"I see Brother Zhao, he has the aura of a king!"

With these words, the secret room fell into a deathly silence.

But slowly, a different sound began to emerge.

At first, it was the sound of a heartbeat.

Then came the sound of breathing.

Growing heavier and heavier.

Like thunder roaring.

Like a fierce wind howling.

Zhao Ying's chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot veins.

"King Zhao!"

These two words struck him hard.

Yes!

Why can't I become King Zhao?

Forget about the legitimacy of the royal family. If Zhao Ning is really a woman, unless Zhao Ji supports Zhao Qi, that waste, the royal bloodline will come to an end.

If the royal bloodline ends, it will naturally be inherited by the noble family.

Zhao Ji's branch is all from the noble family.

Why can't it be me in this generation?

If we were to choose someone to ascend the throne.

Who among the noble family holds the most influence and respect?

Other than me!

But soon, Zhao Ying's emotions calmed down, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "It has been many years, and your methods of manipulating people's minds have become even more sophisticated, Brother Ji."

Ji Tong, having his methods exposed, neither felt angry nor embarrassed. He waved his hand and smiled, "I never use those tricks. I just happened to say something that happened to be on the mind of Lord Changping."

Zhao Ying's expression froze, and he quickly checked his mental state.

Indeed, he couldn't find any traces of manipulation.

He looked at Ji Tong with vigilance, not expecting his methods to have reached such a level.

If he hadn't already comprehended a kind of divine power and reached the state of enlightenment, he might have fallen for his tricks.

He snorted coldly, "There is only the King of Li in the Kingdom of Li, there is no King of Zhao. The noble family and the royal family are of the same bloodline. Brother Ji, don't waste your efforts trying to manipulate me!"

Ji Tong calmly said, "It's just that Zhao Ji does not respect the Zhou rituals and disregards the ancestral laws. It is a path to destruction. Now is the time of life and death for the Zhao family. Lord Changping, as the wise one of the clan, should you just sit back and watch?"

Zhao Ying lowered his eyelids slightly, as if lost in thought, as if he hadn't been listening to what Ji Tong was saying at all.

Ji Tong had already anticipated that he would be indifferent, and said lightly, "Emperor Zhou has ruled the Central Plains for over a thousand years, and has never excluded the lords of different surnames. Even now, the formation of the Ji alliance is just to deal with those who are restless and want to change the law, to continue following the ancestral laws.

The tall tree catches the wind!

Zhao Ji's reform, disrespecting the Zhou rituals, has already angered the heavens.

That's why the demon race and the barbarians have invaded!

If this continues, how can the Zhao family survive?

Lord Changping is a wise man, naturally understanding that there is no reason for the Ji alliance to fail.

If the Zhao family continues to act recklessly, they will become enemies of the Ji alliance along with the Kingdom of Qian.

I believe that Lord Changping's loyalty to the Zhao family is clear. I am willing to sacrifice myself for the Zhao family.

But... is it worth it?

Just for an arrogant king?

And a crown prince disguised as a woman?

Will the Zhao family be destroyed by their hands?

Is it worth it?"

His voice was very persuasive.

But Zhao Ying just laughed, "Brother Ji, you have thought of everything so well. You even came up with excuses for me."

He wasn't blind.

Whether the reform was good or not.

How could he not know?

The reason he wanted to stop the reform.

Was not because he thought the reform was bad.

But because he hadn't benefited from the reform at all.

There was a hint of resentment in his expression, "It's just that these reasons are really lame!"

Ji Tong smiled calmly, "The reasons I came up with in a hurry may not be as well thought out as Lord Changping's, but they are already enough. Lord Changping is a wise man, and he knows better than I do whether to do it or not, and how to do it. The secret to breaking the transformation technique is here. Lord Changping, think it over."

With that, he put down a piece of jade slip.

As he stood up, a shadow seemed to appear on the wall, spreading out and turning the entire wall into an ink painting.

He walked straight towards it, but did not collide with the wall. His body seemed to turn into an ink painting as well, blending into the painting.

Nangong Yan followed closely behind. When her body was about to turn into ink, she turned her head and glared at Zhao Ying, seemingly very dissatisfied with his rude behavior just now.

But it was only a brief pause before she quickly caught up.

After both figures merged into the ink, the wall returned to its original state.

Only Zhao Ying remained in the room.

He looked at the jade slip on the table.

His expression was solemn, but without hesitation, he put the jade slip into his pocket.

After leaving the secret room.

Zhao Ben was still waiting outside. When he saw Zhao Ying, he quickly saluted.

Zhao Ying looked at his eldest son's tall figure and smiled, his face showing a hint of joy. He called him over and gave him some instructions.

Upon hearing Zhao Ying's instructions, Zhao Ben's expression became extremely excited, with a mixture of fear and longing. He asked hesitantly, "Father, do we really have to do this?"

"Of course!"

Zhao Ying patted his shoulder and spoke with great solemnity, "My son has the aura of a great emperor!"

Zhao Ben's pupils dilated for a moment, then he solemnly saluted, "Your son will definitely live up to Father's expectations!"

...

On the other side.

It was an unknown space.Ji Tong and Nangong Yan walked one after the other.

As they walked...

Nangong Yan couldn't help but speak up: "That Zhao guy really doesn't know his place. Why does he treat the prince like this?"

Ji Tong smiled faintly: "We knew what kind of person he was before we came. Since we've decided to come, there's no need to be annoyed about it."

Nangong Yan still felt indignant: "But I did it all for the prince! Prince, promise me that I can personally kill that old man when the time comes!"

"Alright, alright!"

Ji Tong stopped and turned around, affectionately caressing Nangong Yan's face.

Nangong Yan felt a great sense of honor and obediently rubbed against his palm.

She slowly bent her legs and prepared to untie Ji Tong's belt.

"The important matters come first!"

Ji Tong stopped her actions.

Nangong Yan felt a bit wronged, but still stood up and glanced around, surprised and doubtful: "What kind of place is this?"

The scenery around them was beautiful.

But it wasn't real scenery.

It was depicted with ink and brushstrokes.

And their bodies were also in an ink painting style.

But it felt incredibly real.

The air was clear.

Their heartbeats were strong.

Even their blood flow and true energy were as smooth as usual.

This place was strange.

Ji Tong smiled faintly: "You'll know soon enough!"

After saying that, he walked forward.

Before long, he brought Nangong Yan to a bamboo house.

In front of the bamboo house, a man in an ink painting style was painting.

Countless ink lines extended from his brush, forming strange runes. But when these runes landed on the paper, they were just ordinary brushstrokes.

Stroke by stroke.

Eventually, they formed the appearance of a young man.

The young man had a tall figure and a hint of arrogance and ruthlessness on his face.

But the person drawn with black ink emitted a faint golden light.

Nangong Yan was very familiar with this young man: "Ying Wuque?"

Ji Tong didn't answer, but instead bowed to the painter: "Brother Danqing, your painting skills are extraordinary. With just one painting, you have mastered the technique of drawing Emperor Zhuanxu's body. If the Underworld can be established in the future, it will only take twenty years to have countless talented youths!"

Danqing casually waved his hand: "Without Emperor's Blood, even if the Emperor's body is present, it is like a chicken rib. Even if the entire Muye Monument is melted, how many Emperor's bodies can be drawn? Compared to my master, I am still far behind."

"The grace of your master is truly unparalleled!"

Ji Tong also showed a look of admiration and envy: "By the way, Brother Danqing! When will your master be able to return to the mortal world?"

Danqing didn't speak.

Instead, he looked at Nangong Yan with caution.

Ji Tong understood and touched Nangong Yan's cheek, saying a few words.

Although Nangong Yan was unwilling, she still left the bamboo house.

Danqing lightly waved his brush, forming a screen of ink that enveloped the entire bamboo house.

His expression slightly stiffened: "It's not going smoothly!"

Ji Tong raised an eyebrow: "Why?"

Danqing's expression turned wooden: "My master's work is well protected. Not only are there experts from the palace secretly protecting it, but there is also the Hanguang Sword Spirit hiding nearby. It's difficult to reverse it into a painting and reduce the unnecessary brushstrokes, let alone connect it to the present."

Ji Tong asked: "What about the demonic seed?"

"There are no signs of the demonic seed erupting!"

A trace of anger flashed in Danqing's eyes: "Bai Shi is truly despicable. My master is so extraordinary, but he turned her into such an ordinary and vulgar woman!"

Ji Tong agreed deeply: "Indeed! It's truly lamentable to see Senior Qingyi end up like this. But I wonder, Brother Danqing, do you really have a clue about Senior Qingyi's legacy?"

Danqing nodded: "Of course! My master's painting technique has long surpassed the limitations of the physical body. It is an existence that touches the origin of the universe. If someone wants to take it, they either have to hide it at the end of the Ming Capital or hide it within her true self.

Unfortunately, my painting skills are not complete, so I have to go to the end of the Ming Capital to comprehend it again.

As for my master..."

Ji Tong smiled faintly: "That's not difficult. Brother Danqing, you can go with peace of mind! This time, it will surely succeed. When the time comes, you will be the Lord of the Underworld, and I will be the King of the mortal world. Together, we will fulfill Senior Qingyi's unfinished wish and create a prosperous era, allowing Senior Qingyi to rest in peace."

Danqing nodded: "Very well!"

Ji Tong smiled: "Then Brother Danqing, you can rest assured and hand over the ink and brushwork to me."

Danqing furrowed his brows and didn't fully trust him: "Wuwen and Ying Thirteen are both rare experts in the world. It's not easy to obtain their heart's blood. How do you plan to get it?

My master's true self is hidden by her own hands. It can't be fully triggered by the demonic seed. The person who triggers it must have an extremely deep understanding of my master.

I wonder how the King of the Zhou Dynasty can achieve this!"

Ji Tong couldn't help but laugh and wave his hand: "The world thinks that as the King of the Zhou Dynasty, I have destroyed my own value and cooperated with the Womijiao. But who knows the true reason why I cooperated with the Womijiao?"Danqing's expression became serious: "What do you mean?"

Ji Tong didn't speak, but his appearance changed.

He had a handsome face.

But there was also a fierce aura.

Completely different from the gentle appearance just now.

Danqing was shocked when he saw this face: "You are..."

Ji Tong didn't give him time to continue speaking, and changed to another appearance.

This image was old and dignified.

With a clear and serious expression.

Every frown and smile carried a hidden dignity.

Danqing's pupils contracted, as if he had seen something unbelievable: "You are actually..."

Ji Tong interrupted with a smile: "Brother Danqing! I want to ask you now, can I obtain Wuwen's heart blood?"

Danqing, still in shock, felt his mouth dry and subconsciously swallowed: "Yes!"

Ji Tong asked again: "Then, can I be considered to know Master Wu extremely well?"

Danqing gritted his teeth: "Yes!"

Ji Tong smiled slightly: "Ying Thirteen is indeed troublesome, but as long as the timing is right, obtaining his heart blood is not difficult. Can Brother Danqing trust me?"

Danqing hesitated for a moment.

He waved his right hand.

A scroll of painting fell into Ji Tong's hands, followed by a brush and a dark red ink block.

Ji Tong opened it and found that there were countless complex patterns forming human figures on it.

Among them, about a quarter of the area was already lit up with blood, presumably Danqing's own heart blood.

The other parts were what Danqing wanted.

And in the center of the human figure pattern, where the heart should be, there was a gap in the pattern. This part of the paper was blank.

It was the ego that was left empty.

As long as Hua Chao's ego was fully stimulated, reversed into a painting, the part that belonged to Hua Chao was removed, and the pattern was filled in, the blue-clothed figure could reappear in the world.

Danqing's tone was slightly heavy: "I have entrusted my life and fortune to you. Please don't disappoint me, Lord."

A fanatical light appeared in Ji Tong's eyes: "Brother Danqing, go ahead. With our cooperation, this will definitely succeed! At that time, not to mention our sect, I am willing to share the whole world with Brother Danqing!"

Danqing's face was stern as he corrected: "I have no ambitions. I just want to fulfill Master's last wish and let her witness the completion of a prosperous era. That's all. I trust the Lord because I feel that you are the most suitable person to help me accomplish this."

After speaking, he sat cross-legged facing the wall.

A scroll of painting hung on the wall, not a masterpiece of Danqing's art, just an ordinary painting.

A woman in the painting stood on a cliff, looking longingly at the distant village and town.

He turned his back to Ji Tong.

Just like the woman in the painting had her back to him.

He waved his hand: "Lord, please leave!"

Ji Tong smiled and arched his hand: "Farewell!"

The ink screen dissipated.

Ji Tong collected the scroll and ink, and left the bamboo house with big strides.

Nangong Yan had been waiting for a long time. When she saw him coming, she greeted him with a smile: "Lord! Did Danqing cooperate?"

"He cooperated."

"So, did you get what you wanted?"

"Of course."

"That's good!"

Nangong Yan looked up at Ji Tong's face, her eyes filled with admiration and worship: "Lord, you are the leader of our sect. How could he refuse?"

Ji Tong smiled and touched her cheek, but his tone was extremely serious as he corrected: "The position of the leader is not a kind of power, but a belief. What he can't refuse is not me, but this belief."

Nangong Yan seemed to understand but didn't really want to figure it out. She nodded heavily: "Lord is right!"

"Let's go!"

Ji Tong smiled faintly.

But Nangong Yan held his arm and coquettishly asked: "Lord! I still want to ask, what exactly did he give you just now?"

Ji Tong looked at her thoughtfully, shook his head and smiled: "You will know when the time comes!"

...

"Ganlin's Ji Tong!"

In a certain place in the Capital of the Great Ming, Ying Wuji couldn't help but curse out loud.

He had already learned about Ji Tong being the leader of our sect through Nangong Yan's behavior.

Since he was the leader of our sect.

Then it was normal for him to cause trouble.

At first, Ying Wuji wasn't particularly angry.

But this guy targeted Zhao Ning's daughter first, and then he met Danqing, who had just plotted against Hua Chao.

How could he tolerate this?

But since he was the leader of our sect and could control so many Enlightened Spirit Realm experts, his own strength must not be weak.

It wasn't realistic to directly kill him.

But Ji Tong...

Was it possible for him to appear so openly in Jiangcheng?

And he also had a straightforward and honest Sword Spirit sister by his side.

Before, he had also created an external incarnation and placed it beside Hua Chao.

How did Ji Tong plan to make a move?

But upon careful consideration.

Ji Tong might not be planning to make a move against Hua Chao.

Because Danqing's goal was to let Qingyi reappear in the world.

But Qingyi was a true saint, and she possessed extraordinary power. From the perspective of our sect and even Zhou Tianzi, her existence was intolerable.

He had no reason to let Qingyi reappear.

So Ji Tong's purpose in finding Danqing was for Hua Chao. There should be no reason for him to involve himself.

But this possibility couldn't be completely ruled out.Because Ying Wuji found a bug in his current logical chain, which is that Ji Tong is both the King of the Same Rank and the leader of the Weiwo Sect.

Nangong Yan is his person, and she came to Jiangcheng for the first time to complete a mission for the Zhou royal family.

The destination of the mission is the Muye Monument in the Anyi of the Ming Capital, and the people around the Muye Monument are all members of the Weiwo Sect.

But Nangong Yan must lead the people of the Zhou royal family and avoid completing the mission for the Weiwo Sect.

In the end, the Weiwo Sect almost failed because of this.

It is true that there is a conflict of interest between the Zhou royal family and the Weiwo Sect. It can be understood that Ji Tong cannot forcefully organize this conflict in order to hide his identity. However, Ying Wuji feels that with Ji Tong's layout ability, he should be able to temporarily weaken the vigilance of the Weiwo Sect in Anyi.

So.

Does Ji Tong, as the leader of the Weiwo Sect, have precautions against the sect itself?

What is the origin of this precautionary stance?

Or does Ji Tong have another identity?

Will this identity cause Danqing to completely turn against him?

Ying Wuji's brain is running at high speed, but the information he knows now is too little. Besides frustration, he can't get anything.

He looked at Ying Shisan beside him: "Thirteen, do you know Ji Tong?"

"Ji Tong?"

Ying Shisan thought for a moment: "The younger brother of Zhou Tianzi? I've heard the name, but I'm not familiar with him! When I was wandering on the road, this kid was still a baby."

Ying Wuji shrugged: "He is now the leader of the Weiwo Sect, and at the very least, he has reached the Wushen Realm, right? Why are you still stuck in the Bingren Realm?"

"Hey?"

Ying Shisan was somewhat surprised: "With his achievements at this age, he is indeed a young hero. But in the entire Wushen Realm, there are very few who can defeat me in a one-on-one fight. When I comprehend this divine ability, I will kill them like dogs!"

It's unclear whether he is being stubborn or confident.

But what he said is indeed correct.

The only difference between the Bingren Realm and the Wushen Realm is the divine ability.

The difference between the Wushen Realm and the Shengren Realm, apart from the number of divine abilities, is the Heart of the Shengren and the ability to gather disciples.

In terms of personal strength alone, the Shengren Realm may not necessarily be able to suppress the Bingren Realm, let alone the Wushen Realm?

Below the Bingren Realm, there is only a division of strength realms.

Above the Bingren Realm, there is a difference in the comprehension of rules and state of mind.

Mi Xingli on the side was somewhat surprised: "The King of the Same Rank is the leader of the Weiwo Sect. How did you know about this secret?"

Ying Wuji naturally couldn't reveal the whole truth, but now he is troubled and after thinking for a while, he still told her some things.

Mostly about the meeting between Ji Tong and Danqing.

After listening.

Ying Shisan couldn't help but glance at him: "I see why you have a troubled look on your face. It turns out you're thinking about women again! But you don't have to worry, Danqing regards Qingyi as her master and mother, and basically won't let Qingyi's safety be entrusted to others.

Even if Ji Tong speaks eloquently, his goal is definitely not to let Qingyi reappear in the world, but to use Qingyi to obtain a complete reincarnation method.

There is a fundamental contradiction between them.

Even if they can temporarily set aside this contradiction and cooperate, they will never succeed!"

"Why not?"

Ying Wuji was curious.

Ying Shisan took a deep breath and looked into the distance: "Do you know why I so desperately hope for Qingyi's reappearance, but have never considered helping Danqing?"

Ying Wuji answered, "Because you know that this is not what Senior Qingyi wants!"

Ying Shisan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "That is just the most insignificant reason. The real reason is... Qingyi's realm is much higher than ours, even the saints of various families may not be able to match her.

In her hands, Danqing's art has become a divine ability of reincarnation. Her most satisfactory work, how can it be changed back by mere Danqing and Ji Tong?

Unless... these two have already reached the realm of saints!

Otherwise, we can only watch helplessly as Hua Chao is at their mercy."

Ying Wuji finally breathed a sigh of relief. In that case, there is no need to worry too much.

Ying Shisan patted his shoulder: "Get rid of these distractions quickly and get ready to set off. Mingdu is not a place where you can indulge in random thoughts."

"Okay!"

Ying Wuji nodded and controlled himself not to think about those messy things.

The most urgent task now is to find the end of Mingdu.

As long as the matter of the demonic seed is resolved, there is no need to worry too much about everything else.

If there are too many distractions, it will affect his mind and it won't be good.

Now the magnification effect of Mingdu on the self is slowly weakening, and the end of Mingdu may appear soon.

Fortunately, Mi Xingli, this little girl, came along this time and actually found the rule thread that was broken in her own body, and even through the trajectory of these threads, she took a step ahead for the Weiwo Sect and found the end of Mingdu.

This so-called "end" is the anchor point connected to Mingdu and the rules of the present world according to Jiandizi's words.

Hopefully, everything goes smoothly.

Ying Wuji's trip is only to find a way to solve the demonic seed.

Apart from Danqing, he doesn't want to have any conflicts with anyone.

...

The new land is fertile for thousands of miles.

With the terrifying efficiency of the iron plow, countless people have high enthusiasm, plus the court has sent many troops to assist. In just half a year, half of the wasteland suitable for farming has been reclaimed.

Although no crops have been planted yet.

But they have never been idle.Under the guidance of the rural students brought by Ying Wuji, they used various strange things such as plant ash to adjust the fertility of the soil.

They didn't know if this would work.

But after experiencing so many things, they were still willing to believe in Ying Wuji.

The terrifying results made the Wei and Han families terrified. If the crops planted for the winter could not be harvested, the people would never return.

So while preparing for the battle of Anyi in Mingdu, they spread panic in the new land and sent secret messengers to report the situation and Zhao's actions to the Kingdom Di.

Northern border.

North of the Yin Mountains.

"This is unbelievable!"

Marshal Chiyueye of the Kingdom Di slammed the letter on the table.

He couldn't believe it.

This land of the Kingdom Di.

This thousand-mile pasture.

In just half a year.

It had already turned into the shape of the Central Plains people.

This is unbelievable!

At that time, he advised against giving up this land, but someone within the Kingdom Di insisted that this place was a flat land and even if the Kingdom Li occupied it, they wouldn't be able to defend it. The Kingdom Di should rest and recuperate, wait for the women to give birth to enough children, and let the tribe recover before launching a counterattack.

As a result, huh! They directly built fortresses at the narrow pass of the Yin Mountains.

And this large area of pasture was destroyed. Even if they recaptured it, it would probably take many years to restore it!

These idiots!

They shouldn't have retreated in the first place!

Chiyueye stared at the cities at the narrow pass of the Yin Mountains on the map, his gaze becoming gloomy.

These fortresses were built too quickly.

And according to the Wei and Han families, Zhao's elite troops had already arrived in late June, which meant that nearly two hundred thousand elite soldiers were stationed here.

It would require a great price for the soldiers of the Kingdom Di to break through this barrier.

His gaze turned cold.

He directly activated the communication symbol attached to the letter.

Soon, the images of Wei Huan and Han Zhe appeared side by side in the air.

Chiyueye stared at the two in front of him without any courtesy. "I need the Wei and Han families to send troops to support us. Otherwise, the Kingdom Di will not attack Zhao's new land! Think carefully about what will happen to you if these two hundred thousand elite soldiers change direction and attack Anyi in Mingdu."

There was a brief silence in the tent.

Then.

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

Both Wei Huan and Han Zhe couldn't help but laugh.

As if they heard something extremely funny.

Chiyueye wasn't angry either. He just watched them quietly.

Wei Huan sneered, "Marshal Chiyueye, you are really delusional. But I didn't expect that the King Qian actually revealed such secrets to you. But so what? Zhao has already lost the ability to attack Anyi in Mingdu."

Chiyueye's gaze turned fierce. "Oh? In that case, why did you attach two communication symbols? Are you worried that our soldiers of the Kingdom Di won't fight hard enough and won't be able to drive your two-legged sheep out of our land?"

Upon hearing this, both Wei Huan and Han Zhe fell silent for a moment.

They didn't expect that Chiyueye would be so knowledgeable about the situation in the Central Plains.

The mocking expression on their faces disappeared.

Because they did need the Kingdom Di army to fight hard.

Han Zhe smiled faintly, "This thousand-mile pasture originally belonged to the Kingdom Di. Now it has been occupied by Zhao. This is the grudge between the Kingdom Di and Zhao. We just want to take advantage of an opportunity. As Wei and Han still belong to the Kingdom Li, we naturally have to fulfill our duties as vassals and send troops to attack Zhao. This will be a blow to the backbone of the Central Plains nobles."

Chiyueye sneered, "Since that's the case, I will bear this blame. Farewell!"

After speaking, he directly prepared to issue the military order.

Mud walls!

Of course, he knew that they were mud walls.

As the head of the military of the Kingdom Di, his scouts were always paying attention to every move here, knowing that these three walls were like platforms made of grass and wood.

Even the strange mud inside had just been poured in.

But even if it was mud, it was not ordinary mud.

People could stand on this mud.

Archers lined up on the walls, taking advantage of the terrain to make it difficult for the soldiers of the Kingdom Di to advance.

If it were any other Central Plains country, they could bring siege equipment and easily smash these walls to pieces.

Unfortunately, the Kingdom Di army was assembled from various tribes, mostly cavalry, and they were not good at siege warfare.

It was already difficult enough to forcefully break through a narrow pass with two hundred thousand elite soldiers. With these three walls standing here, even if they were made of mud, it would probably cause heavy losses to the Kingdom Di.

Zhao must have thought the same way.

That's why they temporarily built these mud walls.

It was absurd.

But practical.

Seeing that Chiyueye was about to issue the order to retreat.Wei Huan said, "We have paid a great price to invite the Rain Master from the Zhou royal family. When the end of the capital of the Great Ming arrives, there will be heavy rain for three days south of the Yin Mountains. At that time, when you launch the attack, I want to see their elite troops of tens of thousands sinking into the mud, with no fighting power left."

Chile Ye directly stopped the military order and waved his hand to let the messenger leave the tent.

He looked at Wei Huan with a smile that was not a smile, "Since the Wei family has such a good plan, why did you hide it before? I have heard that you people from the Central Plains are cunning, and now it seems to be true!"

Wei Huan snorted coldly, "We have shown our sincerity, so Marshal Chile Ye, please do not disappoint us!"

After speaking, he waved his hand and the communication symbol became ineffective.

Han Zhe smiled at Chile Ye and also canceled the communication symbol.

Colluding with the barbarians and the Di Kingdom was a shameful act for the Central Plains dynasty.

It was better to stop at this point.

There should not be too much involvement.

If it weren't for the extremely difficult situation of the Wei and Han families, they wouldn't even bother to look at the Di Kingdom.

Finally, a hint of smile appeared on Chile Ye's face.

He turned to the three people beside him, who were wearing black cloaks.

"When it's time to attack the city, we will rely on the three of you for assistance!"

These three people wearing cloaks were the great demons sent by the Yao Clan.

Each of them had extraordinary demon techniques and cultivation.

Originally, demons with such cultivation would be suppressed by Zhuanxu's seal when they entered the Central Plains.

But they managed to transform into human form and used the secret method of the Di Kingdom tribe's sacrifice to cover up their demonic power with the identity of witch doctors, thus partially avoiding the suppression of Zhuanxu's seal.

Moreover, Chile Ye had a secret treasure that could further alleviate their suppression, which would only be used when they were in action.

There was the Bull Demon.

It was said that it awakened a trace of the bloodline of the ancient divine bull. After revealing its true form, it was four zhang long and two zhang tall, with extremely vigorous essence and blood. It was said that in terms of physical strength alone, it could rival Zhuanxu's divine body of the first-grade Ling Fetus. But with such a large body, its actual destructive power was even stronger.

It was truly a weapon for attacking the city.

Even though it would be suppressed by Zhuanxu's seal to some extent, there would be no problem when the heavy rain destroyed the muddy city walls.

There was also the Tree Demon.

As long as the Di Kingdom invaded their homeland and drove away the two-legged sheep, the Tree Demon would immediately use its demonic technique to isolate the Zhao family from the Di Kingdom's homeland with a large number of resilient poisonous thorns.

The effects of the two great demons were enough to rival countless armies and city walls.

As for the other one.

It seemed to be a Fox Demon.

Proficient in bewitching people's minds, as long as Zhao's army fell into a slight disadvantage, she could continuously generate feelings of despair in their hearts and spread this emotion, transforming the disadvantage into a rout.

The three great demons, led by her, regarded the Bull Demon and the Tree Demon as their vanguard.

They assisted in the war in exchange for the secret treasure that weakened the suppression of Zhuanxu's seal.

Mutual benefit.

The Fox Demon put down the roasted lamb leg in her hand, took off her cloak, and revealed an extremely charming face.

She licked the oil stains on her red lips and kicked the Bull Demon next to her with a smile, "We'll rely on you, you big fool, for the siege!"

The burly man next to her took off his cloak while gnawing on grass cheese and said discontentedly, "Rest assured! When I make a move, those two-legged sheep will taste the power of the bull's horns!"

Chile Ye's face became serious.

While feeling delighted, he instinctively tightened his gluteus maximus.

He discreetly took a step back.

...

Inside the fortress.

Zhao Ben was about to go crazy. He hadn't even fought this battle yet, but he was already frustrated to the point of exploding.

In this battle, he was Zhao Ning's deputy general.

He should have naturally taken over the defense of the city, but he was arranged to stay in the military camp of the fortress as soon as he arrived.

Hundreds of his high-ranking subordinates were all arranged to live in the same courtyard under the pretext of conserving their essence and energy.

Their food and accommodation were provided uniformly.

Without any military orders, no one was allowed to leave the courtyard without permission.

And the general who controlled the defense of the city was completely loyal to Zhao Ji, without giving Zhao Ben any face.

These days.

Apart from eating and drinking well, Zhao Ben felt like he was in prison.

He couldn't establish any contact with the outside world at all.

He had tried to contact Zhao Ning several times, but to no avail.

After staying here for a few days, he didn't even know what his soldiers were doing!

Even looking at the muddy city walls seemed like a luxury.

"Zhao Ning!"

"You're really damn!"

He understood very well.

Zhao Ning was guarding against him, and he might even want to gain the trust of his subordinates by giving them benefits.

But he was only slightly impatient.

In fact, he was not worried at all.

Because this time, he brought many loyal followers of Zhao Ying. Even if they were separated by a few days, let alone a few years, they would never betray him.

And as Zhao Ning's deputy general, he was the true deputy commander of this battle. His command authority could not be completely stripped away.

As long as he left Zhao Ning's command range, he could easily command his loyal followers.

Completing Zhao Ying's arrangements would be a piece of cake.

With an army of two hundred thousand elite soldiers, even if they were only assigned to a muddy city wall, their combat power would surpass that of the Di Kingdom.

It was impossible for them to lose.

It was extremely suitable for designing a tragic scene.

It was enough!

Unconsciously, time passed day by day.The new land was located in the north, cooler than the Central Plains, but as summer approached, it inevitably made people feel a bit restless.

But suddenly one day.

The heat in the air was swept away.

The sky was gloomy, and dark clouds pressed in from the south.

The courtyard where Zhao Ben was located, the gate was finally opened, and a messenger stepped in.

"General! His Highness has ordered, prepare to deploy troops!"

"Hmph!"

Zhao Ben was furious: "You have kept this general locked up for so many days, and now you remember to ask this general to go to war? So many days have passed, the soldiers' arms and legs are about to rust! Not fighting early, not fighting late, but choosing to fight when a storm is about to break, do you think my soldiers are not dying fast enough?"

Although he was cursing.

But his actions were quick.

In the blink of an eye, he had packed up all his belongings, led his generals, and rushed to the training ground.

As soon as he arrived.

He was dumbfounded.

Because the number of soldiers in front of him was half less than he remembered.

Zhao Ning, the main general, was nowhere to be found.

What was going on?

A bad thought popped up in his heart, he turned to look at the general sitting in the commander's position, and said unhappily: "Li Meng! What the hell is going on? Where is His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Li Meng's face was solemn: "The matter of An Yi in the Capital of the Great Ming is of great importance. If it falls into the hands of the Ji family, the consequences are unimaginable! His Highness is a man of great talent and strategy, naturally leading a hundred thousand elite soldiers to capture An Yi in the Capital of the Great Ming!"

"What!"

Although Zhao Ben had just made such a terrifying guess, he still didn't expect Zhao Ning to actually do such a crazy thing.

A chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

Although the Kingdom Di had not yet recovered its vitality, this time the cavalry came out in full force, and the Zhao's two hundred thousand elite soldiers still had the power to fight.

One hundred thousand...

How could it work!

"Crazy! Crazy!"

Zhao Ben was furious: "Zhao Ning, as the crown prince, for personal military merits, actually made such a disregard for the overall situation!"

He stood up.

He roared at the fully armed soldiers: "The descendants of the Zhao family, follow me out of the city to block the Di cavalry..."

Li Meng directly interrupted: "The military order left by His Highness is for the whole army to defend the city!"

Immediately.

He took out a golden token from his arms: "His Highness has ordered! The command of this operation is all handed over to General Li Meng. General Zhao leads thirty thousand cavalry, waiting for orders behind the city, and everyone else follows me to defend the city wall!"

Zhao Ben almost laughed out of anger: "Defend? With this mud wall, Zhao Ning ordered you to be buried in the mud pit, and you are going to take the whole army to die?"

Li Meng's face was solemn: "Military orders are like mountains! If His Highness orders me to die, there must be a reason for me to die! General Zhao, do you dare to disobey the military order!"

"Good!"

"Very good!"

Zhao Ben gave Li Meng a cold look, turned around and left with his own confidants.

Someone wants to die!

Then let her die!

After this battle, even if it is a defeat, it is Zhao Ning's full responsibility.

He doesn't even need to expose her secret of being a woman, the anger stirred up by this battle is enough to make her commit suicide in the Zhao family shrine.

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Capital of the Great Ming.

An Yi.

Countless armies surged towards An Yi from all directions.

An Yi in the present world is Zhao's territory, they naturally cannot be directly teleported through the mirror, except for the Wei and Han families, the armies of other countries can only enter from the nearby Flame Kingdom, and then make a long journey.

Although it's a bit troublesome.

But it's enough.

They looked at this military stronghold from afar, as if they had already regarded it as a thing in their bag.

The Rain Master has already made a move.

Three days of heavy rain was enough to wash those mud fortresses into ruins.

Zhao's two hundred thousand elite soldiers will be entangled in a fierce battle with the Di cavalry.

If the demon sent by the demon clan is strong enough.

Then the Kingdom Di will win miserably.

If the demon is not that strong.

Then Zhao will win miserably.

Regardless of victory or defeat, Zhao will lose miserably.

And this strong city of the Capital of the Great Ming will become a thing in the bag of the Ji family, like a poisonous thorn, inserted into the flesh of Zhao and Kingdom Qian.

However, at this moment.

A scout quickly reported.

"Report!"

"There are traces of Zhao's army activities inside and outside the city of An Yi!"

Hearing this news.

The high-levels of the Ji alliance looked at each other.

But someone quickly reacted, and immediately sneered: "Zhao Ji must have lost his mind. At such a critical moment, he is still not satisfied with his greed, wanting to take care of both ends! They don't have enough mirrors, they must be desperate, and have transferred the garrison of An Yi.

The Wei and Han families can take action!

This time we not only have to take An Yi in the Capital of the Great Ming!

Even An Yi in the present world, and the old capital City Jing, are not necessarily out of our reach!"

He took a deep breath.

"Prepare to attack!"

"Zhao is finished!"

(End of this chapter)