Anping Pass was blown to pieces by a strong wind a few days ago. After two days of emergency repairs, on the barely rebuilt city wall, Wang Pu slowly moved his newly grown left arm, which was only a foot long and as white and tender as a baby's arm.

“It’s amazing!”

Wang Pu looked at a middle-aged man in black beside him with tears of gratitude.

He originally thought that he would be a disabled person for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, the Battle Demon Hall sent an outer sect steward to bring him a magic pill. After taking it, his arm regenerated in just a few days, and it seemed that in another three to five days, he would be able to recover as before.

When Wang Pu joined the Battle Demon Palace, he initially regarded the Battle God Palace as a "powerful martial arts sect". He intended to usurp the power of the War God Palace and use it as his tool to make further advancement in the court.

Wang Pu had always treated what the disciples of the Battle Demon Palace told him about the so-called great magical powers such as calling the wind and rain, moving mountains and filling the sea as myths and strange stories, and never took them seriously.

But this time, after witnessing the horrific battle scene between the disciples of the Battle Demon Palace and the disciples of the Great Vajra Temple, and personally experiencing the extremely terrifying hurricane that destroyed tens of thousands of his troops in an instant, Wang Pu had other ideas about fighting against the Battle Demon Palace.

Especially, this regrown arm!

It's simply a miracle!

Wang Pu scratched his cheek with his tender arm, feeling the terrifying power in his small arm, which was more than ten times stronger than his original body. He smiled and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Brother, don't worry. Wang Hu has already reached an agreement with Lu Yi in Lu County."

"That little dog has tens of thousands of elite soldiers under his command, and each of them is a top-notch strong army in the country. According to what Senior Brother said, after taking the secret medicine, their combat power can soar to the level of Tuomai Realm. The enemy's chaotic army will definitely be vulnerable."

After a slight pause, Wang Pu hesitated and asked, "Does this secret medicine really have that effect?"

The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and said leisurely, "Junior brother is born in an ordinary family and does not know the magic of the sect. After taking the secret medicine, as long as half an hour has passed, everyone who takes the medicine will feel the aura of our sect's skills and become extremely powerful, fearless, invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire. More importantly, they will become... War Demon Puppets with no intelligence at all."

"With our sect's secret technique, we can easily control it and wipe out the rioters organized by the Great Vajra Temple across the street."

"That secret medicine was passed down by our ancestors in the ancient times. There are very few left in the sect. That's why I asked you to choose the strongest soldier you can find to take it, so as to create the strongest demon-warring puppet."

"It just so happens that you promised Prime Minister Dayin and the others to let Lu Yi die here, right? This matter can be done easily. It's a two-birds-at-one thing. How convenient is that?"

Wang Pu poked his nostrils with his tender fingers. The feeling was quite novel, and he couldn't help but stuff his entire finger into his nostrils.

The middle-aged man glared at him, and Wang Pu quickly pulled his finger out.

He laughed and said, "But, I heard about the secret agreement between the three religions. We fought with the Great Vajra Temple like this..."

The middle-aged man patted Wang Pu's newly grown shoulder vigorously and said, "That's why you are needed, a bunch of eloquent people who are better at fooling people than those Buddhist thieves."

"We in the Demonic Path are only good at killing people, not good at talking."

"If the Great Vajra Temple wants to argue with us, you can just come out and argue with them... Anyway, it is true that they took the initiative to attack the army under your command, and it was not you who took the initiative to come to them, right?"

Wang Pu smiled brightly: "Brother, you are right. This is true... Please, please, please. I have prepared a few beauties for you. Please appreciate them."

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, put his hands behind his back, walked in square steps, and slowly followed Wang Pu into Anping Pass.

After walking along a section of the city wall and about to reach the horse path leading under the city wall, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head, squinted his eyes, and glanced at the mountains and forests in the distance.

Over there, there is a disturbing evil aura.

"Thief Baldy? Not likely." The middle-aged man frowned and pointed over there.

On the city wall, a dozen disciples of the War Demon Hall wearing heavy armor suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the forest like meteors.

Outside Anping Pass, in a camp near the edge, Bai Lang covered his buttocks which were burning with pain from having just been hit by eighty military sticks, and gritted his teeth as he watched the dozen or so black shadows passing by the camp.

These eighty military sticks have nothing to do with Zhuge Li.

During the day, a group of more than a thousand rioters raided the camp where Bai Lang was located. Bai Lang and his men were commanded by logistical soldiers and civilian laborers with little combat power. The rioters easily broke into the camp, killed hundreds of soldiers, and burned a batch of food and grass.

Wang Pu was furious and personally ordered that the nine Bailang brothers be beaten with eighty military sticks each.

Bai Lang and the others were filled with hatred.

A handsome young man quietly appeared from behind him, looked at the disciples of the Battle Demon Hall and chuckled: "Who are these killers looking for trouble with? Could it be that another thief is spying on the camp?"

"However, it was a great show. The Battle Demon Palace and the bald donkeys from the Great Vajra Temple actually had a head-on fight here. It was really exciting."

"We have already passed the news here to the leader. Wait, the leader will definitely make a decision."

"Ah!" Bai Lang touched his buttocks which were still in great pain after applying the ointment, and whispered, "I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on until the leader's order arrives... Brother, how is the relationship between our Paradise Palace and the Battle Demon Palace?"

Wang Pu is involved with the War Demon Palace. Bai Lang has been beaten hysterically these days due to being beaten with military sticks. He wants to make peace with Wang Pu through the relationship with the Paradise Palace.

The young man looked at Wang Pu in shock, and suddenly stretched out his finger and poked his forehead affectionately: "Junior brother, I'm afraid you are confused. Our Paradise Palace and the Battle Demon Palace are both the magic path... Do you know what the magic path is?"
"Wang Pu doesn't know that you brothers are my disciples of the Paradise Palace. It's fine if you just beat them with military sticks every day. If you knew... wouldn't you personally charge into battle and fight the thieves from the Great Vajra Temple?"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, a dozen messengers came riding at full speed, and a roll of military documents flew straight into Bai Lang's face with a sound of breaking wind.

Bai Lang was quick to act and caught the document.

A messenger shouted in a stern voice: "According to General Zhuge's order, tomorrow the army will fight back against the rioters, with the support of the army from the direction of Lu County. The general ordered Bai Zhubo to lead the army as the vanguard of the right wing and attack first!"

Bai Lang looked bleak as he looked at the disciples of the Paradise Palace around him.

Two more disciples from the Paradise Palace came out of the big tent. They looked towards the wall of Anping Pass with grim eyes. “Junior Brother Bai, do you think they have discovered our whereabouts?”

On March 3rd, early in the morning, before daybreak, Lu Yi led his men out of the county magistrate's mansion and slowly walked out of the west gate of the city of Lu County.

Outside the city of Lujun, in the camp of Lu Yi’s army, smoke was curling up and the aroma of rice and meat wafted in the air.

The soldiers got up, changed guards, and began to tidy up the camp.

The logistics soldiers carried food and fodder and fed the mounts.

The whole camp suddenly became lively and vivid.

In particular, a team of cars followed Lu Yi into the camp, bringing with them cartloads of gold, silver and copper coins.

Last night, Lu Yi asked Wang Hu for a huge amount of pension, funding and other expenses. Wang Hu contacted the officials of the aristocratic families in the city of Lu County and ran around for half the night before he finally gathered enough cash to send to Lu Yi.

Early in the morning, Lu Yi had people distribute money in the camp.

The soldiers, no matter they were the Imperial Guards, Yulin Army, Palace Guards, Canglang Cavalry, or Lu Yi's personal guards, received some extra money inexplicably early in the morning. Their morale was greatly boosted, and their spirits were lifted.

Outside Lu Yi's camp, a group of burly men dressed in city defense uniforms appeared at some point.

They held official documents issued by Wang Hu, claiming that they were here to assist Lu Yi's army in battle.

They are all disciples of the Battle Demon Palace.

As long as the army under Lu Yi took the secret medicine of the War Demon Palace, when the effect of the medicine took effect, they would immediately activate the secret method to control this puppet army, stab the rioters from behind and kill them by surprise, and by the way, wipe out Lu Yi, Lu Jun, Lu Yi and others.

They waited quietly outside the camp.

From the moment the sun rises until noon.

From the third p.m. to almost noon.

In the camp of Lu Yi's army, the soldiers had already had breakfast, and teams of soldiers put on their helmets and armor and began their daily training around the camp. The logistics soldiers also escorted their mounts to the nearby river, let the mounts drink enough river water, and then returned to the camp.

Time passed little by little, and wisps of smoke rose up again. In Lu Yi's camp, the cooks began to cook lunch.

The disciples of the Battle Demon Palace were stunned.

This is not right.

Wang Hu said that he had already agreed with Lu Yi last night that after breakfast, Lu Yi's army should move towards Anping Pass and cooperate with the main force of the Anping Pass riot suppression army to wipe out the rioters outside Anping Pass in one fell swoop?

What? No movement?

With the intervention of disciples from the Great Vajra Temple, the rioters were very powerful and difficult to deal with. Wang Pu placed all his hopes of wiping out the rioters on the puppets transformed from Lu Yi's elite army!

The gate of the city of Lujun opened, and Wang Hu, feeling that something was wrong, ran out of the city in a hurry.

After a lot of reporting, Wang Hu finally saw Lu Yi in the central army tent, who was holding a military book and studying the art of war hard.

"Lord Tianyang, why haven't you sent out your troops yet?" When Wang Hu saw Lu Yi, he shouted at him rudely.

"Send troops? I'm here to be a military supervisor. The fighting is under the charge of General Wang Pu... Why should I send troops?" Lu Yi asked Wang Hu with an innocent and confused look on his face.

"You took my money last night and promised me that you would send troops today to help the general quell the rebellion!" Wang Hu was furious and jumped up and down and cursed.

"Money? What money?" Lu Yi stood up suddenly, pointed at Wang Hu and shouted, "How dare you accuse me of taking your bribes? How outrageous! So outrageous... Come on, drag him away and beat him with a hundred military sticks!"

Wang Hu was dragged out at a loss, and was pinned down at the gate of the camp and severely beaten.

Wang Hu fainted due to the severe pain.

Before fainting, Wang Hu finally understood - Lu Yi was defaulting on his debt!

He actually refused to pay his debt!

This damn little dog!