The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

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Under this world, people are born and die all the time.

It's just that it's rare for a large number of babies to be born together at a certain time and place, but a large number of deaths of people at a certain time and place do happen from time to time, especially when war breaks out.

Of course, people will die in war, and there will never be fewer people who die.

Even if we don’t count the fires that the Red Sect started at the foot of Jiulian Mountain in Southern Shaolin, and we don’t include the casualties caused by the Wara people’s invasion of Xing’an territory and the beginning of the invasion, we only count from the first day of this month. In a full month, according to incomplete statistics from Zhongzhou alone, the number of soldiers killed reached 20, and the number of civilians killed was also over [-]!
Among them, the night attack in Ulaanbaat City accounted for the majority.

Half of the 20 soldiers were killed in that night attack.

The number of casualties in the northeast was [-], ranking second.

The remaining [-] were the total number killed on the southeast, south, and southwest battlefields combined.

The more than [-] civilians refer to civilian status.

The common people are civilians, and the people in the world are also civilians.

The Xing'an Territory in the northeast fell, and the sea door from the southeast to the south opened wide. The people were caught off guard and faced the coming disaster. Although the local government arranged an escort and there were people in the Jianghu to protect it, casualties were inevitable.

Whether voluntarily or forced, there are at least 20 Jianghu people participating in the Zhongzhou defense war like the previous generation of Jianghu people [-] years ago. So far, [-] Jianghu people have participated in this battle. dedicated to this land.

The casualties on the battlefield were often measured in the tens of thousands, but the figures of twenty-five thousand and five thousand were not very eye-catching.

And a thousand is hardly worth mentioning.

But in the eyes of some people, this insignificant thing is like a glowing light in the dark night. Although it is flickering and ethereal, it is eye-catching enough and enough to find out.

From the time when the Du Zhu people started to call for battle, the number of casualties among Zhongzhou soldiers and Zhongzhou Jianghu people in front of Yunze Jinglong Street Ferry has been controlled below a thousand people, and [-]% of these thousand people are missing arms or legs. Minor injuries other than serious injuries are still capable of fighting.

The number of civilian casualties was miraculously zero!

In other words, the offensive organized by the Duzhu people as the main force and the Luo Yue people as the auxiliary hardly shook the Zhongzhou defense line in front of Longjie Ferry.

Instead, the Duzhu people and the Luoyue people poured into the Longchuan River and killed thousands of people.

Compared with the majestic attacks or steady advances of other parties on the battlefield, the invasion war led by the Du Zhu people cannot be regarded as an "invasion" at all. At best, it can only be called a border disturbance war or a border war.

With an offensive and defensive casualty ratio of over ten to one, to put it mildly, it was a one-sided, hopeless battle to the death.

When General Shi Xinshi was still alive and stationed in the southwest, he indeed defeated the Du Zhu and Luo Yue armies until they screamed and the dead souls fled. The casualty ratio of one to ten or even twenty or more was not unheard of, nor was it unprecedented. Commonly seen.

This kind of data comparison is certainly a good thing for Zhongzhou, but some people always think that there may be some unknown secrets hidden under this good thing.

When fighting, people die, and dead people produce corpses.

Most corpses are difficult to dispose of in a timely manner.

Most of the corpses cannot be buried.

Most of the time, these corpses are abandoned in the wilderness, slowly decaying and melting into the earth, or becoming food for some scavenging animals.

Only a small number of troops who are both disciplined and humane can try their best to get the bodies of their comrades back after winning the battle, bury them on the spot, or cremate them and take their ashes back to the enemy's hometown.

Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the mountains, so why return them wrapped in horse leather? This is both heroic and helpless.

In fact, in order to prevent the body from being exposed to decay for a long time and causing diseases, the normal method of disposing of the body is to pile it up and burn it, and burn the body in one fire.

Even if it is burned with fire, it will take a lot of time to dispose of seven or eight hundred corpses. It is not an easy task, let alone tens of thousands of corpses?
According to the information Xue Qinghuan received from the defenders in the southwest of Zhongzhou, the bodies of the barbarians who died in front of Longjie Ferry and rolled down the Longchuan River were not more than [-] but also [-].

The image of fifteen thousand corpses piled up is not easy to imagine, at least it is like a small mountain.

Such a small mountain of corpses would become a large floating corpse island in a river.

Even though it's a war now, and people rarely go around the Longchuan River, a disgusting and creepy floating corpse island should be very conspicuous and easy to find. However, judging from the information passed by the ANBU, this floating corpse island should be very conspicuous and easy to find. Not only did the Floating Corpse Island not appear, it was difficult to find even a few corpses on and along the Longchuan River.

Where have these bodies gone?

Could it be that all those tens of thousands of corpses sank to the bottom of the Longchuan River?
Xue Qinghuan couldn't confirm it, so she could only find someone to help confirm it.

He asked everyone in Yiqu Liunian Pavilion to go out and start from the Longjie Ferry, go down the Longchuan River, and hire three villagers with good water skills to dive into the river every [-] miles or more. Check the situation.

The result was nothing.

After confirming that the body was probably not at the bottom of the Longchuan River, Xue Qinghuan started a new investigation.

Now that the old corpse has disappeared, let's investigate to see when the new corpse will disappear again and how it disappears?
At this time, Xue Qinghuan also welcomed a helper, Tingyuge Xixia.

So he asked Xi Xia: "The ANBU created by Mr. Han is indeed extraordinary. No wonder Brother Luo can see the weirdness here from thousands of miles away. Let me check it out carefully. What puzzles me Yes, ANBU can be everywhere, so why let us, who only know how to play music, dig out sand and waste money?"

Xi Xia, who is proficient in music and also loves to play music, has three close friends in Yiqu Lian Nian Pavilion. The owner of the pavilion, Xue Qinghuan, spends most of his time wandering in the mountains and rivers. This also means that the two have known each other for a long time, but have never met alone. .

With his deep brows, fluttering hair, and gentleness like jade, it is completely impossible to tell that the young master in white shirt is Xue Qinghuan, the master of the fleeting pavilion.

The young man with hair like splashing ink, a few small braids tied on both sides of his face, a straight nose and a pointed chin, a somewhat old Western appearance, and wearing a loose black robe is Xi Xia.

The two music friends had a good impression of each other when they first met, but they both nodded politely.

The first private meeting was the first time for cooperation. Xue Qinghuan used jokes to get acquainted with each other, and Xi Xia also went along with the flow and maintained polite etiquette without restraint.

After listening to what the other party said, Xi Xia knew that the focus was only on the last four words. He immediately stood up on tiptoe and took three steps ahead. He widened his steps, swung his left and right calves sharply from the inside out, and pushed aside the thighs that were all the way above his knees. He stepped on the bushes and weeds one by one. As he walked, he turned back and said, "Master Snow Pavilion, please slow down. The road is not easy to walk. Don't be in a hurry."

Xue Qinghuan saw the other party's pretentious move to open the way, and what he said was not as evasive as it was trivial, so what else could he say?
He could only smile generously and said: "It doesn't have to be like this. The silver earned by Yiqu Liunian Pavilion every year may not be as much as Tingyu Pavilion, but it has never been stingy, let alone begging for this part of the money from you." Sales..." Before he finished speaking, Xi Xia slowed down with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Oh, Master Xue Pavilion, please forgive me, I just wanted to lead the way and didn't pay attention to what you said. You were just asking us about the situation of the ANBU, right?"

Xue Qinghuan smiled slightly, but did not reply yes or no, knowing that the other party would definitely continue talking.

As expected, Xi Xia lowered her voice slightly and said mysteriously: "Hey, this is a sharp weapon that the old man gave us to Tingyu Pavilion. It is really inconvenient for most people to reveal it, but Master Xue Pavilion, you personally care about it, we can Just say what you need to say, and if you can’t say anything, please ask the Master of Snow Pavilion, Haihan.”

After hearing this, Xue Qinghuan saw the other party clasping his fists and handing over his hands, so he could only smile and let the other party continue.

Xi Xia then said: "To tell you the truth, I only found out recently that the composition of the dark department that sounds like a sophisticated machine is quite loose, especially the basic part. The sources of those basic information are [-]% to [-]%. It is conveyed by a kind intention, a kind of gratitude and a kind of trust.”

Xue Qinghuan listened with great interest, savoring the meaning of the last sentence and trying to explain it.

"Kind thoughts, gratitude, and trust. As I understand it, the sources of ANBU information are those who have kind thoughts, know how to be grateful, and have absolute trust in ANBU.

“Because of their good intentions, they hope that Zhongzhou will become better, so they are willing to take some risks and do their best to achieve this.

"Because they know how to be grateful, after they have received favors from ANBU, or to be precise, the Douyi Alliance, they try their best to give back without asking for reward.

"Because you have enough trust in the old man and enough trust in the Alliance of Justice, so as long as the ANBU asks for a need, they will do it without hesitation?"

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Xi Xia touched his palms and sighed: "High! Really high! It's easy to talk to smart people. The master of Xue Pavilion is quick-witted and has unparalleled intelligence. He can tell the whole story at a glance!"

There are only 14 people in the Liu Nian Pavilion, including the pavilion master Xue Qinghuan. At that time, it was only a very inconspicuous small gang in the Four Seas Alliance. However, apart from the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music, this gang is really beautiful. Wei Dongting felt that she still had more to say, and the only other person worthy of praise was the Pavilion Master Xue Qinghuan.

Regardless of her martial arts skills or her behavior, Xue Qinghuan is quite commendable in the world. However, Xue Qinghuan must have heard people flatter her more times than Xi Xia has ever flattered her in her life. She has long been grateful to these flatterers. Ci became numb and shook his head as if he accepted the compliment so that he could further understand the composition of ANBU.

Xi Xia was quite calm and didn't hide anything she could say.

It turned out that Han Wuyue was influenced by the old man's belief that everyone can be a friend, and the ANBU he trained seemed to have only a hundred people, but in fact there were thousands of pairs of eyes and ears.

Farmers who farm, women who weave, old men who fish, shepherd boys who herd sheep, etc., men, women, old and young, ordinary people who look ordinary but don't take it seriously in your heart are probably the spies of ANBU.

As Xue Qinghuan speculated, they have all received favors from the Daoyi Alliance, and they are all grateful and cautious people. When the Daoyi Alliance makes some requests that they can easily do, they will naturally not refuse them. The person then becomes the eyes and ears of the Douyi Alliance, and is a part of the Anbu.

The ANBU didn't ask them to do much, just observe more, listen more, and transmit more. This kind of observation and listening must not go beyond the rules and etiquette of ordinary people's interactions. This kind of transmission is often as simple as one or two sentences or even three sentences. Five words, and leave the rest to someone who is good at summarizing and organizing information to forward and report.

How to coordinate, interpret, and use this information has nothing to do with these "eyes" and "ears" to ensure their personal safety.

As the two chattered, they walked through the camphor forest and into the bamboo forest, and then came to a river bank about fifty feet away from Longjie Ferry.

Longjie Ferry is the slow-flowing section of the middle and lower reaches of the Longchuan River, and it is also the second narrowest mouth of the entire river section. The distance between the two banks is 33 feet. The southwest region of Zhongzhou and the northeast region of Duzhu are roughly bounded by the Longchuan River.

On weekdays, before the war broke out, in order to facilitate trade, the two countries each funded the construction of viaducts. Once the war broke out, the bridges were destroyed first and fastest.

It was naturally the Zhongzhou side that destroyed the bridge. Because of this, Du Zhu's offensive was delayed a lot in the early stage and it was difficult to get started.

After finally relying on a few large-capacity ferries to transport the soldiers and horses to the other side, the Zhongzhou Army, who was waiting for work, launched an offensive. Who can withstand this, and who doesn't complain?

Du Zhu and Luo Yuefang's battle loss ratio was much higher than that of Zhongzhou, so it was understandable.

At the Longjie Ferry, a fighting scene was coming to an end.

More than [-] Du Zhu and Luo Yue soldiers and horses were defeated by the Zhongzhou Army before they could reach the city wall a hundred feet away. They fled in panic and rushed to three large ships in twos and threes. The big ships could not wait and could not wait for all the troops to rush back. He hurriedly stayed away from the port and pulled out of the range of the Zhongzhou Army's arrows, leaving half a hundred soldiers who were mercilessly killed by the Zhongzhou Army and fell into the Longchuan River.

Xue Qinghuan and Xi Xia watched the ending piece in silence, speechless for a long time.

"It's so weird and ridiculous."

Xi Xia was introduced to the Shi Mansion because of his friendship with Zifeng. He was not from the Shi Family Army and did not know how to march and fight. After watching the scene just now, he thought it was too childish.

Xue Qinghuan, who was older and more knowledgeable, also agreed with this view and said: "Yes, if this can be considered a war, then the Du Zhu and Luo Yue people may never be able to fight each other in their lifetime."

Xi Xia said: "When something goes wrong, there must be a monster."

Xue Qinghuan said: "Where do you think the 'demon' is?"

Xi Xia said: "The demon is deliberately creating dead people."

Xue Qinghuan nodded and said: "What we saw this time was quite small. At most, there were more than three thousand corpses on the Longchuan River."

Xi Xia said: "So the message conveyed by the ANBU at that time was that there were countless dead people in the lower reaches of the Longchuan River, and the floating corpses filled the river surface densely."

Xue Qinghuan took out a folding fan from nowhere, tapped her palm, and said, "What's even more weird is that these corpses disappeared without knowing it. Not a single one was left, as if they had never appeared."

Xi Xia said: "Later, the information from the ANBU was that no movement was heard on the river at night, and it was rare to see dead bodies floating on the river during the day."

Xue Qinghuan asked both the question and herself: "So, where did these corpses go?"

The two of them watched dozens of corpses floating slowly on the river.

At least the two of them could now see the dead bodies floating on the river.

Before the body floated near them, the two had already found a route along the river.

Next, they wanted to see how these dead people disappeared.

Did he come back from the dead and swim back to shore?

Were they devoured one by one by some unknown monster?
Or did someone go to great lengths to salvage it from the river and collect it? (End of chapter)