The land of Tanzhou.

The Jigu Sect rebellion was in a vigorous and dominant situation.

Suddenly I discovered that several times the enemy emerged from somewhere.

The Tanzhou army and guard station, which were facing the enemy, became a large army of corpse puppets breaking through the ground.

How many people died in Tanzhou when the rebels rebelled?

There are so many corpse puppets at this time.

Even more than that.

In the longer years.

There are many corpse puppet burial places like Wuliyuan corpse puppet cemetery.

With the drastic changes in Dingcheng.

At this moment, the cemetery "live" at the same time.

The rebels of Jigu Sect and the corpse puppet army are not on the same level in terms of number and combat power.

The country of Jigu, which is like a child, collapsed in less than half a day.

Emperor Sha'er fell into the toilet and escaped a disaster.

It is said that fools have good fortune, but the fate of the foolish emperor.

It's so magical.

The so-called Holy Son Legion gave Jigu Kingdom a fatal blow.

The Holy Son Legion, which had always been restrained by the elites of the Tanzhou Army, swaggered back to Feiyueling and slaughtered the Jigu Kingdom.

The elite Tanzhou army ignored it and returned to Dingcheng. With the cooperation of the corpse puppet army, they easily broke through the city gate guarded by the demon barbarians and cleared out the invading demon barbarians.

The corpse puppets entered the city, the ghosts appeared, the resentful souls were everywhere, and zombies were rampant.

Dingcheng is a ghostly creature.

Cao Guangxiao was at a loss in the Soul-Superior Institute.

First, we deal with the strange corpse transformation.

Before I figured out my mind, I had to face the sudden attack of monsters.

I thought the invasion of the demon clan had gone a little more and more.

The army of corpse puppets entered the city, slaughtering the city without distinguishing between enemies and us.

The Tanzhou army, who should have guarded the city, cooperated with the corpse puppets to capture the people.

Cao Guangxiao probably got his clues. The biggest rebels in the chaotic Tanzhou Rebellion were no one else, but the Tanzhou Army.

He couldn't figure out why General Zhou wanted to rebel and why he wanted to get involved with the army of corpse puppets.

Does it mean that the undead tribes in the Eighteen Prisons have also rebelled?

What is the situation of the zombie tribe suppressed in the Eighteen Prisons?

Cao Guangxiao had no clue, and the current situation could not allow him to think too much.

He took his colleagues from the Soul Suppression Institute to fight against the enemy with difficulty.

Fortunately, Dingcheng at this time is the most inseparable soul, and the number of soul troops is inexhaustible.

The soul-suppressing envoy of the Soul-Suppressing Institute had to retreat in the face of the army of corpse puppets that had been attacking one after another.

Cao Guangxiao led his men to start street fighting guerrilla warfare and retreated. He attacked the city gates for multiple rounds without getting it. He could only break it into pieces and avoid hunting, hoping to drag the border troops to aid.

Also unable to understand is Shan Yanwu, the governor of Tanzhou.

His mood went from shock to loss to igniting hope, and then became incredible.

"You turned out to be you."

Shan Yanwu pointed at Zhou Bin, who was covered in blood in his armor, and a mouthful of old blood was blocking his heart and could not get down.

"Why?"

Shan Yanwu looked around in a daze.

The entire Tanzhou officialdom was either like a man named Qin who was like a man who wanted to be stalked by a mantis and a mantis behind the cicada or a mantis, or a rebel who followed Zhou Bin to rebel, and there were very few people standing on the same front as him. Even if there were, they were slaughtered by Zhou Bin.

"Why?" Zhou Bin took off his armor, fell off to the ground, and rubbed the blood stains on his hands and smiled: "How many whys? The destiny stone is resolved, and the zombie tribe is about to prosper, it's that simple."

Shan Yanwu was a little lost and murmured: "You are the masterminds behind the rebellion of Jigu Sect?"

Zhou Bin shook his head, rolled up his sleeves, sat down with Jindao Dama, drinking tea and rinsing his mouth.

He rinsed a few sips, spit the tea on the ground, and smacked the corner of his lips and said, "For the sake of your and my colleagues for many years, I don't mind scrutinizing it for you."

"The rebellion of the Jigu Cult has nothing to do with me. The house they set up to play is a game in our opinion."

"But this game is my wish. We need them to attract Dashun's attention. I will not appear abrupt when I deploy troops and generals."

"More importantly, the Immortal Legion needs a large number of corpses. How to obtain a large amount of materials will not arouse the vigilance of the Dashun Dynasty. The suppression of the Jigu Sect is the best cover-up."

"It's just that the combat power of the Jigu Sect is too weak. The elite Tanzhou has suppressed the Jade Fish more and more chaotic. It's a bit unreasonable. In order to demonstrate the combat power of the Jigu Sect, we helped them form a powerful Saint Son Legion dominated by silver corpses."

"In order to make the scene more realistic, we even really fill in an elite force to build momentum for the Holy Son Legion, creating the illusion that the Jigu Cult rebels are powerful."

"With this illusion, whether it is the Tanzhou Army or the garrison, the number of winners and losses will not become one-sided suppression. Then, the time of this rebellion will be infinitely extended, and it will be natural."

"We need time and time to collect materials for corpse refining. Simply put, the longer the war in Tanzhou, the more people die, the more beneficial it will be to our plan."

"We thought of the demon clan's legs in it, and we had already prepared for it. But we didn't expect that Dao Zheng Qin, the idiot, jumped out so early, disrupting my rhythm. Now, it must be the anonymous report letter that night that forced him to jump over the wall."

"He made a clever move to introduce the matter of garrison and the state army selling corpses. He wanted to take the opportunity to attack the general's forces in Dingcheng. I took the initiative and pushed the Tongzhi out by the way."

"Oh, you may not know yet. In fact, Tongzhi is a spy from the demon clan, and the guard is mine."

"Why?" Shan Yanwu had already guessed 70% in his heart, but he couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"

"Didn't you guessed it?" Zhou Bin knocked on the tea bowl and said slowly: "We are the great restoration warriors of the Liewu Empire and the supreme zombie."

"It's an undead." Zhou Bin's words were interrupted by a sudden voice, and he said dissatisfiedly: "It's not about fighting for the Liewu Empire, but about fighting for freedom."

"Haha, it's all the same." Zhou Bin seemed a little afraid of the girl who was playing with the shadow blade behind him, and said in a stronger tone: "Our purpose is the same."

"I understand." Shan Yanwu laughed anxiously as if he was released. "The prisoners and prisoners of the Eighteen Prisons were mixed together."

"So, for so many years, the so-called undead tribe has been acting. In fact, to imprison and guard the remnants of the previous dynasty, they actually protect themselves. In fact, God is also him, and ghost is also him."

"Just like the situation in Tanzhou, the rebels are you, and the Dashun army is also you. You are just using the Jigu Sect to rebel and raise the enemy to respect yourself."

Shan Yanwu showed a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth and said disdainfully: "After all, it is just a group of failed remnants of the previous dynasty, who hide in the dark and dare not be open and upright."

"Rats are rats. So what if you take over Tanzhou? Not to mention the Kyoto King Army, even if the 300,000 border troops are enough to crush you."

"When did I say I would occupy Tanzhou?" Zhou Bin clapped his hands, stood up with his knees, leaned over to Shan Yanwu, and pulled him up.

Zhou Bin smiled and straightened Shan Yanwu's official robe. He stepped back and looked at him twice. Then he patted his shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Tanzhou's parents should have the appearance of a parent official. It's good, he is not afraid of danger. Even though he knows that he is dead, he still looks calm. He is a scholar. Sometimes he is so stupid and cute."

"For the sake of being an official in the city for many years, I would like to ask you to see the good show."

Zhou Bin held Shan Yanwu so close that he was like a friend he had not seen for many years, and enthusiastically guided him.

Now that things have come to this point, Shan Yanwu has already put life and death aside. For the positive and negative things are death, why not die calmly?

He pushed Zhou Bin away, followed his official robe, and said loudly: "I don't want to screen with the traitors and robbers, and start."

Zhou Bin did not think he was angry, but instead smiled and applauded.

"Susty." The girl who fell behind the two of them not far away and close rolled her eyes on Zhou Bin's back. The voice was neither too loud nor too small, just enough for the two of them to hear it.

Zhou Binquan pretended not to hear it, and signaled the officers and soldiers who were cleaning the bodies in the government office to make way.

Shan Yanwu shook his cuffs, looked fearless, and raised his foot out of the government office.

On the road, the people of Dingcheng were suppressed by rebels mainly composed of Tanzhou army and corpse puppets and drove forward.

There are also people in the team who transform from time to time.

He was picked out by a corpse carrying a carcass and refined in the street.

The commotion of corpses caused panic and noise among the people.

The rebels stabbed the spear and the streets were blood flowing.

Shan Yanwu's eyes were split and he stared at Zhou Bin, and his gums were bleeding due to hatred.

There were events in Dingcheng where rebels drove away the people. Countless rebel teams were pressing against ragged and sobbing people, rushing into the city.

The people who were at a loss were driven forward like flocks of sheep.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Shan Yanwu clenched his fists and looked at the endless people, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

From a distance, there are several Jingguans of considerable size in the city.

Those are the demon races who thought they could take Dingcheng into their pockets earlier.

Daoist Qin's head was inserted into the highest position by a long spear, standing tall on the head of the flock, his eyes wide and round.
To be continued...