When Huang Shang expressed his intention to send troops to fight, Emperor Yi finally became concerned about his eldest son and was very happy and immediately arranged the army.
Of course, as a qualified emperor, even if his father's love is as great as a mountain, he still needs insurance.
Emperor Yi arranged for a general with extensive experience in the battlefield to help his eldest son to ensure that he would not waste his troops and lead them to death.
Since etiquette in this era was not so cumbersome, it was very efficient.
Ten days later, Huang Shang put on armor No. XXXXL, mounted a war horse that would soon die of overwork, and wandered outside the city.
The battle-hardened general was already waiting with his army.
"Your Highness!"
Sure enough, Huang Feihu, wearing golden armor, silk-eye eyebrows and beautiful beard, came forward to salute with a five-color sacred cow.
"General Huang, no courtesy!"
Huang Shang looked like he wanted to dismount, but there were no stirrups in this era. He shook the horse and the tongue of the horse came out, but he still didn't get off.
No way, this skin is a little rich.
"Don't dare!"
When Huang Feihu saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward to help him, sighing inwardly.
Compared to His Royal Highness King Shou, who is tall and majestic and has sixteen-pack abs, the eldest prince is really not on the stage. Is the attack on Jiuyi not just a temporary hothead?
However, when he led his army on the journey and talked along the way, Huang Feihu was surprised to find that the eldest prince did not look very smart, but he was extremely insightful and had some sobering tactical thinking. Even he was greatly impressed.
Inspire.
You must know that Huang Feihu came from a family of military generals and went to the battlefield before he was ten years old. He was moved by this, which shows the true talent and learning of His Highness.
"What a pity..."
Huang Feihu sighed secretly just thinking of His Royal Highness the Shou King in Chaoge.
It's too late for you to exert your strength. You have been drunk and dreaming all these years. Now that Emperor Yi is old and has not been in good health recently, it is too late to suddenly think of working hard.
Apart from anything else, the Huang family is planning to marry their daughter to King Shou as a concubine, and she will become a concubine in the future.
After several months of marching, the 10,000 troops led by Huang Shang had reached the border of Dashang and the land of Donglu.
It cannot be compared with the army of hundreds of tribes during the great war between Chiyou and Huangdi. Ten thousand brave and skilled soldiers are already a powerful force.
What's more, Donglu was a powerful vassal state with a garrison force. In these years, they had been fighting against the Nine Barbarians to protect the border.
"Your Highness, please see, these are the lifeblood of Jiuyi."
Huang Feihu stood on a hillside, pointing into the distance.
After not eating hot pot for several months, Huang Shang's armor had been replaced by XXXL, and he was finally able to climb the hillside and look over.
Looking far into the distance, there are red rocks ahead, with cracks and cracks crisscrossing them, giving the impression that they are like flames jumping up from the ground, crackling and forming black smoke.
The most interesting thing is that after the black smoke erupted, it slowly gathered into a rotating vortex cloud, and was then sucked into the ground.
The cycle continues, just like the earth is pumping flowers.
Huang Feihu introduced: "This is the Earth Lung, the place where the Jiuyi clan forges weapons. The leader of the army, Chi You, is the best at forging all kinds of magic weapons. Now many forging techniques have been lost. If the Earth Lung is taken down again, the Jiuyi clan will definitely
Destroy!"
Huang Shang asked: "How many places like this kind of earth lung are there in the east?"
Huang Feihu said: "There are no less than a hundred places, and our army has occupied most of them. The Jiuyi's disturbance this time is mainly to fight for the lungs of the earth."
The strategic intentions of both sides have been clear. Controlling the Earth's Lung means grasping the lifeblood of the Nine Barbarians. If they are all controlled, the Nine Barbarians can be completely wiped out.
This is of course not simple, because deep in the Shiwan Mountains occupied by Jiuyi, there is also an earth lung in the ancestral court where Chi You is worshiped. All the territory outside has been lost. As long as the earth lung is still there, weapons and weapons can be made.
warrior.
However, the earth's lung is connected to the earth's veins, and it is also a resource. If the Nine Yi clan all uses that earth's lung to sustain the wear and tear of their weapons, it will not take more than ten years for them to be completely wiped out.
Understanding the importance of earth lung to Jiuyi, Huang Shang asked again: "Is there any problem with food and grass?"
A force of 10,000 is a lot of wear and tear, and with the addition of some fat men who can handle two troops by themselves, this logistical problem must be clarified.
Huang Feihu said: "The food and grass are provided by Dong Bohou, so there should be no problem."
"Should it?"
Huang Shang smiled meaningfully and looked at Donglu.
Dongbohou Jiang Huanchu, the leader of the four princes, the father-in-law of King Shou, and the real king of Donglu.
As the earliest civilized and civilized predecessor of the Lu State in the Spring and Autumn Period, Donglu was also the most powerful vassal state in the world during the Shang Dynasty.
Even though Xiqi came from behind, it is still inferior to Donglu compared to its foundation.
Will Dongbohou give him, the prince who is crusading against Jiuyi, enough support?
Thinking too much.
Not to mention whether Donglu absolutely supports Dashang, the princes also have to take sides.
Sure enough, the grain transport officer sent by Huang Feihu next brought back only the grain and grass used by the army for one month.
The reason is very good. Just last month, a large-scale conflict broke out between Donglu and Jiuyi. Jiuyi sent feather people to throw fire balls and burned down two important granaries in Donglu. Therefore, the landlords had no food left.
Huang Feihu's face suddenly turned ugly: "I didn't expect Dong Bohou to be such a person!"
It took them three months to travel from Chaoge to Donglu. It was a joke to spend a month fighting.
In just one month, if you are unlucky, you won't even be able to meet the enemy, and you will have to go back.
This is a clear sign that the eldest prince will return empty-handed!
But looking at the composure on this young master's round face, Huang Feihu felt a sense of admiration for this calmness alone.
After all, in Huang Feihu's view, this was the eldest prince's only chance to make a comeback. Now that he was being strangled by Dong Bohou, it would be impossible for him to be so calm.
Huang Shang's next operation shocked Huang Feihu even more: "Inform the generals about the food and grass. We will only stay in Donglu for a month at most."
Huang Feihu was shocked at first, and then gradually came to his senses: "Your Highness, you want to inspire the morale of the army by cutting off the retreat?"
Huang Shangping said calmly: "This is the only way."
The eldest prince returned empty-handed. Emperor Yi was disappointed at most and would not do anything to his son, but the soldiers were different.
The soldiers of the Shang Dynasty were still mainly farmers. They farmed in peacetime and carried weapons in war. They were exempted from tax and service through military exploits. However, they were not as standardized as in the later dynasties. There were also a small number of nobles who recruited taxis and practiced martial arts all day long to make a living.
Production.
Those elites obviously would not follow the eldest prince to the Eastern Expedition. Those who followed were farmers with a little training. It took them half a year to go back and forth from Chaoge to Donglu. They failed to catch up in the farming at home, and they never made any achievements.
If you are exempt from taxation, the days ahead will be difficult.
Therefore, these soldiers urgently need to fight.
It was a simple matter of breaking the cauldron, but because it was a thousand years in advance, the effect was suddenly different.
A general would have tried every means to cover up the news that was unfavorable to him, but the eldest prince did the opposite. The more Huang Feihu thought about it, the better he got, and he sincerely praised:
"Your Highness is truly a man of God!"
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at the same time.
Jiuyi.
One hundred thousand mountains.
Thousands of years ago, this place was a barbaric ancient land with almost no crops for food. The only thing that could be collected was astringent fruits, which were green and astringent in the mouth and made the mouth and tongue painful when chewed. The defeated tribes fled in and survived, forming tribes.
They continued to cultivate and plunder, and obtained the seeds of wheat, millet, millet and other crops. They planted them in the valleys, opened up waterways, and picked herbs on the rocky cliffs. Only then did they have the daily necessities of life in the place where they live now.
From then on, Jiuyi was established.
Jiuyi is not only a tribe, but also a race. They include the Jiuli Witch Tribe who was defeated back then, the One-Eyed Tribe with only one eye on their head, the Hu Tribe with one arm on their chest, and the Feather Tribe with beaks and wings.
Among the people, there are the Yu people with gray and blue skin, and the Xingtian clan who are loyal to Chi You.
All ethnic groups used to coexist peacefully. In order to exchange what they had, they imitated human models and established villages one after another.
Changyan, the leader of the Jiuyi tribe, walked through every inch of the village on foot——
In the morning it is bustling with people and noisy, and at night thousands of lights are on and the stars are dim.
The sky is like a dome and the earth is like a chessboard.
Quiet and beautiful.
It is a pity that it is becoming more and more difficult for various tribes to reproduce. The Dumu tribe and the Hu tribe are close to extinction. The Yu people and Yu people are also much less. The Xingtian tribe is even unable to give birth to children. It will only decrease but not increase. In another hundred years, these relative
The alien race in the human world will become extinct.
Maybe it also includes their witch clan.
If you want to survive, there are only two ways, either to integrate into the human race, or to defeat the human race and return to a time when hundreds of races coexisted.
Flame chooses the latter one.
No matter how difficult or impossible it is, he will inherit Chi You's legacy, fight the human race to the end, and never surrender!
At this moment, the voices of a group of Ula sounded. Yan raised his head and saw the Xingtian tribe holding a big ax and dancing to call him.
The Xingtian clan is the race with the most distinctive physiques. They only have males, without the upper head. The two hats turn into eyes, and a bloody mouth is opened at the navel, and the mouth is full of fangs.
They are also the most warlike race, born warriors. They do not have any fatal parts such as the head and heart. Even if their hands and feet are cut off, they will fight until the last moment until they are completely unable to move.
When the Xingtian clan came to report, it must be that the enemy was showing signs of attacking again. Yan immediately put his two fingers in front of his lips and whistled: "Chew!"
Upon receiving the call, a leopard-shaped beast with a long tail, red skin and golden eyes ran out of the forest.
This beast is called Meng Ji. It is good at hiding and feeds on fire rats. Fire rats are a product of the earth's lungs and like to eat the natural sulfur fire of the earth's lungs.
The Jiuyi tribe trained the Mengji beast into a mount, which was much more powerful than human horses and was used as cavalry on the battlefield.
As the leader of the clan, Yan summoned the most powerful beast, Meng Ji, and climbed up, following the Xingtian clan and heading out.
The Xingtian clan jumped and walked one by one, like the green giant, jumping very high and far away. The Mengji beast was not slow, leaping across the mountains like clouds and mist, and soon arrived at the edge of Shiwan Mountain, looking into the distance.
, saw the campfire rising in the distance.
Yan observed it for a moment, took out a big bow from his waist, and shot out an arrow.
The word "Yi" is composed of "big" and "bow". Chi You cast hundreds of soldiers and was proficient in various weapons. Today's Jiuyi only inherited the essence of bows and arrows. Each clan leader is an unparalleled master of archery and the strongest bow and arrow.
hand.
When the arrow was shot, it not only had the power to penetrate the enemy's head eight hundred miles away, but the Nine Yi clan leader's field of vision was integrated with the arrow body, giving him a panoramic view of the scenery passing by.
As a result, the enemy's appearance was revealed.
There are tens of thousands of people, the majestic Flying Tiger General and the five-color sacred bull, as well as eyes burning with fighting intent...
Yan felt the pressure: "Isn't it Dong Bohou's army, but the elite army sent by Chao Ge?"
Soldiers in this era had extremely rudimentary weapons and armor. You cannot tell whether a soldier is elite or not by looking at their equipment alone. You must also look at the formation and morale of the soldiers.
The elites of hundreds of battles regard the battlefield as their home, their blood is boiling, and they fight bravely to kill the enemy, while the mob is trembling and full of hesitation.
Judging from the momentum of gearing up and eager to fight, those who attack Jiuyi now are strong troops!
Yan's arrows circled around and flew back, and vaguely, a black bird could be seen, looking for power and protecting the army.
The Xingtian clan next to them roared and shouted with fighting intent. As the leader of the clan, Yan Yan did not dare to act rashly: "Go back and ask for the high priest!"
A few months ago, the high priest suddenly went into seclusion to observe the world. He did not come out until recently, but the changes have been drastic, which makes Homura, who was raised by the high priest since childhood, very frightened.
What did you see in God's omen that caused such a big change in an old man?
A faint shadow fell over his heart, so when he discovered that the elite troops of the human race were approaching, Yan immediately thought of the high priest.
He slapped his mount's butt angrily, turned around at lightning speed, and headed for the ancestral court, the deepest part of Shiwan Mountain.
Under the majestic and simple altar, a clean and tidy old man was sitting with his eyes closed and motionless.
The former high priest had long hair reaching his waist, his whole body exuded the smell of the mountains, and his eyes shone with wisdom.
The current high priest is quietly communicating with heaven and earth, and his momentum is even more powerful.
Yan stepped forward and bowed down: "High Priest, there are enemies approaching Shiwanda Mountain, with fighting spirit rising into the sky, they are suspected to be the elite troops of the Yin and Shang Dynasties."
The high priest opened his eyes, revealing his eyes like the night sky: "Who is leading the army?"
Yan thought of the five-color sacred cow and replied: "It's Huang Feihu."
Know yourself and your enemy and you will never be in danger. Although the grandson will not be born for hundreds of years, this intelligence idea has been around for a long time. Jiuyi is familiar with several generals who are most threatening on the battlefield in Dashang.
The one they fear most is Grand Master Wen Zhong. Huang Feihu is still a rising star, but the Huang family has always been a loyal and loyal family, and they should not be underestimated.
The high priest counted his fingers and frowned: "No, Huang Feihu is not the commander-in-chief, let's check again!"
"yes!"
Yan thought of the appearance of the black bird, and vaguely understood that the Yin Shang royal family should be leading the army. He immediately took the order, got on Meng Ji Beast, whose butt was slapped red, and went to investigate the information.
He had an answer in his mind. The current Shang Emperor Yi had twice led an army to conquer the Nine Barbarians, but he was already old and it was impossible to think of conquering it himself. Besides, the emperor's personal expedition was not of this scale. So the most likely option was
His son, King Shou, was born with supernatural powers.
Good opportunity. If you can kill King Shou, it will be a heavy blow to the morale of the Yin Shang Dynasty and the continuation of the regime!
Yan returned to the front line and acted as a scout together with his bodyguards, finally settling on his target while eating hot pot and singing songs.
"Who is that?"
Seeing the chubby hotpot man, Yan was stunned.
He had no idea who Wei Ziqi was, and he looked like an obese and useless aristocrat.
Could it be said that the elite troops led by Huang Feihu this time were to accompany this dude to show off his military might?
Yan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately reported back. After hearing this, the high priest suddenly showed disdain: "There is no one left in Yin Shang. Take this opportunity, you and the Xingtian clan will annihilate this army together to show the power of our Nine Barbarians!"
"
Yan's face changed slightly: "High Priest, our clan currently has less than three thousand warriors, and the Xingtian clan only has five hundred. It may be difficult to completely annihilate tens of thousands of enemy troops!"
What Jiuyi is best at is guerrilla warfare. When the enemy advances, we retreat, and when the enemy retreats, we harass them. They take advantage of the geographical advantage of the Shiwan Mountains to deal with the merchant army. Otherwise, if they really fight on the plains, with the rumble of their chariots, they would have been destroyed long ago.
Yan was originally afraid that Dashang would organize a strong army and charge into the Hundred Thousand Mountains. When he saw that the leader was a dandy noble, he was immediately relieved. But now he heard the wishes of the high priest and actually wanted to fight head-on and annihilate the enemy!
The high priest stretched out his skinny palm and held it with one hand: "As a citizen of Jiuli and a descendant of Chi You, you don't have the confidence to defeat such an army?"
Yan lowered his head and remained silent, suspicion rising in his heart.
Is the person in front of me really the high priest of Jiuyi?
But the next moment, the high priest spread out his hands, and two light groups emerged: "This is the curse witchcraft and the ancestral witch totem, take it!"
Yan suddenly raised his head.
Curse witchcraft was a minority witchcraft among the witch tribes thousands of years ago. It was a witchcraft that some naturally weak witch tribes found in a different way and condensed it with extremely evil and filthy filth.
This kind of technique hurts the person first and then the enemy. It was originally a method of perishing together. Later, Chi You was defeated and all the elites of the Wu clan were lost. The ones who survived were the weak ones who were not taken seriously at first. The curse method became a unique skill and was passed down.
Now, the Jiuyi tribe was born in a bitter cold land and spent their lives fighting against the sky and the earth. Their bodies are strong and they can withstand injuries. However, once the human race is hit, it is like a gangrene attached to the bones, which is difficult to eradicate.
As for the ancestral witch totem, just like the human race sacrifices to the Three Emperors and obtains the protection of their ancestors, the Jiuyi tribe obtains powerful power by worshiping Chi You.
At this time, what the high priest handed over to Yan was a piece of dead wood with strange patterns carved on it, and there was a faint shadow of a demon with three heads, six arms and eight legs, looking up to the sky and roaring.
After Yan took it, he felt energetic, as if there was endless energy and blood pouring into his body. Without any hesitation, he knocked on his chest hard: "Destroy the Shang army and live up to the reputation of our ancestors!"
The high priest watched the Jiuyi clan leader as he walked out of the ancestral court in a majestic manner. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and the Night King's voice sounded under his skin: "No wonder I was asked to choose the Jiuyi High Priest, Lord Yueguan, I can
I have placed my treasure on you, you will become the ruler in the future, and I will also have the ability to follow the dragon!"