"Is Wang Xuan a true disciple of Taoism?" Emperor Dingyuan came up with a copy of the urgent report.
Hehe smiled.
Do you still need to report this matter?
He threw the memorial aside.
"Calculate all the memorials that exposed Wang Xuan. These people should be Buddhist pawns. We will look for opportunities to deal with them later."
"Yes." The waiter on the side responded in a low voice.
Everyone has secrets in their hearts. As for whether Wang Xuan is Wang Xuan, is this question important?
As long as you can use it for yourself, what else does it matter?
As for real strength?
Is there anything else worth noting about Zhenjin now?
After Yuan Duzi disappeared, the entire Zhenjin Dao Sect was in disarray. The rest of the people could be ignored.
Emperor Dingyuan gathered his thoughts. Now, the key lies in Buddhism.
The Buddhist sect is so powerful that even if they are afraid of the royal family's trump card and dare not push too hard, they can still completely suppress the entire royal family by constantly encroaching and dividing them.
Although he has gathered all the forces he can, he is still lagging behind the Buddha Sect.
Therefore, if Yuanxi really has a huge amount of purple snow stone veins, then this may become a key point in the future changes in power.
As the military formation becomes more powerful, the role of the Grandmaster gradually weakens. Only by cooperating with the military formation can we exert great combat power.
The future development trend is that some masters no longer have the power to intimidate.
On this basis, the more Purple Snow Stones, the stronger the military formation, the smaller the role of the Grandmaster, and the greater the benefit to the imperial power.
Because cultivating a grandmaster and forming a military formation comparable to a grandmaster are completely different levels of difficulty.
Moreover, as long as the resources are sufficient, the military formation can be reorganized at any time. But the Grand Master cannot.
"By the way, what has Wang Xuan done these days?" Emperor Dingyuan suddenly thought of it and asked casually.
The chamberlain was on the side, respectfully reporting the information transmitted from Yue Lu.
Killing people, killing people, and using public property for private purposes. And they don’t hide it.
"This kid." Emperor Dingyuan understood Wei He's thoughts instantly. This was clearly giving him a handle. As long as he was dissatisfied, he could always find an excuse to change the position of the general of Jusha.
So, this is a sensible person.
Although Wang Xuan is young, he has a good mind.
"What I took privately were ordinary supplies. Since you like it so much, you should give as much as you want!" Emperor Dingyuan picked up the ink pen and began to write a new edict on a blank edict.
There is nothing else in the big moon, except that there are a lot of supplies such as food.
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Woo~
The long trumpet sound slowly sounded from the army.
Surrounded by lush green mountains, a winding driveway stretches like a gray ribbon to the end of the invisible mountains.
On the driveway, a team with a huge royal flag erected was rushing forward quickly along the driveway.
On the black military flag, the word "王" is written in large letters in dark red letters.
The vanguard will be Chen Xin, a master of the divine power realm who is one of the three leaders of Jusha. He has officially surrendered at this time.
Of course, no one knows what you think when you surrender on the surface.
But all Wei He wants is superficial obedience.
The other two people, Wang Zitao and Zhang Qixiu, were guarding Wei He. Zhang Qixiu originally wanted to struggle, but Wei He's successive killing moves frightened him.
When people kill people to establish authority, they always have to find some excuse.
But when Wei He kills people, he has to create a reason even if there is no reason. It all depends on whether he wants to.
At this time, the guards were beside Wei He. Zhang Qixiu was very nervous and kept an eye on Wei He's every move, for fear that he might misunderstand something and be beaten to death on the spot.
He had seen Wei He's moodiness in the past two days.
Even the people in the nine major military departments of my own have no mercy at all and will kill them at will. What else can I say to others?
There are two thousand Jusha troops in front, the baggage vehicles follow at the rear, and the last thousand Jusha troops are behind.
The entire formation is quite satisfactory.
The army moved forward slowly, but this speed was very slow for warriors, but extremely fast for ordinary people.
Within half an hour, we reached the Haizhou border ahead.
There is a wide abyss between the two cliffs, connected by a wide chain suspension bridge.
But when the army marched here, the spies in front who were responsible for exploring the road were suddenly intercepted.
Groups of men and women dressed in mourning clothes and with their arms tied with black veils lined up to block one end of the suspension bridge, completely blocking the way for the passing army.
On the open space on both sides, there are white wreaths, flower baskets, and portraits of the deceased placed on wooden platforms, instantly turning the place into a mourning hall.
The mountain wind blew by, and these people looked at the gathering soldiers with sorrow and anger, and their eyes were filled with hatred as they gradually approached.
Especially staring at Wei He who was riding a war horse in the army.
One of them, a tall and thin old man with a goatee, big sleeves fluttering, and red eyes, stepped forward.
"Oh my God! Open your eyes!" He raised his head and roared, and with the blessing of his martial arts cultivation, his voice vibrated so much that the surrounding mountains reverberated with echoes.
"My son, Xu Shenghan, just glanced at the general during the military formation, and was beheaded on the spot in public! How unfair! How ridiculous!!"
"I have never heard of anyone in history being killed for looking at his own general! What an injustice!!"
The old man fell to the ground, bursting into tears and crying like a mess.
As soon as he started this.
The other old men came forward one by one, bursting into tears, and angrily accused Wei He of his cruelty and absurdity.
In the Jusha Army, because Wei He deliberately sought trouble, more than 20 sergeants were dealt with. This was only a superficial figure. In fact, he dealt with even more secretly.
The families and relatives of these people gathered together, and under the organization of thoughtful people, this was the scene in front of them.
"You are the elite of Dayue who protect our family and country! You are the strongest military number in the entire Dayue True Blood Martial Arts. With such a strong army, is it necessary to run the army with cruelty and unfairness?"
"Everyone in this world who governs the military with violence will never end well!"
"Let this unfaithful and unjust person get his retribution!! The eyes of the sky will be opened!"
The voices of the relatives of the slain sergeants gathered together and shook the surrounding valleys.
For a while, the wind echoed loudly, and the whole cliff was so noisy that nothing could be heard clearly.
Wei He sat on his horse with an expressionless face, watching the farce on the opposite side.
There were dozens of people in the crowd, mixed with some people who didn’t know where they were together, and their cries were loud.
The mourners in the front row almost spit on the visors of the vanguard.
Some of the sergeants holding weapons in their hands retreated unconsciously. Whether intentionally or forced, the military formation gradually became somewhat deformed.
Wei He slowly raised his hand.
"Load the bow."
The military order was like a mountain, and the archers at the rear of the army hesitated for a moment, but still raised their giant bows one after another.
A giant two-meter-long ox-horned bow was quickly strung with arrows.
The sound of the bow strings being tightened is uniform and uniform, showing the elite.
"We have come here today with the intention of dying. If we cannot find justice for my son, we will use our blood to call him." The voice of the mourner continued.
laugh.
Wei He swung his hand down, like a chopping knife.
Wow!!
A dense rain of arrows suddenly rose into the sky, like a line of black rain, creating a perfect parabola and falling heavily on a group of people in mourning clothes below.
Because of the great strength of the Otsuki warrior, each of these arrows weighed several kilograms.
The bow string and body are made of exotic animal materials and can withstand thousands of kilograms of force.
A group of relatives in mourning clothes who were yelling and yelling in front of the bridge were suddenly hit by an overwhelming rain of arrows and pinned to an empty space on the ground.
The Jusha Army's powerful martial arts cultivation meant that none of the arrows they fired damaged the structure of the suspension bridge.
All are extremely accurate.
The yelling stopped abruptly.
The air suddenly became quiet.
The black horse sitting under Wei He snorted greedily, showing his fangs. His blood-red eyes seemed to be aroused by the flesh and blood on the ground, and he wanted to move forward to feast.
But Wei He held him down with one hand and couldn't move.
No one in the group of mourners blocking the road in front seemed to have expected that Wei He would order an attack on these defenseless people.
Even though some of them were also junior military officials who practiced martial arts, all of them were relatives of the killed sergeant at this time.
I came here this time to follow the instructions of the person behind me, and I wanted to get some extra benefits after completing the task.
Can
"Clear the place." Zhang Qixiu's voice next to Wei He was trembling.
There are hundreds of people in front of us, most of them are unarmed civilians. Such a formation, such a murderous intention
It gave him a new understanding of the new commander.
This is simply a top genius who is ruthless and will never change his purpose due to any obstacles.
Also, from the previous performance of martial arts in front of the emperor and the brazen attack on the grandmaster, we can see that this person's murderous nature and courage are simply shocking.
Soon a group of people immediately came forward to clean up the corpses on the ground, and the army continued to move forward.
From the beginning to the end, Wei He didn't even look at the corpse that had been moved away from the ground.
The horse's hooves trampled on the pool of blood and passed by.
As the army moved forward, over the cliffs, the surrounding terrain gradually became flat, and gradually entered a wider area of Haizhou.
However, the Sand Gathering Army did not go to any city, but followed another direction, heading towards a deserted direction.
About three quarters of an hour later.
The three thousand soldiers and horses of the Jusha Army gradually stopped their formation and stood on a vast and boundless green grassland.
The green grassland stretches as far as the eye can see, with birds rising and falling, but strangely there is no sound of insects.
Wei He raised his hand.
Wang Zitao, Chen Xin, and Zhang Qixiu raised their hands high at the same time.
"It's true!"
Wang Zitao shouted in a deep voice to calm down his distracting thoughts.
Immediately, all the sub-body military formations implanted in Jusha Army's bodies began to light up with a faint white light.
The True Beast Star Core worn by each person slowly began to release invisible fine particles.
These particles combine with the surrounding infuriating energy and turn into wisps of gray smoke that evaporate.
All the sand-gathering troops bathed in this smoke, those who had not entered the true blood, were also driven, their senses expanded, their eyes brightened, and they gradually saw the true scene in front of them clearly.
The smoke slowly dissipated.
Around everyone, the original green grassland disappeared, replaced by a gray-white, desolate plain like a desert.
At the foot of the ground are countless fine white sands.
Not far ahead, there is a huge blood-red area that looks like a wall.
From the location of the Sand Gathering Army, a hundred meters further, it was like entering another bloody world.