I'm only one year old, what the hell is the counterattack system?

Chapter 243 Kill them! (Subscribe)

Three poles in the sun.

The Acropolis outside Kyoto Prefecture was not as noisy as Changle and Yongnian counties.

Even though this place is very large and has many houses of military marquises, generals, etc., as a garrison camp, the soldiers only focus on training every day and have almost no time for chatting.

Even Chen Yuan, who had just arrived here, was aware of this.

Of course, he himself is a dull person and doesn't like crowds.

After arriving at the military camp, he devoted himself to training soldiers and learning military tactics.

During breaks, Chen Yuan would ask the old butler Chen Kuang to find Qiu Long and others to explain to him the methods of marching and deploying troops, as well as how to defend against the Demon Court in the north, mostly Taoist formations and methods of soldier guarding.

Therefore, he just realized that over the past thousand years, there have been more than ten thousand wars, big and small, at Beixiong Pass, and almost every year, the Demon Court has launched more than ten expeditions to the south to attack the pass.

However, most of them were sporadic demon generals who came with a small number of demons. It was not common to see battles like the one where the Fengyue Demon Emperor defended the pass more than 30 years ago.

Just like at this moment, the Demon Court in the north sent demons south.

Although they are all small monsters of the lower third grade, their number barely reaches one million.

If most of them were not little demons waving flags and shouting, coming to watch the fight with the Wei Dynasty, I'm afraid the Wu'an Army would have also rushed to Beixiong Pass.

"With the frequent attacks from the Demon Court, how many casualties did the Taishan Army suffer?" Chen Yuan asked.

"Each time more than 10,000 small demons attack, the casualties are not great, Taishan Hou is able to deal with it."

Qiu Long was taller and stronger than Chen Yuan. Even when he was sitting on the low armchair, he was still a head taller than Chen Yuan.

He straightened his expression and replied, "From the demons we captured, we learned that the Demon Court called this 'Leaping over the Dragon Gate'."

"Just like the training of our Wei Dynasty soldiers, any demon who can reach Beixiong Pass and return alive will be trained by the Demon Court."

"Leaping over the Dragon Gate..."

Chen Yuan had naturally heard of the story of the carp leaping over the dragon gate, but it was the first time he heard that the Demon Court had such a way of selecting demons.

"My Lord, you don't know." Qiu Long continued, "The demon's cultivation can be improved through demon energy, but due to the limitation of demon blood, most demons cannot improve too much even if they use blood cores."

"In addition, there are so many demons, and tens of thousands of them are born every year in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. That is why the Demon Court uses this method to select useful talents."

"Otherwise, the consumption of these new demons alone would be enough to bring down the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

Chen Yuan nodded thoughtfully. The living environment in the Demon Court was worse than that in the Wei Dynasty.

Even though the Ten Thousand Mountains are vast, demons will still get hungry and suffer certain consumption.

It may not be noticeable in a few decades, but after thousands or tens of thousands of years, with the emergence of powerful demons, sooner or later the Ten Thousand Mountains will be reduced to Ten Thousand Mountains.

"The demon who can come up with this selection method is quite clever."

Qiu Long's upright face showed a smile, and he said: "My Lord is right. The demon king a thousand years ago was a white fox demon. His wisdom is no less than that of the Confucian saints."

"Not only can it solve the problem of the demon court, but it can also use it to consume the border guards of our Wei Dynasty. It kills two birds with one stone. It is really amazing."

Seeing him praising, Chen Kuang beside him knocked lightly on the table and said calmly:

"My Lord wants to hear about how to defend Beixiong Pass."

Qiu Long's smile froze, and he nodded awkwardly: "Your Excellency is right, I have gone off topic."

"In fact, my lord, there is no need to worry. There are detailed methods to deal with the demon court at Beixiong Pass. All the formations, equipment, talismans and other items are complete. As long as you don't leave the pass, there will be almost no casualties."

Chen Yuan stared at the two of them and asked coldly, "Is it as rare as Grandpa Zu?"

Qiu Long's expression changed slightly. He glanced at Chen Kuang and saw that he didn't react, so he gritted his teeth and said:
"I am not clear about the previous times, but the last time I followed the old marquis to guard the border, the injuries... the casualties were too deliberate."

"Deliberately?"

"It's not just me who thinks so. The people from the Supervisory Department and the seniors from the sect who are accompanying us can all see it."

"The old marquis ordered the Jingye Army to go out and fight the demons several times, and said that this was to learn the method of 'leaping over the dragon gate' from the demon court. Only those who survived would have a future..."

Qiu Long cupped his hands and said with a dark face: "Please forgive me, my lord. I can't persuade you!"

Chen Yuan did not respond, and his expression did not change at all.

A moment of silence.

"Go on..."

At this moment, a cool female voice came from outside the hall, "My Lord, I have something to report."

Chen Yuan frowned, looked at Chen Yan and Qiu Long who stood up and bowed and left, and said:

"Come in and talk."

"Yes."

Then Wei Jinyu, dressed in a guard uniform, tried to imitate a sergeant, stepped in, saluted and said:

"My Lord, there is someone outside the mansion who wants to see you. He said he has an appointment with you."

Chen Yuan didn't even think about it, let alone look at her. He lowered his head and looked at the military book in his hand and said, "No..."

As soon as he said this, he paused, looked up at Wei Jinyu and asked, "Did the person here tell me his identity?"

When Wei Jinyu saw him looking over, a smile appeared on her beautiful face as she peeped at him.

"Reporting to the Marquis, that person should be from Yuhua Xianmen, wearing a colorful Taoist robe."

Chen Yuan's eyes changed slightly, and he waved his hand and said, "Let him in."

Just as Wei Jinyu was about to turn around and leave, she heard Chen Yuan continue to instruct, "After the message is passed, go find Chen Yan and ask him to prepare a room for you."

"Yes, Lord Marquis!"

Wei Jinyu was delighted and bowed quickly, not thinking that there was anything wrong with her status as a princess bowing to Chen Yuan.

"..."

Chen Yuan looked at her leaving back, and the day a few days ago when he was once again affected by Juedao emerged in his mind.

That embrace was just like that of Senior Sister Ling...

Perhaps for this reason, Chen Yuan finally agreed to let Wei Jinyu enter the camp and serve as his guard.

However, he also clearly expressed his rejection of the marriage arranged by the emperor.

But Wei Jinyu, who seemed to be in an inexplicably happy state, did not hear what he said and only replied "Okay, okay".

Uh, this is different from what Chen Yuan thought.

It didn't take long.

Lu Fang, dressed in a colorful Taoist robe, walked in leisurely, looked at Chen Yuan in the hall with a smile, and after taking a look, he said with a smile:

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Your Majesty is still as elegant as ever."

Chen Yuan looked at him calmly and asked coldly, "There is still one day left before the incident you mentioned earlier."

Lu Fang chuckled, but on his slightly childish face were a pair of sinister eyes that were totally inconsistent with his age.

He did not rush to answer, but walked to the armchair and sat down, then said:

"That person just now was the Fourteenth Princess of our Wei Dynasty, right?"

Chen Yuan lowered his head and looked at the military book on the table, and said in the same tone:

"You are not from the Wei Dynasty, so the wording 'we' is not appropriate."

Lu Fang was startled, as if he had not expected him to answer his question from this angle, and laughed dumbly:

"Forget it. I am not here to discuss the affairs of the Wei Dynasty and the princess with you."

"One good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Chen Yuan raised his head slightly, his long silver hair covering the top of his eyes, and looked at the young Taoist: "Okay."

"The good news is that the Dharma Assembly of 'Jijingtian' has been moved up. You will be able to see the 'General' at 1:00 p.m. tonight."

Lu Fang smiled and stared at Chen Yuan with interest, wanting to see how he would react when he heard the news.

Contrary to his expectations, there was no response. There was silence for a moment.

Lu Fang's smile faded, thinking that this was only his nephew, otherwise he would have slapped him.

Although he was helpless, he had to continue:

"The bad news is that according to the rules of 'Jijingtian', you need to kill someone to join."

Hearing this, Chen Yuan asked: "Who to kill?"

"Anyone can be, as long as they are someone close to you."

"Close?"

Seeing his unchanged expression, Lu Fang shook his head and sighed:

"You are asking even though you know the answer. The people you want to kill are your relatives, such as Chen Taiping, Zhou Wanyi, Zhou Tiance, etc."

"You can also choose Chen Yi, but I don't think this is a good choice - you will die."

Lu Fang raised the corner of his mouth and continued: "Or you can kill the princess at the door."

"The emperor has granted her to you in marriage, so she can naturally be called your relative."

Chen Yuan's eyes changed slightly, and the appearance of a young Taoist priest was reflected in his eyes, with a faint blue color emerging.

Seeing his reaction, Lu Fang smiled and said, "It seems that the Marquis is not indifferent to the princess."

Hearing this, Chen Yuan's eyes became even colder.

"Since it is the rule of 'Jijingtian', I will do it. But I want to know, have you also killed your relatives?"

"I?"

Lu Fang's smile froze, and the aura around him instantly turned cold, making him even more murderous than Chen Yuan.

"My Lord, are you interested? I don't mind."

"You are right. Since I can join the 'Ji Jing Tian', I have naturally met the rules of the 'Ji Jing Tian'."

"But I am different from you. I not only killed one relative, but also killed my father, brothers, and even uncles!"

The murderous intent in the young Taoist's eyes seemed to take shape, and an invisible aura enveloped the main hall.

Except for the armchairs he and Chen Yuan were sitting on, everything else collapsed silently in an instant.

"At this moment, I am considering whether to kill both grandfather and nephew, so that they will not suffer unnecessary pain in this world!"

Chen Yuan stared at him intently, trying to determine the truthfulness of what he said.

The answer is true.

He also saw that the young Taoist's eyes were full of murderous intent and were staring at him, as if he would kill him in the next moment.

"Are you satisfied with this answer?" Lu Fang asked in a cold tone.

Chen Yuan remained silent.

After a while.

The cold murderous intent on the young Taoist's face suddenly disappeared, and he said with a smile:

"I think a heartless and ruthless person like the Marquis should be willing to sacrifice the life of a relative or friend in order to join the 'Jingtian', right?"

Looking at Chen Yuan's cold expression, the young Taoist raised his lips, smiled and leaned forward, saying:
"But there's no need to rush. It won't be too late for you to make a decision after you meet the 'General' tonight."

"Before midnight tonight, I will come to pick you up, Lord Marquis. I hope you will be ready by then!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the young Taoist slowly disappeared, leaving behind only a piece of talisman paper with complicated red characters written on it slowly floating down.

The moment it fell to the ground, the talisman paper instantly burned and turned into ashes, and a faint burnt smell spread throughout the tent.

Chen Yuan looked at the ashes silently, his hand unconsciously pressing on the Wanjun Sword.

"The life of someone close to me...?"

Chen Yuan's mind flashed with his childhood companion Chen Yi, his parents Chen Taiping and Zhou Wanyi, Chen Fan, Zhou Tiance and Ling Yinrong...

Sister Ling...

It seemed as if time had returned to that rainy night, the rainy night when he and Ling Yinrong were being hunted by the shamans of the Nanman Cult.

The free and straightforward Senior Sister Ling looked at him with blood on the corner of her mouth, smiled and said with tears in her eyes, "Keep living."

So, the people in "Jijingtian" wanted him to kill Senior Sister Ling before he could join?

Thinking of this.

The long silver-white hair behind Chen Yuan's head moved without wind, and a hint of faint blue appeared in his clear and indifferent eyes.

As murderous intent instantly enveloped the main hall, wisps of dark blue sword intent spread out from under him, slowly condensing into a layer of crystal frost on the fluff of the carpet.

——Kill him!

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"Kill them!"

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Yuan's murderous intent subsided.

Looking at the completely empty camp, he slowly released the Wanjun Knife in his hand.

Maybe he needs someone he can call a "relative"...

Chen Yuan raised his head and looked outside the main hall, vaguely seeing the graceful figure of Wei Jinyu.

Maybe Qiu Long should be a good choice, just assume that he failed when he was about to "leap over the dragon gate"...

Think of this.

Chen Yuan got up and left, heading towards Kyoto Prefecture.

After he walked away, Chen Kuang appeared on the roof of the main hall, looking at his back and lost in thought.

"When did the Marquis have any connection with the Taoist priests from Yuhua Xianmen?"

……

At the same time, "Chen Yuan" in a long green gown appeared outside the Jingye Marquis Mansion.

She glanced at the strange looks from the passers-by around her, then curled up a cold smile and knocked on the door of Jingye Marquis Mansion.

"Young Marquis, why are you back?"

The servant inside the door quickly let him in, looked outside quickly and asked:
"Didn't the sick butler come back with you?"

"Chen Yuan" hummed with a heavy nasal sound, and then asked in a very strange voice:
"Is Grandpa in the mansion?"

The servant raised his head slightly, only looked at him out of the corner of his eye, and replied: "The master is in the backyard, I will go and report to him right away."

"Don't bother. I can go by myself."

After saying that, "Chen Yuan" walked straight around the screen wall at the door and went straight into the depths of the yard.

The servant looked at her back suspiciously, and felt that something was wrong with the young marquis today.

How come the young marquis, who used to walk with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, has become so timid?

Just as he was wondering, he heard the door being knocked again.

The servant didn't think twice and hurried over to open the door: "Who is it? Please wait a moment, I'll be right here."

When he opened the door and saw the person outside clearly, he was stunned on the spot, his eyes suddenly widened, pointing at the person and saying incoherently:

"You, I, you are not... the young marquis?!"

How come a marquis came in first, and then another one came in later...

What the hell, two young marquises? !

(End of this chapter)