As the sun sets, the afterglow shines on the lifeless corpses under Yong'an City. The madness at the moment before death still remains on each of their faces, and their faces are ferocious. The corpses were lying on the ground in various directions, and the blood seeped into the soil, making the originally dry soil sticky and moist. Crows are hovering in the sky, and they have long wanted to fall down. In the eyes of these crows, this city has been surrounded, and camps have been stationed at every pass in all directions leaving the city. The open spaces under the city are now filled with corpses. Outside the city is the Manchu Qing Dynasty, while inside the city is the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, which worships God. Now the war is over and both sides have stopped fighting. But there are still people bending down among these corpses, looking at each corpse. This is naturally to clean the battlefield and then move all the corpses away. They cannot be allowed to rot there to avoid the plague. Although the practitioners among them may not be afraid, the people under them are mortals, and they are afraid. Only monks who have actually led soldiers in military camps and on the battlefield know that if they can match the evil spirits of their own soldiers and generals, both their spells and magical powers will be doubled. In the eyes of many monks, those soldiers are similar to the Tao soldiers of the Tao sect and the heavenly soldiers of the heaven. However, they are not called Dao soldiers or heavenly soldiers, but evil soldiers. Of course, the title only exists among monks. One of them kept turning among the corpses, and finally picked up a tall corpse with a ferocious face and a strong murderous aura on his face, and headed towards a military camp of the Qing army. Others who were carrying jars were squatting next to each corpse, pointing the mouth of the black jar to the face of the corpse, and then muttering something in their mouths, and then the black jar shimmered, and a wisp of ashes in the corpse was emitted. Breathe air into it. Whether they are carrying corpses or collecting the remaining souls of corpses, they are just ordinary people. If any cultivator dares to come out to collect these, he is afraid that he will be surrounded and killed within a few moments, but these ordinary people can live in peace with each other. thing. Li Xiucheng has been a little disappointed recently. Young people's hearts have always been full of dreams and passion, especially after seeing that those people of similar size to him have already gone to the battlefield, killed enemies and made meritorious service, and became junior officers. He felt even more lost. Since the Jintian uprising at the beginning of the year, the Taiping Army has clashed with left and right. After several battles, they finally captured Yong'an City, but they were also trapped here. "Li Xiucheng, where is your knife?" Someone shouted to Li Xiucheng. Li Xiucheng knew that it was Chang Qiao who was talking without turning around, and his voice was full of joking. When Li Xiucheng first became Yi Yan's gatekeeper, the scene where he shouted that his father had a knife has now become a laughing stock. "Li Xiucheng, where is your door?" Another person asked loudly, this is Liu Yihu. Li Xiucheng ignored them. He waited here, waiting for Yi Yan to come out. A few days ago, Hong Xiuquan proclaimed himself the king of heaven, Yang Xiuqing was the east king, Feng Yunshan was the south king, Xiao Chao was the west king, the north king Wei Changhui, the wing king Shi Dakai, and the east king Yang Xiuqing controlled the kings. Today we recruited everyone again, including Yi Yan. The reason why Li Xiucheng was ridiculed was because many people had obtained official positions in this crowning of kings. However, Yi Yan, who had already become famous in Zijin Mountain, had nothing. He still carried the name of the destiny mage. However, Now everyone is thinking about leading troops to fight, and no one cares about the destiny mage. "And on this battlefield, without military power, any name is useless. "In life, you can only run if you can stand still. How can you understand this sentence?" Li Xiucheng glanced at them and said with his head held high, "You cannot lose the battle if you lose." "Hey, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you still drop your book bag. It's different now that you have a master. You've become an intellectual." Qiao Changzheng laughed. What he said is not wrong, this sentence is easy to say. Li Xiucheng¡¯s teeth were itching with hatred, and he wanted to beat him up, but there were more than ten people around him. Moreover, if the superiors found out about the fight, those people might be fine, and Li Xiucheng himself would definitely be fine. He has been with Yi Yan for so long. He is also a smart person and can see that Yi Yan's identity is a bit embarrassing here. "I hope sir can have the opportunity to lead troops in the army." Li Xiucheng stood there thinking, this was the former Yong'an County Government Office, and Li Xiucheng was waiting outside for Yi Yan to come out. He waited until dark, his stomach growling with hunger, but he still didn¡¯t leave. At the age of fourteen, he has suffered a lot due to his youth, so he has the maturity that is no less than that of an adult, and naturally he also has the energy of a teenager. ??Since these days, there have been constant separations between life and death, constant battles, and people constantly appearing between life and death.Or die, Chen Yucheng's heart has long been like a fire. Some people will be afraid in the face of death, but he is not. He has seen too much death. He knows that this is an opportunity to stand out, the best opportunity to stand out. He wants to risk his life, which is as humble as a dog's, to get ahead and become a master. Just a few days ago, he was standing in a corner next to Yi Yan, watching Hong Xiuquan conferring titles to kings and officials, and the thought that one day you would notice me flashed through his mind. People came out one after another, and the people waiting outside followed suit and left. When they left, they raised their chins high towards Li Xiucheng, and their meaning was self-evident. Finally, he saw Yi Yan coming out and immediately greeted him. Although he didn't speak, the meaning in his eyes had already been revealed. "From now on, he is a member of the Southern King. His official position is Zuo Sima for the time being. He can recruit 250 people by himself." Yi Yan said. "Yeah! I'll call someone right away." Li Xiucheng jumped up and said loudly. Yi Yan watched him call for people and did not stop him, but he was thinking in his heart that his call was sending everyone on the road to death. How many of the people he called would survive. Over the past few days, he had condensed the aura of killing, cruelty, violence, etc. that was not suitable for the military camp at the beginning. Later, after he adapted to it, he found that the soul was in the aura of Bingsha. Medium bathing can have a very good effect on the soul. This time he asked Feng Yunshan for a position, and Feng Yunshan readily agreed. As far as Yi Yan knows, many people are using Bingsha to refine magic weapons, and some people are collecting remnants of souls to refine unknown banners. There are even some who directly breathe in the evil spirit of soldiers to practice. Yi Yan intends to take the opportunity to cultivate his soul. The best place to hone his soul is in the endless killing. After daybreak, Li Xiucheng found Yi Yan and said that he had found 207 people. "There is no one in the prime of life among these 207 people. He is either too old or too young." Yi Yan looked at the people standing in more than ten rows crookedly, and did not say many words of encouragement. He just asked them to enter the tent where he lived one by one, then put a talisman on his back and told They, this sigil can make them powerful. The talisman was understood by Yi Yan from the divine inscriptions of Tiantiao inscribed on his own back. That talisman can absorb the evil spirit of soldiers and transform their bodies. As long as they survive one or two battles, they can surpass those in their prime. During this period of fighting, Yi Yan deeply realized how powerful these seemingly ordinary people were when they gathered together. If there was a monk sitting in the military camp, several monks of the same level would be afraid. All will fall into it. This is also the reason why each monk is careful to stay with his own army these days and never acts alone. Firstly, it is to practice, and secondly, if a single person encounters an army with monks stationed there, it will be difficult to escape. Yi Yan wanted to bring such an army back to his hometown, and those who joined the army did so because they could not survive, and they also wanted to get ahead. Not long after Yong'an was crowned king, a message spread throughout the world. "The world belongs to China, not to the barbarians; the food and clothing belong to China, not to the barbarians The Tatars are in charge of ten families, and they seize the women of China. All those who want China are barbarians." Yes. China has Chinese spouses, and now the Manchu demons have taken all the beauties from China as slaves and concubines. Three thousand beauties were all defiled by the zodiac dogs, and millions of beauties slept with the foxes, and talked with sorrow. His dirty tongue is to humiliate all the women in China" On the second day after the message was sent out, the Qing army began to attack the city. The siege was extremely brutal. It was also the first time that Yi Yan truly joined this battle, leading more than two hundred of his men.