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At a glance, the five saints were silent, but Ye Qing knew that they were angry.

The wrath of the saint is not visible!

But Ye Qing'an sat on the main seat, sneering, and secretly sighed in his heart, once upon a time, he was not afraid?

This is the change of person.

After thinking about it for a while, Nuwa sighed slightly, turned back, glanced at Ye Qing, and put up the pen, and Tongtian thought about it and expressed his support for the pen.

In an instant, two saints signed, forming a suppression, and when he glanced at Lao Jun, he was also cold-hearted, and promised to sign the contract, but Lao Jun was still unfathomable and signed.

In the end, under the eyes of Ye Qing and the Four Sages, the Western Sage was expressionless and signed a contract.

"Great goodness!" Ye Qing saluted to the Five Saints at this time, and his figure faded.

The Great Hall of Bliss

The faces of the Western saints turned ugly.

A disciple looked at his face and asked, "Do you want to contact the Three Saints again for this matter?"

The Western Sage was silent for a while and shook his head: "The Heavenly Seal has fallen, all the dark covenants are useless, and they will not respond anymore." ”

All the disciples looked at each other, the first disciple took the treaty and looked at it, and said in a deep voice: "On the surface, it is still fair, but Ye Qing has the personality of a cave innocent monarch, so he has the main channel, and the Nuwa Sage has the smuggling channel, and the entrance is in the hands of these two people, so we have to make a plan for the future...... This could be an opportunity. ”

"This may be Ye Qing's deliberate act to deliberately lead us out. Some disciples disagreed.

"Fiction and reality depend on the essence. ”

"Now that the new emperor continues to implement the Han system, seeing that it is thriving, Ye Qing can afford to wait for three hundred years in order to be prosperous, and the stronger he is. ”

"And the more isolated we are, the more dangerous it is...... Relatively speaking, although some of the loss of the soil distribution, but Wuhu is a chick that can not be supported, and after connecting with the ground, the Northern Wei Dynasty on the ground is a dragon that has accumulated years, which is an opportunity for us. ”

What kind of master will teach what kind of disciples, these plots have been discussed many times, and for a while they were shocked and touched by the personality of Ye Qingdong Tianzhenjun, a little confused, and finally recovered in the layers of calculations, and they all looked at the golden Taoist of the upper lotus.

"Good. ”

The Western Sage opened his eyes, conjured a big golden hand to pluck away the clouds, and looked at the westernmost piece of cold grassland...... It's time to use the saved pieces.

A pure white light permeated the heavens and the earth.

White clouds floated in the blue sky, and the sun was shining on all sides.

It was already early spring on the grassland at this time, and the weather was still very cold in early spring, but the snow had melted, and fresh grass had grown on this black land, faintly like the black soil of Liaodong in his hometown, but Amuz knew that everything was different, this was the western grassland, and his hometown was in the far east.

"Homesick again, Abba?" asked the son of Amuz, who was different from his old father's appearance, young and handsome, with snow-white skin and blond hair from his mother, only his eyes were still black and shiny, and he could speak Xianbei and the local language.

Amuz sighed and said, "It's useless to think about it, we were exiled by the Han emperor and we will never be able to go back." ”

The young son's eyes brightened, and he unconsciously used the local language: "I also want to hear the story of that powerful emperor, I heard you say that he is an immortal powerhouse, is there anything special in his appearance?"

The breeze blew, with some refreshing cold, Amuz shivered, and said with an incomprehensible face: "Aba was still young at that time, and he only saw this emperor when he broke through with Da Danyu, and he only knew that he was yellow skin, black hair, and black eyes like me, and he couldn't remember his face, but he remembered that he was sitting on a golden chariot, and his eyes swept over, like a god......"

As he spoke, he seemed to wake up, stared at his son and said, "I'm about to die of old age, so there's nothing to be afraid of, but the emperor of the Han people has a very long lifespan, and if you attack here in the future, don't rush to the front." ”

“...... I get it. ”

The morning sun passed through the father and son, shining on the herds of cattle and sheep in the distance, and the shepherds' tents in the distance.

Viewed from above, these tents are like white flowers blooming on a verdant carpet, with a golden mushroom clustered in the middle - this new tribe of the Northern Wei Dynasty, who moved their Golden Horde not long ago, and quickly conquered the barbarians of this grassland.

At the top is the Xianbei tribe, and below it are the remnants of the Northern Xiongnu annexed along the road on the ice sheet, and then the first tribes to conquer the western grasslands.

In almost three or four years, a mighty steppe kingdom has risen in this forgotten place.

In the awe-inspiring worship of the herdsmen of all ethnic groups, a group of knights and shamans galloped into the camp with the middle-aged man at the head, and this person turned over and landed at the door of the golden tent, and the waiting guards all bowed respectfully, with a look of respect: "Da Shan Yu!"

"Hmm. ”

Murong Zheng patted the gray-dyed riding boots, handed the horsewhip inlaid with gold thread and precious stones to the guards, and returned to the tent alone, looking at a map in distraction......

It is an old and informative map of Taoism, which is constantly updated with detailed information in the west, and many of the annotations on the east side have not been updated for a long, long time, and have a pale yellow color left by time.

"Now in the Han Dynasty, it's been forty years since Yingwu......" Murong Zheng muttered softly, shaking the candlelight, the bronze mirror reflected the white hair on his temples.

The cold and vast ice fields allowed them to get rid of the pursuit of the Han people, but they were isolated from the news from the East, so far away that they couldn't even sense the dragon qi, Murong Zheng still dreamed of the hellish battle at night, waking up in a cold sweat, and praying to the Western saints, there would be no special response.

The only response is - to the west, to the west, to return to the west.

"Will he chase and kill?" This is the idea of the first ten years, Murong Zheng annexed the descendants of the Northern Xiongnu halfway and formed a large tribe, which greatly replenished his vitality, and he was also nervous and ready to respond to the pursuit at any time.

"Why haven't you come yet...... This is another ten years, when the migrating tribe traveled thousands of miles through the ice field and finally arrived at this brand new prairie, Murong Zheng had the idea that he could regain his strength and use the advantage of the cold winter to resist the expeditionary force.

Now that he has integrated this grassland and re-established the Northern Wei Kingdom, Murong Zheng has some understanding: "He may be diligent in cultivating internal affairs and considering the cost of the pursuit of the expedition?"

"No wonder...... But there are still more than 200 years to go, and sooner or later there will be a war. ”

No one thought that there was hope of repelling the enemy, and no one would have thought that the mighty emperor was no longer in this world, and that even the name of the year had been changed for twenty years.

Above the clouds, the Western sage did not explain this, but calmly displayed the holy miracles, calmly accepted the faith of the herdsmen, accepted the excellent cultivation seeds, and did not have a trace of emotion on its golden face......

A sufficient sense of crisis can suppress Murong Zheng's group of people to recover and grow, and excellent seeds need to have strength, courage, and hatred, but they don't need to know the so-called truth.

The white light fell on the gentle hills not far from the Golden Horde, and a pillar of light was deeply embedded in the black earth.

White belongs to gold, belongs to the West, belongs to the conquest, and no one doubts that this holy light has descended, but they are all in high spirits - the bitter cold for twenty years has finally waited for the time to return!

That night, in the eyes of the natives, Murong Shan Yu explained the aftermath, and galloped over with the general, throwing in the holy light.

"Father and his generals are disciples of the saints, they have come down from heaven and now return to heaven!" the new successor Shan Yu announced at the democratic assembly where the tribes gathered, and then clenched the steel sword in his hand and stared at everyone coldly: "Now, I am your king. ”

All the native patriarchs stared at the blade in fear, bowed their heads humbly, and whispered in the native language: "Glory be to my lord in heaven, and glory to you on earth." ”

Ground

The autumn wind is bleak, and there is a pass between the mountains in the southeast of the Muer Department.

Only a few days before the Heavenly Court rewarded him, the state government sent a letter urging the Nanlian Zhenjun Mansion to use troops, ordering him to resist to the end.

"What a resistance to the end!"

Ye Qing accepted the text, and just sneered: "The true monarch has been granted but the title has not been awarded, I said what are you waiting for, it turns out that the imperial court has noticed the movement of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and deliberately wants to make a time difference, and wait for me to lose the Northern Wei Dynasty, so that I can fall into the well and cut my title in the name of justice?"

Everyone was alert, and Zhuge Liang came out and said: "If the name is not right, it is not good, and it was integrated in the name of defending the Northern Wei Dynasty, and now the delay may lead to reprimand." ”

"I'm afraid that each family will also hesitate and separate. Sima Yi glanced at Zhuge Liang and said from the side.

Ye Qing wandered for a few steps, then nodded: "Then let's fight...... Who have I feared about the battle on the table? Just take this opportunity to show our strength in a grand manner. ”

At the sound of an order, the wind and clouds surged across the state.

In one day, 20,000 of the most elite troops from the strongholds of each county were gathered to march westward, along the railway that ran through the three northern counties of the state.

To the border of Lanqiu County, the Ye Jiajun obtained further information about the Northern Wei Army from the frontline reconnaissance and intelligence collection from all aspects.

"In the name of assisting in the cleanup of demons in the outer lands, there are 40,000 palace guards involved, and there are 1,000 real people...... The exact number is uncertain, but it is only a lot more than this estimate, and the lord needs to beware of the qualitative change caused by the quantitative change of this magician group. ”

Ji Caizhu cautiously reported and turned the next page: "The county town of Lanqiu has been captured, and the county guards have withdrawn from the city in advance, and they are coming to ask for guilt...... By the way, he is an old official of the imperial court, what should the lord do?"

"I don't blame him, but he still has to be punished, so he will be punished by half a level, and by the way, he will straighten out the county and replace the position of the old official of the imperial court, which is justified. ”

Ye Qing casually ordered to go down, ignored it, and focused more on the adjustment of the military situation on the simulated sand table.

"Since I have taken in the three northern counties of the state in the name of defending the Northern Wei Dynasty, I have to take on the responsibility of defending the territory by receiving this benefit...... Order, send the army to the county town, and fight the enemy cavalry in a decisive battle!

20,000 archers versus 40,000 archers, and the enemy still has a thousand real people......

The generals glanced at each other, and with a little regret, they did not have the support of a large number of large yellow crossbows at this time, and suddenly responded to the order: "Fight to the death with the enemy!"

Ye Qing glanced at it, satisfied with this morale, and nodded: "Don't worry, this is not really going to die, it is just an expression of our attitude of defending the country, so that the court bosses have nothing to say...... Specifically, in terms of high-end combat power, we have a killer feature on our side, and it is more than enough to retreat from the enemy. ”

"Could it be a holy ......" Zhang Fangbiao blurted out, and swallowed back in the stares of his colleagues, hehehe smiled, understanding that this matter must be revealed in the face of the enemy.

In this game, it seems that it can be directly crushed.