By the side of Xinglong Lake, Zhou Bai was relieved when he saw that Shao Yuan had taken the healing elixir and stabilized his breathing.
Shao Yuan did not take this injury to heart, but pointed in the direction of Dingzhou City, with a slightly complicated expression: "Now that the Tianzhu has fallen, Bojun can immediately change his title to a prince."
Zhou Baichao was sitting in Dingzhou City with a calm chest: "He who benefits the country and benefits the people can be a majestic king, and he who leads a marquis has a legitimate name."
"You don't need to feel sorry for this decadent Dingzhou. This is a general change, and Dingzhou does not need a conservative master like Lei Haomiao."
Shao Yuan took a deep breath and smiled: "This is natural. I just feel a little emotional when I see a country being established and destroyed so quickly."
Zhou Bairan, it is indeed true. Not counting the previous long-term separatist regime, it has been less than half a year since Lei Haomiao established the country.
In turbulent times, fortunes fluctuate. This is true for people, and so is the country.
Only by holding at least one state's land, holding the state's tripod to stabilize one's luck, and claiming the title of duke and king can the country be long-lasting.
Judging from the troubled history of the first five dynasties in the past one thousand years.
For a large country that established a single state, the shortest period was ten years, and generally it lasted for decades. It is not uncommon for some states that separated themselves from Western Shu to have a state period that lasted for hundreds of years.
As for the "true king" who dominated several states or even a region and became emperor, his reign lasted for more than a hundred years, and he was also a frequent guest in the official history of the world.
Of course, it is too far to think about that now. The most important thing at present is to unify Dingzhou. Otherwise, even true kings like Shaoyuan will worry about the longevity of the country.
The current Anbei Kingdom actually has no ability to resist risks like Dingguo.
At this time, a low and sad dragon roar resounded through the sky, and many monks saw a huge red carp cruising above Dingzhou City.
Its body was shriveled, its scales began to fall off, and it was extremely difficult to swim as it was carried away by the wind.
"Sure enough, it's a dragon and carp, the lowest level in the hidden dragon pattern." Zhou Bai raised his eyebrows and said calmly.
There was no way, it was too familiar. The water-veined dragon soul he got back then was a carp, dragon, and elephant, which could only be regarded as a fate.
The Heavenly Pillar of National Fortune has collapsed, and the dragon and carp have nowhere to live. If they hide back in Lei Haomiao's life at this time, they may never have a chance to come out again.
At the moment, it can only scream while desperately trying to gather together the disintegrated national fortune. When the remaining fortune in the sky above Dingzhou City is gone, it will dry up and die like a fish out of water.
"It was not the destiny of the Hidden Dragon and the seal of Daxu that led to the founding of the country. Being able to manifest the image of the carp is already considered a profound foundation of the Lei family, and Daxu tried his best to support it." Shao Yuan explained in agreement.
Yang Shen Zhenjun, to some extent, understands some principles of luck circulation, and with just a pair of Dharma eyes, he is much better than Bu Yuanzi, who has practiced Feng Shui for a lifetime.
Zhou Bai nodded, Shao Yuan was right, the Xinglong Lake Dragon Cave was abandoned, and Lei Haomiao had no place to obtain the Tianding Dragon Qi.
He didn't have the chance to be "reborn" and snatch Sun Yucheng's chance at Tingshan to get the water-veined dragon soul intercepted by the Canglan Water God.
The root of the carp's fate now is still the foundation given by Daxu Fengguo, and it has only gradually grown to this point in the past six months.
Carp, fish, dragon and elephant are good at everything but not good at killing and are not suitable for fighting in troubled times.
Not to mention it was useful, it must have been done deliberately by the Daxu royal family. Most of the people in the world who inherited the dragon spirit of Daxu and became feudal lords were carps, unless they were members of their own family.
Lei Haomiao himself understands this, so he never conscripts himself, but slowly cultivates his dragon energy foundation and waits for the right time.
If the Qianlong destiny person wants to be promoted or change his path, it is nothing more than annexing the same kind of Qianlong. Even if there is no method such as fish-dragon transformation, it can be achieved by winning a few more games.
In fact, Lei Haomiao had already waited for the right opportunity, which was the first recruitment battle.
It's a pity that the opportunity was given to him, but he failed to seize it. He returned failed and gained nothing, and instantly became the weakest party in the Three Kingdoms of Dingzhou.
If he can win the plane recruitment and return, he will bring back not only ordinary luck, but also a large amount of ownerless dragon energy, which is enough for him to escape the fate of ordinary carp.
"It's dragon energy after all, we can't waste it."
The sleeping fish and dragon in this life have long been awakened by the dragon and carp that have nowhere to hide. Now they are salivating and ready to move.
What's wrong with carps, dragons and elephants? Mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are.
But before that, Zhou Bai must first arrange for Shao Yuan to be the first to join the True Lord's fighting force, and must be given corresponding status and respect.
"You now have two choices. One is to accept the Taoist establishment and become a worshiper of the Anbei Taoist Regiment, and temporarily receive support from the fifth grade Qi Luck. Other resources are not counted; the other is not to be a Taoist establishment and become a worshiper of Tianya Pavilion and be responsible. The monks from the Wuding Sect, Xuanwu Sect and other sects as well as domestic casual cultivators can enjoy the support from the sixth grade Qi Lun."
After Zhou Bai finished speaking, he stopped talking and waited for Shao Yuan to think clearly.
In fact, neither choice was explained in detail, but since he has been sitting in Dingzhou all year round and dealing with officials from Daxu and Dingguo, how could Shaoyuan not know the difference?
The first choice will definitely bring more benefits than luck, but it will also have more restrictions. For example, if Zhou Bai arranges a task, it is often difficult for him to refuse.
The second option is to have no establishment and very few restrictions. Of course, the price of freedom is that there are few benefits.
Shao Yuan pondered for a moment, looked into Zhou Bai's eyes and said: "Please allow me to choose to be a worshiper of Tianya Pavilion. At my current level, even ten years of being a worshiper of fifth-grade luck will not help me break through the bottleneck. It is better to let me serve as a sacrifice for Dingguo first." Do something in the spiritual world.”
"Looking at Bojun's behavior, everyone and everything should be under the jurisdiction of the law."
Zhou Bai's expression remained unchanged. Considering Shao Yuan's personality, he was not surprised at all by this choice.
Tianya Pavilion is also a good place to worship. If you need his help with something, you can definitely discuss it. But he heard the underlying meaning. It wouldn't be a bad idea to do something for the practice world first, and then actually join the system later.
"Okay, this is a golden order for worship. If you hold it, you will be blessed with luck. You will also be exempted from the restrictions imposed by the law to a certain extent."
"If you don't want to be involved in the follow-up, I would like to trouble you to go to Cangshan Mountain. I heard that shamans from the Kingdom of Jin often go to Cangbei to peek recently." Zhou Bai took out a golden token engraved with dragon and tiger patterns from his arms. Give the card to Shao Yuan.
A few days ago, Hu Yanhe completed the unification of the northern and southern Jin Kingdoms. He held a pilgrimage ceremony and ordered all tribes affiliated to the Jin Kingdom to come to Yinshan Mountain for pilgrimage.
The first is to worship the holy mountain and offer cattle and sheep sacrifices to the supreme Black Emperor; the second nature is to worship him, Hu Yanhe, and re-enthrone, becoming the only king of the Jin Kingdom.
During the civil war in Jin, although the population and economy suffered heavy losses and the country declined, it also truly trained a group of strong soldiers.
After a majestic military parade, the large and small tribes that had been alienated or even separated from the Jin Kingdom returned again, and their population resources and livestock were greatly replenished.
However, everyone is willing to unite around you Hu Yanhe, of course, to live a better life, to explore and plunder.
Continuing to fight against Rouran and other grassland powers would not only result in little profit, but also the Black Emperor lineage would not agree, so going south became the best option.
Of course, Hu Yanhe has been dealing with Zhou Bai for so long, so it’s still a matter of debate whether he dares to bite this hard nut.
"Thank you, Uncle. I will go to Cangshan Mountain now to see how long it will take for Cangbei to recover." True Lord Shao Yuan did not hesitate, accepted Jin Linghe's mission, and bowed his hands in greeting.
Zhou Bai felt a little relieved. He didn't refuse the first "task", so he should be able to talk later.
Not long after, Shao Yuan escaped from the bamboo forest with a flying magic weapon, while Zhou Bai whistled like a mortal knight.
Moo~
Excited cow-like roars came from the distant clouds, and a fiery red dragon, more than three feet long, with a few patches of white phosphorus on its forehead, rushed towards him with wide eyes.
This was the scene of a horse and dragon that had successfully turned into a dragon. Zhou Bai felt something in his heart just now, so he tried to call out, but he didn't expect it to be really nearby.
A strong wind blew up, and bamboo leaves were scattered all over the ground. Seeing that this quiet place was about to be destroyed, Zhou Bai could only jump up on his own and jumped on Jing Jing's back.
He looked at the sharp scales that were retracting on their own initiative, and the huge dragon head that turned around to flatter itself without looking at the road ahead.
Zhou Bai couldn't help but laugh and said: "Have you had enough playing with the little white dragon?"
"Master, no matter how important the little white dragon is, it is not as important as you. In this final battle to destroy the country, we cannot let you ride on another horse." Jing Jing shot out his barbed tongue, fearing to hurt Zhou. Bo, symbolically licked the back of his hand.
Zhou Bai had no choice but to touch the white phosphorus on its forehead. No wonder he liked the little white dragon.
He asked softly: "Let's go to the camp. You must have mastered the magical power of shrinking your body, right?"
The dragon can be big or small, it can rise or disappear. If it is big, it can stir up clouds and spit out mist. If it is small, it can hide its form. If it rises, it can soar in the universe. If it is hidden, it can lurk within the waves.
Even if Jie Jing is still just a dragon, he should have inherited some of his abilities. After all, he was trained with the blood of a true dragon.
"Master, don't worry, I can not only shrink in size, but also turn into the original form of a dragon..." Jingjing responded confidently.
Just kidding, he likes both the filly and the female dragon. If he can't change back to the dragon horse form, wouldn't it be a big loss of fun?
"Look, there's a dragon in the sky!"
"Idiot, that's just a dragon without horns."
"No, there is someone on the dragon's back, heading towards the camp. Be on guard, be on guard! Gongnu Camp!"
When the dragon came, even the tightly guarded Anbei Army camp was in some chaos.
There is no way. Although ordinary people know that dragons exist, there are still too few real dragons that can fly in the sky. This is at least the third level of dragon inheritance.
The ones they interact with most are the miscellaneous Jiaos in Luanjiao Gorge, and they will be hunted if they make trouble.
The flying dragon is powerful enough, but who is the person who can drive it to attack?
Could it be that he was an important person from the Xian family invited by Dingguo?
Fortunately, a Taoist official soon stepped forward to maintain order: "Get out of the way, everyone, give up your position. Your Majesty is coming on a dragon."
Is it your lord?
The Anbei Army camp was filled with shocked cheers, while the Dingguo defenders huddled in Dingzhou City looked ashen-faced. The monarchs of the two countries were completely incomparable.
In a hazy package of water vapor, Jie Jing carried Zhou Bai to land successfully.
When I looked at it again, I saw that the originally ferocious-looking and huge red dragon had transformed into a proud dragon horse that was ten feet long and eight feet tall.
The whole body is like brocade and charcoal, with a white moonlight on the forehead and a strand of brown hair covering it. There are bony protrusions under the ears, spiral brown hairs everywhere on the ventral side, and the undersides of the four hooves are curved like hooks.
These features that were once exaggerated about the scenery have now become reality. There are tigers on the mountains and dragons in the sea.
This guy holds his horse's head high, blows hot white air, and goes around looking for soldiers in the military camp to praise him. This is his favorite entertainment program.
Now, even though he has transformed into a dragon-horse form, Wei Jing's aura is completely different. He cannot urge the soldiers to update their vocabulary of flattery.
Zhou Bai shook his head and didn't pay much attention. He walked straight into the Chinese army camp and ordered the tent to be raised.
"Starting the diversion operation of the moat from now on, long-range strikes must not be stopped to speed up the loss of spiritual stones in the city protection array..."
Although Dingzhou City's inventory of spiritual stones could not last long because the Taoist priests had been driven too far some time ago, Zhou Bai no longer wanted to delay.
It is possible for Hu Yanhe to attack Liangzhou and Dingzhou. If it falls into a third-line battle, the main force of the Anbei Army must withdraw.
"Issue a reward order to the defenders in the city. Anyone who captures and kills Lei Haomiao will be granted the title of a male of the state... Anyone who rises up in the face of battle will be granted a title of a state soldier and will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins."
Immediately, all units of the Anbei Army responded to the order. Fifty counterweight catapults were bombarded day and night. The remaining crossbows and strong bows were used to capture resources regardless of loss.
The wail of the lucky dragon and carp suddenly stopped, because Zhou Bai's manifested lucky fish and dragon rushed into the sky to fight with the dragon and carp just after his own army destroyed the remaining French net in Dingguo.
How could the Luck Dragon and Carp dare to fight with its own inherent deficiencies and no support now?
But it was useless to run away to avoid the battle. Under the ruthless pursuit of the five-foot-long red and yellow ichthyosaur, most of the flesh and blood condensed with light purple energy was torn off in one bite.
The fighting experience of both sides is completely different.
The fish and dragon leaped, showing their majestic appearance for the first time. Lei Haomiao's dragon and carp completely swallowed Lu Ding's young dragon, but it was not as good as the current fish and dragon.
Soon, in desperation, the lucky dragon carp could only keep the last three points of dragon energy and retracted into Lei Haomiao's life.
The fish and dragon are not angry, and there is no obstruction from the dragon or elephant. It is naturally feasting on the scattered waves of destiny.
Nourished by Dingguo's most essence of luck, the python scales on the body of the luck fish dragon gradually transformed into dragon scales, the fish's tail became slender, and sharp claws grew out of the fragile belly...
The Huajiao Pass in Jingjing has been completed, and the Huajiao Pass in the entire Anbei Kingdom will also be jumped over.
Just one night later, there were many "fire" incidents in the city. It was the ambitious speculators who wanted to take advantage of this to cause trouble.
Although they were suppressed in the end, the hearts of the people in the city were already very clear.
The next day, with Lei Haomiao's acquiescence, Shi Jing, the right prime minister of Dingguo, presided over the surrender and proposed certain conditions to Zhou Bai.
If you promise to be your queen, Lei Haomiao, and the relevant clan ministers, you can save your life and a certain amount of glory and wealth.
Normal ministers can talk about it, but Lei Haomiao cannot talk about his life, he will definitely die.
He is different from Yan Luoke. The latter has only been a county guard for a few years, while the former has been the governor of Dingzhou for many consecutive terms. His foundation is too deep.
No matter how generous he was, Zhou Bai would kill Lei Haomiao and uproot the Lei family.
In the next few days, the escape plans of the Dingguo clan were all cracked by the Anbei Army, and more than seven secret passages were discovered by the peripheral gods.
Lei Haomiao sadly discovered that not only he could only wait for death, but even his clan had nowhere to escape.
(End of chapter)
