Taebaekding, the top of Mount Fuyu.
Tian Weisheng directed his disciples and soldiers to place the bronze statue while chatting with Huang Jingming.
"Brother Jingming, my disciples and I stayed up all night last night and finally cast the bronze busts of all twenty-nine people. The names of the clan members are engraved on the bottom of the statues."
"Brother Laotian worked hard all night, and I feel really sorry."
Huang Jingming thanked Tian Weisheng.
"What did Brother Jingming say?" Tian Weisheng frowned, with some displeasure on his face, "If it hadn't been for Brother Jingming that day, my ranger lineage would have been exterminated by the other two lines. I, Tian Weisheng, will wholeheartedly express my gratitude to you for such a great favor. Report."
While the two were talking, twenty-nine bronze statues of the clan had been placed in place, twenty in the outer circle and nine in the inner circle, like two concentric circles, one large and one small, with an altar as high as one person built in the center. There is a bronze cauldron half as tall as a man.
At noon, Tian Weisheng sacrificed the three animals and six animals he brought up the mountain to the Queen of Heaven, and then said in a deep voice:
"Brother Jing Ming, please lead everyone to stay away."
After that, he walked to the altar alone, sat cross-legged, and quietly waited for the arrival of the fourth quarter of noon.
coming!
As the sun rose across the sky and the shadows disappeared, Tian Weisheng suddenly stretched his hand to his waist, and a strangely shaped token the size of a palm appeared in his palm.
Juzi Ling!
The symbol of Mohist greatness!
At the end of the day, our ranger lineage has repaid most of Brother Huang's kindness...
After glancing at the Juzi Ling in his palm, Tian Weisheng made up his mind and bit the tip of his tongue without any further hesitation.
In the human body, there are three parts of the blood where the yang energy is the most abundant. One is the blood on the fingertips, the other is the blood on the tip of the tongue, and the last is the blood on the heart.
Among these three kinds of blood, heart blood is the most powerful, but it is rarely used.
The reason is, firstly, it is difficult to obtain, and secondly, it is only used at the critical moment when there is no choice. It is a method of killing three thousand enemies and losing two thousand.
For Tian Weisheng, using the tripod to ask for the sky this time is just to repay Huang Jingming's kindness, so blood on the tip of his heart is naturally impossible. As for blood on the fingertips, in this case, there is a slight suspicion of disrespecting God, so blood on the tip of the tongue is It became the best choice for this great man of the ranger lineage.
"puff!"
Tian Weisheng opened his mouth fiercely, and a mouthful of blood mist suddenly sprayed on Juzi Ling.
When the blood mist comes into contact with Motsuko, the surface is instantly absorbed, and then, strange patterns appear.
Tian Weisheng, with a solemn face, jumped up, using his lifelong skills silently, and stabbed the bronze tripod placed in the center of the altar with the Juzi Ling in his hand!
"Tian has the courage to ask the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth by the method of seeking the throne. Where is the real dragon of Da Chu? Please give me some enlightenment!"
Stab——
The moment Tian Weisheng stabbed the bronze cauldron with the Juzi Ling, he felt an indescribable electric shock that reverberated back along the Juzi Ling.
At the same time, the onlookers suddenly felt that their eyes were getting dark. When they looked up, they found that a black cloud had appeared at some point, blocking all the sunlight.
Soon enough, everyone heard a "bang" of thunder, followed by a flash of blazing white lightning, and their eyes suddenly turned white.
When everyone regained their vision, the sight before them surprised them.
The altar that had been decorated with great effort has become pitted, and the animals used for sacrifice have all been electrocuted into black charcoal. On the ground, cracks two feet wide are extending like spider webs in all directions, which is very disturbing. It was shocking to look at it. The twenty-nine busts of bronze statues placed around the altar were blown up by lightning from the sky, and almost none of them was intact.
And Tian Weisheng, who was using the Mohist secret method to ask for destiny, was half-kneeling on the side of the altar, with a white mist exuding from the inside out all over his body, as motionless as a statue.
"Brother Tian!"
"Juzi!"
Accompanied by exclamations, Huang Jingming and Du Yunshan performed Qinggong and came to Tian Weisheng's side, stretching out their hands to help the Mohist master who was almost exhausted.
"Ahem!"
Tian Weisheng, whose face was as golden as paper, coughed several times, spit out a large mouthful of dirty blood with a hint of electric light, took a breath, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Old, I'm fine. Brother Jing Ming, go and find the best bronze statue. That one is the Great Chu True Dragon!"
"Thank you so much, Brother Tian. You will be rewarded afterwards! Brother Du, take good care of Brother Tian."
Huang Jingming on the side heard this, raised his eyebrows slightly, and scanned the surrounding area with his narrow tiger eyes, and sure enough he found a half-length bronze statue that was still intact.
He stretched out his hand to wipe off the dust on the bronze statue. Sure enough, he saw the name of the clan member under the base of the bronze statue. Not only that, the thunderbolts and lightning falling from the sky also exploded dense cracks on the back of the bronze statue, and from a distance Looking around, these cracks look like a soaring phoenix!
You know, Da Chu’s totem is the phoenix!
Looking at the word "Zhao Yu" engraved on the base of the bronze statue, Huang Jingming put his hands behind his back and remained silent.
"Zhao Yu...this destiny coincides with what I have in mind, so let him alone. Anyway, the power of the court is in my hands, and it doesn't matter who sits on that chair!"
…………
In the Chinese military tent, dozens of generals were wearing armor and sitting at attention.
Huang Jingming was very strict in his military management, and even the proud and powerful generals did not dare to attack him in front of the great general of the auxiliary country.
With a "crash", as the curtain of the military tent was opened, Huang Jingming stepped into the tent. Dozens of generals stood up one after another, clasping their fists together and saying:
"The last general has met the great general!"
Huang Jingming sat down in his commanding position and lowered his hands slightly.
"Everyone, please take a seat!"
Seeing the generals returning to their respective positions, Huang Jingming coughed lightly and said:
"I called everyone together today because something happened in Shenjing. Yesterday, I received urgent news that His Majesty passed away two days ago. The country has no owner and Shenjing is in turmoil. I intend to lead the army back to Shenjing after pacifying the Miao border rebellion. , Stabilize the situation of the DPRK. Liu Changfeng, Han Shao!"
"The general is here!"
With the sound of nails colliding, the two generals whose names were called stood up one after another.
"I'll give you two days to lead my troops and capture Wujia Fort. The bandit leader Wu Cheng wants to see people in life and his body in death. We must not let this guy run away." After that, Huang Jingming looked around the generals, "After that , the army rests for a day, and then returns to Beijing!"
It has been more than half a year since Huang Jingming led his troops to suppress the rebellion in Miao territory.
These rebels only bullied civilians and ordinary soldiers. Facing the capital garrison led by Huang Jingming himself, they were like boiling water and snow. They were beaten and retreated, and they were completely defeated.
In less than half a year, the massive rebellion in Miao territory, which spread to three counties, was suppressed until only scattered sparks remained, and Wujiabao was the last major stronghold of the rebels.
As long as Wujiapu is pulled out and the bandit leader Wu Cheng is captured, the Miao rebellion will be basically put down.
"Here!"
The two generals bowed and accepted their orders.
After explaining many matters concerning the withdrawal, Huang Jingming asked the generals to disperse, leaving only Wu Yizhi and Fang Chao.
"Yizhi, everyone in Tian used the cauldron to seek the sky, resulting in a serious loss of vitality. Please tell the logistics department to find out what kind of treasures there are. If everyone in Tian needs it, don't report it to me, just send it directly. In addition, I remember An Guohou Mansion It is in Qingzhou City in Taihe Prefecture, far away from the Miao border. Yi Zhi, ride on my thousand-mile horse and go there in person and tell the young marquis what I mean. You will be fully responsible for this matter."
Huang Jingming looked at his right-hand adviser below his left hand.
Wu Yizhi wanted to refuse, but when he saw the slightly unkind look in his benefactor's eyes, he had to bite the bullet and agreed.
Alas, I'm not good at riding horses. I don't know how many blisters will appear on my thighs after this trip.
It's just that the girls at Zuiyue Tower in Shenjing City have suffered so much that I will probably shed tears while waiting for you, right?
Ignoring Wu Yizhi, who looked sad, Huang Jingming ordered Fang Chao on the other side:
"General Fang, you take a team of my personal guards and go and target Wu Cheng to death in person. Remember, I only want someone dead, not alive!"
Although Fang Chao is not the most powerful person under Huang Jingming's command, he is very thoughtful. Those who can defeat him are not as smart as him, and those who are smarter than him cannot defeat him. In addition, he is Huang Jingming's personal soldier in the army. He was promoted, so he gained the trust of the auxiliary general.
He and Wu Yizhi can be regarded as Huang Jingming's right-hand man and confidant.
"Here!"
Fang Chao answered with a calm expression and cupped his fists.
Wu Yizhi, who was sitting opposite, glanced at Fang Chao, curled his lips and said nothing.
If this upright man knew that Wu Cheng was actually a trap planted by the general, who knows what his expression would be like?
Early the next morning, not long after Wu Yizhi left the camp on a thousand-mile horse, a knight with a red flag on his back also left the camp and galloped towards Shenjing.
