Chapter 157: Qingmei's letter, ungrateful

Bao Guanlong said: "Follow orders. If you are told to retreat, then retreat. If you are told to defend, then defend."

Chen Xian nodded and looked in the direction of the Demon-Suppressing Pass. The Third Prince Ning Yang was still leading a large army to clean up the corpses of demons, as well as the corpses of human demon-suppressing soldiers.

Seeing this, Chen Xian asked: "General, do we still need to guard Wumeng Mountain?"

Bao Guanlong sighed, "There were too many casualties in this battle. Two of my Spirit Infant Realm generals died in the battle, and Li Jinghu and his three men also died. There are less than 20,000 men left in the Nine Demon Suppression Armies. I'm afraid I can't continue to be the commander."

"I'm afraid the Ten Demon-Suppressing Armies will have to reorganize. Come on, follow me to the Demon-Suppressing Pass."

Chen Xian shook his head: "I won't go. General, please tell the Grand Marshal when you see him that I, Chen Xian, did not intend to disobey his orders. It's just that the group of high-ranking dignitaries inside the pass are not worthy of my protection."

"Go ahead and suppress their arrogance," Bao Guanlong said.

"They are a bunch of trash, not worth my effort." Chen Xian shook his head and refused to go.

Seeing this, Bao Guanlong did not force him. He then went to find Tang Can, Yan Cheng, Tong Linsheng and others. However, when the group heard that Chen Xian was not going, they all shook their heads and refused.

There was no other choice, so Bao Guanlong only took two followers to Zhenyao Pass.

After Bao Guanlong left, Chen Xian brought Tang Can and 19,000 others to the dead demon-suppressing soldiers. Regardless of whether they knew them or not or whether they had been in the same military camp before, they saw them off.

"I can't go out and I can't go back. The road to conquering the demon is too long."

"Carrying a long sword and holding a bow, my head and body are separated but my heart remains unchanged."

"Sincerity is courageous and also uses force, in the end it is strong and cannot be bullied."

"When the body dies, the spirit becomes a spirit, and your soul becomes a ghost hero."

In front of more than 100,000 corpses, Chen Xian, Tang Can and others recited the poem "Nine Songs: National Martyrdom", and everyone's voices shook the sky.

Deliver to the west and then to the east.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed extremely sad.

On both sides of the east and west, there were more than 200,000 bodies of soldiers who suppressed demons, and many of the bodies were incomplete or could not be found.

In addition, there were more than 200,000 corpses of soldiers who were responsible for suppressing demons in front of Zhenyao Pass.

In this battle, out of the one million demon-suppressing soldiers, about 500,000 were still alive, half of the 500,000 were seriously injured, and only about 200,000 were still able to fight.

"Can you also compose poetry?"

After sending away the heroic souls of the demon-suppressing soldiers, Tang Can looked at Chen Xian curiously.

Chen Xian shook his head: "A senior did it."

Next.

Tang Can personally took some people to the interior to buy wine. After returning to the camp, 19,000 people gathered together, relying on the flesh and blood of the Demon Lord, and drank happily.

Five hundred miles outside the Demon-Suppressing Pass, theirs is the only camp.

As there were not many people left in the other military camps, they all set up camp in front of the pass.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The seventh day of the first lunar month.

Chen Xian successfully broke through to the fourth level of Tiangang. Under normal circumstances, his combat power reached 800 million Dingli, which was twenty times more than the normal fourth level of Tiangang.

In the Tiangang state, its power is increased by thirty times, and its total combat power has exceeded 20 billion.

If he meets the Xuanwu Demon Lord again, he is confident that he can break through the latter's defense.

Anyway, his current combat power is extremely abnormal. I wonder if it has something to do with the panel upgrade.

"Zhenwu, Zhenwu..." Chen Xian muttered, still not quite understanding this level. Why is it not Lv1, Lv2 after upgrading...

After reaching the fourth level of Tiangang, the Vajra Dragon Ape Skill still showed a small success, but Chen Xian could now consume 200 experience points every day to improve it, which was equivalent to 200 years of hard training, so the improvement speed was still very fast.

During this period, he also learned the "Huang Ding Jing" technique. This technique was indeed a top-grade technique as Tang Can said. However, almost no one could master it because the conditions for practicing it were too harsh.

"General Tang, why is the power of the wilderness only found in the Black Abyss?!" This is the question Chen Xian has always wanted to ask.

Tang Can said: "I don't know the details, do you know the Huang Clan?"

Chen Xian said: "I've heard of it."

Tang Can said: "The Huang tribe is in the west. Every ten years, they will form an army to attack the Daning Dynasty. Each attack lasts for half a year."

"Other than that, they hide in the Western Wilderness and rarely come out."

"This race is extremely difficult to eliminate. Even if they fight every ten years and kill all their soldiers, they will form another army ten years later and continue to fight Daning. I don't know why."

Chen Xian frowned: "What does this Black Abyss have to do with it?"

Tang Can patiently said, "The cultivation of the Huang people relies on the power of Huang. The power of Huang is different from the Yuan power and Tian Gang power that we cultivate in martial arts. It is another kind of energy between heaven and earth. It is very special and very powerful."

"I heard my grandfather let it slip once before. He said that there is a tomb in the Black Abyss, and the ancestor of the Huang Clan is buried in the tomb. The Huang Clan has been attacking the Daning Dynasty in order to save their ancestors. However, the premise of saving their ancestors is that they must defeat the Daning royal family. I don't know the specific reason."

"My grandfather was drunk at the time. When I questioned him, he said he heard it from his grandfather, so the authenticity of the story was not very reliable."

"But the book records that the power of Huang is sealed in the Black Abyss. Other than that, it may be in the Huang Clan."

"But the place of the Huang Clan is poor, with bad water and mountains, and full of poisonous insects, birds and beasts. Ordinary people really can't enter."

"My grandfather has been guarding Xiliang and resisting the Huang people for so many years, but he has never led his troops into the Huang people's territory. It is said that it is impossible to enter."

"When Emperor Gaozu founded the country, he also fought against the Huang tribe. He wanted to wipe out the Huang tribe in one fell swoop, but he was unable to enter the Huang tribe's territory with his large army. He returned in defeat and built a military camp in Xiliang to prevent the Huang tribe from attacking."

Chen Xian nodded secretly: "So, the place with the power of the wilderness is not only the Black Abyss, but also the territory of the wilderness clan."

Tang Can said: "I guess so. Do you want to practice the Desolate Cauldron Sutra?"

Chen Xian said: "Yes, that is a heavenly-grade technique, which is definitely ten times more powerful than a top-grade technique. Once it is mastered, fighting against all things will not be a problem."

Tang Can said: "From the perspective of the level of the technique, if you really succeed in practicing it, it will definitely not be a problem for you to fight against the Ten Thousand Things. The key is that you are not the only one who thinks like this in the past five hundred years of Daning."

“No one has succeeded yet.”

Chen Xian didn't say anything. He had a panel. Others couldn't succeed, but he could. But the prerequisite was that there had to be the power of the wilderness between heaven and earth.

He had consumed experience before and was unable to practice the Ancient Body Refining Sutra. This meant that there was no ancient power in the area where he was, so consuming experience was useless.

It will only take effect if you consume experience points after reaching the Black Abyss or the territory of the Wilderness Clan.

The ninth day of the first lunar month.

Xiahou Yu sent a Tiangang Realm follower, who was the young man who supported Xiahou Yu after he was injured. The latter was called Zhou Yuan, and he was one of Xiahou Yu's confidants.

Zhou Yuan brought one hundred taels of gold, a wind-thunder black horse, a golden spear, and a black straight sword. The straight sword was very heavy, probably as heavy as ten thousand tripods. There was a very natural dragon engraved on each side of the blade, as if the dragon-shaped sword pattern was formed naturally.

That golden spear weighs as much as ten thousand tripods, and an ordinary warrior cannot lift it.

"This is...!" Chen Xian looked at Zhou Yuan.

"This is a reward from Emperor Ning!" Zhou Yuan said with a smile.

Upon hearing the reward from Emperor Ning, Ding Chen's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and asked, "Emperor Ning already knows about the battle in front of the pass?"

Zhou Yuan turned to look at Ding Chen and said, "You should know. This is General Chen Xian's reward for the Monster Suppression Competition. The top ten will get the same reward."

Ding Chen looked at Chen Xian. It seemed that his father already knew about Chen Xian.

Yes, Chen Xian won the first place in the Demon-Suppressing Competition. Even if he killed Pang Hao, Marshal Xiahou would find a way to protect Chen Xian, otherwise his father would not reward Chen Xian.

In addition, Zhou Yuan also brought a lot of family letters, all from the Nine Demon-Suppressing Armies. Chen Xian didn't count them, but it seemed that there were at least 70,000 or 80,000 letters.

However, there are less than 20,000 soldiers left in the Nine Demon-Suppressing Armies, and many people may not be able to read so many letters.

Finally, Zhou Yuan handed over a document.

After Chen Xian read it, he looked up at Zhou Yuan.

The document was written by the Grand Marshal himself. It contained the casualties of the war and the overall situation of the Ten Demon-Suppressing Armies, and also asked Chen Xian for his opinions.

What good ideas could he have? He had never commanded an army.

However, since Xiahou Yu asked, Chen Xian thought about it and decided to give some suggestions.

First, the Fire Army camp will be abolished. Secondly, only one reserve camp is needed for a camp of 100,000 people.

The last step is to disrupt the organization of the military camps. It would be best if each of the Golden Dragon Army, the Silver Dragon Army, and the Black Dragon Army had a staff of 30,000, thereby decentralizing the centralized system and preventing one person from being in charge and being arbitrary.

After writing some suggestions, Chen Xian added a reward and punishment system.

Those who deserve rewards will be rewarded, and those who deserve punishment will be punished. No matter what kind of clones are outside the military camp, everything will be based on the rules and regulations of the Zhen Yao Pass military camp. Even if the offender is a prince, he will be punished the same as the soldiers. Do not treat them differently.

After finishing writing, Chen Xian handed the document to Zhou Yuan, "Please go back and report to the Grand Marshal. This is just a rough suggestion. It may not be feasible. Let the Grand Marshal take a look."

Zhou Yuan took the document without saying anything, nodded, and turned to leave.

Chen Xian stared at Zhou Yuan's departing back, with no change in his eyes.

Xiahou Yuwen's book lists the casualties of the ten armies that suppress demons, as well as the reasons for the casualties.

The most serious casualties were suffered by the 7th, 8th, 9th and 10th Armies, followed by the 4th, 5th and 6th Armies.

The casualties were relatively small among the three armies within the Great Wall.

Among the millions of demon-suppressing soldiers, 473,678 were killed.

There are still more than 520,000 people alive, which is similar to Chen Xian’s calculation.

Next, Chen Xian put away the hundred taels of gold, intending to buy all of it with wine and treat 19,000 people to a good drink.

Next came the family letters. He called Ding Chen, Wang Yan, Qin Fei, Xue Qishan, Luo Ying and others to distribute the letters one by one. As for the family letters of the sacrificed soldiers, Chen Xian planned to burn them for those dead souls.

"Brother Xian, your letter from home!"

Xue Qishan found a letter from home, on which was addressed a letter personally from Chen Xian.

Chen Xian was not surprised. This letter should have arrived at the Demon-Suppressing Pass before the end of the year. Because of the great battle with demons, the letters had been piling up inside the pass.

Opening the family letter, there were two pieces of white paper with beautiful handwriting, exactly the same as the previous two family letters, written by the same person, that is, Cai Yujiao, the childhood sweetheart of the original owner.

The content of the letter was similar to the previous two. Cai Yujiao talked about her recent situation. Her father's business had improved and he planned to move from the town to the county town. She said she did not plan to move there and would stay in the town to take care of the original owner's sister Chen Rong and the original owner's old father.

Cai Yujiao's father did not quite agree, and even asked Cai Yujiao to forget about Chen Xian and choose a young master from a merchant family for marriage.

Cai Yujiao was very opposed to this and was having a quarrel with her father.

In addition, there is the younger sister Chen Rong, who is already fifteen years old. The original owner's father is seriously ill, and he plans to find a good husband for Chen Rong to marry into, so as not to drag his daughter down.

Chen Rong was also very opposed to it, and repeatedly rejected the original owner's father on the grounds that his brother was not at home to take care of his elderly father.

Finally, it was mentioned that the original owner’s father was suffering from tuberculosis, and his condition had become serious.

Seeing this, Chen Xian frowned. He had sent money home twice, two and a half taels once and ten taels once, which was enough for the father and daughter to spend for a year.

One tael of silver in this world is equivalent to 1,500 yuan in the previous life, and its purchasing power is still very high.

Just for food and drink, one or two taels of silver per month is enough for two people.

He sent money once in July and August, and once in September and October. It was enough to buy medicine for treatment. Why did the original owner's father's condition get worse?
Didn't the money he sent back reach his "family"?
Chen Xian planned to write a letter back and ask about it.

"Have you finished sending out all the letters home?" he asked the busy Xue Qishan.

Xue Qishan nodded: "As long as there is, it will be distributed. This is for the sacrificed soldiers!"

Chen Xian looked at the pile of family letters in front of him. There were probably more than 60,000 letters that no one had received.

"Take all the letters from home!" he said in a deep voice.

Xue Qishan nodded, packed up the letters from home, and called five people to carry them on their shoulders.

Chen Xian called Tang Can, Pei Menglong, Tong Linsheng, Yan Cheng and others to go to the place where the demon-suppressing soldiers were cremated before and burned the letters there.

There were too many soldiers who died in this battle to suppress demons, and it was very troublesome to claim their bodies. Some even could not be claimed at all, and only their names were available.

So on the next day, Bao Guanlong sent someone to cremate the bodies of all the soldiers, and leave behind any special relics to be taken back for their families to claim.

Therefore, the bodies of more than 200,000 soldiers have been cremated, and their heroic souls have been completely left on this blood-stained land.

Now Chen Xian led everyone to burn more than 60,000 books for them, as a way to comfort those heroic spirits.

The tenth day of the first lunar month.

[Experience: 42833 points]

Chen Xian glanced at the experience points on the panel and began to consume experience points to upgrade the [Vajra Dragon Ape Skill]. Another 200 experience points were consumed. The skill showed that it was still a small success and the realm had not changed, but the strength was obviously enhanced and the combat power reached million Dingli.

In addition, when activating the skills, the four-colored celestial power is compressed as much as possible, just like the expanded cotton before, but now it is compressed into tight tofu.

The quantity has not changed much, but the quality is improving.

I don’t know if this is what ‘Zhenwu’ means.

Chen Xian did not delve into this issue. As long as his actual combat ability was improving, there would be no problem.

At the exact time of Si on that day, a man in golden armor came to the camp, claiming to be Bian Yunwu, an attendant of the Third Prince, and invited Chen Xian to go to Zhenyao Pass for a drink.

Chen Xian recognized the man in golden armor at a glance. The latter was indeed someone close to the Third Prince Ning Yang.

That night, Ning Yang led his men to attack, and Bian Yunwu, a powerful Tiangang level 5 warrior, was protecting him at his side.

"Go back and tell the Third Prince that I, Chen Xian, have to resist the army of demons and have no time to drink." Chen Xian directly rejected the Third Prince's invitation, stood up and ordered Yun Wu to leave.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Chen Xian was so ungrateful, Bian Yunwu snorted coldly and turned away.

After the battalion commander left, Yun Wu was asking around about the Ninth Prince.

However, many people in the military camp did not know the Ninth Prince, and they all looked confused.

Bian Yunwu thought that those people were pretending. In fact, among the more than 19,000 people, not many knew that 'Ding Chen' was the Ninth Prince. When Bian Yunwu asked those who knew, they shook their heads and said they didn't know.

Seeing that he couldn't get any answer from the question, Yun Wu glanced around the camp for a moment, fixed his gaze on a camp, and walked over quickly.

Chen Xian walked out of the battalion commander's room, stared at Yun Wu's back, and ignored him.

The latter is a powerful Tiangang level 5 warrior, so it is easy for him to find Ding Chen.

Not long after, Ding Chen found Chen Xian. Yun Wu had not left either. He was standing outside the camp as if waiting for Ding Chen to reply.

"Brother Xian, the Third Prince invites you and me to have a drink, do you want to go?" Ding Chen himself was a little hesitant.

First of all, the third prince holds a very high status in his father's heart. Secondly, although the third prince has never bullied him, he has never paid any attention to him.

Now that the Third Prince had invited him, Ding Chen knew it was because of Chen Xian, but if he didn't go, it would seem he was ungrateful. If he went, he was afraid that the Third Prince would look down on him, and he would be embarrassed.

As for the benefits, there are definitely some.

Even if the Third Prince looked down on him in his heart, he invited him and Chen Xian over for a drink. The Sixth Prince and others would definitely be there too. No matter what the Third Prince's mentality was, the Sixth Prince and others would look at him with admiration. At least they would not kill him openly.

Chen Xian stared at Ding Chen. He could see that Ding Chen wanted to go, but he really didn't want to go.

Bao Guanlong told him that the Third Prince Ningyang was extremely cunning, and that he must have invited him in order to win him over. He didn't want to deal with that kind of person.

Secondly, the Sixth Prince and others would definitely be there, as those royal princes and other powerful children disliked me.

To deal with those dogs, either kill them immediately or don't do anything at all.

"Brother Ding, if you have great ambitions, I don't recommend you to go." Chen Xian pondered.

Ding Chen was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while and said, "If I don't go, even if I have great ambitions, Third Brother will see through me."

Chen Xian said: "Believe me, if you don't go, the Third Prince will think more highly of you. If you really go, he won't take you seriously."

Ding Chen nodded secretly, thinking that Chen Xian was right. He immediately turned around and walked out of the camp, and found an excuse to go back to Yunwu. Upon hearing this, the latter snorted angrily and turned away.

Xuanyang Pavilion.

On the top floor, the seriously injured Ning Yang had already recovered. He listened to Bian Yunwu's report, a slight smile appearing on his expressionless face.

"This Chen Xian is really arrogant and domineering!"

Bian Yunwu continued, "I went to find the Ninth Prince again and invited him to come with us, but the Ninth Prince also made an excuse, saying that he had military duties and could not leave the camp, and declined your kindness. He said that he would apologize to your Highness when he returned to the palace in the future."

"Oh, Lao Jiu also refused?" Ning Yang was a little surprised. His eyes flickered slightly, and he stared out the window and said, "Lao Jiu has great ambitions. I really underestimated him."

He thought that since he invited Ding Chen as the third prince, Ding Chen would definitely come. After all, this was a good opportunity to curry favor with him. Unexpectedly, Ding Chen also refused.

"Do you think it was Lao Jiu's own idea or Chen Xian's idea?" Ning Yang turned around and looked at Bian Yunwu.

Bian Yunwu said: "Your Highness, the Ninth Prince is mediocre and incompetent. He definitely wouldn't dare to refuse you. This must be Chen Xian's idea."

Ning Yang didn't say anything else. In his opinion, it was both.

(End of this chapter)