The original appearance of the city wall can no longer be seen clearly, and many practitioners are dragging fully cut boulders to fill the collapsed areas.
The still intact wall tiles were stained with black marks from the burning of kerosene, and the blood had already frozen in the gaps between the walls.
Crush an eyeball frozen into ice.
Baiyao climbed the city wall of Chongcheng alone.
From a macro perspective, Chongcheng has the highest altitude in the north, which is enough to overlook the entire snowfield. The importance of its strategic location is self-evident.
Taking Chongcheng means that Yuan Futong has lost half of his territory. All the rebel cities near this big city will be isolated and will either withdraw to Beihai City or be recaptured one by one by the merchant army.
But the price for taking Chongcheng was also extremely heavy.
Of the 300,000 troops led by Baiyao, less than 200,000 were left after rushing out of the snowfield.
If he had predicted it in advance, he would also walk into the encirclement.
Both the rebels and he knew that once Chongcheng was captured, Yuan Futong would no longer have strategic depth to speak of.
As a result, the rebels across the snowfield went crazy and chased him, even risking their lives to delay him.
Frontal obstruction, rear pursuit, ambush, attacking the camp at night...
Continuous fighting, coupled with cold and hunger, led to extremely serious attrition of the army.
After reuniting with Wen Zhong, after only a simple rest, they immediately attacked Chongcheng.
Now, Baiyao still has 120,000 troops under its banner.
Wen Zhong also lost nearly 100,000 yuan in order to get to Chongcheng.
Of the 800,000-strong army, there are currently only over 500,000 left.
Baiyao took a deep breath, letting the icy cold wind penetrate into his lungs, and suddenly felt much clearer.
The deduction before coming made me mentally prepared. If I want to control the north, I need to go through a brutal battle to the death.
Yuan Futong was able to fight Wen Zhong for fifteen years, and his mind was by no means simple.
Judging from the war experience, this man was extremely bold in using troops and had a very vicious vision. He knew that after the arrival of Baiyao, the combat effectiveness of the Yin and Shang armies would increase several times.
Therefore, he would rather lower Chongcheng's defense than take the white medicine in one go.
Even if he has reinforcements, he still faces a rich and powerful empire that can continuously increase troops. The longer you delay, the worse it gets.
"If I hadn't been able to deduce the future, I might have died in the rebellion."
Baiyao couldn't help but sigh.
After capturing Chongcheng, the situation was instantly reversed, and no matter how great the sacrifice, it was worth it.
He had already sent an order to let Li Jing and Dou Rong, the commander-in-chief of Youhun Pass, lead their troops to defend Jizhou and completely block Yuan Futong's southward route.
Even if the small towns around Chongcheng were not cleared at this time, the rebel leader had lost control of the northwest. As long as he won a field battle on the snowy plains, Beihai City would be his burial place.
At this time, Wen Zhong Tengkong came to his side.
"Great congratulations, the practitioners behind Yuan Futong were driven away by my master."
Hearing the good news again, Baiyao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked:
"Who is it? How many troops and horses were given to Yuan Futong?"
When Wen Zhong thought of this, there was anger in his eyebrows and his voice was not angry:
"It's the Antarctic Immortal and the White Crane Boy from the Chan Sect! They gave the traitor a total of half a million Western troops!"
"So, Yuan Futong's military strength is comparable to ours."
Baiyao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he finally knew the number of enemies, so he smiled and said:
"The Immortal Jin Ling is a great benefactor of the Yin and Shang Dynasties."
When Wen Zhong heard this, he stretched out his hand and transformed it into a golden sandalwood gourd.
"Master said, this is a meeting gift for the great supply of supplies."
Baiyao looked at the gourd and asked:
"What is this?"
Hearing Zhong brush his beard and smile:
"Healing elixir made with thousand-year-old fairy mushrooms as the main ingredient. I wish you had an internal injury while practicing, and the meridians in your body were damaged due to the violent flow of spiritual energy. If you scrape off some medicinal powder and take it with water, you will be healed instantly."
Baiyao has not been able to enter the cultivation scene for a long time. Hearing this, he took the elixir and said with a smile:
"If it can solve the urgent need, I won't refuse."
The two chatted for a while, talking about the current situation.
Wen Zhong looked at the snowy field and said:
"Yuan Futong didn't stop you, the situation is over."
Baiyao nodded, put the gourd into the storage bag given by the golden boy of Nuwa Palace, and said softly:
"The terrain of Beihai City is low, and there are no big cities in sight from all directions. He will definitely not retreat easily. After the army has rested and recuperated, it will be a head-on confrontation on the snowy plains."
Wen Zhong sighed and said:
"Before Da Zhu came, I said that I would fight hard in Beihai for fifteen years. I actually didn't believe it. I thought, how could a mere Yuan Futong survive for fifteen years?"
"Now it seems that if Da Zhu had not understood the situation and Master had not given his full help, this war would have lasted for fifteen years."
He looked at Baiyao with gratitude in his eyes:
"Fifteen years of war will cause Great Shang's national strength to suffer huge losses. At that time, the princes of all parties will definitely have different intentions. I wish you to deduce the future and save our Great Shang from fire and water!"
Baiyao folded his sleeves with both hands, looked at Wen Zhong, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Grand Master, Dashang's crisis goes far beyond this."
When Wen Zhong heard the words, he hesitated and said:
"And rebellion?"
Baiyao shook his head and said word by word:
"The Great Tribulation of the Gods."
Wen Zhong frowned and asked:
"Isn't that because Hao Tianming taught the Twelve Immortals to bow their heads? What does it have to do with Dashang?"
Wen Zhong, who has been down the mountain for a long time, although he is very popular, he has also left the circle of practitioners. In addition, his cultivation is only in the realm of personal immortality, so he knows very little about the matter of becoming a god.
"The great catastrophe should be in the human world, and it should end with the destruction of Great Shang."
Baiyao's tone was calm, as if he had said something insignificant.
Wen Zhong's eyes were dull, and he was completely stunned.
Chanjiao and Jiejiao have never dealt with each other, and they often give each other a stumbling block in the world of cultivation, both covertly and overtly. He thought that the Antarctic Immortal and his disciples were siding with Yuan Futong just to disgust him and the Jiejiao disciples behind him.
Unexpectedly, it is actually related to the Great Tribulation of the Gods?
Wen Zhong frowned and said hurriedly:
"In that case, I'll go and ask the master of interception to take charge of Chaoge!"
"It's not yet time," Baiyao said softly, with lowered eyebrows and no emotion on his face: "We need to complete preparations, because there are more than one saint who wants to destroy Shang."
Wen Zhong opened his mouth slightly and said in a trembling voice:
"The saint...will also end?"
Baiyao did not answer this question, but turned around and left, leaving behind a sentence:
"Let's take a step and see."
If you want the Jiejiao Immortals to help Dashang, you must first clear out those strange gods. Only in this way can you use the Imperial God List to preserve the true souls of the Jiejiao Immortals during the Great Tribulation of the Gods, so that even if they die, they will not On the list of gods.
The supernatural gods summoned wind and rain to collect incense, took away folk beliefs, and locked the god's position on the imperial list.
Due to the characteristics of the Imperial God List, Baiyao must sacrifice them one by one in order to recover his faith into the Imperial God List and unlock the divine position.
When he returned to his residence, he poured out a golden elixir from the gourd, scraped some powder into the tea, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a chuckle:
"Fortunately, there is Kong Xuan."
…
The immortal volcano of Nanming.
There are endless crimson flames in all directions. Even if the immortal is touched by a wisp of the outermost flame, it will be burned to ashes in an instant.
The further inside, the more terrifying the power becomes.
Kong Xuan had reached the extreme depths, his whole body was burned to death, and he was no longer human.
The flames penetrated his body like a living creature, destroying his will to move forward all the time.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at an illusory jade egg that sometimes materialized in the center of the sea of fire. His voice was shrill and his eyes were red and he sobbed:
"Mother! It's a child!!!"
