"Liangshan actually sent all his troops to help various places?!"
Surrounded by green mountains, a camp was stationed by the river. The weather was strict and the luan bells were ringing. Among them, the general Yao Pingzhong had just received news from various places. He couldn't help being overjoyed and went straight to the tent to pay homage to the emperor.
"Guan family, Jingdong East Road is now empty. If we march straight in, first retake Bianliang, and then search and eliminate the base of the rebels on Jingdong East Road, the remaining rebel rebels will be rootless duckweeds, and we will not be able to survive for long. ”
This Yao Pingzhong was also a general in the frontier army. His hair and beard were all thick purple, and he had a long face and big ears. He was quite strange, especially his fluffy beard, several feet long, scattered and shining, which was very eye-catching.
There were 300,000 border troops stationed on the border between Song and Liao. They were all nominally commanded by Han Shizhong. However, after waiting for many years, there was no real war against the Liao Kingdom. Therefore, what Han Shizhong usually dispatched the most was just away from his commander's residence. The nearby Jiehe Camp.
The tens of thousands of soldiers under Yao Pingzhong were originally stationed farther away and had less contact with Han Shizhong and others. They were the most unbiased ministers selected by the emperor from among the border troops.
However, the emperor, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the tent, on a snow-white bearskin and brocade futon, had no joy on his face after hearing his suggestion. He only glanced at it lightly and said, "Liangshan has so many soldiers and horses. Who is commanding the troops, and which battlefield Guan Luoyang went to, have you found out all these things?"
Yao Pingzhong hurriedly bent down and said: "There are Taoist spies from all over the country. Pay close attention. News will be sent back soon."
"Then you wait for the news to come back before you make any suggestions."
The emperor waved his sleeves to ask him to step aside, closed his eyes and began to meditate quietly.
Yao Pingzhong responded without daring to raise his head. He bent over and retreated all the way out of the tent.
Less than an hour later, he came to the big tent again, held several secret letters in his hand, and talked about the latest battle situation.
The emperor frowned slightly when he heard that top masters from Jiangnan and Jinghu had broken off with the force of mountains and rivers, and that the local rebels had broken through the encirclement and retreated to the west of Beijing.
When he heard that Han Shizhong led his troops all the way south and entered the Liangzhe area, the emperor immediately said: "Is there a border army led by Yang Zhi and others in Liangzhe area?"
Yao Pingzhong said: "Yes, the officials also specially ordered the sworn brother of the last general to hold the emperor's talisman and serve as a supervisor there."
The emperor said: "Let them withdraw the border elites from the two Zhejiang provinces and cross to the west of Beijing. They will cooperate with the border troops in Jiangnan and Jinghu to divide the battlefield and prepare to intercept the retreating rebels from various places."
Yao Pingzhong said quickly: "Are they withdrawing all the frontier troops under their command from the two Zhejiang provinces? The local war situation is already guaranteed to win, so I'm afraid there will be another change?"
The emperor said: "Han Shizhong only has 40,000 men. He will go to Zhejiang and Guangnan. The rebels in these two places are already exhausted. The total number of soldiers and horses of the Jiedu envoys in the two places exceeds 140,000. There is enough food and grass, and the warehouse is full of artillery and ammunition. Let them pay close attention to Han Shizhong's movements, not to attack directly, but only to harass, hold on, and delay. Isn't that still possible?"
"It's not difficult for officials to be wise and steady."
Yao Pingzhong cupped his hands, his tone was slow and sincere, and he was full of good plans and was about to present them to the emperor. "It's just that in the past few days, good news has been reported frequently in Zhejiang and Zhejiang and other places. Although there are rebels in Jiangnan and other places who have broken through, it's nothing." It was just a lucky escape by taking advantage of the situation of the mountains and rivers. It depends on the will of the two Zhejiang armies in the end, maybe..."
The emperor sighed and interrupted him: "You don't have to look. I only use you for your loyalty, not your eyes, let alone your brain. Do you understand?"
During this period, the border army went through changes. Han Shizhong left, but Yao Pingzhong became a close minister of the emperor. He was valued and thought that he could show off his talents to repay the emperor. Unexpectedly, the emperor reacted like this. He couldn't help but show fear and quickly Please forgive me.
In fact, the emperor in his previous life also saw Yao Pingzhong as a brave and loyal man. He was even more impressed by his boldness and spirit, and assigned him to select elite soldiers to resist the Jin army. As a result, he defeated many elite soldiers of the Song army in one battle. They were all destroyed.
Today's emperor naturally can no longer listen to his brilliant strategies to make decisions.
The emperor asked again: "In late September, there was news from the Liao State that Yelu Yanxi was going to abdicate and abdicate the throne. The specific date of the abdication of the throne should be yesterday. I sent someone to find out if there were any twists and turns in the abdication ceremony. Spy are you back?"
Yao Pingzhong took out the bottom letter from the stack of secret letters in his hand and said: "This is also news that just came. There seemed to be no twists and turns on the day of the ceremony. It's just that Yelu Yanxi was more seriously ill. He was carried there that day. of."
"The new emperor is a strange face. He is not the dignitary of the Liao Kingdom that we knew before. However, there are some ridiculous rumors among the capitals of the Liao Kingdom. Some say that their new emperor is possessed by Taizu of the Liao Dynasty, and some simply say that he is possessed by the Liao Emperor. Taizu himself and some important ministers of the Liao Kingdom added fuel to these rumors and seemed happy to see them come to fruition."
The emperor took the secret letter and read it carefully, looked at it, and whispered to himself: "It took only two months, but he actually made it happen... Yelu Yanxi, how come you are not as good as those rebels... "
The emperor, holding the secret letter, fell into deep thought.
There was no trace of Luoyang among the various armies sent out by Liangshan to support him. It didn't take much to guess that he must be waiting somewhere along the route of the imperial troops to Bianliang and Jingdong East Road.
In order to be able to support the rebel armies in various places in a timely manner and maintain the reputation of military discipline among the rebel armies all over the world, he chose to guard the rear area with a pitifully small number of soldiers and horses to carry the elite soldiers of the imperial court with the emperor in charge.
——This is exactly the "unwise move" that the emperor wanted to see the other party make.
Compared with making choices, only joining a few important rebel armies, and ceding territory to rule, the method chosen by Guan Luoyang is undoubtedly more extreme. For the sake of reputation, or for some persistence that makes the emperor sneer, he puts himself in the situation. At great disadvantage.
The emperor almost wanted to laugh, but he actually laughed and said with a smile: "Draw up a decree and send someone to the capital of Liao to borrow generals from Liao!"
"What?!"
Yao Pingzhong was stunned and stunned.
………………
The Song Army's courier delivered the letter from Emperor Tianming to the capital of Liao State as quickly as possible within two days.
In the newly renovated Liao court hall, when the civil and military ministers of Liao heard this letter of credence, they showed the same expression as Yao Pingzhong, with their mouths half-opened and their eyes glazed over.
But they didn't need to cover up as quickly as Yao Pingzhong. Instead, they quickly came to their senses and burst into ridiculous laughter.
"Hahahaha, has the Emperor of Song lost his mind and gone crazy?"
Yelvde beat his chest and abdomen hard and said with a smile, "I want to lend you ten thousand taels of gold and thousands of pairs of cattle and sheep. I want to lend my brave generals from Daliao to fight the rebellion for them. Why don't you just go back and tell your emperor that I, Daliao, are willing to lend you ten thousand taels of gold?" Thousands of elite soldiers, help him govern the country, see if he is willing?!"
When the other ministers in the court heard this, they laughed even louder.
However, the new emperor of the Liao Kingdom, who was sitting high on the throne with an iron-grey face, did not laugh with them. Instead, he studied the letter carefully.
Some people watched their words and expressions and gradually stopped laughing.
Wu Yanguang took a step forward and said first: "Your Majesty, we have spies who have reported back that the rebels in the Song Kingdom have actually been forced to flee by the emperor's troops, and the rear area is already empty. Their emperor's victory The day is just around the corner, but a letter like this is sent, maybe there is another conspiracy."
The new emperor said: "Do you still remember the person who rescued Han Shizhong that day?"
Wu Yanguang said: "I heard that Han Shizhong has also become a member of the rebels. It should be Guan Luoyang's men who rescued him."
"good."
The new emperor said, "He only sent one subordinate to rescue Han Shizhong in front of us. Such a person, even if he raises troops too quickly, has a shallow foundation, has an empty rear, cherishes his reputation, and is strategically stupid, as long as he If I’m not dead yet, who can feel at ease?”
Wu Yanguang said suddenly: "That's why the emperor of Song Dynasty did not hesitate to lend a general to me, Daliao, just to increase the certainty that that person would have no escape and be completely defeated."
Yelu De said seriously: "In this case, the longer they fight, the more beneficial it will be for us in the Liao. A mere ten thousand taels of gold is not worth mentioning in such a major event. We should just sit back and watch."
The new emperor smiled: "Standing back and being too conservative is the behavior of a mediocre person. My warriors must dare to create greater opportunities. If he has an absurd intention and dares to ask, is it possible that there are no heroes in the court who are brave enough to respond?"
All the generals of the Liao Kingdom knew that this was their Taizu Emperor. After spending time together, they were deeply impressed by his courage. At this moment, they were filled with enthusiasm after hearing just a few words.
The generals immediately took the initiative to request orders, and Wu Yanguang's voice was rich and loud, overwhelming the others.
The new emperor smiled and said: "It is precisely because I love you personally that I can take on this important task."
He then personally ordered the generals. From Wu Yanguang down, there were fourteen strong generals, including Arich, Song Mingyu, Tianshan Yong, etc. They made some preparations and set off overnight.
Wu Yanguang was even given the Tang Splitting Whip by him.
This iron whip is five feet and eight inches long. It has twelve sections. The hand guard is carved with a wolf's head. The wolf's eyes are two natural turquoise stones. The handle is like a wolf's body. It was originally the portable weapon of Yelu Abaoji, Taizu of the Liao Dynasty. , has been passed down for two hundred years, and has been sacrificed by royal masters and emperors of the Liao Kingdom in all dynasties. It is the first-class treasure of the Liao Kingdom.
Although Yelu Yanxi was fatuous and incompetent, relying on the three-point power of this important treasure to protect her body, Yelu Dezhong and others did not dare to act rashly until their "Emperor Taizu" arrived.
Wu Yanguang never expected that he would actually get this treasure, and was so grateful that after listening to a few words of advice from the new emperor, he received a reply from the new emperor and set off with his people that night.
For these people, traveling thousands of miles a day was just a matter of leisure. With the envoys from the Song Dynasty leading the way, they had an unobstructed journey and went faster than the envoys came. When they met the ridiculous Song emperor, they were given an oral instruction , I held some official positions in the Song Army and waited in front of the account.
The next day, this army marched towards Bianliang in great strength.
Since being transferred back to the border army, the emperor has been hiding his identity. Even the guard of honor and the large banner representing the emperor have not been remade and displayed. But this time, he no longer hides it.
Wherever the army passed, no matter day or night, there were vague clouds and mist of five colors surging in the sky. Especially in the morning before sunrise and in the evening after sunset, the five-color clouds glowed, extremely gorgeous, and the morale was extremely high.
Until they came to the wasteland in the morning of this day.
According to the map drawn by the imperial court, this place should be a plain where tens of thousands of cavalry can run unscrupulously.
But now, there is a neat row of peaks there, all less than a hundred feet high, but extremely steep peaks, standing there in unison.
The closer the soldiers of the three armies get, the more towering and taller the shadows of those mountain peaks appear, and the more abrupt and disharmonious they appear.
The formation of mountain peaks is not due to nature moving some soil from other places and adding it to this pile, but it is the long-term evolution of the earth, originating from the deformation of the deep underground, breaking, bulging, and uplifting on the surface. Various hills are formed.
Mountains have roots.
It has a foundation that people can take for granted and see naturally, but these mountains don’t have it!
On the edge of these mountain peaks, there is a clearly arched circle of soil, which is the trace formed by the weight of heavy objects. The trace is even very new.
The circle is generally only a few feet high on a slope of soil. The soil is still moist, and there are a large number of fresh, green grass roots that have not lost their vitality mixed in it.
Such abrupt mountains, the closer they get, even when they are only ten miles away, it feels as if they will fall down at any time, or even roll over while maintaining their intact appearance.
Before anyone gave the order, the army's advance became slower and slower. The horses' hooves were dull and dense, until they almost stopped.
Everyone stared blankly at the man-made natural barrier.
If the mountains were created by nature, they would probably be moving forward calmly by now.
One or two peaks can be destroyed by artillery fire, and three or four peaks can be disintegrated by the Taoist priest's magic and spending some time.
No matter how difficult it is, you can always climb over and cross. Anyway, mountains are just dead objects. Things like landslides and mudslides have their limits after all, and they can only be part of the mountain.
but now……
These mountains have proven that they can all move!
Rootless mountains are terrifying, and what is even more terrifying is human association. Mountains have violated the common sense of heaven and earth. So what is inside the mountain, and what is behind the mountain?
Whether it was soldiers or generals, whether it was Yao Pingzhong or Wu Yanguang, they all had many expectations for this war.
Those expectations either make them look forward to it, or make them nervous, or come from their self-confidence, or from their caution.
But no matter which one, in the imagination of Wu Yanguang and others, they should be able to feel their blood slowly getting hot.
But they never imagined that this war would be like this at the moment when the two sides seemed to have met and were about to start.
silence.
In this silence, Wu Yanguang suddenly began to examine a problem.
In the past, under the dynasty's destiny system, the court often targeted individual masters from their minds, using the vast world of mortals to gather the thoughts of an army and impact their spirits.
This method is actually very difficult to kill individual masters, but it will pollute the purity of the immortal way, induce the hidden dangers of the demonic way, and suppress the magic power of the leftist path. Therefore, it often ends with the individual master voluntarily retreating and avoiding.
After the revival of the demonic path, everyone came to a consensus.
Under the control of a general who has stepped into the treasure-bone gods and demons, no master can defeat more than 30,000 elite demon soldiers by himself. Even if the general just barely stepped into this level.
Therefore, if any master wants to accomplish something that affects the overall situation of a country, he needs to rely on the army. They can be an indispensable part of the army and can be the most important vanguard, but they cannot be completely equivalent to the army.
The strong man's sense of existence has always been in a position that is both important but not important enough. They all grew up in such an environment, and subconsciously they also recognized such a position.
To this day, no one has ever seen how far a top expert who prepares for "one man against ten thousand armies" can go in his preparations seriously, without being anxious or impatient?
People who have other choices are often not willing to risk their lives for such a temptation.
People who have no other options often don’t have the opportunity to make preparations. Moreover, because they have no previous experience, they may not know where to make preparations. Prepare elixirs? Prepare magic weapons?
Today, someone who is neither a fairy nor a demon nor a heretic finally showed them the answer.
——The three armies stopped without seeing their true bodies!
In this silence, the gauze curtain of the royal chariot where the emperor was sitting moved, and a low-pitched command came out.
This command was passed on in a relay style, one to one, one to ten, and ten to a hundred. The volume changed from dull to high-pitched, and the emotions climbed from silence to boiling.
"Open the mountains and march."
"Open the mountain! March!"
"Open the mountain!!!"
The army advanced again, and the wasteland trembled under the horses' hooves.
The luck of the imperial dynasty and the turbid energy of the demonic path converged into huge black clouds, covering the sky and the sun. Within the black clouds, there were colorful rays of light.
Yao Pingzhong suddenly screamed and flew up into the sky involuntarily. He felt that all his luck and skill were blending with the black clouds and colorful lights from the outside world. Power that was countless times greater than his own passed through his body. , bringing a load of severe pain that deformed his facial features and made him scream silently.
He is like a pipe, trying to temporarily shape the intangible and insubstantial things into a fixed form, but his pipe is still too fragile and far from enough.
As a result, several of Yao Pingzhong's capable generals had all flown into the air, and then, Tianshan Yong and others from Liao Kingdom also flew into the sky one after another.
On that day, Shan Yong's dharma image of King Junta Liming, who had been practicing intensively, had just emerged from behind, but it was distorted by the turbulent black clouds and turbid air, and lost its original form. The unfamiliar turbid evil energy poured into his body continuously, and then surged. come out.
Wu Yanguang, the only one still on the ground, sensed something was wrong and whipped the Tang Tang whip in the brocade bag behind his back, shaking away the Song Army's luck that had been attached to him not long ago.
But he was too close to the emperor's chariot.
As soon as the Split Tang Whip was raised, the tip of the whip was held by a hand protruding from the gauze curtain.
"General, you are the general I borrowed specially. How can you retreat from the battle?"
"you……"
Wu Yanguang felt an incomparable force coming from the iron whip, throwing him high into the sky.
Colorful lights and black clouds came one after another.
Many generals are connected in the air to form a nearly human-shaped frame. With Wu Yanguang as the head, the evil energy and dynasty luck can finally be mixed and attached to this frame.
The height of the emperor's statue swelled to fifty feet, and directly below was the chariot of the emperor's real body.
The extremely wide black dragon robe hung from the emperor's body, and the hem was connected to the billowing black fog, lingering among the entire army.
When the army charged forward and approached the peaks in front, this huge statue of Dharma controlled the turbid energy of the entire army and suddenly leaned forward.
The Dharma Minister lowered his big hands and each picked up several carts of artillery shells from the army. He was one step ahead of the vanguard and smashed them on the two peaks in front.
Several carts of shells dedicated to the Dragon King Cannon were directly detonated by these two giant palms. The power of the explosion mixed with the crushing power of the giant palms, turned into a huge impact, and pushed down the two peaks dozens of feet high. It broke into huge waves of sand and rolled forward.
If it were bombardment alone, it would never be so detailed.
There is another mountain between these two peaks.
The Emperor's Faxiang clasped his palms together and pushed forward. Purely by the power of the Faxiang, the mountain was lifted off the ground, shattered in mid-air, and thrown forward.
After removing these three peaks, a gap was opened that could barely allow the cavalry to pass.
The rubble and debris scattered in front of them are enough to be climbed up or out of the way with the riding skills of the elite demon soldiers.
The emperor's image had already seen Guan Luoyang holding the wine jar with one hand and drinking heavily at the end of the thick dust.
It's just a mountain peak. No matter how much preparation you make, it's just mud and rotten rocks that will be trampled under your feet.
Others will have the illusion of living in the mountains because of the supernatural power immersed in the mountains, and they will scare themselves.
But I won't...
"The green mountains are like paper, not enough to be your armor. Guan Luoyang, I'm here to kill you."
The right palm of the Emperor's Faxiang stretched forward, and the turbid energy surged all over his body. His arm was stretched to the limit, and his palm expanded even more ferociously, and he chopped it off with one palm.
The cavalrymen below formed one body, like a cast iron city wall pushed horizontally, and were about to rush to Guan Luoyang.
Guan Luoyang's hand that wasn't grabbing the wine jar stretched forward.
Suddenly, dark blue beads flew out from the ground, penetrated the surface soil, penetrated the gravel and sand that had been sprinkled on the ground, and flew towards his palm.
There are four dark cyan beads in a row, from left to right.
In addition to the three peaks that were shattered by the Emperor's Dharma just now, a round bead also flew out from under a peak to the west.
Just as these four spheres flew out, four large pieces of the ground sunk simultaneously.
Who would have thought that there would be a pit and trap right under the mountain? !
The fact that these four hills can stand on the ground depends entirely on the four blue-falling magic beads of Guan Luoyang, which control gravity and prevent them from falling.
After seventy-two days and nights in Bianliang City, without sleep, he only managed to cultivate eight magic beads, four of which were inaction and four of which were blue.
The Biluo Demonic Bead achieved success in one fell swoop, and all the demonic cavalry that were galloping on the ground fell to the ground.
The four magic beads swirled in Guan Luoyang's palm, like a circle of dark blue hollow wheels, facing the giant palm of the Dharma in the air.
There was a loud bang, and the huge body of the Dharma Prime fell back.
"The green mountains are like paper, it's just a letter of challenge to invite you in."
Guan Luoyang broke the wine jar and laughed loudly.
"You bunch of blind people, come here, I will beat you all today!!"
