Liang Xingyang discussed with An Luoyi how to deal with the Lianshan Sect.
An Luoyi said: "Master, I now possess the power of thousands of wishes. I can deal with at least two of the demon gods of the Lianshan Sect."
Liang Xingyang nodded: "With our master and apprentice together, those demons and gods should not be a problem, but we also need the cooperation of ground troops."
The two of them found Xia Cunxu again.
As the regent, Xia Cunxu had control over the military and political affairs, mainly training troops. During this period, he integrated the original troops and recruited and trained a large number of new troops. A total of 620,000 troops were obtained, divided into twelve towns, consisting of thirty-six Commander Lu.
This is already the limit of the troops that the Jiangnan region can send, and with the strong assistance of the Golden Lantern Sect, there is a steady stream of military supplies, and many believers are actively joining the army.
"It's just that most of the 620,000 are new recruits." Xia Cunxu said worriedly, "Although we are using the old to lead the new, if we really fight, I'm afraid... it will take at least half a year to truly form combat effectiveness. There are also various types of Crossbows and artillery also take time to build."
Liang Xingyang nodded and asked about the matter in the southwest: "Do you think it is possible for us to join forces with the White Bone Sect and deal with the Lianshan Sect together?"
An Luoyi glanced at Xia Cunxu, and then said to Liang Xingyang: "The Lianshan Sect was also severely damaged in the past, and now they are also working hard to accumulate energy. They plan to completely wipe out the White Bone Sect, occupy the southwest, and form three sides of us. Although the large-scale troops could not cross Yuxiao Mountain during the siege, the mountains were exactly where those demons and gods came into play.
As long as the White Bone Sect exists for one day, his West Route Army will not dare to move eastward along the Yangtze River with peace of mind and come out of Fengxiang Gorge to cooperate with the Central Route Army to attack us. Otherwise, if the White Bone Sect blocks the west and we block the east, they will become a turtle in the urn. . The benefits of joining forces with the White Bone Sect are obvious, but..." After he finished speaking, he looked at Xia Cunxu again.
The White Bone Cult dug through the Taizu Imperial Tomb, which was equivalent to digging up the ancestral graves of the old Xia family. They also captured Yujing City, forcing the Immortal Emperor to commit suicide. They broke into the Yuping Palace and killed Xia Cunxu's parents. Although the people in the house are not direct members of the White Bone Sect, they still fight under the banner of the White Bone Sect.
It can be said that there is a mortal feud with the old Xia family. An Luoyi may not care about the current emperor Xia Yuanduo, but he must care about Xia Cunxu, not only because Xia Cunxu is the current regent and the commander-in-chief of the Sixty-Two Emperors. Wan Dajun, especially because Xia Cunxu is his senior brother.
Xia Cunxu knew what he meant and immediately expressed his position: "Junior brother, there is no need to be like this. Anyway, we are all protecting the Xia family. As long as we can revive the Xia family and return it to the old capital, I will definitely support it."
He is a sensible person and knows that everyone is fighting like this and throwing their lives and blood. Although they have driven away the demon gods and prevented their souls from being eaten by the demon gods and wantonly massacred, after taking back the world, the emperor's surname will still be Xia.
The three of them came up with a plan on the spot, and Xia Cunxu took it to the emperor Xia Yuanduo that night. After Xia Yuanduo agreed, he invited the cabinet ministers to discuss it together.
A proposal has the seals of Liang Xingyang, the great scholar of Taiji Palace, the seals of An Luoyi, the leader of the Golden Lantern Sect, and the seals of the Regent Xia Cunxu. Together with the emperor's red pen and ink, this matter has basically become a proposal. It was a foregone conclusion. Naturally, no one among these ministers would come to oppose the decision and passed it unanimously.
After passing, Liang Xingyang had to handle the matter. He took the edict and flew to Southwest Kundi to find Yan Wodan.
The situation here in Yan Wodan is very bad. The Lianshan Cult's current strategy is to defend from the east and attack from the west. In the east, they will set up defenses along the Huangting River to prevent the Xia army from crossing the river and marching north. At the same time, they will mobilize more demon gods to attack Yuping with heavy troops. Guan, Yan Wodan and the others struggled to support them.
There are many mountains on the Kundi Plateau, and the population is far less than that of the Central Plains. The wish power blessed by Yanwodan Yuanshen Dharma Body is not enough, and the ability has declined.
She held several large-scale sacrifices in succession, summoning all the deceased people in the six states of Kunyuan. Zombies and bones simply emerged from the soil and staggered towards Yuping Pass.
Those who were killed by the Lianshan Cult in the past, whether they were the rebels of the White Bone Cult or the officers and soldiers of the Great Xia Dynasty, came back to life one after another, more fierce and cruel than before. They roared like wild beasts and fought to the death with the enemy again!
"There is no blue sky above my head, no earth under my feet, no clothes to protect me from the cold, no grain to feed my belly... I have only my white bones, and my spine can reach the sky! Only my white bones, my feet can touch the earth! My bones can be broken, but my breath will last forever..."
The still alive Bone Cultists chanted the Bone Hymn while holding weapons to fight against the demon god.
They originally had nothing but a passion and a little faith.
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There used to be more than a million bones in the army, but now there are only a few thousand living people left, and the rest are zombies and skeletons.
They still unite around Yan Wodan. No matter whether they are dead or alive, they will never bow to the enemy!
When Liang Xingyang arrived, Yan Wodan was setting up a large formation, with a large altar in the center and piles of bonfires surrounding it. The flames were all green, reflecting the sky and the earth in green.
The bone mages waved their skeleton staffs and cast spells next to the bonfire, and the military camps were scattered among the bonfires.
Liang Xingyang looked from a distance and saw Yan Wodan wearing a plain white gauze dress, with disheveled hair and bare feet, holding a White Yang sword and dancing on the altar.
Yan Wodan looks simple and elegant, with the bright moonlight above his head, a shining fairy sword in his hand, and surrounded by piles of green bonfires.
The whole scene has an extremely strange beauty.
While they were dancing, Yan Wodan suddenly turned his head and looked here: "Who is it? Is it you?"
Liang Xingyang flew into the air: "It's me! I'm here again."
Yan Wodan looked up at him, his eyes a little complicated, and stood up with his sword put away: "I thought you wouldn't come."
Liang Xingyang didn't quite understand what she meant: "You knew I was coming?"
"Originally, I thought I knew it, but I guessed wrong last time. I dare not guess again this time."
Liang Xingyang smiled and said, "Guess again, what if you guess it right?"
Yan Wodan looked him up and down and took a deep breath: "You...are you here with the imperial edict to Zhaoan me?"
Liang Xingyang was slightly surprised, then raised his thumb: "You are so amazing! You can actually guess it."
"Ha." Yan Wodan chuckled, "What did the emperor say? You can't just give us an empty title and let us surrender, right?"
Liang Xingyang pointed downwards with his finger: "I don't dare to go down to your altar easily. Let's find a suitable place to talk."
"That's fine." Yan Wodan's words revealed a strong sense of exhaustion. She flew down from the altar and arrived in front of the largest Chinese military camp. "Come on, let's talk here."
