When Huang Shang said that he wanted to send troops to fight, Di Yi was very happy that this eldest son finally stood up, and immediately arranged the army.

Of course, as a qualified emperor, even if his father's love is like a mountain, he has to be insured.

Di Yi arranged for a general with an experienced battlefield to give the eldest son a hand, ensuring that he would not waste his army in vain and take them to his death.

Since the etiquette of this era was not so cumbersome, it was very efficient.

Ten days later, Huang Shang put on the armor of XXXXL, rode a war horse that was about to die of overwork, and came to the outside of the city in a leisurely manner.

The battle-hardened general is already waiting with his army.

"Your Highness!"

Sure enough, Huang Feihu, who was dressed in gold armor and had silkworm eyebrows and beautiful hair, stepped forward to salute with a five-colored sacred cow.

"General Huang is exempt!"

Huang Shang looked like he wanted to get off the horse, but there was no stirrup in this era, so he shook it and shook out the tongue of the war horse, but it still didn't come down.

No way, this skin is a little rich.

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

When Huang Feihu saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and sighed in his heart.

Compared with His Royal Highness King Shou, who is burly and majestic and has sixteen-pack abdominal muscles, this great prince really can't get on the stage, and attacking Jiuyi is definitely not a hot head?

However, when he set off with his army and talked along the way, Huang Feihu was surprised to find that the eldest prince did not look very smart, but he was extremely insightful, and some tactical thinking was sobering, and even he was greatly inspired.

You must know that Huang Feihu was born in a family of military generals, and he went to the battlefield before he was ten years old, which can move him, which shows the true talent and learning of His Royal Highness.

"It's a pity ......"

Just thinking of His Royal Highness King Shou in Chaoge, Huang Feihu sighed secretly.

It's too late for you to exert your strength, you have been drunk and dreamed of death all these years, and now Di Yi is old, and his health has not been very good recently, and then he suddenly thought of being angry and trying to be strong, it was too late.

Not to mention anything else, the Huang family is ready to marry their daughter to King Shou as a side room, and the future will be a concubine.

After several months of marching, the 10,000-strong army led by Huang Shang had reached the border of Dashang, the land of Donglu.

It can't be compared with the army of hundreds of tribes during the Great War of the Yellow Emperor, and the 10,000 brave and good soldiers are already a powerful force.

What's more, Donglu is a powerful vassal state, with the strength to defend it, and over the years, they have been fighting against Jiuyi to protect the border.

"Your Highness, please see, these are the lifeblood of Jiuyi."

Huang Feihu stood on a small hillside and pointed into the distance.

After not eating hot pot for several months, Huang Shang's armor has been changed to XXXL, and he can finally climb the hill and look over.

As far as the eye can see, there are red rocks in front of you, crisscrossed by crevices and cracks, giving the impression that flames are jumping from the ground, crackling and forming repeated black smoke.

The most interesting thing is that after the black smoke erupted, it was still slowly retracting, gathering into a rotating vortex cloud, and then being sucked into the ground.

The cycle continues, as if the earth is pumping flowers.

Huang Feihu introduced: "This is the lungs of the earth, the place where the Jiuyi clan forges weapons, the soldier master Chi You is the best at forging all kinds of divine weapons, and now many forging techniques have been lost, if you take down all the lungs of the earth, then Jiuyi will be destroyed!" ”

Huang Shang asked: "How many such lungs are there in the eastern border?" ”

Huang Feihu said: "There are no less than 100 places, our army has occupied most of them, and Jiuyi's disturbance this time is mainly to fight for the lungs of the earth. ”

The strategic intentions of the two sides have been clear, and to control the lungs is to pinch the lifeblood of Jiuyi, and if you control them all, you can completely eliminate Jiuyi.

Of course, this is not simple, because in the depths of the 100,000 mountains occupied by Jiuyi, in the ancestral court where Chiyou is worshipped, there is also a ground lung, and all the territory outside is lost, as long as the ground lung is still there, you can build weapons and arm soldiers.

However, the earth lungs are connected to the earth leylines, and they are also a resource, if the Jiuyi clan all use that earth lungs to maintain the wear and tear of weapons, it will take less than ten years, and the roots will be broken.

After figuring out the importance of lungs to Jiuyi, Huang Shang asked again: "Is there a problem with grain and grass?" ”

An army of 10,000 people, people eat and chew, it is already a lot of attrition, plus some fat people are the top two, and this logistical problem must be figured out.

Huang Feihu said: "The grain and grass are provided by Dong Bohou, so it should be fine. ”

"Should it be?"

Huang Shang smiled meaningfully and looked at Donglu.

Dongbohou Jiang Huan Chu, the head of the four princes, the father-in-law of King Shou, and the real king of Donglu.

As the predecessor of the earliest civilization and civilization of the Lu State in the Spring and Autumn Period, the Eastern Lu during the Shang Dynasty was also the strongest princely country in the world.

Even if Xiqi comes from behind, it is still inferior to Donglu compared to the background.

Will Dong Bohou give him enough support for the prince who crusaded against Jiuyi?

Think too much.

Not to mention whether Donglu absolutely supports the Great Shang, the princes also have to stand in line.

Sure enough, the grain transport officer sent by Huang Feihu next only brought back the grain and grass used by the army for January.

For good reason, Donglu had just broken out a large-scale conflict with Jiuyi last month, and Jiuyi sent Yumin to throw fireballs and burn down two important granaries in Donglu, so the landlord's family had no food left.

Huang Feihu's face suddenly became ugly: "I didn't expect Dong Bohou to be such a person!" ”

From Chaoge to Donglu, it took them three months just to hurry, and a month to fight, which was a joke.

In just one month, if you are unlucky, you can't even meet the enemy, so you have to go back.

This is clearly asking the eldest prince to return empty-handed!

But looking at the composure on this son's round face, this composure alone made Huang Feihu feel admiration.

After all, in Huang Feihu's opinion, this is the only chance for the eldest prince to turn over, and now he is strangled by Dong Bohou, and if it is him, there is no way to be so calm.

And then Huang Shang's operation surprised Huang Feihu even more: "Inform the generals of the news of grain and grass, we will only stay in the land of Donglu for a month at most." ”

Huang Feihu was stunned at first, and then gradually came back to his senses: "Your Highness wants to motivate the army by cutting off the way of retreat?" ”

Huang Shangping said calmly: "That's the only way." ”

The eldest prince returned empty-handed, and Di Yi was disappointed at most, and he wouldn't do anything with this son, but the soldiers were different.

The soldiers of the Shang Dynasty were still mainly peasants, who farmed in peacetime, took weapons in wartime, and were exempted from tax service through military exploits, but they were not as standardized as those of later dynasties, and there were also a small number of nobles who recruited taxis, who practiced martial arts all day long for a living, and did not produce.

Those elites obviously will not follow the prince to the east, followed by a little trained farmers, they went back and forth to Donglu from Chaoge, it took half a year, the family farming failed to catch up, and no longer made an inch, unable to be exempted from tax service, the following days will be sad.

So these soldiers urgently need to fight.

The simple destruction of the ship, due to the advance of a thousand years, the effect is suddenly different.

If you are a general, you must try to cover up the news that is unfavorable to you, but this great prince does the opposite, the more Huang Feihu thinks about it, the better it becomes, and he sincerely admires:

"Your Highness is really a god!"

……

Meanwhile.

Jiuyi.

100,000 mountains.

Thousands of years ago, it was a wild ancient land, there were almost no crops to eat, and the only thing that could be collected was astringent fruit, which was green and astringent in the mouth, and the tongue was painful to chew.

They cultivated and plundered, obtained the seeds of bran, millet and millet, planted them in the valleys, opened up waterways, and picked herbs on the rocky cliffs, so that they had the necessities of life in the land where they now live. Love more than the book city

Since then, Jiuyi has been established.

Jiuyi is not just a tribe, a race, they have the Jiuli Wu clan who was defeated that year, the one-eyed clan with only one eye on the head, the Hue clan with one arm on the chest, the Yumin with the beak and wings, the Yu people with gray skin, and the Xingtian clan who are loyal to Chiyou.

The various ethnic groups used to coexist peacefully, and in order to communicate with each other, they imitated the model of human beings, and villages sprang up.

The Jiuyi Clan Changyan walked through every inch of the village's territory on foot—

The morning is bustling, the voices of people are noisy, and the lights of thousands of households are lit up at night, and the stars are faint.

The sky is like a dome, and the earth is like a chessboard.

Quiet and nice.

It's a pity that the difficulty of reproduction of various races is getting bigger and bigger, the one-eyed and humeral people are close to extinction, the Yumin and Yu people are also much less, and the Xingtian clan is even more unable to give birth, it will only decrease and not increase, and in another hundred years, these alien races relative to the human world will be extinct.

Maybe even their Wic.

If you want to survive, there are only two ways, either to integrate into the Terrans, or to defeat the Terrans and return to the period when all races coexisted.

Flame selects the latter one.

No matter how difficult it is and no matter how unattainable it is, he will inherit Chiyou's will, fight the Terrans to the end, and never surrender!

At this moment, the voices of a group of Ullah rang out, and Flame raised his head, and saw the Xingtian Clan holding a large axe, dancing and calling to him.

The Xingtian Clan is the most distinct race, they only have males, there is no head above, the two persimmons turn into eyes, a large mouth of blood is split at the navel, and the mouth is full of fangs.

They are also the most warlike race, born warriors, without any lethal parts such as heads and hearts, and even if they are cut off, they will fight until the last moment, until they are completely immobile.

The Xingtian Clan came to report, it must be that the enemy has another sign of attack, Yan immediately put his fingers in front of his lips and whistled: "Chirp! ”

Summoned to the call, a leopard-shaped, long-tailed, red-skinned and golden-eyed beast rushed out of the forest.

This beast is named Meng Ji, and is good at lurking, feeding on the fire rat, which is a product of the earth's lungs, and likes to eat the natural sulfur fire of the earth's lungs.

The Jiuyi tribe trained the Meng Ji Beast into a mount, which was much stronger than human horses, and was a cavalry on the battlefield.

As the patriarch, Yan summoned the most divine beast, Meng Ji Beast, turned over, followed the Xingtian Clan, and went out.

The Xingtian clan jumped and walked one by one, like the Hulk, a jump is very high and far, and the Meng Ji Beast is not slow, like a cloud driving the mist, leaping between the mountains, and soon came to the edge of the 100,000 mountains, looking into the distance, and saw the campfire raised in the distance.

Flame observed for a moment, then took out a large bow from his waist and shot an arrow with a whoosh.

Yi word, is "big" and "bow" composition, Chi You cast a hundred soldiers, proficient in a variety of weapons, to today's Jiuyi, only inherited the essence of the bow and arrow, each patriarch is a unique marksman, the strongest archer.

At this time, this arrow was shot, not only did it penetrate the divine power of the enemy's head from 800 miles away, but the vision of the Jiuyi patriarch was even more integrated with the arrow body, and the scenery that shuttled all the way was in full view.

Thus, the weather of the enemy army was revealed.

The number of 10,000 people, the majestic Flying Tiger General and the Five-Colored Sacred Cow, and the eyes that are burning with fierce battle intent......

Yan felt the pressure: "Isn't it Dong Bohou's army, is it the elite army sent by Chaoge?" ”

In this era, the soldiers had extremely simple weapons and armor, and it was impossible to see whether they were elite or not, just by looking at the soldiers' equipment, but also from the perspective of the arrangement of troops and morale.

The elite of the hundred battles regard the battlefield as their home, their blood boils, and they bravely kill the enemy, while the rabble is trembling and hesitating.

Judging from the momentum of gearing up and wanting to fight, the one who is attacking Jiuyi now is a strong army!

The flame's arrow turned around and flew back, and vaguely, you could still see a mysterious bird, looking forward to life, sheltering the army.

The Xingtian clan next to him roared and roared, and the sound of war intent came out of his mouth, as the head of the clan, he didn't dare to act rashly: "Go back, please high priest!" ”

A few months ago, the High Priest suddenly closed his retreat to observe the heavens and the earth, and only recently did he leave the gate, but it changed so much that the flames, who had been raised by the High Priest since childhood, were very frightened.

What did you see from the omen of Heaven that made an old man change so much?

A faint shadow clouded his heart, so at this moment, after discovering that the elite troops of the Terran were approaching, Flame immediately thought of the high priest.

He slapped his mount's ass angrily, turned around at a gallop, and headed for the ancestral court, the deepest part of the 100,000 Great Mountain.

Under the majestic and quaint altar, there was a neat and tidy old man sitting upright, with his eyes closed and not moving.

The former high priest, with long hair reaching to his waist, exuded the smell of the mountains all over his body, and his eyes shone with wisdom.

The current high priest is quietly communicating with heaven and earth, and his momentum is even more powerful.

Yan stepped forward and bowed down: "High priest, there is an enemy approaching 100,000 mountains, and the fighting spirit is soaring into the sky, and it is suspected that the elite army of Yin Shang is in the sky. ”

The high priest opened his eyes, revealing eyes like the night sky: "Who is leading the army?" ”

Yan thought of the five-colored sacred cow and replied, "It's Huang Feihu." ”

Knowing oneself and knowing that the other is invincible, although the grandson will not be born until hundreds of years later, this intelligence idea has long been available, and Jiuyi is familiar with several of the most threatening generals of Dashang.

What they are most afraid of is Taishi Wen Zhong, Huang Feihu is still a rising star, but the Huang family has been loyal and good for generations, and the family of military generals should not be underestimated.

The high priest pinched his fingers and frowned: "No, Huang Feihu is not a commander, probe again!" ”

"Yes!"

Yan thought of the appearance of the Xuanniao, and vaguely understood that it should be the Yin Shang royal family leading the army, and immediately received the order, turned over the Meng Ji beast whose buttocks were slapped red, and went to investigate the information.

He had an answer in his heart, the current Shang Emperor Yi had led the army to crusade against Jiuyi twice, but he was too old, and it was impossible to think about the conquest in person, and the emperor's conquest was not of this scale, so the most likely one was his son Shou Wang, who was born with divine power.

Good opportunity, if you can kill King Shou, it will be a heavy blow to Yin Shang's morale and the continuation of the regime!

Flame returned to the front line and acted as a scout with the guards, and finally determined the goal of eating hot pot and singing songs.

"Who's that?"

Seeing the round hot pot man, Yan was stunned.

He had no idea who Wei Ziqi was, and how he looked like a fat and useless nobleman.

Could it be that the elite led by Huang Feihu this time is to accompany this gentleman to show his military might?

Yan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately returned, and after hearing this, the high priest suddenly showed disdain: "Yin Shang is unmanned, take this opportunity, you and the Xingtian Clan together to annihilate this army, showing the power of my Jiuyi!" ”

Yan's face changed slightly: "High Priest, there are less than three thousand soldiers in our clan today, and there are only five hundred in the Xingtian Clan, so it may be difficult to annihilate tens of thousands of enemy troops!" ”

Jiuyi is best at guerrilla warfare, the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy retreats and I disturb, with the advantage of the geographical advantage of 100,000 mountains, and the merchant army, otherwise it will really clash on the plain, the chariot will rumble, and it will be destroyed long ago.

Yan was originally afraid that the big merchants would organize a strong army and fight into the 100,000 mountains, and when he saw that the leader was a nobleman, he immediately put his mind at ease, but now he listened to the meaning of the high priest, and he actually wanted to fight head-on and annihilate the enemy!

The high priest stretched out his thin palm and shook it with one hand: "As a citizen of Jiuli and a descendant of Chiyou, you don't have the confidence to defeat such an army?" ”

Flame lowered his head and remained silent, doubt rising in his heart.

Is the person in front of him really the high priest of Jiuyi?

But the next moment, the high priest's hands were spread, and two clusters of light appeared: "This is the cursed witchcraft and the ancestral witch totem, you take it!" ”

Flame looked up suddenly.

Cursed witchcraft, in the witch clan thousands of years ago, was a niche witchcraft, and it was a spell condensed by some naturally weak witches who found another way to condense with extreme evil filth.

This kind of magic first hurts people, and then hurts the enemy, which is a means of ending up together, and then Chiyou was defeated, and all the elites of the Wu clan were lost, and those who survived were the weak who were not taken seriously, and the curse method became a peerless inheritance.

Now the Jiuyi clan was born in a bitter cold land, fighting with the sky and the earth all his life, and his physique is strong, but he can withstand the damage, but once the human race is hit, it is like a gangrene with the bones, which is difficult to eradicate.

As for the ancestral witch totem, just like the human race sacrificed to the Three Emperors and obtained the protection of their ancestors, the Jiuyi tribe gained great power through the sacrifice of Chiyou.

At this time, what the high priest handed over to the flame was a piece of dead wood, carved with strange lines, faintly the shadow of a demon god with three heads, six arms and eight legs, looking up to the sky and roaring.

After Yan took it, he only felt that his spirit was greatly lifted, as if there was endless qi and blood pouring into his body, and he immediately did not hesitate anymore, and knocked his chest hard: "Destroy the merchant army, and not dishonor the prestige of the ancestors!" ”

The high priest watched this Jiuyi patriarch go out of the ancestral court all the way majestically, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the voice of the Night King sounded under his skin: "No wonder I choose the high priest of Jiuyi, Lord Yueguan, I can bet the treasure on you, you will become the ruler in the future, and I also have the merit of the dragon!" ”