"Maintaining stability?" Xi Heng sneered: "Do you think I have these two words in my head?" At this moment, the high priest suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was not the Merciful Saint they were talking about... but the Dark Sky Demon who had easily killed hundreds of people by himself. If he did not obey the order now, he would probably become a corpse in a short time, and his high position as high priest would be immediately replaced by someone else. The high priest was silent for a moment and could only obey: "Yes, Your Highness." "That's right." Xi Heng nodded: "If you build an organization but can't do what you want, it's better not to build it." "Lord Demon is right." The high priest sighed. "Tomorrow morning, I want to see these thousand people standing in an orderly manner in the courtyard, obeying orders at all times." "As ordered..."
The above sentence will break your legs if you run away. The high priest held his breath and left the crematorium with several deputies behind him. After they left, the senior sister led the horse and approached Xi Heng with her nose covered. "The stench of decay is so strong here." Hong Miao said in a muffled voice. Xi Heng sniffed it. Although the black smoke was thick, she didn't hate the strange smell that much. But since her senior sister said so, she bypassed this place and entered the teaching platform. The brown horse was panting through its nose, as if it had been choked by the suffocating smell just now, and only breathed a sigh of relief when it came over here. "Who was that person just now?" Hong Miao asked the main question. "The Dark Sky Sect's priest, my subordinate." Xi Heng said simply. "Subordinates?" "Well... the person who was kidnapped and threatened with violence when I came to Jinshi City before, and who was doing things for me." "The hijacking threatens... the entire sect?" Hong Miao was a little reluctant to believe it. "Just good luck." Xi Heng didn't want to say more about this, for fear that her senior sister would change her impression of her, from a cute, lovely and reliable junior sister to some big devil who founded a cult. She considers herself a good person. Although she is not as good as the 'Merciful Saint' as claimed by the Dark Sky Sect, at least, most of the things she does are good things. "Really..." Hong Miao always felt something was wrong. In her eyes, the image of her junior sister became increasingly blurry.
…… One day later, in the Dark Sky Sect’s main altar, thousands of believers wearing coarse black cloth embroidered with snake patterns gathered together and lined up in neat rows. Xi Heng put on his neat clothes again and came to the yard to inspect the miscellaneous soldiers in front of him. Taking a casual glance, there were only about a dozen Ming Jin warriors among them. Only the hall master has achieved great Ming Jin, the others are just minions. "So weak." Xi Heng realized that he only needed to swing his sword with all his strength to kill most of the miscellaneous soldiers in the courtyard. "Please give your orders, Saint Lady." When Wu Lian, the leader of the Southern Hall of the Dark Sky Sect, faced Xi Heng, he was still as timid as before. Other ordinary people may find it difficult to sense it, but as a martial artist who has reached the great perfection of Ming Jin, he can clearly sense the extremely strong murderous intent from the demon. It seemed as if the other party had emerged from a sea of blood. Every time he saw her glance at him, he could feel a chill running down his spine and his neck tingling. If this demon lord attacks him, he will definitely die without being able to fight back. "I heard that you encountered enemies from the Jingming Sect a month ago?" Xi Hengxian asked. "My Lord, it is true. I sent people to the eastern Junming region to establish a branch altar. When they were preaching in the villages, they were attacked by followers of the Jingming religion from the surrounding cities. Seven people were killed or injured." "Have they been dealt with now?" Wu Lian, the head of the South Hall, trembled all over when he heard this and said quickly: "Forgive my inability. I have been staying in Jinshi for nearly a month to train my martial arts, and I haven't had time to go and take revenge on that branch of the Jingming Sect." "Now is a good time to test your military strength. Prepare sufficient logistics, stabilize your respective situations, and set off eastward after lunch." "Yes!" The hall master immediately began to make arrangements. After Xi Heng returned to the room to have lunch, he rode away from Jinshi on horseback, taking Senior Sister Hong Miao, who seemed to have become his follower. In the rear, there was a mighty force of more than a thousand people, all dressed in black clothes with neat patterns, but holding various weapons. Most of them only held a rough machete, and it was difficult to hurt the enemy as long as they wore a little wooden armor. And the shield was just like a pot lid... "I feel like just ten Great Zhao cavalrymen would be enough to defeat this group of miscellaneous troops..." Xi Heng was walking in front, looking back, and gradually doubts began to arise in his heart: "How did Fang Tiande train ordinary militiamen like these into militiamen capable of attacking the city of Dazhao?" If she were to come, she might have to work hard for a year or so, and the training methods would be quite harsh. And Xi Heng had no intention of doing such a thing.
In fact, she alone is enough to attack the Goddess of Red Sky. The group of believers behind are just a foil. Time passes slowly. Xi Heng rode his horse in front without feeling any exertion, and he was still full of energy at night. But most of the miscellaneous soldiers following behind were so tired that they were out of breath and unable to speak. The girl shook her head and ordered everyone to set up camp and sit down on the spot. The Dark Sky Cult also had several ox carts carrying various tents, food and other supplies, following behind the army. The cook in charge of cooking lit the stove and set up tents of various sizes to form a camp. Under the noble autumn moon, some fireflies are still slowly fluttering in the fields. The senior sister brought Xi Heng a bowl of porridge and sat down with Xi Heng, looking at the army ahead. "What Junior Sister is doing now is to prepare for the fight for the throne in the future?" She led the army, founded a power, and was the princess of the Great Zhao Dynasty. She was also living in the current chaotic world... No matter how you think about it, the result is the same. "Only after becoming an emperor can you seek immortals." Xi Heng's answer surprised her. "Huh?" Hong Miao originally thought that her junior sister wanted to be emperor in order to bring peace and stability to the world, not for her own selfish desires. "If someone becomes an emperor just to search for immortals, then he can hardly be a good emperor, right?" Hong Miao said. "What's the difference between good and bad?" Xi Heng glanced at his senior sister's face and said calmly: "As long as I can obtain the method of immortality, it doesn't matter whether it is good or bad." In her eyes, everything can start over again. As long as I can find the way to immortality, it doesn't matter if I'm a tyrant in this life. If there's anything wrong with it, I can make up for it when I can achieve immortality and have the mind to ascend the throne. The moral norms among ordinary people have gradually become transparent in her eyes, and it is difficult for them to cause too much emotional fluctuation in her eyes. "...I think that if Junior Sister can ascend to the throne, she should be a good emperor who can sympathize with the people." But my senior sister is a person with quite strong moral values. "Well, I'll try my best." Xi Heng responded simply. The moonlight was obscured by a thin layer of clouds and gradually became hazy. Two days later, the Dark Sky Sect soldiers she led arrived at the eastern Junming area. It was called Junming because there was a big city called Junming in the center of this place. This city had not been conquered by Tianliang before, so it seems to be relatively intact now.
At least, it is much better than the devastated Jinshi City. After the Dark Sky Sect members arrived, they quickly began to preach in the surrounding villages and towns where there were few patrols and management by soldiers. But in fact, what they wanted to do was not to preach, but to attract the so-called Jingming Sect. The people of the Jingming Sect obviously did not expect that this would be an ambush. Upon hearing the whereabouts of the Dark Heaven Sect, they immediately rushed over with hundreds of troops in a menacing manner. However, the Dark Sky Sect here had thousands of miscellaneous soldiers who had been trained for a month or two waiting for them. The followers of the Jingming Sect were also just a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers. The ten-fold gap in their numbers caused them to be immediately defeated and flee in chaos. In this encounter where the advantage was extremely obvious, Xi Heng did not take any action, but just watched his men perform. The Dark Sky Sect barely formed a battle formation, with shield soldiers in front and spear soldiers in the back, and did not rush forward all at once. But even so, there were still many casualties. Although he directly captured a hundred people, he also injured more than twenty people. Xi Heng held his forehead. Clearly with a tenfold advantage, this was an encounter that could be ended with a simple push, yet they still managed to achieve such a result. The strongest among the opponents was only at the level of Ming Jin Dacheng. Ordinary people only needed to set up a shield formation to surround them. Moreover, there was also a Ming Jin Dacheng warrior in the Mahakala Sect... Even so, they were able to defeat so many enemies. How did they do it? "How can this kind of destructive power be put to use?" Xi Heng shook his head. After the war, after being threatened and baptized by several small priests accompanying the army, the captured enemies rebelled one by one, showing the way to the Dark Heavenly Church believers and indicating where their altar headquarters was. What surprised Xiheng a little was that the Jingming religious altar here was not in Junming City, but was set up in villages and towns outside to preach secretly, and did not dare to enter the city with fanfare. After all, their Red Sky Goddess is still rebelling, and she had some cooperation with Tianliang before. In the eyes of the officers and soldiers of Da Zhao, the Jingming Sect was an existence that needed to be eliminated, and it was difficult for it to enter the big city to preach. After listening to what several traitors of the Jingming Sect said, Xi Heng sent his troops forward without hesitation, intending to defeat the religious community in this area in one fell swoop. Having won the battle at the beginning, the Dark Sky Sect's army has grown in strength and its steps are no longer as hesitant as before. But in Xi Heng's eyes, these soldiers are no longer important at the moment. Letting them fight against the Jingming Sect's army would just be a waste of their lives. "I'll have to fight the several thousand troops of the Goddess of Red Sky alone." Xi Heng made up his mind silently. …… Chapter 85: The Goddess of Red Sky One day later, the Jingming Sect branch altar was established in Junming area. Nearly a thousand miscellaneous soldiers led by Xi Heng have taken over this place by surprise attack.
After all, this is just a branch temple, and the people who can fight here have been defeated in an earlier encounter in a surrounding village. Now, the only people left in the temple are basically some miscellaneous staff and newly recruited believers. Although there were still a few Ming Jin warriors and small groups of people who could barely fight, they were simply unable to resist the attack of the Dark Sky Sect's soldiers. As soon as they see an attacking army, they will immediately flee. The believers who stayed behind had no power to resist. The total number of people in this branch of the Jingming Sect is no more than three or four hundred. Excluding those who fled, the remaining believers, priests, miscellaneous servants, etc. in the temple, added together, are no more than two hundred.