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

Chapter 93 Rumors about South Marsh
"Send an order for Guo Xun to lead 200 soldiers and guards into Liushan to explore the enemy's situation in western Hunan and guide the army into the mountain."

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Is this the "Jingguan" that the survivors call it?

Qiu Luan and the twelve men behind him were ordered to sneak into Liujiazhai to search for the whereabouts of King Xiaomu. They looked at the intimidating high wall built with human heads on the land that was originally the farmland of Changshengzhai.

The surrounding land was deserted due to long-term neglect, and the air was filled with the smell of rotting corpses.

"Everyone in the village is here."

Beside Qiu Luan, the woman who asked the Jinyi guards to help bring back her son's body in exchange for showing them the way, stood beside the towering Jingguan and cried.

"In order to force the villagers to tell the whereabouts of King Xiaomu, the Shijia rebels who surrendered to Homesick even did not hesitate to kill more than 3 people in the village... My poor son!"

The woman's voice was sad.

The Jinyi guards were equally angry as they looked at the soldiers and civilians of the southwest who had been maimed by the rebels in front of them.

Qiu Luan subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

Since the orthodoxy, the Ming Dynasty has declined, and the four battles of Luchuan have all ended in tragic victories. After the Tumubao Incident, the elites in the north were all lost, and they were even less able to control the southwest.

As a result, bandits were rampant, chieftains killed and expropriated goods, and it was not uncommon for them to attack and annex each other.

Seeing that the woman was really pitiful, he asked.

"Where are the corpses in the village? We can help you look for your son. Maybe we can find him."

"Right? Where's the body?"

At this time, the woman stopped crying. She looked around, her eyes gradually becoming confused.

She remembered clearly that at that time, she was hiding in the pile of dead people beside Jingguan, pretending to be dead among the corpses that had not yet had time to be beheaded, so as to save her life.

The corpses of tens of thousands of people were stacked together, but now, they all suddenly disappeared silently.

If it weren't for the large dark red blood clots mixed with soil still remaining on the ground, the woman would have thought there was something wrong with her memory.

"Isn't the body here?"

Qiu Luan asked when he saw the woman's confused expression turning into pain at not being able to find her son's body.

"Yes, I was there originally, but now... gone..."

After the woman finished explaining to Qiu Luan, Qiu Luan was thoughtful.

Corpses don't disappear on their own.

"Have there been any strange things in the village recently, or have you seen any strange people before and after the accident?"

After hearing Qiu Luan's words, the woman suddenly thought of something and recalled.

"That day, the rebels in Shijiazhai invaded the village and massacred them. I saw many people who looked like Nanzhao wizards were following the Shijiazhai's troops. The Shijiazhai were very respectful to them."

Qiu Luan was silent.

The ancient kingdom of Nanzhao has always been a legend circulated among these southwestern chieftain barbarians.

According to legend, Nanzhao was not really destroyed in history. It also had countless wizards with powerful magical powers hiding in the dark, waiting for the opportunity, always waiting to restore the former glory of their ancestors.

But Nanzhao had been destroyed for thousands of years by the double blow of external Tang soldiers and internal rebellion during the Tang Zhaozong period.

Even if there are remnants, how can they stay in this land ruled by the enemy in order to survive?

The sun is setting in the sky and it will soon be night.

Although Qiu Luan and others had deliberately hidden their bodies in the past few days, many people and animals had been killed here, and the team of more than a dozen strong men was too conspicuous, so they were still inevitably caught.

At night, it is the time when the mountain spirits and evil spirits are active.

Especially after the war, when the blood is abundant, the evil spirits enjoy blood food and devour the essence, and their actions will be more active.

"Before it gets dark, go back to the Liu family's ancestral temple, and then look for Little Mu King at dawn tomorrow..."

Qiu Luan said, the surroundings were so quiet that it must have been the Homesick Demon who had cast some spell to search for the whereabouts of the Jin Yiwei who had been ordered to come.

Back at the Liujia Ancestral Temple, the sun had just set.

The journey was uneventful, Qiu Luan and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Liujia Ancestral Temple is the place with the strongest Yin Qi in the entire Liushan Mountain.

But there was not a single sneaky sight for miles around.

The earth-shattering battle that broke out on Willow Mountain a few months ago.

The painful wails of the Blood Empress who had been in western Hunan for thousands of years before her death still rang in the haunting ears of these demons.Even after several months, the roar of the barbarian god in southwest Xiangxi still makes the evil spirits here tremble with fear.

The devil's cave that was once filled with ghosts and ghosts has now become the safest place in the land.

"Commander Qiu, it's my turn to go watch the night..."

In front of Qiu Luan, a young Jin Yiwei stood up.

His name is Lin Dao, and he is the son of Lin Youcheng, a former Jinyiwei Baihu.

After Zhu Houcong ascended the throne, he took advantage of the fire in the palace and ordered his uncle Jiang An, the former military governor, to lead the Beijing army to help defend the Forbidden Palace and purge the Forbidden Army.

Adhering to the principle of "preferring shortage over excess", after the purge, the number of guards was reduced to 1000 or [-] per guard, while the number of flag officers remained unchanged. In addition to maintaining the basic establishment, all flag officers were gathered together and directly obeyed the emperor's orders. .

These people do not accept orders from anyone except the emperor, even the queen mother or the chief ceremonial officer.

Therefore, this group of people was also secretly called the "Emperor's Attendants" or "Guards" by the imperial guards in the palace, and they were the imperial guards among the imperial guards.

Nowadays, apart from the imperial guards, there are only six imperial guards in the Imperial City.

120 people per bathroom, 840 people in total.

They were all formed by selecting elite and reliable people from the 26 Guards of the Pro-Army and the various armies of the Beijing Camp and accepting the emperor's favor.

However, it is said that in the future, the Six Guards of the Fu Army will select talents from all over the world through martial arts examinations.

It is no longer limited to soldiers in Beijing.

Lin Dao thought while looking at the mountain road going down the mountain in the distance.

Fortunately for him, the time when the palace caught fire happened to be the time when he went home for the funeral and prepared to inherit his father's position in the Imperial Guard.

Therefore, he escaped the brutal purge.

And relying on his own skills to accept the emperor's favor, he became what the imperial guards called "a true guard of the emperor."

The emperor's grace is so great...

He thought as he felt the warm green-gold warmth in his blood.

Liushan is quiet at night, with hundreds of ghosts running around and evil spirits disappearing.

Lindao was not surprised. Feeling the cool breeze at night, he even felt a little sleepy.

until--

someone!

Lin Dao drew his sword and came out.

The evil wind rose up behind his head, and Lin Dao slashed backwards without thinking.

The hundred-forged steel knife in his hand struck the thing behind him as if it had hit an iron plate.

Even with Jin Yiwei's strength, the tiger's mouth was slightly numb from the shock.

Lin Dao immediately stepped back when he knew that the attack failed.

Escaped from the oncoming stench.

Could this be the legendary zombie that was invaded by Yin Qi in the southwest mountains?
Through the moonlight, Lin Dao's extraordinary eyesight allowed him to clearly see the appearance of the thing in front of him.

The blue-gray skin exudes a dead air.

A pair of sharp fangs protrude from the mouth.

His eyes were like copper bells, shining with a green light like a beast.

I don't know whether it was saliva or corpse water flowing in his mouth, and it exuded a stench.

What made Lin Dao subconsciously take a step back and his expression became extremely solemn.

There was a thin rustling sound of leaves in the woods in front of me.

Channels of green light flickered in the dark woods before him.

At a rough count, there were hundreds of green lights.

Looking at the green corpse in front of him who had been stabbed with all his strength but was unharmed, Lin Dao's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

A bell suddenly rang in the ears, and in the forest, a man wearing a white robe and hiding his appearance under a hood held a soul-catching bell and controlled the group of corpses to slowly walk towards the forest road.

On his chest, there is an embroidered phoenix bird stepping on the branches of a sycamore tree.

(End of this chapter)