This time, with the support of 200,000 soldiers and disciples of saints, the risk of going deep was greatly reduced. Ye Qing personally led 25,000 Taoist soldiers and 100,000 main troops in a frontal attack in a few days, and once again advanced to the gates of Guangzong City.
A larger joint camp was rebuilt on the abandoned old camp, and there were partial division camps hundreds of miles east and west. The military spirit was condensed, and the murderous intention affected the celestial phenomena, with wind, rain and thunder coming from time to time.
Similarly, a large number of real people from outside areas gathered in Guangzong City again, numbering 1,500. It can be said that except for the real people who sniped at a few partial armies, the rest have all shrunk here to prepare for the attack.
A dense crowd of Taoists gathered and were busy, with blood shining in their eyes.
"Is the arrangement down there ready?"
"No problem, the enemy will never try again..."
The real people may not have read much, but they can become true immortals in other areas, but they are all brave people who dare to fight. In this area, they all have a strong Taoist heart, dominate the world, and have a bright future. How can they be willing to fail here?
Seeing this, several Taoists who were vaguely leaders looked at each other sullenly: "There is something strange happening on the Star Lord ship, so the direct lineage of these saints is unreliable."
"Huh, now we have to break this situation to get out."
A transport convoy entered Jizhou, where the green grass was rolling and the villages along the way were desolate. The place had long been deserted, and there were some who were hungry and hungry.
The magician who reported the report entered. Although this villa was built hastily, it still basically existed. As he walked along the corridor, the sky gradually darkened, and the sunset appeared in the curling smoke.
This palace is not big, with thirty or forty wing rooms and several palaces. The only thing worthy of praise is that hundreds of peach trees are in bloom, reflecting the mist on the pond.
"Your Majesty is just admiring the flowers." The magician heard the news, hesitated for a moment, and then went over. He saw Ye Qing meditating in a pavilion, with a mixture of joy and sadness on his face, not daring to move forward.
Ye Qing saw him and asked, "Why do you want to see me?"
Then he handed it over, and when the emperor read it carefully, the magician made a concise report: "This is the eleventh branch, transporting 20,000 stones of grain, and what I saw along the way.
Ye Qing watched, the fragrance of flowers came with the wind, it was quiet and refreshing, but he smiled bitterly.
Although it is cold this year, the snow in Jizhou has already melted away by this time. Unfortunately, there are only a few people in the area, let alone farming, social development and prosperity, and there are too many things that can be delayed by the war.
Both in defense and attack, the goal is to destroy the enemy as a group... Of course, there are successes and failures. The battlefield situation is ever-changing, and success or failure can only be instantaneous. It is a bloodletting for both sides.
However, the Han army, regardless of Taoist soldiers, county soldiers, princes soldiers, or even saint disciples, all grew up with blood, and the mortality rate continued to decrease.
Ye Qing thought of this. After crossing the bridge, there was suddenly the sound of music as thin as a gossamer. Ye Qing passed the pavilion and saw a cobblestone corridor in front of him, facing a large hall. Almost no one spoke, and it was solemn.
Ye Qing felt a sudden fear in his heart. He stood still and ordered: "The transportation team can allocate two thousand stones of food to help people on the spot if they meet them."
The magician responded and stepped back. Ye Qing stood still, his eyes dark.
After a series of bloody battles, all the armies tended to become hard-core. The real person from Outland knew that something was wrong and changed his strategy again - differentiation
They focused on fighting Ye Qing's main force and deliberately ignored the princes and saint disciples. As long as they did not massively reinforce Ye Qing, they would let them go...
This does have an effect. Many saint disciples and princes are familiar with this method, and intentionally or unintentionally feel like sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.
They gradually realized that in the war with the real dragon, as long as they succeeded in slaying the dragon, the rest would be in vain
The secrets of heaven and earth were connected. Ye Qing clearly felt this murderous intention and immediately sneered: "You are dreaming if you want to gather fire to kill me."
While he was thinking about it, Ye Qing's eyes lit up, and he saw a flower wall covered with ivy, which was very elegant. Seeing this, he smiled dumbly. Ye Qing was about to go back, when he suddenly saw a brilliance light up, and he stopped calmly.
The palace here is forbidden by dragon energy. Only a few people can use this method. After a while, a young girl emerges, who is the emperor's daughter.
She had gone to infiltrate the veins of underground erosion, and now she came back anxiously: "When I went this time, I saw that this city was completely twisted into an alien territory. Not only was there no opportunity to exploit it, but once it broke out, it might not be able to be suppressed."
Ye Qing stared at her for a while: "Don't talk about this...especially those saint disciples."
"Huh?" The emperor's daughter woke up after being stunned, staring at this ethnic group, and finally said reluctantly: "Okay, you are the human emperor of our tribe."
She glanced at Ye Qing's sword from the corner of her eye and left.
The last golden rays of the setting sun passed through her clothes, revealing her hazy curves, and then her figure melted and disappeared in the glow.
Ye Qing withdrew his gaze. He knew for sure that he had not chosen the path of the Human Emperor, but he understood that the other party must have something to point out, and he drew the Scarlet Sky Sword in a deep voice.
After half a year of killing foreigners, the sword's body faded away from red and gradually turned golden. There were faint image runes floating on both sides of the sword's spine... And the scabbard was wrapped with colorful silk threads, containing a dark light. It was clear that the rare five colors belonged to the same family. This was Nuwa.
The "little gift" in the mouth.
"These saints all have their own plans." Ye Qing exhaled and sheathed his sword: "The truth will come out soon, but we still have to see what else she is hiding from me."
At the same time, from the Central Plains to Hebei, dozens of escaping lights came from Luoyang.
This escaping light rises up together, enters together, and is relayed to Jizhou again and again... Physical transmission is more troublesome and dangerous than Xunpan communication. Because the magician consumes mana quickly, he has to change people at each stage, and the communication must be kept silent during this period.
, to avoid discovery.
Along the way, it was necessary to take many detours to avoid areas where Taoists from outside the realm might exist. It was already two days later when it was delivered to Qinghe County. Due to the changes in the war situation, the front line advanced too fast, and this time it was sent to the wrong place.
When he heard the news, the face of the magician who delivered the message turned dark on the spot. He drove the distance he was responsible for overnight, and if he tried his best to send it another hundred miles, he would die.
Fortunately, there is still a small group of magicians left in the logistics camp of Qinghe County. The leader of the left-behind group is Zhuge Liang, who happens to be a familiar disciple of his Taoist academy. This makes the magicians relieved.
Zhuge Liang walked out quickly, glanced at the exhausted senior, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, senior, you can rest now."
After saying that, he ordered the food and wine to be served immediately, arranged hot water for bathing, and cleaned the bed.
Seeing that Zhuge Liang was commanding Yu Jian and making arrangements, the senior immediately softened his expression. He looked carefully and saw that this junior was still very young, less than twenty.
Gong smiled: "That would be troublesome."
Zhuge Liang made arrangements and was about to send people to the frontline camp. At this moment, he took a quick look and saw that the wooden box in the senior's hand had a Taoist seal on it, and there were faint patterns painted on it, such as a golden sycamore tree, a blue phoenix... It was really
Weird sign.
As the academic master of the Imperial Taixue Taoist Academy, Zhuge Liang was familiar with all subjects in the academy and was convinced that he was familiar with all the Taoist seal models. However, he had never seen anything like this, so he realized that this thing was unusual. He pondered for a while and went out of camp to wait and see.
It was still early in the morning, and the land at the beginning of spring was a little muddy. The roads were long and the woods were covered with clouds and smoke. Birds were flying in the forest. Occasionally, they saw a flash of blood and their wings fell down... The Taoist from the outside world did not hide his existence at all, and even the birds and beasts were so arrogant.
All brought to the level of blood sacrifice.
There is no absolutely safe rear in the monk battlefield. It is only a hundred miles away from the main force, but it is already full of dangers.
Zhuge Liang finally understood why his superiors kept them here, and it must be related to the delivery of this object. At this time, he thought about it and said: "There are many enemy real people cruising nearby to intercept and kill. It is very dangerous to go there like this. I will lead the team myself."
Escort this thing over."
The group left behind were all interns from the Imperial Taixue Taoist Academy. They all breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. This senior was miraculous in the use of Qimen Dunjia, and was very good at arranging formations to join forces. They achieved a lot in the past six months, and finally broke through the resource bottleneck and became
Shuimai Daoist, with him leading the formation, a small group of Outland Daoist people can usually handle it.
The journey was relatively peaceful, and he arrived in the evening. Under the golden-red light of the sunset, Zhuge Liang reported the matter. While waiting at the door for an audience, it happened to be Zhang Fei's turn to be on duty today, a martial arts master and a water pulse master.
, the two of them stared at each other.
"What are you looking at, guy?"
"A true tiger general, your majesty has so many people."
Zhuge Liang praised casually, not afraid of the formation, and turned to look at the temporary palace built on grass. He could see two trees in the corner, one was a peach tree, and the other was also a peach tree...
"Brother, please find some idiots." Zhang Fei said. He was thirty years old, but his temper was still the same as before.
Zhuge Liang was speechless. He had long heard that General Zhang was your Majesty's third brother, and he was not as familiar with him.
It is cold in the north, and at this time both peach blossoms are in full bloom, white and bright red, either numerous or falling. They are very beautiful under the red light of the sunset and make people feel cheerful.
"Come in." Someone in the main tent said, and Zhang Fei made way.
Zhuge Liang calmed down for a moment, got rid of distracting thoughts, held the Taoist sealed box in his hand, lowered his head and walked inside.
The light in the environment was dim, as if no lights had been lit yet. In the eyes of a real person, there was no difference. He was a cautious person, and did not violate etiquette by looking too much or using his spiritual sense to explore. He only caught a glimpse of a few cases behind him, wearing ordinary clothes.
A middle-aged man... This is Emperor Yingwu, the new master of the empire.
There is burning incense floating in the air, and there seems to be a faint scent of women's body. There was no woman coming in or out when I was waiting. At this moment, there is no one else in the tent...
Zhuge Liang's eyebrows tightened. His intuition was very keen, and he felt a vague sense of danger behind him. Someone must have hidden his body, but he had visited the leader of the magician group - the noble little empress Mi.
This dangerous feeling made him suddenly realize that the opponent's cultivation level was extremely high...
The emperor of the empire must be surrounded by expert personal guards. When he thought about it, it was not strange. He knelt down and worshiped: "Your Majesty, urgent delivery to Luoyang."
"Yeah." Ye Qing didn't pay much attention to him. He just waved his hand and pulled the wooden box into his hands. He glanced at the phoenix tree and phoenix symbol above.
He has never seen such a seal.
Moreover, this small wooden box was obviously the second batch of resources sent by Da Siming through Xiantao to bypass the barrier. However, it was not the materials Ye Qing expected to make the trap, but some kind of finished product.
While thinking about it, the seal touched the true dragon's energy and automatically unsealed.