The changes in the people who built the city made Xuan Tianming think of the Yao family from back then, but the two were different. Although the Yao family had changed, they were not as crazy as the people who built the city. After drinking the water mixed with the white powder, not only did it make it easier for people to become more aggressive, it also seemed to have an anesthetic effect, such that people would not feel any pain.
Bai Ze said to Xuan Tianming: "Does master know that there is something in Qian Zhou, the citizens call it Blissful Free and Unfettered Powder, it can only be grown in the coldest land in Qian Zhou. Consuming that kind of thing will not only cause addiction, it will also cause people to go crazy. As long as that thing enters the stomach, the person who consumes it will forget the pain, and they will blindly carry out certain actions under the guidance of someone with the intention, even at the risk of losing their life. "
Xuan Tianming nodded: "There is such a thing, the underworld calls it Walking Corpse Powder, the people who consume it will become walking corpses. Although the person is still alive, it is no different from being dead, there is no pain, no fear, and no ability to distinguish right from wrong." He took a deep breath, "In this city, everyone became walking corpses, hundreds of thousands of walking corpses!" Too scary!
Everyone present felt a deep chill, a city, hundreds of thousands of people! The person who used the poison was so generous, it was completely devoid of conscience. Could it be that in order to achieve victory in a war, the sacrifice of the soldiers was not enough, and the lives of the common people had to be sacrificed?
"Duanmu Anguo." Xuan Tianming said coldly: "I really look forward to your end. To be able to extinguish hundreds of thousands of lives with a wave of your sleeve, how pitiful will your end be to be worthy of the lives of the common people who died because of it? "
That's right, people who consumed Walking Corpse Powder would not be able to survive in the end. Even if they had enough medicine to keep up, they would not be able to live past the third year. Moreover, how could Duanmu Anguo continue to supply them with medicine, those people were just his tools.
"Make some preparations, we will leave the city after dark tonight. Take the west gate and head towards Bin City. " He issued an order to his subordinates. This time, other than helping Feng Yu Heng, he also had to remind Xuan Tianhua that there was a city of crazy people. If Dashun came, it would be no different from a massacre. Even Xuan Tianming couldn't do something like massacring a city, let alone his Seventh Brother, who was like an immortal in a painting. He couldn't let his Seventh Brother take his place on the battlefield and bear this kind of eternal infamy. Even if the people of this city had to die, they could not die at the hands of the Dashun army.
His plan was meticulous; however, he never thought that Duan Mu An Guo's private soldiers would have already arrived at the eastern gate of the city before nightfall. Also, under Duan Mu An Guo's instructions, they quickly spread out to the four gates of the city, carrying out a comprehensive surveillance of the city.
Under such a strict defense, Xuan Tianming and the others would not be able to fly out of the city even if they had wings. He was only someone with extraordinary martial arts, but he was not someone like Feng Yu Heng who had a strange space. Facing such a large-scale defense, even if he was Xuan Tianming, he could only shake his head and sigh, unable to do anything.
The dependence of the people who built the city on water had reached a peak in just a few days, even in the middle of the night, there would be people coming out to fetch water. The people who drank the water would immediately become a hundred times more energetic, those who did not drink in time would become dispirited, even falling to the ground and wailing in pain. There were even people who started to beat people and destroy things, there were even people who could not wait and wanted to jump into the well to drink, in the end drowning themselves.
But the people did not feel fear because of this, they also did not feel that this was abnormal, instead, they felt that this was natural, they still had a thirst for water like they had for air.
Xuan Tianming and the others split up, returning to the courtyards they stayed in one after another. They could not leave the city tonight, they would see what new tricks would appear in the construction of the city during the day tomorrow! He was a little regretful now, if he killed Duanmu Anguo with one shot when he entered the city, would he be able to save the hundreds of thousands of citizens who built the city? It would not be to the extent that he and Bai Ze could not escape, right? At most, they would go around in circles with the enemy, waiting for Feng Yu Heng to arrive. As long as Feng Yu Heng arrived, they would not have to worry about hiding.
However, there were no ifs in everything, he did not kill Duanmu Anguo at that time in the end, the hundreds of thousands of citizens who built the city were also unable to escape Duanmu Anguo's harm in the end.
The next day, when the sky just lit up, those forces outside who tried to bewitch people and incite the enmity between Zong Sui and Dashun started to march on the streets again. This time, they seemed to have a plan to rush the people towards the West City Gate, Xuan Tianming heard someone say: "Dashun's army has already set up camp outside the city, today, we will fight to the death with Dashun!"
He frowned, thinking that Xuan Tianhua actually came so quickly, this was not a good thing. Once the 500 thousand strong army of Dashun and the 300 thousand crazy zombie-like citizens who built the city of Zong Sui, that scene would be so tragic that no one dared to imagine it.
However, even if he thought of the ending, he was powerless to stop it. The West City Gate of the city was finally opened at dawn, the hundreds of thousands of citizens swarmed out, all of them holding the iron essence weapons that were once the pride of Zong Sui, shouting slogans like "fight to the death with Dashun", "take back Bin City", charging straight towards the West.
Xuan Tianming brought his subordinates and blended into the crowd, finally exiting the gates of the city of Zong Sui. After Xuan Tianming exited the city, he kept looking forward, trying to see if Feng Yu Heng was outside the city. At this time, Bai Ze found Zuo Da and that bastard son of his in the crowd, everyone else was holding their weapons to chop people, but the two of them were carrying bags of various sizes, wanting to take the chance to escape. That bastard son still did not forget to tease women at this time, taking advantage of the women he passed by.
Xuan Tianming quickly found the two of them, so he instructed Bai Ze: "Capture those two people, we will retreat out of the crowd as soon as possible. It is very chaotic now, no one will notice us. "
Indeed, it was very chaotic now, everyone was charging forward like crazy, and occasionally, there would be those who were slow and would be pushed down by the people behind, then trampled to death. No one would notice who was faster or slower, even if someone left the group, no one would care. Because, everyone had gone crazy, including those soldiers in the Zong Sui army, they were no different from normal citizens in their craziness.
Very quickly, Xuan Tianming brought twelve hidden guards and broke away from the crowd, Bai Ze also brought Zuo Da and Zuo Da Sheng in front of them. When Zuo Da saw Xuan Tianming, he was so scared that his soul almost left him. As the Zhizhou of a city in Zong Sui, and the Zhizhou of the city of Zong Sui that was so close to Dashun, he was too familiar with those princes of Dashun who could fight. Even though he had never seen any of them with his own eyes, but the Ninth Prince, Xuan Tianming, was born with a purple lotus insignia between his eyebrows, he had always remembered this. Now, he recognised this person almost at a glance, he really hated that he could not slap himself. He had just escaped from Duanmu Anguo's dragon's den, but entered Xuan Tianming's tiger's den, why was he so unlucky?
But even though he was depressed, he did not forget to use the skills he was born with, seeing him kneel in front of Xuan Tianming with a plop, looking up, as if he was looking at a deity, praising exaggeratedly: "Could it be that you are His Ninth Highness who descended from Dashun's legendary god of war? Oh my god! To think that I, Zuo Da, could still see such a person in my lifetime, I really can die without regrets, I can die without regrets! "
Xuan Tianming could not help but be convinced, this Zuo Da could still say such words in this kind of situation, how good was this person's mental fortitude?
However, this was not the end, Zuo Da saw Xuan Tianming's cold expression from start to finish and felt that his performance might not have been enough, so he continued: "Even though this lowly one is in Zong Sui, my heart has always been with Dashun! His Ninth Highness, you are this lowly one's faith in this life, this lowly one has always dreamed of being able to follow the god of war His Ninth Highness to roam the world, carving out a place for himself. I did not think that I would actually see His Ninth Highness today, it must be that this lowly one burned incense and prayed to Buddha day and night, the Buddha appeared and fulfilled this lowly one's wish. His Ninth Highness, this lowly one will definitely follow you from today onwards, bringing along this lowly one's son, we will follow you, wherever you point, we will fight. Even if you want us to turn around and destroy the nest that built the city, this lowly one will not even blink an eye, don't you think so? "As he spoke, he used his elbow to nudge Zuo Dasheng who was beside him." Make a statement, quickly. "
Zuo Dasheng knew his father too well. He had seen his father's way of speaking since he was a child and could almost memorize it. Back then, his father had relied on this skill to successfully transform from a small county deputy to a city's Zhizhou. Zuo Dasheng was full of admiration for his father. Now that he had fallen into the hands of Dashun's people, he prayed silently in his heart, hoping that his father's mouth could save his life again. "My father is right, from today onwards, my father and I are Zong Sui's people, and when we die, we are Dashun's ghosts, as long as His Ninth Highness says a word, we will not hesitate to die ten thousand deaths!"
Xuan Tianming really could not bear to continue listening, waving his hand forcefully, shouting coldly: "Shut your mouths! I will ask you, where is Duanmu Anguo now? "
Zuo Dasheng quickly raised his hand: "I know, I know, I know this. He is in the secret room of the magistrate's manor, ever since he entered the city, he has been staying in the secret room and has not come out. "
"Right, right, right!" Zuo Dasheng also rushed to say, "He is like a mouse, hiding here and there. He must have been scared by His Ninth Highness, knowing that your army is already at the city gates, he is scared out of his wits and does not dare to show himself! "
Zuo Dasheng quickly poked his son, reminding him softly: "The one with the soldiers at the city gates is His Highness the Seventh Highness."
"Uh … … one thing, one thing."
"You are the city's magistrate." Xuan Tianming looked at Zuo Dasheng, "Since you are the magistrate, then you are the parent official of the city's citizens, do you know what your mission is as a parent official?"
"What is it?" Zuo Dasheng was stunned, then said: "Who cares what it is! His Ninth Highness, this lowly one is not some magistrate now, I am just a small lackey in front of your saddle, this lowly one has nothing to do with Zong Sui anymore. This group of lunatics, this lowly one will not even blink when they die. "
Xuan Tianming snorted coldly, a bone-chilling light appearing in his eyes, "That's good too." He said: "That's good too. Since you will listen to I, then now, go and do something for I! "
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