On June 20, 300,000 Northern Expedition reinforcements led by Baiyao arrived at Enzhou, the northern gateway, the junction of Pennsylvania and Jizhou.
After leaving Chaoge, the closer to the north, the cooler the temperature becomes.
The soldiers carried winter clothing because there was no summer in the North Sea.
On the desolate official road, the mighty army advanced in an orderly manner.
If you look down from the sky, you will find a thick black line on the ground, winding and endless, as if a ferocious black python is crawling towards the north, trying to fill its hunger with the flesh and blood of traitors.
Ji Fa rode a high-spirited horse and opened the way at the front. He was wearing green-gold light armor and holding a tiger-head spear in his hand. His eyes were full of confidence and his every move was high-spirited.
Not far behind him, the ancestral temple owl cavalry surrounded a giant white elephant, which was as tall as three or four stories. It walked like thunder, and its thick ivory was inlaid with bronze decoration.
The giant elephant carries a pavilion covered with gauze and covered with soft cushions.
In the courtyard, the young man sat and took a nap. The girl beside him, who was actually a fox demon, knelt down respectfully and peeled grapes for him.
"Big congratulations! Enzhou City is ahead!"
The scout rode his horse to the outside of Xiaoqi and hugged his hands.
Daji understood, moved her knees forward, and lifted the translucent gauze.
Baiyao straightened up.
After turning a big bend, a towering city wall appeared in his eyes.
There are traces of washing on the city wall. Tall and handsome soldiers stand on the city wall with their heads held high, wearing standard heavy armor, and their sharp halberds flash with a cold light.
On both sides of the city gate were the first batch of generals from the Northern Expedition, all of them with solemn expressions. Even if the cold wind outside the wall blew sand into their eyes, they would not move.
A man with a yellow face and a long beard is riding a black unicorn in the middle of the road. He has three eyes on his head, and there are several inches of white light in the horizontal eye on his forehead. He has a male and female whip on his waist.
When they arrived at the gate of the city, the extremely intelligent elephant slowly knelt down. A soldier immediately pushed up the steps and asked Baiyao to step off the elephant chariot.
When Wen Zhong saw the young man dressed in white, he felt dazed for a moment, remembering his tenth year as an official in the Yin Shang Dynasty.
There is a severe drought in the world, the late king Taiding is terminally ill, people in Chaoge are panic-stricken, the queen has close contacts with the surrounding families, and those with ulterior motives are ready to take action.
Ziyao, who has entered middle age, stood up at the critical moment, took charge of all government affairs with an iron fist, and ordered the queen to burn herself to pray for rain. In the end, the world was filled with sweet rain.
After the new king ascended the throne, Ziyao handed over the power of the court without any hesitation, took Xiaoqi back to the ancestral temple, and never asked about the affairs of the court again.
Wen Zhong got off Mo Qilin and kowtowed willingly to Da Zhu, who had much more seniority than him:
"I hear Zhong, and I kowtow to give you my best wishes!"
Uncle Dongxi, who had arrived seven days ago, kowtowed with the generals under Wen Zhong's banner and said:
“Kowtow and give me a big blessing!!!”
Many generals looked excited and kowtowed quietly a few more times.
During the expedition, when they learned that Da Zhu had awakened and left the ancestral temple where he had been sitting for decades, their first reaction was envy. Those who envied Chao Ge could see Da Zhu with their own eyes.
Then the envy turned into resentment towards Yuan Futong.
You traitor didn't rebel sooner or later, but you rebelled at this time, causing me to come all the way to the north and lose the opportunity to kowtow to our ancestors.
I have to take this opportunity to kowtow a few more times and ask for the blessings of my ancestors.
Baiyao walked up to Wen Zhong step by step, bent down and helped him up.
"The Grand Master is a veteran of three dynasties, so there is no need to be polite."
Wen Zhong stood up and said with a smile:
"Dazhu has gone through five dynasties, but I am a practitioner, but I am older than Dazhu."
Seeing Wen Zhong's temples turning slightly white, Baiyao sighed softly:
"Master Tai has worked hard these years."
Wen Zhong's cultivation is that of a human immortal, with a life span of up to two thousand years.
As the mainstay of the court, he has no time to practice, and with the workload of government affairs, he is now getting old.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Wen Zhong invited Baiyao to the city.
War is imminent, so all etiquette should be kept simple.
After attending a banquet with wine and meat, the two came to the Enzhou Marquis' Mansion, which was commandeered by Wen Zhong.
The reception room was transformed into a meeting room, and the excess furniture was moved out.
A map of the north hangs on the wall, and below it is a large sand table.
Wen Zhong introduced the current situation on the battlefield to Baiyao.
Baiyao listened for a while and frowned.
The situation was far worse than he imagined.
Most of the north was occupied by Yuan Futong, and even Chongcheng, the hometown of Chonghou Hu, was captured. Wen Zhong only had Binzhou, Jizhou, and Enzhou in his hands.
Binzhou and Enzhou, which are close to Chaoge, serve as base camps. Jizhou is now the front line, confronting the rebels across the vast snowfield.
"This man should not be underestimated. How many troops does he have?"
Baiyao asked, looking at the sand table.
Yuan Futong had already established a firm foothold before Wen Zhong arrived. He quickly annexed the territories of most small princes and developed in a very short period of time.
The situation is very serious. No wonder he can fight Wen Zhong for fifteen years in the original work.
The continuous increase of troops seriously consumed the effective strength of the Dashang army, which allowed Xiqi to advance all the way.
Wen Zhong said solemnly:
"According to intelligence, Yuan Futong has about 300,000 people in his hands. But just last month, a mysterious army suddenly appeared among the rebels. It is extremely powerful. Even if it is captured, it will immediately take poison and commit suicide. Other prisoners also said I can’t tell where they came from.”
"Suddenly?"
Baiyao turned around to look at the map and said:
"The roads leading to the east and west are cut off by us. Yuan Fu leads to Chaoge to the south and Beiminghai to the north. There should be no reinforcements."
Wen Zhong nodded and said:
"It's bitterly cold in the north, but that army has strong soldiers and horses, and everyone is equipped with armor. Yuan Futong can't afford it."
Baiyao pondered for a moment and looked at Wen Zhong:
"Could it be that it's from outside?"
Wen Zhong said suspiciously:
"You mean...other states?"
There are three realms of heaven, earth and man. The human realm is divided into four major continents. The Nanzhan continent, where the Yin Shang Dynasty is located, governs the fate of humanity.
It is true that Yuan Futong's momentum in the north is scary, but from the overall perspective, he has been squeezed into a corner, like a turtle in a urn.
If there are reinforcements, they can only come from other states.
This is a mythical world. Baiyao never thinks about problems from a mortal perspective. He said softly:
"There is an immortal behind Yuan Futong when he crosses the border to join the war."
Hearing these words, Wen Zhong's vertical eyes flickered slightly.
What Baiyao said means that some practitioners are targeting Dashang.
"Some magic weapons that open up small worlds can indeed carry armies across states."
Wen Zhong thought for a while and continued:
"If you use magic power to lift it up, the other party may have a lot of background."
Baiyao nodded lightly and suddenly smiled:
"No matter what, practitioners don't dare to intervene in the war with force. Just beat him until he comes out."
"At worst, we'll go back to the division to bring in reinforcements."
Wen Zhong did not take this matter seriously, because together with Dongxi Bohou, Baiyao brought a full 600,000 reinforcements, plus the 200,000 under his command, completely overwhelming Yuan Futong in numbers.
So what if a cultivator really intervened? With his popularity in Jie Jiao, even the outer sect senior brother Zhao Gongming could call him.
What's more, he was accompanied by four generals from the Demon Family, who were specially designed to intercept and kill the other's practitioners.
The two began to formulate an active attack plan.
The 800,000-strong army was divided into two groups.
One group led by Wen Zhong attacked Chongcheng, and the other group led by Baiyao took a detour to attack Beihai City further north.
This move was to force Yuan Futong to divide his troops and amplify his shortcomings of insufficient troops.
If Chongcheng was lost, he would have to evacuate north, thus losing strategic depth.
In this case, Baiyao would give up the attack on Beihai City and join forces with Wen Zhong to force Yuan Futong to return to his hometown of Beihai and make him face an army of 800,000 people.
If he did not divide his troops and allowed Baiyao to capture Beihai City, the rebels would be attacked from two sides.
Of course, the battlefield situation changes rapidly and plans may change at any time.
For example, after recapturing Chongcheng, if Yuan Futong ran too slowly, Baiyao would definitely try to cut his way out.
For example, both attacks failed and the situation fell into a confrontation again.
