At the bottom of the pit, Du Kun vomited blood.
His sternum, spine, and internal organs were all crushed by Wen Hu's stomp.
The armor on his body could not protect him at all. Instead, it was broken into sharp blades that cut and cut his body.
Du Kun's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He desperately looked up.
He was not looking at Wen Hu who was stepping on him.
He was looking at the shadow that shrouded Wen Hu.
It was an ethereal and majestic figure, as if a god had descended to earth.
The person who made him fall to this point was not Wen Hu, but the person behind him.
From beginning to end, the other party had not said a word to him.
The other party had not even made a move.
With the help of Wen Hu and those refugees, he and his army were dealt with.
Until now, he still did not know the other party's name or what he looked like.
He was really unwilling!
There was hatred in his heart.
"…" Du Kun opened his mouth and looked at the shadow shrouded by Wen Hu. He summoned the last of his courage and wanted to speak.
But before he could make a sound, the other party exerted force under his feet.
Du Kun's body shattered and exploded, turning into a pile of flesh and blood at the bottom of the pit.
His eyes widened at the last moment as he watched the other party leave as if nothing had happened.
Du Kun's miserable state was the last straw that overwhelmed the Eastern Tang soldiers and dealt a serious blow to their morale.
The ordinary Tang Army soldiers began to flee or even surrender.
The Black Tortoise Middle Army, whose members were all martial artists, began to look for a way out and retreated.
A few desperadoes fought to the death.
But at this moment, Wen Hu was like a killing god to them.
As for those who were fleeing in all directions, they were unable to escape either.
On the city wall, the old man in black projected by Zhang Dongyun flew out of the city on a cloud.
Clouds of black fog captured the fleeing Tang Army soldiers one by one.
The coverage of the system expanded, but the size of the city remained unchanged for the time being.
So in the eyes of onlookers, the masters in the city went out to capture the enemy.
The dust on the battlefield settled. The light and shadow on Wen Hu and the people disappeared.
Everyone could move freely again.
Everyone looked at each other, feeling as if they were dreaming.
However, the tens of thousands of Eastern Tang soldiers who had been captured and turned into prisoners, as well as the huge pit where Xuanwu General Du Kun had perished, were all telling them one thing.
Everything that had just happened was real.
Among the crowd outside the city, some cheered and hugged each other, some prostrated themselves in front of Chang 'an City, and some still felt that their hatred had not been quenched and wanted to continue slashing at those Tang Army soldiers who had surrendered.
Although they had now lost Zhang Dongyun's protection, the previous experience and the current state of the Tang Army's surrendered soldiers who were unable to fight back still aroused many people's suppressed resentment and brutality. They wished they could grind the bones and scatter the ashes of these soldiers who had been chasing and suppressing them for many days.
However, the black-clothed old man stopped these refugees.
"They are His Majesty's spoils of war."
Everyone's minds cleared up, and they didn't dare to act rashly.
Everyone who had calmed down returned to the city one after another.
With a complicated expression, Wen Hu followed the others.
As for him, who had led everyone to escape and displayed his might just now, the people all welcomed him and cheered.
However, Wen Hu felt that he didn't deserve it.
If it weren't for Chang 'an City in front of them, they definitely wouldn't have been able to escape the encirclement and suppression of the Tang Army.
At that time, whether Wen Hu could survive or not would be hard to say.
With his hot-bloodedness, even if he lost his life, he would not regret it.
But if he could survive, everyone would be saved. Naturally, he was full of admiration and gratitude.
What made him particularly ashamed was that he had previously gauged the heart of a gentleman with his own mean measure.
Wen Hu's gaze shifted forward.
There, Blood Shadow was walking with the black-clothed old man with an expressionless face and a peaceful demeanor.
"Hui Tianyu is right …" Wen Hu thought silently in his heart.
Under the control of His Majesty, no matter how fierce the evil masters were, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly.
Thinking of this, Wen Hu's eyes suddenly became blank.
He remembered that he had just killed Du Kun under the control of His Majesty.
Not only did His Majesty control him at will, but he also strengthened him out of thin air.
Such means made Wen Hu both admire and shudder.
Such an unfathomable master should not be a nobody. Why did he suddenly rise in this barren mountain of Dragon Ridge?
Full of doubts, he followed the crowd into the city with the captives of the Tang Army.
When everyone returned, the old, young, women, and children in the city immediately cheered for a long time.
Everyone praised the supreme authority of the City Lord of Chang 'an.
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun was counting happily.
35,677, 35,678 … The number of refugees and ordinary people plus the captives of the Tang Army was quite considerable. The number met the requirement of the System's task of 10,000 people.
Fortunately, they had prepared crops, fruits, livestock, cotton, and linen, so they didn't have to worry about food and clothing.
However, in this emergency, Master Zhang took care of their meals. After this hurdle, everyone had to be self-reliant and give offerings to Master Zhang.
Therefore, as soon as the smoke of the war dissipated, after the refugees were rescued in Chang 'an, everyone was categorized and tested for their strengths to make the next arrangement.
The Hanshan school's gamble paid off.
Before returning to their hometown in Qin State, they first got an important job in Chang 'an to manage and settle the refugees.
Wen Hu was with them.
Zhang Dongyun was not worried that Wen Hu's prestige among the refugees was too high.
Anyway, it was not as high as his.
Right now, he was summoning Blood Shadow.
He also projected the image of the old man in black.
"Your Majesty, I'm incompetent. I disturbed Your Majesty's peace. Even ten thousand deaths can't atone for my sin."
Before this, he had been angry that his old injury had not healed, which had led to him being beaten back by Du Kun and losing face.
But in front of Zhang Dongyun at this moment, Blood Shadow didn't mention any objective factors. He just admitted his sin and was willing to accept his punishment.
"I've seen everyone's performance."
Zhang Dongyun, who had turned into Evil Emperor, had an indifferent expression on his face as he lightly flicked his finger.
Instantly, a streak of bloody light flew into the space between Blood Shadow's eyebrows and disappeared.
Blood Shadow recalled it and was immediately overjoyed.
Just now, that had been the Blood of the Phoenix Book that he had been dreaming of.
"Meritorious deeds are rewarded and guilty are punished," Zhang Dongyun said. "You worked hard and did your best this time. How can I not know?"
The Old Devil's heart ached. "I don't dare. I'll definitely be smashed to pieces in the future to repay Your Majesty's grace."
Zhang Dongyun, who had turned into Evil Emperor, gave an indifferent "mm" sound, then looked at the old man in black.
"I know my mistake. I shouldn't have wanted to see Blood Shadow make a fool of himself, so much so that I connived with the enemy and disturbed Your Majesty's cultivation. I hope that Your Majesty will give me a chance to make up for my mistake." The old man in black immediately apologized to Zhang Dongyun.
On the side, Blood Shadow felt as refreshed as if he had drunk ice water during the hottest days of summer.
Blood Shadow had obtained the Book of the Demonic Path that he had been dreaming of and watched his opponent being reprimanded by His Majesty. He felt unprecedentedly carefree today.
Zhang Dongyun, who had turned into Evil Emperor, watched as Blood Shadow left the hall and couldn't help smiling.
He had more and more lackeys under his command, and they were becoming more and more powerful.
As for this Invincible City …
Zhang Dongyun opened the system.
[City Lord: Zhang Dongyun
Current Range: Four thousand meters from east to west, six thousand meters from north to south, two thousand meters in the air, two thousand meters underground
City Wall Range: One thousand meters from east to west, one thousand five hundred meters from north to south]
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