My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 229
The carving on it is very innovative. You can vaguely see the outline of Wang Lingguan. If it is fired manually, the spiritual energy stored in the projectile will flow along the lines in the painting, forming a simple formation that gathers the air of the Ming Dynasty. The thin spiritual power already present in the projectile is used to enhance the power of the projectile.

Yu Dayou is very familiar with this formation.

It is the spirit gathering array that Zhu Houcong arranged around Xiyuan to gather spiritual energy and nourish the precious spiritual field.

It seems that Taoist priests like Qin Tianjian often wander around Xiyuan to observe the operation principle of the spirit gathering array when they have nothing to do.

It's a wonderful person to come up with such a method——

Yu Dayou thought in his heart.

There are still talented people in Qintian Prison.

"My ancestors had an old relationship with this Taoist priest, so after explaining the difficulties, the Taoist priest generously provided me with help."

Looking at the cautious Zhu Xiangyang in front of him who was worried that he would take away the psychic gun, Yu Dayou patted the young man on the shoulder and filled the barrel of the gun with the extremely precious projectile for the young man.

Aimed, but not actually fired.

"The feel is okay. The weapon is like a warrior's wife. Treat it well. It is one of the first batch of psychic guns forged in the Forbidden Army. It can accompany you for a long time."

Listening to Yu Dayou's words beside him, Xu Youbang, the son of Duke Dingguo, who was wiping his epee beside him, rolled his eyes.

Thinking of Yu Dayou's house full of "wives", he had no intention of exposing it in front of everyone.

However, compared to Yu Dayou who lamented the exquisite craftsmanship of Qin Tianjian's craftsmen, Xu Youbang looked at the group of northern defense soldiers in front of him with a flash of worry in his eyes.

Could it be that after several battles and heavy casualties, the blood of these lower-level clans in the Ming court has been drained dry?

Why are old men, women and children sent to the battlefield——

Yes, compared to Yu Dayou, Xu Youbang, who grew up in the family of a prince, was obviously extremely sensitive to the changes in the composition of the northern defense troops in front of him.

Glancing over, Xu Youbang saw five or six women from the Zhu family in their 20s, carrying firearms, mixed in with the crowd.

Yu Dayou naturally knew that there were women among the Beifang soldiers, but as a martial artist, he would not be surprised by this situation.

Among the refugee armed forces in Guangxi, it is normal for women and children to be included in the army to explore routes and collect food.

After all, the emperor didn't say that he had to be a man from the clan to be cannon fodder.

Since even the elderly and children can do it, why can’t younger and more powerful women do it?
But the weaving and dyeing that Xu Youbang was thinking about at this time was farther and deeper than Yu Dayou, who didn't care whether the explorer was a man or a woman.

If these lower-level clans of the Ming Dynasty, both men and women, were captured by the court to fight against demons, and were destroyed as a family unit in the face of high mortality rates, then the demise of the clans of the Ming Dynasty would basically be a matter of time.

Even from the perspective of sustainable development, we should not be wasting our efforts like this.

Should I report to the emperor after this battle and tell the story of the pain of the northern defense soldiers fighting for days and the heavy casualties far exceeding those of ordinary soldiers?
And protect them appropriately?What about easing their burden?
Looking at the numb expressions of the people in front of them, most of them were men and women from the clan who had been hurriedly recruited by local officials to fill the quota of the Northern Defense Force the day after they received the news of the death of their father and brother.

Some of them were conscripted away without even seeing the corpses of their fathers and brothers for the last time, and were used to fill the front lines without much training. Of course, most of the victims did not leave complete corpses, and most families could only receive Several incomplete limbs, arms, leg bones, half a hollowed-out head, and a few relatively complete bones.

Or maybe there are only some belongings left to the family behind for the mourning of the widows in front of them.

Looking at these northern defense soldiers who are not soldiers at all, but are responsible for the most dangerous tasks.

Xu Youbang could vaguely understand the intention of the emperor's arrangement.

The emperor would not let the forbidden soldiers and the professional warriors of the Ming Dynasty that he had cultivated through hard work do such a task that did not require many skills and could only be completed with hard work.

Then, only these "useless people" in the eyes of the court are left.But is the sacrifice worth it?

Xu Youbang didn't know that as a noble man in the capital, he obviously had a higher moral bottom line.

And side generals like Yu Dayou have long been accustomed to this kind of situation. Looking at the women from the Northern Defense Force, he didn't even feel anything was wrong. Everything in the world in his eyes was normal.

"Let's go-"

Reminding Yu Dayou next to him not to waste too much time, he still has tasks to do.

Xu Youbang took the lead and walked into the dense and gloomy bamboo forest created by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to conceal the darkest secret behind the temple.

The northern defense soldiers followed these forbidden troops silently. Perhaps this was the last time in their lives that they enjoyed the protection of these emperor's personal guards.

The small island in the bamboo forest was deep and dark. The cold wind blew on the faces of the group of people. The infiltrating roars of corpse Buddhas could be heard from all around. There was an ominous atmosphere everywhere.

They finally saw the maze leading underground in front of them.

The northern defense soldiers did not hesitate. They lowered their ropes, raised their torches, and began to advance deeper into the underground palace.

……

"How many other people-"

In the dark and winding underground passage, a group of people extinguished the lights.

Yu Dayou's voice was a little tired. There was a dark shadow struggling under his feet and letting out a sharp roar. But the next moment, with the swing of Zhu Xiangyang's hammer, the screams in his ears stopped abruptly.

"There are still 20 people, sir——"

Zhu Xiangyang kicked aside the extinguished torch.

The torch fell into the underground river, causing a splash of water.

The body of the thing in the darkness was covered with scales of aquatic creatures, which looked like a fish or a snake. It was wet all over and had no eyes on its head.

These things were attracted by the torch, suddenly rushed up from the river, and attacked the group in front of them crazily.

Xu Youbang watched as the people behind him bandaged their wounds and dragged the bodies of the victims as far away from the river as possible to prevent their bodies from being eaten by things in the river.

His eyes were dim as he looked at the northern defense soldiers in front of him who had just narrowly escaped from the threat of death.

But he still spoke.

"Keep going--"

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The stone wall next to him was covered with moss and dripping with water.

The cave was filled with water vapor, and in some places there was a layer of white mist. From time to time, black shadows flashed through it, watching the group of uninvited guests who were already frightened.

What a strange scene this is.

In the dark cave, the sound of water flowing from the underground river could be heard, but the river was shrouded in mist. Every step people took forward seemed to be dancing with death.

(End of this chapter)