As the commander of the first army, against a thorny general, Feng Zhou has one hundred and eighty ways to clean him up.

As for the ambush of these 2,500 people, it was even easier for the boat to be sealed.

When a soldier eats food, the officer wants to be promoted and make a fortune, and Feng Zhou, as the commander-in-chief, only needs to seize the personnel power and financial power, which restricts these two, and what qualifications, prestige, and high morality are pure nonsense. The soldier has no salary to take, and he still cares how old you are? The official has no future with you, and there are not many people who are willing to continue to be stupid.

Promote a few well-performing guys, fight a few sneaky bastards, and use both grace and power to gain the morale of the army in a short time.

The deputy commander of the Tianwu Army dared to play Ma Wei for him in public, and Feng Zhou didn't care about it at all, because he didn't have to do it himself, and ordered Wang Chongyang and Xin Qiji to say a few words, and they could make this so-called deputy commander want to die.

Therefore, Feng Zhou's words on the high platform successfully captured the hearts of more than 2,500 soldiers, although it will take a while to completely recover them, but so far, it is already the first step!

He paused for a moment and said in a loud voice, "Where are the generals of the Tianwu Army?"

Liu Duyu Hou listened to this powerful Taoist master show his hand, and the content of his words directly captured the hearts of all the soldiers, not like a little Taoist priest who can only look at the sky and make hexagrams, he was already afraid in his heart, and said quickly when he heard it: "Liu Xianglu, the Marquis of Yu, the capital of the Tianwu Army, listens to the order!"

Several other generals also reported their official titles and names one by one, and Feng Zhou waved his hand when he heard this, and shouted: "There is no place to lead the army of the Marquis of Yu, and the school will gather at three o'clock tomorrow, and the commander will order the troops here! Five days later, the commander will lead the troops to the battle!"

Liu Duyu Hou hesitated and glanced at the general's platform, the deputy commander Cheng Peizheng knelt on the ground with his fists clenched, and he couldn't see his face at all.

You must know that there are 2,500 soldiers and horses, each army is composed of five battalions, and the commanders of each army are under the control of a few Du Yu Marquis, except for a few elite soldiers and personal guards.

This deputy commander of Cheng wanted to gather all the three armies and give Feng Zhou a dismount first, but he didn't expect Feng Zhou to make a trick, let himself kneel here, and sent everyone away in a few words, and he gritted his teeth for a while, and his face turned black.

Feng Zhou turned around, looked at Cheng Pei, and said lightly: "Cheng Pei, you get up." ”

Cheng Pei gritted his teeth and stood up, standing with his head bowed, without saying a word.

Feng Zhou glanced at him, didn't care, and said to the Chinese officer: "Arrange a banquet, and the commander will entertain the two deputy commanders of the Xiang Army." ”

Ma Qi and Chen Yonggui hadn't spoken yet, Cheng Pei couldn't hold back anymore after hearing it, he hugged his fists angrily, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, you are unwell in your humble position, but this wine feast is not blessed, and the last general will retire first, which is rude!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for Feng Zhou to answer, he took three steps back with his fists, Huo Di turned around, and stepped off the stage. Ma Qi looked at his back and shook his head slightly: Feng Zhou is a celebrity in the world, with great powers, even the current emperor begs him, you are a commander of the army, or a deputy, you dare to pose in front of him, you don't have any eyesight, and you still want to be a commander?

It's just that......

Cheng Pei is just that, but he is the cousin of Shao Hongyuan, the envoy of Huaidong, this Shao Hongyuan is the chief general of the Northern Expeditionary Army, and he has been fighting for many years, and many of his subordinates bow down to him, that is, the orders of the emperor and the Privy Council are not good, if Cheng Pei is cleaned up and annoys the generals in front, in case this Shao Hongyuan really wants to be ruthless and work with the sealing boat, won't it affect the Northern Expedition?

Thinking of this, he told Feng Zhou about it at the banquet.

Feng Zhou smiled slightly, not taking this matter to heart.

In fact, he didn't need a general who could command the army at all, but a soldier who could follow his orders wholeheartedly.

He commanded the Northern Expedition, and he didn't need deep strategy and tactics at all!

He was only going to be reckless.

Therefore, a small commander makes trouble, and one size fits all.

Seeing that the big handsome didn't care, Ma Qi and Chen Yonggui glanced at each other and didn't dare to say anything more.

At three o'clock on the second day, all the soldiers of the Tianwu Army arrived at the scene, arranged neatly, and none of the several Duyu Marquis dared to be demons, and they all honestly obeyed the order.

As for the deputy commander Cheng Pei, he suddenly had a high fever and was sick in bed, but he could not participate in today's order.

After ordering the troops that day, explaining some details, and telling everyone to prepare for the expedition, Feng Zhou left the barracks and returned to Fengfu.

He received a post inviting him to meet at the foot of Leifeng Pagoda.

The person who invited him was none other than the Taoist monk of Lingyin Temple.

If you want to say that there are people in this world who are worthy of Fengzhou's admiration, the first person should bear the brunt of this Jigong monk who descended the dragon and reincarnated Arhat.

Although the monk Jigong plays the world, there is no big pattern, he will only solve his worries and help the poor, he does not know how to change the world, and he is just a living Buddha with a small family, but he is a saint among the living Buddhas.

Because since ancient times, monks have only wanted to build temples more magnificently, so that dignitaries and nobles can believe in Buddhism, and there are very few people who help ordinary people.

Therefore, even if Jigong has a shallow vision, he is also a very good person.

Because under normal circumstances, no matter what demons and monsters he dealt with, he would only join forces with Buddhist disciples such as Guangliang and Biqing to deal with demons in his own small world, and he never asked anyone to help.

Now that this person has been invited, something important must have happened.

Leifeng Pagoda is located on the ** of Xizhao Mountain on the south bank of West Lake, it is the height of summer, the scenery is beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, and visitors come and go.

But this afternoon, there was no one else under the Leifeng Pagoda, only a ragged monk with a tattered fan leaning on the steps, pouring wine into his mouth with a gourd, and humming an unknown rotten song.

When Feng Zhou came to him, Jigong's eyes were already a little blurry.

"Zen Master Daoji, you are so chic here. Feng Zhou smiled faintly.

"Haha, if you don't come again, I'll fall asleep, monk. ”

Jigong laughed, and with a wave of the tattered pu fan, a pair of eyes immediately returned to clarity.

"This ** sunset is one of the top ten beauties of the West Lake, Daoji Zen Master sleeps here, at ease, and does not change it for a fairy. Feng Zhou smiled faintly.

"Haha, it's still Feng Dashuai who can speak, no wonder you can get such a high position, monk, I'm here to congratulate you on your promotion to the knighthood. Jigong laughed,

"Our Taoist lineage, the prosperous era of the deep mountains to retreat to practice, the troubled times down the mountain to save the world, now my Chinese people are bullied by the barbarians, the government is not effective, as a Taoist, I have to go down the mountain to help the poor, and the world is a bright and bright world, this must be seen very thoroughly by the Taoist Zen master, right?" Feng Zhou said indifferently.

Although he said this, he didn't take Jigong's words seriously, and this person invited him over, so naturally it was impossible to discuss this trivial matter.

But Dao Ji didn't say it, and he naturally didn't want to ask.

Sure enough, in the end, Jigong couldn't bear it, shook the fan, and his face returned to solemnity: "Does the Dao Chief know the Black Rakshasa of the Underworld?"

Black Rakshasa?

Feng Zhou nodded: "I know where he came from." ”

The Black Rakshasa is the king of the underworld, the great god of the witch world, who crisscrossed the world in those years, killing people everywhere and setting fires, doing all kinds of evil, fortunately trapped by the Buddha in hell, suppressed by the earth's palace array, and guarded by the king of the earth and the king of the ten halls of Yama.

This netherworld is a ghost, where are there countless demons and monsters who were defeated by the Jade Emperor, Sanqing, Zhenwu and Buddha back then, and they are firmly locked inside, and it is difficult to get out for eternity.

But the Black Rakshasa is different, he has faith in the world.

That's the Dark Witch Cult.

But now the Black Witch Sect is greatly damaged because of the closure of the boat, and the Black Rakshasa cannot be sacrificed, so it comes to the world with the help of various methods to lead the remnants of the Black Witch Sect and kill the sealed boat.

However, the actions of the Black Rakshasa could not be concealed from the Bodhisattva of the Jizo King, so Jigong quickly knew the whereabouts of the Black Rakshasa and came to tell him before sealing the boat and setting out for the expedition.

"I see, thank you for telling me. Feng Zhou nodded, but there was a look of excitement in his eyes.