After listening to the report, Dao Sun did not dare to hesitate and ordered the evacuation of Chang'an City in full. At that time, the Tartars in the city received orders to evacuate to the north gate as quickly as possible.

After being bombarded by Yang Yifei, the Tartars lost more than 4,000 people, but the army still had more than 11,000 people, and the troops were not weak. If they could be preserved, there was still a way to do so.

When Yang Yifei saw this scene from the sky, he did not take action immediately, but allowed the Tartars to evacuate, so the Tartars did not have to hurry at all, and they had enough time to evacuate from Chang'an.

In fact, the decision to take the Sun was a big mistake. If they stayed in the city, Yang Yifei would have to do a lot of trouble to destroy them, and it would not be possible in a day or two.

If they threatened a large number of people, Yang Yifei would instead be afraid of the mouse, but they fled, but they just hit Yang Yifei's thoughts.

Yang Yifei was worried in the city, afraid that they would attack the Han people and burn them all. In this way, tens of thousands of people would suffer and become the back of the Tartars.

But once they escape from the city, their fate is already destined. You must know that Yang Yifei can fly, how far can they escape no matter how fast they are?

It’s like holding a 40-meter-long sword. Even if you are asked to run 39 meters first, what if you can’t escape death.

Moreover, the Tartars were destroyed outside the city, and the bodies could be buried on the spot, and perhaps even burying them was saved, which was so convenient.

Seeing the Tartars running away, Yang Yifei ignored it and flew back to the Han people who were carried out of the city.

At this time, all the 3,000 Tartars outside the city had been repaired by them and died so much that they could not die again. When they saw the immortals flying back, they knelt on the ground and became kowtow bugs.

Seeing this, Yang Yifei struck while the iron was hot: "Please get up. I, Yang Yifei, is a person outside the world. Now I see the Tartars rampant and the mountains and rivers are broken. My Han people are in trouble. I am so heartbroken. Therefore, I am willing to give up the path of immortality and come into the world, intending to save the Han people in the world from water and fire."

"Three days ago, I sent a notice. I believe many of you know that I am forming a rebel army. Now the Tartars have fled north, and there will be no Tartars in Chang'an City soon."

"Of course, I will not let them go. I will kill them in the city and have to clean up the bodies. It is very troublesome. When they escape from the city for a certain distance, I will use the supreme magical power to kill them."

"We now announce that we will recruit the first batch of 200 aspiring young people to join the rebel army here. We require those over 18 years old, under 28 years old, without disabilities, those who are literate and those who are strong and strong are preferred."

"Those who are interested in participating in the Rebel Army will gather here. After a while, our soldiers will come forward to select outstanding qualifications. Others who have not been selected by the first batch should not be discouraged."

"Our rebel army has just been formed and there are no generals available yet. These 200 people will be trained as generals and will be successful in about half a year. In half a year, the second batch of rebel army will be recruited, with a total of 1,800 people."

As soon as Yang Yifei finished speaking, hundreds of young people immediately emerged from the crowd and gathered towards his designated place.

Among these four or five thousand people, there are about five or six hundred young people, most of the others are middle-aged and middle-aged, and a small number of the elderly.

Yang Yifei landed in front of Qiu Chuji and others, waved his hand to release tables, chairs, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and said to several leaders: "Battle of Qiu, you have a better vision, and you will pick people later."

"How many team members do you take to record the names, ages, where you live in your home, and what are you good at?"

"You are responsible for maintaining order in Miao Squadron and letting them learn to line up initially. Are you clear?"

Qiu Chuji, Yin Zhiping, and Miao Dao said in unison: "Clear."

"Okay, follow the plan!"

After arranging the recruitment matters, Yang Yifei walked to Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu who were bored, waved his hand and released a sofa, and smiled at Li Mochou and said, "Mochou, I know you want to help me, but now Long'er needs to take care of you. You can take care of her for the time being. After entering the city and settle down, there are many places you can help me."

Li Mochou nodded in understanding and said, "I know, don't worry! I will take good care of Long'er."

Yang Yifei spread his hands and took out two lollipops, stuffed them into her and Xiaolongnu's hands, stroked their hair, and turned around and walked away.

He found a piece of soft land near the woods, waved his hand to release a large excavator, filled the diesel, and began to dig a hole.

The people looked at the loudly thundering large machinery and were discussing what kind of magic weapon this was.

Qiu Chuji and the others did not make a fuss because when they were in Zhongnan Mountain, Yang Yifei had used an excavator to dig a pit, but the one was small, and this one was only a few times larger.

Qiu Chuji walked towards the group of young people standing in a mess and began to select soldiers. The young people did not honestly follow Yang Yifei's request, and were between 18 and 28 years old. Some teenagers in their fifteen or sixteen years old also got in with the middle-aged man in their early thirties.

But this naturally cannot escape Qiu Chuji's eyes. Unless he is a boy with good qualifications, he will turn a blind eye and choose it.

After more than an hour, a long large pit with a depth of 4 meters, a width of 3 meters and a length of 20 meters was dug.

Yang Yifei put away the excavator and asked the idle people to collect the Tartar weapons and pile them aside.

Then another forklift was released, shoveled up the Tartar corpse with shovel, poured it into the pit, then pushed the soil into the pit with a bulldozer, buried the entire Tartar corpse, and finally compacted the soil with a road rolling machine.

I believe this forest will grow very lush in the next few years.

The people looked at this scene in a daze. There were only a few tools, but they had to do a whole day of work in an hour and a half. The magic weapon of the immortal was indeed extraordinary.

If it weren't for the blood on the ground and the pile of Tartar weapons, the 3,000 Tartar soldiers seemed to have never existed, and their traces had been erased to the greatest extent.

By the time Yang Yifei finished everything, the registration there had been basically completed, and the information of the 200 soldiers had been recorded.

The young people selected were naturally excited. Yang Yifei and his team's combat effectiveness allowed the young people to see the glorious future of this rebel army.

What's more, Yang Yifei had already stated before that the 200 people selected in the first batch should be trained as generals. In other words, from the moment they joined, they were destined to be extraordinary in the future.

Therefore, their families support them in joining the Rebel Army. They were not as good as pigs and dogs under the rule of the Tartars, but now they have the opportunity to change their destiny. As long as they are not brainless, they know how to choose.

Although those who failed to be elected were a little disappointed, they were not frustrated. The second batch of rebels would recruit 1,800 people. They would start fighting from now on, and there would be a chance in half a year.

Their family has decided to support their children in full even if they eat less, so as to join the Rebel Army in half a year.
Chapter completed!