Jiang Changsheng's sudden appearance caught everyone by surprise, and his ability to soar into the clouds and mist shocked the officials.
When they came to their senses, Chen Li asked excitedly: "Chang Sheng, are you going to spread the beans into an army?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Jiang Changsheng, with anticipation in their eyes.
They had no choice but to rely on Jiang Changsheng.
Naturally, they had heard of the power of spreading the beans into an army, and they could directly defeat the Chen Dynasty.
But now facing the alliance of the Nine Dynasties, and a large number of warriors from the two dynasties, is the Immortal Master's unique skill of spreading beans and forming soldiers enough?
Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said: "Of course not. The enemy has tens of millions of troops, how can they spill so many beans?"
Hearing this, the ministers were disappointed.
"I will go to the battlefield myself."
This sentence immediately caused the hall to explode, and the officials were excited. Some officials even knelt down and worshiped. Most of them were veterans. They knew the magic of Jiang Changsheng best.
Jiang Ziyu said: "Everyone, take control of all the ministries and appease the states. The decisive battle is about to begin. The great scene will not fall, but will only become stronger!"
"Dismiss the dynasty!"
The ministers knelt down and respectfully sent Jiang Ziyu off.
After one stick of incense.
In the imperial study room.
Jiang Changsheng and Jiang Ziyu sat opposite each other and drank tea. Jiang Xiu stood and poured tea for them. He looked at Jiang Changsheng with admiration in his eyes.
Today in the palace, he thought Chao Gang was about to collapse, but he didn't expect Jiang Changsheng to appear and shock the officials. No one dared to shake their morale. This was the first time he had seen such a scene.
Jiang Changsheng asked: "Who is closest to the frontal battlefield?"
Jiang Ziyu understood what he meant and was asking the disciples of Long Qiguan. He replied: "Ping'an and Xu Tianji have already rushed. We originally planned to let the enemy troops in, but the subjects were frightened, so I had to send people to stay on the battlefield of Northern Zhou Dynasty. "
Jiang Changsheng nodded. Ping An and Xu Tianji had his reincarnation marks on them, which made it easier for him to identify the direction.
Jiang Ziyu looked at his father. The depression accumulated in his heart during this period was swept away, replaced by fighting spirit and expectation.
His father is his biggest supporter. He just doesn't want to invite his father at will. He also has his own arrogance. Now he is really at the point of desperation. His father stands up in time and makes him suddenly feel that he is not alone.
With a smile on her face, Jiang Ziyu asked, "Master, how do you fight?"
Jiang Changsheng glanced at him and said: "You are the emperor. You can fight however you want. I will support you as a teacher."
Hearing this, Jiang Ziyu smiled even more, put down the tea cup, and hummed: "Then we will defeat them head-on and fight an unprecedented decisive battle. When the time comes, my father will come to the battlefield to assist Dajing's army!"
He became that high-spirited emperor again who despised the world!
Jiang Changsheng smiled and nodded, and then began to taste tea.
I have to say that the tea in the palace is delicious.
This kid is hiding something secret. He didn't even give his father more of such good tea.
Jiang Changsheng looked at Jiang Xiu and asked, "Xiu'er, are you having a hard time studying government affairs with your father recently?"
Jiang Xiu quickly replied: "Master, my disciple is really struggling, but I will try my best."
Jiang Changsheng nodded, feeling a little regretful. When Wangchen was Jiang Xiu's age, he had already shown very good political abilities.
The three generations of the father and grandson began to chat. It was rare for three generations to live under the same roof. Jiang Changsheng was in a good mood, and Jiang Ziyu was also full of emotion. He was perhaps the happiest emperor. He had his father to protect him when he was in power, and he had two children. He was still building. An unprecedented feat.
Jiang Ziyu glanced at Jiang Xiu and decided something secretly.
Find an opportunity to tell him Jiang Changsheng’s true identity.
No!
From now on, all the princes and princes will have to know about this matter, and it will be passed down from generation to generation as a secret of the Jiang family.
…
In July, the emperor issued an edict, and the armies from various states gathered on the battlefield of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Everyone in Dajing was in danger, and everyone realized that the battle for the life and death of the dynasty was coming.
After Jiang Changsheng helped Jiang Ziyu stabilize his ambition, he came back to continue practicing and wait for the arrival of August.
He believed that the two emperors said that August was August. Even if they attacked Dajing in advance, they still had to face Jiang Changsheng. They would fight as promised, crush Dajing with absolute strength, and annex thirteen states!
Jiang Changsheng was also willing to wait and give the two imperial clans more time to gather more people and make their survival rewards more generous.
As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer pilgrims in Longqiguan. The whole city is noisy and the streets are not as prosperous as before. Many people even move to the south.
Meng Qiu Shuang's father in this life did not leave the capital. He still asked Meng Qiu Shuang to go up the mountain to practice martial arts every day, because she was specially recruited by Jiang Changsheng to go to the mountain. Mingyue took special care of her, for fear that she would be bullied.
Qing Ku, Wan Li and other senior disciples also took turns teaching Qing'er.
If Qing Ku knew that Qing'er was Meng Qiu Shuang, what would he think? Is he disbelief or shocked?
Jiang Changsheng had some expectations in his heart, but he couldn't tell anyone about this, so as not to cause trouble beyond his strength.
…
August is getting closer and closer, and huge armies have gathered on the battlefield of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The two armies are ten miles apart, and they can see each other on the endless wasteland.
In the camp of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the generals of the Nine Dynasties gathered here. The leader was not a general from the Nine Dynasties, but a warrior from Tongwu Valley. His name was Meng Xuan. He was a real god. He was wearing armor and looked like an evil bear. There, his momentum was obviously stronger than other generals.
Meng Xuan practiced with his eyes closed and said, "How many troops have Da Jing gathered?"
A general laughed and said: "It has reached 800,000 now, which is not worth mentioning at all."
The other generals laughed as well. Their troops already numbered tens of millions, which was so spectacular. Da Jing's 800,000 troops were just arms blocking the car in front of them.
"They are still here. Could it be that Immortal Master Changsheng abandoned them?"
"It is possible that Emperor Da Jing still wanted to wait for us to kill Sizhou. Now he has changed his strategy. Not only is the immortal demon path unreliable, but he is also afraid of death, so he can only fight to the death."
"Not only our nine major sects, but also the adults from the two sects are here. No matter how strong the Immortal Demon Dao is, they don't dare to attack us."
"It's a pity, I still want to see his sorcery that turns beans into soldiers."
"Hahaha, I guess it's just some kind of mystery, some kind of martial arts. Those bean soldiers are all transformed by true energy."
The generals laughed happily. Before the Nine Dynasties joined forces, they were very resistant and did not want to be like cattle and horses. Now after joining forces, they felt happy to see this spectacular force.
I will have no regrets in my life to see such a battle!
Meng Xuan didn't speak again and concentrated on practicing.
at the same time.
At Dajing Military Camp, the soldiers in front of each camp were also discussing the upcoming shocking decisive battle. This is a battle that has never happened in the Thirteen Prefectures since ancient times. In the past, it was difficult to encounter a battle with millions of troops. There was no such thing as a battle involving thousands of troops. Thousands of troops.
Just looking at the Northern Zhou military camp, their scalps went numb. In addition to the fighting troops, there were also a larger number of logistical supplies. Therefore, the armies of the Nine Dynasties gathered together, covering an area of more than tens of miles, far greater than the number of tens of millions. It's even scarier.
Ping An sat in front of the fire, holding a huge roasted beef leg to eat. He was the most heartless and not worried at all.
Xu Tianji, Zong Tianwu, and Arakawa stood side by side, looking from a distance, they were all worried.
Zong Tianwu asked: "Your Majesty has gathered forces like this. Could it be that Immortal Master Changsheng wants to take action?"
Arakawa said: "It should come. When the Mahayana Dragon Tower wanted to restore Chu, my master took action. Now that the Great Scenery is about to be shattered, how can he let it go?"
Xu Tianji sighed: "Today is different from the past. The two imperial sects are just waiting for your master to appear."
With Jiang Ziyu ascending the throne, Chaozong is no longer so mysterious. They all know how powerful Chaozong is and how terrifying high-level warriors are. The powerful enemy standing in front of the two Chaozongs now is not the Great King soldiers, but the Immortal Master Immortal.
at this time.
A figure walked from the sea of people. Arakawa glanced at it and was stunned. He blinked and made sure he saw it correctly, and immediately ran over excitedly.
"You brat, why are you here?"
Arakawa came to Ling Xiao and asked excitedly.
Ling Xiao, the genius originally selected by Meng Qiu Shuang from Longqi Temple, was also Jiang Changsheng's young disciple. After reaching Tongtian, he went down the mountain to take revenge, and then there was no news.
Today, Ling Xiao is dressed in black, with a sword on his waist, and his black hair is tied casually behind his head, revealing a slightly weathered face. His temperament has changed. He is no longer the shy young man he was before. He has a fierce momentum. Can't hide it.
Ling Xiao smiled and said: "My family and country are in trouble. I am a disciple of Long Qiguan. How can I not come?"
Arakawa looked at him and said, "Junior brother, why do you feel that you have become stronger?"
Not far away, Xu Tianji and Zong Tianwu were also looking at Ling Xiao. Xu Tianji frowned and murmured: "This kid..."
Very strong!
Xu Tianji felt a hint of danger. You must know that he was in a divine state of mind.
Ling Xiao smiled and said: "In the past two years, I have had adventures and learned a sword technique. When I return to Longqi Temple, I will teach you."
Arakawa became even more curious and pulled Ling Xiao to sit down in front of Xu Tianji and asked him to tell what he had experienced in the past two years.
Not only Ling Xiao, but also warriors coming from behind the camp.
It has been sixty-seven years since the founding of Dajing. Today, most of the martial arts warriors are from Dajing. Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
Compared with the enthusiasm of the Northern Zhou camp, the Dajing camp seemed silent. There were constant scouts between the two armies to monitor the enemy's strength.
Day by day passed.
August finally arrives.
A piercing sound pierced the sky, passed over the heads of the soldiers of Dajing, penetrated directly into the main tent, and stabbed on the sand table. The Qin King Jiang Yu next to the sand table was moved. The soldiers in the tent drew their swords one after another, thinking that the enemy was attacking. .
The gray-haired Jiang Yu is no longer the spirited prince he once was, but is now the commander-in-chief of Da Jing, and he will lead this decisive battle.
Jiang Yu stepped forward, pulled out the arrow, and opened the note on it. After reading it, his face instantly darkened, and he snorted: "Arrogant! They actually reminded me that the war will start at noon in three days. Let me The king is prepared to die!”
As soon as this statement came out, the soldiers were furious and cursed the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
This is a tactic to attack the heart, but they have to bear it and have no other choice.
Outside.
Xu Tianji's face was solemn, he looked at the person beside him and asked, "That arrow just now couldn't even stop you?"
Standing next to him is a man wearing black armor. Although he is old, he has a tall and straight posture and a majestic face. He is Emperor Yang Zhao who once was powerful in the martial arts world.
Emperor Yang Zhao's face was ashen and he said: "We can't stop it, it's too fast."
He was a man of God, and he actually had an arrow that he couldn't stop. This arrow came from the enemy camp ten miles away.
Xu Tianji's heart sank to the bottom.
Soon, Jiang Yu summoned all the generals and informed them that the war would begin in three days.
Facing an army of tens of millions, they didn't even have the courage to attack in advance. Even if they fought in, they would probably be surrounded and killed.
Qin Yu glanced at all the soldiers and said in a deep voice: "In three days, without my king's order, no army is allowed to attack in advance, even if the enemy's horseshoes are about to step on your faces, do you understand?"
"clear!"
All the soldiers said in unison, they had no fear, their eyes were full of determination.
If you die fighting for your country, why should you fear death?
