Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

Mora, the common currency on the continent of Teyvat, is a product condensed from the divine power and flesh and blood of Morax, the god of rock.

After thousands of years of development, Liyue certainly does not only rely on the gift from the Emperor, but has also taken on the responsibility of creating Mora on its own.

This banknote printing factory, named Golden House, is located in the southern area of ​​Lisha Suburb. It is heavily guarded and as strict as a fortress, and is inviolable.

The Golden House, as its name suggests, is also extremely magnificent in decoration. Anyone who enters it to make a fortune and then walks away unscathed will surely become a wealthy businessman.

Of course, the premise is that it can be done.

Especially now, not to mention the heavy guards, there is also a person who is known as one of the seven strongest people of Liyue guarding it. It would be extremely difficult to break in by force.

At the location of the Golden House, many soldiers were on full alert.

This period was the most difficult for them, because the emperor had just passed away and his corpse was stored in the Golden House. They had to guard against thieves who came to steal the treasure, as well as strong men who needed to steal the corpse.

Su Ping was also here. He vaguely remembered that someone would try to break in later, so after arranging everything in Liyue Harbor, he rushed here to guard it.

It's not that he doesn't trust the soldiers here, nor is it that he thinks he needs to be stubborn in everything, but the person who wants to break in by force is not a simple person.

He was really worried and didn't want his brothers to get injured or even lose their lives, and then not be able to get justice in the end. That would be too frustrating.

After sunset, the cool autumn breeze blows with a slightly bleak feeling, making people put down their rolled-up sleeves and dress neatly.

At this time, those who have not returned home are mostly thinking about sitting at home, drinking a pot of shochu, eating some heart-warming and stomach-warming meals, and being accompanied by their family.

Most of the Qianyan Army thought the same.

But it is their duty and they cannot leave without permission, so it is just a thought.

"Commander-in-chief, our brothers are enough. Why did you come here in person?"

The young soldier who served a bowl of hot water to all the soldiers touched his head and asked curiously.

Su Ping took the bowl of hot water and said with a faint smile: "Tomorrow is the Moon-Chasing Festival. Some brothers can't go back. I'll take a look first."

A sergeant nearby interrupted, "Commander-in-chief, in recent years, you have been visiting soldiers who cannot go home during festivals. Isn't this troublesome?"

Su Ping shook his head gently. "It's not a bother. No matter how much trouble it is, it can't make up for not being able to go home on the day of reunion. I miss home too, so I always leave a day in advance to see you!"

Everyone around smiled. There were middle-aged men with weathered faces, young and energetic faces, and more were young and strong people. They had homes and families, and they accompanied each other.

The sun has completely set and night has fallen, with the bright moon shining brightly. This moon is so round that there is no visible defect to the naked eye.

Under the shining of such a full moon, the sky has no room for anything else. The stars have lost their brilliance and are no longer dazzling. Only the bright moon stands out.

On the ground, the only things that could compete with the bright moon were the countless burning torches and the Thousand Rocks Army, which still stood proudly and unyieldingly.

Su Ping stood in front of the gate, holding the spear in one hand and Mie Chen in the other. He was still alert at this time, and the immortal power in his body surged without stopping.

Boom boom!

Facts have proved that his worries and the surging immortal power are correct. Two water arrows came towards him with the force of breaking through the air, and their power was quite strong.

Su Ping's expression remained unchanged. He swung his spear to destroy the two elemental arrows. Then he bent his body slightly and rushed towards the stairs not far ahead at a high speed.

There, there was a man holding a longbow. He was tall and his clothes were not like those of the locals. He was wearing a red mask so his face could not be seen. All that was known was that he had orange hair.

When this man attacked, his force was like thunder. The two elemental arrows just now were just delaying. In this short moment, five soldiers were knocked to the ground by him, but their lives were not in danger.

Su Ping immediately rushed to the man, thrust out his spear, and struck him swiftly. He hadn't used the power of the immortal energy method yet, but he was already very fast, like a gust of lightning.

The man was obviously no ordinary man. He pointed his toes and retreated rapidly. He was able to turn around in the air, avoiding the many spears protruding from under him, and drawing a graceful arc, which was amazing.

"The Fatui's last executive officer, Tartaglia!"

Su Ping directly revealed his identity, because he had read the plot in his previous life and was familiar with the various identity information of those executives in this life, so he could confirm the identity of the person in front of him.

The young master did not respond, but took a fighting stance, drew his bow and arrow, and prepared to aim at the most prominent person in the crowd, the commander-in-chief of the Qianyan Army.

Su Ping's eyes flashed, and then he shouted: "Do you know why you are the last executive officer? Even though you claim to be getting stronger all the time, you can only be at the bottom. Do you want to know the real reason?"

The young master had his arrow aimed at him, but he hadn't let go yet.

Under this situation, the other soldiers did not dare to act rashly and could only move forward slowly and surround this rebellious thief.

Su Ping smiled faintly and said slowly: "Do you want to know how strong the captain of the first seat is?"

The young master tightened his hands, causing the originally steady arrow to tremble slightly. Although it was not obvious, it was noticeable.

Su Ping continued: "Also, do you want to know the secret of how to gain your family's care and understanding, and not make them sad, even though you are rarely with them?"

hiss!

The young master's breathing became rapid. He was a martial arts fanatic and wanted to fight any famous martial artist he met, especially the captain, who he could not beat at all.

But in comparison, he actually cares more about his family, because he is an executive, he has not been able to give his younger brothers and sisters enough companionship in their growth, which is a knot in his heart, so he always brings a bunch of souvenirs as compensation.

But the man in front of him seemed to know him very well, and he spoke each of his wishes in a rich and precise manner, as if they were a confidant made in heaven. He almost forgot that this was a battle, not a place for conversation.

"If I lay down my weapon, will you tell me?" the young master asked.

Su Ping raised the corners of his mouth with a warm smile, "Mr. Tartaglia, if you put down your weapon and take off your mask now, we will be friends. What is impossible between friends?"

"Does it have to be now?" The young master hesitated for a moment.

Su Ping was calm and said, "It's OK in the future. Now that we know your identity is Tartaglia, it will be easier to meet you next time."

The corner of the young master's mouth twitched under the mask, "So, you were just cheating me?"

"Not exactly. After all, with your attire, orange hair, and the Eyes of the Water God, and your intrusion at this juncture, all these factors mean that you must be Tartaglia. It's just that you need to admit it yourself."

"Damn it, then... let's have a fair fight!"

"That's fine, but there are at least thousands of soldiers guarding this place. Now it's surrounded tightly, and there are heavy weapons aimed at you inside and outside. Why should I fight you?"

Su Ping's smile was still very warm, but in the eyes of the Qianyan Army it was a perfect gesture of victory. In the eyes of someone, it was a sinister smile of a successful scheme.

The young master was very dissatisfied. He would not be defeated without a fight, so he immediately shouted: "But you are still in my sight!"

“Not now.” As soon as Su Ping finished speaking, he moved sideways and came directly to the young master, advising him: “Just surrender and let us send you back to winter.”

"Don't even think about it!" The young master shouted angrily, enraged by this guy whom he thought was shameless. Then a purple aura emanated from his body, carrying a strange and dangerous aura.

The surrounding soldiers' eyes focused, ready to charge at any time. If all else fails, they will stab the invader to death to avoid trouble.

Su Ping told them not to act rashly, then put one hand on the orange-haired man's shoulder, forcibly suppressing the aura, and gave him a piece of advice.

"If you don't use this, you can still return to winter. If you use it, it's another matter. Do you understand?"

The young master swallowed his saliva, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He found that he seemed to have no means to use and could only surrender? No!

"Wait a minute, what you just said, that you would teach me how to get along with my family members who I have been away from for a long time, is that true?"

At this point, the young master was still paying attention to this matter. He thought about it and felt that it was not safe, so he compensated: "Liyue pays attention to contracts, you sign a contract!"

"If Lord Tartaglia cooperates slowly, of course it will happen." Su Ping grinned, patted his shoulder, and signed a contract.

Then, the young master threw away the bow and arrow, and the Eye of God and the Purple Evil Eye were seized. They were then guarded by dozens of soldiers, while the rest returned to their posts and continued working.

As for the soldiers who were knocked down, they have been sent to the military doctor for treatment. They are not seriously injured. They have all woken up, and everything is going in the right direction.

Su Ping crossed his arms over his chest and couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought that mastering the game would be useful one day."

Those words of surrender just now were not thought up by him, but taught by Nan Zhangsheng. After all, some things are personal secrets that cannot be discovered even if the General Affairs Department is very powerful.

As a loyal player, Nan Zhangsheng is familiar with the psychology and experiences of most characters, so he was able to come up with this method to defeat the enemy without fighting.

Of course, there is a gap between the game and the real world, and this is also something they took into consideration.

But with Su Ping as a guarantee, there was no doubt that everything would be fine at the last moment, so he had the leisure to persuade them to surrender. In addition, Nan Zhangsheng did not want these two people to become enemies.

As a result of various factors, the Qianyan Army successfully captured the executive officer.

"I hope that this matter you asked me to do will not become your last wish..."

Su Ping murmured in his heart. In addition, he was also thinking about one thing. Now that Tartaglia was arrested, the old demon god should not appear again.

Just as he was thinking this, a ray of light rose up from the distance, gathered into a pillar of heaven, and bombarded the islands and Guyun Pavilion on the sea.

The once defeated demon god has reappeared.