Returning to the realm, Wei Yuan took the young men back to the new city, buried the dead outside the city, treated the injured, and everything was back on track.
In this battle, 200 of the 30,000 young men who had just entered the blood-melting realm were killed, and more than 100 were injured, with more killed and fewer injured. The 10,000 Northern Xinjiang cavalry were completely wiped out, and the survivors were probably less than a thousand. Those who could survive would not be able to survive in the future.
Can't go to the battlefield.
Before the war, no one except Wei Yuan could have imagined that it would be such a victory. Yue Jinshan only had 60,000 cavalry in total, and he had never suffered a major defeat in his life, but he did not expect that when testing the strength of the realm, he lost a full 10,000, and the loss was more than 10,000.
Any major war in the past was more serious.
Like a lone wolf, he wants to take a bite of his prey to test his strength, but he doesn't want to lose all his teeth.
For this battle, Wei Yuan reviewed all the battle cases of the Northern Iron Cavalry, collected all the information he could find, and even sneaked in to observe secretly.
The training the teenagers received was all to change ammunition faster and shoot more accurately. The guns and bullets have also been improved many times, and finally reached the requirement of sucking to the bottom and reloading smoothly. Wei Yuan simulated many times with his own cavalry.
In the end, the teenagers were able to shoot out all five rounds of ammunition in just a few breaths from when the cavalry entered the shooting range to when they rushed in front of them. The reason why it was five rounds was because they could not shoot more.
They will not be afraid or shaken, and they will not stop their planned actions even if the enemy's swords and guns have been pierced into their bodies. Only they can fire six shots under the terrifying pressure of the cavalry charging at full speed. That's why Wei Yuan said at the beginning,
These young men are the natural enemies of the cavalry.
Without them, Wei Yuan would have had to fight hard with more than a thousand Daoji knights and tens of thousands of iron cavalry, with faceless warriors on the left and right using honeycomb flying swords to cover up their fire. Although he could win, it would rely on his level and numbers to overwhelm others, and Yue Jinshan might not be able to do so.
Clothes.
After this battle, there are still many things that need to be summarized. For example, there was a big problem with the projectile steel cylinder. Only two of the more than twenty rounds exploded.
Another example is that the speed of loading and reloading is now close to the limit. Not everyone can achieve a rate of fire of 600 with manual front loading like Yu Zhizhuo.
However, if you want to change the front-loading to the rear-loading, you need to redesign the entire gun, which inevitably requires adding many mechanical structures. In addition to the trigger stock, the gun structure that Xu Wenwu can remember only has one bolt, and the bolt is also
Just remember the exposed handle.
If you do not add a reloading structure, but instead use the simple method of inserting the rear loader and adding a bottom plug to block it, then the speed of the front loader and the rear loader is actually about the same, and the front loader has fewer parts and is stronger.
After discussion among the cultivators of Taichu Palace, they all agreed that instead of rushing to completely design a new gun, they should first popularize the mature steel-barrel gun. The bullets were also polished and needed to be re-produced.
Wei Yuan handed over some matters to everyone, and he hurried to the Qingming Boundary Stone and started cultivating in secret.
At this moment, the black water in his Daoji was rolling more and more fiercely, as if boiling. Wei Yuan also felt faintly trembling, as if something under the water was struggling to surface.
Since the gate to all realms was opened, the black pool where it is located has become more and more weird. Sometimes Wei Yuan stands on the edge of the pool and cannot see the bottom at all. If he perceives it with his spiritual consciousness, even if it is hundreds of feet deep, he still cannot see it.
There is no bottom. But judging from the size of Yushan, even if it has become ten feet high after being promoted to the middle stage, the depth of the pool should not exceed two feet.
Wei Yuan had an intuition that something bad might happen if he jumped into the pool.
The water in the pool became more and more violent, and only with the help of Qing Ming's power could it be controlled within a certain range. Under the water in the pool, something was obviously struggling, as if it was about to break out of its shell.
It made Wei Yuan's soul feel pressure.
This thing seems to be constantly changing, while absorbing all the concepts around it that can be absorbed. The strange thing is that what it absorbs the most is Wei Yuan's knowledge about cultivation methods, rules of heaven and earth, and luck. Like a newly born baby,
Learn all about the world through curiosity.
It struggled more and more fiercely. In a blink of an eye, Wei Yuan could not suppress it with the help of Qing Ming's power. A wave suddenly burst out of the pool water, and a black shadow broke out of the water, standing firmly on the mountain of thousands of miles of rivers!
This is a man, nine feet tall, holding a long horse-killing sword, with a face as cold and hard as iron, showing his fierceness and domineering.
A knight appeared above him. The knight was covered in heavy armor, and his eyes under the helmet were on fire. The horse under his crotch was also covered in iron armor. The armor was covered with sharp blades, and sparks were constantly sprayed from his nostrils, like a god or demon!
Wei Yuan could not recognize this knight, but there was no doubt that he was Dharma Xiang. The one who struggled out of the black pool was actually Dharma Xiang monk!?
When Xu Li attacked that day, Wei Yuan killed more than 4,000 people in total, of whom only 1,000 were killed in battle, and the remaining 3,000 were captured alive. Those 1,000 people who died in battle eventually turned into 20 faceless warriors.
As for the battle with Yue Jinshan, unknown to others, Wei Yuan saw clearly that the souls of all the knights who died in the battle had not dissipated, but had entered the gates of all realms one by one because the gates to all realms had been opened.
The souls of nearly ten thousand knights finally transformed into this Dharma warrior. Although we still don’t know what his Dharma form is, we can tell from a glance that he is good at fighting and killing.
Looking at the motionless Dharma warrior in front of him, Wei Yuan was suddenly speechless. The path to immortality was difficult. He had spent ten years and countless resources to cultivate to the middle stage of Daoji. He still didn't know when he would reach Yun Shen.
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As a result, now I have an additional Dharma warrior in my Taoist abyss. Is this Dharma image my own or not? Who do I think I am?
If the Dharma Warrior is a big meal, am I the plate that holds the food?
Or according to the common saying in the outer world, I am now 0.25 Dharma?
Just as he was having a headache, Wei Yuan suddenly felt something in his heart. He flew out of the quiet room and looked up at the sky.
At this time, a layer of thin clouds appeared in the sky in the realm, like silk and gauze, and the sunlight penetrated through the thin clouds, illuminating the mountains and forests, like a fairyland.
A slight drizzle fell in the air, and there was a refreshing spiritual energy in the rain. Many people put down their work, walked out of the house, and looked at the sudden spiritual rain in amazement.
The earth is full of vitality, the spiritual rain is high and low, and all plants are growing.
In comparison, the requirements for ordinary rice are extremely low, so how can it ever be treated with spiritual water? At this time, the heaven and earth work together, so it grows wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it grows from a small seedling that just broke through the ground to a height of several feet.
Ji Liuli appeared next to Wei Yuan, also looking at the spiritual rain that stood out from behind, and after a moment he said: "Where does this gift from heaven and earth come from?"
Wei Yuan's face was solemn and he slowly shook his head.
Ji Liuli asked again: "Is it those ten thousand cavalry?"
"I think... it might be."
"This thing is a bit weird. I will go back to the palace in the next few days to ask the ancestor what is going on."
What neither of them said was that the scope of the spiritual rain this time was very large, covering the entire realm, and it was so numerous that it didn't seem like a gift from heaven and earth. Seriously speaking, it was somewhat similar to the Wu Clan's sacrifice to heaven.
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When he returned to his residence, Wei Yuan was always a little restless and could not calm down after practicing several times. So he simply got up and set up his formation. When encountering problems, he always consulted Feng Shui. This is the basic quality of every Taichu Palace monk.
In the first hexagram, Wei Yuan used the breath of red lotus and bodhi as a guide, and obtained the hexagram that the opportunity is in the southeast.
But this hexagram is a bit unclear. This is something bad about Buddhism. It likes to practice meditation and is always confused. It’s okay to understand it this way, or it’s okay to understand it that way. Anyway, in the end, they all turn out to be right.
Wei Yuan also made a calculation using the breath of the laurel fairy tree as a guide, and said that the chance of victory lies in the northwest.
Wei Yuan did not give up, and used the white lotus on the dirty soil as a guide for divination, and the result was that it would start in the northeast.
At this point, Wei Yuan finally understood that immortals have spirits and each have their own thoughts.
Wei Yuan suddenly felt something in his heart. After all, there was a girl with a higher level in the mountains and rivers. When he came to the girl, he did not deliberately look at the increasingly detailed body. He stretched out his hand and rubbed her body a few times.
Got off, took some breath, and then left the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles.
Just as he was about to start the practice, Wei Yuan was suddenly startled and found that there was an inch-long hair in his hand. Was this the hair that had been rubbed off the girl just now?
Why is she still losing hair?
The yin and yang of Daoji are integrated into one body. If you cut off one place, you will cut off the whole body. According to the common sense of cultivating immortals, even Zhang Sheng's fourth fairy sword cannot cut off the girl.
The only way to end a hair is to destroy it with one sword. But if you want to destroy Yin and Yang, I am afraid that it is not possible for the True Lord to do it.
That day, in the duel with the common swordsman Xu Shiqi, the girl was destroyed with one sword of Yin and Yang. Feiye's Immortal Killing Sword could only account for 10% of the success, and 90% of it was actually crushed by the Yin and Yang Dao body.
But now, a strand of hair stopped in the palm of Wei Yuan's hand. It was clearly a yin and yang aura, seeming to mock Wei Yuan's ignorance.
At this time, Wei Yuan naturally knew where this hair should be used. Immortals have spirits, and they can't be used elsewhere even if they want to.
So Wei Yuan set up a Feng Shui formation and threw his hair into it. The Feng Shui formation worked on its own, raising his status to an unprecedented level, and then he came to a very clear conclusion without any ambiguity:
The fate is in the far north.
At this point, Wei Yuan finally understood that immortals would never agree.
If there are more opportunities in the future, and there are more immortal plants in the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, I am afraid that the eight directions will not be enough.
It's just that if the hexagrams are calculated to this extent, it's like they haven't been calculated at all.
Wei Yuan closed his eyes slightly and concentrated on his calculations, and finally instinctively felt that there should be something going on in the southeast.
The southeast is in the direction of Quliu Town. Maybe nothing happened there originally, but since Wei Yuan relied on his intuition to figure out that there should be something going on there, he could figure it out if nothing happened. Otherwise, wouldn't it appear that Wei Yuan is not good at hexagrams?
The Western Jin Dynasty had already tested their own strength, so they had to do something, after all, it was incestuous to not reciprocate.
Wei Yuan walked out of his residence, summoned Qingju, and summoned his subordinates at the same time. Half an hour later, a large group of masked knights left the boundary and headed straight for Quliu Town.
Yuan Qingyan was sitting in the study. At this time, the sky was gloomy, the clouds were dense, and the room was as dark as night, but he did not light the lamp.
There was a bowl of soup on the table next to it. Yuan Qingyan reached out to bring it over and took a sip, then silently put it back to its place, still without lighting the lamp.
The soup is already cold.
There was a sudden commotion outside the study, and the servants were panicked, as if something big had happened.
According to Yuan Qingyan's past temper, he would have opened the door to scold him a long time ago, and at least add a few more whips. But now he suddenly lost his mood, and he seemed to be too tired to even be angry.
There was a gentle knock on the study door.
Yuan Qingyan finally couldn't help but get a little angry and shouted: "What's the matter!?"
The study door opened, and the housekeeper walked in cautiously and said, "Master Yuan, something bad has happened! The Zhan...Zhantian Gang has entered the city!"
Yuan Qingyan just said oh and said: "I know, go down...wait, go get my sword!"
The housekeeper was startled and said in surprise: "Master, please keep Qingshan here..."
"Go quickly!"
The butler did not dare to say anything, and after a moment he brought Yuan Qingyan's sword.
Yuan Qingyan straightened his clothes, sat upright, and put his sword on his knees. He suddenly felt that the room was a little dark, and then he thought of lighting a lamp.
Quliu Town was in deathly silence at this time. There was not a single soul in the empty streets. Only the sound of horse hooves echoed continuously, with faint echoes.
Wei Yuan raised his eyes and looked around, but saw no defenders or government officials, as if this was a dead city. As for the people, they are all in Qingming now, but there are none here.
There are still some changes in Quliu Town. The original Lying Ping Inn has become a county government office, and nearby is the deputy general government office. The newly painted door is dazzlingly red.
Wei Yuan rode his horse and walked slowly towards the Yamen of the County Sheriff's Mansion. Before entering the city, he had seen some scattered defenders, but when they saw the masked knight, the defenders instantly dispersed. The swiftness of their movements was astonishing.
Wei Yuan came to the gate of the Sheriff's Mansion and knocked lightly on the door with his spear.
There was no movement at the door, only the sound of teeth chattering inside could be heard.
Wei Yuan smiled slightly and said: "It seems that Mr. Yuan doesn't want to see us, so let's go."
A large group of horse bandits were enjoying themselves and passed through the city in broad daylight. The county guard had the responsibility of guarding the land. As a result, the large group of horse bandits not only entered the county town, but also swaggered through the city in front of the county guard's house and the deputy general's house. Wei Yuan wanted to take a look.
How else could he wash it this time?
Chapter completed!