% of what was going on, and secretly scoffed.

"Ha, just like me, always turning to elders when in doubt..."

As expected, Huo Qubing moved closer to Zhao Wentian and said, "Uncle, I have a plan..."

Zhao Wentian remained expressionless, his brows slightly furrowed. "Okay, I understand."

It simply means that he needs to store all the supplies in a certain space.

This is the same old trick.

Zhao Wentian glanced at Lin Qiye out of the corner of his eye, a gesture that was meant to be self-deprecating.

Look at you, just like me.

Huo Qubing stood up again and ordered, "Send down the order to gather all the supplies and set off immediately. We must arrive in Chang'an before nightfall the day after tomorrow."

"Yes!" Zhan Yuwu stood up, jumped onto his warhorse, and immediately gave orders to the entire army.

The other generals were all stunned, seemingly unable to understand why they were in such a hurry to return to Chang'an.

"Young Master, what's next...?"

“Gai Nie…” Huo Qubing turned to a young general, “When the army sets off, you will use your sword battalion to take charge of the evil spirits on the east side.”

"Yes." The young general named Gai Nie stood up, and the faint aura of Klein on his body made Lin Qiye frown.

There was also a familiar sword aura, and it even had a hint of Zhou Ping's style.

"Li Keyong is in charge of the west side."

"Yan Zhong is in charge of the south side, and Yu Wu is in charge of the north side."

"I will personally command the vanguard, while my uncle will personally guard the central army..."

“…”

As orders were issued, the troops received their commands and stood ready for battle.

Finally, Huo Qubing's gaze fell on Lin Qiye, then turned to Zhao Wentian, "Uncle, what should we do with my cousin?"

Zhao Wentian smiled slightly, "You are the commander. Once you join the army, there is no such thing as brothers or fathers."

Huo Qubing understood and looked at Lin Qiye, "Cousin, would you be willing to stay at the rear to prevent evil spirits from launching a sneak attack?"

All eyes were on Lin Qiye.

Apart from Zhao Wentian, everyone's eyes were filled with surprise. They all knew that the eldest marquis's son was the young man who had been mistakenly captured by the young marquis.

He should be pretty good, but I didn't expect the young marquis to value him so much. He must be very powerful.

The rear of the army is where the greatest pressure is exerted.

The most dangerous part of an army's march, especially a large army group's charge, is at the very back.

Lin Qiye nodded almost without hesitation and said, "I accept the order!"

Seeing Lin Qiye like this, Huo Qubing smiled knowingly, thinking, "He's truly one of us."

Like father, like son.

.....

The dim setting sun completely disappeared, plunging the world into darkness. Lin Qiye rode his horse, looking up at the starry sky, and wondered, "Those crimson stars, are they the K-type?"

"Of course!"

Hearing that familiar voice, Lin Qiye's lips curled up slightly.

In the midst of the army, Zhao Wentian rode a Ferghana horse, with a young man beside him, Gongyang Wan's younger brother, Gongyang Zhuo.

"Hello, nephew Qiye..." Gongyang Zhuo raised his riding whip and called out to Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye: ?

Zhao Wentian glared at Gongyang Zhuo, who, like a child who had made a mistake, quickly lowered his head and put on a fawning smile.

"Let him follow you..." After saying this, Zhao Wentian ignored Gongyang Zhuo, turned his horse around, and galloped away, returning to the central army.

Gongyang Zhuo watched Zhao Wentian leave, then dismounted and stood there. After looking around and making sure no one else was paying attention to him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Gongyang Zhuo quickly reached out and rubbed his bottom, which had been brutally beaten by his sister. A helpless and bitter smile appeared on his face as he muttered, "Ouch, my sister hit too hard..."

Gongyang Zhuo rubbed his buttocks while secretly sighing.

His original strength was only at the Pool Realm, but under his brother-in-law's careful guidance these past few days,

His mental strength has actually improved significantly, and it has now reached the level of the Chuan realm.

In fact, as Zhao Wentian once said, the abilities of Gongyang Wan and Gongyang Zhuo, siblings, are very simple: they both devour.

The only difference is that one swallows the flames that burn the soul of the superpowered person, while the other devours the superpowered person, which is quite bizarre.

They truly are siblings.

“Nephew Qiye…” Gongyang Zhuo suddenly raised his head, his smiling expression returning to his face, and his gaze fell directly on Lin Qiye, who was not far away.

Lin Qiye was clearly displeased with the way she was addressed. He put on a stern face and said irritably, "Don't call me that!! There's absolutely no chance between your sister and my dad."

Gongyang Zhuo, upon hearing Lin Qiye's words, not only did not get angry, but narrowed his eyes and stared even more intently at Lin Qiye, as if Lin Qiye's answer made him very unhappy.

After a while, Gongyang Zhuo slowly spoke, his tone calm:

"Isn't having multiple wives and concubines quite normal here? And how could my sister possibly threaten your mother?"

"If you do me this favor, I, Gongyang Zhuo, will call you brother from now on!"

Lin Qiye glanced at it and said, "Tell me, how do you want to help?"

Gongyang Zhuo's lips curled slightly upward. "It's said that for a man and a woman to be considered husband and wife, they need to have some kind of relationship..."

"cut."

Lin Qiye scoffed, thinking of telling him a very real problem.

"Your sister... that's too small." Lin Qiye gestured to his chest. "The General doesn't like it..."

Gong Yangzhuo: ???

"No, what do you mean? I don't understand..."