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    Merits alone were not enough, one also needed time to raise the realm.

    And.

    The current team is too weak, and with the quality of the army outmatched by the Borderers, there is a greater need to gain an advantage in numbers.

    The Xu system turned around, and the heroic young girl accompanied her.

    Lead the team back into the snow and wind.

    “Hoo-“

    “Hoo-“

    The wind came in gusts, blowing and freezing the ears.

    The exhaled breath, all of it, forms a white mist.

    On the vast and boundless border, there are still many “sinners” struggling for survival and eager to live, and eating is the biggest thing in the world, so hungry people will eventually come together to form a rebellious blade.

    “Big Brother Xu, I’m hungry again.”

    “…… Aniu, your appetite lately, has it gotten bigger?”

    “Hey, hey, hey, hey, I’m stupid, I only know how to eat.”

    The sounds of conversation were gradually covered by the wind and snow.

    The more distant, the more subtle.

    Until it completely disappeared into the white sky and earth.

    ……

    ……

    Two months later, the winter became even more bitter and cold, with gusty winds sweeping in snowflakes that were painful to the face.

    Soldiers of the border army who are ordered to guard the border against demons and watch over the sinners.

    There was a flurry of finding tattered and rotten clothes.

    Wrap it around your face.

    Leave room for eyes and nose only.

    Mitsuru was a veteran, he had been stationed at the pass for some years, and his hands skillfully took up the cloth and wrapped it round and round the vicissitudes of his face.

    “Old Sanmao, why are you wrapped up so tightly?”

    Some of the younger recruits made fun of Mitsuru.

    Thinks veterans make a big deal out of it.

    “Hmph,” Old Sanmao hummed on disdainfully, “You dolls, how do you know how powerful White Wind Child is, wait for the flesh on your face to rot off!”

    His tone was so sure of himself that the recruits, who had mocked him, wrapped up their faces in hesitation.

    Only after seeing this did Old Mitsuru nod in satisfaction.

    Like a victorious cricket general.

    Holding his head high, with that wrapped up ugly face, he put on his armor and walked towards the tower with his spear in hand.

    “Good morning, old Sanmao!”

    “Mitsuru.”

    “Old Mitsuru.”

    On the way, people kept saying hello to the old Sanmao.

    In fact, Sansho is not the veteran’s real name.

    His original name was a country common name similar to Doggie and Tiger.

    It was only after three incidents of being a dime a dozen in the veteran’s life that he was called a triffid by those around him, and he felt justified in doing so.

    Not a dime a dozen for the 1st time.

    As a teenager, I couldn’t afford to bury my dead parents, much less hold a beautiful funeral banquet.

    The 2nd one is a dime a dozen.

    It is youth, and the next door neighbor’s daughter Cuihua two love, but no money to pay the bride, and finally in the old man’s curse in the marriage.

    The 3rd one is a dime a dozen.

    When he was middle-aged, his wife and son went out on the street together, and was trampled to death by a passing official’s son, who still had no money to organize a big funeral, and could only be buried hastily.

    Three times a dime, three times a life turnaround.

    It made the veteran grin dementedly.

    Caught on the road, he was taken prisoner, and in a daze came to the border crossing wearing tough armor that he had once not dared to think about, as well as a mighty spear.

    Old Sanmao’s cultivation talent was not good, his temples were pale and he had joined the army for many years yet he only had the strength of the first realm of body forging, which was only slightly stronger than a mortal.

    The other border soldiers laughed at him from time to time.

    But he didn’t care.

    Old Sanmao was very open-minded: “We were born with a cheap life, and it’s already a blessing to be able to practice martial arts!”

    Feeling the very weak qi and blood in his body, Old Sanmao’s complacency increased.

    Even if it’s wrapped in cloth.

    You can feel the smugness too.

    Soon.

    Old Sanmao skillfully mounted the tower, performing the task of standing guard, and there were other border troops on the tower, who gathered to discuss some words that Old Sanmao could not understand at all.

    “Hey, have you guys heard?”

    “Do you mean the rebels, or ……”

    “Nonsense, of course it’s the rebels, to make that much noise.”

    There are a lot of border troops in Da Qian, but there has never been a major incident at the border gates, and the soldiers have long developed the habit of being lazy.

    Browbeating about something in the winter sun.

    Old Mitsuru couldn’t resist joining in.

    Inquired, “Where did the rebels come from, and which state is in turmoil again?”

    Old Sanmao thought it was a rebellion in the thirteen states within Da Qian.

    But the bystanders shook their heads, claiming that the rebellion did not start in the thirteen states, but that the “sinners” on the borderline had the audacity to try to rebel.

    “That rebel army is so fierce, but it is only a month or so, and it has even put together tens of thousands of people.”

    “Hey hey hey, I heard ah, the leader of the rebel army is a demonic Taoist, who can make a handful of bean-scattering Taoist magic, that’s why there are so many rebels.”

    “Huh, why did I hear that the leader of the rebels is a demoness?”

    “No, no, no, there are two chiefs, one named Mr. Xu Da and the other Mr. Wu Xiao.”

    “It …… never mind, it doesn’t matter, those rebels can’t fight their way in anyway.”

    The Great Qian Border Army, including Old Sanmao.

    There were nods of agreement.

    The rebels are nothing but a bunch of mudbloods, and those present, who are also mudbloods, know that rebelling against the “grown-ups” is an impossibility.

    The armies stationed at the Great Qian Pass are far superior in force to mortals.

    The martial arts generals responsible for sitting in on the town were at least at the innate realm.

    In some important locations, the scale is grand enough to pass, there are even the innate third realm of the Seeing God powerhouse, how can the rebel army composed of a mere “sinful people” have a chance to win.

    “Delusional ……”

    Old Mitsuru shook his head.

    Feeling incomprehensible for the behavior of that group of sinful people.

    The other soldiers around them are still telling stories about what happened to the rebels.

    It’s exaggerated.

    It’s outrageous.

    Some people said that those stragglers who had lost their homes were more vicious than the demons in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and had stormed the other passes many times, only to fail in the end.

    Some say that those stragglers are evil spirits returning from hell, and even if the iron hooves trample on them, they will brazenly take up their pitchforks to stop them.

    It’s almost like a heavenly soldier from mythology.

    There is no mudslinging timidity.

    No matter how much he chided, there was nothing but pure murderous intent in his eyes, the audacity of it all!

    This in the end, what is it for, actually even their own lives are given up, the old three hairs can not help but ask again.

    “Buzz–“

    “Buzz–“

    Rumble!

    Like it was an answer to old Mitsuru’s question.

    Suddenly, in the extreme distance visible from the tower, a black wave of people appeared from nowhere, armed with different weapons, and rushed wildly towards this pass.

    “It’s the black rebels!” , someone saw the muddy stinking filth.

    “It’s the red rebels!” , someone saw clothing stained red with blood.

    “It’s the yellow rebels!” , someone saw rotten shoes and rags that had turned the color of yellow because they hadn’t been washed for a long time.

    The starving people chanted the word “live”, their eyes hollow but burning with fire, and in a formation that was not at all disciplined and disorganized, they rushed to the front of the pass in a matter of moments.

    Wants to do a break-in.

    “Unbridled!!!”

    The two Da Qian military generals sitting at the pass roared.

    They were martial arts masters of the innate realm, but in the ranks of the stragglers, the same two innate astral deities erupted and confronted them from afar.

    “Sir, watch this.”

    “My first shot after breaking through the innate!”

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