Chapter 2618 Battle for Supremacy in Southern Xinjiang

Ying Wuming nodded: "I insist on taking over the east of Nanling, but I also have this aspect in mind. In my opinion, the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Snow Lotus Sect are similar to cults. If we can force the Snow Lotus Sect and the Heavenly Demon Palace to compete for their followers, it will undoubtedly be a big deal. Affecting the stability of the Heavenly Demon Palace."

Jiang Fan's eyes lit up: "The idea is good, but how to implement it?"

Ying Wuming smiled and said: "I already dominate southern Xinjiang, and the Snow Lotus Sect does not have the strength to compete with me. As long as I allow them to survive, I can induce or force them to do things."

Jiang Fan thought for a while: "Then, there is someone you can't avoid."

"Snow Lotus Virgin." Ying Wuming narrowed his eyes: "It's very interesting. I am very interested in this woman."

Jiang Fan noticed a different light in his eyes: "Interested? How to be interested?"

Ying Wuming held out three fingers: "Besides the fact that I don't want to suppress her tens of thousands of followers with massacre, there are three main reasons. First, this woman is extremely good at deceiving people. According to legend, no one with a strong will can resist her. of bewitchment.”

Jiang Fan understood a little bit: "Just like using the silver moon to temper your body, you want to use her to temper your martial will?"

Ying Wuming nodded: "It is not enough to be strong physically, but the will must be unshakable. I want to use her to try. Secondly, this woman is very good at grasping the hearts of ordinary people. Xuelian sat down to teach, and all of them died without complaint. This person’s ability is very suitable for rectifying the southern border where there are hundreds of ethnic groups.”

Jiang Fan was shocked, okay, the cult has let you use it, let alone, it is really suitable. There are too many ethnic tribes in southern Xinjiang, and there must be a way to unite them into one.

"I don't want to use her evil methods, but I want to transform and use the concepts and methods contained in them to unite people's hearts."

Jiang Fan was secretly shocked. Ying Wuming wanted to borrow Taoism instead of borrowing skills. But what really moved him was that his brother-in-law was already thinking about the popular sentiment of the people of Yunnan, and he was becoming more and more like a far-sighted emperor.

"The third one is intelligence. As we all know, this woman has great mysteries and extraordinary intelligence. People give her the title of Lotus. In the Southern Kingdom, she is almost equal to Ba Qing. But I am always lacking a military advisor."

Jiang Fan greatly agreed, but was a little worried, "This woman is a bit evil, and she will inevitably act strangely."

Ying Wuming smiled and said: "Didn't my brother-in-law say that when employing people, you should choose the good ones and follow them, and just grasp them well."

Jiang Fan nodded: "It's good to have an idea. But..."

He blinked: "There is something I must know. I heard that this woman... can be called the most beautiful woman in the South..."

Ying Wuming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly waved his hands and shook his head: "This won't work. I don't want to follow my brother-in-law's path. There is a lot of trouble at home..."

Jiang Fan:......

This bastard can't talk as always!

But Jiang Fan couldn't help feeling that Ying Wuming was growing more and more rapidly. He not only focused on fighting, but also looked at politics. He also understood the continuous relationship between war and politics. This is what makes him an excellent ruler.

Since the beginning of the first month, the territory of Julu Gong has been full of flames, beaten to pieces by the Iron-faced King.

Finally, on the eighth day of the first lunar month, as expected, Julu Gong could no longer keep his composure and issued a declaration of war to the Iron-faced King. He used the Ba family as a threat and proposed a head-on showdown with the Iron-faced King.

From the perspective of the people in southern Xinjiang, the Iron-faced King now has the complete upper hand. As long as it continues for a while, Yinglu will be completely defeated. It is really unnecessary, and there is no reason why the Ba family can confront the opponent head-on.

But to everyone's surprise, the Iron-faced King actually agreed, and designated the fifteenth day of the first lunar month for a duel with Julu Gong on the north bank of the Shu River, on a large flat land that was rare in southern Xinjiang.

As a result, almost the entire Southern Kingdom's attention was attracted by this battle. Because the war in southern Xinjiang has been raging to this day, almost everyone understands that this is a battle that determines the ownership of southern Xinjiang.

From then on, whether Southern Xinjiang will be dominated by the sudden rise of the dazzling Iron-faced King, or whether it will be dominated by the veteran strongman Yinglu, will be determined by a battle.

Countless people were looking forward to it, and Jiang Fan even got to watch the formation up close and personal.

It was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, a rainy day. The winter rain in southern China was extremely cold, so cold that it penetrated into the bone marrow. But the moisture on the entire northern bank of Shu River was washed away by the overwhelming murderous aura.

A total of 180,000 elite troops were dispatched by both sides. Their banners covered the sky and the sun, and their fighting spirit soared into the sky.

The giant deer male wore a helmet and armor, and held the famous iron halberd tightly in his palm. His eyes were gloomy and violent, staring at the person opposite him.

It was this man who rose up like a comet, quickly conquered half of Southern Xinjiang, and took away his own flesh and blood. Now he was standing in front of him, and wanted to decide with him whether Southern Xinjiang would belong to him.

And that man was not wearing a mask today as rumored, but that face made Yinglu feel familiar for a moment, but he didn't think about it carefully.

Ying Wuming had a white tiger on his crotch, a golden eagle on his head, and an unprecedented weapon in his hand.

This thing was actually made by smelting and casting the thousand-pound golden armor that Jiang Fan made for him back then. The whole thing is a big stick with many edges and corners. Jiang Fan was also surprised when he saw it, because it looked familiar, and it looked like something from a game. equipment, so he insisted on naming it - the Rod of Judgment.

Ying Wuming urged the white tiger to take ten steps forward and pointed the golden judgment in his hand: "Mr. Julu, this king is here!"

Yinglu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, the iron halberd flying across the sky: "The Iron-faced King is indeed a bit domineering, and dares to fight me head-on. But I didn't expect that the man who is famous in southern Xinjiang is just a young boy!"

Ying Wuming smiled lightly: "I beat you until you are exhausted."

Ying Lu's face was as white as water, "Today, it's either you or me, Louis, since you have taken off the mask, Louis is probably not your real name, you are a hero, dare to sign up!"

Ying Wuming laughed: "Lord Julu, noble people tend to forget things, we are old acquaintances."

Ying Lu was startled, frowned, and began to have a bad premonition, could it be that he was...

Ying Wuming pointed north: "In the past, in the Wujiang camp, the golden armor facing the wind, do you remember!"

Ying Lu's face suddenly changed, with an incredible look on his face: "It turned out to be... it was you?"

Ying Wuming smiled and took out a piece of iron from his arms: "Lord Julu, the halberd tip that was broken by me in the past, I will return it to you today, so that when you are buried, there will be no missing burial objects!"

Ying Lu was furious, he didn't expect that it was the man in golden armor, and he even took out the iron halberd tip to hit his own morale.

But this is not important, the important thing is that he knew that this person was walking with Jiang Fan at the beginning, and he was Jiang Fan's guard.

He shuddered all over and shuddered subconsciously.

"Chao Feng! How could it be you? You are just a guard, this is impossible! Where is Jiang Fan?"

Ying Wuming casually threw the tip of the iron halberd over: "A hero does not ask about his origin, Lord Julu, you were just a traitor in the past, there is no point in talking nonsense, Chao Feng will use this staff to judge the southern border today!"