In the northern border of Yan State, Hulao Pass.
Ye Xuan, the inspection commander of Hulao Pass, entered the pass and brought an army. The army came from Handan, and the military period was postponed for a month. The commander's flag had one word written on it: King.
The marshal of the Yan Kingdom's army, the great Sima, and Wang Lang's army.
Thirty thousand people entered the pass, and Wu Lianjiang, the general guarding Hulao Pass, personally welcomed them. Both parties knew Wu Lianjiang's identity tacitly, and the ceremony of entering the city was very complete.
But Wang Lang knew very well that the Wu Lianjiang in front of him was not Wu Lianjiang. The real Wu Lianjiang had already gone to see the King of Hell on the day Mu Suifeng entered the pass.
When Wang Lang's army entered the customs, the first thing he did was to visit a person. Together with his military advisor Yuan Zhe, he went to visit the man named the Sword King by the people of Kyushu, Xie Xuan, who "breaks the secrets of heaven with one finger".
Ye Xuan fell into a coma after entering the customs.
In Wang Lang's words, it was caused by him running around for days and overworking.
Hulao Pass General Mansion, Qingfeng Garden.
Outside the door, the great Sima of Yan State, who covered the sky with his hands, knocked on the door and asked, "Is the Taoist Master here?"
"Come in." Xie Xuan said.
The two pushed the door open and saw an old man with a goatee sitting quietly sipping tea under the winter plum tree.
The old man had an unattractive appearance, but the aura he exuded made people feel like he was on a jade mountain.
"Sit down." Xie Xuan said.
The two came forward and sat down.
Xie Xuan poured the tea himself.
Tea is the best tea in Hulaoguan.
There are plum blossom petals falling gently, floating on the pure tea water, like an immortal sleeping.
"Tao Zun, thirty thousand soldiers have arrived as promised." Wang Lang said.
"Drink tea." Xie Xuan said.
Yuan Zhe took a sip and praised: "Good tea!"
"How?" Xie Xuan asked.
"It goes into the throat and is mellow." Yuan Zhe said, "It's like looking at a sword by the light of a lamp. It's refreshing, antique, and transparent."
"Drinking tea is like tasting a sword?" Xie Xuan said with a smile, "It's quite interesting."
"Isn't it?" Yuan Zhe said, savoring the lingering fragrance between his teeth, "There is murderous intent in Dao Zun's tea. There is even more sword intent."
"You are right." Xie Xuan glanced at Yuan Zhe, then looked at Wang Lang, and said: "Wang Lang, go down with your sword. On one side is your brother Wang Yong, and on the other is the Yan Kingdom behind you. You have a sword, and There is only one sword. Which one will you save?"
Wang Lang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Brother treats me like father and mother. If I were Wang Lang, I would definitely save my brother. If I were Sima Wang Lang, I would save the country."
"Then who are you?" Xie Xuan asked.
"The Great Sima of Yan State, Wang Lang and Wang Jinghong." Wang Lang spoke. Jinghong is his given name, and few people know it.
"In that case, let me tell you that what we are facing when we go south this time is the beginning of the national crisis of the Yan Kingdom and the source of the disaster." Xie Xuan said, "Do you still remember the national war in the north seventy years ago? The Jin army that was destroyed in Dushan, the Jin army led by Xian Zhen, the leader of the four war gods in the national war?"
"I dare not forget." Wang Lang said.
"They are back." Xie Xuan said, "The 60,000 horses back then are now 50,000 ghost soldiers. They have returned from hell."
The teacup trembled.
Yuan Zhe took a deep breath, "No wonder. Calculating yang to get yin, that's how it is. In the early years when I was in Jixia Academy, my master once mentioned to me that there was a disaster in Zhongzhou Dao Sect, and the old Celestial Master fell because of it. The new Celestial Master succeeded him. He is Zhang Jiuling, the youngest Celestial Master in the history of the Zhongzhou Dao Sect. Celestial Master Zhang tried to turn the tide and correct the path, but he faced the Master of the Dead."
"That's not quite what you said." Xie Xuan said, "It was the old swordsman Kong Zhou who turned the tide. Zhang Jiuling was just a foil at the time."
"Military advisor, how can the dead be resurrected?" Wang Lang still couldn't believe it.
Yuan Zhe shook his head.
"So where is that army now?" Wang Lang asked again.
"Weicheng." Xie Xuan said, "The strength of Hulao Pass, including you, is only 50,000. The defenders of Weicheng can only be 50,000. The total strength of the seven cities in the southern region is 150,000. If we recruit troops, it will be 300,000."
"In a hurry, I'm afraid one hundred thousand is our strength." Yuan Zhe said, "One hundred thousand compared to fifty thousand, what are the chances of winning?"
Xie Xuan shook his head, "I'm afraid the number of Xian Zhen's troops has exceeded 50,000. Ghost soldiers crossing the border, and anyone who kills them will be ghost soldiers."
Wang Lang took a deep breath and said, "Then how can we win this battle?"
"Take the enemy general's head among the thousands of troops." Xie Xuan said, "This is the only way. It was also the way when the old swordsman Kong Zhou took the fire from the cauldron during the Zhongzhou Rebellion."
"What Tao Zun means is that we can win this battle by rushing away the army of the dead and killing the first enemy?" Yuan Zhe asked.
Xie Xuan shook his head, "I'm afraid it's not Xian Zhen, but a demon cultivator named Li Tianxing."
When the two of them heard this, they were both stunned.
"Tao Zun, Li Tianxing, wasn't he killed by you twelve years ago?" Wang Lang said.
Xie Xuan shook his head and said: "The worst plan is for us to face Xian Zhen's army with 100,000 troops. The Marquis of Heyang has gone to Dangyang Pass. If everything goes well, Dangyang Pass will rush to our aid. In addition, there will be reinforcements. .”
"Where?" Wang Lang asked.
"The time has not come yet." Xie Xuan said, "I hope the trip of Marquis Heyang goes well."
Dangyang Pass is one of the five passes in the north.
The southern region of Yan State blocked the unparalleled infantry of Qi State from entering the great pass of Yan State.
At this time, Houmu Suifeng of Heyang had been in the pass for ten days.
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Weicheng.
The secret message Zhao Dun received was to defend Weicheng for three days. The secret message came from the Taoist secret technique. It was a white dove that was transformed into a letter and was named "Xie Xuan".
But when Zhao Dun climbed up the dilapidated tower and saw the dense army of the dead under the Weicheng city, he took a deep breath.
One hundred thousand.
The army that besieged the city numbered one hundred thousand.
The first general in the national war, Xian Zhen, who had been dead for seventy years, looked at him with red eyes, and for an instant Zhao Dun fell into the illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Coach!" Deputy General Chen Deng yelled, waking him up from his dream. Zhao Dun was covered in cold sweat and terrified.
This is the gap.
The difference between a famous general in troubled times and a general in "prosperous times".
Xian Zhen sat high on the skeleton war horse, but in Zhao Dun's eyes, he was the one on the tower overlooking all living beings.
Bai Ze was stunned.
Those people were clearly people who had been dead for seventy years. How to get out of Dushan and besiege Weicheng?
The world is in chaos, with yin and yang reversed?
First there is the military beast Zhu Yan, and then there is the Master of the Dead.
Are the flames of war spreading across the world of Kyushu again?
Xian Zhen's 100,000 troops besieged the city, and a dense black torrent began to run around Weicheng. There were no shouts, just the heavy footsteps of the god of death, one after another, like waves, continuous.
This is a demonstration.
It was also the first general in the national war who was observing the terrain and choosing a suitable location to attack the city.
The good news is that this army has no siege equipment. The bad news is that the Weicheng gate was broken open yesterday, and the Heyang army did not even think about repairing the gate.
So the city gate was barely closed.
Three thousand men and horses rushed to block the door with everything they could. They wished they could tear down the entire inner city and stuff it into the corridor of the city gate.
But there was nothing that could be done about the city wall that had been smashed by catapults before. At this time, Zhao Dun deeply understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.
Guard the city for three days.
Zhao Dun's eyes turned black.
In three days, I'm afraid he will almost be hacked to death and become a member of the Army of the Dead.
"Coach, you are well-informed. What exactly is this situation?" Chen Deng had not yet recovered from the joy of Weicheng's surrender when he suddenly saw a hundred thousand dead people surrounding the newly captured city. The feeling is beyond words.
Zhao Dun looked at Bai Ze.
Bai Ze noticed Zhao Dun's gaze, looked over, and shook his head.
He hesitated whether to crush the jade plaque and called the old man Xie Xuan over to ask what the situation was.
"The person who came here is not a good person." Zhao Dun said bravely, "He is an enemy, not a friend."
Chen Deng: "..." I can tell even if you don't tell me!
Xian Zhen led an army of 100,000 people to run around Weicheng three times, and then returned to Zhengyang Gate of Weicheng. A hundred thousand troops had no military formation at all, and a large area of black people spread out behind Xian Zhen.
The two parties stared at each other for a full two hours.
The defenders of Heyang did not dare to show their anger. They were afraid that the army of the dead below the city would suddenly rise up and swarm up and bulldoze the outer city.
Xian Zhen's 100,000 troops stood under the walls of Weicheng for a whole day. The defenders of Weicheng's towers changed five times, and the city's 50,000 people were on alert, ready to be involved in this puzzling war.
But for a whole day, Xian Zhen's army did not move at all.
Someone moved.
Heyang defenders.
To be precise, it was the soldiers of the Heyang garrison who were moved.
Panic gradually spread quickly among the Heyang army. It had never been heard of anyone crawling out of the grave after death.
Especially now, not only have they climbed out, but they have also gone to other people's gates to show off their power.
Incredible.
When Zhao Dun understood, Chen Deng also figured it out. The two met at the coach's residence and said two words at the same time, "Heart attack!"
A famous general in the world is a famous general in the world.
Xian Zhen ran around Weicheng three times and lined up to reach that station without moving at all, but the Heyang defenders had already lost their morale.
The two looked at each other and saw panic in each other's eyes. If nothing unexpected happens, tomorrow morning, when the Heyang army is extremely frightened, it will be the time for Zhen to attack the city first!
If this continues, and the siege begins, Wei City will be destroyed within three hours.
By then, it will be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Everyone is destined to die!
"Coach, what should we do now?" Chen Deng asked.
"Calling all the generals and the three armies together, I want to give a lecture in front of the battle!" Zhao Dun ordered.
When he ordered the troops to march to Weicheng, and urgently summoned the generals of the Heyang Army, ranging from deputy generals, staff generals, vanguards, and captains to centurions and commanders, Bai Ze was searching for people all over the city.
He is looking for Yu Youwei.
They said goodbye early in the morning, and Yu Youwei said she wanted to leave the city.
The guards at the city gate were changed and personnel were transferred. The guards at that time were nowhere to be found. Bai Ze was not sure whether Yu Youwei had left the city.
Once Yu Youwei leaves the city at that time, she will definitely encounter Xian Zhen's hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers.
Even with his eyes closed, Bai Ze could imagine that in the encounter between the two parties, Yu Youwei would definitely die even if she had extraordinary means.
"Don't leave the city..." Bai Ze panicked.
I don’t know the reason for that inexplicable emotion.
But it did make him suffer deeply.
Bai Ze had a premonition.
A very clear hunch.
He was possessed.
He is possessed by a demon called "Yu Youwei".
