Run? Can't run anymore!

Chekov was tired and hungry, with his legs floating. The 500,000 Rakshasa army marched eastward. Now he was killed by 10,000 enemy troops and rushed back like ducks. The fewer and fewer ducks were rushing.

It is useless to rely on the general Tiele. There is an immortal monster in the opponent's camp who is invulnerable to swords and guns. He dares to enter the army and fight with General Tiele alone. After three days and three nights, General Tiele was finally driven out of the barracks by him, and now he has run away.

The opponent was invulnerable to swords and guns, and one by one, the extremely powerful silver-armored elite cavalry rushed day and night, like a sharp knife stabbing behind them, poking their morale. Moreover, these thousand elite cavalry now like to conduct sneak attacks at night, specifically killing the generals.

Like many Rakshasa soldiers who fled around, Chekhov held a leaflet in his hand. This was a leaflet distributed by people from Tianji Store, telling them that there was a food supply point somewhere in front of him.

Chekhov dared not run alone. That night, he saw with his own eyes that several brothers who were alone were killed by the barbarians in the deserted state holding hoes. No one of the people in the Jiuzhou who are wandering in the deserted state hates these Rakshasa people to the core!

On one hand, there are the vicious Jiuzhou soldiers, and countless refugees who are eyeing each other and taking advantage of the situation from time to time. On the other hand, there are free food provided by Tianji Commercial Bank in the rear. When they are hungry, almost all the Rakshasa soldiers ran backwards, not asking to be able to overcome those Jiuzhou soldiers, but just asking to be able to overcome their own people!

After Tiele was killed by Ding Xue, the fierce man, and fled in panic, the remaining senior officers tried to gather their troops again and again, but were dispersed by the Ni Lin Army again and again, and beheaded and attacked the senior officers who were gathering. Two days later, Ding Xue, the fierce man, returned to the team and took on the barbaric behavior of fighting alone without having to eat and sleep alone in hundreds of thousands of troops.

The Rakshasa people were almost collapsed!

Chekhov saw the monster waving a huge machete by his side, disdained him, slashed a general in front of him with one knife, and then grabbed someone else's body and left. No one dared to stop him. Many people doubted whether this guy had caught the body and ate it, just like a wolf eating a sheep.

Later, when the fierce general was looking for targets in the chaos army, the Rakshasa people were already numb and no longer afraid. They stopped running away when they saw him coming. They watched him kill several officers and then left.

Like many soldiers, Chekhov's weapons were sold to people from Tianji Store, and they received two kilograms of white wine and five kilograms of black bread. This supported him to continue running to the north. As long as he ran past his own people, he could arrive at the food supply in front to enjoy a free meal. If he went late, he would be gone!

The boss of Tianji Business Company said that this food supply station will extend from the deserted state to the central part of the north, and a mysterious guest has paid the funds in advance, which has caused a glimmer of hope in many Rakshasa people, meaning that as long as they run fast, they can get food supplies all the way and then return to their hometown.

The northern country, although there are ice and snow, although they eat potatoes and bread, and the thin lake of Asira, at least they can survive and sleep in a warm cellar, which is much better than being frozen and hungry here to escape.

Chekhov ran to the food supply site exhausted, and the people from Tianji Store were closing the stall!

After that, Chekhov felt dark. If you didn't catch up with this meal, it means you won't catch up with the next meal, because the full brothers are rushing to the next supply point. This is a life-and-death competition. If you fall behind, it means you will be behind step by step, which means you will be eliminated, because you cannot race against those who have just eaten with an empty stomach. The more you can't run, the less you will have the chance to eat food, which means you will be eliminated, and your final fate will be transformed into an unknown corpse in the Northern Wilderness!

"I've recruited workers and recruited workers. Beihuang Daliu Mine recruited miners, including food and accommodation, and an annual salary of 2 taels of silver. You need to register quickly. No matter who you are, as long as you join us, you can get safe and reliable protection. There are rare opportunities and limited places. Those who want to register will be quick!" A black-faced man pulled out a sign on the side of the road. This person was manifested by his soul!

"We are recruiting workers, we are recruiting workers, Peking University Farm recruits farmers and workers, including food and accommodation..." Another boss with a soul-stirring spirit came to recruit workers.

"It's recruiting, recruiting workers, Beihuang Tiecheng Military Factory recruits apprentices..."

...

Along the way, a mysterious recruitment team appeared. These recruitment bosses were all manifested in their souls, bringing a glimmer of hope to the desperate Rakshasa people. Instead of being frozen to death and starved to death, being beaten to death by refugees, it would be better to work hard, at least there is food and safety guarantees. Although it is too little for only two taels of silver a year, it is good to have a living now!

Chekhov immediately joined the Iron City Army Factory. He had worked as a blacksmith in the past, could make props, and even make long arrows. After hearing this news, the white-faced recruiting boss made a decision on the spot, increasing his salary to ten taels of silver a year, allowing him to eat and drink well, and making him a small technical supervisor in the factory!

At the beginning of the 3256th year of the Great Wilderness Calendar, the Queen of Da? died and gave Yang Jiu the imperial edict to be the Grand Tutor of Jiuzhou. Da? showed his might and the great marshal of the world's troops and horses. The army of northern expeditions immediately split, and Wuhou led his army to retreat to Jizhou.

Jiuzhou chaos.

Yang Jiu rectified the Northern Expedition Forward Camp, called the Jiuzhou Army, with a force of 10,000 troops, and defeated more than 400,000 Luosha's army with 10,000 elite troops. The news came out and the world was shocked.

After this battle, factories, mines, and farms magically appeared in the Northern Wilderness, recruiting refugees and deserters. Afterwards, it was found that a total of more than 250,000 Rakshasa people entered these factories.

After this battle, the ginseng that was famous all over the Northern Wilderness was almost dug up by the people on the farm!

The 500,000 Rakshasa army fought eastward, and only more than 20,000 escaped back in the end. The Northern Wilderness was robbed by the Rakshasa people, and millions of casualties were killed and injured. The monks and sects in the deserted state were almost exterminated by the Blood Shadow Mercenary Group.

The end of the Blood Shadow Mercenary Group was not much better. The Jiuzhou Army invaded Rakshasa and issued an order to fight against the thief. Anyone who killed an ordinary member of the Blood Shadow Mercenary Group could receive a bounty of 1,000 taels of silver. Killing a member of the Senior Blood Shadow Mercenary Group could receive a bounty of 100,000 taels of silver!

The Blood Shadow Mercenary Group was destroyed!

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"The soldiers and horses are going to move first. Hehe, the 400,000 army has lost food and grass. What is the difference between them and 400,000 ducks?" Yang Jiu sneered. Around him, a thousand soldiers were swallowing their breath, and the murderous aura of the soldiers hid into the wind and snow.

"Puchi!" A monk's soul sneaked in, and his murderous aura suddenly appeared, shattering him to pieces!

"What kind of evil kung fu is this? The spiritual will of thousands of people condensed into one, so powerful and so weird!" This was the last thought before the monk was destroyed.

"Dongdong, dongdong!" There was a thunder in the hearts of Yin Jiuchang and others. The sound was made from Ding Xue. Under the guidance of this sound, their spiritual will was cultivated into one, and each person's blood and energy were tempered and improved in the vibrations. Ding Xue released a series of pure blood and energy dispersed and merged into everyone's bodies.

It is precisely because of this thing that the Blood Shadow Guards of the Blood Shadow Mercenary Group can form an integral part and attack like one person in one team!

This is equivalent to a thousand people practicing qigong together, forming a huge aura, which will benefit everyone infinitely.

What's more, Ding Xue can refine the body of the Martial Saint, release the essence of the blood-producing soul for everyone to absorb, and enhance their strength!

Yang Jiu sacrificed the Great Snow Mountain again to hide this momentum.

Yang Jiu spread out the map of Huangzhou, marked it one by one, and pressed a stack of paper on his hands. The papers were certificates proving that he was the boss behind the factories in northern wilderness. The business licenses issued by factories, farms, mines, etc. were stamped with two large seals, one was the seal of Jiuzhou Jade Seal, the other was the seal of Yang Taishi of Jiuzhou, and many blanks with seals were signed in the hands of Wu Jincao of the Later Army.

"The food and grass that I have accumulated in various parts of the deserted states now is enough to support them to survive a year. After the spring next year, they can be engaged in production, weapons, food and grass, medicine, etc. can be produced continuously. No one in this deserted state wants it now, and even thieves don't want to come in, which is just good for me to raise soldiers!" Yang Jiu thought to himself.

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In the deserted state, the nine thousand nine state troops were stationed in the central border town, and the three thousand flying dragon troops began to sweep and collect small groups of thieves composed of refugees around.

A thousand scattered troops went on an expedition to Rakshasa and killed Rakshasa king Peter III. Along the way, there were gradually troops from wealthy families coming to intercept them, and they were defeated and killed. They went all the way, destroying one family force after another, looting all property. Anyone who breaks through the city will inevitably confiscate all the aristocratic families and destroying the Rakshasa religion.

This move aroused the extreme anger of the Rakshasa people, and used various means to block the Nislin Army, but they were all defeated by the Nislin Army. Each Nislin Army had blood on his hands, because the Nislin Army sat down as fast as the wind, and his combat power was extremely strong, and even if a million troops came, they could not do anything to them.

Later, the white dragon horse sitting down in the Nilin Army was used to drinking human blood. When he heard the shout of killing, his expression was excited, his eyes were red, like a monster, and in the end, he was so scared that all the Rakshasa people were killed.

The Nilin Army went deeper and went north, killing Yuanjing City, the northernmost part of Rakshasa. Then they stopped their pace and stood on the cold wall of Yuanjing. In front of them was the uninhabited Arctic Icefield, and then the Arctic Continent.

What blows from the North Pole is boundless desolation, loneliness and coldness.
Chapter completed!