The secret technique inherited from the Soul God Religion was activated, and Lin Qi began to torture Yan's soul. wWw,QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO,CoM
Unlike the powerful body, Yan's soul is relatively fragile. Lin Qi easily captured his soul, but when searching his memory with secret methods, a terrifying soul impact rushed out from the origin of Yan's soul, blasting Yan's soul to pieces, and then returned it to Lin Qi cruelly. A hard head-on blow.
Lin Qi sighed softly, shook his head and said, "I knew it was like this! Don't you even worry about your own disciples?"
The donkey patted his hoof gently and said with a sarcastic smile: "These grandsons all do this! Just like your father asked someone to give you the secret technique of soul asylum, members of all the major forces in the Western Continent, their The soul is protected by a secret law."
The slender tail swung, and Donkey glanced sideways at Lin Qi: "So, Uncle Donkey will never suggest you make such a stupid attempt. Leaving him to be tortured is more likely to get a confession than searching for his soul!" "
Lin Qi shrugged his shoulders and snorted indifferently.
It's just a rock. If Mr. Mo fails this time, he will definitely not give up, so let's continue playing with him. Mr. Mo's counterattack this time was sharp and shocking, even beyond Lin Qi's expectation. If Lin Qi's body was not particularly strong, they would all be hiding in the Palace of Doomsday Apocalypse, even if it weren't for a high-level demigod. If you encounter a rock in this ghostly swamp of the undead, you will be easily killed by him, right
Reject all elemental power, block all power, and can only rely on blood to fight!
Mr. Mo indeed made a brilliant move, but it was a pity that he misjudged Lin Qi's strength.
After taking Cologne Eighteen, Bai Tian, and Heitian back to the Palace of Doomsday Apocalypse, Lin Qi gave Donkey a hard punch on the head: "Now that we are here. The Swamp of the Dead is not far from the appendix of the mainland, let's go and see it. Let’s see what’s going on over there!”
A few days ago, Lin Qi heard about some of the measures taken by the Gallic Empire in the past two years, such as maintaining strong military pressure against the Caesar Empire on the border, and at the same time dispatching two uniforms to the appendix, a transportation belt on the mainland. A full elite light infantry division. Those were 20,000 elite troops from the Gallic Empire. How could those dilapidated small principalities in the appendix of the mainland be their opponents
That day, Lin Qi avoided Yunjun's pursuit and used the Divine Grace Teleportation Talisman to accidentally escape into the appendix of the mainland, where he also subdued a down-and-out little aristocrat, Viscount Qiuli. The Everglades of the Dead is far from the Appendice Canyon on the mainland. Now that I'm here, it's not a bad idea to stop by and take a look at the situation there.
Anyway, Yan used the spatial positioning teleportation array to get Lin Qi here. Even if Lin Qi returned to the sea outside New Dunerke at the fastest speed, Arthur's group would have finished the fight, and they would not find anything if they ran over. It was cheap. Lin Qi was really too lazy to join in the fun.
If both Lin Li and Yun Tianyi escaped in this situation, then Lin Qi could only admire their good luck. And then continue to design to trick them in the future. Thinking of the tiger head token that Lin Li carried with him and the thick stack of letters, Lin Qi couldn't help but have a headache - he really couldn't kill Lin Li with his own hands, so he could only find a way to kill Lin Li. Putting the blame on others for his strength undoubtedly caused great trouble to Lin Qi.
"It's great to have someone to back you up!" Lin Qi murmured to himself.
Gritting his teeth, the donkey, carrying Lin Qi on his back and running wildly in the mountains like a breeze, turned back to look at Lin Qi in surprise: "Strange, what did you say? Backer? What backer? Do you need a backer? Which grandson is qualified to give it to him? Are you your backer? Isn't your backer the great Uncle Donkey? I said, Lin Qi, I performed very well today. You should give me a big breast!"
Lin Qi slapped the donkey on the forehead, making him shut his mouth obediently.
Qiuri Viscounty, in that simple little castle. The serious-looking Viscount Quri frowned and looked helplessly at the group of two hundred light armored infantry outside the castle. These warriors wore uniform lightweight leather armor. The leather armor was made of triple thick leather and was decorated with thin steel sheets. There was even a thin layer of steel mesh attached to key parts such as the heart and vagina.
The leather armor made in this way has a strong defensive power, and is even slightly stronger than the pure iron armor produced by ordinary rural workshops. But this kind of armor is extremely light. It will not affect the soldier's mobility at all.
One hundred of these soldiers wore standard long swords, and fifty of them carried light crossbows. Carrying spears; while the remaining fifty warriors hung protective daggers on their waists, carried three pots of sixty arrows on their backs, and a Michelin-long walking bow.
With a size of two hundred people and a little more than a squadron, there are fifty light crossbowmen and fifty strong archers. This is the configuration of the elite infantry division of the Gallic Empire. Only the wealthy Gallic Empire could issue such sophisticated equipment to these light armored infantry who were almost the same as cannon fodder on the battlefield. Such light armored infantry cannot withstand the impact of powerful foreign legions on the frontal battlefield, but when fighting in the mountains and facing small mainland forces like the Lanyue Principality to which Viscount Qiuri belongs, they are hopelessly powerful enemies. .
In addition to the two hundred soldiers lined up in front of the castle, there were a few scouts riding horses leisurely strolling around in the distance.
The atmosphere in the village was very depressing, and the villagers hid in their houses and did not dare to come out. As soon as these elite warriors from the Gallic Empire appeared, they killed and wounded several joint defense members who blocked the road and asked about their origins. This proved that their visit was not in good faith.
"I am Viscount Qiuri, the owner of this territory!"
Looking at the soldiers lined up outside the castle, Viscount Quri finally stood up. He glanced at the two mages behind him who were all wrapped in black cloaks, and he suddenly felt great courage in his heart. These are two heavenly mages. As long as they are given time to cast spells, what are just two hundred light armored infantry
Besides, over the past year or so, relying on the gold coins and other materials left by Lin Qi, Viscount Qiuri has formed a fairly brave private army of a hundred people. Although the equipment and training status were not as good as those of the Gallic warriors outside the castle, relying on the walls of the castle, Viscount Chiuri was still confident to withstand the attack of less than 500 light infantry.
"Please tell me your purpose of coming!" Viscount Qiuri hid behind a city wall and shouted loudly: "This is the territory of the Lanyue Principality. Your actions have constituted an invasion in a substantial sense. Please also Leave my territory and I promise not to hold you accountable.”
A black-robed mage, Gaw's disciple, laughed evilly: "It's a waste of energy to chat with these little guys. But, well, you are the master here, and everything is up to you, dear Viscount. Your Mightiness!"
Viscount Qiuri smiled and bowed to the two heavenly mages. He expressed great satisfaction that they could respect his identity.
"Prince Lanyue has surrendered to our army!" A loud voice came from outside the city: "We have brought a comfort order from the commander of the Fakru Division. As long as you are willing to pay us a part of the food, grass and military supplies, we can Ensure that your territory will not be infringed upon in any way. However, you must swear allegiance to the Gallic Empire and His Majesty the Holy Light I!"
Viscount Qiuri's face stiffened—Duke Lanyue surrendered
Two months ago, Viscount Chiuri heard that the Gallic Empire sent 20,000 elite light infantry to station in the small plain on the west side of the Appendice Valley on the mainland. The reason given was to wipe out bandits and bandits near the Appendice Valley on the mainland. ! The use of 20,000 light infantry was just to wipe out the bandits. At that time, Viscount Quri was amused by this news.
But now, the cruel fact made Viscount Quri unable to laugh anymore.
The damn Gallic Empire actually broke the balance with the Caesar Empire and blatantly invaded this transportation artery connecting the two empires? What did the Gallic Empire want? Want to have an all-out conflict with Caesar's Empire
"You, this, this!" Viscount Qiuri was speechless for a while.
A low-level legionnaire wearing light steel armor walked out of the team. He took out two official documents and threw them on the wall. He shouted in a deep voice: "This is the comfort order from the commander of the Faklu Division and the surrender order from Grand Duke Lanyue. Unless you want to disobey Grand Duke Lanyue's order and intend to fight against the powerful army of our Gallic Empire, please Pay us the food, grass and military supplies we need... By the way, we also need a group of civilians!"
Viscount Qiuri tremblingly picked up Grand Duke Lanyue's surrender order. He carefully distinguished the handwriting and seal on it, and then punched the city wall with a fierce punch: "Damn it, Your Excellency Grand Duke, How could he do this? He surrendered to the Gallic Empire? Then, wouldn’t the Lanyue Principality..."
"Ask them how much supplies they need!" A black-robed mage said in a dark voice: "If the conditions are not excessive, agree to their request. I have a hunch that there will be huge turmoil in the Appendix Canyon on the mainland, so Qiuli The Viscounty will become an important stronghold. Teacher, as well as the great master, he will not want to see this stronghold destroyed!"
Viscount Qiuri nodded and shouted in a deep voice: "How much supplies do you need? How much military resources? How much civilian service?"
The low-ranking officer shouted loudly: "We need to continue eastward and conquer the following principalities. We consume a lot of supplies, so the food, military supplies, and civilian services you need to provide are as follows!"
- Three hundred thousand catties of grain, one hundred pigs and sheep, thirty cattle, and five hundred each of chickens, ducks, geese, and other poultry.
- One hundred large logs, three thousand shafts for arrows, and one hundred hides for shields and siege engines.
-Ten thousand gold coins for the military must be high-quality gold coins minted by the Gallic Empire or the Vias Commercial Federation.
- There are five hundred people in civilian service, and they must bring their own protective weapon. When necessary, they should go to the battlefield to participate in the battle!
Viscount Qiuri's face turned blue with anger. Except for the military supply of 10,000 gold coins, which he could easily come up with, he could not fulfill any of the other conditions.
He poked his head out from the city wall and gave a very vulgar greeting: "If you are willing to lend me your mother and your daughter to sleep with for a month, I can fully satisfy your request!"
The officer's expression from the Gallic Empire changed, and he immediately drew his sword.