Hearing this, all the Star Lords said yes one after another. Later, because Wang Lang had experienced the battlefield personally, he naturally had some concerns in his heart, so he took the lead to speak:
"Grandmaster, my disciples have personally experienced this battle. Now the strength of the monsters has increased too quickly. First, there was the transformation of the monster clan's heritage, and then the monster beasts transformed. And in this battle, hundreds of thousands of low-level monsters suddenly appeared.
Beast monster, it can be seen that the enemy has mastered the method of quickly replenishing the middle and low-level troops,"
He paused briefly, and seeing that Li Yukong did not show any dissatisfaction, he continued:
"Although we have Elder Kaiyangtian's method of increasing the power and Yin Xingjun's method of improving the concentration of pills, they are not enough. After all, the number of disciples in the inner and outer sects of the Taoist sect is limited. If there is no way to suppress it, one will decline and the other will increase, and the number will increase.
The more passive you are. I wonder if the ancestor has a way to solve it?"
Hearing this, other Xingjun also cast their gazes at Li Yukong, waiting for an expected answer.
Li Yukong stroked his beard, laughed and said:
"What Wang Xingjun said is absolutely true. It is true that the Taoist sect has paid too much attention to the quality of its disciples and ignored the quantity of its disciples in the past ten thousand years. Of course, this is also the current situation. Before this war, if the Taoist sect expanded too much, it would easily cause chaos in the world, but
Things are different now, the war has broken out, and we must quickly increase our strength as the best strategy."
Li Yukong paused, glanced at everyone, and continued:
"I have a method, which is a simplified version of the method of descending from the gods. It can introduce the heroic spirits of Taoist sages into the body, and enhance one's own strength by at least one level in a short time. It can also be used by the grassroots disciples of the inner sect, so that the combat power can be supplemented by the strength of the army.
Insufficient in quantity.”
"Great. If the simplified version of the God's Descent Method can be used by ordinary disciples, then our combat power will not only be improved by a level, but also our morale will be greatly improved, killing two birds with one stone."
Li Jikun spoke up in time, and the kind words came pouring out.
Li Yukong nodded slightly and continued:
"The second step is for each palace to recall all the outer disciples who have left the Taoist sect. The disciples under forty years old will be recalled first, and then through Yin Xingjun's method of promoting disciples to condense the pills, they will be promoted to the state of enlightenment, and our side will be strengthened.
Insufficient resources of low-level soldiers.”
"It's so wonderful. If these disciples use the simplified version of the divine descending method, their strength will be close to the real level. In this case, there is no need to fear monsters."
Li Jikun offered a wave of flattery at the right time, and Li Yukong smiled even brighter and continued:
"The third step is that what Middle-earth lacks the most is people, ordinary mortals, so let Da Zhen expand his army as soon as possible. At the same time, the weapon refining halls of various palaces will strengthen cooperation with Da Zhen, and make every effort to create various talismans and arm those ordinary soldiers.
Coupled with the military formation, we can at least outnumber and overwhelm the low-level demon and barbarian soldiers with ten enemies to one."
There was a sudden burst of applause, and Li Jikun clapped his hands vigorously and interjected with excitement:
"It's high, it's really high. The founder's clever plan will bring peace to the world, so there's no need to worry about the demons being destroyed."
Li Yukong frowned in displeasure at being interrupted. Seeing this, Li Jikun stopped applauding and fell into awkward silence. Li Yukong cleared his throat and said loudly:
"When these three aspects are fully prepared, it will be time for us to launch a counterattack. I hope that all the stars will cooperate sincerely and go all out to get these three things done."
"You will definitely live up to your destiny!"
…
In Taichang, the capital city, in the Sanxi Hall of the majestic palace, Emperor Yongguang (reign name Yongguang), the emperor of the great earthquake, was furious, and roars came from the house.
The usual solemn treasure statue of Emperor Yongguang has disappeared. At this moment, his face is distorted by anger. The muscles on his face are trembling, and his eyes are as sharp as fire, and he roars:
"Trash, they are all trash. The 200,000-strong army did not capture Xijing, and allowed Lao Ba to gain a firm foothold. Even Hangu Pass, which was finally captured, was lost. How come you still have the honor to come back? Why don't you die here?"
Yongzhou."
Kneeling on the ground in front was an old man wearing armor. He was none other than Zuo Liangying, the Grand Marshal of the Great Shock Dynasty. He lowered his body, lowered his head, and begged with a trembling voice:
"The guilty minister deserves to die. Please punish me, brother."
At this time, standing aside, a handsome young man wearing a black gauze winged crown and a red round-necked dragon robe bowed and saluted:
"Please calm down my father. I believe that the failure of this battle cannot be entirely blamed on Uncle Fourteen. The main reason is that Lord Yin Huaixing of the sect is eager for quick success, which caused the army to fall into a trap..."
"Shut up. As a prince, he has no strategy and no knowledge of people. He only knows how to travel around and not do his job. Are you still trying to defend the old fourteenth? Then let me ask you, is it your recommendation for him to serve as the marshal of the army and command the Pingxi army?
Right? Moreover, Daomen is responsible, but the army fled. The fourteenth old man did not restrain the army and retreated steadily. He only wanted to save his own life. The commander fled first, which led to the morale of the army. Nine out of ten of the army were lost, and they left Xijing.
There are less than 20,000 soldiers who escaped, do you think the Fourteenth should die?"
Emperor Yongguang pointed angrily at Prince Zuo Li, jumped up and cursed. Zuo Li didn't know how to answer for a moment. He was already weak in temperament, and he didn't dare to say an explanation at this moment, so he stammered:
"My dear, my dear, I know I was wrong."
"Humph!" Emperor Yongguang snorted coldly, and ignored Prince Zuo Li. Instead, he stared at Zuo Liangying who was lying on the ground again. Then he pointed his finger at Zuo Sisi, who was standing on the other side, and said coldly to Zuo Liangying:
"Old Fourteen, you are not even as good as a child. Although it was the first time for Si'er to lead an army and participate in such a large-scale battle. Although he failed to turn the tide when the army was defeated, he did his best despite the monsters and barbarians' pursuit.
Only by gathering the deserters can the 20,000 soldiers come back, otherwise the whole army will be annihilated."
At this time, Zuo Sisi's face was pale, and it was obvious that he had been seriously injured and had not yet recovered. He heard Emperor Yongguang's words praising him, but he couldn't show anything at this moment, otherwise he would also make the prince's faction dissatisfied.
Able to remain silent.
The two old men in front of him, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, have completely different expressions. The tall and thin old man is Liu Yeming, the left prime minister of the Great Earthquake. As a member of the prince's faction, his face is as gloomy as water at the moment. Facing the emperor Jifeng
There was no explanation for Xu Yu's accusation, he just lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes slightly, and did not argue.
The short, fat old man on the other side, although he also had a serious face, still showed a hint of gloating at the corners of his slightly raised mouth. This man was none other than Zhang Wentian, the Prime Minister of the Great Earthquake.
After Emperor Yongguang had scolded him enough, he took a few deep breaths and said viciously:
"Password to my decree, Zuo Liangying is immediately dismissed from the post of General Marshal of the Army, demoted to General of Military Strategy, and sent to garrison at the Devil's Killing Pass. He will not be allowed to return to the capital within ten years."
After hearing this, Prince Zuo Li just took a step forward to try to get a lighter sentence, but Liu Yeming, the left prime minister beside him, calmly tugged at the corner of his clothes to signal him not to push forward.
After Zuo Li noticed it, he hesitated for a moment and took back his steps, sighing helplessly. On the other side, the right minister Zhang Wentian's mouth curled up even more.
"The prince has no knowledge of people and is mediocre in government affairs. He will be banned from the East Palace immediately. He will sit behind closed doors to think about his mistakes and will not be allowed to go out for half a year."
Emperor Yongguang's cold words came again, like a thunderbolt exploding in the heart of Prince Zuo Li. His body swayed slightly, but he still managed to hold on, bowed and saluted, and he was unwilling but had to lower his head and said:
"My son, I accept my order."
The small court meeting ended like this. Some families were happy and some were sad. The prince's faction was devastated. The second prince's faction represented by the Right Prime Minister was satisfied. The political world ushered in a new pattern.