The wind at night was getting colder and colder, the leaves were blown all over the place. Zhou Qingfeng didn't need to use his eyes to see, he could hear the general situation outside of his stronghold just by listening.
Dashan's group was defeated, only a few of the fifty or so servants were left. Only he and his sons, who were the main force of his family, managed to escape. He didn't even hesitate to abandon an injured young son to cover the retreat. That sixteen or seventeen year old female true girl's leg was cut in the chaotic battle, in the end, she could only grab a heavy spear and block the entrance of the stronghold, waving it non-stop while shouting fiercely.
When Zhou Qingfeng, who was riding on the puppet goat, caught up to him, this' abandoned pawn 'who was like a desperado was obviously stunned. He stood there covered in blood, the tip of his spear was still stable, but his eyes showed the fear of not being able to live.
When Zhou Qingfeng got closer, the 'abandoned pawn's' knees went soft and was about to kneel down to surrender. But Zhou Qingfeng's expression was very ugly, and his mood was even worse, so he directly said 'shoot him to death'.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh, a few sharp arrows took away a life.
The civil war was temporarily over.
Torches were lit inside the stronghold, and the blood and corpses on the ground were naturally taken care of. Zhou Qingfeng made some simple arrangements for the clean-up work. He stood in front of the destroyed gate of the stronghold and stared blankly at the dark night. When Dashan escaped, the black bear demon spirit that he summoned directly tore down the gate.
It really was' when it rains, it pours' ….
Zhou Qingfeng ordered people to find some wood to block the gate, then arranged for Jia Gang to track the traces of Dashan's group's escape. When Jia Gang rushed to Zhou Qingfeng's side, he comforted him in a low voice: "We didn't leave empty-handed."
Under the illumination of the torches, Jia Gang threw a black tiger statue to Zhou Qingfeng. "This is the tiger demon spirit that was sent flying by your military formation spell, you can use it after infusing it with spirit energy again. But the tiger soul inside wasn't that strong to begin with, and it was completely destroyed by you. Don't you have Uța's Heroic Spirit? Why don't you try it? "
Uța's Valiant Spirit could only be used by Zhou Qingfeng to store spiritual energy, but the amount it could store was not as much as the Eastern Pearl. And now, with this Demon Spirit Statue, he might be able to make an artifact for Uța's Hero Spirit to hold his soul and increase his battle power.
Zhou Qingfeng did as he was told. He summoned Uța's spirit and fused it with the tiger statue. This kind of statue was made by Jurchen shamans. It seemed to be made of the Heavenly Strike Wood, and after containing a soul, it would change its appearance. After a while, the statue changed from a fierce tiger to a miniature version of Uța, a dark humanoid figure.
Zhou Qingfeng channeled some spiritual energy into the statue of the hero and drove it. The black statue immediately fell to the ground and transformed into a black warrior wearing thick armor and holding a heavy sword. His facial hair was like needles, and his face was like a live crab. He was indescribably ugly and ferocious.
"The first level of 'bones' can be used for charging." Jia Gang roughly estimated the strength of this black warrior. He knocked the armor with his hand and couldn't help but say happily: "It seems there are some changes. This armor is too thick, ordinary soldiers can't even cut through it."
In the future, when Zhou Qingfeng mobilized the army, this black warrior could be used as the spearhead of the attack. It could also be used to protect the exhausted soldiers so that they wouldn't be killed too badly. He was a little happy. He felt that the combination of the Valiant Spirit and the statue had achieved a good effect of 'one plus one is greater than two'.
In addition to the statue of the hero, the dozens of carts of belongings of Dashan naturally became Zhou Qingfeng's. These days, he was worried about the lack of food in the stronghold due to the large number of people. Now, these things were naturally used. Most of the carts were filled with food like dried meat, which was Dashan's most important property.
In addition to food, there were also some armors. In addition to the dozens of pieces of armor from the dead bodies of the family servants, Zhou Qingfeng had about 60 more sets of cotton and inlaid armors. The workmanship of these armors was quite rough, but the battle power of those with armor was several times stronger than those without. These armors were naturally used to equip Zhou Qingfeng's current slave soldiers.
The food was cooked and the armors were distributed to improve morale. Just a moment ago, there were still many casualties, but after a while, he could hear cheers and laughter. Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of these slaves, who were dressed in rags and had dirty faces. He realized that the so-called order that he had always pursued was simply a joke. After three months of hard work in education, they naturally relaxed after the battle and became disorderly and disorderly again.
There were also some gold and silver jewelry among Dashan's belongings. It wasn't much, only worth a few hundred taels. When Jia Gang came back from his patrol, Zhou Qingfeng casually rewarded him. Although this ghost cultivator was under his control, it had been really hard for him these few days.
However, when Jia Gang came back, his expression was not good. He anxiously pulled Zhou Qingfeng to the side and said in a low voice, "Jianzhou's people are killing their way here. I can be sure."
"How many people?" Zhou Qingfeng had waited a whole day for this moment.
"I circled around the outside of the stronghold. From afar, I saw a group of people carrying torches advancing in the west. There are about 500 of them. When they were about to reach our stronghold, they extinguished their torches. There is no one else in the vicinity except for Jianzhou. "
"Where is Dashan?"
"Where would I have the time to go to Dashan? When I saw this situation, I immediately ran back to report. "
"Go to the city and inform Chu Ying immediately. Tell him that the people he wants to deal with are here. Tell him to bring people quickly to help. Otherwise, when Jianzhou takes over our stronghold, he will lose the opportunity to deal with his enemies in the wilderness. Also, when you come back, prepare your zombies. I have a feeling that the people in the stronghold won't be able to hold them off. "
Jia Gang obeyed and left. Zhou Qingfeng once again mobilized the slaves and soldiers in the stronghold who had eaten their fill. He directly said, 'Dashan didn't escape far and colluded with the murderous demon king Chu Ying in the city to take over this stronghold. He killed all the slaves and used them as a blood sacrifice. Now, we can only fight to the death.'
In order to completely boost the morale, Zhou Qingfeng even opened his mouth and promised, "No matter who it is, as long as they cut off an enemy's head on the battlefield, I will promote them to 'Zhu Shen', no longer 'Bao Yi Aha'. If they cut off two heads, I will give them land. The more they cut, I will give them slaves. If they can cut off the enemy's general's head, I will make them a shell. "
'Bao Yi' was a slave of a master, 'Aha' was a slave without a master, and 'Zhu Shen' was a free person. Their status was very different. Many slaves' lifelong wish was to be a 'Zhu Shen'. Zhou Qingfeng not only gave food and drink, but also dignity and status. Immediately, everyone in the stronghold felt their blood boiling. They were filled with the desire to fight, and his prestige was strengthened.
In order to distinguish between enemies and allies, Zhou Qingfeng also asked all of his men to cut off the braids of the Money Rat's tail, saying that it was easier to calculate the results of the battle. Those with braids were enemies, and those without braids were allies. Many people who tried to pass off fish eyes as pearls gave up the idea of killing people and taking credit.
When everything was ready, the entire stronghold became quiet. Everyone held their weapons and waited silently. Zhou Qingfeng didn't have any other tricks. He had done what he could. Now, it was up to the enemy to see how well they could do. However, the peace before the battle made him frustrated. This feeling of not being in his own hands was too terrible.
Without Jia Gang by his side, Zhou Qingfeng didn't even have someone to talk to. After patrolling the stronghold, he ran back to his residence in the stronghold. He suddenly wanted to see Abahai.
An oil lamp was lit in the Jianzhou Grand Concubine's room. Her last four maids were nervously guarding the doors and windows. They only opened the door when they were sure that it was Zhou Qingfeng. Under the oil lamp, Abahai was much thinner than before. She sat upright in front of a table with a lonely expression. She glanced at Zhou Qingfeng, who was standing at the door, but didn't say anything.
Zhou Qingfeng stood at the door and didn't enter. In the background of the night, he was unusually awe-inspiring and sharp. He said in a deep voice, "No matter what the outcome is, this mess with Hercules is going to end soon."
Abahai looked up at Zhou Qingfeng and said expressionlessly, "My Jianzhou army is here, so you've joined forces with Chu Ying again, right? You men are all so two-faced and shameless. All the men I've met in my life are like that. Since you think it's going to end, what about me? "
"I won't make things too difficult for a woman. Come with me to the cellar. It's safer there. "Zhou Qingfeng moved away from the door and gestured for Abahai to come out with a tilt of his head.
Abahai didn't resist. She stood up straight and walked out with her head held high. She said to Zhou Qingfeng coldly, "I won't accept your kindness, because you're the only one who owes me."
Zhou Qingfeng only smiled and led Abahai to his residence. When he was building the fortress, he had dug a large basement where water and food were stored. He had also specially placed ventilation holes that could be used as shelters when necessary.
But when the maid entered the cellar, Abahai stood in front of the entrance on the ground and turned her head. She took out a stack of documents and handed them to Zhou Qingfeng. "If you're desperate, maybe this can save your life."
"What is it?" Zhou Qingfeng asked with a frown.
"It's a flag raising document, written by Erdeni, approved by the Great Khan himself, and sent by Daerhan. As long as you take this document to Hetuala, you'll immediately be the master of the three upper flags, "Abahai said very seriously." I was afraid that you wouldn't be happy, so I didn't take it out. But now you … "
"Hahaha …!" Zhou Qingfeng didn't even look at the document. Instead, he shouted, "Hey, Abahai, if I survive this time, I'll sleep with you. I can't let such a famous and beautiful girl slip away from my hands. "
"I'm not joking with you." Abahai was suddenly shocked and angry.
"I'm not joking either. I'm very serious." After saying this, Zhou Qingfeng pushed Abahai into the cellar and covered the floor with a clang. The whole cellar was instantly dark.
Flirting with Nurhachi's wife put Zhou Qingfeng in a good mood. He jumped onto his puppet goat, feeling refreshed and full of fighting spirit. He had to survive tonight's duel, just so he could f * ck Abahai once more. He had to do his best to survive tonight's duel.
The night wind swept, and the torches crackled.
Zhou Qingfeng set up his military link and sent ten bold slaves to serve as hidden sentries outside the fortress. These slaves didn't need to make a sound. They just had to lie down 50 meters away from Zhou Qingfeng with their ears.
Zhou Qingfeng sat at the blocked gate of the fortress, playing with his Saber of Light and tidying up the pulley bow and two quiver of heavy arrows on his back. The slaves and soldiers around him also silently paid attention to him, imitating his steadiness and calmness. It wasn't until late at night that Zhou Qingfeng suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Holy sh * t, those Jianzhou bastards are finally here."
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