Yang Jian defeated two passes in a row, causing the morale of the Zhou army to soar. The Shang army became more and more declining.
However, the Zhou army did not charge towards the Jiepai Pass in one go. Instead, they let the soldiers rest in the two passes that they had already occupied and waited for reinforcements from the rear.
Within the Zhou State, there were still one or two million armored soldiers that could be mobilized. The number of reinforcements that Yang Jian requested was not too many. Huang Feihu personally led five hundred thousand reinforcements to the east and arrived at the Si Shui Pass after a month.
Between the two passes, there were more than a dozen big and small cities, and more than a hundred towns and cities. Yang Jian recruited more than a hundred thousand armored soldiers to guard the Qing Long Pass.
All in all, Yang Jian's eastern expedition army had expanded to a total of thirteen hundred thousand soldiers. Most of them were elite soldiers who had been on the battlefield for a long time, and their combat power was extraordinary.
Standing at the entrance, Yang Jian looked to the east.
One thousand and two hundred miles to the east was the Boundary Tablet Pass. Along the way, there were mountains and forests blocking the way. The Golden Chicken Ridge, which Yang Jian was somewhat familiar with, was halfway there.
Twenty-four days ago, Di Xin had flown into a rage in the court. Shen Gongbao had recommended the commander of the Three Mountain Pass, Kong Xuan. Now, Kong Xuan should have arrived at the Boundary Tablet Pass.
What a troublesome enemy.
Yang Jian sighed softly and could not help but ponder why Kong Xuan had entered the Great Tribulation of Dao Sect.
From the looks of it, Kong Xuan might have been tricked by the Western Sect. Yang Jian thought of a few possibilities.
The first was that the Saint of the Western Sect invited Kong Xuan out of the mountain and promised to give the phoenix race benefits if he defeated Kong Xuan. He wanted to spread the reputation of the Western Sect and take the opportunity to enlighten the disciples of the Dao Sect. After Kong Xuan agreed, he entered the Shang Nation as a general and waited quietly. Unexpectedly, he was sent into the Western Sect by the Saint of the Western Sect.
The second was that Kong Xuan had already entered the Western Sect. He had come here to put on a good show with Zhun Ti and weaken the strength of Chanism at the same time, causing more immortals to die in the battle between the two sects.
The third one …
Forget it, no matter which possibility it is, Kong Xuan has come with ill intentions.
Furthermore …
In front of the Boundary Plaque Pass was the Immortal Execution Array. After the Tong Pass was the Ten Thousand Immortal Dynasty. At this moment, everything seemed calm, but the immortals of the Jie School might jump out at any time and turn the world upside down.
Next, as long as the Zhou army came out of seclusion, it would be a great battle.
Among the generals around him, no matter if they were immortals or mortals, he didn't know which of them would survive.
"Prime minister? Why are you standing here for so long? "
Huang Feihu came from behind with a sword hanging from his waist and his hand on the hilt.
Xiao Lan, who was sitting on the eaves and swinging her legs, immediately jumped down and stood at the side.
Xiao Lan cupped her hands and said, "Greetings, King Wucheng."
"Brother Xiao, there is no need to be so polite. There is no one else here," Huang Feihu replied with a smile.
Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at them, burying the thoughts in his heart.
What will come will come. I don't need to panic, I just need to face it head on.
Xiao Lan gestured to Yang Jian, indicating that she should go to the side and enjoy the scenery. Yang Jian smiled and nodded.
Looking at her back, Huang Feihu asked in a low voice, "Where did the Prime Minister find such a talented young man? Her schemes are outstanding and she is extremely intelligent. Prime Minister, are you going to see her as a talent to assist the King? "
"She is also a cultivator. After pacifying the Great Shang, she can leave or stay as she wishes."
Huang Feihu sighed softly when he heard that. "Every time the King mentions this matter, he feels worried. If the Zhou Nation does not have a prime minister, the King will not be able to sleep peacefully."
"The Great Zhou Dynasty is filled with talents. All of them can take charge independently. I'm actually not worried about that."
"Perhaps." Huang Feihu also looked towards the east. It was already dusk. The eastern sky was dyed black, and the clouds were ferocious. It was quite artistic.
Huang Feihu said, "Prime Minister, the King wants to personally lead the army. However, I'm afraid that the Prime Minister will not allow it. He asked me to sound you out."
Yang Jian pondered for a while and said, "The country cannot be without a ruler for a day. If the King wants to personally lead the army, he has to wait until the army stabilizes … In that case, it will not be too late for the King to personally lead the army after we take down Cloud Piercing Pass."
Perhaps with the blessing of the Human Emperor, Chanism could lose fewer immortals in the Ten Thousand Immortal Array.
Huang Feihu nodded with a smile. "I will report what the Prime Minister said to the King later."
"How's the battle in the north?"
"Li Jing and his son have won consecutively. They have already attacked more than forty cities, and dozens of cities have surrendered. However, the north is vast. It will take them at least two to three years to march to Chaoge City. The Shang army has also set up defenses in dangerous places. It will take more time to conquer them one by one. "
Yang Jian nodded slightly. "This progress is already not bad. We seem to be the closest to Chaoge City, but it won't delay things if we can deploy troops to Chaoge City at the same time as them."
Huang Feihu was puzzled. "Why is that?"
Yang Jian could not tell him about the battle between the two sects. After all, the heavenly secrets were confused. Apart from the Saints, no one else should know what would happen next.
"The Shang soldiers are not the only ones stopping us along the way. There are also the immortals in the world."
Huang Feihu pondered for a while and nodded gently. "I can't see the importance of the Prime Minister. I'm really ashamed."
Yang Jian smiled and did not answer. He looked at the Heaven Seal, the Male and Female Swords, and the Luo Po Bell in his black tortoise belt and recalled Yin Jiao's gaze when he died.
Uncle-Master Hiroshige had replied that he would personally retrieve the three treasures later. He did not know when he would come.
"Prime Minister, the Beautiful Dream Pass has not been attacked for a long time. Why don't we set up a surprise army here and cross the mountain to cut off their food route from behind?"
"That's a good plan. Why don't we let Tianhua lead the troops?"
"Although Tianhua has Dharma spells, his temperament is insufficient. It's difficult for him to lead the army alone. General Nezha is the best candidate."
Huang Feihu was merciless to his son. Yang Jian thought for a while. He originally wanted Huang Tianhua to avoid the battle of the Golden Chicken Ridge, but he was worried that Huang Tianhua would be in more danger if he did not lead the troops in front of him …
"Alright, let Nezha go. Please draft a military order for Nezha to pick a troop that is familiar with the forest."
"Yes!" Huang Feihu cupped his fists and accepted the order. He rushed down the city tower.
Xiao Lan waved her folding fan and walked over. "Prime Minister, when are we going to send troops to Boundary Gate?"
"The day after tomorrow."
"So casual?" Xiao Lan did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Why don't we study the stars and luck, then flip through the almanac or something?"
Yang Jian waved his hand and said, "Let's not care about that. Let's just fight. By the way, I have a difficult problem for you this time. "
Xiao Lan shrank her neck in fright. "What? I'm very stupid. Don't make me work too hard. It's easy to get wrinkles. "
"There might be a strong enemy blocking the way next. I have to deal with this enemy wholeheartedly," Yang Jian said. "Huang Feihu will be in charge of the military formation. You will assist him from the side. How about that?"
"Nothing." Xiao Lan lowered her eyes and said softly, "Why should I talk to someone other than you? I have to smile and give advice and work hard."
Yang Jian did not know whether to laugh or cry. He did not know why she had such a thought.
Taking a step forward, Xiao Lan could not react in time. Her vision was filled by Yang Jian's chest.
In that instant, her face flushed and her heart raced. She found it difficult to breathe. Her heart flew away.
Yang Jian only put his hands behind his back. He leaned forward and looked her up and down. Then he clicked his tongue and said, "Why do I feel that Young Master Xiao and Miss Xiao are about to become one? A man should have a sense of responsibility. You can't be so wishy-washy. "
"How am I not responsible?" Xiao Lan raised her head and puffed out her chest. She instinctively took half a step back. She bit her lip and avoided Yang Jian's gaze. "Just this once. There will not be a next time."
"Okay … also, take care of Huang Tianhua. Remind him not to be careless and underestimate the enemy."
"I know. Naggy Prime Minister, I'm going to find a place to eat dinner!"
Finishing, Xiao Lan flew away from the top of the city and went to a large city in Guanzhong.
Yang Jian watched her leave. The slight uneasiness in his heart gradually dissipated. He laughed softly and returned to the camp with a wave of his sleeve.
Yang Jian had already decided when to send out the troops. The generals of the armies had received Yang Jian's notice long ago.
The night before the troops left, Yang Jian invited more than two hundred generals of the Zhou army to a banquet. The headquarters of the Si River Pass was crowded with horses and carriages. Yang Jian walked through the banquet and drank a cup with all the generals.
How could there be no deaths in a war? But those who climbed out of the pile of corpses were the victors who could make contributions and obtain wives and children.
From the eyes of these generals, Yang Jian saw high spirits and complacency. He seemed to be infected by these people. Yang Jian looked forward to the war in his heart.
Late at night, the generals returned to the camp to rest. The army at the front had already started to move out of the Si River Pass.
This time, the troops were divided into three sections. 600,000 troops first, 300,000 troops later, and 400,000 troops supported from behind.
The scouts that Yang Jian had sent out had already figured out the strength of the Jie Pai Pass. They expected that if the other party took the initiative to attack, they would only be able to mobilize 700,000 troops at most. In fact, their strength was already an overall advantage.
Since the God-Conferment Battle, the Zhou Nation had expanded from a million armored soldiers to several times its original size. More than half of the tens of millions of armored soldiers of the Shang army had died. The advantage of the army had already been reversed.
Late at night, Yang Jian suddenly had nothing to do.
With a thought, he took out a thin piece of paper and wrote a letter to his family. Then, he folded the thin piece of paper into a paper crane.
After blowing a mouthful of Xuanqi, the paper crane seemed to have come to life. It circled around Yang Jian a few times and spread its wings to fly to the west.
There was no need to place his heart in the Jade Pavilion. It was better to let her know his heart.
Yang Jian stood outside the window and looked at the round moon that was setting in the west. He did not think about anything and was just enjoying the breeze and the peace of the night.
At dawn, the army left the pass.
After conquering the Jishui Pass, the Zhou Army recuperated for a month and continued the Eastern Expedition.
Yang Jian and Huang Feihu personally led 600,000 troops to lead the way. Ji Dan led 700,000 troops to follow behind. There were hundreds of Zhou Generals and dozens of Chan Immortals. The army seemed to be able to devour mountains and rivers.
The army advanced for five days. There was a mountain blocking the way in front of them. The 700,000 Shang troops set up camp on the mountain and blocked the Zhou Army's eastern expedition.
Yang Jian changed his usual habit of observing in the array formation. This time, he took the initiative to challenge them. He even specially rode a precious white horse that King Wu had bestowed upon him. He was dressed in snow-white divine armor and his long hair fluttered in the wind.
"I'm the Prime Minister of the Zhou Nation, Yang Jian. The general of the Shang army is out to answer!"
The announcement caused a commotion in the Shang army. It was not that Yang Jian had released his aura, but that his reputation was too terrifying.
In the camp on the mountainside of the Shang army, an elegant young man in armor walked out and floated in the air. He stood with his hands behind his back and had a proud expression.
"General Kong Xuan of the Shang army has been waiting for you for a long time."
"A battle?"
"Xinran."
As soon as the two of them finished speaking, Yang Jian's figure had already disappeared from the horse. Kong Xuan's figure also disappeared.
The million soldiers subconsciously looked up and saw two pillars of light, one white and one gray, soaring into the sky. In the blink of an eye, they charged into the nine clouds!
Kong, Kong Xuan?
Xiao Lan's face turned pale in the array formation. Her hands trembled slightly.
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