Chapter 150: Kings and Generals Are Not Born of Noble Stock

The rain curtain tilted, soaking the entire Li Yuchuan in water, extinguishing the fires and smoke of war, making it appear very tranquil.

The grain escort transported five thousand shi of grain and fodder reclaimed from Ge Rong back into the Li Yuchuan wu fortress.

The wu fortress was a product of the thought that soldiers and farmers are one.

The Li family's wu fortress was built along the mountain contours, defended by the strategic terrain, like a mountain city, easy to defend but hard to attack.

Li Yuchuan spans sixty or seventy li in all directions, almost like the jurisdiction of a county. Holding the wu fortress is sufficient.

Ice bullets are not like steel bullets; the moment this thing touches flesh, it instantly explodes into shattered ice, its sharp edges cutting the exposed skin and flesh of the soldiers, like being flayed by a thousand knives in a lingchi execution, each one only able to wail, watching the skin and flesh on their bodies split open, blood pouring like a flood.

And just as everyone was puzzled, suddenly a black demon dragon shot out from the trees nearby, attacking Ji Cheng and the others; it was precisely the spear intent that Zhan Xue had just unleashed, now actually being used to attack Ji Cheng and the others.

This also made the Green Demon Lord feel extremely resentful, not only because Ji Cheng's strength was on par with his own, but also because the Green Demon Lord's face as a Demon Lord had been completely wiped out by Ji Cheng, making his own face feel a stinging pain.

"It was... that person who had us give the Holy Son a jade tally as well." At this moment, the Six-Faced Ghost Wind took out a jade tally, then spoke to the white-robed youth, a hint of hesitation faintly showing in his eyes.

Only demons of the Great Power level remained in the arena, each heavily wounded; now glaring at Ning Zhe, they rushed forward together, wanting to tear him into pieces.

With one hand supporting, he used his own great magical power to hardily withstand the attacks of the twelve elders' magical treasures, making no counterattack, simply enduring it all.

Just like the battle between Luffy and the Thunder God Enel; if not for the rubber fruit's counter ability, Enel's hundred-thousand-volt thunderclap would have instantly reduced Luffy to a molecular state.

Even though she was now doing the job of sweeping the back garden at the Kang Wang Fu, she still could not change her speaking habits, remaining in that same high-and-mighty manner.

This was originally part of the plan; now it was merely being implemented early. Zhao Guangyi heard this with great joy, feeling there was great possibility for maneuvering in this matter. Moreover, if this succeeded, Zhao Guangyi would be not merely clearing his guilt by merit, but would personally push Zhao Kuangyin to that position, even stronger than the merit of enthronement.

"Heh, say whatever you like; as long as I can achieve my goal, then everything is sufficient!" Ying Xiaowo chuckled lightly at this moment, paying no attention at all to Luo Xueyi's mockery, nor casting his gaze back at Luo Xueyi; his gaze looked toward the distance, as if having some goal in mind.

As Li Muran violently forced open the doors of the compartments one by one, corpses were revealed before the eyes of the two of them; besides the corpses of those strange four-armed creatures, there were also many corpses that looked much like ordinary humans.

First, announce the mercenaries' treatment; then let everyone choose: those unwilling to continue serving in the army will receive two yuan for travel expenses and be sent home; those willing to continue must undergo assessment, eliminating those who do not meet physical standards; finally, reorganize based on the number of personnel.

She first returned to the imperial palace and stewed in anger for a while; when she had sorted out her mood and was just preparing to handle this matter, a closest friend she had not seen for many years suddenly visited.

Xiao Yuxuan clearly knew that Xiao Ziyu was not a cowardly person, so Xiao Ziyu would not become like the Gu family.

Xiao Zimo had always been a quiet and steady person, but when he left, he seemed determined to drag everyone into this dark and lightless swamp.

Tang Beibei teleported before Bai Feng, looking coldly at the tabby cat inside the net woven from grass vines; it was indeed the one she had encountered on the way to the Tianxuan Base, the one that had once ambushed Xia Mingzhu.