This was probably fate.
Nezha had injured Zhang Guifang and made the greatest contribution in the Conferred God Battle, while the Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island should have made Jinzha and Muzha famous.
There was no need for him to seek help from Manjusri Lord Guang Fa and Samantabhadra Zhenren. These two were one of the twelve Golden Immortals who were eager to send their disciples into the Great War of Deification. They would definitely send their disciples down the mountain long ago.
As the saying goes, love me, love my crow. Although Yang Jian had some prejudice towards Manjusri, Guang Fa Tianzun and Samantabhadra Zhenren, he did not have any evil thoughts towards Muzha and Jinzha.
On the contrary, he felt that it was not easy for Jinzha and Muzha to still claim to be disciples of the Dao Sect after Manjusri, the Heavenly Venerable Guangfa, and Perfected Samantabhadra returned to the Western Sect. After entering the Celestial Court, they were also the Guardians of the Dao Sect.
While Yang Jian was lost in thought, Nezha leaned over and muttered, "Senior Brother, why are you in a daze?"
This was one of the drawbacks of Yang Jian's incarnation. If he was thinking, he would feel that he was not flexible enough.
"It's nothing. I'm just thinking about how to deal with the Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island."
"Nine Dragons Island … Are they the four disciples of Jie School who were taught a lesson by Senior Brother?" Nezha said disapprovingly, "Why are you afraid of them?"
Yang Jian muttered in a low voice, "I am the Prime Minister of West Qi now, it is not convenient for me to use force. Later, you will listen to my words, do not delay the important matters because of a moment of pleasure."
Nezha hurriedly nodded and patted his chest.
"Senior Brother, don't worry. I'm no longer the ignorant child I was a few years ago. I definitely won't cause any trouble for you!"
I believe you …
That would be truly uncanny.
Yang Jian issued his order, "Summon all generals to the tent to discuss official business. This time, let's try something new. "
"New tricks?" Nezha tilted his head in confusion.
Another voice came from outside the tent, "Reporting to the Prime Minister! Deng Chanyu, the daughter of Deng Jiugong, the commander of the Three Mountain Pass who defeated the Marquis of Nan Bo's troops, has already gone north. When the Shang army reaches the city of Xi Qi, this girl might be able to rush to the Shang army. "
Deng Chanyu?
When she came, it was a bit too early. The Five Colored Divine Stone in her hand was also quite extraordinary and could not be underestimated.
Nezha was daydreaming at the side. Yang Jian smiled and did not take it to heart.
If his body went into seclusion, he really didn't feel safe as a wisp of his primordial spirit …
"Oh right, I forgot something." Yang Jian slapped his forehead and shook his head with a bitter smile.
He had just entered seclusion, but he was already calling his wife down to meet him …
A moment later, Ao Xinke appeared in the military tent, holding the God Striking Whip and placing it in front of Yang Jian's table.
Nezha, who was bored, hurriedly stood up and lowered his head. "Greetings, Martial Sister-in-law."
"Yes." Ao Xinke bowed to Nezha in return. Then, she looked at Yang Jian and said with a smile, "Husband, you forgot this treasure at home. I was afraid that you had an urgent military matter and needed this item, so I sent it over. If there's nothing else, I'll be going back. "
"Go and rest."
Yang Jian smiled and said. Ao Xinke nodded slightly and her figure slowly dissipated.
Nezha muttered …
Why do I feel that my Senior Brother and Martial Sister-in-law are getting along strangely?
Although there is nothing strange, this is the intuition from the lotus root. It is quite reliable.
Outside the tent, a famous general rushed over. A few of them were still drunk, but they did not dare to speak or move in front of Yang Jian.
Yang Jian told the generals about Zhang Guifang's return and pointed out the abilities and mystical abilities of the four of them. He told the generals not to worry and that he had his own ways to deal with it.
Huang Feihu said, "Why are all the outsiders so powerful? When I was in Chaoge City in the early years, I had seen a few outsiders, but they only had a few tricks to deceive people. "
"It's different now." Yang Jian smiled and said, "The mortal world of the South Continent is the foundation of the human race and also the place where the destiny of the human race is gathered. If there is a commotion here, it will affect all kinds of changes in the world. It will cause true cultivators to have no choice but to enter this place to deal with the calamity. "
The generals did not understand, but when they saw how calm Yang Jian was, the worry in their hearts magically dissipated.
Yang Jian changed the topic and said, "I have some ideas to stop the enemy and retreat this time. Perhaps my army can defeat the Shang army without too many casualties."
"Prime Minister, are you going to use the immortal spell that attracts the boundless heavenly lightning?"
The generals were overjoyed. They felt that if Yang Jian wanted to, the million-strong army could be destroyed in an instant.
Yang Jian shook his head and played with the God Striking Whip in his hand. He said, "Immortal spells do not harm mortals. If they go against it, the world will not tolerate it. If the Heavenly Wrath descends, it might harm West Qi."
When the generals heard that, they nodded cautiously.
Nezha, who was at the side, did not think much of it. However, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it made sense.
"Everyone, look." Yang Jian pointed at the sand table and gently drew a straight line.
"If the other party wants to come to West Qi, he has to pass through a large territory of the Zhou Nation. Later, we will choose three smart generals to lead an elite cavalry unit. "
"One unit should be led by a general who is familiar with the terrain. They will harass the Shang army and disrupt their march. If they have nothing to do, they will beat drums and set fires from afar. They will make their army unable to sleep peacefully."
"One unit will circle around and wait for an opportunity to cut off their food route. One unit will break up and hide in the various villages in dangerous terrain to provide support for the other two units. "
Yang Jian paused and looked at the group of generals who were looking at him in a daze. He could not help but ask in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Prime Minister …"
Huang Feihu's mouth was a little dry. He told them why they were surprised.
In the mortal world of the Primordial World, if two armies were to fight, the two armies would set up a formation. First, the generals would clash and rely on one-on-one battles to raise the morale of their side. After the victor was determined, they would charge and break through the enemy lines.
The place to experience the abilities of the generals was the arrangement of the military formation, the way they trained the troops, and their personal strength.
The things that Yang Jian said were things that they had never thought about before …
"Don't you think that's not very honorable?" Nangong Shi asked hesitantly.
"General, you're wrong." Yang Jian shook his head and said, "These are indeed opportunistic. When using troops, we have to be cunning. Only when we catch them off guard can we obtain complete victory. "
Yang Jian looked at the generals and began to instill some advanced tactical thoughts …
"If we do as the generals said and set up a formation, soldiers against soldiers, and generals against generals, even if we can win, our army will suffer a huge loss of vitality."
"The soldiers and guards are all born and raised by their parents. How can we let them not use an easy way to win just because of a little face for us? Instead, they will sacrifice their lives, shed their blood, and sacrifice their lives for nothing?"
"Moreover, killing a thousand enemies will cause us to suffer 800 casualties. How long will it take for us to recover? How can we help our King achieve great things? "
The generals looked at each other and cupped their fists at Yang Jian at the same time. They all accepted his teachings.
Huang Feihu sighed and said, "Originally, I thought that I was already extremely good at using troops. Now, compared to the Prime Minister, I'm really like a three-year-old child."
"King Wucheng, you flatter me. Come, let's study how to set up the formation." Yang Jian waved his hand. The generals surrounded the sand table and began to listen to his detailed explanation.
Although Yang Jian did not change the situation of the mortal world of the South Continent, he brought some tactics to the generals of the Zhou Army …
When 600,000 troops marched at the same time, there would often be situations where the leaders could not take care of each other. How cumbersome were the various supplies and armaments?
Occasionally, a sneak attack was enough to make the 600,000 troops panic.
How to fight and how to fight were actually not difficult for Yang Jian. What was difficult was the person who led the army. He had to be smart enough and be able to adapt to the situation. He could not stick to the rules.
Nezha was the best candidate, but how should the other two be chosen?
After choosing, Yang Jian promoted Huang Tianhua's younger brother, Huang Tianxiang, and asked him to lead a group of troops. With the assistance of the four generals of the Huang family, he led 20,000 elite troops to outflank the other party and aim at the other party's grain route.
Then, Yang Jian asked Nezha to lead tens of thousands of cavalry and go out to harass.
Nezha was definitely smart, but he had a fatal weakness. He could not be provoked. However, Yang Jian had been watching him with his spiritual senses and reminding him in time. He was not afraid that he would cause any trouble.
He also ordered the General of Xiqi, Nangong Shi, to lead tens of thousands of elite troops to support Nezha and Huang Tianxiang at any time.
Yang Jian explained the various arrangements in detail. Every time, there would be shocking words that stunned the generals of the Zhou Army …
Even Nezha could not help but mutter, "Why? Senior Brother actually has so many evil tricks under his skin."
"Huh?"
"Senior Brother, don't worry. I will definitely not let the Shang army rest for a moment!"
"Remember, don't ambush their Middle Army. Otherwise, you will disturb the Demon King and the others and cause more casualties for no reason."
Yang Jian waved his hand and the generals left. Apart from Nezha, Huang Tianxiang, the four generals of the Huang Family, and Nangong Shi, the other generals had their own arrangements.
In fact, Yang Jian even made Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin, who had not been mobilized, deputy generals. At critical moments, they could be considered a combat force.
Yang Jian and Huang Feihu were in charge of the Middle Army. It was naturally foolproof.
A few days later, the 600,000 Shang troops surged into the Zhou Nation. This time, they were familiar with the route. After all, they had already gone back and forth once.
However, it was different this time. The entire army was spreading the news that four cultivators were in the army. Each of them rode a divine beast and were powerful. It was said that they had the mystical abilities to move mountains and fill seas. They were known as the Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island.
As for the four experts, they only followed the army every day. They were waiting for the army to arrive at the city of Xiqi to show their might and avenge the humiliation they had suffered from Yang Jian back then!
The carriages moved and the horses neighed.
The Shang army did not know that there were small groups of Zhou Army troops gathering near the long dragon that the scouts had overlooked.
Then, they turned into a pair of scissors and cut off the "dragon tail" of the Shang army's long dragon …
…
In the underground seclusion ground of the Yang Residence of Xiqi.
The spiritual energy beneath Yang Jian had already condensed into a pool. As he pondered quietly, he had already made some progress.
He had to cut off the connection between the 72 Xuan Beads and protect them. If there was any damage, it would be a loss of strength for him.
Break and rebuild.
That logic was not difficult to understand. However, how could he break it and rebuild it?
Yang Jian pondered quietly. He sat there like a stone statue and did not move …
In the ground pavilion directly above him, Ao Xinke was also cultivating in seclusion. However, her spiritual senses had spread to half of the South Continent.
If there was any movement against Yang Jian, it would not be able to escape her discerning eyes.
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