The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

When Wei Hu entered the camp, there was no welcome ceremony. Yang Jian arranged a military tent for him and gave it to a vanguard general like Nezha. He also ordered Li Jing to draft a memorial, and King Wu would give him a reward in two days.

This has almost become the standard treatment for Chanjiao disciples in the Zhou army.

Yang Jian did not meet with Wei Hu alone, but studied Zhou Jun's next deployment with Li Jing, Deng Chanyu, and Huang Feihu overnight.

If you want to attack the merchants, you have to start preparations at this time. All regions sharpen their soldiers and horses, and send elite soldiers to the north and south sides of Zhou State.

The main force is still the millions of elite soldiers here. These generals fought with Yang Jian from the foot of Qishan Mountain to the border of Zhou Kingdom.

But one million elite soldiers is obviously not enough. The Zhou Kingdom needs at least two million elite soldiers and more than five million troops stationed in various places, so that after the attack on Chaoge City, there is enough energy to maintain the situation in Nanzhou.

Although Yang Jian's policy of controlling the number of princes' soldiers is good, it also aggravates Zhou's military affairs. Although Yang Jian's reformed general mansion system exists, it still makes Zhou's ministers feel a lot of pressure.

These are the things that King Wu has to worry about. After all, Yang Jian will only take care of things until the end of the Conferred God. When Nanzhou is calmed down, he will pat his ass and leave.

There was only one Su Hu and one Zheng Lun in Qinglongguan. Yang Jianli didn't bother to care about it, so he continued to stand still and let the merchant army suffer on their own.

The merchant army did not dare to go out of Qinglong Pass, but just stood firm.

Fortunately, this time in Chaoge City, Daji spoke good words for Su Hu, Di Xin was not angry, and he was quite considerate of the old man, and sent someone to send wine and beautiful women to reward his father-in-law.

Yang Jian gathered a group of counselors in the main tent, together with more than a dozen generals, and discussed for more than half a month. The three armies in the north, south, and east, from the selection of the commander of the army to the allocation of food and grass, and the supply of troops, were considered to be properly planned.

Deng Chanyu's complexion was a little pale. Naturally, it was because she had worked so hard for too long, and she couldn't take it anymore.

"Prime Minister, when will you attack business?" Deng Chanyu asked, and all the eyes in the tent looked over.

Yang Jian pondered for a while, if he made a decision and talked about the future, the secrets of the heavens would change accordingly, and the entire catastrophe of the Conferred Gods would be blown everywhere.

As the saying goes, you can't fight unprepared, but if you prepare again, what can you prepare for?

The Conferred God Tribulation is a fight between Taoist monks, and there is nothing to prepare for.

"Wait for the three armies to be ready, and wait for the envoys of Dong Bohou and Nan Bohou," Yang Jian's words resounded loudly, making many generals excited. "At that time, when the king gives an order, it will be the time when Yin and Shang will be destroyed and the tyrant will be king!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Deng Chanyu's mouth, but all the soldiers wrote down Yang Jian's words and spread them in Zhouying, Zhoudi, and even Nanzhou every few days.

Since Yang Jian worshiped the prime minister, Zhou Guo's accumulated strength for many years finally began to show.

In the capital city of Zhou, after Huang Feihu and Deng Jiugong rushed back, they began to mobilize soldiers, horses, food and grass, and a group of soldiers and horses gathered towards the southern boundary of Zhou State and the northern boundary of Zhou State—the former Beibohou Chonghou Hu.

The soldiers in the north are the heaviest. Basically all the troops sent by the princes of the Zhou Kingdom have been prepared to go to the north. In Yang Jian's vision, there will be 1.8 million troops hoarding there in the next three years.

Why hoard the main force on the north side? Naturally, Yang Jian had concerns.

Thinking about it carefully, the Battle of the Conferred Gods broke out with their main force, and most of the follow-up battles were gathered on the first line of Wuguan, that is, the army of the East Road.

Immortals fight and mortals suffer. If there are too many troops on the East Road, if there is something wrong at that time, the vitality of the Zhou army will be greatly damaged, and the "cycle" of the battle of the gods will be delayed.

With Li Jing on the North Road, Yang Jian felt relieved, at worst, he would let his three sons go to help, and it would be considered as giving them enough authority for the Li family.

Although this ordinary power, their Li family father and son are not very fond of it.

The commander of the South Road is Deng Jiugong and Deng Chanyu's father and daughter, so there is no need to worry too much when they are paired with Wei Hu and Lei Zhenzi.

The main general of the East Road is naturally Yang Jian himself. If Zhou Guo raises an army, it will be at the gate of the decisive battle of the Conferred God Calamity, and he can no longer be lazy.

Yang Jian made all these important matters, and the next thing is to be carried out by the divisions and generals.

After being busy for half a month, Yang Jian didn't take much rest, and began to study the battle formation with a few juniors.

As long as he has free time, Yang Jian will search for the whereabouts of Lu Yue Yuanshen, but after thinking about it, he knows that Lu Yue must have run back to his old nest, even on Jin'ao Island, and it's okay if he can't find it.

In this way, after a month since Lu Yue attacked the camp, Yang Jian finally had time to rest for half a day.

A few juniors were called to drink in the tent, and the silk and bamboo were exhausted, and they talked happily.

Deng Chanyu and Ji Qianhua were serving wine and serving food, this is Yang Jian's face.

While talking, the topic turned to the relationship between a man and a woman for some reason, Mu Zha smiled and asked, "Has General Chanyu ever had a general in the army whom he admired?"

"General Li Er was joking," Deng Chanyu chuckled, "I'm busy with military affairs, so I don't have time to think about it."

Nezha at the side glanced at Mu Zha, and muttered in a low voice: "Second brother, you must have secretly promised General Chanyu, right?"

Yang Jian laughed and cursed: "What is Fangxin? Is he Fangxin?"

Mu Zha rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, but Jin Zha on the side smiled and joked: "If the second brother really has such a heart, he should explain his heart to General Chanyu. If General Chanyu doesn't like you, you should practice the Tao honestly. You can't say that General Chanyu has a good sense of you."

Deng Chanyu shook her head with a smile, stood behind Yang Jian with Ji Qianhua, and rejected the matter with her eyes.

"Don't talk to me! I'm just asking!" Mu Zha quickly distinguished, and knocked Wei Hu's wine glass with his chopsticks, "Junior Brother Wei Hu, tell me, who can not be tempted by a beautiful and intelligent woman like General Chanyu?"

Wei Hu nodded with a smile, "General Chanyu's demeanor is rarely heard in the Three Realms."

Nezha: "Brother, he won't be tempted."

Yang Jian, who was about to toast, glared at Nezha, who smiled 'innocently' and kicked Huang Tianhua under the table.

"Come, come, drink," Yang Jian raised his glass to invite, and the seven of them drank together, looked at each other and laughed.

Yang Jian, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Jin Zha, Mu Zha, Wei Hu, and Huang Tianhua, among the three generations of Chanjiao's disciples, these are the seven most dazzling pearls at this time, and they are also the seven disciples who have been vigorously cultivated by Chanjiao.

The Tu Xingsun could have sat at the same table, but unfortunately he couldn't control his lower body, and he was still cultivating in the mountains at this time, enduring the ordeal of cultivation that he had not endured for more than ten years.

The most outstanding disciples of the second generation of Chanjiao are the Twelve Golden Immortals. Unfortunately, in their third generation, this number is much less than twelve.

"Eldest senior brother, how many years are left until the God Conferred Tribulation?" Huang Tianhua asked in a low voice beside him.

"Three or five years," Yang Jian replied casually, "When we attack merchants, the process will be fast."

Nezha: "Then cut it down, why are you so procrastinating? Can the merchant army take the initiative to surrender?"

Yang Jian glared at Nezha again. The latter felt that he was about to be kicked and flew away, so he shut up quickly and stopped making up the knife.

"It has a lot to do with it. It's not just about the strength of the two armies," Yang Jian said sternly, "The people's hearts, morale, and even luck, as well as Emperor Xinlong's luck, are getting worse every day. Let's wait one more day, and the resistance when we start will be a little smaller."

While eating the food, Ji Qianhua stepped forward to pour wine for Yang Jian, and then returned the money to Deng Chanyu's side.

Yang Jian continued: "We also need to consider the conquest of the two sects. If we progress too quickly and the immortals of the sect avoid fighting instead of fighting, many variables will be added to the catastrophe. We also need to consider when they will not be able to resist the catastrophe, so as to seal the vacancy in the list of gods."

"Eldest brother is very thoughtful," Lei Zhenzi raised his glass to respect, "We are all practitioners, three to five years is not too long, and we can get to know many soldiers every day in the army, which is a rare practice experience."

Yang Jian scolded with a smile: "Nezha, look at Lei Zhenzi, you can't have 30% of Lei Zhenzi's composure."

Nezha rolled his eyes, but Lei Zhenzi didn't dare.

Wei Hu had also gotten to know them well this month, and laughed and joked a few times, which made Nezha blush, wanting to argue but didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Mu Zha protected his third brother and came out to make a rescue, otherwise Nezha would really have to compete with Lei Zhenzi on the spot.

While chatting happily, Yang Jian suddenly turned his head and asked Ji Qianhua, and said with a smile, "Master Supervisor, what are your plans for the future?"

"Plan?" Ji Qianhua blinked, "The prime minister asked, but after the prime minister and all the generals retire and go back to practice, does Qianhua have any plans?"

Yang Jian nodded with a smile.

"I'm an ordinary person and I'm a daughter, so I don't have much ambition," Ji Qianhua said softly, "I just want to take care of the prime minister's house in the capital, so that the prime minister can have a place to stay when he comes back to visit."

These words really implied affection, and the voice was as soft as water.

Nezha cooed next to him, and the group of juniors at the same table looked at Yang Jian with deep meaning.

Deng Chanyu said softly; "Is the Prime Minister not allowed?"

"Yun, of course it's allowed," Yang Jian cupped his hands to Ji Qianhua, "then there will be Miss Lao Ji."

Ji Qianhua's pretty face blushed. Hearing Yang Jian call the word "girl" like this, many strange feelings appeared in her heart. She just felt that this life was like this, and it was already worth it.

Deng Chanyu couldn't help muttering, "It's really not promising."

I don't know if I'm talking about Yang Jian, or the sisters who fell with her.

Yang Jian changed the subject with a smile, and Lei Zhenzi also helped to take up the conversation, so this matter was considered a turning point.

It's not that Yang Jian doesn't look down on Ji Qianhua, it's just that Yang Jian thinks it's not a good thing for Ji Qianhua; Ji Qianhua herself has no celestial fate, if the two are combined, Yang Jian may just be a retreat, and she has already turned into a dry bone.

Otherwise, let Ji Qianhua settle down for a few years, and after forgetting Yang Jian, there will be another ordinary marriage, husband and wife, children and grandchildren, and this life will be considered complete.

Good things don't have to be grasped in the hands, this is the truth that Yang Jian understood in his previous life.

"Brother..."

"Report—there is an envoy from the Shang army outside the gate, saying that there is an important military report!"

There was a sudden announcement from outside the tent, and the people who were drinking stopped immediately, and the laughter at the table stopped abruptly.

"Just let those two come in," Yang Jian replied, and continued to invite them to drink and laugh, not taking it seriously.

After a while, there were soldiers and guards moving around outside the tent, and two merchant envoys wearing bamboo hats, one old and one young, entered the barracks.

A side general shouted loudly: "Don't kneel down when you see the prime minister!"

The old man and the young man knelt down quickly, and the old man took out a wrinkled piece of cloth in his arms, and shouted tremblingly: "See you, Prime Minister! I am in charge of Master Su Hu's house, and I am here to deliver a letter today! Master intends to defect to the Zhou Kingdom, please tell the Prime Minister, don't kill us!"

Yang Jian was also a little confused.

Su Hu? Daji's "biological father" actually wanted to surrender?

what's the situation?

"The letter is up."

"Here!"