Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Zhang He's team was severely damaged, and even two Jindan monks were killed in the battle. The Blackwater Army had 1,000 people when they set off, but now there are only more than 400 left.

Almost all of the remaining people were injured. In their current state, it was obvious that they could no longer harass the demon army.

Moreover, they have been fighting outside for more than half a year, and all the resources they brought with them have been exhausted.

The military rations brought out have been eaten up long ago. Now it is difficult to provide even ordinary food. An army of thousands of people must eat at least several thousand kilograms of food every day.

In the past, you could go to various cities and snatch food from the demon garrison.

In addition, you can kill some monster beasts in battle and eat some monster beast meat, so your life is not bad.

This defeat not only failed to benefit from the demon, but also resulted in the loss of a lot of the wealth accumulated in the past.

The remnant soldiers of more than 3,000 people now have low morale and lack all kinds of supplies.

After the continuous fighting, the magic weapons in everyone's hands were damaged. Some people no longer had magic weapons in their hands, so they could only cast spells on the spot during the battle.

Most spells are still not as practical as magical weapons. Otherwise, what use would a cultivator have for magical weapons?

It’s just that a magic weapon is also a tool, and when a tool is used, it wears out, especially when the two sides are fiercely pitted against each other in a battle, the magic weapon wears out faster.

In this case, the weapon can only be repaired by the refiner or replaced with a new one.

At present, there are no such conditions for fighting guerrillas abroad.

At this time, Zhang He came alone to a hill near the station, where Ying Yi had been waiting early.

"Ying Yi, please have this jade slip sent back to Heishui County and handed it over to Wei Peng."

Zhang He took out a restricted jade slip and handed it to Ying Yi.

The Shadow Pavilion played an important role in these battles. They were responsible for collecting and delivering information.

Without the help of the Shadow Pavilion, how could they have successfully attacked the demon army time and time again, and then retreated in time before reinforcements arrived.

This all relies on the information provided by the Shadow Pavilion. As for the latest fiasco, it was just an accident. If you walk too much at night, you will inevitably encounter ghosts.

Yingyi took the jade slip, bowed and left.

The main content of his jade slips this time was that Wei Peng needed to raise a batch of supplies and send them over.

Now that everything is lacking, he asked Wei Peng to get a thousand magical weapons, a batch of pills, and a batch of No. 3 and No. 4 military rations.

The so-called No. 4 military ration is made from Meng Tiantian's transformed spiritual sweet potatoes. It can be used as food for immortal cultivators and is of great help to their training.

Now, in order to make up for the shortage of healing elixirs, a large area of ​​healing elixirs has been planted in the opening and closing space.

In between battles, he would refine it into healing elixirs and distribute them to the monks injured in the battle.

Everyone didn't find it strange except that Zhang He had a rich net worth.

After all, Zhang He is the one who owns a storage bag, so it is normal to carry more elixirs with him.

The demons on the other side are still attacking Lule City day and night for more than half a year.

The situation in Lule City was not much better. Due to being besieged by demons for a long time, most of the residents in the city had no food.

And now even families with surplus food cannot find firewood for cooking.

The city is densely populated, and the amount of firewood that needs to be consumed every day is not a small amount. Now that the supply from outside has been cut off, almost all the wooden houses in the city have been stripped bare in order to make fire for cooking.

This is the case for ordinary residents, and it is equally difficult for the immortal cultivators in the city. Lule City is now an isolated city with no relatives.

Under the continuous attack by the demon army day and night, the monks in the city defended day and night and felt extremely exhausted.

In particular, the various resources in the city were rapidly consumed during the battle and were almost unable to support them.

On this day, Gongzi Fei inspected the city wall, and just when he reached the gate of the government office, a foundation-building monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came forward to salute.

"What do you want from me?"

Gongzi Fei is now mentally exhausted and really doesn't want to pay attention to trivial matters.

Hearing this, the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk took out a black waist badge from his sleeve, shook it briefly, and then immediately put it back into his sleeve.

Gong Zifei narrowed his eyes. With his cultivation level, this flash was enough for him to clearly see the content of his waist card.

Seeing this waist card, he had an uncertain expression on his face, but finally made a decision and nodded slightly.

"Come in with me!"

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk was led into a secret room.

"Senior, I am here on behalf of the Saint Alliance this time, specifically to discuss with you to find a way out for monk Lu Lecheng."

Although the pointed-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk only had foundation-building cultivation, he was still neither humble nor overbearing when facing Zhang He, and seemed very confident.

"Oh! I wonder if the demon needs to discuss something with me."

Although Gongzi Fei said this, in fact he had already guessed something.

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk was no longer anxious at this moment. He did not answer directly, but asked: "Young master, do you think Lu Lecheng can still be defended?"

"Of course there is no problem. As long as the soldiers and people in the city are united and resist, the demon will not even think of advancing even half a step."

Gong Zifei swept away his previous fatigue and spoke firmly and confidently.

"Master, why should you deceive yourself?"

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk was not afraid at all and retorted directly.

"There are more than 200,000 demons outside the city, and the total number of monks in the city is only 20,000. There is a ten-fold gap between the two.

Although there is a large protective formation in the city, the holy army only needs to attack in batches day and night, and even the monks in the city will be exhausted to death.

And how long can the city's accumulated resources last? How can we defend without resources?

Besides, Lule City is just an isolated city and can never wait for reinforcements.

Therefore, Lule City will definitely be breached! It's just a matter of time. "

The monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks pointed directly at Gong Zifei's vital point.

"I believe that with Gong Zifei's wisdom, it is impossible not to see this."

In fact, everyone understands these problems in their hearts, but there is no other way. However, a feeling of despair has gradually arisen in the hearts of the monks guarding the city.

"Speak directly! What are the conditions?"

Gongzi Fei no longer beat around the bush. Since the other party took the initiative to negotiate with him, he must be asking him to surrender.

"Hahaha... Gongzi Fei is really quick to talk."

"I won't beat around the bush. Young Master Fei must open the city defense formation, welcome the Saint army into the city, and lead all the monks in the city to join the Saint alliance and become part of the Saint alliance."

"How do I know if you can cross the river and break the bridge? If you are going to die anyway, I might as well fight to the death and fight you to the death, and still leave a good reputation behind me."

Gong Zifei had no sense of trust in such empty promises. He did not dare to put his life in the hands of the other party based on these few words.

Once he lost the protection of the city defense formation, it would be too easy to crush him to death with the advantage of the demon army.

"Please rest assured, Gong Zifei. The Grand Marshal can swear the heaviest oath of heaven. As long as you surrender, he will never hold you accountable for anything."