Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

The barbarians withdrew, and the news of the end of the Winter War quickly spread on the Great Wall of Righteousness, and there were cheers for a while.

In the mighty Mansion of Wanren Mountain, Han Qingzhu looked at the military switch in front of him that applied to restore the normal operation level of the Great Wall of Righteousness. There was a situation of indecision.

The operation of the Great Wall of Righteousness consumes a lot of air at all times, so at the end of the battle, it is also necessary to reduce the operation intensity of the Great Wall of Righteousness.

Only at this time, do you want to agree?

Xiao Qi, who was sorting out the files handed in from various places, saw Han Qingzhu's appearance and asked curiously, "Sir, what's wrong?"

"It's so weird!"

Han Qingzhu shook his head slightly: "Mordan is too eager to end the Battle of Winter."

"Jin Xiang has fought with him for decades, and he knows him too well. He hopes that the winter will never end, and even if he does not fight, he will station his troops on the border. He will not withdraw and return until the spring flowers bloom."

"Now I have promised to give up seven days to provide front-line supplies!"

"This is abnormal!"

Xiao Qi hesitated for a moment: "Could it be that they retreated and made a comeback? Impossible! It's understandable for a small army, but the army can't hide it when it is repressed."

"After all, there is a thousand-mile wide buffer zone for battle between Manyuan and the North!"

Han Qingzhu also hesitated: "That's why the Prime Minister hesitated."

Xiao Qi thought for a while: "In my humble opinion, is it because the barbarian gods have fallen, and he wants to go back to defend his own interests? After all, the barbarians are different from our human race, and they still take care of their own tribes!"

"It's also possible!" Han Qingzhu nodded, just the most reasonable explanation at the moment, just...

"Where's the tower bone?"

From the beginning of the war, the figure of the tower bone was faintly visible, and until now Mordan has withdrawn, the tower bone has disappeared.

"What is he planning?"

...

Very original.

The mighty barbarian army is slowly marching toward the north, and the huge barbarian beast in the central army is pulling the luxurious and wide golden tent to follow the army.

In the golden tent, Mordan tore off a piece of roasted savage meat, not caring about the oil and water that was flowing down, looked at a savage king kneeling in front of him, and said: "Go back and tell Agu, his request is based on The emperor has done it!"

"If he can succeed and advance to the barbarian god, I hope he can remember his promise!"

The barbarian king pressed his arms across his chest: "Please rest assured, the emperor, the Great Khan of my department has said that the Ilissa and Mordan are good brothers who have crossed over from generation to generation."

"Go." Mordan nodded: "Tell Agu, I am eager to hear the good news of his consecration!"

"I think that the adult in the Golden Horde is also waiting for such news."

"Yes!" The barbarian king saluted again respectfully and withdrew from the golden tent.

Watching the other party leave, Mordan put down the bone stick in his hand, and a coquettish barbarian woman showed her figure beside Mordan.

"My sacrifice, tell me, is my choice right?"

The savage girl bent over, poured a glass of milk wine for Mordan, and handed it to Mordan.

"Khan, the King of the Tower Bone is on the verge of becoming a god. A future barbarian god's favor, still need to talk about it, right?"

When Mordan heard the words, he laughed and drank the milk wine handed over by the barbarian.

...

Taiping City.

As the most advanced city of the human race, it was naturally severely damaged in the Battle of Winter. At this time, the barbarian army retreated and it was time to rebuild the city defense.

"It's a thick pancake again!" A Confucian scholar who was repairing the early warning fortress outside Taiping City took a bite of the military ration that was just distributed, took a bite, chewed it in his mouth seven or eight times, and then swallowed it.

"When will the soft noodles arrive!" The scholar sighed, "I want to eat dumplings, steamed buns, pancakes, and lazi..."

When a centurion heard their words, he stepped forward and said, "Although the thick pancakes are unpalatable, they will not spoil if they are kept for a long time, and occasionally encounter some blood attack attacks! Our Taiping City is not as good as the Great Wall of Righteousness. It's harder."

"Wait a few more days. Now that the barbarian army has retreated, in a few days, there will be caravans coming to Taiping City, and then there will be good luck!"

"Koufu?" the scholar asked, "What kind of koufu? Is there enough meat in the buns?"

The centurion smiled lightly: "In the past, after every winter, Taiping City would hold a feast for three days, called the Spring Festival Banquet, also known as the Taiping Banquet. At that time, you will know what to eat. What kind of dumplings, steamed buns, pancakes... ...no prospects!"

"Have you ever eaten oil-splashed noodles? The green chopped green onions and the red chili noodles are laid flat on the white noodles, heated with good sesame oil, and poured on top. With a sizzle, the aroma came out. "

"That bowl by bowl, it's enough! A group of people eating around is delicious enough!"

"Let me tell you, last year's noodle-eating contest, the champion was Lu Nianfeng from the academy, good guy, ate sixty-six bowls in one go!"

"There is also roasted wild beast meat! Brush the outside of the cut meat with various flavors of sauce and roast it on the fire. The oil will fall on the flame drop by drop, and the fire will flicker. The shiny, red meat is skewered in large chunks on the willow, and the roasted willow juice and the gravy are fused together, take a bite, and the juice bursts in your mouth, it is called a solid!"

"and also……"

"Centurion, stop talking!" The Confucian scholar stopped the centurion's babbling, and wiped the tears from the corners of his mouth. "Besides, my thick cake will be thrown like a stone!"

"By the way, when will this Taiping feast start?"

"Calculate the time, it's only half a month. Follow me when the time comes, and I'll take you to eat..."

"Okay, okay! Centurion, you can count on what you say..." Before he could finish speaking, a burst of air suddenly sounded, and the Confucian scholar's throat was instantly pierced. The thick cake in his hand fell on the ground.

The centurion turned his head and saw a black line in the distance rushing towards them. In the sky, the barbarian blood-breaking arrows that are as dense as raindrops are about to fall.

"Impossible!" A thought quickly appeared in the centurion's mind. In front of them, there were obviously two great Confucians alerting him! Unless... there is a second-rank barbarian king in the barbarian army, no, that is impossible, unless there is a first-rank barbarian king!

Those two great Confucians are already dead!

No, please notify Taiping City!

At this moment, the centurion gave up his defense. He quickly took out a small three-inch long blade from his waist and plunged it directly into his heart.

He is a student of Taiping Academy, he will: open Taiping!

The centurion glanced at the Confucian scholar who fell to the ground, with an apologetic expression on his face: "Sorry, I'm going to break my promise!"

As he said that, he took the body that was almost submerged by the blue light in his body, and jumped up to meet the arrow rain that covered the sky.

At this moment, he felt as if his whole body was on fire, but his mind was clear.

He vaguely remembered the test he took to enter the Taiping Academy.

It was an illusion, and he was going to die in obscurity for the person who guarded the city.

No one knew him, no one sacrificed him, no one missed him.

In this world, he seems to have never appeared!

Mirage asked him, is it worth it?

He only asked one question, are the people of that city saved?

For the first time, Mirage replied that they were all saved. He said it was worth it!

The second time, Mirage replied, the city was destroyed. He said, did anyone escape? Fantasy says yes. He said it was worth it!

The third time, Mirage replied, the city was destroyed, and no one escaped. He said he has no regrets!

"I know why I died, and it is worth it! If I die for the reason I seek, I will not regret it!"

"Who knows if you don't suffer from Bian Ting, you will still smell the fragrance of chivalrous bones even if you die!"

From that day on, he became a student of Taiping Academy!

He looked left and right, and every not far away, the same blue light flew up. At this time, everyone was so puffed up that they couldn't see their original appearance, but he knew that these were classmates who came to repair the early warning line of defense hundreds of miles away from the city.

They felt each other's smiles.

"You gentlemen, don't laugh before you die, and you won't laugh anymore. The fifty taels of silver I owe can be repaid, hahahahaha..."

"Fulan, brother, I can't go back, I like others to go... Hahahahaha..."

"Damn man, I can't eat this year's Taiping Banquet. I've been hungry for three days, and I plan to break Lu Nianfeng's record! Hahahahaha..."

"Damn, the son of a certain is about to lose his father. Hahahahahahaha..."

"If there is a peaceful day, it is worth dying today!"

In an instant, the voices of these Confucian scholars in the world merged together, as if there was a great Confucian's tongue with spring thunder!

"The road is blocked and the long road is difficult,"

"I use my blood to open Taiping!"

The voice fell, and time seemed to stop for a moment.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

Almost at the same time ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the figure in the sky exploded, like a flower blooming in spring.

The blood rain fell, but the righteous azure light in the students' bodies spread out, condensing a azure light curtain, blocking the blood-breaking arrows that filled the sky.

One hundred and twenty-eight students died for warning, no bones left, and no name!

...

"Enemy attack!"

Almost as soon as the cyan light curtain appeared, Zhang Ruoyu, the head of the Taiping College, sensed the change, and then found out the reason, and immediately burst into tears.

"The barbarians are attacking! All are on alert, the formation is activated, and the Great Wall of righteousness is passed on!"

"Students return, great Confucians leave."

"Taiping City, fight!"

In an instant, in Taiping City, the righteous azure light shot straight into the sky!