Night falls.
The stars are shining brightly.
Continuous tents appeared in the field of vision, one flag after another fluttering in the wind, exuding a strong fighting spirit to the extreme.
The old man in armor sat on the Mo Qilin and looked up at the sky. It had been more than a month since he arrived here. He thought that the rebellion of the 72 princes was just a bunch of local chickens and dogs.
As long as the army moves out.
Get here.
It can collapse at the first touch.
However, the real situation is as expected. The troops under the command of the 72 princes are not strong to begin with, and in addition, they appear to be somewhat scattered.
Facing the army of imperial conquest.
They suffered heavy casualties, abandoned their helmets and armor, and looked extremely embarrassed. However, at every critical moment, a force always appears, and this force is extremely powerful.
They can do it on their own.
Turn the entire battle around.
Let his army fall into a bitter battle.
There is a sad look in his eyes, his thoughts are flying far away, and his eyes see places that others cannot see. The king has gone through many administrations over the years, and various signs have shown that he is very capable. However, when he led his troops to conquer Beihai, he staged a farce.
The Virgin Mother Nuwa even blessed the Kingdom of Zhou.
Seeing that a civil war affecting the entire human race is about to begin.
now.
But the army was stuck in the quagmire and could not extricate itself.
Deep in my heart, I couldn't help but feel extremely irritable.
The country is already empty.
The defense forces in various places have already been reduced to the limit.
At this juncture, the king also recalled the princes and general soldiers from all over the country to Chaoge. This was not an excellent opportunity for those with evil intentions.
The more I think about it, the more upset I become.
Looking straight ahead, it was an extremely strong city that could be easily destroyed or even captured several times. However, at every critical moment, there will always be some unexpected changes.
There are practitioners who join this war and stand unswervingly on their opposite side. Although many things are unclear, the only thing that is certain is that they are not from Jiejiao.
Compared to others.
In my mind, I have a more thorough understanding of the muddy waters of the prehistoric era, because it all comes from my early experience of seeking the Tao. Strictly speaking, Saint Tongtian is his master. This kind of status is enough to move sideways, not only in the middle of the court, but also in the entire prehistoric era.
No matter who is standing behind you.
There will be a price to pay.
"To report to Grand Master, there is an Immortal who calls himself Zhao Gongming. He is bringing his three junior sisters, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao, to ask for an audience outside the military camp." A soldier quickly ran over and faced Mo Qilin who was sitting there. The people above bowed down to report.
Wen Zhong was stunned for a moment and did not react. The name seemed vaguely familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere.
But the next moment.
Suddenly he woke up: "Are they members of the Jiejiao cult?"
"According to what the four immortals said, he is indeed a member of the Jiejiao Cult." replied the soldier who came to report.
All the news came together, his identity was revealed, and all the pressure on him disappeared without a trace. I thought that Saint Tongtian issued a decree that all Jiejiao disciples would not be allowed to set foot in the world of mortals.
It seems now.
The message is wrong.
I, the Great Shang, no longer fight alone in the world, but have a true ally: "Please come quickly!" Before he could finish his words, Wen Zhong had already urged Mo Qilin: "This matter is important. I should go and greet you personally.”
Finished.
Then he walked towards the outside of the military camp.
"Jie Jiao disciple Wen Zhong pays homage to all the masters!" The voice had already sounded before the people arrived, and the outline of a black unicorn gradually became clearer.
"I have heard before that Senior Sister Jin Ling has accepted a good disciple, and now it seems that he is indeed an outstanding disciple." Looking at the person in front of him, Zhao Gongming showed a satisfied look. Although he looked like an old man, he was really Age, in front of himself and his three junior sisters, is nothing more than a doll.
It’s just the majestic luck of the human race.
Enough to qualify him to be on an equal footing with himself.
"Ashamed!"
Wen Zhong felt a little embarrassed when they praised him. After a slight hesitation, he asked the question he was most concerned about: "Originally, the things in the world of mortals did not dare to disturb the spiritual cultivation of all uncles. However, the situation in the Beihai war is complicated and confusing, and there seems to be traces of monks. Only then, as a last resort, wrote A letter is sent to Master."
"If I'm not wrong, this letter is in the hands of Senior Sister Jin Ling. It's like a mud cow drowning in the sea, without any news." Bixiao interjected with a smile on his face.
Wen Zhong was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that the four uncles came here because of the master's request, but now it seems that is not the case: "Dare to ask..."
"Respect your senior brother and your uncle! According to Taoist Duobao's decree, we are here to help you." Zhao Gongming explained to Wen Zhong.
I heard 4 words from Taoist Duobao.
Wen Zhong looked surprised.
This person is actually in charge of Jiejiao.
"Behind the seventy-two princes of Beihai is a great sect of saints located in the west. Now that we are here, there is absolutely no reason to stand by and watch." After saying this, one beam after another of light emerged, and then fell on The ground turned into magical treasures all over the ground.
"This is what your uncle asked me to bring you."
"It can be handed over to you human monks to use it to repel the Western religions and followers who support the princes of the North Sea."
Looking at the treasures all over the ground, the eyes of the soldiers on the left and right were straightened. As for Wen Zhong, although he has seen some great things in the world, he has already forgotten everything at this moment.
"We will be in your army during this period. If necessary, we can take action. There is only one purpose now, and that is to wipe out the 72 princes as soon as possible and lead the army back to Chaoge City." Zhao Gongming's voice shocked them Back to reality.
"Gulu!"
Wen Zhong swallowed hard and forced himself to calm down. He felt indescribable gratitude in his heart for Jie Jiao's warm gesture: "Four uncles, please come in!"
"please!"
"please!"
Many generals who came after hearing the news bowed and saluted when they saw this scene, and then they were blinded by the treasures on the ground outside the military camp.
originally.
The two armies faced each other.
The main force of the Shang Dynasty crushed 72 princes.
The reason why they didn't bite it off was because there was a force of monks behind them who were desperately supporting them. Now the immortals from Jiejiao have come, and they have brought so many treasures.
They couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"Send the order! Starting from tomorrow morning, let me attack the city day and night. I will wipe out all these princes within three months." The majestic voice stirred in the entire military camp.
A large number of human monks ran out to pick out the treasures, feeling the majestic power inside, and the joy on their faces became even stronger.
There is also a good chance of winning tomorrow's battle.
