I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 210

Yang Qizheng is very proud.

The ambassadors in the south are upright sectarians, and they are responsible for life and death.

The original method of preventing insects and dispersing plagues was blessed by the Conferred God List, and its power was more than tenfold, and many mysterious changes occurred.

Hearing that the immortal had come to southern Xinjiang to seek revenge, he couldn't wait to charge immediately.

Zhou Yi slowly said: "There are a lot of enemies of the poor Dao, they are all evil Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, demons and ghosts..."

Yang Qi's expression gradually solidified. It was not because he was afraid to shrink, but because he was slapped on the spot three times in a row today. It was definitely because he went out without reading the almanac.

"I came to Southern Xinjiang this time to look for the barbarian shaman god, to settle the cause and effect!"

Zhou Yi is not a gentleman, nor a villain.

Qiu Neng will report on the spot, from morning to night if he can't be on the spot. If he can't report on the spot, he can endure it for ten years. .

The Qingqiu fox clan has been inherited for nearly a million years, and the ancestral land is called the Longtan Tiger's Den.

The witch **** is a polished commander with a shallow background, and the history of Nanban's unification is not as good as a long history, and it is classified into the category from morning to night.

"Sorcerer God, you are not a son of man!"

Yang Qi immediately gritted his teeth when he heard the words, and the witch **** promised to save his life, but he regretted his life and death.

Then I thought about it, if the witch **** descended to make a move, and when he grew up to fight with the immortal, there was a high probability that his soul would not be on the list of conferred gods.

Zhou Yi asked: "How much do you know about the witch gods?"

"If it's other true immortals, I don't know much about it. However, the witch **** has repeatedly recruited trails, and Ten Thousand Worm Valley is close to the barbarians, and has eavesdropped on a lot of news."

Yang Qi said: "That witch **** is the only deity of the Nanban tribe. He reached the pass of promotion to ghosts and gods four hundred years ago and met Emperor Guangming Zhongxing. The great army soldiers defeated Nanban, destroyed a large number of witch temples, and severed his spirituality. road."

"Who ever thought that this fellow's luck was so powerful that when his body was ruined, he accidentally got the inheritance of the ghosts of the underworld and turned to be a ghost. Because of the Guangming Emperor, he hated Dagan, and since then the barbarians have repeatedly invaded southern Xinjiang ."

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Shendao cultivates incense and desire power. Once contaminated with bone gangrene, can it be removed by cultivation as a ghost?"

"The aspiration of living beings is hard to get rid of!"

Yang Qi said: "Xiaodao guessed that the witch gods cultivated into ghosts and immortals, reorganized the barbarians, wanted to pardon and build temples, just to make up for the damage to the gods."

"I see."

Zhou Yi thought for a moment, waved his hand to retract the Conferred God List, and said: "Fellow Daoist, go and find out that all the witch temples of the Barbarian are located."

"Xianchang rest assured, Xiaodao will be able to do this."

Yang Qi bowed to salute, his figure shook, and disappeared into purple-green smoke.

Jiulong Mountain.

The swarms of insects were wiped out, and the entire valley was smelted into glazed glaze under the real fire.

Many masters of **** refinement still don't dare to relax, and their gods are swept over and over again, so as not to omit the slightest.

"The demon is already gone, and according to the established plan, His Royal Highness has led the troops south."

Xuanji received Zhouyi's instructions and stepped forward and said: "You should return to the army quickly, so as not to delay the fighter."

After hearing this, everyone deliberately searched for the relics of the ghosts, and the centuries-old demon didn't know how many treasures he had accumulated. Seeing Qin Qiong, Sanwu and other four first-class people, they have turned into a light and flew away. It is a pity to cast a large piece of colored glaze and quickly catch up.

Is there any benefit?

Moreover, this colored glaze is refined with strange insects and monster bones, and rewarded to disciples and grandchildren is a good spiritual material.

After half an hour.

Everyone returned to the camp of the Chinese Army, and at this time they had already moved southward for a hundred miles.

The magic treasure building was fully loaded with soldiers, urged by the aura of the formation, to cross the border of the pseudo-shun and go straight into Anzhou.

More than ten other soldiers were responsible for destroying the city and attacking the city outside Anzhou. After occupying the city, the top three rank masters in the army gathered at the Chinese army camp and rushed towards Anzhou together.

Approaching the evening.

Li Leyao looked at Dingxiang City, the second largest city in Anzhou, on the war building cast by the Mohist school.

"Break Dingxiang City and move to Anbei City. The three major towns in Anzhou occupy the second place. They are horns of each other. The false order will be broken soon!"

Li Le said: "Thank you all to take the shot and quickly take Dingxiang, not to give Anbei City a chance to breathe, and to minimize the casualties of soldiers."

"Yes!"

Qin Qiong and others took their orders and flew towards Dingxiang City in a flurry of escape.

Anzhou has fought against the barbarians year after year, and Dingxiang City is as heavily guarded as a military town, but the attack is full of high-ranking people.

The defensive formation of Dingxiang City only suffered a single blow from the four first-tier teams, and it was broken into fragments.

There are two third-rank martial arts and a second-rank evil monk stationed here.

The evil monk was full of flesh, wearing a ring on his head, disheveled hair, and a string of bone rosary hanging on his neck. Seeing a monk attacking the city, he waved his hands and threw rosary beads, turning them into big skulls, wailing and exhaling magic smoke.

The evil monk rolled his own robes, turned into black smoke and fled underground.

The magic light in the sky is strong, many of them are equivalent to the evil monks, and there are four horrible auras, and they struggle with brain problems.

Dashun canonized the evil monk as the protector of the country, and he could promote the bone Buddhadharma before he agreed to go out and sit on the side of the mountain.

The evil monk ran too fast, and the two garrison generals reacted a little bit slowly, and the martial arts were not good at escaping the law. In a blink of an eye, one was imprisoned by Fan Wujiao, and the other was hit by Xie Wushe's repressive criminal law.

Break the city and capture the general, but for a moment.

The ship of the Chinese Army was late in arriving, and tens of thousands of soldiers were left behind to imprison the rebels and take over the affairs of Dingxiang City.

Immediately transferred to the building ship, heading for Anbei City.

Shunjing.

Once the capital of Anzhou and the headquarters of the Dragoons.

The people on the street were in a hurry, buying what they needed for life, and went home immediately, avoiding the patrol soldiers far away.

The Dragoons are the elite of Dashun Town, and the treatment is excellent. The soldiers on these patrols are different. They are the city defense battalions that were recruited to capture the strong soldiers after Dashun was established.

There is no battlefield in the city defense battalion, and it is only responsible for the stability of the city, arresting the spies,

With such a laborious patrol, the people on the road should have some city defense tax, and the restaurants on the street should be given a meal of comfort food.

Dashun officials are not waste. However, in the face of the oppression of the great army, the disease of slender and mustard does not need to be treated first.

In just three years, the once prosperous capital of Anzhou, the streets seemed quietly like a deserted city.

Suncheon Palace.

The residence of Xu's royal family was transformed into the former city lord mansion.

The interior decoration is not extravagant, Xu Fengxian is not a pleasure-seeking temperament, and he has a lot of admonishment to his tribe.

There were no servants or maids in the palace, and the servants of the generals were the servants of the general mansion. The memorials of the minister of the DPRK asking Xu Fengxian to draft the Nafei were all beaten back.

The skeleton of the Dashun Dynasty is the dragon cavalry. Without the influence of Buddhism, Taoism, Hundred Schools, etc., Xu Fengxian can decide any affairs in one word.

Taishun Hall.

Xu Fengxian is dealing with memorials.

Xu Ye hurriedly walked in, bowed his bow, and reported: "Father, Zhen Yang is dead, Dingxiang City and Anbei City are broken!"

"sit."

Xu Fengxian put down the memorial and sighed: "Only the affairs of southern Xinjiang are so heavy. No wonder that Jingtai handled the military affairs of the 16 states back then, working day and night during busy periods."

"Father!"

Xu Ye said solemnly: "Dingxiang and Anbei are broken, and Shunjing no longer has a barrier."

"What's the hurry? Didn't it be expected that on this day, Zhenren Yang will have extraordinary strength, and how many calculations can he handle?"

Xu Fengxian said: "It was beyond my expectation. The leader turned out to be King Yan."

The matter between the prince Jianguo and the king Yan is not a secret at the upper level of the great army. Today, if the king is deliberately erected, it may not be without the intention of preventing the prince.

"Father, King Yan is coming aggressively. Obviously, he has to finish his work."

Xu Ye said: "It is reasonable to quickly mobilize the Dragon Cavalry, hold on to Shunjing, and send two more troops to attack Dingxiang and Anbei to contain the army of King Yan..."

After hearing what Xu Ye said, Xu Feng first nodded and then shook his head.

"In Luojing back then, in order to avoid suspicion, I couldn't teach you the art of war. Fortunately, Ye'er was smart and read military books by himself, and the marching formation was not weak for some famous generals."

"Unfortunately, success is also a military book, and defeat is also a military book."

Xu Fengxian said: "The King Yan won Dingxiang and Anbei, waiting for you to send troops to help reduce the cost of breaking through Shunjing. His purpose is very clear, to concentrate all his strength and destroy the Xu family. Even if he finally fell into the siege of Dashun city, The Xu family is gone, who dares to move King Yan?"

Suddenly, Xu Ye asked, "What does the emperor think?"

"Wait!"

Xu Fengxian said: "Dashun is unable to resist. The only way to break the game is in Jingtai!"

Xu Ye was surprised: "Jingtai?"

Xu Fengxian's momentum changed abruptly, with a cold voice in his domineering voice.

"I must investigate clearly, Jingtai ordered me to rebel for what on earth!"

Longevity Palace.

In the hands of Emperor Jingtai is the secret memorial of Southern Xinjiang by the internal servant.

——The King of Yan's army marched in many ways to sweep the three prefectures of Xu Ni, the Chinese army broke through the important town of Anzhou, and the pseudoshun occupied only half of the state.

Below the secret memorial is attached a detailed process, from the ghosts to disperse the plague, the Zhouyi alchemy, the military account discussion...

One by one, no matter how big or small, the words and expressions of everyone in the company's military account have specific descriptions.

"King Yan, worthy of being my good emperor!"

Emperor Jingtai sneered and ordered: "Tell the prince about this, and let Hong Chengye, the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, come to see me."

"Yes."

Father Chu slowly withdrew from the palace to send a message.

After a while.

Hong Chengye rushed to the Wanshou Palace to meet him, knelt on the ground, shouting long live.

Emperor Jingtai asked: "Hong Aiqing, how is the war in southern Xinjiang recently?"

"War in Southern Xinjiang..."

Hong Chengye spoke slowly, observing the expression of his majesty, and then observing the expression of Duke Chu, his heart sank in shock.

A blank face is more dangerous than gloomy and angry, and the consequences are unpredictable if you make a mistake.

Unable to figure out his majesty's joy and anger, Hong Chengye had to say truthfully: "...Xu Ni colluded with evil spirits, and the army retreated hundreds of miles. The Ministry of War is preparing to call in Wuzhou soldiers to help."

"When the Ministry of Defense rushed to help, Fengxian had already died among the rebellious army!"

Suddenly, the emperor Jingtai had a look of compassion and yearning, and said: "I think that back then, I lost the Eighteenth Road and rebelled against the king, and fought with Fengxian with a single sword. During this period, there was an attack by the evil Buddha outside the road, and Fengxian blocked me from death several times... …"

Listening to Emperor Jingtai's nostalgia for the past, Hong Chengye frowned slightly and couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, Xu Ni may have made military exploits. Now he is treasonous, and even moreover, he has broken the country and built a pseudo-dynasty..."

Emperor Jingtai snorted coldly, and the majestic pressure fell, like a mountain like a mountain.

Even though Hong Chengye was a first-class soldier, he couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. However, thinking of the death of the frontline soldiers, all the refining generals had fallen, and he resisted the pressure and continued.

"Since Taizu, the country has never had the trouble of cracking the soil. Although Xu Ni is small, he has set the precedent for the pseudo-dynasty..."

"The imperial court should use the momentum of thunder to exterminate Xu Ni, respond to the imperial officials, and punish all the nine clans..."

"Kill one and be wary, only then can you clear the kingly way!"

"enough!"

Emperor Jingtai yelled like thunder and waved Hong Chengye back and slammed into the palace wall.

Hong Chengye didn't dare to resist, letting his infuriating bombardment, spouting blood with a puff.

"Writing..."

Emperor Jingtai opened the secret melodrama, glanced at it, and said: "Led by Slayer Demon worshiping Zhouyi, and supplemented by the mysterious mechanism of King Yan's account, I will enter Shunjing to recruit An Fengxian. I am so benevolent, and you can't see brothers and sisters, Yan Wang must not use swords and soldiers!"

Upon hearing this, Hong Chengye said in horror: "Ahem! Your Majesty..."

With a wave of his sleeves, Emperor Jingtai swept Hong Chengye out of the palace, and the palace suddenly fell silent.

"My buddy, go and pass the order."

"Yes."

Father Chu bowed to take his orders, and was about to retreat.

Emperor Jingtai also ordered: "Hong Aiqing is loyal to the past, recite his old age, and give the elixir."

"Your Majesty is kind."

Ministry of War.

Father Chu came personally to inform the southern Xinjiang military camp.

Taizu built an internal servant, recruited talented individuals to practice martial arts, guarded the palace, and left edicts not to be contaminated with the powers of the six ministries.

Hong Chengye has recovered from his injuries and handed over Shang Shuyin and Tiger Talisman.

After completing the interrogation, Lord Chu took out a spiritual jade box from his sleeve and said: "Your Majesty has pity on Lord Hong for your hard work. This pure sun elixir can extend your life."

Except for the promotion of the legendary military sage, the only thing needed for the great sage of the first rank military strategist is to extend life.

"Thank your majesty for the gift."

Hong Chengye arched his hand in the direction of Wanshou Palace and carefully put away the elixir.

Grandpa Chu persuaded: "Master Hong, your Majesty has a bad temper these days, so don't go against him in the little things in Southern Xinjiang."

"Duke Chu said that the official understands, of course, but the duty of a courtier has to do. Since Taizu, there have been no people who have been condemned for admonition."

Hong Chengye said blankly: "As for how your Majesty will do it, it has nothing to do with the official because of his own consideration."

Chu Gonggong suddenly, Hong Shangshu has been an official in the dynasty for one hundred and thirty years. After four generations of monarchs and ministers, he has never experienced anything.

It is his duty to advise the courtier, and it is his business whether the emperor listens or not. In Hong Chengye's eyes, perhaps admonition is more important than its invalidity.

Hum!

The Tiger Talisman of the Ministry of War vibrated, and a message came back from Yan Wang Shuaiyin.

Grandpa Chu arched his hands and said, "Master Hong, our family has gone back to life."

"Duke Chu..."

Hong Chengye said hesitantly: "Since your Majesty's residence, Duke Chu is a personal servant. His Majesty has changed in recent years. Duke Chu should know that there are some things...Perhaps Duke Chu's persuasion will be useful."

"Our family knows."

Gonggong Chu turned and left, and after stepping on the threshold of the dispatching department, a sound transmission sounded in Hong Chengye's ears.

"The elixir rewarded by your majesty, it is better to tribute it!"

Southern Xinjiang.

Floor boat.

Li Le looked at Shunjing a few miles away, and could faintly hear the horses neighing and the collision of knives and guns.

When the will came a moment later, Li Le gave the order to siege the city, but his father's will was so fierce that he had to follow it.

"Return to Dingxiang City!"

Limited by his majesty's will not to attack Shunjing, has already occupied Dingxiang and Anbei, and must not lose.

Give an order.

The northern army of more than 200,000 towns ~www.mtlnovel.com~ plus three prefecture soldiers, nearly a million soldiers, slowly changed direction.

After the vanguard changed the palace, the rear army turned into a forward and left with a flick of a shot outside the city of Shunjing.

The road was full of smoke and dust, the soldiers' armor and blades were dyed khaki, the flags languished, and the mighty army sank thousands of miles.

The third battalion of the Zhenbei Army.

Li Xun frowned and turned his horse's head.

Shunjing is close at hand, and 90% of the victory can destroy the pseudo-shun.

For the merits of rebelling and destroying the country, Li Xun's meritorious service was enough to be awarded a third-rank military officer's false post. Whoever wanted to receive the order to withdraw the army.

Chen Ying was appointed as a lieutenant under Li Xunchen, and she rode a horse to catch up and asked: "General, why didn't you fight Shunjing?"

Li Xun shook his head. He subconsciously guessed that it was related to the Prince Jian Guo.

"After returning to Dingxiang for a gathering, Brother Zhang is well informed and must know."

Chapter end