Chapter 151: Kill Them All and Head to the Source of the Mass Grave

Looking at the exploding ghost, Wang Dahu was slightly stunned.

Unexpectedly, the power of the iron-blooded evil spirit was so great.

He just pulled a wisp of it and actually blew the ghost to pieces.

Then why was the power of the iron-blooded evil spirit not so great when they were fighting normally?

Or is it only useful for ghosts?

Or, have they not found a way to exert the power of the iron-blooded murderous spirit?

It seems that he will have to try and experiment more in the future.

However, that will have to be discussed later. On the vast grassland, he has plenty of opportunities to experiment.

And now, let's deal with those ghosts first.

Then, Wang Dahu's hands quickly turned into a residual image, and arrows shot out quickly.

And with each arrow, he would pull a wisp of iron-blooded evil spirit into it.

And the power of each arrow is naturally amazing, and it can instantly penetrate those ghosts and blow them to pieces.

In just two breaths, the dozens of ghosts chasing the boy were shot dead by him.

Then, Wang Dahu handed the longbow back to the rescuer, and walked down the tower with a look of holding a treasure in his hands.

This was used by Xuehu, the general of Shaanxi Xingdusi, and was even drawn into the iron-blooded evil spirit. Whether it was symbolic or factual, it could be regarded as a treasure in a certain sense.

He had already decided in his heart that this longbow would be his family's heirloom in the future.

As for whether the military standard longbow could be taken out of the army.

Yes.

Because they were not afraid of threats, the dynasty did not care too much about civilian possession of weapons.

More importantly, new muskets and artillery had been developed and were being manufactured overtime.

Cold weapons such as bows, arrows and swords were about to be eliminated.

Later, the standard weapons of the army were muskets and artillery.

And cold weapons such as bows, arrows and swords were allowed to be held by civilians, and the dynasty would even encourage them.

First, the world is not stable now, and the expansion of the Salvation Army requires a large number of soldiers.

Allowing civilians to hold cold weapons can increase their martial spirit.

Second, since he has led this world on a special path of transcendental cultivation.

Then, martial arts are inevitable and cannot be suppressed.

Otherwise, the developed transcendental cultivation will inevitably be deformed.

The best development model is to be able to do both combat, life, and assistance.

And the weapons held by the Salvation Army can be taken home if they are not damaged when they retire.

So, if the Salvation Army wants to treat the longbow as a family heirloom, it is really possible.

Well, if it is not damaged before he retires.

When the Salvation Army around him looked at him, they were already full of envy.

"Haha."

Facing the envious eyes of the crowd, the Salvation Army laughed foolishly and held the longbow tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that it would be snatched away.

On the other side, after walking down the tower, Wang Dahu ordered people to summon the young man who had come to the city gate.

Qi Mude had just entered Yumen Pass and was still thinking about what to do next, when he suddenly saw a soldier walking towards him.

He couldn't help but feel nervous. Could he be punished?

Although there were no casualties, those demons were brought by him after all, so it was not surprising that he was punished.

When the people around saw this, they were all curious about this scene.

Originally, if the soldier didn't come, they would have asked Qi Mude how he met those "evil ghosts".

"Little brother, my general invites you!"

"General? I wonder which general?"

"Haha, of course it's our Shaanxi Xingdusi General, General Wang Dahu"

"Wow!"

In an instant, everyone around was in an uproar.

"This young man is really lucky. He was summoned by General Wang."

"Yes! Yes! I have only seen General Wang from a distance a few times. I just think he is very powerful.

But I have never seen him up close."

"Hehe, that may not be a good thing.

Don't forget that those evil spirits may be attracted by this young man."

After hearing this, everyone suddenly remembered that those evil spirits seemed to be attracted by the young man.

"Well, they shouldn't do anything to him.

After all, it was not the young man's intention, and he tried his best to tell him."

The young man on the other side, listening to the discussions of the people around him, became more and more uneasy.

However, he did not dare to refuse, and could only go to see Wang Dahu, the legendary blood tiger, with trepidation.

After a while, the young man was brought to Wang Dahu.

"General, I, Qi Mude, greet you."

After seeing Wang Dahu, Qi Mude fell to his knees and kowtowed heavily.

"Well, get up. I have something to ask you."

Wang Dahu did not stop Qi Mude from kneeling down, but said calmly.

Wang Dahu thought he was very kind to the people under the rule of the People's Salvation Army, but he was not so kind to people outside the territory of the People's Salvation Army.

Although he would not kill people for no reason as long as they did not join the army and were a threat to the People's Salvation Army, his attitude was not very good.

During this period of time, he successively captured Yumen Pass, Shazhou, Guazhou and other places, and saw too many miserable conditions of the Han people.

Although the living conditions of the local people are not much better, they are still better than those of the Han people.

This makes Wang Dahu always have a slight sense of alienation and rejection towards non-Han people and people who are not under the rule of the People's Salvation Army.

As the saying goes, if something is good at the top, it will be done at the bottom.

The final result is that the National Salvation Army has two completely different attitudes towards foreign businessmen and local people.

Local people do not need to kneel down to worship, no matter when and where, no matter how big an official they meet, while foreign businessmen need to follow the old Ming Dynasty etiquette.

You still have to kneel when you should kneel.

The young man stood up timidly and looked at Wang Dahu, with a hint of enthusiasm and hope in his fearful and apprehensive eyes.

Is this the legendary blood tiger? It is indeed astonishingly powerful.

I heard that these were the demons that the Blood Tiger shot and killed. The People's Salvation Army indeed had magical powers.

I just don’t know how they can join the People’s Salvation Army.

Wang Dahu had already roughly guessed what he was thinking with just one glance.

He had seen too many people like this, and for various reasons, he wanted to join the People's Salvation Army.

Unfortunately, for now, if you want to join the People's Salvation Army, you must first be a citizen under the rule of the People's Salvation Army, preferably your whole family, or even the militia of each village, then you have a chance to be selected.

As for outsiders, it’s very difficult.

After all, no village would recruit outsiders as militiamen, right?

Wang Dahu didn't care too much about Qimude's thoughts, so he just glanced at him and asked.

"Where did you meet those "ghosts"?"

"Yes, yes."

After hearing Wang Dahu's inquiry, Hatake breathed a sigh of relief and blurted out instantly. It turned out that he was just asking questions, as long as he was not punished. But then, he hesitated again.

"What? Is there anything you can't say?"

Wang Dahu frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Hatake couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, and immediately explained quickly:

"No, no, there's nothing I can't say."

Those demons we met at the burial pit."

When he said this, a touch of sadness and hatred appeared on Hatake's face again.

Obviously thinking of his father and everyone in the caravan.

But underneath that sadness and hatred, there was still a trace of dissatisfaction with the People's Salvation Army and Wang Dahu.

After all, those demons looked like the dead Turpan soldiers.

If the Salvation Army hadn't killed them all, and if the burial place wasn't so close to the road, wouldn't they have encountered those demons? Would his father, a member of their caravan, not be killed?

Of course, he was just a little dissatisfied, but there was no hatred or hostility.

After all, just like him, it was not something the People's Salvation Army did deliberately. After all, many people from the People's Salvation Army had to pass there.

Instead, Wang Dahu saved him.

So his mentality is a bit complicated.

Dissatisfaction is mixed with gratitude, and mixed with a strong admiration.

And it was precisely because those demons were found in the human burial pit that Hatake hesitated.

After all, this sounds like it's a problem with the People's Salvation Army. Who knows if Wang Dahu thinks that he is dissatisfied with the People's Salvation Army's handling?

In fact, Wang Dahu didn't think about it in that direction, and he didn't care too much.

When problems arise, solving them is the real thing.

After listening to what Hatake said, Wang Dahu nodded thoughtfully.

When he saw those ghosts before, he had already made some assumptions in his mind.

After all, those illusory ghosts are all wearing the armor of Turpan soldiers.

As long as you think about it for a moment, you can make a pretty good guess.

"Well, I understand, go down."

Wang Dahu nodded and waved his hand, indicating that Qi Mu was ready to go down.

"Ah~?"

Hatake was a little confused. Is this the end? Don’t we need to ask what exactly happened?

Regardless of what Qimu De thought, Wang Dahu strode towards the guerrilla general's house.

Now that it is confirmed that the iron-blooded evil spirit is extremely lethal to those ghosts, do we still need to ask for details?

Until tomorrow, he will lead his army and massacre them.

When Wang Dahu returned to rest and the young man left in confusion, the topic of Li Gui had quickly spread throughout Yumen Pass.

Countless spiritual powers rose, and most of them were corroded and assimilated by the spiritual power.

But there was also a lot of spiritual power, which gathered at the burial pit and turned into a large rain of spiritual light, falling down to the corpses on the ground below.

There began to be more and more aggregates of spiritual power, breaking away from the shackles of the corpse, gathering the energy of the surrounding world, and evolving into the existence of that special energy body.

One night passed, and as soon as the east turned white, Wang Dahu led five thousand cavalry and galloped quickly towards the burial pit ten miles away from Yumen Pass.

When they came to the vicinity of the human burial pit, Wang Dahu and others immediately discovered that there were indeed some shadowy and illusory figures in the human burial pit.

They swim back and forth, stopping for a moment from time to time, and when they encounter each other, they often tear and gnaw at each other.

After a rough count, there were at least thousands of transparent figures and ghosts, which showed a strange beauty in the morning sun.

Even though they had expected it, Wang Dahu and others were still slightly surprised. They didn't expect so many of them.

However, since it has been confirmed that the true qi will cause harm to them, and the iron-blooded evil spirit can kill them instantly, there is naturally nothing to worry about.

Therefore, everyone is still relatively calm.

At the same time, Wang Dahu also confirmed that these illusory figures are different from the legendary ghosts.

After all, the legendary ghosts and evil spirits are afraid of the sun and dare not appear in the sun.

And now these illusory figures are directly exposed to the morning sun, and they do not show any discomfort, which is obviously inconsistent with the legendary ghosts and evil spirits.