Chapter 76 An unprecedented decisive battle
Jiang Changsheng 's sudden appearance caught everyone off guard, and his ability to fly in the clouds shocked all the ministers.
When they came back to their senses, Chen Li asked excitedly: "Changsheng, are you going to turn beans into soldiers?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Jiang Changsheng with anticipation in their eyes.
They have no other options left. The gap between the enemy and us is too big, so they can only rely on Jiang Changsheng.
Of course they had heard of the power of turning beans into soldiers, which directly destroyed the Chen Dynasty.
But now facing the combined forces of nine dynasties, as well as a large number of warriors from two factions, will the immortal master Changsheng's unique skill of turning beans into soldiers be enough?
Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "Of course not. The enemy has tens of millions of soldiers. How can they spread so many beans?"
Upon hearing this, the ministers were disappointed.
"I will go to the battlefield myself."
This sentence immediately caused an uproar in the hall. All the ministers were excited, and some officials even knelt down. Most of them were veteran ministers who knew best how magical Jiang Changsheng was.
Jiang Ziyu said: "Everyone, take control of the various departments and appease the various states. The decisive battle is about to begin. Dajing will not fall, but will only become stronger!"
"Dismiss!"
All the ministers knelt down and respectfully saw Jiang Ziyu off.
After one stick of incense.
In the imperial study.
Jiang Changsheng and Jiang Ziyu sat opposite each other drinking tea, Jiang Xiu stood and poured tea for them. He looked at Jiang Changsheng with admiration.
In the palace today, he thought the government was about to collapse, but he didn't expect that Jiang Changsheng's appearance would shock the ministers, and no one dared to shake the morale. This was the first time he had seen such a scene.
Jiang Changsheng asked: "Who is closest to the front battlefield?"
Jiang Ziyu understood what he meant. He was asking about the disciples of Longqi Temple. He replied, "Ping An and Xu Tianji have already rushed there. We originally planned to let the enemy in, but the subjects were terrified. I had no choice but to send people to guard the Northern Zhou battlefield."
Jiang Changsheng nodded. Ping An and Xu Tianji had his reincarnation mark on their bodies, which made it easier for him to identify the direction.
Jiang Ziyu looked at his father, and all the depression that had accumulated in his heart during this period was swept away, replaced by fighting spirit and expectation.
His father is his biggest supporter, he just doesn't want to ask his father for help casually, he also has his own pride. Now he is really at his wits' end, his father stood up in time, making him suddenly feel that he is not alone.
Jiang Ziyu smiled and asked, "Master, how do we fight?"
Jiang Changsheng glanced at him and said, "You are the emperor. You can fight however you want. I will support you as your master."
Hearing this, Jiang Ziyu smiled even more, put down his teacup, and hummed: "Then we will defeat them head-on and fight an unprecedented decisive battle. Then the master will come to the battlefield to assist the Dajing army!"
He became the emperor who was full of vigor and looked down on the world again!
Jiang Changsheng smiled and nodded, then began to sip the tea.
I have to say, the tea in the palace tastes better.
This kid is so selfish that he didn't even give his father more of this good tea.
Jiang Changsheng looked at Jiang Xiu and asked, "Xiu'er, is it hard for you to follow your father and learn about government affairs?"
Jiang Xiu quickly replied: "Grandmaster, I am indeed having a hard time, but I will try my best."
Jiang Changsheng nodded, feeling a little regretful. When Wang Chen was Jiang Xiu's age, he had already demonstrated very good ability in government affairs.
The grandfather, grandson and his two sons started chatting. It was rare for three generations to live together. Jiang Changsheng was in a very good mood. Jiang Ziyu was also full of emotion. He might be the happiest emperor. He still had his father's protection in his prime years, he had both a son and a daughter, and he was still building unprecedented achievements.
Jiang Ziyu glanced at Jiang Xiu and secretly decided something.
Find an opportunity to tell him Jiang Changsheng's true identity.
No!
From then on, the crown prince knew about this matter, and it was passed down from generation to generation as a secret of the Jiang family.
…
In July, the emperor issued an edict, ordering the armies of various states to gather on the battlefield of Northern Zhou. The people of Dajing were in danger, and everyone realized that a battle for the survival of the dynasty was about to come.
After Jiang Changsheng helped Jiang Ziyu stabilize his mind, he came back to continue his practice, waiting for August to arrive.
He believed that what the two parties said about August was August. Even if they attacked Dajing in advance, they would still need to face Jiang Changsheng. They would fight as promised, crush Dajing with absolute strength, and annex the thirteen states!
Jiang Changsheng was also willing to wait and give the two parties more time to gather more people so that their survival rewards would be more generous.
As the days passed, the number of pilgrims to Longqi Temple decreased. The whole city was in a state of panic. The streets were no longer as prosperous as before, and many people even moved south.
Meng Qiu Shuang's father in this life did not leave the capital, and still asked Meng Qiu Shuang to go to the mountain to practice martial arts every day. Because she was specially recruited to the mountain by Jiang Changsheng, Mingyue took extra care of her, fearing that she would be bullied.
Therefore, senior disciples such as Qing Ku and Wan Li also took turns to teach Qing'er.
If Qing Ku knew that Qing'er was Meng Qiushuang, what would he think, disbelief or shock?
Jiang Changsheng was somewhat looking forward to it, but he couldn't tell anyone about it, so as not to cause trouble beyond his ability.
…
As August was getting closer, a huge army had gathered on the Northern Zhou battlefield. The two armies were ten miles apart, but they could see each other in the endless wasteland.
In the Northern Zhou camp, generals from nine dynasties gathered here. The leader was not a general from the nine dynasties, but a warrior from Tongwu Valley named Meng Xuan. He was a genuine god-man. He was wearing armor and sitting there like a ferocious bear, and his aura was obviously stronger than that of the other generals.
Meng Xuan practiced with his eyes closed and asked, "How many troops has Da Jing gathered?"
A general laughed and said, "It has reached 800,000 at present, which is not worth mentioning at all."
The other generals laughed as well. Their military strength had reached tens of millions, which was so spectacular. Da Jing's 800,000-strong army was nothing more than a arm to stop a chariot in front of them.
"They are here after all. Could it be that the Immortal Master Changsheng has abandoned them?"
"It is very likely that Emperor Dajing still wants to wait for us to reach Sizhou. He changed his strategy now. Isn't it because the Changsheng Demon Dao is unreliable and he is afraid of death, so he can only fight to the death."
"It's not just us nine dynasties, even the elders of the two dynasties have come. No matter how powerful the immortal demon is, they dare not come to fight."
"What a shame. I still want to see his magic trick of turning beans into soldiers."
"Hahaha, I guess it's just a trick, some kind of martial arts. Those bean soldiers are all transformed by true energy."
All the generals laughed happily. Before the nine dynasties joined forces, they were all very resistant and did not want to be worked like slaves. But now after the union, they were happy to see the spectacular military force.
I have no regrets in my life for being able to witness such a great battle!
Meng Xuan did not speak again and concentrated on practicing.
at the same time.
In the Dajing military camp, the soldiers in front of each tent were also discussing the upcoming shocking decisive battle. This was a war that had never happened in the Thirteen States since ancient times. In the past, it was rare to encounter a war with a million troops, and they had never heard of a war with tens of millions of troops.
Just looking at the Northern Zhou military camp made their scalps tingle. In addition to the combat troops, there were also even larger numbers of logistical supplies. Therefore, the armies of the nine dynasties gathered together, covering an area of more than dozens of miles, which was far more frightening than the tens of millions.
Ping An sat in front of the fire, holding a huge roasted beef leg and eating it. He was the most heartless person and was not worried at all.
Xu Tianji, Zong Tianwu and Arakawa stood side by side, looking from afar, all of them looking worried.
Zong Tianwu asked, "Your Majesty has assembled so many troops. Could it be that Immortal Changsheng is going to take action?"
Arakawa said: "He should come. When Dacheng Longlou wanted to restore Chu, my master took action. Now that Dajing Jiangshan is about to be broken, how can he just sit there and do nothing?"
Xu Tianji said with emotion: "Things are different now. Those two sects are just waiting for your master to show up."
With Jiang Ziyu ascending the throne, Chaozong is no longer so mysterious. They all know how powerful Chaozong is and how terrifying martial artists at a high level are. Now the powerful enemy standing in front of the two Chaozong factions is not the soldiers of Dajing, but the Immortal Master Changsheng.
Just at this moment.
A figure walked out from the crowd. Arakawa took a glance and was stunned. He blinked to make sure he was not mistaken, and immediately ran over excitedly.
"Smelly boy, why are you here?"
Arakawa came in front of Lingxiao and asked excitedly.
Ling Xiao was a genius selected by Meng Qiushuang from Longqi Temple. He was also Jiang Changsheng's junior disciple. After reaching Tongtian, he went down the mountain for revenge and there has been no news since then.
Ling Xiao is now dressed in black, with a sword on his waist, and his black hair tied casually behind his head, revealing a slightly weathered face. His temperament has changed, and he is no longer the shy boy. He can't hide his fierce aura at all.
Ling Xiao smiled and said, "My country is in trouble. I am a disciple of Longqi Temple, so how can I not come?"
Arakawa looked at him and said, "Junior brother, why do I feel like you have become stronger?"
Not far away, Xu Tianji and Zong Tianwu were also looking at Ling Xiao. Xu Tianji frowned and muttered, "This kid..."
Very strong!
Xu Tianji felt a hint of danger, you have to know that he is in the state of god.
Ling Xiao smiled and said, "I had a chance encounter in the past two years and learned a sword technique. I will teach you when we return to Longqi Temple."
Arakawa became even more curious, so he pulled Ling Xiao to sit in front of Xu Tianji and the others, and asked him to tell him about his experiences in the past two years.
Not only Ling Xiao, but warriors also arrived from the rear of the camp one after another.
Dajing has been established for sixty-seven years. The vast majority of warriors in today's martial arts world are from Dajing. Every man has a share of responsibility for the rise and fall of the country.
Compared with the enthusiasm of the Northern Zhou camp, the Dajing camp seemed silent. Scouts kept going back and forth between the two armies to monitor the enemy's troop strength.
Days pass by.
August is finally here.
A sound of breaking through the air pierced the sky, passed over the heads of the Dajing soldiers, went straight into the main tent, and stabbed on the sand table, which moved King Jiang Yu of Qin who was standing next to the sand table. The soldiers in the tent drew their swords one after another, thinking that they were under enemy attack.
With gray hair, Jiang Yu is no longer the spirited prince of the past. Now he is the commander-in-chief of Dajing, and he will lead this decisive battle.
Jiang Yu stepped forward, pulled out the arrow, and opened the note on it. After reading it, his face instantly darkened and he snorted coldly, "Arrogant! They actually reminded me that the war would start at noon in three days, and told me to prepare to die!"
When these words were spoken, the soldiers became furious and cursed the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
This is a tactic to attack their minds, but they have no choice but to bear it.
Outside.
Xu Tianji's face was solemn. He looked at the person beside him and asked, "You couldn't even stop the arrow just now?"
Standing next to was a man in black armor. Although he was old, he had an upright posture and a dignified face. He was none other than Emperor Yang Zhao, who once dominated the martial arts world.
Emperor Yang Zhao's face turned pale and he said, "I can't stop it. It's too fast."
He was a god, but there was an arrow that he couldn't stop, and this arrow was shot from the enemy camp ten miles away.
Xu Tianji's heart sank to the bottom.
Soon, Jiang Yu summoned all the generals and notified them that the war would begin in three days.
Faced with an army of tens of millions, they didn't even have the courage to launch a surprise attack in advance. Even if they charged in, they would most likely be surrounded and killed.
Jiang Yu glanced at all the soldiers and said in a deep voice: "After three days, without my order, no army shall attack in advance, even if the enemy's horses are about to step on your faces. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
The soldiers spoke in unison. They had no fear and their eyes were full of determination.
If I die fighting for my country, why should I fear death?
