My future is invincible?

Chapter 63 Taking Prisoners

Just as Lan Yi expected.

This battle, which determined the unification of the north and south of Xinghan, ended with a great victory for the warriors.

Except for a very few unlucky ones who were killed instantly by stray bullets that penetrated their eyes and entered their brains, there were not many injured among the tough and resistant warriors.

They charged like a pack of wolves, and after a few waves of exploratory charges, the fierce general Zhao Jian led the way and rushed straight in. Ten thousand people were divided into more than a dozen waves, with the Qi-training warriors as the crests and the divine warriors as the waves. They accomplished the feat of pushing the enemy aside and breaking through the enemy's formation in the hail of bullets!
What really troubles warriors.

It is the capture of prisoners after the war.

Even with the Taoist magic to control the situation, these defeated soldiers were still able to run very fast. They were affected by the fear debuff in the blood mist, and if they were caught by the warriors without paying attention, they would have no idea where they ran to.

Most warriors are still soft-hearted.

Faced with an enemy army that had already thrown away their weapons and armor, there was no suggestion of killing a dozen bastards to intimidate them or cutting off their heads to make the rest behave themselves.

It's like an eagle catching chickens.

They captured people one by one, tied them up and threw them onto the bloody and muddy ground.

In the end, Xiao Hongzhuan, who was vomiting all over the place, came up with a good idea.

He directly ordered the Taoist boy to drive the Jin man over.

Each of the five-meter-tall golden men, with a murderous metallic aura all over their bodies, was definitely a totem that could calm the mind of an army whose morale was collapsing. When the twelve golden men came over, the captives stopped running around, but knelt down in extreme fear, and bowed down to the golden men and warriors.

In their eyes.

The golden man is a statue of a god! And the invulnerable warriors are the agents of the gods!
Where is Master Lan Yi?
When Lan Yi casually pushed aside the blood mist to reveal a straight passage, allowing the dim light of the setting sun to pour down from the sky, Master Lan Yi, bathed in this blood-red color, became a living god in everyone's eyes. Many captives realized at this time how ridiculous they were. They actually tried to make enemies with the Master.

What are you against? On what basis?
At this point, the spirit and energy of the 100,000-strong army was completely crushed.

The Regent was captured.

He and a bunch of other real masters and shamans were treated as gifts by Zhao Jian and brought to Lan Yi as a tribute.

“Master Lan Yi…” The Regent, who died with the table overturned, had a bloody face.

When he was brought to Lan Yi who was floating in front of the golden man, his madness unconsciously receded and his legs trembled violently.

"Since you've made me feel relaxed, he will act faster later."

Lan Yi noticed the communication between the Regent and Yuan Peng in the sky. The strange idea that this slave must lose made Master Lan Yi feel an indescribable black humor.

Really humanoid.

The Regent's crazy behavior did save Lan Yi some time.

"Thank you, Master." The Regent suddenly felt relieved.

He was going to die, but after his death, more people in the north, even foreigners, would die, and their deaths would be more numerous and more tragic. Lan Yi would never stop, and thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel much more comfortable.

"Any last words?" Lan Yi encouraged him to say more.

"without……"

Swish! !

Zhao Jian, who was standing by, swung his palm knife suddenly, and the Regent's head flew out in an instant. Before it flew two meters, it was pulled back by the iron tower-like muscle monster. With a tough, rock-like face, he forced out a simple and honest smile towards Master Lan Yixian.

Lan also hesitated to speak.

It seems that the regent has some last words? But it doesn't matter.

"Master, how are you going to deal with those real masters?" Zhao Jian asked innocently.

The real masters who can go to the battlefield are no longer ordinary real masters. Basically, they have participated in the activities of cursing Lan Yi and searching for Lan Yi's ancestral tomb. Now they are caught and cry out for injustice, saying that they are all liars who pretend to be gods and ghosts. They have no real ability and absolutely dare not offend the immortals! For these people, the opinions of Lan Yixianshi are very practical.

With the spread of martial arts and Taoism under his rule.

Some charlatans and scammers also started to swindle people under the banner of Taoism and martial arts. Although they could not deceive martial artists, with the promotion of martial arts and Taoism, there are so many benefits that some people will always be eager to be deceived.

It is very necessary to break feudal superstition.

These real masters are very good teaching materials.

Zhao Jian understood immediately. Master Lan Yi was disdainful to kill these swindlers, but he also had no intention of letting them go. They were all swindlers from some big temples or monasteries, and they often acted arrogantly, sucked blood and harmed people. So their fate would be to be paraded through the streets and criticized, and then hung and whipped.

After dealing with the prisoners that needed to be dealt with by himself.

Lan Yi continued to make arrangements.

"You arrange a group of people to take over Xuzhou City."

"Liu Baiyuan and Guo Decheng have broken through to the level of a spirit cultivator. After dealing with the affairs in Xuzhou, the two of them will stay behind. The rest of the spirit cultivators will continue northward, bringing your followers with you to take over the cities along the railway."

"The city power plant must be kept intact and the cultivation of the Leichi Fairy Lotus must not be delayed."

Several warriors practicing divine martial arts, with hundreds of people practicing qigong.

So they headed north.

The North no longer had soldiers to fight, people to defend, forces to use, and hearts to gather. It was no problem for the martial artists to defeat the remaining paper tigers. There was no force in the entire Xinghan that could stop the martial artist group from unifying and establishing an empire with a completely different style of force.

"Respect the Immortal Master's order!" Zhao Jian immediately bowed respectfully, and then guessed something. "What about you, Immortal Master?"

"I'm going to go to the east. There's a person there who needs to be dealt with. If his fate is left alone, it will be a bit troublesome."

Only a small part of Lan Yi’s first stage goal remains.

Dongyang is just that little tail.

He needs a Xinghan Empire where spiritual energy is revived and martial arts flourish.

In the future, this empire will continuously provide anchoring beacons for the main world, and the warriors and Taoists will completely change the underlying operating logic of the entire artificial divine world. As the ultimate creator of cause and effect of this revival feast, Lan Yi, according to the judgment of the high-dimensional computer, is fully qualified to take over this artificial divine world in the future.

It is not about opening the passage, occupying it by force, that counts as controlling the artificial divine world.

The authority of the artificial divine world.

In fact, this is the most important thing, and it is also the confidence of Lan Yi to use it as the backing world to confront the main world.

High risk, high reward.

The first artificial divine world maximizes profits. For psychic monks, in the early stage, they can simply ignore the collapsing old order of the main world, while the main world will come to them and beg for cooperation.

"Master, are you going to Dongyang alone?"

"Should we bring that sissy Zhao Sikong along?"

"He's pretty handy for running errands."

Zhao Jian suggested carefully in a muffled voice.

Zhao Sikong is Lan Yi's shadow. Even if Immortal Master Lan Yi starts a massacre and leaves Dongyang empty-handed, Zhao Sikong will not say a word.

Don’t ask, the answer is natural disaster!

As soon as Xiong Tianjiang finished speaking, a materialized shadow instantly covered his eyes and throat!
(End of this chapter)