The second day.
The killing cry broke through the black fog of the ghost realm.
The Dashang army, led by Baiyao, who had already died once, killed the innocent souls of the rebels.
He carried the overwhelming wind blades and fought with the Dashan army at the front.
Every time a rebel disappears, the black air on the snowfield will decrease by one point.
"Come here! Come with me and protect me!"
Some generals saw that Baiyao actually went into battle to fight in person, but they did not dare to stop him, so he had to lead his soldiers to protect him.
His body was covered with fatal knife wounds, and he had obviously died in the enemy's battle line before his death.
The rebels turned into ghosts out of resentment, but each of Dashang's soldiers did not go to the Netherworld because of obsession.
Baiyao changed their mission and asked them to participate in a decisive battle that they did not see.
In this way, they can be reincarnated with peace of mind.
Yun Zhongzi, who had been waiting for a day on the snowy mountain, saw karma colliding with karma and ghosts fighting with each other in the ghost realm. He smiled and said to himself:
"You can even control ghosts."
Karma seemed to turn into a storm, raging violently.
If it were other practitioners, they would have run away long ago.
But Yun Zhongzi still stayed on the snow mountain, waiting for the ghost realm to disappear.
This war, which does not require any strategy, does not end until dusk.
The snowfield is very large, and the ghost domain blocks the spiritual exploration. Most of the time is spent looking for the rebels' wronged souls.
The howling wind returned to Baiyao's hands.
After discovering that the rebels had been wiped out, he used the wind to convey his voice to every corner of the snowfield and ordered the entire army to assemble again.
He has become very proficient in the use of wind. Some disabled soldiers with limited mobility were carried by him to the gathering place.
Yin energy filled the air, and Dashang's army of ghosts all appeared in front of him.
This overwhelming victory excited everyone.
Baiyao stepped in the air, stared at them, and said solemnly:
"We won."
The soldiers burst into cheers.
"Finally won!"
"I just said that if there is a big wish for a personal expedition, Yuan Futong will not be able to dance for a few days!"
"That's right!"
…
Baiyao looked at their smiling faces and suddenly said loudly:
"Soldiers!"
Everyone fell silent and looked at the white-clothed figure in the sky with reverence.
After a long silence, Baiyao said softly:
"It's time to go home."
The breeze drove away the cold wind.
This sentence was not loud, but it reached everyone's mind.
The world was so quiet that only the rustle of snowflakes hitting the ground could be heard.
The soldiers of Dashang who died in the battle let go of their obsessions because of these words.
Gradually, they remembered that they were dead.
Then, their already illusory bodies began to become transparent.
Step by step in the direction of Chaoge.
Until it disappears above the snowfield.
The ghost realm collapsed, leaving only the silent Baiyao.
As the sun set, after calming down the complicated emotions in his heart, he flew to Yun Zhongzi's side and said:
"Taoist Master, continue to set up the formation, Xiqi's side is almost over."
"According to the current progress, it will be completed before the year."
…
The first day of winter.
Xiqi, Qishan.
Several cities on the outskirts of Qishan have been breached, and the Dashan army advanced with great success and invaded Qishan.
The rebels' defense lines continue to shrink, and hundreds of thousands of troops have huddled together and retreated to the capital of Xiqi, engaged in a battle between trapped beasts.
Outside Xiqi City, the merchant army surrounded the place.
The evil spirit of millions of troops broke through the sky, preparing to capture the last city of Xiqi.
Di Xin, who learned that Fengshen would appear, came to the front line early.
Wearing a noble and gorgeous armor and carrying a bronze axe, he appeared at the forefront of the Dashan army.
He specially trimmed his beard and waited for the meeting with the God of Wind.
Unfortunately, Fuyao cannot appear in reality, he can only see Fuyao in the temple.
Di Xin has a straight back and a tall figure. He rides on a strong war horse and wears a nine-day black bird cape, which makes him look mighty and domineering.
The armor is new, the horse is new, and the cloak is new.
He was well prepared for this important meeting.
Dozens of palace painters went to the front line to record the meeting between Emperor Xin and Fengshen in all directions.
"Your Majesty, you should retreat further."
Lu Xiong rode forward and told Di Xin that the current position was within the enemy's bow and arrow range.
Di Xin frowned slightly and said:
"How many years has it been since I last fought? Are you assuming that I don't know how to fight anymore?"
Lu Xiong couldn't persuade him anymore. He didn't understand why Di Xin came all the way from Chaoge.
We have to run to the front line.
Di Xin turned around and looked solemnly at the sky, calm on the surface but extremely excited on the inside.
The wind god is about to appear.
I didn't expect that Gu could actually see Fengshen.
Even if he doesn't make any political achievements, it is certain that he will leave his name in history.
Three gods!
Two gods of war! A wind god!
Which business king has such treatment? !
Di Xin's breathing was a little heavy. Every time there was another god, the historian's record of him would add tens of thousands of words.
Therefore, his dynasty will also be named the Emperor Xin Shengshi by future generations.
The alien gods were driven away, food was abundant as never before, and the weather in Dashang was smooth!
Once upon a time, Di Xin thought that after Da Zhu woke up, the two of them would have some conflicts.
Unexpectedly, within two years after Da Zhu woke up, Da Shang would become even more powerful.
Be it the Beihai rebels or the Xiqi rebels, no one can shake the foundation of Chengtang!
With sufficient food, Dashang could fully support continuous national wars.
Now, Xiqi, the last hidden danger of Dashang, will also be eradicated.
After Di Xin prepared to recuperate for a period of time, he began his own reforms.
With the support of Da Zhu, that is, with the support of ancestors and gods, many things will become very easy.
The bleak cold wind blew by, and Di Xin's attention returned to the battlefield.
He held an amplification note in his arms, and it was he who would give the order for the general attack.
Yin Jiao, Ji Fa, Su Quanzhong...
Many young generals who have made great achievements on the battlefield are standing behind him.
The catapults have all arrived on the battlefield.
In the last attack on the city, Dashang will directly smash the city wall of Xiqi and completely destroy this treacherous and traitorous capital.
Ji Fa has been recognized by everyone. Whether he is fighting in bloody battles or giving up easily obtained military exploits to save his comrades, he has proven that he is a true loyal minister of Dashang.
He had treated his family as dead.
Because there is no reason for Xiqi's rebellion.
It is a capital offense to worship the alien gods. It was already a great favor for Da Zhu to leave his bloodline to Xiqi.
Fengtian attacks merchants?
That’s taking refuge in the evil god!
Ji Fa looked resolute, he had proved that he was not the son of a traitor, but the son of Da Zhu.
The experience in his dream during the first Western Expedition had made him completely disappointed in his father and brother.
He got rid of his identity as the second son of Xiqi and truly gained his own honor through the opportunity given by Da Zhu.
Suddenly, thunder roared over Xiqi City!
"Boom!"
Golden thunder and lightning crisscrossed in the sky, and deafening thunder resounded.
Immediately afterwards, a golden light shot straight into the sky, dispersing the thick winter clouds!
The thunder and lightning are ferocious, as if a god wants to whip everything to death.
Immediately afterwards, a huge vortex appeared in the sky.
Inside the vortex is an extremely high and layered blue sky.
Countless golden figures stand tall, exuding endless majesty and dignity.
"It's the gate to heaven!"
Some generals who had seen the temple opened shouted.
Afterwards, millions of troops outside Xiqi City all knelt down and saluted.
Wen Zhong, Yu Hua, Zhang Guifang...
All the Jiejiao disciples who entered the Yin and Shang Dynasty also knelt down.
The divine power and royal power of the Shang Dynasty coexisted, and it was still their duty as courtiers to kneel down and worship the gods.
And the eight major disciples of Jiejiao, the seven major attendants, and the ten heavenly kings...
Everyone in Xiqi stands far away on the horizon, observing the temple.
The gods of Dashang really exist.
It does not belong to any orthodoxy and has no spiritual power, just like it does not belong to the ancient times at all.
Emperor Xin is in the same row as the emperor, so there is no need to kneel down.
He was sitting on the horse, breathing heavily and his heart was pounding, staring at the swirling sky, waiting for the wind god to appear.
After a moment, golden light bloomed in the vortex!
The rebels in the city were trembling, thinking that the gods of Dashang were going to punish them.
In the vortex, the wind howled.
The green wind kept gathering at the edge of the vortex.
Finally, it turned into a human form!
The sweet sound of bells rang in everyone's ears.
Fuyao, wearing a white veil, appeared in everyone's sight.
Compared with her usual revealing outfit, today she was wearing a white palace dress, with light cyan butterflies spreading their wings embroidered on the corners of the skirt, and covered with a layer of light pink gauze.
The breeze blows gently, and there is an ethereal feeling as if it is blown away by the wind.
Willow eyebrows like the moon, a pair of noble pupils flowing with gold, overlooking all living things.
The strong Jiejiao man was tense all over, Duobao said softly:
"When I first came to Yin Shang, Da Zhu summoned the ancestors, and she was the one observing us in the vortex."
Jin Ling said doubtfully:
"Is this oppression a saint?"
Almost all practitioners are on guard.
Because they all unanimously felt that the noble woman in the vortex could easily make their souls fly away.
The vortex.
The corner of Fuyao's mouth hidden under the veil slightly raised, and the white medicine turned into a wisp of wind, preparing for his arrival under the vortex.
Her voice sounded in Baiyao's heart:
"Oh, it would be great if it could appear in reality."
Baiyao also gave her a thumbs up:
"In twenty years it will be fine."
Fuyao smiled, then returned to his cold voice and said to the outside world:
"I am the great merchant wind god, Fuyao."
Everyone in Dashang's army began to kowtow crazily, unable to describe their mood at this moment.
The emperor's official!
Came in person!
My ancestors, what an honor this is!
Fuyao raised his hand and pressed down:
"According to the decree of the Emperor of Heaven, I will lift the curse for Da Zhu."
In the temple, cyan energy roared, and the runes representing wind lit up behind Fuyao.
In an instant, countless whirlwinds gathered in the sky above Xiqi.
I saw Baiyao, wearing Jiutian Xuanniao robe, appearing in mid-air with his eyes closed.
He looked calm, as if he was asleep.
When the royal family below saw him, tears filled their eyes.
They didn't doubt anything else at all, thinking that it was the gods who brought Da Zhu here who was dying in Zhaixing Tower.
This scene completely shocked the Jie Jiao disciples.
Can you still play like this? !
Especially Zhao Gongming, who didn't have a long memory and was still recording scenes with the Dinghai Divine Pearl, said with a slight smile:
"Da Zhu can really..."
He wanted to say that he was pretending to be a ghost, because he sensed Baiyao when it appeared in the sky above Xiqi.
But seeing Fuyao's figure, he swallowed his words back.
And Baiyao had already opened his eyes.
He stood in the wind, looking down at the army below, his mind moved slightly, and he closed the temple.
The troops inside and outside the city were watching him.
After taking a few breaths, he whispered:
"Tread down Xiqi."
"Dong-dong-dong-"
Behind the army, war drums resounded throughout the sky, and countless boulders smashed into Xiqi's city wall.
The catapult attacks were all concentrated, and not long after, the city wall in front of Di Xin collapsed.
He crushed the amplified note, then tightened his grip on the reins and lifted it hard, causing the horse under his crotch to leap upward with all its strength.
Immediately, his voice echoed across the battlefield:
"Yin Shang warriors! Defeat Xiqi!!!"
"Peel down Xiqi!"
Behind him, the army roared and attacked the city!
Baiyao, on the other hand, looked at the city at his feet and headed towards Xiqi's palace.
He appeared in front of the despairing Ji Chang, raised his hand and used a wind blade to stop him from hanging himself, and said calmly:
"it's over."
(End of chapter)
