As the sun sets, the afterglow shines on the bodies of the lost lives under Yong'an City. Each of them still has the madness of the moment before his death, and their faces are ferocious.

The corpses on the ground were lying in a row, and blood penetrated into the soil, making the originally dried soil sticky and moist.

Crows were hovering in the sky, and they had long wanted to fall. In the eyes of these crows, the city was surrounded, and there were camps at every direction and every pass away from the city. The open spaces under the city were now full of corpses.

Outside the city was the Qing Dynasty, and inside the city was the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom that worshipped the God-sected religion.

Now it is the end of a war, and both sides have stopped their troops. However, there are still people bent over among these corpses, looking at the corpses. This is naturally necessary to clean up the battlefield and then move the corpses away, so that they cannot rot there, so as not to cause plague. Although the practitioners in it may not be afraid, the people under their command are mortals, and they are afraid.

Only monks who have really brought soldiers to fight in the military camp and on the battlefield know that if they can match the evil spirits of the soldiers and generals under their command, both magic and magical powers will rise exponentially. In the eyes of many monks, those soldiers are similar to Taoist soldiers and heavenly soldiers in the Heavenly Court. However, they do not call Taoist soldiers or heavenly soldiers, but evil soldiers. Of course, this only exists among the various monks.

One of them kept flipping between the corpses, and finally carried a tall corpse with a ferocious face and a strong killing aura on his face, and headed to a military camp of the Qing army.

Other people carrying the jars were also squatting beside the corpses, facing the mouth of the black jars to the face of the corpse, and then muttering words in their mouths. Then the black jars emitted a faint light and sucked a ray of gray gas from the corpse into it.

Whether it is carrying corpses or collecting the remains of the body, they are just ordinary people. If any practitioner dares to come out to collect these, they will be surrounded and killed in a short while, but these ordinary people will be able to be peaceful.

Li Xiucheng has been a little disappointed recently. Young people have always been full of dreams and passion, especially after seeing that those people of similar size as him have already gone to the battlefield, killed the enemy and made contributions, and became a small officer, he felt even more disappointed.

Since the Jintian Uprising at the beginning of the year, the Taiping Army has clashed left and right, and after several major battles, it has finally captured Yong'an City, but they are also trapped here.

"Li Xiucheng, where is your knife?"

Someone shouted at Li Xiucheng. If Li Xiucheng didn't look back, he knew that it was Qiao Chang who was talking. His voice was full of jokes. When Li Xiucheng first became Yi Yan's gatekeeper, the scene where his father shouted at his knife was now a laughing stock.

"Li Xiucheng, where is your door?" Another person asked loudly, this was Liu Yihu.

Li Xiucheng ignored them, and he waited here for Yi Yan to come out.

A few days ago, Hong Xiuquan proclaimed himself the King of Heaven, Yang Xiuqing as the King of East, Feng Yunshan as the King of South, Xiao Chao Guixi, Northern King Wei Changhui, Yi Wang Shi Dakai, and Eastern King Yang Xiuqing was the King of East.

Today, everyone was recruited again, including Yi Yan.

The reason why Li Xiucheng was ridiculed is that many people have obtained official positions during this title of king. However, Yi Yan, who was already famous in Zijing Mountain, has nothing, and is still under the title of the Destiny Master. However, now everyone wants to lead troops to fight, so who cares about the Destiny Master?

And on this battlefield, if there is no military power, no title is useful.

"In life, only by being able to hold on can you survive. How can you understand this sentence?" Li Xiucheng looked at them and said with his head high, "Losing cannot lose."

"Oh, if you haven't seen each other for a few days, you will even lose your book bag. It's different from the owner. You've become a cultural person." Qiao Changzheng laughed.

What he said was right, this sentence was said by Yi Yan.

Li Xiucheng was so angry that he wanted to beat him, but he had more than a dozen people around him. Besides, if the fight was found out by the above, those of them might be fine, and Li Xiucheng himself must have something to do. He has been with Yi Yan for so long, and he is also a smart person, and he can see that Yi Yan's identity is a bit embarrassing here.

"I hope sir can have the opportunity to lead troops in the army." Li Xiucheng stood there thinking that this was the former Yong'an County Government, and Li Xiucheng was waiting for Yi Yan to come out here.

He waited until dark and was so hungry that he was still rumbled, but he still didn't leave. At the age of fourteen, he was as mature as an adult because of his hardships, and naturally he also had the aura of a young man.

Over the past few days, there have been constant separations of life and death, constant battles, and people have been constantly rising or dying between life and death. Chen Yucheng's heart has long been like fire, and some people will be afraid in front of death. He has not. He has long seen too much death. He knows that this is an opportunity to stand out and the best opportunity to stand out.

He wants to win his life as lowly as a dog to make a name for himself and win his best.

Just a few days ago, he was standing in a corner next to Yi Yan, watching Hong Xiuquan's title of king and official, and the thought that one day you will notice me flashed in his heart.

One by one, one by one, and the people waiting outside left. When they left, they raised their chin high at Li Xiucheng, which was self-evident.

Finally, he saw Yi Yan coming out and immediately met him. Although he didn't speak, the meaning in his eyes had already been revealed.

"From now on, I will be a member of the Southern King. The official position is temporarily the Zuo Sima, and you can recruit 250 people by yourself." Yi Yan said.

"Yeah! I'll go call someone now." Li Xiucheng jumped and said loudly.

Yi Yan looked at him and called people without stopping him, but he was thinking in his heart that his shouting would bring everyone to the road of death. How many of the people he called could survive?

These days, he had the military evil aura condensed from the initial killing, cruelty, violent, and violent aura that was not suitable for the military camp. Later, after he adapted, he found that bathing the soul in the war evil could have a very good effect on the soul.

This time he asked Feng Yunshan for a position, and Feng Yunshan agreed readily.

As Yi Yan knows, many people are using military evil spirits to refine magic weapons, and some people collect residual souls to refine unknown banners. Some are directly sucking and spitting out the military evil spirit's energy to practice.

Yi Yan intends to take the opportunity to practice his soul, and the most important place to temper his soul in the endless killing.

After dawn, Li Xiucheng found Yi Yan and said that he had found 207 people.

None of the 207 people was in their prime, either old or young. Yi Yan looked at the people standing in a row of more than ten rows, but did not say much motivation. He just let them enter the tent where he lived, and then put a talisman on his back and told them that this talisman could make them stronger.

The talisman seal was realized by Yi Yan from the divine text of the heavenly plaque engraved on his own back.

That talisman can absorb the aura of military evil and transform their physical bodies. As long as they can survive one or two wars, they can surpass those middle-aged people.

This period of battle has made Yi Yan deeply realize that these seemingly ordinary people have such powerful power after gathering together. If a monk is in the military camp, several monks of the same level will probably fall into it. This is also the reason why all monks have been careful to be with their own army these days and never act alone. First, they have to practice, and second, they are alone. If they meet an army with monks in charge, they will be doomed again.

Yi Yan wanted to take such an army back to his hometown, and those who joined the army joined the army because they were unable to survive, and they also wanted to make a name for themselves.

Not long after Yong'an was crowned king, a manifesto spread throughout the world.

"The world is the world of China, not the world of the barbarians; food and clothing are the food and clothing of China, not the food and clothing of the barbarians... The Tartars manage ten families, and the women of China want all the people of China to be the Hu family. China has a spouse of China, and now the Manchu demons have all the beautiful concubines of China, and they are slaves and concubines. Three thousand pinks are all defiled by the Jie dogs. Millions of beauties actually sleep with the Saohu, and they are sad and talk about it. They are defamated by the women of China..."

That is, the day after the manifesto was published, the Qing army began to attack the city.

The siege battle was extremely fierce.
Chapter completed!