It's dawn.

Luoyang Defense Envoy Territory, Ruzhou.

In the large camp in the army, Wang Jian opened his eyes after a whole night of cultivation and let out a long breath of spiritual energy.

For the King of Shu, who had entered the realm of immortals and now only had a Yang God True Person, his cultivation could not increase his cultivation by half a point, and after the Kunlun Passage was closed, his cultivation was destined to only be maintained in the Yang God True Perfection Realm, and he could not advance an inch.

But even so, Wang Jian still retained the habit of replacing sleep with cultivation every day, in his opinion, this is something that he must not give up when he leads to a higher level, just like he led his troops to conquer the Central Plains.

"It's always useful, and someday ......"

A set of images appeared in Wang Jian's mind: he stood in front of the Taiji Hall of Chang'an Palace, accepting the congratulations of hundreds of civil and military officials; he replaced the spiritual position in the Li Sect Temple with that of the ancestor of the Wang family; on the altar to announce to the world that the world belonged, and thousands of people worshiped the north, and the mountain shouted long live.

The corners of Wang Jian's mouth gradually had a smile, and the water slowly spread.

He thought: "When that day comes, I will open the Jiuhe Dingding Great Array again, gather all the forces in the world, completely destroy the Kunlun Passage, and completely isolate heaven and earth." From now on, I will be the real master of the world, and the Son of Heaven will be angry and ambush millions of corpses, haha...... Hahahaha......"

His eyes were full of lust and madness.

After a long while, Wang Jiancai pulled his thoughts back from the future to the present.

He thought of King An.

The scenes in Chang'an in the past came to mind.

A sneer appeared on Wang Jian's face, "What King An, that is, he has a better background, has the support of the emperor, and has the first opportunity, so that he can become famous in the world before." But so what? The greatest princes were the first to be destroyed...... The winner is the one who has the last laugh!"

He thought of Li Maozhen again. Oh, at that time in Chang'an, Li Maozhen was still called Song Wentong.

Wang Jian pursed his lips contemptuously: "A fool who doesn't know his brain very clearly!"

This is a bit nonsense, and in all fairness, Wang Jian feels that he doesn't know Li Maozhen very well.

When they served in the Shence Army, they were friends, real friends, who may not be able to entrust life and death, but they can definitely help each other.

At that time, they witnessed the weakness of the imperial court, the faintness of the emperor, and the darkness of the rule of officials.

Troubled times are coming...... The eldest husband should take advantage of the situation, make meritorious contributions, glorify his ancestors, and leave a name in history.

For a long time, Wang Jian has been hiding this thought very well. He knew what it meant to be obscure, especially when he wasn't strong enough. So he always looks honest, simple and harmless.

But Li Maozhen is different, he has always been sharp, and he does not hide his disappointment in officialdom and his ambition to stand on a high place. At that time in the Fengxiang army, Li Maozhen fought the most heroic and fearless, when the Fengxiang Jiedu envoy tried to hold the Son of Heaven hostage, it was also he who found Wang Jian and persuaded him to make a dangerous move and break with the Jiedu envoy.

It stands to reason that such Li Maozhen should be the craziest, and when he breaks through Chang'an, it is in line with his temperament to usurp the throne and become emperor. coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes, how can they be happy to be the Son of Heaven by themselves?

But he didn't.

"The worst is that I have to borrow the hand of the Son of Heaven and give an order to King An every day, asking him to return to Chang'an and hand over his authority. If King An returns to Chang'an, some means harm him, and if King An does not return to Chang'an, he will be a rebel and a thief. ”

Wang Jian thought from Li Maozhen's standpoint, "In this way, the whole of Hebei, including Pinglu, will not belong to Li Maozhen in the end?"

But Li Maozhen didn't do it.

"A fool, he deserves to be bullied by me and Gao Biao now!" Wang Jian concluded.

Thinking of this, Wang Jian couldn't help but feel proud, "Speaking of Shu, it is narrow-minded and difficult to achieve great things, and it was Li Maozhen who gave me this opportunity." If it weren't for the purpose of dealing with him, how could Gao Biao take the initiative to join forces with me and give up Xuzhou and Luoyang?"

"If this is the case, it will be difficult for me to even enter Hanzhong, how can I talk about chasing the Central Plains and having such a good situation as I am now? When I occupy Luoyang, I can enter the Central Plains and plot the entire Central Plains, and retreat to enter Hanzhong on both sides, and I will have a good territory at my fingertips! If this is not the Mandate of Heaven, what is the Mandate of Heaven? Mandate of Heaven, haha, the Mandate of Heaven is to let my king build things!"

Wang Jian stood up, flicked his sleeves and put his hands behind him, his eyebrows were high, and he was full of spirit.

He has occupied all the territory of the Zhongwu Army, and now he is singing all the way and entering the territory of the Luoyang Defense Mission. The next thing is to conquer Ruzhou, and Luoyang will open its doors to him.

Whether it is Ruzhou or Luoyang, they are just ordinary prefectures and counties, and they do not have the strength to resist him.

The situation is very good, the future is infinitely bright, and the great cause is in full swing.

It took a lot of effort for Wang Jian to hold back his laughter.

He was now going to go around the barracks and encourage the soldiers to prepare for the upcoming siege.

"When the Assassin of Ruzhou saw that the king was coming, he didn't even take the initiative to surrender the city, I really don't know what to say! And those people of Ruzhou, don't they know that the army of this king has arrived? Even if the assassin Shi refuses to surrender the city, they don't even welcome the king, it's really not ancient!"

Wang Jian thought as he walked, "When this king breaks through the city, the soldiers of the three armies will be plundered for three days, so that they can know the majesty of this king! Maybe they'll surrender on their own initiative!"

Immersed in his sweet dream, Wang Jian walked to the curtain and was about to lift the curtain to go out, when a figure suddenly rushed in front of him, almost pretending to be full of him.

Wang Jian knocked the other party to the ground and scolded angrily: "I'm tired of living, dare to break into this king's big tent?"

It was his personal guard commander, who was the guard of the big tent of the Chinese army. Wang Jian's slap on the head directly gave him a nosebleed, but he didn't have time to wipe it, he saluted dizzily, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, there is an enemy!"

"Enemy situation, what kind of enemy situation needs to be so panicked?" Wang Jian frowned, and his anger did not subside, but deepened by two points.

After capturing Xuzhou with little effort, although Wang Jian was proud, he did not relax his vigilance. Now that the army was in Ruzhou, although he did not think that there was any force that could threaten him, he still sent many rangers to reconnoiter the four directions, and at the same time dispersed many monks to go out and closely monitor the place.

In Wang Jian's view, this is the difference between him and ordinary commanders. When fighting outside, victory is not arrogant or discouraged, and at all times remain cautious and maintain the ability to deal with unexpected situations. It's a quality he's proud of.

He is so wise, Wang Jian often feels proud of this.

In order to maintain this pride, he also spurred himself to become wiser.

It's a virtuous circle that few people are able to do.

Wang Jian did it, so he thought he would succeed. It's impossible to think about it!

In this case, even if there is an unexpected enemy situation, when he gets a report from the rangers and monks, the other party will inevitably be dozens of miles away.

The enemy army is dozens of miles away, and the Shu army has time to prepare for battle, so what is there to panic about?

Because of Wang Jian's reprimand, the commander of the guards calmed down a little, but his anxiety did not disappear, and he hurriedly said: "After dawn, the soldiers of the guard tower in the camp found that a large army suddenly appeared more than ten miles away, ......and its size was tens of thousands! And there is more than one place, which is attacking the big camp!"

Wang Jian kicked the guards over, thinking that this guy was talking in a dream, and he should not have woken up yet.

Tens of thousands of enemy troops approached more than ten miles away before the big battalion discovered the traces? Even if the other side took advantage of the night to advance covertly, with their mouths tied to their mouths and horses, it would be impossible!

Before that, how could those rangers and monks he arranged outside the camp not be alarmed?

Could it be that the hundreds of rangers and monks he sent out were quietly cleaned up by the other party?

This is even more absurd.

There are many high-level Qi cultivators in there, and even True Human Realm cultivators!

There is no other group of monks in the world who has this kind of power.

Even if it was the former King An, who took advantage of the dark night to attack, even if Wang Jian's rangers and monks were careless because of the victory just now, this situation would definitely not occur!

This is not to say that his rangers and monks cannot be solved by concealment, but to do this, the strength of the high-level monks required is too huge, and they must have the strength to completely crush the monks under his command under the condition of careful arrangement and secret action!

To put it simply, this requires at least two vassal kings to join forces and send the elite monks under their command!

In this way, the hundreds of rangers and monks under Wang Jian's command disappeared into the night before they even had time to issue the alarm.

Wang Jian had an extremely clear understanding of this, so he felt that the commander of the guards had not woken up.

Well, wait......

Wait a minute!

Wang Jian suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but be shocked, and the cold air behind him was rising.

The two vassal kings joined forces to send their elite monks...... Could it be, could it be that Li Maozhen's gang and Gao Yu have joined forces? They have joined forces to deal with me?!

In the whole world, there are only three vassal kings, except for Wang Jian himself, there are only Li Maozhen and Gao Biao!

Is it true that Gao Yu joined forces with me, and it is true that he joined hands with Li Maozhen, they conspired to calculate me from the beginning?!

Wang Jian could no longer remain indifferent, and immediately rose from the ground, rose into the sky, and looked around.

Because his cultivation is strong enough, he can stand tall enough and see farther.

The mountains, rivers, and villages within dozens of miles spread out like a chessboard in his eyes.

At this look, Wang Jian couldn't help but feel chills in his limbs, like falling into an ice cave.

Wang Jian entered the Central Plains this time, and there were 500,000 soldiers and horses under his command - he had been recruiting troops and horses in Shuzhong for a long time to expand his strength, with a total of more than 700,000 soldiers.

But with so many soldiers and horses, they must not be able to bring them all out, and some of them must be left to stick to the town. After all, he was on an expedition to the Central Plains this time, and if something happened in Shuzhong, it was difficult to return in time, so he had to leave one-third of his troops and horses to deal with the accident - for example, Li Maozhen would not fight for the Central Plains and attack his lair.

An army of 500,000 will naturally not be crowded on one route to march, and at the moment he is surrounded by the main force, with more than 200,000 soldiers.

However, now, Wang Jian found himself surrounded, surrounded by surging armies on all sides!