Yan Wodan came to Xianzhou this time, nominally to surrender to the emperor and submit to the imperial court on behalf of the White Bone Religious Army, but he had no intention of showing weakness at all.
When proceeding to the palace, according to the rules, he had to be restrained and the sealed universe bag was even taken away. Yan Wodan remained motionless and only looked at Liang Xingyang.
Liang Xingyang waved his hand: "I'll take her in. As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to her."
When he was brought in front of the emperor, Yan Wodan did not bow, but instead looked at the emperor Xia Yuanduo.
One of the imperial guards wanted to speak, but Liang Xingyang stopped him before he could speak. He told Xia Yuanduo, "Everything has been decided according to the previously discussed strategy. Fellow Daoist Yan has already agreed. I brought her here to discuss the counterattack strategy. "
After he finished speaking, he let all the irrelevant people out, including the imperial guards, leaving only five people: him, Yan Wodan, An Luoyi, Xia Cunxu, and Emperor Xia Yuanduo. They took out the map and started to agree on a time.
In fact, nowadays, Liang Xingyang, An Luoyi, and Xia Cunxu make the final decisions on major national affairs, and the emperor can only listen and then approve.
In fact, it was the three of them and Yan Wodan who were studying how to counterattack.
Yan Wodan saw that Liang Xingyang's words were more effective than the emperor's. The imperial advisor with tens of millions of followers in the court and the regent who held military and political power were both his disciples. The court was almost controlled by him. He knew this. It's almost settled.
The main reason she came to Xianzhou this time was to see what Liang Xingyang's status was in the court and whether he could keep his words.
Liang Xingyang showed full sincerity, and Yan Wodan was not pretentious. She had followed her father in leading the army in wars since she was a child, leading the crowd to fight. From the first few hundred people to the millions later, she had more war experience than An Luoyi. , the same goes for coaching experience.
She pointed on the map with a snow-white finger, analyzing the general framework of the strength and weakness of both sides from the perspective of time, geography, people and people, and then explained in detail one place and each team, and the situation on the battlefield. Everything is well understood.
The five people studied for more than two hours in total before formulating the counterattack strategy.
The emperor let the eunuchs in, issued an imperial edict, and formally appointed the man provided by Yan Wodan as the chief military officer. A series of personnel appointments followed. Luo Zhongqi was appointed governor of Duiyuan and also served as military supervisor.
After finishing the business, we should leave some food, but Yan Wodan didn't eat: "It's getting late, I have to go back. Even the bandits in the north of the mountain will come at any time. I can't leave for too long. Let's work hard and strive for it. Let’s meet up as planned as soon as possible!”
She said goodbye to everyone, said goodbye to Liang Xingyang, and then left through the air with her sword.
Starting from the next day, An Luoyi and Xia Cunxu took out all the things promised to Yan Wodan from the treasury, handed them to Luo Zhongqi, and asked Luo Zhongqi to lead three thousand elites, automatically go west, and then follow the path to browse the jade. Xiaoshan went to Kunyuan and joined forces with Yan Wodan.
At the same time, in order to reduce the pressure on Yan Wodan's side, Xia Cunxu mobilized the troops of the ten towns, divided them into ten groups, and launched successive attacks on the north bank along the Huangting River.
The Lianshan Sect's current strategy is "defend from the east and attack from the west." The eastern front will defend with all its strength against the attacks of the Great Xia court, while the western front will fully attack the White Bone Army.
Now the Xia army crossed the river ten times, constantly harassing the towns controlled by the Lianshan army, and immediately ran away after one round of fighting.
Liang Xingyang and An Luoyi stood in the clouds and looked down, watching each other's arrangements and the deployment of various armies. They were like satellites, taking in all the changes in the mountains, rivers and land.
The Lianshan Cult worshiped the demon gods, sprayed clouds and mist, and found a large number of surrendered practitioners to cast spells, summoning a large number of clouds and mist to cover the sky.
Liang Xingyang and An Luoyi saw in the sky that a large amount of clouds appeared in the north of the Yangtze River, stretching across the six states, blocking the military deployment below.
Liang Xingyang said: "These guys are really all kinds of monsters, snakes and rats. Let me sweep them away."
An Luoyi smiled and said: "Master, I don't need you to do anything, let the disciples do it."
Liang Xingyang said: "It is not easy to clear away the clouds that stretch tens of thousands of miles away. Even I have to use magic weapons to do it."
An Luoyi said: "Let me give it a try. At least I have tens of millions of wishes."
He began to cast spells, making seals with his hands, and speaking
I muttered words, and then nine golden flames appeared in the clouds below. The sparks flashed, and each flame divided into nine, becoming ninety-nine and eighty-one. Then it flashed again, divided again, and so on, spreading rapidly. go.
In an instant, billions of sparks filled Jiangbei, flames swirled and burned, and light began to bloom in each flame.
The flame was only as big as a thumb, and the aperture that bloomed was only as big as the mouth of a bowl. The aperture behind it expanded rapidly, and all the clouds were immediately dispersed wherever the aperture passed.
An Luoyi had more than a thousand vows in his body, so at least ten million people were chanting him and worshiping him. At this time, he used the method of "thousands of lights, golden lamps shine" to manifest 4.78 million people. There are two thousand nine hundred and sixty-nine lanterns. Each lantern has a halo as big as a mountain peak. The stars are brilliant and spread out in all directions, like a shining star river spanning tens of thousands of miles. Sweep it away!
The monks from the side sect who were controlling the clouds below quickly gathered together and looked up at the spectacular sight.
The clouds were formed by the sacrifices of the Lianshan Sect and the monks from the side sect. At this time, the clouds were broken and burned dry. The altars suffered backlash and burned with a roar, from Mingzhou in the Central Yuan Dynasty to the coast of the East China Sea. Hundreds of altars in towns and villages burst into flames at the same time, and the magical instruments in the hands of the priests burned.
The priests of Lianshan sent messages one after another, notifying the monks of the side sect to prepare to cast spells a second time to counteract.
There were more than three hundred monks from the side sect. They gathered together and received the order. They all looked at each other and said something nice and loyal, but no one was willing to take action.
Soon, the priest from Lianshan came again and ordered them to fly into the sky and kill the two boys who were practicing magic.
These monks kept smiling bitterly, but no one moved.
Some acquaintances gathered together and discussed in twos and threes: "Tianbao Taoist is the master of the mountain with lightning, defeated Shang Qionghua and beheaded Bai Qiongyu, the leader of Baiyang Sect. What ability do we have? Dare to go up and kill people? What else?" Even the leader of the Golden Lamp Sect is not a fuel-efficient lamp..."
Others pointed to the stars in the sky and said with a smile: "It is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp!"
An Luoyi swept away tens of thousands of miles of clouds, then pressed his hands down, and the countless sparks suddenly fell down. The altars in the towns along the river exploded into balls of fire one after another with "bang bang bang". The person who presided over the ceremony The priests felt their chests were suffocating, and they spewed blood.
