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Chapter VII The military book

"Husband, the demon from Dongyi is here!"

Mrs. Jiang rushed into the house anxiously, staggered and almost fell down.

She couldn't help but not be afraid. The sky was dark outside, and the sun and moon were dim. It seemed like she had returned to the darkest day in her life seven years ago.

On that day, her newly married husband collapsed in the lobby and fell into a coma till now. After all the hard work, she didn't expect the Dongyi thieves to come again!

"Don't panic!"

Gu Cheng sat in front of the case, writing with a pen in one hand, hugging Mrs. Jiang with the other hand, and said two words calmly.

This unfazed calmness infected Ms. Jiang. She curled up in her husband's arms and calmed down, feeling fearless in everything.

"Are you crazy?"

But Wen Zhong outside could not be so calm, and watched in horror as the Jiuli Staff turned into ashes and dispersed, replaced by nine unique caves.

Jiuli Cave Heaven!

Home reversal!

The Dongyi people called Dongyi by merchants are actually officially called Jiuyi. They are the descendants of the Jiuli tribe in the past, which were the nine tribes commanded by Chi You who competed with the Yellow Emperor.

After the Lich War, the two tribes were reduced to history and withdrew from their status as rulers, but their influence still remained.

The Wu Clan, in particular, inherited the path of divine martial arts from the last era of divine martial arts and specialized in martial arts. When the human race first rose to prominence, they were greatly influenced by it.

Later, the orthodox path of the human race was to combine martial arts and immortality to form an immortal martial system. However, there were also tribes that worshiped the witch tribe blindly and were cruel and bloodthirsty. Those nine tribes were grouped together and named Jiuli, and their leader was Chi You.

Chiyou was defeated by Xuanyuan, the Jiuli tribe perished, and the remaining tribesmen retreated to the east. This was the prototype of Jiuyi. After several generations of development, it became strong again, but no one dared to use the name Jiuli anymore.

With such an origin, it is no wonder that the Jiuli Staff became the sacrificial artifact of the Jiuyi tribe. It is not only a magic weapon, but also carries the luck of the tribe.

Now, the high priest smashed the Jiuli Staff, which is equivalent to turning the Jiuyi tribe into a rootless duck, and there is no longer any ancestor sacrifice.

Xia Jie was so cruel in the past. When he fought with him in Chengtang, he did not want to destroy the Jiuding handed down by Dayu in order to win, because it was related to the continuation of the entire human race. Xia Jie could not do anything like a sinner through the ages.

The ministers around him didn't allow him to do that.

But now the high priest killed King Shou at the cost of severely damaging Jiuyi's luck. His already thin body shrank directly, and every bone was visible. It was extremely terrifying, but a monstrous coercion slowly rose from the body.

In a trance, it seemed that there was a demon fighting against heaven and earth, burrowing into his body, waiting for the moment to break out.

"Chi You's soul? It seems we really got it right, this old guy tried his best!"

The heart-attacking words were more effective than ever before. Wen Zhong was shocked and worried, and with one finger and two whips, there was another change.

This pair of male and female whips press the yin and yang to separate the two qi. They are gifts from the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit. Wen Zhong has been refining them for many years, and has reached the pinnacle of his achievements in the double whips. At this moment, he is eager to break through the previous limits and transform into twin dragons. The ups and downs are uncertain.

, fell down without a trace, and hit the high priest in the forehead.

"good!"

Huang Feiyan's experience was extraordinary and she couldn't help but cheer. She even hoped to see the old man's brain explode.

Unexpectedly, what caught his eye was the high priest who was completely unharmed. He didn't even pause in his steps.

Wen Zhong struck the whip repeatedly, but no matter where he hit the vital points, he was unable to cause any damage, let alone shake his determination to kill.

"Master, let me help you!"

At this moment, the five colors shone brightly, and a sacred bull looking for power fell down. Huang Feihu sat on it, holding a divine spear, and stabbed straight down at the high priest.

Wen Zhong's horse Mo Qilin also flew over, and thousands of palace guards arrived with him. However, it was Prime Minister Shang Rong who reported to Emperor Yi and dispatched them hurriedly.

With such a lineup, even the immortals had to stay away, but when the high priest flicked his sleeves, the guards were all scattered into the Jiuli space, making it impossible to use the combined attack formation.

Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu relied on the strength of their mounts to dodge one after another. They flew up and down around him and attacked desperately, but they still could not stop his indomitable momentum. They could only watch him step by step towards Prince Shou's Mansion.

"Go and inform His Highness, and stay away for a while!"

In desperation, Wen Zhong could only take out a talisman, put it on Huang Feiyan's back, and sent her into the house.

Although it is really humiliating to have to hide in the capital of Dashang, the high priest has gone completely crazy. At this time, ensuring the safety of King Shou is the first priority.

It was just a joke before, but now Wen Zhong has firmly believed that he must convince Emperor Yi to let King Shou take the throne. The high priest of Dongyi is good at divination. The future deduced by this person is absolutely correct. King Shou will definitely lead the Great Shang to destroy Dongyi.

, accomplishing things that have not been accomplished by our ancestors in previous generations.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!"

While Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu were trying their best to delay, Huang Feiyan had already rushed into the backyard and shouted loudly without caring about anything else.

She ran and shouted, and the entire palace was alarmed. The original atmosphere of fear erupted directly, and the slaves ran around, panicking all day long.

Finally, Huang Feiyan saw a maid waving to her in front of the backyard and leading the way to the study room.

Under the setting sun, she saw Gu Cheng sitting in the house, writing something on a bamboo slip, with the gentle and elegant Mrs. Jiang by her side.

Inside and outside the house, the two worlds blend together in a strange and harmonious way that people can't bear to destroy.

"Your Highness..."

Huang Feiyan opened her mouth, but she couldn't say what she wanted him to run away from.

When Gu Cheng wrote the last word, the world suddenly shook. Every soldier on the battlefield felt an invisible influence and inexplicably stopped everything they were doing.

Even the fiercely fighting high priest, Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu were no exception. After a moment of distraction, the three of them fought together again.

"It's done! The way of the military!"

Gu Cheng admired the bamboo slips in his hand and showed sincere joy.

The foundation for his revitalization of the Han Dynasty was the twelve volumes of Tianshu created by him. He absorbed the essence of hundreds of schools of thought and made achievements in all major fields. It can be said to be all-encompassing. After traveling through this destiny path, he did not have high ambitions and low ambitions, and went directly to

The fight for the position of Emperor of Heaven still starts from inspiring humanity, and the twelve volumes of Tianshu are also the foundation.

But when he wanted to write the twelve volumes of Tianshu and spread them to the world, he found that the obstacles in the world were increasing rapidly. Every time he wrote a word, it was like a move against the entire world.

Therefore, Gu Cheng concentrated on it and spent more than half a year to write this volume on the art of military strategy. Fortunately, slow work brought out careful work. This is not only Sun Tzu's Art of War, but the culmination of the art of war of all dynasties.

"This method can break the soul of the Jiuli Soldier Master!"

At this moment, Gu Cheng handed the military book to Huang Feiyan: "You were frightened along the way, take it and take revenge!"


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