As the morale of the army recovered, Zhang Guifang led the army to begin to conquer the princes of the 72nd Route of Beihai again.

Originally, according to his plan, it should be step by step, constantly compressing the living space of the princes of the 72nd Route in Beihai.

When the time is ripe, he will be able to complete his work in one battle and completely make the princes of the Seventy-two Roads of Beihai history.

This is the safest way and the wisest thing to do, the only problem may be that it is too time-consuming.

According to his plan, it would take three years to completely pacify the princes of the Seventy-two Roads in Beihai.

But what he never expected was that the king personally issued an order to let him send troops as soon as possible to suppress the princes of the 72nd Route of Beihai.

He didn't care about commanding the army at all, so he immediately met the king in person and told him the pros and cons.

"What Aiqing said is very reasonable, but since the widow has taken the imperial expedition, where can he spend three years in Beihai?" Zishou said.

If it takes three years in Beihai, not to mention whether all the major princes in the world will be reversed, Chaoge is afraid that it will become a pot of porridge.

What's more, now is a critical moment in the three-year development plan, how can he stay in Beihai for a long time?

He came to Beihai just to fish, and if the fish was hooked, he would naturally return to Chaoge immediately.

However, before leaving Beihai, the rebellion of the princes of the Seventy-two Routes of Beihai must be quelled.

With the power of a great victory, it can also save a lot of time to pacify those rebellious princes.

"Don't do that, my lord! The princes of the 72nd Road of Beihai are extraordinary, and they must not be careless! Zhang Guifang said.

In his opinion, the king is clearly rejoicing in his great achievements, and this matter cannot be rushed at all.

If you are not careful, it is not a question of whether you can suppress the princes of Beihai Seventy-two Road, but whether you will be defeated.

The last defeat is still in sight, and if it happens again, the situation in the North Sea will be completely eroded.

"Humph! There is no need to say much, the widow has his own plans, you just need to command the army and act according to the widow's orders! Zishou said.

Perhaps in Zhang Guifang's view, he is so happy that he will command indiscriminately.

He naturally knew that it was not an overnight achievement to completely quell the rebellion of the princes of the Seventy-two Roads in Beihai.

But there are some things that he won't tell Zhang Guifang in advance, after all, he has to deceive his own people before he can deceive his opponent.

Zhang Guifang still wanted to admonish, but when he saw the king's stern eyes, he could only sigh helplessly.

"I hope the last time was just an accident, if I do it again, the consequences are really unimaginable!" Zhang Guifang thought to herself.

Although the plan was completely disrupted, the king had already issued an order, and even if he was unwilling, he could only go out to the army.

Fortunately, the strength of the princes of the Seventy-two Roads in Beihai is not very strong, and it is not difficult to achieve some results in a short period of time.

"Who is behind the princes of the seventy-two roads of Beihai, we will soon know!" Zishou thought to himself.

He was so eager to let Zhang Guifang attack, just to see who was behind the princes of the Seventy-two Roads in Beihai.

If the hidden dangers behind it can be solved, the princes of the 72nd Road in Beihai have nothing to fear.

When the time comes, Zhang Guifang will stay to deal with the aftermath, and he will no longer need to stay in Beihai.

"Master, I'm going to go with the army too!" Nezha suddenly jumped out and said.

He is an idle character, and after he has achieved success in cultivation, he has long wanted to test his strength.

"Don't worry! There will be a time when you make a move! Zi Shou said.

For Nezha's cultivation speed, he was actually a little envious, and in just a few days, Nezha had already cultivated to the realm of a quasi-emperor.

It is estimated that in a few days, Nezha will probably become an emperor, which is much faster than his original cultivation speed.

But this is also something that can't be helped, Nezha is not only the protagonist of luck, but also has a difficult origin.

In his previous life, Nezha was a boy who sat down with Nuwa Niangniang, was taught by a saint, and practiced for many years, and his cultivation was actually quite good.

Just because of the matter of the gods, he was reincarnated in the human race, and he was destined to become one of the protagonists of the luck of the gods.

With the luck of heaven and earth, and the Dao fruit of his previous life, if Nezha's cultivation speed is slow, it will be really strange.

However, because of him, Nezha's fate has changed, but I don't know what Nuwa Niangniang will think.

"It seems that we still have to find a way to calm the anger in Nuwa Niangniang's heart!" Zishou thought to himself.

He had blasphemed Nuwa Niangniang in the Nuwa Temple, which was a hurdle that could never be overcome, but he had to overcome it.

After all, Nuwa Niangniang is the Holy Mother of the Human Race, and being rejected by this saint will not only affect her own luck, but also have many hidden dangers.

The three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb are one, and Nezha is also one, and I don't know if there will be other hidden dangers in the future.

But how exactly this matter should be operated, or when it should be resolved, needs a suitable opportunity.

After all, there is no evidence, it is a fact that he blasphemed Nuwa Niangniang, and it is not for him to admit his mistake to calm Nuwa Niangniang's anger.

Moreover, he has always had some doubts about what happened in the Nuwa Temple.

Perhaps, if you can figure out what happened in the Nuwa Temple, maybe you can calm Nuwa Niangniang's anger.

At the same time, after he gave his will, Zhang Guifang had already begun to lead the army to take the initiative.

Seriously speaking, although the princes of the Seventy-two Roads of Beihai seem to be powerful, they are really nothing.

First of all, the princes of the Seventy-two Roads had different thoughts, and although they joined forces to rebel, they still fought separately.

Secondly, the princes of the Seventy-two Roads seem to be a lot, but in this land of the North Sea, there are very few human races.

The princes of the Seventy-two Roads of Beihai combined, in fact, did not have as many troops as Zhang Guifang.

The only advantage is to be familiar with the terrain of Beihai, but with Zhang Guifang commanding Ruoding, it will be difficult for the princes of Beihai Seventy-two Road to struggle.

Moreover, because of the order issued by the king, Zhang Guifang had to invade like fire, and the army was offensive.

In a short period of time, the princes of the 72nd Route of Beihai were defeated like a mountain, and they were defeated and retreated by Zhang Guifang.

It's just that although the princes of the Seventy-two Routes of Beihai were defeated, the direction of their retreat was to retreat to Beihai.

With the experience of the last time, Zhang Guifang couldn't help but hesitate in his heart, for fear that the morale of the army would collapse again.

But just as he hesitated, the king's order came again, and he had to lead the army to press forward step by step.

Seeing that the princes of the 72nd Route of Beihai have fled to the edge of Beihai, if they want to escape, there is no way out.

At this moment, a monstrous wave suddenly broke off in the North Sea, and a huge figure emerged.

The familiar scene reappeared, not to mention that Zhang Guifang's expression changed wildly, and the soldiers were also panicked.

The Northern Sea Demon Clan reappeared, and the sense of oppression brought by the behemoth was enough to collapse the morale of the army.

Zhang Guifang's face sank like water, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he seemed to have foreseen the next picture.

The morale of the army collapsed, the soldiers scattered and fled, and it would be a great rout.

"It's finally there, but it's just a small role!" Zishou said.