Chapter 1499 Xian Qin Black Ice Terrace

The various tribes of the Great Wilderness, those countries recorded in the earliest versions of the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*, have mostly disappeared in the long river of history. The remaining parts, even if they still have their original names, are certainly no longer descendants of the original people.

The gods do not care about the changes in the countries and tribes of the Great Wilderness.

Those large tribes with the blood of gods have always revolved around those powerful gods, constantly spreading and structuring downwards. The closer one is to the bloodline of the original god, the higher the status one can have.

The opposite is also true.

This is a purely vast bloodline system structured society.

It has its own rules, unchanged for thousands, even thousands of years.

Kings, marquises, generals, and ministers are indeed determined by their bloodlines, but when Wei Rongxuan took over the ink-colored armor, he felt an unspeakable, peculiar feeling. The Mo-armored army that had conquered his capital had not slaughtered or plundered wealth.

He still remembers the general named Wu An entering the city.

The first thing he did was to change the original rules of the entire country, modify the original laws, and tell them that there would be rewards for merit and punishments for crimes. Originally, no one believed it, but when he placed a piece of wood in front of the city gate and said that anyone who carried the wood from the city gate to the inner city would receive ten falingshi (法灵晶, magic spirit crystals) as a reward, and actually fulfilled it, something seemed to sprout in everyone's heart.

Rewards for merit, punishments for crimes.

Lord Wu An said that warriors wield swords, the higher purpose is to pacify the world, and the lower purpose is to establish themselves.

Those with military merits will be heavily rewarded.

The laws of the Great Qin govern the country by law, so there is order from top to bottom. In addition, those who see injustice and do not save shall also be severely punished.

And that Mr. Shi said that warriors wield swords so that one day, children will no longer have to wield swords.

Fighting now is not like in the past, for the sake of becoming superior to others.

But for the sake of no one being superior to others in the future.

But Lord Wu An said that His Majesty the First Emperor still exists, even if it is in some symbolic sense, it must exist, this is the bottom line. But Mr. Shi said that the ultimate goal is to completely erase the concept of "nation," and the world will be completely united.

General Bai Qi of Wu An was particularly angry and said that Yan Huang and Shenzhou must exist.

Mr. Shi said coldly that if there is true unity, the country will lose its necessity.

For this reason, the two gentlemen seemed to put down their armor and weapons and had a fight. General Bai Qi fought very fiercely.

But later, rumors spread that General Bai Qi's hands were swollen.

Mr. Shi's face was not even scratched.

Finally, there were rumors that Mr. Shi personally applied medicine to General Bai Qi's arm.

General Bai, who was always good-tempered, had a face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

'Ah, I really wish I could watch, and, a country that follows the so-called Yan Huang's pre-Qin power, but also pursues universal harmony, but if I see this scene, I will definitely be taken over by Mr. Shi to teach me a lesson, and General Bai Qi will order me to fight...'

Wei Rongxuan thought to himself, the warriors of the Great Wilderness, even without cultivation techniques, are extremely physically strong, and there is an original, rough method of stimulating the body to evolve synchronously by swallowing the inner cores of some ferocious beasts.

In this month, General Bai Qi taught them a technique called [Black Ice Terrace] (Hei Bing Tai).

And from the standing army, a cruel training selection was conducted.

In addition to hand-to-hand combat and weapon combat, they must also understand a special breathing method and the so-called strict obedience to orders.

The final selection that was completed made them feel terrified even when they recalled it.

They needed to wear three layers of heavy armor from the Great Wilderness, hold a three-hundred-jin battle halberd, wear an iron sword on their waist, carry a huge heavy shield on their back, and hold a war bow that could shoot and kill rhinoceroses, as well as fifty arrows, with three days of military rations. One day of walking through rugged mountains, rushing three hundred *li*, and after three days of one thousand *li*, they had to hunt a ferocious beast alone.

Only after three days of this could a portion of the elite be selected.

There were only three hundred people of this level.

They were company officers among these three thousand people.

Moreover, they were arranged layer by layer, requiring these three hundred people to follow Lord Wu An's control, and the rest of the people to follow the control of these three hundred people. Then, they needed to achieve the ability to use their arms like their brains, and their fingers like their arms. Moreover, that Mr. Shi also taught them a method of *Xinhuo zhi Fa* (薪火之法, the Method of Kindling Fire), teaching them some knowledge.

Lord Wu An called them—Black Ice Terrace *Gongshi* (公士, the lowest rank of nobility).

But Mr. Shi called them Xian Qin Political Commissars.

What a strange saying, but, but when he exhausted all his strength and finally completed the training called [Wu卒] (Wu Zu, Elite Soldiers), and received the black and white waist牌 (waist badge) from Lord Wu An, with a black mysterious bird on the back and his name on the front.

For some reason, he felt like crying.

From then on, he knew why his sword was fighting, understood the injustice in this world, and seemed to find the core in the darkness. Ahead, he saw the city, Wei Rongxuan pressed his sword and calmly issued combat instructions with his eyes.

His hundred-man squad reacted instantly, placing the swords in their hands to one side, and then pressing the ink-colored heavy spears, or rather battle halberds, hanging on the hook ring on the side of the heavily armored war horses. The front was sharp like a spear, and one side was like an axe blade, which could pierce or chop.

My sword will fight for me.

My sword will fight for Great Qin.

My sword will fight for the most magnificent cause in this vast world—to liberate the world.

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Above the obsidian spirit crystal city, the guard general yawned lazily. The entire tribe revolved around a tribal god. On weekdays, it was a city, and under special circumstances, it would also do some things to take advantage of the situation. Of course, it was done secretly. The gods did not care about this. What's more, there were also gods in this tribe.

Although it was not the kind of high and mighty celestial god, but, after all, a god is a god.

How could mortals be compared with gods?

"When will another caravan come..."

He murmured, recalling the gains that seemed to fall from the sky: treasures, spiritual materials, beauties. His concubine was also robbed from the road. However, this vast wilderness is so huge that a cultivator cannot walk through it in a lifetime, enough to be aboveboard, and enough to accommodate some filth.

"Oh? Is that, a caravan is coming?"

The mirror on the city gate emitted light.

This means that a large-scale caravan has appeared in front. He stood up with a gulp and shouted for his men to cheer up. If they were not those with backgrounds, then they would be their profits. However, the next moment, the light on the mirror suddenly became more intense.

Like the vibration of dark clouds, like the roar of thunder.

Gu Yan's (谷珜) expression as the city guard gradually solidified.

This is...

A cracking sound. Countless bloody auras emerged from the entire mirror, and finally slowly shattered. And on the final mirror surface, it reflected the existence in front. It was not a caravan, it was an army, and it was the most elite combat sequence in the army, the legendary combat sequence.

A war unit enough to participate in the wars of the gods.

Tall war horses, and ink-colored armor covering the war horses and warriors.

The leading man drove an alien beast war horse. In the neighing sound, the entire war unit felt almost integrated. Their breathing seemed unified, and their movements seemed to maintain some kind of special connection unconsciously. Under the hooves of the horses, smoke and dust rolled, connected to the ink-colored clouds in the sky.

In the endless ink color, crimson was like a raging flame intertwined.

In a trance, it was almost not an army war unit, but a terrifying beast.

Coming in a magnificent manner.

"Enemy, enemy attack...!!!"

At the same time as the screams sounded, the other party began to accelerate. The thunderous hooves of the war horses fell. This was a war horse capable of bursting out certain spell-like abilities. Its ability was that the movement speed would continue to increase when in a herd state, like a flock of migratory birds, but it had no attack power, so it had always been looked down upon by the cultivators of the Great Wilderness.

But at this moment, when these alien beasts were burdened with three thousand *jin* of heavy armor and began to sprint frantically.

Under the control of the pinnacle of Shenzhou military strategists.

Finally, it showed the ultimate in terrifying oppression.

The terrifying impact made the hearts of all the city defenders stagnate, as if they were being clenched.

The red flag was raised high, and the ink-colored spear in the hand of the calm commander in the lead was raised. Bai Qi murmured the ancient Qin style, but behind him was no longer a familiar figure. The military strategist saint who had been abandoned by the times, and had abandoned the times, roared: "Wind!!!"

Wei Rongxuan behind him subconsciously controlled the squad.

In the resonance state obtained through high-intensity training, they thrust out their spears together with the momentum of the charge.

The huge military soul characteristics erupted, directly piercing through the obsidian crystal city with a width of ten meters, piercing through the hugely expensive formation, accompanied by a roar, the bloodline of the god who controlled this border city appeared. Under the red battle flag, the conflict between the army and the bloodline of the god was almost like a legend.

And the ending was that the handsome and tall bloodline of the god was pierced through the throat by a sword by the leading general.

Blood fell on Wu Anjun Bai Qi's face.

His eyes were indifferent, and in the sunlight, his ink-colored pupils had a transparent, cold feeling.

With a flick of his palm, the bloodline of the god who was still murmuring curses was thrown behind him. Wei Rongxuan thrust out the weapon in his hand as he had done during training. Accompanied by a tearing sound, the bloodline of the god, who instinctively hoped to show a gigantic god posture and take the opportunity to escape after being thrown out by Wu Anjun, had a stiff expression.

Three thousand ink-colored Qin swords were raised and pierced through the god's body.

Then they were all drawn out.

The god dispelled the gigantic posture and fell to the ground, blood splashing.

Wei Rongxuan's heart was beating wildly, his mouth was dry, and golden god blood fell on his face. He seemed to feel something being broken, and he felt something growing in his heart. Then they all sheathed their swords, and the Qin swords entered their sheaths, as if they were one person, and their aura was even more fierce than before.

Under Wu Anjun's instructions, or rather, under Shi Yi's previous teachings, they did not touch the ordinary people at all.

Instead, they conducted a [trial] of public opinion.

Wu Anjun sat on his war horse and took out a scroll from his arms, with densely written names on it.

He crossed out the first one.

There were still densely packed names below. Wu Anjun frowned:

"Exterminate the gods and break the city, if we kill our way through while looking for His Majesty."

"The commotion should be enough... right?"

"Forget it, kill a few more evil gods, the list of must-kills given by Shi Yi..."

He took out a talisman and sent a message to Wei Yuan: "Little Superior Artificer, it will probably take about five days to accumulate enough momentum here. You can go to the border pass in advance. After five days, I think you should be able to easily get rid of their attention."

Wei Yuan's relieved voice came from the talisman: "Then, thank you for your hard work."

"Wu Anjun."

Bai Qi said gently: "It's okay."

"You and I are comrades, it's what we should do."

"Leave it to me."

"You can rest assured."

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And on the distant end, Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Anjun is really reliable. He turned his head to look at Shu Di:

"Don't worry, it's settled."

Shu Di said worriedly: "Is it really okay? Such an important thing."

Wei Yuan said: "You can rest assured, in this aspect, that person's status in Shenzhou military strategists belongs to the top four military strategist saints, and among the military strategist saints, his record is definitely the most terrifying one, so he must be very reliable."

Wei Yuan emphasized: "It's simply the kind of reliability that is over the top."

"Let's set off to the border."

"Be ready to go to sea at any time..."

ps: Today's second update...

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