Another half year has passed. The millions of local troops collected by the Celestial Army have been trained. After thorough brainwashing education, coupled with the various special care given to local soldiers and families by the military, as well as generous military salaries, etc., this new army has been completely controlled by the Celestial Army. In addition to the previous hundreds of thousands of city defense forces, the ruling power of this continent has been completely taken by the Celestial Army.

Yang Tian's subordinate soldiers have returned to the team. After all, the "Tiger and Wolf Army" suffered too many casualties in the continuous battles. In order to preserve the foundation of the "Tiger and Wolf Army", all combat power must be gathered. But Yang Tian had nothing to complain about. He added 200,000 local troops under his command, and with the additional 300,000 elite cavalry from the Western Continent assigned to him, Yang Tian's subordinate soldiers reached 700,000. His control range is the huge land with a width of three thousand miles and a thickness of five hundred miles, which is basically the same as the territory of the three governors of the Heavenly Dynasty.

Yang Tian’s current mission is the one he and his friends in the Guards’ Corps’ favorite: collecting husbands’ quests, collecting food and grass, exploiting the nobles’ property, surveying mining and other things with abundant oil and water.

Long Feng basically doesn't meet Yang Tian every day. He is busy looking for those beautiful children in Yang Tian's territory every day, gathering them together regardless of gender, and then starting an institution similar to the official school of the Celestial Empire. Of course, all the funds were dug out from the members of the Guards Group.

Zeng Guoxuan ran with Long Feng for more than a month in great depression. He looked at the large amount of silver and spent it like flowing water in great distress. He asked Long Feng in confusion: "Brother, do you teach them what 90-degree triangles are multiplied by the longest self and multiplied by the longest self? What's the use of teaching them how to go to the hall to find a girl... Hehe. It's useless."

Long Feng ignored him and carefully wrote down the last few words of the law of conservation of energy with the most correct strokes, and ordered the men in black next to him to say, "In two years, they can get in touch with these things. Do you understand?" The special forces team members who were trained with one hand nodded calmly and carefully collected the thick stack of paper.

After being busy, Long Feng knocked Zeng Guoxuan hard and said, "You boy, now you have no right hand, so don't be brave enough to cause trouble all day long. If you have the chance, help that guy Yang Tian manages this educational matter, and don't waste your energy all day long."

Zeng Guoxuan touched his broken arm indifferently and said with a wry smile: "Brother, what else can I do except play with girls now? Is it just a teacher? That's what the Grand Secretary does, so what do you have to do with me? Well, in the future, when this war is over, I should return to my hometown and return to my country. According to my current military merits, I can have some local governors to play with it."

Long Feng was silent, suddenly grabbed Zeng Guoxuan and asked him seriously: "If I had a way to make you a real master with few opponents in the world, and it might even be possible to recover your arms, would you do it?"

Zeng Guoxuan looked at Long Feng's eyes tightly, and suddenly smiled flatteringly and said, "I knew you had a solution, boss, after all, these more than a hundred bastards could cut ten of them at first, but now they are not their opponents, so I know you have hidden your private life... But what are your conditions?"

Long Feng said naturally: "Follow Yang Tian wholeheartedly, you will never be allowed to betray him. No matter what he does, you must follow him. You must promise to abandon everything you have to fulfill this promise, otherwise you will die."

Zeng Guoxuan's face looked a little ugly: "Where is this, haha, brother...what I don't agree?"

Long Feng said quickly: "It is easy to die after the wound is infected... Your big wound has not completely healed, maybe it is typhoid fever... and your life will be gone."

Zeng Guoxuan thought for a long time, and a trace of black gas appeared on Long Feng's fingers, ruthlessly swallowing his body, but he seemed to be unable to feel the pain at all and did not make any sound. After a long time, he watched his shoulders almost completely turn into bones, and he nodded and said, "It's okay, I admire Boss Yang Tian very much, and I really can't bear to leave him. Even if he wants to rebel, as long as he doesn't implicate me, I have nothing to say."

Long Feng showed a strange smile, reached out and took out a piece of black velvet from the void, and said with a grim smile: "So, be good, sign this agreement, I guarantee your future glory, wealth and immortality."

Zeng Guoxuan was slightly stunned for a moment, but he wisely did not ask the question about "Immortality". He obediently signed his name on the velvet paper, and watched the velvet paper spontaneously igniting in the black flames and disappeared. Long Feng put down Zeng Guoxuan with satisfaction, and handled the wound that was almost swallowed by the demonic energy, and whispered: "What I taught you is a martial art that truly belongs to God. The name is "The Demon Art". Listen..."

After a long time, the two of them came out of the hall with a dozen men in black. Zeng Guoxuan said with a weird smile: "Brother, I remember that Xiao Jiang and the others have a good relationship with the boss. You can't let them go, right?" Long Feng nodded with a faint smile and said: "You allocate another 100,000 taels. Well, you probably need to add more than a dozen craftsmen's workshops... Don't cry poor. I know how much you have embezzled. You alone have made at least 5 million taels. If you are in Shengjing, it will be enough to sentence you to beheading ten times."

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In the past six months, Yang Tian was busy having sex with Fidoya. Fidoya had officially inherited the queen throne of her kingdom. Her more than a dozen high-level leaders were clearly the group of people in the Guards Group, who completely controlled all the power of the kingdom. Even the guards of the kingdom were trained by Yang Tian. Those craftsmen with excellent skills also appeared one by one after another in Yang Tian's hard search and began to continue their jewelry business. A younger brother of Zeng Guoxuan became the general manager of the jewelry industry...

Long Feng kept moving around and opened about fifty schools. Of course, the school’s textbooks would not be the scriptures of the Celestial Empire or human ethics, but theories on earth since the ancient Industrial Revolution. Long Feng was confident that in just 50 years, the technology on this land would be far greater than the Celestial Empire.

Yang Tian finally got an opportunity to catch the busy Long Feng and asked him in confusion: "Brother, what are you doing all day long? Is it necessary to be so busy? This land may not be the governor in the future, so why bother to work hard for that bastard who doesn't know who it is?"

Long Feng stared at him and said after a long time, "You must get this land, because under this land, there are many resources you need in the future. You dominate the world and conquer the entire starry sky. The beginning of your journey depends on what is under this land."

Yang Tian rolled his eyes, and his powerful spiritual thoughts instantly penetrated the strata and began to detect everything in the radius of two thousand miles, counting from the ground for a hundred miles. He spat a few times: "Boss, are you mistaken? This whole piece of land is simply floating on those dark and greasy things, and there are some things that seem to be metal but also have energy emitted. What are they?"

Long Feng turned around and walked out of the tent, leaving a sentence: "These things, in my world, were the root of several wars. After you follow the students of the school I founded, you will understand what they are for when you follow the students of the school I founded for ten years."

Yang Tian gestded a common greeting gesture from the mainland behind him and muttered: "Damn it, be proud...he..." He shouted suddenly: "Damn it, come here, take people to the city defense army camp. I need to practice them well. Damn, who had a stomachache while patrolling in the middle of the night yesterday? I'll put their logistics officer in a month's confinement." More than a dozen men in black quickly flashed in and served him in his armor, and thousands of people ran towards the city defense army camp.

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In the central army camp of the "Wild Horse Plain", Wen Yuan held a military book and stared at the pages, but it had not been turned over for more than half an hour. Thousands of skeleton soldiers appeared outside the defense line, but the ghost tower of the old ghost of Heitian was standing above the camp. These skeleton soldiers seemed to be a little scared and walked towards the interior of the Black Cloud Continent. From the fact that there was not dry blood on their weapons, they didn't know where they had chopped people. Especially the dozen huge skeleton racks that shone black light on them actually had a slight scent of internal energy. Could it be that they had mutated monsters?

There is still no news from the three armies. I have been looking forward to their arrival since spring. It is now late autumn. Whether it is the immortal monster army or the amazing number of Black Cloud Legion, it is not something the Celestial Army can resist. It is the slack season again. Should one million local people be recruited to join the army again? But are these soldiers reliable? Can the benefits given to them really bribe them? If these armies counterattack, will they become our own threat?

Those local autonomous governments seem to have forgotten the agreement reached with the Celestial Army, and they are actually making noises about more and more power and the power to organize the army. They are desperate? The killers of the secret camp should also exercise their muscles. They are really a group of things that don’t know what they are. But they still have the use now, and they don’t seem to have to be too anxious to clean up the garbage. When necessary, they can help the Celestial Army take the blame...

There is also Yang Tian, ​​who asked you to mine various minerals to supply the army's craftsmen, you should mine honestly, and then you can be corruption at most. Why don't you discipline your subordinates well? The people of the Guards Relying on their sudden and inexplicable improvement of their skills, it's fine. Anyway, they just beat up a few commanders with four or five levels higher than them, and I can still suppress them. Longfeng's boy actually started to open schools everywhere.

The church also teaches some strange things to the local native children. Originally, if you taught some kindness and morality to obey the Celestial Empire after opening a school, it would be fine, but now the military supervisors who are teaching can fully participate in the interview and say that you are: "Bewitching people's hearts, but their hearts are unsubmissive." Who can protect you then? But that guy Long Feng is extremely gloomy and looks like a playboy, but why can't I see through what kind of person he is?

The issue of public security must also be handled well. I just snatched power from the hands of the Black Cloud Empire. In many places, there are no troops from the Celestial Empire. The autonomous government there is useless, and even the small bandits cannot be cleaned up and comforted. But in this situation, I dare not draw troops to clear out those bandits? What if the Black Cloud Empire has already cleaned up those immortal monsters and suddenly came over?

Wen Yuan was really worried. He stared at the book tightly, and he was desperately calculating some of the most difficult problems now. What measures should be taken? Yang Tian was fine, so I would like to remind him a little. According to the kid's intelligence, the problem should be solved well. Then the biggest problem now is the lack of troops. Damn, the army that chased and killed them blindly fleeing lost 1.5 million. If they were not escaping at that time, but attacking the defense line of the Celestial Dynasty with all their might... Wen Yuan's vest couldn't help but sweat broke out.

Suddenly there was an uproar in the camp, and the soldiers all started to clamor, and at the same time, the call signal for the most urgent situation came. Wen Yuan quickly put the military book in his hand on the table, grabbed the sword beside him, and rushed out with a few golden-armored guards. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the horizon in the distance. Thousands of tall and terrifyingly moving figures slowly walked back and forth, behind him was the endless sea of ​​white and miserable skeleton soldiers.

Wen Yuan shouted: "Oops."

Qiong Daotian had already come over and started to scream before he could get off the horse: "Master, the scouts made a little judgment. There were at least millions of skeletons, and there were more than 200,000 zombies in the middle... But those zombies were almost turning into skeletons, and their flesh was almost rotten... Damn, the soldiers didn't have the courage to fight these things at all. Our own soldiers were fine, but the cavalry from the Western continent were simply lying on the ground and praying to Gods and Buddhas, who didn't dare to get up."

Wen Yuan gritted his teeth tightly and suddenly asked Qiong Daotian: "How about the other two channels?"

Qiong Daotian shook his head: "The alchemists who followed the army used the round light technique to contact there. There was no movement. It was probably the terrain that our side was the most open, so all the monsters rushed here... Damn, could all the troops of more than 10 million people in the Black Cloud Empire be eaten? How could it be that a well-trained soldier could deal with at least two such skeleton soldiers?"

Wen Yuan suddenly turned around in the same place, gritted his teeth and ordered: "All the city defense forces behind me are transferred to me, so that Yang Tian will keep a close eye on me. If the nobles of the autonomous government dare to make trouble, they will all cut off their heads... Well, ask Master Longfeng to come to the front line." Wen Yuan didn't say something in his heart: "Longfeng seems to be a little higher than the old monk Hei Tian, ​​right? It's better to ask him to stay in charge than the crazy and crazy virtues of Old Monk Hei Tian."

Hundreds of alchemists from the Great Inner chanted spells together, and hundreds of golden-armored heavenly soldiers rushed from the sky with green lights and rushed towards the sea of ​​skeletons in the distance. Countless white skeletons turned into shattered bone slags under their powerful attack, which was really invincible.

The alchemists laughed proudly, and their eyes kept glancing at the disciples of the old ghost Heitian who were watching the fun. The old ghost Heitian snorted a few times and spat hard on the ground. The thick phlegm almost splashed on the robe of the leader of the alchemists.

The old ghost of Heitian suddenly laughed wildly, holding his stomach and pointing at the skeleton army, laughing wildly. However, the large skeleton racks leading the team radiated black light rushed up, scattering the golden armored heavenly soldiers one by one. With the golden light, all these heavenly soldiers who were still very proud just now were wiped out and turned into the purest energy flow and scattered.

The alchemists were stunned and gritted their teeth and started to mutter again. The old ghost of Heitian laughed in his heart: "Damn it, look at how much mana you have and how much spirit you have to constantly summon the guardians. His grandma, when you have no magic power, it will be my turn to show my face. See, you stinky Taoist priests dare to compete with me in front of the emperor. Bah, fuck your grandma."

The thing that made the old ghost of Heitian almost drop his chin to the ground happened. Green lights continued to fall from the sky. Countless heavenly soldiers with three or four ordinary people-sized heavenly soldiers were rectifying their weapons and rushed over. The alchemists were also stunned. They never expected such a thing to happen. Heitian Old Ghost raised his head and could vaguely see a clear air floating in the sky, and pleasant music was still heard inside.

Long Feng suddenly appeared directly next to Wen Yuan from the air. Wen Yuan was overjoyed: "Master Long Feng, look..." Long Feng ignored him, stared at the auspicious clouds in the sky, looked at the clear air, touched his chin and complained in a low voice, "Please, you don't have to do this, okay? I have to make everyone in the world know how great you are? Why don't you fall from the clouds and fall to death?"

Long Feng smiled grimly: "Master Wen, I think there are still many prisoners in the camp, right? I want those prisoners, and I want to use their blood and life to disperse these monsters."

Wen Yuan gritted his teeth and made up his mind to say, "No problem, there are still 130,000 prisoners in total, is it enough?" Long Feng nodded coldly, looked at Qiong Daotian, Qiong Daotian nodded quickly, and issued an order: "Take all the prisoners here immediately and cut them all over their heads."

The old ghost in Heitian ran over after hearing the news. When he heard this order, he laughed happily: "Cutting people? I like it, fuck, I have been suffocating to death in the camp these two days. Do it, hurry up, hurry up, let those stinky Taoist priests see how powerful I am."

An extremely old Danshi walked slowly and sneered at the old ghost of Heitian and said, "Elder Heitian, it seems that we have won now, so you don't have to work hard, right?"

Long Feng stared at him coldly. This old Taoist who had been practicing hard for a lifetime could not withstand Long Feng's glare. He quickly turned to the side. Thirteen thousand prisoners had been taken up, and many people were still struggling desperately. They were immediately knocked unconscious by the soldiers who were watching them and dragged forward randomly.

Thirteen thousand big swords were raised, and the hands of the old ghost Heitian and Long Feng slowly raised, and began to recite their own strange spells. Thirteen thousand blood spurted out from their necks, and the ghost tower suspended above the camp suddenly emitted countless black air, sucking these blood columns, gathering the blood into an unparalleled blood curtain hanging between the heaven and earth.

Sweat beads oozed out of the old ghost Hei Tian's forehead. After the blood curtain was completely formed, he immediately squatted on the ground and started cursing: "Damn it, I'm still a human being after all, I'm not a god yet... I'm tired... Damn little bastards, don't you help me?" His apprentices rushed up.

Long Feng's eyes emitted a very strange blood light. The powerful demonic energy in his body was moving in full swing without any reservation, gathering in the blood curtain. A thirteen-star magic array flashed in the blood curtain. The blood curtain suddenly exploded and turned into a covered blood light, sweeping out from the camp of the Celestial Army. The entire world seemed to be covered by this blood light, and the clouds in the sky turned blood red.

The first one is the unlucky one. The heavenly soldiers in more than 100,000 golden armored armor. They were wrapped in blood and were all destroyed without any ability to resist. Then the undead army, which was more than one million, was transformed into the most basic particles under the power of blood and dissipated into the heaven and earth.

Long Feng showed a grim smile on his face, his long hair danced behind his head, and black demonic energy appeared all over his body, controlling the blood in the sky and rushed straight towards the green light in the sky. The green light flashed slightly, and the blood immediately disappeared. Long Feng seemed to be hit hard, flew back hundreds of feet out of thin air, and sprayed a mouthful of blood. Before he fell into a coma, Long Feng sent a message: "Remember the agreement between us, you are not allowed to interfere here. No matter how many people die, it is my business. You have no right to stop me."

A gentle sigh spread throughout the world, but no one heard it, and the auspicious clouds in the sky disappeared quickly.

Yang Tian sneered from afar: "Damn, I haven't become an emperor yet, but I have killed millions of Black Cloud soldiers. Are there anyone busy hosting justice? Damn, where are you bastards?" I just don't know if Yang Tian still has the courage to say such words after knowing the true identities of these "bastards".

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Wen Yuan carefully took care of Long Feng and issued an order with a heavy face: "Send ten times more scouts, I want to understand what's going on? Why did the army of the Black Cloud Empire stop those monsters? Could it be that the entire Black Cloud Empire legion has been wiped out?"

Qiong Daotian licked his lips: "It doesn't matter if they were destroyed. What they were afraid of is that there was no Black Cloud Army standing in front, we had to face those things directly... I don't want to fight with a group of skeletons." All the generals nodded in a slight sense of fear, showing a look of not daring to understand.

Just in the central plain of the Black Cloud Continent, endless immortal army was still pouring out from the exit, and the unlucky militia were still attacking them from both sides in vain, but there was no effect at all. The large army of the Black Cloud Empire tightly held the direction of their great emperor's escape, blocking waves of attacks from the sea of ​​skeletons. The number of the entire Immortal army was about 20 million. The one who arrived in front of Wenyuan Camp was just one of the army sent to sweep away the creatures. Their main force was on the verge of the black cloud army with red eyes.

In a blink of an eye, winter has arrived, and the first snowflakes slowly falling from the sky, which completely made Wen Yuan's heart cool. The third army has been one year late. Could it be that something happened in China? That is impossible, absolutely impossible. Every time my emergency documents can still be transmitted back, why is there no explanation?

Wen Yuan summoned all the senior generals and formally issued an order to expand the army wildly: "Call local young and middle-aged people of appropriate age from their respective occupations to supplement the army into the Celestial Empire, and strive to increase the number of troops to seven million in this winter. All military pay is under the responsibility of Commander Yang Tian, ​​allowing him to engage in cheap work." Yang Tian smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, while the other generals almost burst into tears: It is easy to recruit millions of people to join the army, but it is difficult to train them well. Out of the pride of the Celestial Army, these generals will definitely not allow their soldiers to come out of the situation of the Black Cloud Empire Legion.

When the biting cold wind swept across the continent, the only front line of land near the sea was still warm and humid climate. The generals of the Celestial Empire who stayed in the city of Paradise were surprised to welcome the vanguard fleet of the Third Army. There was an explanation as to why they arrived so slowly: they encountered huge winds and waves on the way, and the ships could not pass at all, so they could only retreat to the mainland. In depressed, Emperor Tianyou ordered the whole country to rush to build warships, and at the same time they worked hard to train the subsequent elite soldiers. Therefore, the three armies that are coming are now a huge army with more than 50,000 warships and five million elites. All troops and warships are officially under Wen Yuan's command.

The report of the arrival of the three armies was transmitted to Wen Yuan’s desk three days later. Wen Yuan laughed a few times and immediately issued the following order: "The work of recruiting soldiers can be suspended, but the city defense forces in various places can increase their staff as needed. The front-line army mobilized the husband and built a camp that was enough to accommodate five million soldiers, and the construction was completed before the three armies arrived."

The transfer order from the report made Wen Yuan look thoughtful: "Now, Yang Tian, ​​the commander of the Holy Dragon Guards, and his subordinates, returned to Shengjing to give up his posts, and ordered them to be rewarded. The other generals of the First and Second Army were upgraded to a higher level on the original basis. The occupied land at this time was divided into fertile land in a radius of thousands of miles, and they were rewarded by Wen Yuan."

It was already two days after Yang Tian received the transfer order. He rolled his eyes. Long Feng smiled: "I don't feel at ease with you... I probably am afraid that you will rebel. After all, your father and the previous emperor don't seem to have a good relationship, right?"

Yang Tian snorted a few times, closed his eyes, and began to think about countermeasures wildly. He knew that Long Feng would not give him any advice, and he could only rely on himself.
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