Chapter 517 The Westerly Wind Is Rising, and the Cutting Merchants Are on the Brow

When the eastern sky was turning white, Yang Jian disappeared and drove out of the Qinglong pass on a cloud. His whole body was refreshed, as if he had let go of something on his mind.

Just now, he finally made a decision.

A month later, the army of the East Road entered Qinglong Pass, taking the first step of actively conquering merchants.

At this time, the Kingdom of Shang occupied the most prosperous and affluent place in Nanzhou, with a large population and well-off people. Although Chaoge City imposed harsh taxes on various places year after year, it did not hurt the vitality of the human race on this vast plain.

Next, this rich land will be reduced to war.

Yang Jian's plan is to rely on Qinglong Pass to consume the last elite troops of the Shang Kingdom, and when the northern and southern armies are fully prepared, they will advance in three directions and attack Chaoge City.

There are still a lot of things to do before this time, such as persuading surrender, psychological offensive, occupying land and maintaining stability, etc., each of which requires him, the immortal prime minister, to worry about it.

It's really cool to charge into the battle for a while, but the whole army is also exhausting to prepare for battle...

"I took a step forward, and I don't know how big the storm will be. The centipede of the Shang Kingdom is dead but not stiff, cut off..."

Yang Jian shrugged his shoulders and drove the clouds down to Zhou Ying.

Sleep for two or three hours first, get enough energy and start assigning tasks.

Of course, this also needs to be reported to King Wu. The month Yang Jian left behind is the final preparation time for Zhou Guo.

When Zhou Jun stepped into Qinglong Pass, the initiative will be in the hands of Zhou Guo, and the fate of Fengshen Jie will also change greatly.

At this time, the catastrophe seems to be relatively stable, and it may not be possible to bring down boundless murder, and a sea of ​​​​blood will rise to the sky!

"Prime Minister, General Chanyu said that I have something to report, and when you come back, let me call her over."

In front of the main tent, a messenger whispered something.

Yang Jian waved his hand: "I won't see you for a while, I'll talk about everything when I wake up."

"Yes," the soldier quickly bowed his head to answer, Yang Jianmai stepped into the tent, wrapped the place with profound energy, lay back on the regular corner bed, closed his eyes and took a nap.

If you don't take advantage of it to relax and take a break now, you may really have no chance in the future.

It stands to reason that with Yang Jian's cultivation, dreams and so on can already be controlled at will, and there will be no dreams in sleep. but

But today, Yang Jian had a short dream. In the dream, he seemed to have finished the matter of enshrining the gods. He and Ao Xinke hugged each other in front of the attic window on the cliff of Meishan.

Tinglan Cuizhu seems to be teaching Xiao Zixia to recite poems, and at the foot of the mountain there is a melancholy Mei Kongmei, sitting on a plum tree and shaking her feet...

All kinds of situations slowly emerge like a picture scroll, and Meishan is surrounded by fairy lights, which is the real fairyland on earth.

Unknowingly, Yang Jian flew out of the window of the attic, took the wind to leave Meishan, and wandered between the heaven and the earth, suddenly heard a soft call from behind, turned his head, and saw the Empress Dowager coming strolling, accompanied by colorful auspicious clouds, and holding a food box in her hand.

But Empress Houtu walked halfway on the cloud, and a dark cloud appeared behind her. The black cloud condensed into a somewhat familiar face, and opened her mouth to engulf Houtu.

Yang Jian wanted to fly over to rescue him, but felt that he was stuck in a quagmire. He wanted to fly but was terribly slow. He could only watch the colorful auspicious clouds disappear in his eyes, and the black cloud formed a face with a warm smile...

In the military tent, Yang Jian suddenly sat up on the bed, and said in a low voice:

"Tianyan Road!"

In the middle of shouting, Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and the confusion in his eyes flashed away, and he immediately recovered the emptiness and clarity.

I actually dreamed?

Yang Jian felt that his mouth was a little dry. Seeing a teapot beside him, he raised his hand to grab the teapot, and raised his head to take two sips of herbal tea.

Looking inside, the tree of primordial spirit is normal, the leaves are whirling, and the three immature fruits are shaking slightly.

Really dreaming?

The Lingtai is ethereal, with no trace of Dao heart, only the scene in the dream reverberates in the heart...

If ordinary people dream, it can naturally be interpreted as thinking in the heart and dreaming at night; but how can a monk like Yang Jian, who can already stand shoulder to shoulder with the power of this world, dream so easily?

This dream is probably some kind of omen.

Yang Jian was secretly vigilant in his heart, thinking carefully about the unknown and incomprehensible things after he entered the wilderness, sitting on the bed as if he had settled down.

It is too early to say whether Tianyan Daozi is an enemy or a friend. The simple and shallow framework of good and evil cannot be directly applied.

The existence of Daozi Tianyan can only be said to be neither an enemy nor a friend, and he has the demeanor of a true monk.

Maybe Tianyan Daozi has the same position as him in some matters, and the two can work together, such as fighting against the future catastrophe;

But there are some things, and there is no guarantee that there will be no big fights. Yang Jian already knows it at this time. Houtu said that the 'cause' that will find her and him in the end is Tianyan Daozi.

What is the story here, Yang Jian is completely unclear at this time, and can only make a few guesses——

Daozi Tianyan was born, took shape, or did something that caused him, Yang Jian, to travel through the prehistoric world from his later life and become the True Lord Erlang at this time; and what is related to his soul transmigration is the birth of the Daoguo'Liuya' of Empress Houtu.

This seems to have caused a lot of confusion, such as the battle of the gods, the script written by Tiandao has been changed beyond recognition by Yang Jian.

And Daozi Tianyan may come to correct these chaos someday in the future and make trouble for him and Houtu.

"Headache," Yang Jian sighed softly, sat up on the bed, moved his mysterious body, walked to the tent door and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Prime Minister!"

The guards outside the door quickly saluted, and one of them replied, "Prime Minister, you fell asleep yesterday morning."

"so long?"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, no wonder he felt a little sleepy, it was because he slept too much.

"It is said that the generals in the army have come to discuss matters."

"yes!"

Yang Jian was talking about the generals in the army, not just a few juniors, mortal generals in the army were also called.

Dozens of messengers were galloping and galloping in the barracks, while Yang Jian sat in the main tent to refresh himself, still thinking about all kinds of things about Daozi Tianyan in his heart.

In the future, he has a formidable enemy, that Kunpeng.

I, who took the treasure of Xuangui, had to ask for an explanation for Xuangui, and there must be a battle with Kunpeng.

And it was Tian Yan Daozi who was more difficult than Kunpeng.

The former is strong, the real body is boundless in the chaos, stirring the sea of ​​chaos, can swallow a small thousand worlds in one bite, and secretly preying on the quasi-sage powers in the three thousand worlds to improve his own way.

But this kind of strength can be felt intuitively, and he can find a way to deal with it. Yang Jian only needs to push the Bajiu Xuangong to the eighth level, and he might not be able to fight Kunpeng head-on.

The strength of Tianyan Daozi lies in the fog that is full of him.

He has the Eastern Emperor Bell. If he wants to kill himself, he can roam through the years, find the child who carried his sister to Kunlun Mountain, and slap him to death... Well, unless Yan Daozi became a saint that day, he would not be able to counteract the force of karma that killed Yang Jian at that time.

In short, Tianyan Daozi is more difficult to deal with, and he is also the cultivator that Yang Jian is least willing to be an enemy.

"Prime Minister!"

"Brother!"

"Prime Minister, the end will be late."

The tent soon became lively, the chiefs and generals of various ministries gathered together, and the army of one million was commanded by these dozens of people.

Half of the mortals and half of the monks are not bad ratios.

"Where is Li Jing?"

Yang Jian's tone was a little flat, and the generals immediately knew that something big was going to happen.

Li Jing's spirit was shaken, he stood up immediately, bowed to Yang Jian, his majesty scattered, "The end is here."

"Today, I order you to be the commander-in-chief of the north, responsible for the two vanguard assistants of Mu Zha and Jin Zha, and Nan Gongshi as the supervisor and deputy general, commanding the troops in the north, stationing troops to respond to the army, and setting off today."

Yang Jian casually threw a tiger talisman into Li Jing's hands, and the four generals named by Yang Jian knelt down at the same time to take orders.

"You are allowed to dispatch ten generals to accompany you."

Li Jing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, a smart woman can't live without rice, although there are many soldiers in the north, there are few elite soldiers, and there are not many good generals, Yang Jian can transfer ten generals, without restricting him to choose, which is considered to be a great help to him.

"The final general will live up to the trust of the king and the prime minister!"

"Where are General Chanyu and Lei Zhenzi?"

Deng Chanyu and Lei Zhenzi entered the battle at the same time, kneeling on one knee to obey the order.

"Tomorrow I will go back to Chaoge City. I will ask Old General Deng to come out of the mountain in person to serve as the commander of the southern army. General Chanyu will be his assistant, and Lei Zhenzi will be the supervisor of the army. In front of Jiamengguan, Chen Bing will wait for the opportunity to seize Jiamengguan and open the southwestern gateway of Shang Kingdom!"

"Obey!"

"You are allowed to transfer five generals to go with you..." Yang Jian couldn't help but added, "The main force is the main force on this road. Don't transfer away all the generals who are good at fighting!"

Li Jing and Lei Zhenzi nodded in agreement, but Deng Chanyu said: "The Prime Minister personally sits on this road, and he can reach hundreds of generals and thousands of troops."

All the generals nodded with a smile, Yang Jian snorted and didn't say much.

What they want to transfer away are only mortal generals, like Nezha, Huang Tianhua, and Wei Hu, who also want to fight and charge by Yang Jian's side.

In fact, Yang Jian also has selfish intentions. Jin Zha and Mu Zha's mana and combat power have begun to be unable to keep up with the growth rate of Nezha, Huang Tianhua, and Wei Hu. It is better to let them avoid the Great Immortal Formation and go north to assist Li Jing in leading the army.

As for Lei Zhenzi, Yang Jian has high hopes for him, hoping that he can be alone and support the main force of the East Road.

Next, Li Jing and Deng Chanyu began to explain to the generals the strategy of dividing the army into three routes. There were several documents on the side, and they wrote down word by word on the slips that Yang Jian would present to King Wu for his own reading.

After this talk, in the middle of the night, a group of Zhou army generals were gearing up, eager to make contributions and show their grand plans immediately.

Yang Jian also talked about the matter of conferring gods. He said that if a general with sufficient meritorious deeds, good character, and good at leading troops in battle has a chance to be selected into the list of conferred gods, he will ascend to heaven in one step. After death, he can enter the heaven as a general and live the same life as heaven and earth.

This made many generals tremble. Although they had heard about these things a long time ago, Yang Jian's words were naturally true, and they had no choice but to believe them.

After they left, Yang Jian began to sort through the large Kun books to see if there were any omissions. After he finished reviewing, he had to leave overnight to return to Zhou Capital.

He can't sleep well, and that guy Ji Fa shouldn't even try to sleep with his concubine until the sun rises!

"Report--"

"speak."

Outside the tent, the messenger yelled: "Report to the prime minister, there are several monks outside the gate, who say they are old friends of the prime minister, and come to visit if they have something to do!"

old friend?

Yang Jian's consciousness swept over him, and he immediately raised his eyebrows.

She, no, why is he here?