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A ten-zhang high, nine-storey earthen platform, has risen from the ground, towering majestically.

At noon, nearly 40,000 soldiers of the Tao Army had all left the camp and assembled around the high platform.

The battle flag is like a wave, the sword and halberd are like a forest, looking from the high platform, the black pressure is overwhelming, almost overwhelming.

Not only 40,000 soldiers, but also nearly 10,000 soldiers and people in the city were also invited to go out of the city and come to the bottom of the high platform to participate in this grand swearing-in flag ceremony.

"It's strange, didn't Da Sima already hold a swearing-in ceremony when he was in Xu Du, why did he have to hold it again in Chen Liucheng halfway?" Yingbu's eyes were full of puzzlement, and he muttered to Fan Xu next to him.

"How do I know?" Fan Xu scratched the back of his head, and his face was also full of confusion, "Our big Sima, I like to do something unexpected and weird, I have followed him since Haixi County, and I have been with him for so many years, and I still can't figure out what he is thinking." ”

Yingbu and Fan Xu were puzzled, and the rest of the generals were not like this, and tens of thousands of soldiers were also puzzled.

"The day before yesterday, he suddenly married Erniang in the army, this move is strange enough, and today suddenly there will be another swearing-in ceremony, husband, husband, I thought I was starting to understand you, but now it seems that I still don't know you well enough......"

Not only the generals, but even Lu Lingji, who slept in the pottery merchant every day, was full of doubts between her eyebrows at this time.

"Da Sima to—"

With a loud singing voice, the potter sat on a black war horse on his hips, carried a war knife, and wore a red battle robe.

Turning over and dismounting, the potter, under the protection of Jing Ke and other guards, slowly walked towards the top of the high platform.

In the tens of thousands of military formations, the soldiers began to talk secretly again.

"Have you heard of it, I heard that when Yuan Shao was hunting on the outskirts of Yecheng, he met a unicorn, and the legend is that the unicorn is in the world, which is a great auspicious fortune, indicating that the saint has come to the world."

"Of course I heard about it, and I also heard that when Yuan Shao swore an oath that day, a phoenix appeared in the sky."

"This Yuan Shao is really amazing, so many auspicious rui bodies, is he really the destiny of heaven, and the reincarnation of the saint can't be?"

"No wonder Yuan Shao is so powerful, he has more than 100,000 soldiers and horses under his command, and he is still the reincarnation of a saint, how can we fight this time."

"I heard that many big clans in my hometown have refused to hand over grain to Da Sima, and they just waited for Yuan Shao's army to cross the river, so they responded in groups and submitted to Yuan Shao."

"There was also news from my family, saying that the villagers heard that Yuan Shao was the reincarnation of a saint, and they were afraid of Yuan Shao, and they also sent me a letter, telling me to flee back to the township at the right time."

……

In the military array, there were many discussions, and Yuan Shao's public opinion offensive had already had an effect, first affecting the rural people, and then affecting the army.

The uneasy trend of thought was spreading rapidly in the army, and before the war began, the soldiers had already developed a deep awe for Yuan Shao.

The generals were all worried, and while secretly suppressing them, they asked the potters for instructions to find a way to stop this trend.

The potter was calm and tight, not at all impressed, and only said to the generals that he naturally had a way to deal with it.

However, a few days have passed, but there is no action from the potter, as if he has not taken it to heart at all.

Not only did they not take it to heart, but their lord married a fifth lady in the army, so unhappy.

"Husband, there are rumors in the army, and the army's heart is turbulent, but you don't care, you are still in the mood to marry Erniang, what are you thinking?"

Lu Lingji listened to the discussions behind her, looked at the potters on the high platform, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she couldn't help but turn her horse into the formation, and shouted towards the place where the discussion came from: "Whoever dares to spread rumors again, the military law will be punished, and don't shut up for me!" ”

As soon as she scolded like this, the soldiers were all startled, and they all closed their mouths in a hurry, where did they dare to say another half a word, the four ladies' fierce methods, everyone in the army knew about them, how could they not be afraid.

Lu Lingji glanced angrily at the soldiers who were bowing their heads, snorted coldly, and then turned his horse out of the battle and returned to his position as the main general.

The soldiers all breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, although they didn't dare to discuss it any longer, the suspicious and uneasy look in their eyes was not something that Lu Lingji could suppress after a scolding.

"Lord, lord, what are you thinking in your heart......" Looking at Lu Lingji scolding his subordinates, Chen Ping shook his head and sighed lightly, and then looked up at the potter on the high platform, his eyes also flashed with suspicion.

The potter was as calm as a mountain, ignoring the discussions under the high platform, ignoring the doubts of his wife and subordinates, and calmly ascended the altar.

Zhang Yi was fully responsible for the master of ceremonies of this ceremony, killing sheep and offering wine, sacrificing to heaven and earth, and finally, on the high platform, read out the oath of the master.

Half an hour has passed after a ceremony.

This solemn oath did not raise the morale of the 40,000 soldiers and more than 10,000 people in the audience.

On the contrary, everyone's bodies were under the altar, but their minds were all pondering those magical rumors about Yuan Shao, and they were all speculating whether Yuan Shao was the destiny of heaven and the reincarnation of a saint.

The potter stood on the nine-story platform with his sword, and his eagle eyes looked down at the black crowd below, and his eyes were cold.

Although he couldn't hear the discussion of the soldiers, he could feel and see even more the doubts and unconfidence revealed in those eyes.

"Whether it can succeed depends on whether it has an effect, system elf, give me the 'time of day'." The potter took a deep breath and gave the order with his spirit.

"Tick...... The time of the anomaly, it has been turned on, it will be activated in 5 seconds, and now the countdown will begin, 5...... 4…… 3……”

The potter raised his head and looked up at the boundless sky, his mood became excited, and he wondered what this so-called vision of heaven and time could come out of.

“…… 2…… 1…… Launch. "Countdown is over.

Boom - In the cloudy sky, suddenly there was a thunderclap, and the rumbling thunder, as if coming from the end of the sky, was empty and majestic, as if it was holding the mouth of the sky.

All the soldiers and civilians under the high platform were startled by this sudden, unwarning thunder, and raised their heads one after another, looking at the sky overhead.

After a few seconds, everyone's faces changed color in shock, and their eyes burst out with unprecedented astonishment.

The cloud facing the high platform seemed to be suddenly stirred by an invisible giant hand from nine heavens away, and began to rotate rapidly.

The clouds turned faster and faster, the wind became stronger and stronger, and in the blink of an eye, it swirled into a huge vortex hollow, the diameter of which was a hundred zhang wide.

That huge void is like a huge mouth, and it can easily swallow a city in one bite.

In the hollow, the thunder rumbled, like a giant beast roaring outside the sky, and the lightning that pierced the clouds was like the fangs of a giant beast, making people shudder.

Celestial mutations!

In the face of this sudden celestial phenomenon, tens of thousands of superstitious soldiers and civilians in the audience were shocked and discolored, frightened, and fell to the ground in fright.

Even Huo Quai, Yingbu and other brave and unparalleled fierce generals who are not afraid of heaven and earth, are all discolored at this moment, and it is difficult to suppress fear.

Only the potter standing on the high platform stood still like a towering iron tower, only looking up at the huge cloud vortex of the Nine Heavens.

The red robe was torn by the wind, the black hair danced in the wind, and the lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the young and confident face on the high platform.

He laughed!

Instead of being afraid, he burst into the sky and laughed wildly.

Jing Ke and Zhang Yi accompanied by him, one was a warrior who was not afraid of life and death and dared to assassinate the King of Qin, and the other was an iron-hearted lobbyist who dared to go to the enemy camp alone and stirred the world with an incorruptible tongue.

In the face of such changes in heavenly might, even the two of them were terrified, bowed down, and grabbed the pillar tightly with their hands.

What shocked them even more was that the master potter who was within their reach was not afraid at all, and laughed wildly.

It's as if he was communicating with the sky.

Jing Ke and Zhang Yi looked at each other, and their eyes were full of horror and incomprehension.

At this moment, in their eyes, the potters are almost like gods, and with their flesh and blood, there is an illusion that it is difficult to see.

What really scared them to the point of losing their minds was still to come.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, the top of the cloud vortex suddenly clicked loudly, as if the sky had fallen.

Immediately after that, the thick clouds slowly cracked, gradually cracking into a strange huge pattern.

Dragon!

That's the shape of a dragon.

"How is it possible that the clouds have cracked into the shape of clouds!"

In everyone's minds, the same voice roared like thunder.

Under the stunned gaze of tens of thousands of pairs, the purple sun's brilliance pierced through the cracked void, shining the light and shadow of a purple dragon on the wilderness land.

The potter, standing on the high platform, impartial, was covered by the light and shadow of the dragon's head.