The miracles needed by Taoist priests of Pangshan appeared in an extremely unique appearance, and many people did not even recognize them at first.

That morning, more than a dozen soldiers stood in a row, their clothes and armor were broken, only three people holding weapons, and the others were bare hands and fists. They ran all the way and had just arrived at Duanliu City and volunteered to join the defenders.

"Who has fought a war with demon soldiers?" Mu Xingqiu asked. He was still a "general". The military and civilians in the city called him that, and they felt that this was more intimate than "immortals".

The soldiers looked at each other, but no one said anything.

Mu Xingqiu sighed softly in his heart. The new soldiers who have joined these days have never participated in a war. When the city guards heard that the demon soldiers came to flee first, the city guards naturally dispersed. They were young and strong, but they were not fully prepared for the battle they were about to participate in. They only knew that there were immortals in the city, which was very safe.

The soldiers who had been in contact with the demon soldiers and survived by chance all ran away, treating Duanliu City as a passing place, crossing the bridge without looking back toward Dongjieguo, leaving only a trace of fear.

Fear is the vanguard of the demon clan. The fugitives recalled the power and cruelty of the demon soldiers, and their faces were all terrified, "I can't fight at all." They said as they walked, "especially those strange beasts, who were rushing around and could not resist it by humans."

Taoist priests of Pangshan are trying to fight against this fear that they are all in: Yang Qingyin killed two flying monsters hovering at high altitude one after another, but she encountered a problem. Most ordinary people could only see the result of killing monsters, but could not see the fireballs she emitted. The low-key five elements magic became a disadvantage at this time; Xin Youtao changed into worldly clothes again, rushing around among the refugees entering the city every day to comfort the soldiers who fled to stay; Shen Hao and others had to show their powerful power to the newly arrived soldiers every day to enhance their confidence.

What Mu Xingqiu needs most at this time is a real general, with rich experience, knowing how to arrange troops and arrange formations, and being able to fully utilize the strength of the defenders of Duanliu City.

There was a noise at the gate of the military camp, and a group of unexpected people came.

"Mu Xingqiu!" A familiar voice outside the camp called out his name loudly. "Mu Xingqiu, it's me, don't be a general and forget your old friend!"

It was a beggar wearing a torn dress. His face was dirty and he could not tell his original appearance. The dozens of people around him were almost the same as him. Among the refugees who had been flooding in for days, this group was the most miserable.

Mu Xingqiu left the recruits behind, almost jumped to the gate of the barracks, and ordered the soldiers to let go. He grabbed the bold beggar, and was very surprised, "You... why... you escaped, haha, you escaped! You escaped too!"

The soldiers guarding the gate looked at each other, but General Mu never put on airs, but he never lost his composure and was even incoherent.

The beggar grinned, "It's not that he escaped. It's just a little bit, just a little bit. Looking back, I saw the Old Ancestor Peak..."

"Come in and talk." Mu Xingqiu grabbed the beggar's hand, and the worry that had been over the past few days was wiped out. He had never been so happy since the attack on the Ancestor Peak. He walked and shouted at the Taoist priests scattered around the military camp: "Shen Hao, Yang Qingyin, come here quickly. See who is coming!"

A group of beggars smiled even happier. The person who was shook hands by Mu Xingqiu raised his hand to wipe away the dirt on his face, revealing his true face. He shouted in a louder voice: "Yes, let's see who is still alive."

Thirty and forty disciples from the Zhiyong Institute, led by Daliang Chen Xiuming, finally arrived at Duanliu City, where Chen Tongyou, Mu Feihuang and Zhao Dayi were all among them.

Taoist priests of Pangshan gathered here, and several of them were not familiar with Zhiyong's disciples. They were still contemptuous in their hearts before, but today's reunion made everyone overjoyed. Xiao Qingtao rushed up and hugged Chen Xiuming and cried. The grudges that the two had been with Chen Xiuwei for a long time suddenly became nothing important at all.

The soldiers in the military camp were stunned. In their imagination, the immortal would not have acted so ecstatically.

Xin Youtao took everyone to the main hall of the military camp, forbidden outsiders from entering, asked each other and made noises endlessly. Finally, he calmed down and listened to Chen Xiuming telling about their escape experience.

That night, Zhiyong received an alarm from the incense burner of the Laozu Peak. Everyone was panicked. Only a few people followed the order and immediately fled to the south. The other disciples hesitated and thought that Laozu Peak could definitely solve the crisis. Chen Xiuming had no idea about the experience of these people. He was the first group of people to escape.

They first escaped to Xianrenji, and stopped there for a while. They found that the fire in Jinghu Village was getting bigger and bigger, so they followed the official road and quickly caught up with the residents of Xianrenji, fled to Baizhangcheng.

Early that morning, the people on the escaped road heard a loud noise behind them. The road under their feet was rising and falling like a small boat in the sea. Looking back, they found that an extremely huge volcano was slowly moving forward, and the place they passed was Laozu Peak.

The fugitives were divided as a result, and the disciples of the Institute of Technology were still gathered together, and they didn't know where to escape, but just tried to stay away from the volcano.

They first rushed to the capital of Xijieguo, thinking that it was the safest there. Who would have thought that it was overlapping with the direction of the attack of the demon soldiers. They were in danger several times on the way and even fought with a small group of demon soldiers. Soon they changed direction and fled southeast, not daring to approach any city, and could only move in the wilderness, and finally they all looked like beggars.

It was not until a few days ago that they heard that there were a group of Taoist priests guarding the city in Duanliu City, so they came day and night. When they heard about the names of Prince and General Mu, they immediately knew who this was.

After the joy, there was sadness. The Laozu Peak was gone, hundreds of Taoist priests died in battle, and the workplace, Jinghu Village, and the immortals had all been razed to the ground, with more casualties.

Chen Hao broke the silence and patted Chen Xiuming on the shoulder, "It's a miracle that you can escape the demon soldiers all the way."

Most of the disciples of Zhiyong Institute were sent to Pangshan at a very young age, and had never left. They knew very little about the outside world. It was indeed not easy to be able to walk thousands of miles safely.

Chen Xiuming and others did not take credit, but made it automatically. "If it weren't for Mr. Pan San, we would have been lost in the direction and bumped into the demon soldiers."

Mr. Pan San was more like a beggar than anyone else. A old man smiled on his tired face, "I have fought with the demon soldiers, and I have some experience, and I am also familiar with Xijieguo. Your Highness, Prince, I wrote you the night that the ancestor peak was attacked, I don't know if you received it."

"No, it was too chaotic at that time. Feifu probably couldn't reach the Old Ancestor Peak. Just be alive." Xin Youtao's excitement had long passed. As soon as he saw the veteran in the crowd, he remembered his sister, so he didn't say hello.

Mr. Pan San guessed the prince’s concern, “I received a letter from the princess on the road.”

Xin Youtao jumped to the veteran in one step, "What did my sister... say?"

"The capital was not lost at that time. The princess said that the demon soldiers were invincible. She decided to take people out of the capital and seek help from the major vassal states and the saint dynasties, so that I could pay attention to the news and meet her at any time. Your Highness forgives the crime, and the road is too dangerous. I will destroy the letter."

Xin Youtao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Mu Xingqiu excitedly, "My sister is still alive, still alive! She is smarter than the entire Xijie royal family. She knows how to avoid the enemy's edge and retreat to advance, just like Zuo Liuying..."

Mu Xingqiu found that there was an acquaintance in the crowd. Among the fugitives, his clothes were quite neat and a baby was still in his arms. Zhang Lingsheng's eyes were dodging and whispered: "Mu...General Mu."

"Don't call me that. Everyone here is Pangshan's disciples, and Mr. Pan San is all."

"I am just a veteran, but I can't afford the four words "Pangshan Disciple"." Mr. Pan said with a smile.

There was definitely no way to stay in the inn. Xin Youtao knew that his sister had left the capital early. He was very happy and immediately went out to arrange accommodation and food for everyone. Several female disciples helped Zhang Lingsheng take care of the baby. It was too chaotic that night, and Zhang Lingsheng and his wife were separated. He insisted on walking down with his fatherly love in his heart. He almost exhausted his years of practice and really needed some help.

Several young men from Yelin Town gathered together. Speaking of Guan Jinwu who stayed at the Old Ancestor Peak, they were all sad. Shen Xiuming said: "Isn't Duanliu City recruiting soldiers? Let's join. Although we have never been a soldier or fought a war, after all, we have practiced for a few years, and we are always better than ordinary people."

Mu Feihuang and others were going to join the Xuanfu Army, so they just waited for the prince to refine magic weapons and wrote a letter of recommendation, so they were very enthusiastic.

Mu Xingqiu needed to replenish his strength, of course he would not refuse, but these disciples of the Institute of Use still cannot solve the most urgent problem at the moment - the lack of a qualified commander of the Xuanfu Army in Duanliu City.

It was not until this time that Mu Xingqiu's eyes turned to Mr. Pan San again. This was a veteran with rich combat experience. He led a group of young people through the territory occupied by demon soldiers to Duanliu City. The most important thing was that he was appreciated by the princess and even received her letter on the way to escape.

Mu Xingqiu only met the princess once, and has had several letters since then, and he admired her knowledge and vision very much.

Taking advantage of Shen Hao introducing the situation to several young men in Yelin Town, Mu Xingqiu walked to the veteran and said solemnly: "Duanliu City needs a real general."

"I am a soldier, not a general. When there are too many people, I will be in a hurry."

"That's not a problem, how many people do you think you can command?"

The veteran thought for a while, "Eight, nine hundred people? At most one thousand, no matter how many of them, my eyes are not enough."

Mu Xingqiu laughed, which attracted everyone's attention. Mr. Pan San was a little dissatisfied, "Master Mu, don't look down on others so much, right? I've long said that I am a soldier, not a general."

"No, you are the general I am looking for. There are only more than 300 soldiers in Duanliu City. Can you command it?"

Mr. Pan San was not humble either. He tried his best to think about it for a while, "There are military rations for me to have a few full meals?"

"have."

"I want the prince's own appointment letter, at least an official seal on it."

"That's for sure."

"Haha." Mr. Pan San laughed twice, "Who could have thought that Pan Jufu, who had retired for many years, could become a general. Even if he died on the battlefield, it would be worth it."

"A thousand demon soldiers are coming to Duanliu City. General Pan, we don't want to lose or die, we just want to win."

"A thousand demon soldiers? It seems that General Pan has to spend some time." The veteran showed a confident smile on his dirty face, and he already had a bit of the general's temperament.
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