Chapter 257: Little Ghost's ashes are a good thing! Garbage can't be wasted!

"Quick! Move quickly! Get your hands and feet sharper! "

"! If you dare to grind a foreigner again! Lao Tzu cut you directly! "

In the Lushun Fortress, the soldiers of the Fengjun army at this time were directing the ghost prisoners to carry the corpses of the ghosts inside the fortress.

Because sterilization is unusually successful!

Almost effortlessly, Zhang Xueming took the three-story internal building under Lushun.

It's a lot easier than fighting!

Not only was there no loss of life, but the interior building suffered little damage.

Just remove all the corpses of the devil!

You can enter directly, and the highlight is a bag check-in.

At this time, in the castle town outside the Lushun Fortress, a huge mountain of ghost corpses gradually formed.

The little devils were each pulled out of their clothes and stacked on top of each other, which looked very spectacular.

And next to these corpses, the army of the Fengjun has already gathered!

"Ignite!"

Accompanied by a command.

Dozens of soldiers poured gasoline on the corpse of the devil and lit torches!

Suddenly!

The fire burst into the sky.

In this battle alone, as many as 80,000 devils were killed.

It is now June, the temperature is rising, and if these corpses are not handled well, they are afraid that they will give birth to the plague.

So, simply burn it with a fire!

And at this moment, looking at the fire that rose in the sky.

The soldiers of the Fengjun army all cheered.

840, on the contrary, was a devilish prisoner on the side, with a gray face.

These devils used to be people in the Liaodong Peninsula, bullying the people of Daxia every day, and now they have all become prisoners.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young man into poverty!

"Guo Songling!"

"To!"

"After these corpses and so on are burned, let all the captives of the devils be shoveled clean, beaten into bone meal and sent to the Northern Wilderness. Then mix it with fertilizer and use it together! This bone meal is a good organic fertilizer! "

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Hearing Zhang Xueming's order, Guo Songling was stunned for half a second.

Rao is an iron-blooded tough guy for him, and his face can't help but turn slightly white.

"Young handsome... Farm with the devil's bone meal? He trembled and said, "The grain grown by this thing.... Is it eaten by people? "

Zhang Xueming smiled: "It wasn't originally for us to eat!" Give it to the devil captives of the Northern Wilderness to eat! "

Let the little devils eat the food grown by the little devil's bone meal, and when these little devil's prisoners of war die, they will be beaten into bone meal and buried back in the soil.

Doesn't this form a closed loop!

Guo Songling cried.

When it really is: "This is born from the same root, why is it too urgent to fry each other!" "

The main one I eat myself!

"Yes! Mission accomplished! "

At this moment, accompanied by the raging fire behind him.

Zhang Xueming walked to the high platform.

Look at the countless Fengjun soldiers behind him!

"Brothers! Our promise has come true! "

"See these ghost corpses behind you, and Lushun Port!"

"Us! Completely drive the devil out of the northeast! "

"From now on, this northeast only belongs to our Daxia!"

With this sentence!

"Hooray!"

"Long live Fengjun!"

Nearly 100,000 officers and men of the Northeast Army roared loudly.

"1st Regiment of the 203rd Division of the Second Army of the Northeast Fengjun!"

"Yes!"

With Zhang Xueming's shout!

A group of wounded warriors crossed the crowd.

Looking at them covered in wounds, but with a resolute expression on their faces.

Zhang Xueming nodded slightly: "In the Bodhisattva Temple Blockade Battle, your troops fought tenaciously, losing as much as 60%, but they still fought to the death!" "

"I hereby award you the title of the Three Regiments of the Iron Bones of the Bodhisattva Temple, and remember the first class merit of the collective, and your regiment will have its own regimental emblem and armband to show its glory!"

With Zhang Xueming handing over a battle flag with the iron bones of the Bodhisattva Temple into the hands of the troops.

All the fighters showed a fanatical look.

The 3rd regiment of the 203rd division, this battle became a trump card!

With your own exclusive group name, you can also remember the collective first-class merit!

What an honor!

Soldiers, always regard glory as life!

Now!

Looking at the battle flag handed over, the remaining soldiers of the third regiment of the 203rd Division couldn't help but whimper.

"Woohoo! Many brothers did not see this day! "

"We won! Daxia people, stand up ah (beed)! "

"The 1st Company of the 101st Division Teaching Company, in view of the fact that your unit exploded 23 enemy pillboxes in succession in the Erryu Mountain Assault Battle, awarded your unit the title of the First Company of Special Attack!"

"103rd Division...."

In this battle, Zhang Xueming sent a total of 4 battle flags. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Including 3 sides of the army, 1 side of the air force!

7 special meritorious service medals were awarded, 36 first-class meritorious service, and the total number of second-class meritorious and third-class meritorious personnel exceeded 1,000!

This is an unprecedented battle!

Sharpen the soldiers of the Fengjun army into iron-blooded trump cards!

Along with the reward, a pleasant system prompt sounded.

【Ding! Dear host, your actions have earned a great deal of prestige. 】

[Anton Zhangjia, reputation +500! ] 】

[You get a limited-time BUFF: Trap Strength (+300%, Attack +100%, Enemy Morale -200%), limited to 12 months! 】

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Seeing this prompt, Zhang Xueming couldn't help but be shocked.

This [Trapped Sharp] BUFF is also too fierce!

Not only to boost the morale and attack power of your own troops.

It also lowers the morale of the enemy.

There's a 500% gap here.

And it's limited to 12 months!

Within a year, when the devil saw his soldiers, wouldn't he be crushed at the touch of a touch and look forward to the wind.

In the simplest words.

It was this battle that scared the devil!

Zhang Xueming is happy.

He waved his hand.

"The whole army feasted for three days, good wine and meat to eat!"

"Hooray! Banzai! "

And at this time, right behind these fighters.

The five newly formed recruit divisions all showed envious and fanatical expressions.

"Hey! Why didn't you let us on! "

"If you let us go, maybe we can get a medal!"

"yes! It is said that a second-class skill can divide a ghost servant! A first-class merit is directly divided into rooms, and you can also enjoy a lifetime allowance after retirement! "

And next to these envious recruits.

The 7,000 Wanggu cavalry brought by Ergetse all changed color on their faces.

Especially Ogetse himself.

These days, he is crusading in the Horqin grassland, and with the help of Zhang Xueming's independent weapons, he is almost invincible.

For a while, there was also arrogance in my heart.

Like the princes of the ancient mongoose, they instinctively want to stand on their own.

But now!

Looking at Zhang Xueming standing in front of the Ghost Corpse Volcano.

He suddenly felt that he was so naïve.

"The young marshal is too powerful, killing 150,000 devils in one battle! He actually dares to have two hearts, it is really an old birthday star who hangs himself to die! "

Loyalty +30!

The villain is afraid of power and not virtue!

Seeing such a domineering Zhang Xueming, this Ergese's loyalty value instantly rose!

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