Chapter 2812: The great god of war attacks the main altar of the witch god

"No rush, I'm not in a rush, it's just a little bit close. I hope Wei Yuan isn't in a rush either!"

Xu Zisheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The air was like an arrow, piercing the void and making a sharp sound, which was enough to demonstrate the powerful function of Xu Zisheng's heart. His figure flashed and disappeared on top of the city.

"Wei Yuan's trip involves life and death, but it is also a good thing for him. After all, he would rather die after losing his beloved chicken. At worst, we will have to change his body. I heard that Song Qing from Si Tianjian can already practice A soulless body has been created. When the time comes, as long as Wei Yuan's three souls are preserved, he can be resurrected and become an organic man!"

Among the three Northeastern countries, Jingguo is in the north, adjacent to the territory of the northern demon clan. Yanguo was in the center, facing Dafeng's three states. Kang State is in the south, a country adjacent to the sea. Each of the three countries has its own characteristics. The Yingguo cavalry was unparalleled in bravery. After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the northern barbarians fell from the throne of the best cavalry in Kyushu, and the Yingguo took advantage of the trend to aspire to the top.

The Yan Kingdom is dotted with dangerous peaks and mountains, and most of the important cities are built in places that are easy to defend but difficult to attack. They rely on the favorable geographical location for defense and are as stable as Mount Tai. In addition, the residents of the Yan Kingdom make a living by hunting and are good at shooting. In addition to occupying the geographical advantage, the Yan Kingdom also has an ace army, which is the Flying Beast Army.

"Jiuzhou Geography·Dongjing" records that there are many beryls in Dongtong Mountain. There is a tree with a shape like a poplar and red leaves, and its juice is like blood, so its name is called 芑. The dogs feed on it. The pull dog is a strange beast with a wingspan of three meters, a dog head and a rat tail, and can fly five hundred miles a day.

Dongtong Mountain is located in the middle of the Yan Kingdom. Like the feather spiders of the Kaneki tribe, the Yan Kingdom has an air-control fleet. The disadvantage is that the number of the dog hunting army is even less than that of the fire armor army, and they are generally used as a trump card.

On the border of Yan Kingdom, there is Dingguan City. As a large city on the border, Dingguan City has sufficient troops, supplies, and armaments to defend against the attack of Dafeng's army. If the Witch God Sect wants to prevent the army from attacking the Central Plains, Dingguan City can attack quickly because it is in a Ready to fight at any time.

Two days ago, Dingguan City entered the highest alert state, prohibiting merchants from the two countries from entering and exiting, and prohibiting civilians from entering and exiting. The army patrolled the city all night long, and the scouts outside the city continued to send back secret messages.

The Dafeng army is coming! The Northeast border has been stable for so many years, and the war is finally about to restart.

Since ancient times, war has been difficult, and siege is the most difficult, often requiring ten or even ten times the number of troops. If they encounter some strategically located cities, no matter how powerful a general is, they will have a headache, be afraid of them, insist on taking advantage of them, and even reverse the outcome of a war. There are many similar examples in history.

The commander of Dingguan City, Tu Wehei, was therefore very confident. Not only did he write a letter insulting Wei Yuan as an eunuch, but he also scolded him every quarter of an hour, trying to provoke and anger Wei Yuan, so that he could defeat Wei Yuan and become famous by relying on the strength of the city gate. The world.

Twenty miles outside Dingguan City, Dafeng's army had just been stationed. After a brief rest, the army was dispatched directly and began to attack Dingguan City. It was as if Wei Yuan was really angered by Tuohei, so that the Yanguo soldiers I was very happy and thought I had a chance to win.

As night falls, the crescent moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight casts down, like a veil, covering the earth, adding a bit of chill to the night. Wei Yuan is wearing a dark blue cloak, standing at the top of Dingguan City, overlooking As the city was filled with gunpowder smoke, artillery tore apart houses and streets, and cries and shouts broke out one after another.

Under the cover of night, Dingguan City is undergoing the baptism of blood and fire. Dafeng's cavalry and infantry rushed into the streets of the city, and fought hand to hand with the Yanguo defenders who were stubbornly resisting. The sound of fighting could be heard everywhere.

Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze and glanced at the head he was holding in his hand. His eyes were wide open, and the expression of fear and fear was forever condensed on his face. This was the bald and black head of the commander of Dingguan City. This man was trying to provoke Wei Yuan. , General Yan Guo, who wanted to be famous all over the world, faced the Great Military God, but was beheaded in just half a day.

Wei Yuan shook his head in disappointment, casually threw the head down from the top of the city, and said with an elegant and handsome expression.

"It's a little worse!"

Wei Yuan's eyes slowly swept across the horse path, which was covered with the corpses of soldiers. The blood was sticky and stained the dilapidated city head red. Behind him, more than a dozen senior generals stood silently and said nothing.

Some of the old subordinates had expressions as usual. They couldn't capture even a single city, so there was no need to fight. Others had never been with Wei Yuan's generals. This time they truly understood the meaning of using soldiers like gods. Their eyes shone with admiration. Finally, they I understand why Wei Yuan is the number one military master in Dafeng. The King of Zhenbei is incomparable to him. He is not even qualified to carry shoes.

Wei Yuan twirled the blood on his fingertips and ordered with a gentle voice but extremely cold words.

"Send my military order to massacre the city!"

The cool breeze after autumn blew, the moonlight was cold and bright, the dark blue cloak was floating, and clusters of jumping flames of war were reflected in Wei Yuan's pupils.

In the dilapidated city, Dafeng's senior generals gathered together and quarreled fiercely. Wei Yuan turned a deaf ear and stood in front of the Kanyu map, silent and silent.

Ten days have passed since the Dingguan City was defeated. Under the leadership of Wei Yuan, the Dafeng army attacked the city with overwhelming force. It has now captured seven cities and advanced hundreds of miles. The city it is currently in is called Xucheng. , is the last pass in Yanguo's capital. Now Wei Yuan leads the army and penetrates deep into the heart of Yanguo.

He was only one step away from reaching the capital of the Yan Kingdom. Wei Yuan was worthy of being a great military god. It only took him ten days to defeat the Yan Kingdom, which had countless dangers, and was unable to resist.

The generals had serious disagreements about whether to continue the attack on the Yan Kingdom. The quarrels continued and they were divided into the warring faction and the conservative faction. The conservatives believed that the army was marching too fast, and the logistics and food supplies had never arrived. They were short of supplies, and the Yan Kingdom The country has the right location and people. If you attack the Yan Kingdom rashly, you will inevitably suffer heavy losses, or even the entire army will be wiped out. It is recommended to withdraw the troops.

The main war faction advocates an all-out effort to capture the Yan Kingdom. As long as they can capture this city first, they can obtain part of the food and supplies, and are fully capable of attacking the Yan Kingdom capital. Moreover, their troops are expensive and fast. If they withdraw their troops, they will It will give Yan State a chance to breathe. Once reinforcements from Kang State arrive, it will be difficult for them to win.

The capital of Yan Kingdom is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Most of the generals here are not confident, so there are more conservatives than warring factions. The reason for the dispute is because some generals admire Wei Yuan very much and think that he can break through Yan Kingdom. .

"Take a rest overnight and set out tomorrow. The army will approach the city."

Wei Yuan pointed at the Yan Kingdom on the map, his expression calm, not exuding any powerful momentum, but full of unquestionable determination and determination to win.

In an instant, the quarrels and differences among the generals disappeared. Facing Wei Yuan, who used his troops like a god, everyone chose to obey unconditionally. This is the prestige of the Great Feng Army God.

Sixty miles away, the capital of Yan Kingdom was built in a huge valley. A towering city wall that stretches for three hundred feet connects the two peaks. The mountain peaks are steep and precipitous, the city walls are towering and tall, and they are equipped with cannons, crossbows, rolling stones and other defensive armaments, which can be said to be impregnable. Any military strategist will be amazed when seeing this majestic city.

Throughout history, in the more than 1,400 years since the founding of the capital of the Yan Kingdom, this city has only been conquered once. It was during the heyday of the former Great Zhou Dynasty. A prince of the Great Zhou royal family, a second-grade Hedao warrior, He led his army into Yandu.

According to the historical records of the Yan Kingdom, that battle was very tragic. The Witch God taught him to kill a second-grade rain master and a third-grade Linghui. In the end, the Witch God personally took action and killed the peak second-grade Hedao martial artist.

So when Yandu was breached that time, it was not because the city's defense was not good, but because the prince's combat power was already at the top of the Nine Provinces and was completely unstoppable.

Xucheng was captured. Wei Yuan wore a blue cloak and threw the torch in his hand from the top of the city, lighting up the entire city. The entire fortified city of Yan Kingdom was deserted. Wei Yuan slaughtered seven people in a row in just ten days. This city has a population of no less than hundreds of thousands, which can be called a massacre. It will definitely leave an infamy in the history of the world.

After slaughtering seven cities and staining hundreds of miles with blood, Wei Yuan was forced to do so. In the original war, there was nothing wrong with trapping and killing the surrendered soldiers. The Dafeng Army was a lone army deep in the enemy's belly. If they did not kill the surrendered soldiers, they would suffer from it. Not only do we have to worry about surrendering soldiers and rebelling, but we also have more mouths to eat and consume food and grass.

But killing ordinary people is a taboo for military strategists, let alone slaughtering seven cities in a row. Even if Wei Yuan returns to the court in triumph, he will still be criticized verbally and writingly by those defenders of Taoism.

Since the troops were sent out, Dafeng's food and grass haven't come here. They burned, killed, looted, and supported war with war. All they plundered were Yanguo's food, grass, and armaments. This was not a good phenomenon.

"Father, something is wrong! Logically speaking, the food and grass should have arrived a long time ago. Now we have no food and grass. Even if we don't attack Yandu, we can't retreat!"

Nangong Qianrou looked solemn, with a hint of gloom in her eyes. She stood behind Wei Yuan and reminded him in a low voice.

Wei Yuan nodded, his face was as usual, as if he had expected it, his eyes were as gentle as before, elegant and handsome, and he said with a smile.

"There won't be any food and grass. Some people don't want us to have food and grass!"

Nangong Qianrou was not a fool. She was shocked when she heard this, her eyes shone brightly, and she exclaimed softly in disbelief.

"How is it possible? This is a large army going on an expedition. Who dares to cut off our food and grass!"

Wei Yuan's smile was still gentle, his eyes looked in the direction of Yandu, and he spoke softly in the face of the adopted son's question.

"Who else can serve the world well but our Supreme Emperor who sits on the dragon throne!"

Nangong Qianrou's pupils shrank tightly, as thin as a pinprick, with a look of horror on her face, and she said sternly.

"He is crazy. Doesn't he understand that if the war goes against him, Dafeng will face disaster? What good will this do to him?"

Nangong Qianrou never thought that it was Emperor Yuan Jing who was causing trouble. After all, Dafeng belonged to the royal family. If Wei Yuan failed and the Witch God Sect invaded Dafeng, the royal family would suffer a heavy blow. At this critical moment, Yuan How could Emperor Jing do this?

"Maybe what he wants is that we are defeated and Dafeng is invaded by the Witch God Cult!"

Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze, looked at the doubtful look on his adopted son's face, and said something profound.

When Nangong Qianrou heard this, she was still puzzled, showing a look of unwillingness and roared in a low voice.

"Isn't he afraid that the princes in the court will cause trouble if they find out?"

When Wei Yuan heard this, he chuckled, shook his head, and gave some advice to his adopted son.

"How do they know, and even if they know, what can they do? At this point, the most they can do is make up for it and defend against the attack of the Witch God Sect!"

When Wei Yuan said this, he paused for a moment, with a hesitant look on his face, and said with some uncertainty.

"However, someone may have known about this for a long time, but he probably won't interfere. It is more likely that he will deal with our Majesty first!"

"who?"

Hearing this, Nangong Qianrou asked quickly.

"Xu Zisheng!"

Wei Yuan spoke out the name with a solemn expression. Only Xu Zisheng could not see through the whole court and could not guess his thoughts. Every action he took was beyond his expectation. He was a man whose whole body was shrouded in fog. among the people.

"It's him!"

Nangong Qianrou's eyes narrowed into a slit, her expression turned thoughtful, and she quickly reminded Wei Yuan.

"Father, Marquis Wu'an is still in our army. If he knew about this, he would definitely not agree to what Emperor Yuan Jing did!"

"You don't know Xu Zisheng, but Xu Zisheng knows me very well! I also know him somewhat!"

"He won't support us, not because he doesn't want to, but because he has confidence in me and thinks I don't need help, so he will deal with our Majesty first!"

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a bright smile, and joy flashed in his eyes. This was the joy of meeting a close friend. Although he didn't have much contact with Xu Zisheng, he knew that Xu Zisheng would definitely understand him.

"Tomorrow the army will advance fifty miles and confront Yandu for three days. After three days, you will leave with 10,000 heavy cavalry. Don't worry about the others. They have to stay here."

With that said, Wei Yuan took out two brocade bags, one purple and one red, and handed them to Nangong Qianrou and gave instructions.

"After three days, you open the purple bag and it will tell you where to go. When you arrive at your destination, open the red bag and it will tell you what to do in the future."

Sangbo, the rebuilt Yongzhen Shanhe Temple. Yuan Jing, who was wearing a black robe embroidered with gold silk thread, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the sculpture of the founding emperor, squinting and looking at him. He was already over fifty, but with his rosy complexion, jet-black hair, and upright posture, he looked like he was no more than forty years old.

"Gaozu, you established the Dafeng Dynasty, gathered the fortune of the Central Plains, and advanced to the first level. At its peak, even the Witch God Sect could only pinch its nose and admit defeat."

"Wuzong, you overthrew the corrupt direct lineage, gained the recognition of Confucianism, ascended the throne and proclaimed yourself emperor, and advanced to the first rank. Then Confucianism flourished, and even Buddhism had no choice but to retreat to the Western Regions."

"It has been six hundred years since the founding of Dafeng, and apart from the two of you, there is no other martial artist. But no matter how powerful you were during your lifetime, you will be able to dominate the world. A hundred years later, you will be nothing but a handful of loess."

Emperor Yuan Jing's eyes were calm and his tone was determined, full of determination to win.

"And I will become the first immortal emperor of Dafeng, soon, very soon!"

In Yong'an Marquis Mansion, Xu Zisheng stood on the roof, looking at the palace, holding a pot of wine in his hand. The wine was fragrant and mouth-watering. He raised his head and drank, and said in a deep voice.

"Soon!"

"Emperor Yuan Jing, if you want to die on your own, don't blame me for being cruel. You dare to offer sacrifices to help the country's destiny. You are really impatient to live."

"The day I am promoted to Confucian Sage will be the day you die!"

"Wei Yuan, I have great confidence in you, don't let me down!"

Xu Zisheng drank the wine in one gulp and turned to look northeast. His clear and bright eyes were full of expectation, and his face was filled with incomparable confidence.

The boundary of the capital is the Fulong Mountains. Viewed from a high altitude, the Fulong Mountains look like a giant dragon sleeping on the ground. This mountain is beautiful and has the power of the earth. It is the best Feng Shui treasure land in the capital.

About three hundred years ago, the emperors of that generation built mausoleums here. In the next three hundred years, six emperors were buried in Fulong Mountains. Therefore, the imperial mausoleums here are also called "Fengliu Mausoleums". The emperor was also buried here.

Xu Qi'an, Si Tianjian's Zhong Li, and Tianzong Saint Li Miaozhen used Si Tianjian and Taoist magic to avoid the tomb guards, sneaked into the imperial mausoleum, and came to the tomb of the late emperor Jeanne De. They wanted to explore it today In the end, the life and death of Emperor Joan of Arc were determined.

Xu Qi'an looked at the center of the main tomb, where there was a huge coffin made of sandalwood and surrounded by white jade, which was based on dark jade. Putting his palms on the coffin and waiting for a moment to make sure that his powerful intuition did not warn him, Xu Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief and slowly pushed the coffin open.

Inside the coffin was a normal-sized sandalwood coffin. When the lid was opened, Xu Qian's eyes came into view. Inside the coffin, which was paved with yellow silk, lay a withered skeleton.

Li Miaozhen walked to the coffin, examined the dead bones, and said in his mind the information on the late emperor that he had collected before setting off.

"Same height."

There are bones in this coffin. Does it mean that the late emperor really entered the coffin and did not fake his death?

The scene before him was different from what Xu Qian expected. In his speculation, the late emperor first faked his death and was buried, and then quietly lifted up the coffin.

"Let me take a closer look!"

Xu Qi'an did not shy away from the poisonous smell in the coffin. He leaned slightly and carefully examined the bones of the late emperor. After a long time, he showed a look of astonishment.

"He is not the late emperor."

Hearing this, Li Miaozhen quickly looked at Xu Qian and asked doubtfully.

"What's your basis?"

Xu Qian's expression was solemn, his eyes were shining, and he explained in a complicated tone:

"The bones of his hands and feet are relatively long, longer than ordinary people. He is a eunuch. Eunuchs were purified when they were young. When they reach adulthood, their bodies will be different from those of normal men. The proportions of their hands and feet will be slightly deformed, and they will be longer than normal men. "

"Now the matter has been confirmed, the mastermind behind the scenes is the late Emperor Joan of Arc!"

The king of a country is protected by luck, and generally his body will not be taken away by outsiders. But if the person who takes his body is also an emperor, it makes sense. All the clues show one thing. The one who swallowed the body of Emperor Yuan Jing is The late Emperor Jeanne De was contaminated by Taoist Black Lotus, the Taoist leader of the Earth Sect, and became obsessed with seeking immortality. He used the Earth Sect's magic to transform the Three Pure Ones with one energy, devouring Emperor Yuan Jing and King Zhenbei, and hid himself in the dragon's veins. , devouring countless lives. Ping Yuanbo's human trafficking was to serve Emperor Joan of Arc. King Zhenbei's massacre of Chuzhou City was also the fault of Emperor Joan of Arc.

The desolate sound of the horn spread throughout the mountains and fields, awakening the sleeping Xiongcheng. As the headquarters of the Witch God Sect, Jingshan City has a population of nearly half a million, and the city is full of wizard masters.

There are only 25,000 defenders, which is quite weak for a city with a population of 500,000. But this is not because the Wushen Cult does not have enough troops, but because it does not need them.

This is the main altar of the Witch God Sect. There are sculptures of the Witch God, a great wizard, a large number of masters of the wizard system, and a large number of martial artists. It is no exaggeration to say that the defensive strength and overall strength of Jingshan City are no worse than those of Dafeng Capital. (End of chapter)