Chapter 211: Jingtai's Plan to Recruit the Pacification

Yang Qi was very proud.

The messenger of plague in the south, the god of the plague department in the Eight Classics of Zheng'er. He is responsible for the diseases of the living beings and is involved in the punishment of life and death.

The original method of controlling insects and dispersing plagues was blessed by the list of gods, and its power increased more than ten times, and many mysterious changes occurred.

Hearing that the Immortal Chief came to southern Xinjiang to seek revenge, he wanted to charge into battle immediately.

Zhou Yi slowly said: "I have many enemies, including evil Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, demons and fairies..."

Yang Qi's expression gradually solidified. It was not because he was afraid of shrinking back, but because he was slapped in the face three times in a row today. He definitely didn't read the almanac when he went out.

"This time I came to southern Xinjiang to find the barbarian witch god and settle the cause and effect!"

Zhou Yi was neither a gentleman nor a villain.

If you can retaliate on the spot, do it on the spot. If you can't retaliate on the spot, do it from morning to night. If you can't avenge it temporarily, you can tolerate it for ten years.

The Qingqiu Fox Clan has been inherited for nearly a million years. The ancestral land is called the dragon's pond and the tiger's den. It is necessary to accumulate mana and practice.

The Witch God is a polished commander with little background. The history of the unification of the Southern Barbarians is not as long as it lasts, and is classified into the category of "from morning to night."

"This guy, the Witch God, is not a son of a human being!"

Yang Qi immediately gritted his teeth when he heard this. The Witch God promised to save lives, but he regretted it immediately.

Then I thought about it, if the Witch God came to take action and fight with the immortal, I would most likely lose my soul and not be able to get on the list of gods. .

Zhou Yi asked: "How much do fellow Taoists know about the witch god?"

"If it's other true immortals, we don't know much about them. However, the Witch God has repeatedly recruited trails, and the Ten Thousand Insect Valley is close to the barbarians, so he has eavesdropped on a lot of news."

Yang Qi said: "The witch god is the only god of the Southern Barbarians. Four hundred years ago, he met Emperor Guangming Zhongxing when he reached the threshold of promotion to ghosts and gods. Daqian's soldiers defeated the Southern Barbarians, destroyed a large number of witch temples, and cut off his power of Shinto. road."

"Who would have thought that this guy was so lucky that when his body was destroyed, he unexpectedly acquired the inheritance of ghost immortals from the underworld and transformed into a ghost immortal. Because of Emperor Guangming's incident, he hated Daqian deeply. Since then, barbarians have repeatedly invaded southern Xinjiang. ”

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and asked: "Shinto cultivation of incense and vows, once contaminated like gangrene attached to the bone, can ghosts and immortals be able to remove it?"

"The power of a living being's will is hard to eradicate even if it becomes an immortal!"

Yang Qi said: "It is speculated that after the witch god became a ghost fairy, he reorganized the barbarians, offered sacrifices and built temples, just to make up for the damage to the god's body."

"I see."

Zhou Yi thought for a moment, waved his hand to take back the list of gods, and said: "Fellow Taoist, please go find out where all the witch temples of the barbarians are."

"Don't worry, Immortal, Xiaodao will definitely be able to handle this matter."

Yang Qi bowed and saluted, then turned into purple and green smoke and disappeared.

…

Jiulong Mountain.

The insect swarm was wiped out, and the entire valley was burned by real fire and turned into the shape of glass.

Many god-refining experts still dare not relax, and their spiritual consciousness scans over and over again to avoid missing anything.

"The demon has lost his soul. According to the established plan, His Highness has led the troops south."

Xuanji received the instructions from Zhouyi and stepped forward and said: "You should return to the army quickly, so as not to delay the fighting opportunity."

After everyone heard this, they intentionally searched for the relics of the ghost. The old demon had accumulated countless treasures over the centuries. Seeing that Qin Qiong, San Wu and other four first-class people had turned into escaping light and flew away, it was a pity that they cast a spell to catch a large piece of glass and quickly caught up with them.

Is there any benefit in grabbing a handful first?

Moreover, this glass is refined with the bones of strange insects and monsters, and it is a good spiritual material when given to disciples and disciples.

Half an hour later.

Everyone returned to the Chinese army camp and had already marched hundreds of miles south.

The magic weapon building and the ship were loaded with soldiers, and under the auspicious light of the formation, they crossed the puppet border and entered Anzhou.

More than ten other soldiers were responsible for destroying the city and fortifying the city, and were responsible for capturing the cities outside Anzhou. After occupying the city, the third-level masters in the army gathered at the Chinese army camp and joined forces to attack Anzhou.

It's approaching evening.

On the warship built by the Mohists, Li Le looked at Dingxiang City, the second largest city in Anzhou, from a distance.

"Break Dingxiang City and move to Anbei City. The three major towns in Anzhou occupy the second one. They are the horns of each other. Hypocrisy will not be broken soon!"

Li Le said: "I'd like to trouble you all to take action and capture Dingxiang quickly, without giving Anbeicheng a chance to breathe, and try to reduce the casualties of soldiers as much as possible."

"As you command!"

Qin Qiong and others took the order and turned into escaping light and flew towards Dingxiang City.

Anzhou had fought wars with the barbarians for years, and Dingxiang City was as heavily fortified as a military town. However, those who attacked were only high-ranking men of the third rank.

Dingxiang City's defensive formation only withstood a combined attack from four first-grade warriors before it suddenly shattered into pieces.

There are two third-level martial artists and a second-level evil monk stationed here.

This evil monk has a fleshy face, a ring on his head, disheveled hair, and a string of white bone rosary beads hanging around his neck. When he saw monks attacking the city, he waved his hand and threw his rosary beads, which transformed into giant skulls, wailing and spewing magic smoke to kill them.

The evil monk rolled up his cassock, turned into black smoke, and escaped underground.

The Dharma light in the sky is strong, and many of them are comparable to evil monks. There are also four people with terrifying auras, who are fighting because of their brain problems.

Dashun canonized the evil monk as the protector of the country, so that he could promote the White Bone Buddhism, so he agreed to go out and take charge.

The evil monk ran too fast, and the reaction of the two stationed generals was a little slow, and their martial arts skills were not good at escaping. In the blink of an eye, one was immobilized by Fan Wujiu, and the other was hit by Xie Wushe's suppressive punishment.

It only takes a moment to break the city and capture the general.

The Chinese military building ship arrived late, leaving tens of thousands of soldiers behind to imprison the rebels and take over the affairs of Dingxiang City.

Then he turned the boat around and headed for Anbei City.

…

Shun Jing.

It was once the capital of Anzhou and the headquarters of the Dragoon Army.

The people on the street were in a hurry, and they went home immediately after buying what they needed for life, and stayed away from the patrol soldiers.

The Dragon Cavalry was the elite of Dashun, and they were treated very well, and they looked down on the few cents of the people. These patrol soldiers were different. They were recruited and conscripted after the establishment of Dashun.

The city defense camp was not allowed to go to the battlefield, but was only responsible for maintaining order in the city and arresting Dagan spies.

For such hard patrols, the people on the road should ask for some city defense taxes, and the restaurants on the street should send a meal of comfort wine and food.

The Dashun officials were not useless, but in the face of the oppression of Dagan’s military power, the minor problems did not need to be dealt with first.

In just three years, the streets of the once prosperous Anzhou capital were as quiet as a deserted city.

Shuntian Palace.

The residence of the Xu royal family, renovated from the former city lord’s mansion.

The interior decoration was not extravagant. Xu Fengxian was not a person who coveted pleasure, and he also had many admonitions for his clansmen.

There were no eunuchs or maids in the palace, and the servants from the general's mansion were still serving him. All the memorials from the court ministers asking Xu Fengxian to select concubines were rejected.

The backbone of the Dashun Dynasty was the Dragon Cavalry Army, which was not bound by the forces of Buddhism, Taoism, and the Hundred Schools of Thought. Xu Fengxian could make a single decision on any matter.

Taishun Palace.

Xu Fengxian was handling memorials.

Xu Ye hurried in, bowed, and reported: "Father, Master Yang died, Dingxiang City and Anbei City were broken!"

"Sit down."

Xu Fengxian put down the memorial and sighed: "The affairs of Southern Xinjiang alone are so heavy. No wonder Jingtai handled the military and political affairs of the sixteen states and worked day and night when he was busy."

"Father!"

Xu Ye said in a deep voice: "Once Dingxiang and Anbei were broken, Shunjing would no longer have a barrier."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't you expect this day to come? Master Yang is so powerful. How many calculations can he withstand?"

Xu Fengxian said: "It was beyond my expectation that the one leading the troops was actually the King of Yan."

The affairs between the Prince Regent and the King of Yan were not a secret among the upper echelons of the Dagan. The current prince deliberately erected the King of Yan, which may not be without the intention of guarding against the prince.

"Father, the Prince of Yan is coming with great force, and it is obvious that he wants to achieve his goal in one battle."

Xu Ye said: "We should quickly mobilize the Dragon Cavalry Army to defend Shunjing, and then send two troops to attack Dingxiang and Anbei to contain the Prince of Yan's army..."

After listening to what Xu Ye said, Xu Fengxian nodded first, and then shook his head.

"Back in Luojing, I couldn't teach you the art of war to avoid suspicion. Fortunately, Ye'er is smart and can recite military books on his own. He is not inferior to some famous generals in marching and deploying troops."

"Unfortunately, military books can make or break a city."

Xu Fengxian said: "The Prince of Yan took Dingxiang and Anbei, waiting for you to send troops to support him, so as to reduce the cost of breaking through Shunjing. His purpose is very clear, to concentrate all forces to destroy the Xu family. Even if he is finally surrounded by the city of Dashun, the Xu family will be gone, who dares to touch the Prince of Yan?"

Xu Ye suddenly realized and asked: "What do you think, father?"

"Wait!"

Xu Fengxian said: "If we confront Dashun head-on, it will be powerless. The only way to break the deadlock is Jingtai!"

Xu Ye was surprised and said: "Jingtai?"

Xu Fengxian's momentum suddenly changed, and his voice was domineering and cold.

"I must find out why Jingtai ordered me to rebel!"

...

Wanshou Palace.

In the hands of Emperor Jingtai was the secret report of the Southern Xinjiang Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

——The army of the Prince of Yan marched in many directions, sweeping away the rebels in the three states, and the central army broke through the important town of Anzhou, leaving only half of the state occupied by the pseudo-Shun.

The secret report was accompanied by a detailed account of the events, from the scorpion ghost spreading the plague, Zhouyi refining elixirs, and military meetings...

One by one, no matter how big or small, even the words and expressions of everyone in the military tent were described in detail.

"The Prince of Yan is indeed my good son!"

The Emperor Jingtai sneered and ordered: "Tell the prince about this, and summon the Minister of War Hong Chengye to see me."

"Yes, my Lord."

Eunuch Chu slowly left the palace to pass the message.

A moment later.

Hong Chengye rushed to the Wanshou Palace to meet him, knelt on the ground, and shouted long live.

Emperor Jingtai asked: "Lord Hong, how is the war in southern Xinjiang these days?"

"The war in southern Xinjiang..."

Hong Chengye spoke slowly, observing the expression of His Majesty, and then observing the expression of Eunuch Chu, and his heart sank in shock.

Having no expression on his face is more dangerous than being gloomy or angry. If he says something wrong, the consequences are unpredictable.

Unable to figure out whether His Majesty would calm down, Hong Chengye could only say: "...Xu Ni colluded with evil demons, and several armies retreated hundreds of miles. The Ministry of War was preparing to dispatch soldiers from Wuzhou to help."

"By the time the Ministry of War came to help, Fengxian had already died in the chaos!"

Emperor Jingtai suddenly looked compassionate and nostalgic, and said: "Thinking back to the past, I captured the eighteen rebel kings and fought with Fengxian. During this period, there were sneak attacks by evil Buddhists, and Fengxian blocked them for me several times..."

Hong Chengye listened to Emperor Jingtai's nostalgia for the past, frowned slightly, and couldn't help saying: "Your Majesty, Xu Ni may have military merits, but now he has betrayed the country and even split the country to establish a false dynasty..."

Emperor Jingtai snorted coldly, and a huge pressure came, like a mountain.

Even though Hong Chengye was a top-ranking military strategist, he could not help sweating on his forehead. However, thinking of the deaths of soldiers on the front line and the deaths of several martial arts generals, he continued to speak despite the pressure.

"Since Taizu, the country has never had the threat of land splitting. Although the traitor Xu is small, he has set a precedent for the pseudo-dynasty..."

"The court should use the force of thunder to exterminate the traitor Xu, and all the officials of the pseudo-dynasty, and kill all nine clans..."

"Killing one to warn the hundred, can correct the kingly way!"

"Enough!"

Emperor Jingtai roared like thunder, waved his hand to drive Hong Chengye back, and slammed him against the palace wall.

Hong Chengye didn't dare to resist, and allowed the zhenqi to bombard him, causing blood to spurt out with a pop.

"Command..."

Emperor Jingtai opened the secret memorial, glanced at it and said: "With the sacrifice of demons to worship Zhou Yi as the leader, and the mysterious secrets under King Yan's tent as the supplement, I entered the capital of Shun to recruit An Fengxian. I am kind and kind, and I will not see brothers killing each other. King Yan must not use weapons rashly!"

When Hong Chengye heard this, he was horrified and said: "Ahem! Your Majesty..."

Emperor Jingtai waved his sleeves and swept Hong Chengye out of the palace, and the palace suddenly became silent.

"My companion, go and deliver the order."

"As commanded."

Eunuch Chu bowed to accept the order and was about to retreat.

Emperor Jingtai then ordered: "Hong Aiqing's loyalty is too much. In consideration of her old age, I will give you the elixir."

"Your Majesty has mercy."

…

Ministry of War.

Eunuch Chu personally came to summon the southern Xinjiang military camp.

Taizu established the Internal Affairs Bureau, recruited talented people to practice martial arts, and guarded the palace. He also left an edict not to taint the authority of the six ministries.

Hong Chengye had recovered from his injuries and handed over the Shangshu Seal and Tiger Talisman.

After the summons was completed, Eunuch Chu took out a spiritual jade box from his sleeve and said, "Your Majesty pity Master Hong for his hard work. This Pure Yang elixir can extend your life."

In addition to being promoted to the legendary military sage, the only thing a first-class military strategist needs is to extend his life.

"Thank you for your gift, Your Majesty."

Hong Chengye raised his hand in the direction of Wanshou Palace and carefully put away the elixir.

Eunuch Chu advised: "Master Hong, your Majesty has a bad temper recently. Don't go against him for small matters in southern Xinjiang."

"Of course I understand what Eunuch Chu said, but I have to do it as a minister. Since Taizu, no one has been punished for remonstrance."

Hong Chengye said expressionlessly: "As for what your Majesty should do, you have your own considerations and it has nothing to do with me."

Eunuch Chu suddenly realized that Hong Shangshu had been an official in the court for 130 years and had experienced four generations of monarchs and ministers. He had never experienced anything.

It is the duty of ministers to advise, and whether the emperor listens or not is his business. In Hong Chengye's eyes, perhaps the effectiveness of the advice is more important than the effectiveness of the advice.

Buzz!

The Tiger Talisman of the Ministry of War vibrated, and a message came back from the commander's seal of King Yan.

Eunuch Chu cupped his hands and said, "Master Hong, our family has returned to life."

"Eunuch Chu..."

Hong Chengye said hesitantly: "Eunuch Chu has been your personal chamberlain since His Majesty left your residence. Your Majesty has changed in recent years, and Eunuch Chu should know that there are some things... Perhaps Eunuch Chu's advice would be useful."

"Our family knows."

Eunuch Chu turned and left. After stepping out of the threshold of the military department, a message rang in Hong Chengye's ears.

"It would be better to pay tribute to the elixir that your Majesty has given me!"

…

Southern Xinjiang.

Building boat.

Li Le looked at Shun Jing several miles away, and could faintly hear the neighing of war horses and the clash of swords and guns.

The order came a moment later, and Li Le issued an order to attack the city. However, his father's order was so strong that he had to obey it.

"Return to Dingxiang City!"

Due to His Majesty's decree, we are not allowed to attack Shunting. We have already occupied Dingxiang and Anbei, so we must not make any mistakes.

Give an order.

The more than 200,000 Zhenbei Army, plus the troops from the three prefectures that had already gathered, nearly one million troops, slowly changed direction.

The vanguard changed to the rear, the rear army changed to the forward, and left with a false shot outside the city of Shunjing.

There was huge smoke and dust on the road, dyeing the soldiers' armors and swords khaki, the flags were wilted, and the mighty army collapsed thousands of miles away.

The third battalion of the Zhenbei Army.

Li Xun frowned and turned the horse's head.

Shunjing is close at hand, and with the potential of a great victory, he is 90% able to destroy the hypocrisy.

Li Xun's meritorious service in quelling the rebellion and destroying the country was enough to be awarded the title of third-grade military attaché. Who would have thought that he would receive a retreat order.

Chen Ying, who served as a school captain under Li Xun, rode up to catch up and asked, "General, why didn't you attack Shunting?"

Li Xun shook his head. He subconsciously guessed that it was related to the prince of the prison country.

"Let's get together back to Dingxiang. Brother Zhang is well-informed and will definitely know."