The miserable wailing lingered over the city, which was horrifying. When the soldiers searched hundreds of miles around and finally recovered more than a dozen pieces of dog shit, the human-shaped torches in the yamen had been "burning" for several hours.

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If it weren't for the divine essence of the medical gods as a skeleton to support their lives, these people's bodies and minds would have collapsed under the endless torture.

Seeing that they had presented a "beautiful" hymn to the city, Zhao Yinshun mercifully paused the burning of [Youhuang].

Pa~

With a slight snap of the fingers, the uncertain tongue of dark flames instantly collapsed and converged, turning into a hazy crystal flame the size of a soybean.

More than a dozen lumps of rotten flesh like molluscs lay paralyzed on the ground. Their cracked and twisted eyes stared into the void. Their blood, tears, and sweat had long since dried up, and even their breathing was close to nothing. Only the uncontrollable twitching and spasming flesh and blood remained to prove that they were still alive.

alive.

Zhao Yinshun frowned slightly as he looked at the deformed "mollusk" that did not look like a human being in the audience.

"Qi Tong, why are they broken?"

"It's not broken, it's just that I haven't recovered from the severe stimulation and can't respond to information from the outside world."

After briefly sensing the bodies and souls of the "patients", Qi Tong made a very professional judgment and thoughtfully gave them a few injections.

Sure enough, not long after, with the circulation of divine essence, the souls of everyone in the audience began to return from the depths of hell.

The empty childish hole slowly focused, and the nearly collapsed brain gradually received the information, recalling his current situation bit by bit.

But realizing that they were still alive made them feel even more desperate.

"Your reward is back, see if you like it!"

Pointing at the black pile of dog poop placed in front of each of them, the boy in white looked at them expectantly.

Sensing the handsome and "innocent" eyes of the young man, a biting coldness spread within their bodies. A group of people opened their mouths to speak, but found that their vocal cords and throats had been torn apart by themselves, and they could only make indistinct gasps.

"Huh? Don't like it?"

Zhao Yinshun's face darkened, and his subtle emotional changes instantly triggered a "medical miracle". A group of people used their vocal cords and trachea that were shredded into rotten flesh and rushed to make a muddy voice.

"Happy...hehe...happy..."

Hearing this, the face of the young man in white suddenly melted like a spring breeze, he nodded gently, and casually threw down a stack of [Transaction Contracts].

"Then just sign. Seeing how hard you are working, I really can't bear it."

Staring at the contract paper that accurately fell in front of them, a group of people felt as if they had been granted amnesty. Touched water gushed out from their torn eyes. They used all their strength to hold down the [Contract], as if they had grasped the most precious treasure in their lives.

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"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Thank you [Zhen Guo Gong], [Zhen Guo Gong] for your mercy..."

The strongest Kong Xiuyong sobbed with a voice like a broken bellows, and kowtowed to Zhao Yinshun with tears in his eyes. He could no longer find the slightest bit of rebelliousness he had before.

After saying that, he seemed to be afraid that Zhao Yinshun would regret it, so he dipped his finger in his own blood and wrote his name on the contract and put his own fingerprint on it.

Others saw this and followed suit, dragging their mangled bodies and struggling to sign their names.

It wasn't until the contract was formally established and some mysterious law deprived them of all ownership rights that this group of people let go of their trembling fear and showed a hint of joy of relief.

He stretched out his hand and took the contract on the ground into his palm. Zhao Yinshun nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, now you are all my property. To punish you for the sins you committed before..."

Hearing this, everyone in the hall looked with impatient anticipation, waiting impatiently for the young man to give them a good time.

Finally able to die...

Looking at their pitiful expressions, Zhao Yinshun showed a "merciful" smile.

"I have decided to let you become a burning candle, lighting up the bright future of the entire city!"

"?!"

Before they knew what it meant, they saw the young man raised his palm, and gently pinched his middle finger and thumb together.

Immediately they understood what he wanted to do, and a group of people roared with tears in their eyes.

"No!"

Pa~

However, the young man snapped his fingers without mercy, and the purple-gold flames of the explosion instantly swallowed up everyone's roar.

“Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

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"Come here, hang these pendants on the street lamps. The Chinese New Year is coming soon and let the whole city feel happy!"

Qi Tong: “…………”

I seem to have seen this operation somewhere...

The slender willow eyebrows were slightly frowned. The charming woman looked at the enthusiastic young man, hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed the urge to admonish him.

However, she did not expect that the activity of hanging street lights had just begun.

In the next few days, nearly a thousand accomplices were caught out by following the clues. Whether they were gangsters, government officials, or nursing home servants from wealthy families, Zhao Yinshun treated them all equally and lit them up as "lighting stars" for the world.

Bright Star".

A huge number of human-shaped candles are hung on every street lamp in the city. There are even extra ones that have no place to hang, so they can only be hung on the upturned eaves of some tall buildings. They are like hanging lanterns during the New Year, and they are all over the streets.

They are all struggling and squirming "human-shaped light bulbs".

As a result, in just a few days, the whole city's style suddenly changed. At night, with the north wind blowing, "lanterns" all over the city fluttered in the wind, and the dark and cold purple light also swayed, illuminating the entire city.

The city is filled with shadows, like a netherworld.

Not only that, the pain beyond words made all the "living lanterns" cry and scream uncontrollably. No matter day or night, the one after another BGM made the whole city seem particularly "lively", and the air was filled with a "celebration" flavor.

Even the soldiers of the [Shenwu Army] who were patrolling the night were disturbed by this scene that was worse than hell. In the end, Qi Tong couldn't stand it any longer and took action to seal off the vocal organs of all the "lanterns" so that they could only be silent.

Let the city shine.

"Tsk, tsk, they are so resistant to burning, their 'good fortune' is really unfathomable..."

Standing by the window, looking up at the icy cold light swaying over the city, Zhao Yinshun rubbed his chin with interest and marveled.

After admiring the "light show" for a moment, Zhao Yinshun turned back to his seat, and several close subordinates quickly presented their work reports.

"Your Majesty, the [Shenwu Army] has swept thousands of miles and captured most of the four counties of [Yingdong], [Bozi], [Zelin] and [Wuzao]. However, due to supply problems, our frontline soldiers can only

Relying on eating snow and eating fried noodles to satisfy our hunger, the impact is getting weaker and weaker, and we are no longer able to expand the front."

Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help but frown.

"Are the soldiers on the front line distributing supplies to the people again?"

I have spent a lot of money on logistical supplies. Theoretically speaking, the [Shenwu Army] has endless supplies of food and grass, and it is absolutely impossible to fight on an empty stomach!

This is not guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines...

Sensing the dissatisfaction in Zhao Yinshun's words, Tang Hongda, who returned to the rear headquarters to report on his duties, half-knelt on the ground in fear and lowered his head in shame.

"My subordinates are incompetent, please punish me."

"Forget it, I can't help but watch the people starve to death in front of me. I can save a few people with just a few days of rations. I can understand their feelings."

With a long sigh of relief and helplessness, Zhao Yinshun looked at Zhou Rou beside Tang Hongda.

"When will the supplies from the closed country be shipped?"

In fact, from the perspective of the overall environment, there is no shortage of food in Luzhou at all, especially since [Liu Yin Fengguo] has just experienced a bumper harvest, and the price of food on the market continues to fall. In order to prevent low grain prices from hurting farmers, Zhao Yinshun also used

The national treasury has absorbed a large amount of strategic grain reserves from the world.

However, these grains were scattered and stored in granaries in various counties, and there was no time to transport them to the front line on a large scale in a hurry.

In addition, millions of reserves have to be mobilized, and the domestic transportation capacity is suddenly squeezed out.

Even due to the unexpectedly high load carrying capacity, traffic jams occurred in many places, and transportation capacity was suppressed!

"It is expected to take another two to three weeks for the pressure to gradually ease..."

Not daring to look into Zhao Yinshun's eyes, Zhou Rou half-knelt on the ground and lowered her head deeply: "This subordinate is incompetent, please punish me."

"Sigh... I changed the strategy temporarily. I can't blame you. Get up."

With a helpless sigh, Zhao Yinshun waved his hand and looked at the map of Luzhou in front of him.

Except for [Zelin County], [Yingdong], [Bozi] and [Wuzao], the three counties are not large in area, but their combined population is still tens of millions. To meet the food and clothing expenses of so many people,

We also need to meet the consumption of one million [Shenwu Army], mobilize several million reserves in the rear, as well as supporting equipment, weapons, food and grass...

Even in the previous life, few countries could easily complete preparations for a war of this scale, let alone a backward world.

This requires not only strong organizational skills, but also rich dispatching and management experience, and more importantly, huge transportation capacity that can support frontline needs!

To put it simply, there must be enough "blood", "blood pressure" is strong enough, and "blood vessels" are thick enough!

Otherwise, it will be like now, when I give an order, everyone from all over the country rushes to send the soldiers and food to the designated place in a panic. As a result, everyone is blocked on the road and no one can move!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yinshun pinched his eyebrows helplessly.
To be continued...