Losing the protection of the Old Ancestor Peak spell, the three-headed Qilins were completely exposed to the gaze of mortals. They were not at all afraid, raised their heads proudly, and walked around curiously in the barracks. Wherever they passed, the crowd avoided them. Anyone who dared to stop within ten steps had the opportunity to see the long sharp teeth of the two adult Qilins and the posture of the little Qilins preparing to pounce. Although it was only a few years old, its body size was about the same size as its mother, only a little smaller than its father.

But they only gave the three of them the greatest confidence to the defenders of Duanliu City and supported some soldiers to stand still. As for General Mu from the capital, they frightened them as soon as they opened their mouths: there was nowhere to escape, and the demon clan attacked the entire human world. There was no such scene in the most terrifying nightmare.

Chen Hao's eyes kept following the three-headed Qilin, but his ears were listening to Mu Xingqiu's words. He couldn't help but wonder if it would be better if he spoke, but he remained silent and knew that Mu Xingqiu's ability was more than that.

Huang Duwei really hoped that he could be twenty years younger. At that time, he was too brave to use up and wanted to give it to others. He shouted every day to fight with demons. Unlike now, just hearing the words "demon soldiers attack" I was so scared that my legs became weak. The javelin that the flying demon cast in front of the gate of the city guarding palace burned for half an hour. During this period, no one dared to approach or tried to extinguish it. Huang Duwei's confidence in General Mu fell to the bottom at that time, and even when he saw the Qilin, he did not fully recover.

Mu Xingqiu looked at the group of soldiers who were almost throng, and after some of them cried almost and their emotions were slightly stable, he continued: "Those who want to escape from Duanliu City can leave now. I don't need a coward to help me defend this city."

If Mu Xingqiu wanted to use this method to arouse the fighting spirit of the soldiers, it would be a crushing defeat. The soldiers were not ashamed of "cowards" at all. Nearly half of them immediately put down their weapons. As long as one of them took a step, they would follow them and leave the barracks, even if they had nowhere to escape. Escape would still be able to live longer than facing the battle.

"I actually farmed." A soldier said loudly. Duanliu City's military discipline has been decomposed for a long time, and ordinary soldiers are not afraid to speak in front of the general. "Give me a hoe, I'm using it, swords and guns? I don't want to delay the general's meritorious service."

The soldiers agreed in a verbal manner and reported their real professions, either farmers or vendors. More than 300 soldiers, less than 60 people could really hold the sword tightly.

Huang Duwei's face had never been normal in the past day, and it turned red again at this time. He approached General Mu, "The soldiers of the Xuanfu Army here are hereditary and cannot compare with the frontier."

Mu Xingqiu nodded and listened patiently to the soldiers' complaints. No one had walked out of the military camp yet. He felt that this was a good omen, so he raised his right arm and signaled himself to speak, "I just ask one question, will the demon soldiers be killed when they arrive? Will you be the one who is not real soldiers?"

No one said anything.

"When you escape from Duanliu City, can you take away your own fertile fields and shops?"

The soldiers looked at each other, and one of them said in a tangled manner: "We can't defeat the demon soldiers. They can fly and set fires. We... only have three unicorns."

"The demon soldiers can fly, we have bows and arrows, and the demon soldiers can set fires. We can avoid them, and there are not many flying demons, so our enemies still come from the ground." Mu Xingqiu said.

"That's impossible to defeat. The demon troops are extremely powerful and they know magic. One person is more than ten like me." The soldiers still didn't have much confidence.

"There are even a few demon soldiers who know magic skills, and we also have talisman masters."

Liu Ding was not there. He was still writing hard in the arsenal, trying to write more paper talismans. His only request was to have a jar of fine wine. His spirit and ability really boosted some morale.

The soldiers were hesitating and measuring. In essence, they were still ordinary people and had no enthusiasm for war.

Chen Hao whispered: "Give them money."

Mu Xingqiu took out the cloth bag that Lanqi seal gave him, raised it over his head, and whistled at the three Qilins. This was the method of summoning horses. Qilin actually understood the meaning of this sound. The little Qilin immediately ran over, while the adult Qilin walked slowly with solemn steps.

The soldiers moved aside and watched the Qilin up close again, and their confidence became more.

I wonder if the horses in Wrangling Valley can survive the attack of the demon clan, Mu Xingqiu forced himself to throw away this fruitless idea, took out a handful of gold and silver sausages from the bag, and fed the little kirin that was greedy.

There was a fire in the military camp, which made Mu Xingqiu's hand flash, attracting everyone's eyes. The little Qilin stuck out his tongue and swept away half of the light.

Chen Hao admired Mu Xingqiu's quick wisdom and was a little worried. Lan Qizhang clearly stated that gold and silver scrambled should be fed in the morning.

Two adult Qilins came over and stopped the little Qilin behind them, not allowing it to eat anymore, and did not eat it himself. They just stared at Mu Xingqiu, as if accusing him of being too indulgent.

Mu Xingqiu continued to pour gold and silver sausages into his palms, and he didn't care if he landed on the ground. Until the pile of cloth bags far exceeds the capacity of cloth bags, it showed that it was not ordinary cloth bags. He stopped, put away the bags, flipped his palms, and all fell to the ground, and then clapped his hands, "Defend Duanliu City, thank you not only the people, but also the royal family of Xijie Kingdom. The prince himself is in the city. This is just something to feed Qilin, and he has better ones."

In front of everyone, the silver sausages on the ground were blown away by the wind. Faced with such unreasonable squandering and waste, the soldiers who were farmers and vendors were simply angry, and at the same time they were very enthusiastic.

Huang Duwei licked his lips, "Will reinforcements be sent sooner or later in the capital?"

"The capital is fighting against the main force of the demon army, and this is the greatest support. We only need to fight against a small number of demon soldiers. If a large number of demon soldiers really arrive, reinforcements will come."

The soldiers picked up weapons from the ground, and their confidence increased a little more. A soldier stepped forward and asked, "Are you Qilin Generals?"

Mu Xingqiu nodded and touched the little Qilin. It ate all the gold and silver sausages that could be swallowed into its mouth on the ground and in the air, and sniffed it around on humans, hoping to find another one.

"Will you join the war?" asked another soldier. They all had experience. The commander always stirred up the hearts and hid himself in the safe rear.

"We will rush in the front." Mu Xingqiu didn't know how to arrange troops. He only knew that if he wanted to gain trust and respect, he had to lead the way.

"Fight it a battle."

"Aren't it just dozens or hundreds of demon soldiers? The frontier Xuanfu Army can fight, and we can fight too!"

The morale problem is partially solved. Now it is General Mu's turn to select people. Nearly 300 soldiers, nearly half of them are old and weak. Instead of letting them cause chaos in the battlefield, it is better to stay in the rear to perform other tasks.

Mu Xingqiu and Shen Hao selected 100 soldiers and handed them to Huang Duwei to re-form. They took Qilin to meet the talisman master Liu Ding.

The candle was burning in the hut, Liu Ding frowned, his sleeves were rolled up, and he was scribing on the paper as if he was deeply hatred. The hand holding the pen moved quickly and slowly. Every time he finished writing the last stroke, he always had to ponder for a moment before lifting the pen. Two veterans stood next to him, one laying paper and grinding ink for him, and the other holding a wine bowl, which was delivered to the talisman master from time to time.

"There are eighteen levels of talismans." Liu Ding heard the footsteps and didn't even look at it. "Depending on the coherence of the talisman master's intentions when writing, it is the best to be as solid as a rock. It is a perfect talisman. Unfortunately, few people can do it. Then there are one piece, two piece or even seventeen piece of talismans. If there are too many pieces, the talismans written will be useless."

Liu Ding raised his head, his expression becoming more and more indignant. "I feel that I have written at least eleven talismans, why is the talisman official evaluated as 16 talismans? Eight years, eight years, my first crown has not increased at the first level!"

Liu Ding pointed at his head and suddenly remembered that the talisman had been lost. He couldn't help but sigh and threw down his pen, "Let's get here today. If you continue writing, it's just a waste of paper. Your mind is already confused, and your mind is already confused. This is a taboo for the talisman master."

Shen Hao was a Taoist priest from the precepts department and immediately had no good impression of this talisman master who was not well dressed and was addicted to alcohol and arrogant.

"If you can't write, just take a break." Mu Xingqiu walked over. He couldn't see the quality of the talisman, and only cared about the quantity. "How many are there?"

"The fifty-four Xuanfu Army often uses paper talismans, thirty-one pieces of armor, including ten demon-slaying swords and guns, and that's it. There is nothing good in Duanliu City, and pens, ink, paper and ink are the cheapest items. I have written a few pieces, but even if I can write a perfect talisman, it is not very powerful."

"This is already very good. What we have to deal with is a group of ordinary demon soldiers. There is no need for the perfect talisman you mentioned for the time being."

Liu Ding pressed his hand on the table, and his expression turned from indignation to sadness, "It's enough. This is also the idea of ​​Longbin Society, so he fell to this point today. In such a large Duanliu City, there was no decent talisman and weapon. Alas."

"Good statement!" Xin Youtao stepped in, nodded to Mu Xingqiu and Shen Hao, and came to Liu Ding, "The stupid old men of the Longbin Society of Xijieguo should be awake. We need young talents like you."

Liu Ding was stunned and recognized that this was the prince he had met in Xiaoer Fort a few years ago. He acted as he was not brave at all when he set up an ambush to kill the monster, nor was he as cynical as he was today. His face turned red and he was about to kneel down but was supported by Xin Youtao.

"Your name is Liu Ding, right? You have to have an opportunity to do anything. The demon soldiers invaded Xijie Kingdom, perhaps it is an opportunity to save the Longbin Society. Maybe a great cause will begin in Duanliu City."

The influence of His Highness the prince is much greater than that of the general. Liu Ding was surprised and was humble and boasted, and he was a little incoherent.

Xin Youtao happily accepted the loyalty of the talisman master and ordered two veterans to send Liu Ding back to his room to rest.

There are no outsiders in the arsenal, Shen Hao shook his head, "I really don't adapt to this mortal world. Do you have to learn to lie first when doing anything?"

Mu Xingqiu and Xin Youtao looked at each other. In less than a day, both of them had told several lies. Xin Youtao and Shen Hao were much closer than before, so they were not angry. They laughed and said, "This is not called lying, this is called an unfulfilled promise. Mu Xingqiu, I heard that you have made many such promises for the royal family of Xijie."

"Don't let me be a liar." Mu Xingqiu said with a smile. Although he was also a Taoist priest, he was not particularly disgusted with the "this arrangement in the mortal world". "The royal family of Xijie will have to be realized in the future."

"Of course, Duanliu City is the territory of Xijie Kingdom. Everyone who contributes to defending it will receive rewards from the royal family." Xin Youtao's expression was correct, "Of course, the premise is that the royal family of Xijie Kingdom still exists. I just got the message of Feifu. The royal family's 10,000 purple talisman army and 20,000 Xuanfu army were defeated by demon soldiers 800 miles north of the capital. The Mountain of Demon Fire continues to advance and will reach the capital tomorrow."

First, the Laozu Peak was destroyed, and then the capital was in danger. Prince Xin Youtao suffered a double blow, but he seemed very calm. "This means that the demon army will soon divide its troops to capture the cities. Defending Duanliu City is not only important to Pangshan Zushi Tower, but may also be important to Xijieguo."

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