The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 251 National Carnival
"Boom boom boom!"

After three drum beats, the whole camp suddenly became noisy, with smoke rising from the kitchen and a bustling crowd rushing in, forming a huge crowd.

A breeze blew by, and the aroma of rice and meat intertwined and lingered in everyone's noses, making the gluttonous worms in their stomachs rumble.

"Dinner is ready! Everyone line up in an orderly manner."

The fat chef with a greasy mouth kept banging the pots and pans with a spoon, making such a banging sound that it took a long time for everyone to quiet down.

In the porcelain bowl on the table, there were piles of fat, crystal clear snow lotus rice, juicy green vegetables, fruits, etc. The meal was very rich.

"Master Ling, it's finally time to eat!"

"The Lord City Lord is so generous. We have countless spiritual fruits, spiritual vegetables, and even snow lotus rice for us to eat!"

In the winding team, Kou Zhongxing, who was wearing a brown short-sleeved shirt, said excitedly.

After the battle of Yan County, Shen Yuanliang became extremely powerful in the Sui Dynasty. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qingdi City recruited refugees on a large scale. The helpless Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling registered and became among them.

The east wind was a great help, and the quick-witted Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were given good farmland and houses, and lived a carefree life. They even embarked on the path of martial arts and became sixth-rank martial artists.

When auxiliary troops were called up this time, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling saw the opportunity and volunteered.

"Yeah yeah!"

Xu Ziling, who followed closely behind, nodded with a look of joy on his face, and a hint of mist flashed in his ink-black eyes.

Since entering the military camp, three meals a day have been snow lotus rice and spiritual vegetables. Everyone's martial arts skills have improved by leaps and bounds. In just less than ten days, there have been breakthroughs like a tide. It is a feast for the whole nation.

"It would be great if I could become a member of the Imperial Guards!"

"Even a standing army would be fine."

Shaking his hair, Kou Zhong sighed and said with regret.

Qingdi City implemented a policy of elite soldiers and only recruited soldiers twice on a large scale. Kou Zhong and his companions arrived too late and were not allowed to enter the city. They could only watch them eat and drink the delicious food and spicy drinks.

"The battle at Liangjieguan was a success, and the city was broken in one day. The Qing Dynasty was vulnerable."

"After the territory of Qingdi City is further expanded, the City Lord will definitely continue to recruit soldiers."

Clenching his fists tightly, Xu Ziling said confidently.

In Qingdi City, soldiers are no longer just cheap soldiers, no longer dispensable cannon fodder, but real "scholars", low-level aristocrats, and are the envy of everyone.

Even though he was a member of the standing army, his family had hundreds of acres of fertile land, as well as snow lotus rice, gold, silver, elixirs, and other rewards from Shen Yuanliang, so his treatment was very generous.

People in the martial arts world are said to be free and unrestrained, but that is just not the way it can be. If they could become nobles, no one would refuse, let alone Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling who have nothing.

"Yes, as long as we perform well, you and I will be indispensable in the next recruitment."

Kou Zhong said longingly.

Kou Zhong, who grew up eating at many people's houses, was eager to stand out. He dreamed of becoming a general one day, commanding thousands of troops and becoming a superior person. Being an auxiliary soldier was his opportunity.

After all, the imperial guards and the standing army were conquering cities along the way, and Shen Yuanliang could only rely on eight million auxiliary troops to take over the cities, suppress the remaining resistance forces, maintain local order, etc.

The opportunity to cross class was right in front of him, and Kou Zhong didn't want to miss it.

Haizhou City, Taibai Tower.

"Ugh!"

On the third-floor attic, Yue Buqun, dressed in a blue shirt and a Dongpo hat, was looking out of the city with envy evident on his face.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Lighting up the flickering candlelight, the plump Ning Zhongze walked over gracefully, put a coat on him, and asked in confusion.

"Another breakthrough!"

"Eight million auxiliary troops, just think about it, what a terrifying number!"

Thinking of the spiritual fruits and vegetables that had been pouring into the military camp these days, Yue Buqun felt extremely envious and jealous, and his heart ached.

Everyone in Qingdi City is like a dragon, and more than 90% of the people have embarked on the path of martial arts. Now, with the unlimited supply of spiritual fruits and vegetables, the martial arts cultivation of the eight million auxiliary soldiers is improving day by day.

Although the Huashan Sect has made remarkable progress and is the top sect in the martial arts world, it cannot be compared with Qingdi City. The difference between the two is as huge as the bright moon and fireflies.

"The Green Emperor is a banished immortal. We mortals just need to do our own thing."

"Besides, this war that will destroy the whole country is also a great opportunity for our Huashan Sect."

A cool breeze blew, Ning Zhongze tightened his clothes and said comfortingly.

In order to defeat the Qing Dynasty in one fell swoop, Shen Yuanliang used the Hunter's Guild to mobilize as many people as possible and gave them the power to legally rob the local tyrants and evil gentry.

Hundreds of thousands of people from the martial arts world poured into the vast Haizhou City at once, and there were people who were not as good as dogs and martial arts masters everywhere. No one wanted to miss this opportunity to make a fortune.

"Where's Chong'er? Is he still drinking?"

"As the eldest senior brother of Huashan Sect, it is really outrageous to hang out in bars all day long."

Turning around, Yue Buqun thought of his eldest disciple, frowned, and became very angry.

If Yue Buqun had not constantly reminded himself that Linghu Chong was raised by him, he would have slapped him to death to avoid embarrassment and ruining the reputation of the Huashan Sect.

"He hasn't come back yet. Lu Hou'er is following him. He'll be fine."

"Ugh!"

Ning Zhongze sighed, feeling very melancholy. Her palms and backs of her hands were all made of flesh, and she didn't know what to do!
As Linghu Chong's master's wife, Ning Zhongze had been very optimistic about Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan. They had been childhood sweethearts, and it would be great if they could become husband and wife.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Yue Buqun insisted on marrying into the Lin family of the Fuwei Escort Agency. As his wife, Ning Zhongze could not and would not object.

After all, how could a mother not be satisfied with Lin Pingzhi's conditions?

……

At the Liangjie Pass, a crescent moon hangs in the sky. The hazy moonlight with a hint of blood red covers the earth with a thin gauze.

The fierce shouting and fighting during the day gradually faded away, leaving only the quiet battlefield. Eight thousand Yulin guards, wearing armor all the time, surrounded the central military tent to guard against any unexpected visitors.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard, and twenty or thirty soldiers came flying over, breaking the silence of the night, and the camp was filled with noise.

"Lord!"

Many officers filed in, their bright eyes filled with murderous intent, and a strong smell of blood lingering on their heavy armor, making people feel nauseous.

"Everyone, sit down!"

"It's getting late. You've been fighting all day. Why are you coming to my place instead of taking a good rest? I don't have any young ladies here!"

Waving his hand, Shen Yuanliang, who was dressed in frosty white clothes, looked around, saw everyone's tired faces, and said jokingly.

From the time when the sky was just getting light to the time when the moon was at its zenith, the continuous fighting greatly consumed the soldiers' energy and spirit. The most important thing they should do now was to sleep until tomorrow night.

(End of this chapter)