Wen Zhong sat in the main tent. The Black Qilin lay outside the tent. Its black body flickered with jade light.
During the first Heaven-Opening Tribulation in the ancient times, although the dragons and phoenixes were the main characters, the Qilin race was also involved. However, because there were not many experts in the Qilin race, they were not famous.
The dragons and phoenixes destroyed the Primordial World. The Qilin race was also punished by the Heavenly Dao and should have disappeared. The Primordial Phoenix sank into the Undying Volcano, the Dragons suppressed the four seas, cultivated the ancient path of pilgrimage, and protected the ancient human race to preserve the last bloodline. The Qilin race could only submit to the Heavenly Dao and transform into auspicious beasts. They cut off the path of cultivation and could only reproduce in the Primordial World.
Even so, Qilins were very rare. This Black Qilin was bestowed by the Goddess of Golden Spirit. It had accompanied Wen Zhong's cultivation until now and had fought everywhere.
A ray of jade light flew over from the sky. The Black Qilin immediately raised its head vigilantly, scaring the soldiers guarding the surroundings.
Whoosh!
The jade light entered the main tent. The Black Qilin saw that it was just a communication jade token wrapped in cloth and did not care much. It continued to lie back to its original spot.
In the tent, Wen Zhong looked at the jade token in confusion. There was no message in the jade token. It was completely empty.
Who would send an empty message here for no reason?
"Grand Tutor." Deng Chanyu, who was sitting at the side and studying the art of war, reminded softly, "There seems to be words on that cloth."
Wen Zhong looked down and spread out the cloth. He first focused and stroked his beard. After pondering for a while, he clapped and laughed.
"Amazing! How amazing! "
Deng Chanyu was a little puzzled. Why would the usually calm and honest elder suddenly lose his composure?
"General Deng, come and take a look." Wen Zhong raised his hand and beckoned. After bowing, Deng Chanyu went to the table and saw the cloth on it and the word 'good' on it.
"Grand Tutor, what do you mean?"
Wen Zhong smiled and said, "Yang Jian agreed to fight me with weapons. It's that simple. It's just that I didn't expect Yang Jian to be so straightforward. He didn't beat around the bush and didn't leave any way out for the two of us. "
Deng Chanyu did not understand. Although she was smart and good at leading troops, she rarely came into contact with such twists and turns.
Wen Zhong stood up and paced back and forth behind the table.
Deng Chanyu said, "If my words are inappropriate, I ask Grand Preceptor to forgive me. Yang Jian claims to be an immortal prime minister and has won the hearts of the people in the Zhou Dynasty. He has the right to govern the army, set up flags, and set up battle formations. The Shang army has fought against him several times and … lost. Grand Preceptor, please make plans early. "
"I understand what General Deng is saying." Grand Tutor Wen sighed and said, "My Shang army has been defeated by the Zhou army several times. The soldiers are already afraid of the Zhou army. Which is why our Great Shang needs a huge victory in military matters. "
"But Grand Preceptor … that Yang Jian has several fierce generals under him. I'm afraid we don't have many people on our side who can take the lead."
"It's fine." Grand Preceptor Wen waved his hand. "When my army passed by Yellow Flower Mountain, I subdued the four generals, Deng, Xin, Zhang, and Tao. Xin Huan has a pair of wings on his ribs and his Dharma powers are divine. He is enough to be the vanguard."
Deng Chanyu nodded slightly. She had seen the person that Grand Preceptor Wen mentioned before. However, he had the aura of a bandit and she felt a little disgusted.
Wen Zhong pondered for a while, shook his head, and nodded. Suddenly, he chuckled as if he had figured something out.
Wen Zhong sat back on the armchair and asked, "I've heard people mention it many times in Chaoge City. They say that Yang Jian is handsome, brave, and courageous. They say that he is one of the most beautiful men in the world. General Deng has fought Yang Jian several times. Have you ever seen his true appearance? "
Deng Chanyu was stunned for a moment before she shook her head and said, "I once saw him sitting on the platform in a white robe, but I did not see him in detail."
"Oh?" Wen Zhong smiled and said, "General Deng, please sit. Let me use my Heavenly Eye to take a look at this child."
Deng Chanyu immediately sat back in her seat when she heard that. Wen Zhong closed his eyes, and red light surged on his forehead. Then, it slowly split open, revealing a vertical eye.
The Heavenly Eye was not unique to Yang Jian, and the Heavenly Eye cultivated by each cultivator was also different.
For example, Wen Zhong's Heavenly Eye could distinguish truth from falsehood and see through falsehood. It was called the Heavenly Eye of Breaking Illusions, and it had the effect of suppressing evil spirits.
Yang Jian's Divine Eye of Samsara was not something that could be cultivated by himself. It was a great creation obtained from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and it could not be confused with it.
Wen Zhong opened his Heavenly Eye and looked directly at the foot of Mount Qi. He saw the continuous military camp.
When he first saw the arrangement of the military camp, Wen Zhong was very vigilant. He admitted that he was inferior in the way of setting up the camp.
Zhi Jian and the other Six Friends of Mei Mountain had fought with the demon race for countless years. They naturally had their own unique way of leading the army, which was above the skills that Wen Zhong had gained from decades of battles.
Wen Zhong found the main tent of the Zhou army with his Heavenly Eye. He broke through the wall and looked inside. He saw a young man in white sitting on the main seat with his eyes closed.
Yang Jian?
The young man on the chair seemed to have sensed something. He opened his eyes and looked at the empty space in front of him. A faint smile appeared on his lips and he said loudly, "Since Grand Tutor Wen wants to see me so much, why don't you come to the camp for a chat? I will not make things difficult for you."
Wen Zhong retracted his Heavenly Eye mystical ability. He was slightly surprised that his Heavenly Eye mystical ability had been seen through so easily.
"This child is indeed extraordinary." Wen Zhong pondered for a while and said, "General Deng, let's deduce the formation again. Don't make any mistakes."
Although Deng Chanyu did not know what had happened, she could only endure her sleepiness and walk to the map with the mountains and rivers of West Qi when she heard the Grand Tutor's call.
The conversation between the old and the young was related to the victory or defeat of the million-strong army. It was not easy.
On the other hand, Yang Jian, whom they had painstakingly dealt with, was sleeping soundly in his backyard with his wife in his arms. What Wen Zhong saw was only an incarnation of his.
It was not that Yang Jian had slacked off. It was just that he had been a little tired recently.
When the sun was high in the sky, Ao Xinke helped Yang Jian change his clothes and leave the residence. Yang Jian was full of energy and his mind was much more lively. He came up with plans to resist the enemy one after another.
The drums were beaten three times, and the entire Zhou Army began to train. Yang Jian specially ordered Nezha, Huang Tianhua, Muzha, and Jinzha to guard the three armies and assist the mortal generals, Nangong Shi, Ji Shuqian, and Ji Shuming.
No matter how high their Dharma powers were, they did not know much about military formations. They would not be of much use in the battle with Wen Zhong.
On the other hand, Huang Feihu felt that he was so important in the Zhou Army for the first time. He was busy and ran everywhere. He had the heroic bearing of King Wucheng in the past.
After practicing for an afternoon, the armies set up camp and ate. A scout came to report that the front army of the Shang army had already advanced 600 kilometers.
Yang Jian and Huang Feihu discussed for a while. The army pulled out their camp overnight and set up camp a hundred kilometers away. They pushed the battle line to the east of Qi Mountain.
Two days later, at noon, the two armies finally faced each other.
At the foot of Qi Mountain, flags fluttered and drums shook the sky. More than 600,000 soldiers of the Zhou Army and 800,000 soldiers of the Shang Army gathered there. Surging blood energy soared into the sky. Cultivators whose cultivation levels were not at the Daira realm could not stay in the sky for long.
The warhorses galloped and the soldiers formed a formation. The Qilin was ferocious everywhere.
Grand Tutor Wen rode the Black Qilin in front of the Shang army. Yang Jian sat on the platform and was in the Zhou Army.
Wen Zhong raised his hand and the drums stopped. The last reliance of the Shang Dynasty rode the Black Qilin and slowly walked forward. He said, "Yang Jian, Feihu, reply to me."
This kind of high and mighty attitude made it impossible for others to look down on him. After all, his status was there for all to see.
Yang Jian jumped down from the platform and stood on a war chariot that drove out of the array formation.
Huang Feihu rode the Five-colored Divine Ox and followed beside him. Although he straightened his back, he did not dare to look at Wen Zhong.
The three of them stopped a thousand feet away. When Wen Zhong saw Huang Feihu, he immediately cursed, "You King Wucheng! You are an extremely high official. In Chaoge City, you are below one person and above ten thousand people! The King even handed the troops of the world to you! "
"Yet, you did such a treacherous thing. You killed your master and the king! How can you have the face to stand in front of me today!?! I trusted you so much and entrusted the entire Chaoge City to you. When I returned to the capital, I heard that you wanted to kill the King! "
"Your Huang family is rich, but you can't resist those rumors? Can't you resist a woman!?! "
Huang Feihu closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, but he could not say a word.
Yang Jian frowned and said, "Grand Tutor Wen, your words seem to be biased. If the ruler is the ruler, the minister will be the minister. However, the Shang King has gone against the law. He killed loyal people and harmed the sister-in-law of the Huang family. His atrocities are outrageous. "
"King Wucheng can't tolerate it anymore. Although he is avenging his wife, he is also avenging the hatred of the people and thousands of righteous people in the world. What crime is there?"
"On the other hand, Grand Tutor Wen, you are an outsider cultivator. You know how the heavens are. The prosperity of the Shang Dynasty in the Zhou Dynasty is already the trend! Moreover, the Zhou Dynasty is wise and the Shang King is immoral. Everyone knows that! Grand Tutor Wen, why don't you abandon the dark and seek the light today? Assist the Virtuous King with me? Develop a career? "
These words really infuriated Wen Zhong.
Wen Zhong cursed, "How dare you spout nonsense!?! Rebels will be destroyed by the heavens and the earth! Ahem! Ahem! "
"Why are you so anxious, Grand Tutor?" Yang Jian said calmly, "Today, the Grand Tutor has led the army here. He must not be here to say a few words. Why don't we do as we said earlier? The two armies will face each other and decide who is stronger in military matters."
"Hmph!" Grand Tutor Wen grabbed the male and female whips. "That's good. I'll experience King Wucheng's brilliant moves today! Let's go! "
The Black Qilin turned around. Yang Jian waved his sleeve and the war chariot turned around.
Huang Feihu sighed and got off the divine ox. He bowed to Grand Tutor Wen's back from afar and got onto the ox. He shouted, "The Shang King has betrayed me, and I have betrayed the Grand Tutor!"
After saying that, he turned around and returned to the formation. He ordered the three armies to beat the drums and prepare for battle.
"Yang Jian!" Grand Tutor Wen shouted, "Take me for a while!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people surged out of the Shang Army. There were about 30,000 of them. They lined up in the shape of a white crane and spread their wings, pressing towards the Zhou Army's camp.
Yang Jian frowned. This is …
What the hell?
King Wucheng hurriedly said, "Prime Minister, this is a contest of military formations! Please give the order for my troops to fight! "
"There's no need," Yang Jian said coldly. "A contest? This is a battle between two armies. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of lives will be lost. They actually want to compete! It's really a bad habit. It's like child's play! Send the archers to prepare! When the enemy enters the firing range, don't leave a single one alive! "
The flag bearers behind him answered in unison, "Yes!"
Then, more than ten flag bearers waved the flags on the platform. Yang Jian's orders quickly spread throughout the camp.
Huang Feihu was stunned …
How could he fight without following the rules?
It seemed that it was fine even if he destroyed the enemy's battle formation with bows and arrows. Instead, he could reduce his losses …
This …
Could it be that the Dao of military formations that he had learned for decades was useless?
Huang Feihu looked up at Yang Jian, who was on the platform. He could not understand him and felt that he was unfathomable. He could only describe him as "powerful". Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
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