Chapter 399: If there are more than ten million barbarian soldiers
Only the last of the barbarian soldiers who were covered with arrows remained.
The monster under the crotch was also shot through its head, body, and limbs.
Their pace was extremely slow and they had lost the ability to charge. The monster's head was penetrated by several arrows and then exploded.
The severe pain caused it to instinctively open its bloody mouth and bite everything in front of it.
However, in front of its mouth, there are only the legs and feet of its owner.
Click——
One leg was bitten off severely, and this action seemed to drain the last bit of the monster's energy.
With a loud bang, it fell down.
The barbarian soldier whose leg was bitten off did not resent the monster he had grown up with.
He raised the huge stone hammer in his hand and let out a final roar in the direction of the Xiyi archers. Then he jumped up high and used all his strength to smash the stone hammer out.
The stone hammer, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, kept spinning and circling in mid-air, as if it was reluctant to fall to the ground.
But even birds with wings will eventually fall.
When the stone hammer as big as a millstone fell to the ground, the barbarian soldiers also fell heavily to the ground.
A large amount of dust rose up, but was blown away by a gust of wind, and did not fall on the corpse of the barbarian soldier.
Meng Shuai, Hong Shuai and others fell from the sky and landed next to him.
Looking down at the barbarian soldier who still held his head high even to death, Meng Shuai sighed.
"If there are tens of millions of barbarian soldiers, even if they form a large army, they still have to be wary of three points."
Hong Shuai's face was as deep as the abyss, staring at the direction in which the Xiyi archers were escaping: "They really deserve to die!"
Although the barbarian soldiers were once enemies of the Dagan Frontier Army, at this moment, facing such a group of opponents who died on the charge, no matter who they were, they would feel respectful.
There is no right or wrong in this world, and there are no natural enemies, it's just that the two sides are not standing in the same direction.
"Yeah, damn it!" Meng Shuai's eyes were like lightning, staring ahead.
Countless frontier soldiers swarmed past them, took over the charge of the barbarians, and continued to rush towards the Xiyi archers.
Although in Daqian's world, the dead are the least important.
But during the charge, the border troops still subconsciously avoided the corpses of the barbarians at their feet.
Otherwise, if more than two million people step on it, even a piece of iron will be crushed.
These barbarian soldiers shouldn't end up like this.
……
A few days later, the entire city of Kyoto was boiling.
Good news came from the northwest. Three generals led the border troops to defeat the invading Western Yi archers.
In this battle, a total of 290,000 barbarians and tens of thousands of Xiyi archers were wiped out.
The most exciting thing is that it is said that Xiyi has an eleven-feathered archer who is equivalent to the Taoist realm, and he was seriously injured by Meng Shuai and Hong Shuai.
It was precisely because of this that the situation of the battle was reversed.
Although there are still hundreds of thousands of Xiyi archers who have crossed the cliff and fled back to the forest plains, it is possible that the eleven feathered archers will not come back again after their injuries are healed.
But such a big victory still makes many people talk about it.
Even in the blacksmith camp, these things are being discussed.
Jiang Lin was even surrounded by Qi Tiejiang and others, who couldn't stop praising him.
"To be able to injure the eleven-feathered archer must be Master Jiang's arrows!"
"This is natural. Besides Mr. Jiang, who can help the border army defeat the legendary Daowu realm!"
"After this battle, I'm afraid your Excellency will have to be promoted to a higher position."
The blacksmith masters gathered around him, their faces full of joy.
Jiang Lin is now not only their backbone, but also their pride.
It is no exaggeration to say that in today's blacksmith camp, Jiang Lin's words are more effective than the minister of the Ministry of Industry.
Even Song Ziyan, who was so tired that his whole body was cramping from wielding the huge pig iron weapon, couldn't help but stop.
"Sister Yingchun, are you very powerful in the Taoist realm?"
Sheng Yingchun did not stop, but responded by inhaling and gathering strength: "It's amazing."
"I don't think it's very good. Master only made three arrows and won." Song Ziyan said.
Sheng Yingchun's movements paused slightly, and then her voice was decisive: "Because Master is the most powerful in the world!"
Only Old Man Wei looked at Jiang Lin surrounded by everyone with a smile on his face.
He was born in the frontier army and knew the ropes very well.
With nearly three million frontier troops and three generals, they can theoretically be said to be almost invincible.
However, the Dao Martial Realm is another level of legend that has not appeared for hundreds of years.
How can such a person be treated with common sense?
It took nearly a month after the three arrows were sent before the good news came back. The war must not be as easy as talked about.
It's really amazing that Jiang Lin can make a contribution in such a war.
Think about the young boy who just came to the blacksmith camp and helped him clean the house every day, working hard and without complaint.
Old Man Wei shook his head subconsciously. Many people said that Jiang Lin was able to achieve what he is today because he met him and Zhao Yankui. But Old Man Wei knew in his heart that it was because he and Zhao Yankui met Jiang Lin that they were blessed today.
It's just that Jiang Lin values friendship and is as close to him as a grandfather and grandson, so he doesn't need to care too much about this.
In the crowd, Jiang Lin cupped his hands and said, "Masters, please stop praising us and just do what you should do. Let's talk about this after today's business is over."
Blacksmith Qi asked with a smile: "Sir, are you going to treat us to a drink tonight?"
Looking at the expectant faces, Jiang Lin said: "Of course."
Everyone cheered immediately. Everyone's pockets were bulging now. They didn't have tens of thousands of taels of silver, but they could still easily come up with a few hundred taels.
If you want to drink, you can go to a good restaurant.
But no matter how good the restaurant is in the world, it can’t compare to the half point rewarded by Mr. Jiang!
What they had was not food and wine, but the honor of being able to be happy with Jiang Lin!
Jiang Lin knew it well, so he didn't care too much. After all, they were all masters who grew up together, and people like Tiejiang Qi had been very helpful to him.
Jiang Lin still knows what should be remembered.
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After everyone left one after another, Jiang Lin felt a look.
Turning around to look, Jiang Lin couldn't help but smile when he saw Old Man Wei nodding slightly to him.
The northwest frontier army won, and Master Wei must be very happy.
However, there is one more thing to be happy about.
Jiang Lin glanced at the information on the alchemy.
[Skill 8: Nine-turn success at level 11. The success rate of elixir refining is 100%, the quality of the elixir will be increased by three times, and the grade will be improved by 18%. You can create your own elementary, intermediate, and advanced elixir recipes (the self-creation progress of advanced healing elixir recipes is 98%)]< br>
After twenty or thirty days of waiting, the progress of creating the advanced healing elixir is almost complete.
At this rate, it should be completed today.
As soon as possible, Old Man Wei's leg can be cured tomorrow.
But Jiang Lin couldn't wait that long. As soon as the elixir recipe was created, he would immediately start refining it.
Although he didn't know what kind of medicinal materials to use, Jiang Lin had already asked Zui Wanglou to prepare.
In Kyoto City today, all medicine shops are always open, waiting to buy medicinal materials from the watchtower.
Some people may say that Old Man Wei has been lame for decades, so what can he do if he waits one more night?
In Jiang Lin's opinion, it was precisely because Old Man Wei had waited for so long that he could no longer delay.
Even if Jiang Lin was given 10,000 materials for a weapon belonging to a strange military attache, he would not be able to make it.
But don’t talk about your own affairs for half a minute, not even for half a second!
As for the war in the northwest, now that the dust has settled for the time being, Jiang Lin is still a little happy.
It's not that I'm happy that the frontier army won the battle, but I'm thinking, should Yu Shuai fulfill his promise?
What about the materials you agreed on?
Jiang Lin turned to look at the Hengyu Furnace. There was already a crack on the surface of the purple-gold seeds in the furnace, and more intense purple-gold seedlings had grown out.
The Hengyu furnace injects the vitality of heaven and earth day and night, feeding the seeds "white and fat", with sufficient nutrition, and they grow faster than expected.
Although it is only the size of a soybean and its leaves are not spread out, its spirituality is almost the same as that of a Hengyu stove.
Sensing Jiang Lin's eyes, the seedling of the ancient purple golden tree immediately conveyed a wave of emotions.
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Jiang Lin laughed and said, "Look at you, what's wrong? There are so many question marks."
This seedling is the inheritance of the ancient Purple Gold Wood. Jiang Lin had an idea in his mind, whether he could take the opportunity to get the original body.
But as soon as the idea arose, he rejected it on his own.
The ancient purple gold tree was planted in the Marshal's Mansion instead of the royal garden of the palace, which must have a profound meaning.
If he could give it, Yu Shuai would probably have given it to him long ago.
"That's fine, as long as we can collect more ancient red iron." Jiang Lin thought to himself, not knowing which of the three arrows played the greatest role in this battle.
……
In the imperial study room, Emperor Shun looked at an arrow placed on the desk and gently rubbed it with his fingers.
Then, he picked up the Supervisory Saint Soldier's arrow with the broken tip and asked: "Is this the arrow that seriously injured the eleven feathered archers?"
Yu Shuai nodded and said: "This is the news sent back by Meng Shuai. One arrow shattered the defense of the eleven-feathered archer, causing him to flee seriously injured."
Baize's Holy Soldier Arrows were damaged during the confrontation, and Xuanwu Holy Soldier Arrows were taken away by Guo Jiuxing, the Taoist Master of the Xujian Dao. Only the Supervisor Holy Soldier Arrows were left, and Meng Shuai dug hundreds of meters to find them.
Although the Eleven Feathered Divine Archers were injured, the physical body of the Dao Martial Realm is indeed extremely powerful. Even the Supervisory Saint Soldier Arrows, which are based on divine red ancient iron and supplemented with countless materials, have lost most of their gods at this moment. sex.
After all, it is only a middle-grade holy weapon. It has not been directly destroyed by the Dao Martial Realm's physical body, so it is already powerful enough.
Yu Shuai hesitated slightly, but finally said: "Based on my understanding of Jiang Lin, this person will not attack easily. Your Majesty, there is no need to worry."
Emperor Shun put down the Supervisory Saint Soldier's arrow, turned to face Yu Shuai, and said quietly: "Yu Shuai is too worried. Even if this arrow is ten times more powerful, I have never been worried."
Others may think that Emperor Shun is exaggerating. The supervising holy weapon arrows that are ten times stronger can really kill even those in the Daowu realm.
No matter how powerful you are, can you still be more powerful than the Dao Martial Realm?
But Yu Shuai didn't have the slightest doubt. Instead, he nodded and said: "Your Majesty said it is."
Looking at him like this, it seems that the emperor is not boasting, but really has no fear of stronger arrows.
Emperor Shun did not dwell too much on this topic and asked: "This battle can be regarded as his great contribution. What do you think Yu Shuai should reward him for?"
(End of chapter)