The glory of the Conferred Gods List faded.

After being made such a fuss by the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, the Beihai army surrendered immediately. They were scared to death. They couldn't even hold their weapons, so how could they fight?

The one who made great contributions to the Dashang army was Jiang Ziya who prevented the massacre of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirits at the critical moment.

Guangchengzi and other golden immortals came down, greeted Wen Zhong, and looked at Jiang Ziya: "Ziya, as the master said, you really got something after coming down the mountain!"

"I don't dare, I don't dare, thank you Senior Brother Guangchengzi for your help!"

Jiang Ziya felt a little embarrassed and subconsciously wrapped himself in his robe, reluctant to give up.

Not only did he miss the majestic means of controlling the hexagrams and defending against enemies, but also the feeling of exploring the mysteries of heaven and earth, which fascinated him.

There had never been a moment when he felt that it was good to be a human being, to explore infinite splendor in a limited life, and to achieve the greatest meaning without necessarily being immortal.

Shen Gongbao: "￣へ￣"

Well, he was ignored again.

I was used to it before, but this time I saw the power of the humane robe, Shen Gongbao's heart also became hot, and he became more determined in his previous thoughts.

One day, I want you to look at me with admiration!

Guangchengzi left quickly and continued to gather together to capture the enemy. Wen Zhong came to the Beihai army and suddenly looked not far away.

Yuan Futong came over on his own horse: "Master Wen!"

Wen Zhong raised his eyebrows: "Master Yuan Hou, have you escaped from Donglu?"

"Jiang Huanchu is old. He is no longer the Dongbohou he used to be. He should have abdicated long ago to make way for someone more worthy."

Yuan Futong smiled, but at this juncture he still did not forget to cooperate with Jiang Wenhuan to cover up his lies, and sighed: "But I heard that the Grand Master's sword is not old, I, Beiyuan, was defeated after all!"

Wen Zhong knew that the rebellion in Beihai was to fight against the oppression of Donglu. He stroked his beard and said: "Follow me to Chaoge to see your majesty. No lives have been lost in this battle. Your majesty is kind and kind. Maybe you will be acquitted of your crime and exempted from the position of a prince."

, Demoted to civilians!”

"Master Wen is pretending to be confused. From the moment I liberated the slaves, the civil and military ministers could not tolerate me. If I join Chaoge, it will only lead to a dead end, and it will also involve the whole family!"

Yuan Futong shook his head and suddenly bowed: "Master Wen, after I die, please protect the safety of my family!"

Just when Wen Zhong was about to bend down to help him, he saw blood spreading from under Yuan Futong's forehead.

The leader of the seventy-two princes in the North Sea seemed to have lost his breath.

"well……"

Wen Zhong looked sad.

He was not only sad that the ambitious and capable prince committed suicide, but also sad that he might not be able to fulfill his last wish.

Those nobles will indeed not let Yuan Futong's relatives go, and will definitely use the most cruel methods to harm them to serve as a warning to others.

All Wen Zhong could do for the time being was to instruct his disciples: "Place the body of Lord Yuan in a safe place!"

The war subsided. In this expedition, they first eliminated Jiuyi's Wushen Guard, who was completely defeated this time, and then defeated the Beihai army, with a perfect record.

Of course, the resettlement of more than 200,000 slaves and surrendered troops is also a big problem. It is even unknown how many people will escape along the way. No matter how powerful Wen Zhong is, there is nothing he can do to stop this. He can only consider the issue after Banshi returns to the court.

However, Wen Zhong had just transferred his army when he received news from Dong Lu: "Did Jiang Wenhuan inherit the position of Dong Bohou?"

Under normal circumstances, this is not in line with the rules. Although the position of princes is hereditary, it must be approved by the Shang Emperor.

But when the war comes, sometimes we don’t care too much.

What's more, Jiang Wenhuan was originally Donglu's heir, so it wouldn't be surprising if Jiang Huanchu really wanted to abdicate and pass the throne to this talented son.

Thinking that Jiang Wenhuan was still the younger brother of the current empress Jiang, Wen Zhong was not prepared to question anything, he would just report it when he went back.

But Wen Zhong never expected that the real storm was yet to come.

Soon, Donglu's reforms spread to all the vassal states at an unprecedented speed.

"Imitate Bei Hai, liberate slaves, transfer into the army, serve as soldiers and civilians, and achieve military exploits, you can become a civilian!"

"Jiang Wenhuan, how dare Shu Zi'an do this! How dare Shu Zi'an do this!"

From countless places, the angry voices of nobles could be heard.

The influence is completely different.

One is the barren land of Beihai, where the seventy-two princes combined have only 30,000 soldiers.

One is the richest vassal state in the world. In Donglu alone, there are more than ten cities and countless villages.

Because when Donglu reformed, not only the former slaves from Beihai poured into the land of Donglu with great joy, but they also radiated to the surrounding areas, causing waves of resistance and flight.

…

Kitahara.

Dongbo Hou Chonghou Hu looked at the heads in front of him and uttered a bone-chilling voice from between his teeth: "Are these cheap slaves still on the run?"

The subordinate stepped forward tremblingly and reported: "According to statistics last night, another three thousand slaves escaped, but we only intercepted less than five hundred..."

Chonghou Huhu stood up and gave a cruel smile: "Okay! Okay! Then I will continue to kill until they no longer dare to escape, or until they are all dead!"

"Brother, this is just a matter of impulse, not a good idea!"

At this moment, Chong Heihu walked in.

There is a red gourd hanging on his waist, but he is dressed as a Taoist.

This is also a disciple of Jie Jiao. Although he is an outer sect and has not yet become an immortal, at this moment he took off the gourd from his waist and opened the cover. A stream of black energy rushed out. With a hoarse and hissing sound, a condor spread its wings and flew.

came out.

"This is the Iron-billed Condor, an ancient beast that can travel thousands of miles. Brother, please take a look!"

Chongheihu pointed in the distance, Chonghouhu only felt that his eyes were blurred, and his field of vision rose rapidly. The divine light was indeed like a torch. With the help of the eyes of the divine eagle, he looked towards the land of Beiyuan.

Compared with the prosperity of Donglu, with villages built around the city, Beiyuan is really poor. Except for the city where Chonghou Hu is located, there are only four or five small cities, all of which are in the south.

Donglu, Nanjiang, Xiqi, and Beiyuan are where the four major princes are located. Judging from their names, we can roughly judge whether they are rich or poor. Donglu is the first, which is understandable. Xiqi has a tendency to catch up from behind, but it is still not possible.

To catch up, the southern Xinjiang is full of miasma and dampness, and the northern plains are the most desolate.

However, the number of slaves is the largest in Beiyuan, because ordinary civilians are not willing to live in this ghost place, work in construction, and cannot do without slaves.

Now Chonghou Hu saw anxiously that slave resistance broke out everywhere in Beiyuan, which had caused great chaos and the operation of the entire vassal state had almost come to a standstill.

It can be seen from this that if the slaves really rebelled, Beiyuan would be the first to die. After killing all the slaves, Beiyuan would also be the first to die.

Taoism has its benefits. A clear view is more effective than a thousand words. Chong Houhu finally calmed down and took a deep breath: "What are your long-term plans?"

Chong Heihu said: "Now it seems that there is no other way but to change the system and keep the slaves!"

Chonghou Hu gritted his teeth and said: "Heihu, you won't be deceived by Chaoge's academy, and you want to pursue some kind of humanity, right?"

Chong Heihu shook his head: "Brother, we in Beiyuan cannot afford to lose slaves. I know you want to wait until Donglu is destroyed, but now Donglu is getting stronger. Even if it was besieged by the major princes in the past and was indeed destroyed, by that time

, Beiyuan is also finished, and your position as the four major princes cannot be kept!"

After hearing the last sentence, Chonghou Hu's cheeks suddenly twitched. He was used to being domineering and domineering, but he was not used to being a small prince and being oppressed by other princes.

Chong Heihu knew that his brother was shaken, so he struck while the iron was hot: "Besides, our reforms will also be beneficial to resisting the invasion of dog soldiers!"

The Quanrong were the earliest nomads outside the Great Wall. Compared with the Jiuyi, they had no fixed abodes, their living conditions were harsher, and their behavior was more brutal.

Every time a city or a small vassal state was conquered, they would be burned, killed, looted, and if there was even the slightest resistance, the city would be massacred.

The North Plains are now barren, which is also related to the fact that Quanrong often crosses the border.

The already poor situation has become even worse.

Chonghou Hu hated the Quan Rong as much as the slaves. After hearing this, he nodded: "This is a way. If these cheap slaves can really resist the invasion of the Quan Rong and let them become civilians, it won't hurt!"

Civilians can come and go freely, but rules are rules, and if it really comes down to it, Chong Houhu has a hundred ways to make slaves who have become civilians unable to leave Beiyuan.

It is equivalent to having a name but no reality.

The Chong Chong Black Tiger knows that having a name is already a huge improvement.

When the sparks gather into a rolling wave and surge forward, the obstacles will naturally become insignificant.

Under Chong Heihu's persuasion, Chong Houhu announced the restructuring and became the second of the four princes to support the New Deal.

As soon as this news came out, the world was shocked again.

I didn't expect, I didn't expect, that you, who admire black tigers with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would betray the ancestors?

As expected, the slaves in Beiyuan did not run away. After all, the probability of death was too high for slaves after traveling long distances. Who would want to run away if they could have the status of civilians in their original hometown?

Chonghou Hu kept his promise and began to form an army. The number of the army continued to expand.

Ten thousand! Twenty thousand! Thirty thousand...

Eventually, 80,000 slaves formed a standing army to guard the border of the Northern Plains and guard against dog soldiers. They drilled day and night, and their momentum was like a rainbow.

This reform achieved immediate results.

Only three months later, the Quanrong customarily came to plunder the border.

When looking at the fierce smoke in the distance, the soldiers in Beiyuan were so frightened that they could hardly hold their weapons.
To be continued...