It was early morning, but it seemed quiet and peaceful under the glow. No one would have thought that this night would be so dangerous. Lu Ming had arrived at the county town and saw a mess just after he passed.

The fire was ignited, and the stench of burning flesh in the fireworks was so strong that it was choking. Lu Ming hurriedly asked, "What is this?"

"Sir, the second-person man ordered that the thief's bodies should not be buried, and they should not be kept rotten. They were all burned and scattered into the canal outside the city." When a man turned around, he saw that it was the county magistrate of the county, he hurriedly bowed and returned.

Lu Ming felt a stern when he heard this. This was the rhythm of a place where there was no burial.

He quickly advanced a few steps and saw the beds in the wing room, with a smell of ointment, and screams and moans from time to time, which was creepy, and even Lu Ming was a little stunned.

At this time, the head of the captain came over, bathed in the fire, looked at Lu Ming, and said, "Mr. Mingfu, more than 2,600 people died outside the county government, more than 100 people died in the mansion, and the rest is here."

"Well, this county will definitely give a lot of pensions..." Lu Ming noticed some strange colors keenly, and his heart sank. If he had reason, he would be secretly despised by many people - he was not here last night.

In this mood, when I was not in the mood of the Immortal Sect, I barely said a few words to the Taoist in the Immortal Sect, and then said: "All the Immortal Masters, please rest. As a county magistrate, I must also appease the people under my rule. Looking back, I will hold a banquet to apologize.

Lu Ming left as he said that.

Seeing the magistrate walking away, all the Taoists of Youshuimen were staying there - is this considered a rabbit dead and a dog cook, and a bridge burning across the river?

It’s really the saying that it’s better to be successful than to get there. Even the hard work of the surname Ye picked peaches?

Everyone was so angry that they looked at Lu Xiuping: "Senior Brother, we..."

Lu Xiuping had nothing to say, and could not stop the county magistrate. He ordered the number of people, and only eight of them left were left. He lost 30% overnight, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

"My brothers and brothers will be scolded when they go back. If you don't say this, no matter what, you will have meritorious deeds. No one can take away this."

"But most of the evil demons have run away. How to complete the next two tasks? Are you going to kill time here? The second and fifth brothers are all about to laugh when they accumulate merits in the army."

"What's that matter?"

But the mood is the mood. I am a real person and a senior brother. I am content to maintain my backbone and waved my hand: "Don't worry, the supervision of the Heavenly Court is still there. We fought to the middle of the night before we could hold on to reinforcements. No one can erase our merits. The expected results will be no bad. Soon, the merit list will be held at the master's sect, and the rewards will not be too low."

"The three junior brothers were killed in battle. There is no way to buy a coffin and keep it without rotting it. Another junior brother is seriously injured. It doesn't matter much. As long as he does not die on the spot, he can be rescued. When the injury is slightly stable, he will be sent back to the mountain gate to recuperate."

"There are many people who are injured, so we will go to rescue the wounded."

"ah?"

"Don't forget the merits of the master."

The rain is still falling, and the city is filled with a sad atmosphere of surviving the disaster.

According to statistics on casualties, more than 2,000 died overnight. It can be said that every family in the county is filial, with thousands of serious injuries and three or four thousand minor injuries. It is better to have the women and children hidden behind the county government.

"Lord, I feel cold in the winter, take a sip." At dawn, Lu Shangjing and his party arrived and transported a batch of emergency supplies. In fact, there will be no shortages in the county, but this is the intention.

When he saw Ye Qing, he took out a small bottle of wine from each and handed it to Ye Qing. This was two taels of porcelain bottles. Ye Qing took it and swallowed the wine in one gulp and breathed.

Lu Shangjing said, "The lord made this great contribution and his heroic spirit was thriving again."

Ye Qing looked away quietly. At this time, he was on the street and didn't talk much about evil things, because he said vaguely: "Although the thief army retreated, most of the casualties were ordinary soldiers, and there were not many bones inside."

"You have to respect the heaven and fear life and be careful."

Lu Shangjing knew in his heart that he also raised the bottle and sipped a small sip of wine, his face turned red: "This is not the lord's responsibility. The heavenly court records merits and demerits. Although there are some leaks, such a major event cannot be concealed."

"The lord started his career with literature, from a child to a scholar, from a scholar to a juren, from a juren to a second place, and then evolved into the Lower Land world with the Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

"The name of this article is unquestionable, but the martial arts are not enough."

"It is not worth mentioning to suppress the bandits. It may be mentioned that the two divisions of the Northern Wei Dynasty can be defeated, but this is not as good as today's battle."

Lu Shangjing said this very lowly, but it had a clanging sound of gold and stone.

Ye Qing pondered for a moment and understood in his heart that this was right. In fact, whether it was a bandit or a Northern Wei, these were all achievements of ordinary people.

For Heaven, whether it is the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Great Cai, or even the succession of all generations, they are treated equally, because the court pays the same tribute, so there is no difference between whom - this is easy to understand.

Therefore, no matter how hard you strive, no matter how you are in history, you will basically have no achievements in heaven.

But fighting against evil devils and human traitors is a merit.

"Heaven does not take it, but he will suffer the consequences." Ye Qing thought secretly, frowned and stepped on the yamen lightly, and saw that a corner of the formation was missing. Several people who knew the goods all looked like earth.

Although there is a reason why the formation eyes are missing, this means that it is almost broken... If the evil demon is willing to hold on for a while.

War has no if.

Lu Ming maintained the duties of the county magistrate and couldn't help but look anxiously at the yamen. Until his wife Yun took her daughter and waved to him... the whole family felt relieved.

"If it weren't for the second-level official, the people in the city would not exist, and my wife and children in Lu Ming would not be guaranteed... This kind of kindness is really hard to repay."

Ye Qing did not refuse Lu Ming's gratitude and said lightly: "This is just a miserable victory."

To clean the battlefield, treat the wounded, gather the frightened women and children, and clear out the relative houses, it is recommended that Lu Ming open the arsenal and set up a batch of military tents for temporary residence for refugees.

The team patrols and alerts were opened, and Ye Qing followed Lu Ming into the hall and discussed the aftermath with a group of heads from the south of Pingshou County and more importantly attacking the Demon Nest.

"Tomorrow is the best time, or better than originally thought..."

The hall door closed and the sound disappeared.

Qianqian, Cao Baijing and the others were busy in the crowd, helping to gather women and children...

Jingyu Hehen Yun was impatient with post-war cleaning, or to be more precise, she didn't like to have too much contact with mortals, so she pulled her sister Jingyu to go to the sky to patrol...

It rains heavily tonight, and the task of transporting clouds and water across the grasslands must be completed. Otherwise, more people who die due to floods may die than those who die in war.

When the shadow of the dragon rose, many people knelt down: "Lord Dragon King..."

Just think that Lord Dragon King came to help.

"I really don't know, I'll just be the Dragon King..." On the far side of the battlefield, the Taoist of Youshuimen pointed at them. They fought bloody battles in the middle of the night, and were lost and angry. At this time, they were a little wilted and felt uncomfortable when they saw anything.

Lu Xiuping sighed slightly when he saw this, and it was understandable.

Three fellow disciples died in this battle, far exceeding their psychological expectations, and they were not as enthusiastic as they were at the beginning.

"Everyone cheer up." Lu Xiuping patted his junior brothers on the shoulders and comforted them one by one: "We are Taoists, and we must have the temperament of Taoists."

He led a few junior brothers to help save the soldiers and the people.

Lu Xiuping was originally the main team member who was defending before. The people all knew this "willing to sacrifice" the immortal sect. This move was friendly and won the gratitude and admiration of the military and civilians.

But Lu Xiuping knew very well that this kind of rescue of the people is also considered to be a merit of the master's sect, and it is very considerable to accumulate a small amount.

It’s not so happy at this moment... Even if other Taoists think of deeper levels, there will be such a huge casualty as soon as they arrive here, and there are still many tasks later. Could it be that half of the manpower will be lost, or even the entire army will be wiped out?

To put it bluntly, these immortal Taoists have enjoyed peace for a long time and feel that they are superior to mortals, but when they encounter real war, they immediately reveal their true colors.

Someone asked secretly: "What should I do if the mission?"

Lu Xiuping only said with a gentle voice: "It's okay, I will find a way, you guys will rest first."

This statement eased the atmosphere and restored some vitality to the team.

There were a few more help, and someone turned around and looked at the crowd of women and women, and was amazed in a trance...

It was a monk's mind and nature. He did not fall to the point of drooling. He continued to live in a daze, and only occasionally looked up at a few beautiful women in the crowd.

No matter what, beauty is pleasing to the eye.

"This girl has a bun of hair, a lady from a noble family, two women have buns or officials..."

A Taoist gaze swept over several times, and when he fell on one of the slender women, he exclaimed: "Senior Brother, I seem to see the junior sister you mentioned..."

"Oh?" Lu Xiuping raised his eyebrows.

This person is still in love with his classmates. At this time, the war is in chaos and there may be something bad... If you encounter it, you still have to save it. As the eldest brother, you have the responsibility: "Who is it?"

"The middle is tall, with white skin, and a generous temperament. Who looks married?" The man was suddenly a little disappointed.

Lu Xiuping followed him to identify it from afar and then went over and said, "I am Lu Xiuping, Youshuimen. This... junior sister, can you still recognize us?"

Cao Baijing instinctively took two steps back.

The rain is getting lighter and lighter, and there are still raindrops, but this reunion is a bit strange and both people and people.

After Cao Baijing instinctively took two steps back, he looked carefully, and recognized him, and his expression was slightly strange. He frowned and looked at the somewhat strange tall man... Is this a real person?

When I was young, I looked at the immortal gate from a distance, and surrounded by my senior brothers and sisters. I had some impression of this tall and generous senior brother.

But the age, strength and status vary greatly, and it only ends here.

I was not familiar with each other at first, but when I saw each other again, she was generous and surprised, but I didn't know what to say

Qianqian bandaged a girl, then turned around and looked at her. She didn't recognize her, so she frowned and went back to continue...

Whether it is the Chan'er sister who occasionally replaces Zi Nan, or the cousin who has been infected with Mrs. Gan's temperament, she is as dazzling as a snow-white jade man at night... and even herself, she can be regarded as the "special style" mentioned by the young master, and this kind of trouble will not be missing anywhere.

"This is why the young master is taking us out less and less... If it were Qianqian himself, he would hate this kind of trouble."
Chapter completed!