In a flash, another three days passed.
The day agreed by the heads of forces of all parties to meet with the First Emperor has arrived.
More than thirty miles east of Lishan Mountain, in a deserted mountain forest, a few yellow sheep, which had just spent a long winter and lost a lot of weight, were leisurely eating the green grass on the ground with their heads down.
These yellow sheep are not other yellow sheep, they are the yellow sheep that were frightened away when Yuxu Guan came.
That day, these yellow sheep were so frightened that they ran seven or eight miles in one breath. Then, they wandered around and came to this area for more than a week.
Suddenly, a three-foot-long sword that was as red as a flame, with an astonishing sword light, quickly passed over the mountain forest. The undisguised sword energy easily tore apart all the trees along the way.
Just when a few yellow sheep were unable to move due to the pressure of the sword energy that had not yet fully arrived, and could only wait to die on the spot, the red sword suddenly converged the sword energy and hovered in mid-air.
After a while, the warm spring breeze, carrying the rich aura of wood, blew from the southeast. The trees that had been destroyed regained their vitality and regained their greenness at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A flash of light blue light flashed, and a young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe appeared on a fresh branch.
It was none other than Cao Yi.
In the past two months, he had spent a lot of energy in order to connect with the Red Sky Sword and to master the Qingdi Muhuang Technique among the five great demon powers.
Of course, the harvest is also impressive, and the strength has more than doubled.
When encountering a scene surrounded by hundreds of tanks again, it will never be like last time. They did not dare to receive the shells and hid far away for the first time. They could only remotely control Yelu Zhigu.
Rumble...a sound unique to airplanes came from the blue sky.
"coming"
Cao Yi raised his head and saw a plane flying over at a reduced altitude, with the blue sky and white sun flag clearly painted on it. Needless to say, it was sent by President Jiang, or Principal Jiang, the president of Kaishen Logistics, the largest logistics company in China in the 20th century. People, here we are.
There was another roar, and another plane was coming.
This time the five-color flag of the Beiyang government was painted, and it is not known which of the coalition forces came. It was Zhang Liuzi, commander of the Northeast Army, Feng, the commander of the Northwest Army, who defected, or Yan Laoxi, the commander of the Shanxi-Sui Army.
"Baa, baa..."
Several sheep calls were heard.
Cao Yi moved his eyes and saw several yellow sheep running and swinging into the forest.
"Hey, the backs of these yellow sheep look familiar!"
Cao Yi said to himself.
Boom, another plane flew over.
"It's time to go back"
Cao Yi thought.
The Chixiao Sword, which was parked in mid-air, came to the side of the foot in a flash of lightning.
Cao Yi jumped lightly, stepped on the Chixiao Sword, and flew in the direction of Lishan Mountain.
The journey of more than thirty miles was completely trivial for a flying sword flying at full speed. In just a moment, they arrived at the vast Lishan military camp and in front of an ordinary military tent.
After soaking in the Fountain of Youth, Li Wanhua, whose skin was as fair as a female college student from a wealthy family, was waiting in front of the military tent, looking a little anxious.
"Adjutant Li, what do you want from Pindao?"
Cao Yi landed lightly on one side and asked aloud.
Li Wanhua was startled by the sudden sound. She put her hand on the holster of her gun and turned around. When she saw it was Cao Yi, she put it down again.
He saluted and asked with a respectful look: "Taoist Master, Your Majesty sent me to ask you, do you want to go to watch the ceremony to build the army?"
"Watch the ceremony and build the army?"
What Ying Zheng said not long ago immediately came to Cao Yi's mind: In two days, when the heads of various forces arrive, I will announce that all local armies will be abolished and all will be mixed into the Chinese Army, which will be directly commanded by me.
"Observe the ceremony and build the army"
Li Wanhua mistakenly thought that Cao Yi didn't hear clearly and repeated the sentence.
"Go, Pindao just wants to see the military might of the newly formed Chinese Army."
Cao Yi said with a smile.
"The car is over there, let's go there"
Li Wanhua pointed towards a military vehicle parked not far away.
"Not urgent"
Cao Yi turned around and entered the military tent.
Although Lishan Airport is not far from the military camp, it will take some time to go up the mountain and get here. It's too early to go at this time.
Li Wanhua opened her mouth but said nothing.
After about twenty minutes, Cao Yi came out of the military tent.
Without saying anything, he directly wrapped Li Wanhua with spiritual energy and left the military tent.
In a blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the Chinese army's tent.
There were soldiers standing outside, half with cold weapons and half with hot weapons. However, in spirit, cold weapon troops are superior to hot weapon troops.
Suddenly, a man walked out of the Chinese army's tent. It was none other than Yang Huting.
"Taoist Master, please"
Yang Huting made a gesture of invitation.
Cao Yi walked over with a calm expression.
Li Wanhua saluted Yang Huting, turned around and left. At her current level, she was not qualified to participate in such an important gathering.
Entering the military tent, the people you see are very complex. There are Chinese, some foreigners, some wearing military uniforms, wearing mandarin jackets, and some wearing ancient costumes. In total, there are nearly a hundred people, and the most eye-catching ones are the leaders of the four major forces. , Jiang Baldy, Zhang Liuzi, Feng defected, Yan Laoxi, the top position belonging to Ying Zheng is still vacant.
"Taoist Master, here"
Yang Huting pointed to a position next to Ying Zheng.
Cao Yi walked over without hesitation and sat down. Immediately I felt burning eyes.
Cao Yi, who had long been accustomed to being treated like this, didn't take it seriously and sat with a calm expression.
After about six or seven minutes, a loud and powerful voice came: "Your Majesty, here."
Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the entrance of the Chinese army's tent.
Cao Yi also raised his head.
Soon, Ying Zheng, dressed in black armor and with the Emperor's Sword hanging on his waist, walked in at a fast pace.
After arriving at the table, he sat down, glanced around sharply, and said bluntly: "I want to abolish all local armies and combine them into the Chinese Army, which will be directly commanded by me. Who is in favor and who is against it?"
After a few seconds of dead silence, the whole place became chaotic, but within two minutes, it became quiet again.
Feng defected and winked at a thin, ordinary-looking middle-aged general.
"I object"
The thin, ordinary-looking middle-aged general stood up and said loudly.
Ying Zheng raised his eyelids, then lowered them: "It's a scam."
"Ying Zheng, although your army is powerful, we are not vegetarians. We invited many experts this time. Well, what did you just say?"
The middle-aged general realized something was wrong halfway through speaking.
At this time, two Qin soldiers came in from outside, dragged the middle-aged general out of his position very roughly, and walked outside.
"Let me go, let me go..."
"Everyone, Ying Zheng dares to do this to my third best friend today, and he will dare to do this to you tomorrow. Let the people you invite take action as soon as possible."
"Commander-in-Chief, save me"
…
The middle-aged general struggled and shouted.
No one present said a word.
Soon, the middle-aged general's voice faded away.
Ying Zheng looked around and asked indifferently: "Who else is there?"
