It seemed to be to celebrate this victory, after the battle, the wind and snow became significantly smaller.

The cotton jackets peeled from Rakshasa were transported back to the bunker as the first batch of trophys. After the human soldiers had more cold-proof objects, they participated in the cleaning of the battlefield. Everyone was surprised when they saw the broken camp. Unexpectedly, more than 70 people could solve more than 200 Rakshasa. They were then told that half of them were killed by their General Li himself.

But after knowing this, the human soldiers did not show surprise. On the contrary, they showed some tacit mysterious expression, as if everyone was keeping some secrets. Even the most touching female warrior asked questions in various provocative ways, no one revealed a word.

Li Bochen was very satisfied with this. In fact, this was a test. He had already told these soldiers that unless he allowed him, he could not reveal his name to others. What he had done on the banks of the Qianjiang River. He once thought that among these men who had not seen women for several years, there would always be some who could not help but show off this matter, but they did not expect that each of them would perform beyond their expectations. And this time what he did for them obviously consolidated their loyalty - more than one person raised his hand and saluted when he passed by him.

He sat in the room next to the entrance of the bunker to eat jerky meat and drink hot water. He didn't feel cold at all and was still immersed in the battle just now.

First, he disguised himself as Rakshasa by using the magic transformation technique, killing the people at the end of the team one by one, and then provoking internal struggles, supplemented by Yin soldiers, and finally wiped out more than a hundred Rakshasa. Just a few months ago, he might not even be able to deal with one Rakshasa himself. In fact, at the beginning, he did not expect such a result. This feeling made him fascinated, and even thought, if there were more Rakshasa at that time...

At this time, Yang Baoping came over and interrupted his thoughts.

"I have to tell you the truth. In fact, I don't even have a camp myself. This year, Li Ducheng sent out every child except the eldest son and daughter to self-reliance. I am one hundred people, and I am all my people." Yang Baoping looked at Li Bochen and said, "Of course there are no more than a hundred people now. I can't actually provide you with one month's food, because I don't know where my food will be next month."

Li Bochen was silent for a moment and swallowed his flesh: "But your people do know how to live in Beiyuan?"

"This is something that every child in Li Ducheng has to start learning since childhood."

"Then why are you here? Do you want to live here?"

"To find the Sumeru people." Yang Baoping said while observing Li Bochen's reaction, but she felt that she could not see anything. If the person in front of her was angry or even angry, she felt that she could deal with it calmly. But now he seemed to be indifferent, which made her slowly start to feel nervous.

She had to say a little more to show sincerity: "I heard that the priest of the Sumeru people and the leader of the Sumeru tribe also came here. We need some things from the Sumeru people - the higher the Sumeru people, the better - to farm wheat. We caught a Rakshasa who escaped from here, and she said that the demon army was defeated here and was wiped out. I want to try my luck to see if I can find a dead Sumeru person."

Li Bochen thought for a while: "How do you farm wheat on the Sumeru people? Do you eat it?"

Yang Baoping refused the jerky he handed over, but because of his actions, his heart suddenly became lighter: "It is difficult for the Sumeru people to die. Even if the things on the Sumeru people are soaked in water, they will grow slowly, and the water soaked in this thing will become a good fat. If the ground wheat grows well, either the temperature is higher or the fat must be used."

Li Bochen nodded and asked again: "When we first met, you asked me if I knew a person named Li Bochen - the person you caught that Rakshasa told you?"

"Um."

"Is that Rakshasa a woman? She calls herself a Pale family and is called Luri Ruoya? Did you kill her?"

Yang Baoping was stunned: "Ah? How did you know... I didn't kill her, I let her go. I thought if what she said was true, the more Rakshasa she knew, the better."

"That's a pity." Li Bochen said, "This Luri Ruoya is a fire transmitter - you should know better what she is doing than me."

Yang Baoping widened his eyes: "The fire transmitter!? The fire transmitter can find the fire meridian! How do you know her? Oh, what you said is true? Damn, I fucking let her go! Is it true??"

Li Bochen said: "General Yang, you know my surname is Li. But you didn't seem to ask what my name is."

Yang Baoping looked at his face, then took a step back, his tone became hesitant and surprised: "You... can't be that Li Bochen, right? But yesterday-"

"I said yesterday that Li Bochen was a man, in his twenties, wearing black armor." Li Bochen smiled, "Aren't I a man in his twenties wearing black armor?"

"...You really killed the entire demon army!?"

Li Bochen shook his head: "The Rakshasa in that demon army had a long conflict with the monsters. When I rushed to save people, they happened to have an internal strife. I just killed the commander of the demon army. I was exhausted just now when I killed a hundred Rakshasa. Why would I kill 100,000 people by myself?"

"This makes sense." Yang Baoping looked at Li Bochen carefully, "But you must be a spirit master, right? The Rakshasa said he saw the spirit god."

For most people, the "spirit master" is not a likable identity. Li Bochen does not want to cause grudges in both parties at this time. So he said: "There was a spiritual god that night. However, I think that should be a true lord under the throne of Emperor Beichen. As for me - I swear by Emperor Beichen - I am definitely not the spiritual master of the secret spirit."

"Then you..." Yang Baoping thought for a while and smiled, "Forget it, I won't ask anything else, just ask--A person like you really want to stay in Kitahara?"

Li Bochen solemnly replied: "I don't want to. I have family in the south. But I will stay here for at least a year because I need a strong army."

Yang Baoping turned around and looked at the people coming and going in the stone corridor: "Just them?"

Li Bochen said: "Before I told you that my name is Li Bochen, none of them missed it. You kill Rakshasa like chopping melons and vegetables because you are organized and disciplined - you should understand more than anyone how terrible an army that is enforced by orders is. Obviously, these people have done this now, and I am very confident in them."
Chapter completed!