The Qing Emperor said calmly: "This Trade Wind Talisman has consumed the recent surplus resources of our lineage. Two more princes have become immortals in Qiqing Prefecture. There is no spare power to support the logistics of this battle. You have to raise everything yourself..."
"However, wiping out the New World and gaining the top resources is the reward for your military exploits, so you can only succeed and not fail... Because Biemai also has actions and follow-up investment, once you start unfavorably and waste our Qingmai's advantage, Biemai will slow down and take over.
In turn, you are in the driver's seat, especially since Huang Mai is afraid of your rise, so it will be difficult for me to get you a second chance."
"I understand."
Ye Qing's body responded solemnly and carefully put away the trade wind talisman: "This battle will definitely live up to the emperor's expectations, and I will bring victory back."
"May this be my faith." Qingdi said.
In the night, soldiers were approaching from a hill a hundred miles away. They were still far away from the northern suburbs of Mengjun City. The light of the conflict between the spells between the envoy and the opponent was already faintly visible. They were getting closer and closer. The pursuit was so far away.
Or maybe they have the intention of gathering information...
In the col behind the hill, five air transport ships were quietly parked. The light green lights in the portholes laid out a long line, making them look like luminous giant whales dormant in the deep sea.
There are no trees on the bare mountain top, only the transparent shielding air cover and the invisible umbrella cover block the heavy rain. The rushing water lines flow down the transparent umbrella along the ridgeline, like the pearl and jade curtains of the emperor on patrol, crystal clear and with a hint of aura.
Kind of peaceful beauty.
The atmosphere below the shielding circle was calm. A girl in Chinese clothes with a yang-god aura was kneeling on a futon, holding an ice jade spirit pattern teapot and serving a young man who was sitting peacefully. She opened her mouth lightly and asked, "Has the other party taken the bait?"
"Not counting taking the bait, the Marquis of Donglingzhou is not prepared to confront me head-on..." Ye Qing sat still in the rain, looking away from the empty official road under the hill, looking at the dark sky with rain clouds: "And
You want to compete with me for the backstage."
"Ah, what should we do?" The girl in Hua Shang was a little worried after hearing this. She only studied literature and art and had no knowledge of military politics, but she also knew that her own Qingmai had no chance of winning against her rival Huangmai's backstage.
"It's okay, Wen Ji, don't worry."
Ye Qing stretched out his hand under the rain curtain, turned water into ice and played with the ice beads, admiring its hardness and translucency up close, then crushed it casually: "Ji Qing, activate Plan No. 3."
This sentence was an order sent to Miss Ji Qing, the leader of the magicians in the ship, and she heard a response from inside: "Yes, Your Highness."
Swish--
The port doors of the five large transport ships opened, creating holes in the solid earth and rocks. Real men flew out one by one, listing hundreds of them in the air, followed by groups of magicians, and finally the Taoist soldiers gave orders.
As soon as the sound was heard, the army entered the official road, everything was in order, and there was strong power in the rain curtain, showing that they were well prepared for all possible actions of the enemy.
Cai Wenji breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the environment had returned to peace and joy. Like the Han concubines, she didn't care much about the wind, rain and war outside. Her thoughts were more focused on her daily life with her husband. At this time, she saw Ye Qing preparing to set off.
, and said: "Just drink this cup before going to war, and you will be well."
"Oh, that's fine." Ye Qing didn't regard this mortal battle as a formal expedition, but he was still accustomed to being kind to his Taoist companions. He just stared at the rain curtain above his head, not knowing what he was waiting for.
Although she knew that her husband was a little absent-minded, but he could do something, Cai Wenji's face was filled with a happy smile. She was not impatient and continued to control the heat methodically and accurately in her hands...
It's not okay to be impatient, as the tea you make will taste bad.
She heard His Highness Da Siming's clone talk about it once. This is a very special way of drinking tea among the immortals in the outer world in the recently tortured information. The tea is a spiritual tea picked by beautiful and pure virgins from the wild tea trees in the blessed land. The water is
It is taken from the spiritual spring produced in the fairy garden. The fire does not use ordinary fire, but the girl's jade hands stimulate the Mu De spiritual energy. The real fire containing the vitality of the green veins is heated through the ice jade spiritual pattern, and the sound of bubbles is heard in the teapot.
Of course, different types of real fire cooking have different tastes and different efficiencies.
"There are no green veins in the outer world, so your husband should be the first to drink this green fire tea, and he will be blessed." The young Han concubine bent over the pot with a graceful manner, poured the cooked tea into the cup, and handed it to her husband.
Ye Qing's clone quietly sipped this cup of tea, and suddenly received the true body at this moment. I wonder if he felt the Taoist companion's blessings, and smiled: "Good tea... The fairy ship cannot participate in mortal wars, so you stay in the ship."
, wait for my triumphant return."
"Well..." Cai Wenji put away her cup and stood alone on the top of the mountain, watching her husband go down the mountain. Cheers rang out in the distance.
"If the emperor comes in person, this battle will be won -"
"Long live Long live Long live"
The invincible reputation of the King of Han has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the Han army. This time, for the first time, the #immortal clone was stationed in the middle army. The morale of the soldiers soared and reached the peak. They heard three shouts of long live, which shook the rainy night.
Since the end of the Cai Dynasty's destiny, the Han Dynasty has not tabooed the cry of long live - Qin lost its deer, and the whole world chased it away.
In this world, it is the same. I saw a large army rising up, with high morale, and quickly moved northward into the night rain and fog.
The young Concubine Han was still watching from the hill, and did not return to the ship for a long time.
There is a huge camp on the plain in the rain, with lights on and people looking at each other fiercely. Taoist soldiers and magicians on duty are patrolling inside and outside the camp. Occasionally they cast their gaze to the south to sense whether there are any enemies. At the back of the camp to the north, there are magic-blessed tents all year round.
The official road was smooth and not slippery. The generals led their armies, and the Immortal Master led his teams of magicians from behind from time to time. After inspection, they merged into the main camp.
The lights in the main tent were brightly lit. Dongling Marquis greeted the elders and direct disciples of several newly arrived Tude Immortal Sects, and said to their sect masters: "We want to unify because the Han Dynasty provoked a civil war and invaded our territory.
, In fact, the King of Han would not be so irrational. Once the matter cools down, the issue of nine thousand refugees will eventually fall to the issue... But then, it is a bit difficult to explain why we broke our promise and broke the contract in the first place."
The heads of Tude Xianmen who were present looked at each other for a while, and in understanding, they shouted: "But this is the principle of Qingmai, not the principle of our Huangmai. Yu Jian stirred up the trouble and made the matter worse, so he finally fought for the backstage... Our families and
There is some connection with heaven, and incense must be burned to provide momentum in heaven."
"Thank you very much for your support"
Donglinghou was overjoyed. He involved these immortal sects in order to increase their bargaining chips. At this time, he gave them reassurance: "Don't worry, I won't rush to fight with the King of Han directly overnight, or even regain Meng Meng."
As a county town, this strategy is primarily to create a damaged image of us."
"...We will never give the King of Han the opportunity or excuse to directly suppress us, but will submit the lawsuit to the higher level through a process. We, Dongling Prefecture, can stand up to the Han State, so why worry about the higher-ups not secretly supporting us?"
Marquis Dongling smiled, now the Five Meridians are working together, but the struggle will not disappear. The high-level budget share tilt has its own standards. As the saying goes, only children who can cry will have milk..."
The hidden meaning of these words made all the immortals present laugh, and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.
The heads of several sects even laughed secretly. To be honest, all the officials below the prefect of Meng County were killed. It sounded quite shocking. It was estimated that the Marquis of Dongling was also very frightened and angry. However, for the immortal sect, they were not in conflict with each other, and they were not hostile to the King of Han.
...That's an Earth Immortal. Who would be hostile to an Earth Immortal when they are full and risk their lives?
But competing for budget share is related to the chances of each immortal sect becoming an immortal. If there is no reason, the King of Han will be used as a target. If the law does not punish everyone, why not do it?
"Report - the seven real people who were chasing the Han envoys in the front lost news and did not report on time."
"What?"
Dong Linghou accidentally dropped his riding whip. He felt danger again in his heart, but he was still vague and uncertain. He wondered: "They chased into Mengjun's city? Didn't they tell them not to conflict directly?"
"Well, the last reported location a quarter of an hour ago was still thirty miles away from Mengjun's capital, and it has not crossed the mountainous area. Theoretically, it is safe due to magnetic disorder, but it does not rule out entering enemy-occupied territory."
Enemy-occupied territory...
Dong Linghou was agitated. He pulled over a terrain map and checked the position of his own troops on it: "We are now fifty miles outside the city of Mengjunfu. Thirty miles is the enemy-occupied area, which means that the opponent can already see..."
"Report - enemy attack." The real person who desperately fled back shouted from a distance, half of his body was stained with blood, and he said out of breath: "There are thousands of unidentified real people found in front of us, and there are...
…”
"What else?" Dong Linghou asked with an ugly face, waving his hands to the generals, asking them to quickly direct the army to respond.
"It's an immortal... The immortal is sitting in charge, and the dragon energy has not been detected, but the description is very likely to be the King of Han himself..."
"It's impossible that he has no time to escape from the front battlefield," Dong Linghou shouted, but he seemed to be more aware, and his face turned pale again: "It's a clone, by the way... The King of Han is an earthly immortal, and his clone can be cultivated to the highest level of a true immortal...
…But their green vein resources are poor and scarce, so how can they cultivate additional ones…”
"Haha, I didn't expect anyone to be able to laugh at me if I am poor..."
A faint laughter came from the night sky. Everyone looked up and saw a young Taoist who calmly raised his hand and made no move. However, the sound of wind broke through the air, and hundreds of escaping lights followed closely behind him.
Behind him, he suddenly turned and separated in two directions to surround him. It looked like huge wings of light unfolded behind the immortal, turning into countless pieces of light feathers that crisscrossed and invaded down.
boom
The large-scale ban, as green as glass, covers the battlefield. It does not directly massacre with lethal group spells, but it has an absolute advantage in monopolizing the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles. It controls the field and bans the Tude Zhenren from mobilizing spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and directly blocks their high-end warfare.
force
Then, the Longlong group charged, the ground was crushed, the rain curtain tore open, and the charge of Taoist soldiers and magicians appeared in front of all Donglingzhou soldiers, and everyone was dumbfounded.
"Hou... Lord Hou, please give the order quickly, what shall I do..." the general asked in a trembling voice, not daring to start a war directly for a while. This was not only because the lord's weak attitude of avoiding war had shaken their fighting spirit and confidence, but also because of the high-end opponent at this time.
Combat power does not directly kill, which gives an illusion of being able to survive smoothly, and the most important weight is the immortal standing in the sky... the earth immortal
Even if the Earth Immortal clone is an Earth Immortal by name, who dares to directly give the order to take action? Not afraid of committing a serious crime of attacking an immortal?
"An order? Yes, an order...I..."
Dong Linghou's lips moved, and he couldn't say any orders at once. His mind was filled with confusion... How could he just kill him?
This is unreasonable. I haven't even killed him yet, and the lawsuit process hasn't even been implemented yet. Why did the King of Han directly confront me and suppress me?