Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 509 The Political Council: The Red Dust Refining the Heart (5)

Xijiaopo is exactly the place where the [-] soldiers disappeared. There were no dead or dead, as if they disappeared out of thin air.

They are born strange, one of them usually controls the body, and the other exists in the form of will. When it exists in the form of will, Zhan Changfeng can catch the whispers of the dead from time to time, and Yi Changsheng can occasionally see the mystery between heaven and earth.

Zhan Changfeng was obsessed with Shimen Pass because he heard an unusual voice from that direction, so what kind of threat did Yi Changsheng feel when he pushed back and forth?
"Unknown." Yi Changsheng looked at the Dagan Territory in the sand table. She was never afraid of the unknown, but she refused the unknown to appear in the already formed plan, especially when it was nearing the end.

"I will go to Shimenguan, but I will avoid this place." She raised her hand and wiped away Xijiaopo, "At least until the end of the war."

Zhan Changfeng has nothing to do. Although she is curious, she obviously listens to Yi Changsheng's words, "Then put this matter on hold, and first give an explanation to the relatives of the missing soldiers in the name of sacrifice."

Yi Changsheng nodded and said, "The vanguard of Shimen Pass is missing. The defensive force of Shimen Pass has been reduced by at least [-]%. Ming Tang will soon notice this. If he is smart, he will launch a general attack before the army of dragons and wolves arrives. only."

"There are too many strange people over there," Zhan Changfeng seamlessly continued, with a sneering smile, "I've always found it strange that although the father's hands and feet are a bit big, it's not enough to cause anger and resentment. There is a process, not to mention Daqian, a dynasty that has lasted for thousands of years."

"However, the fact is that from the emperor, down to the officials, to the common people, it seemed that the long-buried illness was detonated at once, and it collapsed from the inside out at a rare speed, so it was natural for the princes to fight for hegemony, It has evolved into the current Dagan. Mingtang confrontation between the north and the south, and "Zhan Changfeng paused, and said quietly," the so-called strange people and strangers who have appeared frequently in recent years."

"Now it seems that the so-called strange people are the hermit Qi practitioners, or the legendary ascetics who can become immortals, gods and Buddhas." Yi Changsheng tapped on the table and said nothing.

After a long time, she said in confusion, "What do you think of an ascetic against an army?"

"Damn eight hundred."

"How about dozens of ascetics against 30 soldiers?"

"." Zhan Changfeng raised his sharp phoenix eyes, and said with a sneer, "You'll know if you try it."

The next day, Yi Changsheng led thousands of dragon and wolf cavalry straight to Shimen Pass, and five days later, all 30 soldiers of Shimen Pass lined up in front of the enemy's line, just in time to confront Mingtang.

Marshal Cheng Bozang of Ming Tang was shocked. Why did the usually shy and tortoise-like man suddenly come to the front? Shouldn't there be a siege battle first?
Even though there were only a hundred thousand people in his battle, he didn't panic, instead he laughed, "You guys rounded them up, just in time to win Shimen Pass in a battle, go home and sleep!"

The soaring momentum pressed down on Dagan's army, and Dagan's vanguard was startled immediately.

That was the coercion of dozens of first-class warriors and ascetics. How could Yi Changsheng really let ordinary soldiers give away their heads? Almost in the next second, a powerful aura erupted from the large army, and the morale pressure of the two sides collided with each other Entanglement, swords are intertwined, rumbling war drums echo in the dangerous mountains and rivers, blood like mist dyes the clouds above the head red.

"His Royal Highness, no!"

"General, you cannot go up, General!"

"Go away, prince, you are going to die!"

Yi Changsheng, who was standing on the tower, heard the commotion, and said to the guard next to him, "Let him come up."

Before the guard could promise, a group of people turned their backs on their backs at the top of the steps, and the tall old man rushed to Yi Changsheng with a big knife in his hand.

Yi Changsheng didn't look at the gleaming knife in his hand, but joked about his messy clothes, "Why did Mr. Yang come here? There is no couch for you on the tower."

Yang Qiming was barefoot, holding a knife, and only wearing obscene clothes and trousers. If it wasn't for his resolute and upright face, he might have been arrested by the officials before he walked halfway.

Now I am not afraid that he will be captured, because the soldiers all over the tower are afraid that he will kill the prince with a single knife.

Immediately, General Zhong Lang, the deputy general, knelt down to plead guilty for him, and some people dragged him and said, "Let's put down the knife first, General." "Oh, General, come get dressed."
Yang Qiming's face turned red when he saw the calm Yi Changsheng, and he was speechless for a long time with his mouth trembling.

The day before yesterday, his grandfather secretly came to his house and said that he hadn't seen Mr. Yang for a long time, let's have a drink together.

Yang Qiming was really happy at that time. He taught half of the prince's martial arts. Although he never regarded himself as a teacher, he couldn't help being proud of seeing the prince getting better and better.

When the princes were in war, he said to him, "You go and do your own business. I will give you the rest of my life to guard the west, and don't teach Mingtang people to step into the stone gate."

Yang Qiming kept it for ten years. No matter how powerful Ming Tang was, no matter how the surrounding areas fell, he kept his promise and blocked the alliance of Southwest princes from the gateway to the hinterland of Daqian.

He was relieved and happy to see the prince again, but how could he know that the fine wine brought by His Royal Highness made him drunk for two days, and when he woke up, the situation changed, and all the 30 garrisons were pulled out to fight!

Yang Qiming was full of energy, and he couldn't get angry with Yi Changsheng, so he slapped the female wall fiercely, made a palm print, and the gravel flew, and shouted, "This is going to wipe out the whole army!"

Yi Changsheng watched him calmly, and asked lightly, "How do you say it?"

"They have a formation!"

"I have one too."

Yang Qiming's beard was about to be pulled off, "Their formation is so evil, it's not our formation!"

He still remembered the first time he led his troops into their formation, and unexpectedly appeared in a forest out of thin air, unable to get out for a long time.Half his life was gone when he woke up, and he was crushed under the pile of corpses!
Is this the power of mortals!

Just as Yang Qiming was earnestly explaining to Yi Changsheng how evil the formation was, Marshal Chen Bozang of Ming Tang waved his hand, "End the formation!"

It is impossible to take out the formation disk that covers the entire battlefield, but they can hide formation stones on the soldiers and use people as the formation.

Under his orders, the Mingtang soldiers quickly changed positions. Gradually, one by one, the soldiers who rushed into the Mingtang army disappeared out of thin air. The shocked troops hesitated, and a few even shouted the immortal method in awe.

People's hearts are floating!

Yang Qiming didn't dare to fight Ming Tang, let alone let the soldiers fight Ming Tang head-on, because he was afraid, afraid of these "immortal methods"!
Since ancient times, the king's power was granted by God, and the heaven and the earth were ordered. When the "immortal" leaned towards Ming Tang, the people of Daqian would also yearn for God's will. How could his whole army's heart to defend the country not fall apart.

Faith no longer exists, good and evil, right and wrong are allowed to be reversed.

Yang Qiming saw very clearly what Dagan was fighting with Mingtang. It was the strength of the army, the strength of the logistics, and even more, a mouthful of God's will!
If it weren't for this divine will, how could the princes of the Southwest gather around Mingtang?
If it weren't for this divine will, how could the mobs from all over the world resist?

If it weren't for this divine will, how could the prince have not regained Dagan's territory until now? !

Yang Qiming didn't believe it!Not convinced!

Why did he bow his head to the will of God all his life defending his family and country, why did he sleep on the golden river, dreamed of ice and blood, and regarded his loyalty as a fault regardless of right and wrong, why did he become an accomplice to the evil by guarding the border gate of this country!
(End of this chapter)