Chapter 535: Ruthless people stop in front of Jinjiling

Yang Jian went through two passes, and the morale of the Zhou army was like a rainbow, while the Shang army became more and more declining.
However, Zhou Jun did not rush to the boundary pass in one rush, but let the soldiers cultivate in the two passes already occupied, and waited for the reinforcements from the rear.
Within Zhou Dynasty, there were still one or two million Armored Soldiers that could be mobilized. The number of reinforcements requested by Yang Jian was not too much. Huang Feihu personally went into battle and led 500,000 reinforcements eastward, and arrived at Bangshui Pass a month later.
There are more than a dozen large and small cities in the two passes, and more than a hundred towns. Yang Jian has recruited more than 100,000 soldiers to be the defender of Qinglong Pass.
In total, the total number of the total number of people in the army was 13,000 and 300,000. Most of them were elite soldiers who had been fighting for a long time and had extraordinary combat power.
Standing at the juncture, Yang Jian looked eastward.
Thousands of miles to the east is the boundary pass. There are mountains and forests blocking the road along the way. Yang Jian's familiar Jinjiling is on the way.
Twenty-four days ago, Emperor Xin became angry at the court, and Shen Gongbao recommended Kong Xuan, the general soldier of Sanshanguan; now that counts the days, Kong Xuan should have reached the boundary of the pass.
Tricky enemy.
Yang Jian sighed lightly, and couldn't help thinking about why Kong Xuan entered the Daomen.
From the results, Kong Xuan may have been taught by the West; several possibilities arose in Yang Jian's heart
The first is that the sage of the Western religion asks Kong Xuan to come out of the mountain, and promises that defeating Kong Xuan will give the Feng clan so much benefit, so as to promote the prestige of Western religion and take the opportunity to turn the Taoist disciples to the west. After Kong Xuan agreed, he entered the country of business as a general and waited for this moment, but unexpectedly, he was directly transferred to the Western religion by the Western saints behind him.
The second type is that Kong Xuan has already entered the Western religion. He came here to play a good show with Zhun Ti. By the way, he weakened the teaching strength and made the war between the two religions more damaging to immortals.
The third...
No matter which way it is possible, Kong Xuan is not good at coming.
not to mention……
Jiepai Pass before the Zhuxian Formation, after Tongguan Wanxian Chao, at this time it seemed calm and calm, the immortals would jump out of their nests when they said they couldn't.
Next, as long as the Zhou army leaves the customs, it will be a continuous battle.
These generals around him, no matter Xianfan, I don't know who can survive.
"The prime minister? Why stand here for a long time?"
Huang Feihu came from behind, with a saber hanging on his waist and holding the hilt in his hands.
Xiao Lan, who was sitting on the eaves of the tower with her legs wagging, immediately jumped down and stood aside.
Xiao Lan arched her hands and said, "I have seen King Wu Cheng."
"Brother Xiao doesn't need to be polite, and there are no others here," Huang Feihu responded with a smile.
Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at them, buried what was in his mind.
Whatever should come will always come, so you don't have to panic, just face it.
Xiao Lan gestured to Yang Jian and motioned to go to the side to watch the scenery. Yang Jian smiled and nodded.
Looking at her back, Huang Feihu whispered: "Where did the prime minister find this young talent? She is brilliant and clever, but the prime minister wants him to be Wang Zuo's talent?"
"She is also a monk. After calming down the business, go and stay as she likes."
Huang Feihu sighed softly when he heard this, "Whenever the king mentioned this matter, he felt worried in his heart. If Zhou Guo had no prime minister, the king would feel a little uneasy in his sleep."
"There are so many talents in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and all of them can be on their own. I don't actually worry about these."
"Perhaps," Huang Feihu also looked to the east. It was already sunset, the east sky was dyed with ink, the clouds rose hideously, and there was a mood.
Huang Feihu said: "The prime minister, the king intends to go to the court, but he is afraid that the prime minister will not allow me. Let me take a look."
Yang Jian thought a little, and said: "The country cannot be without a king for a day. If the king wants to conquer himself, he still needs to stabilize his troops...In this way, once the Chuanyun Pass is captured, it will not be too late for the king to conquer himself."
Perhaps with the blessing of the emperor's luck, the interpretation of teachings in the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation can also reduce the loss of a few immortals.
Huang Feihu smiled and nodded, "I will tell the king what the prime minister said later."
"How is the war in the north?"
"The father and son Li Jing have won consecutive battles and have captured more than forty cities, and dozens of other cities have come down. It's just that the north is vast. They want to march to Chaoge City. It will take two or three years. Also deploy defenses in dangerous places. It takes more time to overcome them one by one."
Yang Jian nodded lightly, "This kind of entry is considered good. We seem to be the nearest to Chaoge City, but it is not a delay if we can Chen Bing Chaoge City at the same time."
Huang Feihu was puzzled: "Why?"
It is not easy for Yang Jian to tell the story of the battle between the two religions. After all, at this time, the secret is confused. Apart from the saint, no one else should know what will happen next.
"On our way, it is not only the merchants and soldiers who are blocking the troops, but also the gods."
Huang Feihu groaned when he heard the words, and nodded lightly, "I am ashamed that the weight of the prime minister is beyond what Feihu can see."
Yang Jian smiled without answering. He glanced at the Fantian Seal, Male and Female Swords and Fallen Bell in the black turtle belt, and remembered Yin Jiao's eyes when he died.
Uncle Guangchengzi replied that he would pick up these three treasures in person later, and he didn't know when they would come.
"The Prime Minister, the Jiameng Pass will not be able to be attacked for a long time, so why don't you shut up an extraordinary soldier here, go over the mountain, and cut off its food path from behind."
"This plan is very good, if not, let Tianhua lead the troops."
"Although Tianhua has spells in his body, he lacks his mind and nature to lead the army alone, but General Nezha is the best candidate."
Huang Feihu also showed no mercy to his son. Yang Jian thought for a while. He originally intended Huang Tianhua to avoid the battle of Jinjiling, but he worried that Huang Tianhua’s leader would not be in front of him and it would be more dangerous...
"Alright, let Nezha go, trouble King Wucheng to draft a military order for Nezha to order a soldier and horse familiar with the mountains and forests."
"Here!" Huang Feihu clasped his fists to take his orders, and went down to the tower in an uproarious manner.
Xiao Lan walked over with a folding fan, "Master Prime Minister, when will the military pass?"
"Just the day after tomorrow."
"Is it so casual?" Xiao Lan was a little bit dumbfounded, "It's better to study the astrological fortune, and then look through the almanac or something."
Yang Jian waved a big hand: "We don't pay attention to this, just hit it. By the way, I'm going to give you a problem this time."
Xiao Lan shrank her neck in shock, "What? I'm very stupid, but don't make me work too hard and wrinkle easily."
"Next, there may be a strong enemy blocking the way. I have to deal with this enemy wholeheartedly," Yang Jian said, "Huang Feihu presides over the army formation. You can assist you from the side, how about?"
"Not so," Xiao Lan lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "Why do I have to talk to someone other than you, and make suggestions with laughter and work hard."
Yang Jian suddenly felt a little dumbfounded, and she didn't know why she had such thoughts.
Taking a step forward, Xiao Lan couldn't react, her eyes were filled with Yang Jian's chest.
At that moment, her face was red and her heart was beating, and she always felt it was difficult to breathe, and a heart flew without a trace.
But Yang Jian just carried his hands on his back, leaned over and lowered his head, looking at her decently, and then screamed, "How do you feel that Young Master Xiao and Miss Xiao Jia are about to become one? A man should have a role, and he is so stubborn. No way."
"Why didn't I take it anymore?" Xiao Lan held up her chest, took a half step back subconsciously, bit her lower lip, avoiding Yang Jian's sight, "This time, not an example."
"Alright...Also, take care of Huang Tianhua and remind him not to underestimate the enemy."
"I know, long-winded prime minister, I'm going to find a place for dinner!"
After that, Xiao Lan flew away from the top of the city and went to a big city in Guanzhong.
Yang Jian watched her leave, the little uneasiness in her heart gradually dissipated, chuckled lightly, and walked back to the barracks.
When to send troops, Yang Jian had actually decided long ago, and the generals of the army also received Yang Jian's notification early.
On the eve of the dispatch of troops, Yang Jian hosted a banquet for more than 200 generals from the Zhou army.
There are no undead people who are marching and fighting, but those who climb out of the dead are the victors who can make meritorious deeds and seal their wives.
From the eyes of these generals, Yang Jian saw high spirits and smugness, as if he was also infected by these people, but Yang Jian had more expectations for the war.
In the middle of the night, all the generals returned to the camp to rest, and the front legions had begun to line up at the water barrier.
The troop dispatch this time was divided into three stages, with 600,000 marches first, 300,000 marches later, and another 400,000 troops backing up.
The scout sent by Yang Jian has also figured out the strength of the boundary pass. It is expected that if the opponent takes the initiative, he will be able to adjust at most 700,000 troops. In fact, his own strength is already a comprehensive advantage.
Since the Battle of the Conferred Gods, Zhou’s army has expanded from a million soldiers several times, and the Shang’s soldiers lost more than half of them, and the strength of the troops has been reversed.
Late at night, Yang Jian suddenly had nothing to do.
With a move in his heart, he took a piece of thin paper, lifted a pen to write a letter to the family, and folded the thin paper into a paper crane.
With a breath of profound energy, the paper crane seemed to be alive, turning around Yang Jian a few times, spreading its wings and flying to the west.
Why do you need to put your heart into Yaotai, if you know it with her.
Yang Jian stood outside the window, standing quietly facing the sinking full moon, without thinking about anything, just enjoying the breeze on his face and feeling the purity of the night.
At dawn, the army leaves.
After conquering Bangshui Pass, Zhou Jun cultivated for one month and continued his eastern expedition.
Yang Jian and Huang Feihu led an army of 600,000 to go first, Ji Dan led an army of 700,000 to follow from behind, with hundreds of men in the week and dozens of immortals, and his army was like swallowing mountains and rivers.
The army marched forward for five days. There were mountains blocking the road in front. 700,000 merchants camped on the mountain, traversing hundreds of miles, blocking the road of the Zhou army’s eastward march.
Yang Jian changed his previous habit of observing in the formation. This time he took the initiative to call forward. He also deliberately rode a white BMW horse rewarded by King Wu. He was dressed in a snow-white armor and greeted with the wind with long hair.
"I am Yang Jian, the prime minister of the State of Zhou, and the chief general of the commercial army is out to answer!"
This self-reported home~EbookFREE.me~ caused a commotion in the merchant army; it was not that Yang Jian showed his momentum, but his reputation was too scary.
At the barracks halfway up the mountainside of the merchant army, the elegant young man in battle armor also stepped out, suspended in the air, standing with his hands holding hands, with a proud look.
"Commercial general Kong Xuan, waiting here for a long time."
"World War I?"
"Xin Ran."
The voices of the two speeches fell, Yang Jian's figure disappeared on horseback, and Kong Xuan's figure disappeared in place.
Millions of soldiers subconsciously looked up, but saw two beams of light rushing into the sky, one white and one gray, and they were smashed into the clouds in the blink of an eye!
Kong, Kong Xuan?
Xiao Lan's face turned pale in the formation, and her hands trembled slightly.
This is the ruthless person that Yang Jian is talking about.