Jiang Changsheng's sudden appearance caught everyone by surprise, and his technique of soaring through the clouds and driving the mist even more shocked the ministers.

When they came back to their senses, Chen Li excitedly asked, "Changsheng, are you trying to make a soldier by spreading beans?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Jiang Changsheng with anticipation in their eyes.

They had nowhere to go, and the gap between the enemy and us was too great, so they could only rely on Jiang Changsheng.

Naturally, they had heard of the power of spreading beans into an army, and they directly overthrew the Chen Chao.

It's just that now facing the alliance of the nine dynasties, and a large number of warriors from the two dynasties, is Immortal Master Changsheng's unique skills of spreading beans into soldiers enough?

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "Of course not, the enemy has ten million troops, how can they spill so many beans?"

Hearing this, the ministers were disappointed.

"I will go to the battlefield in person."

This sentence immediately made the hall fry the pot, and the ministers were excited, and even some officials knelt down and bowed. Most of them were old ministers, and they knew the magic of Jiang Changsheng best.

Jiang Ziyu opened his mouth and said: "Everyone, take control of all the ministries, appease the states, the decisive battle is about to start, the big scene will not fall, it will only be stronger!"

"Disperse!"

The ministers knelt down and sent Jiang Ziyu away respectfully.

After a stick of incense.

Inside the imperial study.

Jiang Changsheng and Jiang Ziyu were sitting opposite each other drinking tea. Jiang Xiu stood and poured tea for them. He looked at Jiang Changsheng with admiration.

In the hall today, he thought that Chao Gang was about to collapse, but he didn't expect Jiang Changsheng to appear on the stage, shocking the ministers, and no one dared to shake their morale. This was the first time he had seen such a scene.

Jiang Changsheng asked, "Who is closest to the frontal battlefield?"

Jiang Ziyu understood what he meant, and asked the disciple of Long Qiguan, he replied: "Ping An and Xu Tianji have already rushed over, and originally planned to let the enemy in, but the subjects were frightened, and I had to send someone to stay at the Beizhou battlefield. "

Jiang Changsheng nodded, Ping An and Xu Tianji had his reincarnation mark on them, which was convenient for him to identify the direction.

Jiang Ziyu looked at his father, the depression accumulated in his heart during this time was swept away, replaced by fighting spirit and anticipation.

His father is his biggest supporter. He just doesn't want to invite him at will. He also has his own arrogance. Now that he is really desperate, his father stands up in time, which makes him suddenly feel that he is not alone.

Jiang Ziyu smiled and asked, "Master, how do you fight?"

Jiang Changsheng glanced at him and said, "You are the emperor, you can fight whatever you want, just to support you as a teacher."

Hearing this, Jiang Ziyu smiled even more, put down the teacup, and hummed: "Then defeat it head-on and fight an unprecedented decisive battle. When the time comes, Master will come to the battlefield and assist the Dajing army!"

He has become that high-spirited, contemptuous emperor again!

Jiang Changsheng nodded with a smile, and then began to drink tea.

I have to say, the tea in the palace is still delicious.

This kid hides his secrets, he doesn't even give his father more tea for this kind of good tea.

Jiang Changsheng looked at Jiang Xiu and asked, "Xiu'er, is it difficult to study government affairs with your royal father recently?"

Jiang Xiu quickly replied: "Master, the disciple and grandson are indeed struggling, but the disciple and grandson will try their best."

Jiang Changsheng nodded, feeling a little regretful in his heart. When Wangchen was at Jiang Xiu's age, he had already shown a very good political ability.

The father, son and grandson started chatting. It was rare for three generations to live together. Jiang Changsheng was in a good mood, and Jiang Ziyu was also full of emotion. He may be the happiest emperor. Unprecedented achievement.

Jiang Ziyu glanced at Jiang Xiu and secretly decided one thing.

Find an opportunity to tell Jiang Changsheng's true identity.

Do not!

In the future, the prince will have to know about this and pass it on from generation to generation, as a secret of the Jiang family.

…

In July, the emperor issued an decree, and the armies of the states gathered towards the Beizhou battlefield. Everyone in Dajing was in danger, and everyone realized that the battle for the life and death of the dynasty was coming.

After Jiang Changsheng helped Jiang Ziyu stabilize his heart, he returned to continue his practice and waited for the arrival of August.

He believed that the two emperors said that August was August. Even if they attacked Dajing in advance, they still needed to face Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng was also willing to wait and give the two sects more time to gather more people and make their survival rewards more generous.

Day by day, there are fewer and fewer pilgrims in Longqiguan, the whole city is shaking, the streets are no longer as prosperous as before, and many people even move their homes to the south.

Meng Qiushuang's father in this life did not leave the capital, and still let Meng Qiushuang go up the mountain to practice martial arts every day, because she was specially recruited by Jiang Changsheng to go up the mountain, and Mingyue took special care of her, for fear that she would be bullied.

Qingku, Wanli and other senior disciples also took turns to teach Qinger.

If Qing Ku knew that Qing'er was Meng Qiushuang, what would he think, was he not believing, or was he shocked?

Jiang Changsheng had some expectations in his heart, but he couldn't say it out, so as not to cause trouble beyond his realm.

…

As August is getting closer and closer, the Beizhou battlefield has gathered a huge army of people. The two armies are separated by ten miles. They can see each other on the endless wasteland.

In the Beizhou camp, the generals of the nine dynasties gathered here. The leader was not a general of the nine dynasties, but a warrior from Tongwu Valley. The name was Meng Xuan. There, the momentum is obviously stronger than other generals.

Meng Xuan practiced with his eyes closed, and said, "How many troops has Dajing gathered?"

A general smiled and said: "It has reached 800,000, and it is not worth mentioning at all."

The other generals laughed along with them. Their troops had already reached 10 million. How spectacular. The 800,000-strong army of Dajing was not just blocking the car with their arms in front of them.

"They are still here. Could it be that Immortal Master Changsheng abandoned them?"

"It is very possible that Emperor Dajing still wants to wait for us to kill Sizhou, but now he has changed his strategy. It is not because the longevity demon is unreliable, and he is afraid of death, so he can only fight to the death."

"It's not just our nine dynasties, but even the adults of the two dynasties have come. No matter how strong the Longevity Demon Dao is, it will not dare to come to the enemy."

"Unfortunately, I still want to see his sorcery of spreading beans into soldiers."

"Hahaha, I guess it's just a trick, some kind of martial arts. Those bean soldiers are all transformed by true qi."

The generals laughed happily. Before the nine dynasties joined forces, they were very resistant and did not want to be bulls and horses. Now that they are united, they are relieved to see this spectacular force.

For the rest of my life, to see such a battle, I have no regrets in this life!

Meng Xuan didn't speak again, and concentrated on his cultivation.

at the same time.

Dajing Military Camp, the soldiers in front of the camps are also discussing the upcoming world-shattering battle. This is a battle that the Thirteen Provinces have never seen since ancient times. It is difficult to encounter a battle with a million troops before, and I have never heard of it. Thousands of troops.

Just looking at the Beizhou barracks, their scalps became numb. In addition to the fighting troops, there were also a larger number of logistical supplies, so the army of the nine dynasties gathered together, covering an area of ​​more than tens of miles, far more than the number of tens of millions. more scary.

Ping An sat in front of the fire, holding a huge roast beef shank to eat. He was the most heartless and didn't worry at all.

Xu Tianji, Zong Tianwu, and Arakawa stood side by side, looking from a distance, they were all worried.

Zong Tianwu asked: "Your Majesty has assembled such a force, could it be that Immortal Master Changsheng is going to take action?"

Arakawa said: "It should come. When Dacheng Longlou wanted to restore Chu, my master took action. Now that Dajingjiangshan is about to be broken, how can he let it go."

Xu Tianji said with emotion: "This time is different from the past, and the two sects are waiting for your master to appear."

With Jiang Ziyu's ascension to the throne, Chaozong is no longer so mysterious. They all know the power of Chaozong and the dread of high-level warriors. Now the strong enemy standing in front of the two Chaozongs is not Dajing soldiers, but Changsheng Immortal Master.

at this time.

A figure came from the sea of ​​people, Arakawa glanced at it, and was stunned. He blinked, making sure that he was not mistaken, and immediately ran over excitedly.

"Stinky boy, why are you here?"

Arakawa came to Ling Xiao and asked excitedly.

Ling Xiao, the genius selected by Meng Qiushuang from Longqi Guan, was also Jiang Changsheng's younger disciple.

Today's Ling Xiao is dressed in black, wears a sword on his waist, and has black hair tied behind his head at will, revealing a slightly vicissitudes face. His temperament has changed. Can't hide.

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "My family is in trouble, I am a disciple of Longqiguan, how can I not come."

Arakawa looked at him and said, "Junior brother, how do you feel that you have become stronger?"

Not far away, Xu Tianji and Zong Tianwu were also looking at Ling Xiao, Xu Tianji frowned and muttered: "This kid..."

Strong!

Xu Tianji felt a hint of danger, knowing that he was in a state of mind.

Ling Xiao said with a smile: "I have had an adventure in the past two years and learned a swordsmanship. When I return to Longqiguan, I will teach you."

Arakawa was even more curious, and dragged Ling Xiao to sit down in front of Xu Tianji and the two, and asked him to tell what happened in the past two years.

Not only Ling Xiao, but warriors came one after another from the rear of the camp.

It has been 67 years since Dajing established the country. Most of the martial artists in today's martial arts are Dajing people. The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of everyone.

Compared with the enthusiasm of the Beizhou camp, the Dajing camp was silent, and there were constant scouts between the two armies to monitor the strength of the enemy.

Day by day passed.

August has finally come.

A piercing sound pierced the sky, UU reading www.uukanshu.com passed over the heads of the soldiers in Dajing, penetrated directly into the main tent, stabbed on the sand table, and moved Qin King Jiang Yu next to the sand table, and the soldiers in the camp They drew their swords one after another, thinking that the enemy was attacking.

The gray-haired Jiang Yu is no longer the arrogant prince he used to be, but now he is the commander-in-chief of Dajing, who will lead this decisive battle.

Jiang Yu stepped forward, pulled up the arrow, and opened the note on it. After he read it, his face was instantly gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "Arrogant! They even reminded this king that there would be a war at noon in three days, and let this be The king is ready to die!"

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers were furious and scolded Bei Zhou one after another.

It's an attack on the heart, but they have to bear it, there's no other way.

Outside.

With a solemn expression on his face, Xu Tianji looked at the person beside him and asked, "You couldn't stop that arrow just now?"

Standing next to him was a man in black armor. Although he was old, he was tall and straight, and his face was majestic. He was the Emperor Yang Zhao who once made a great impact on the martial arts.

Emperor Yang Zhao's face was ashen as he said, "I can't stop it, it's too fast."

He is a god, and he has an arrow that he can't stop. This arrow is still shot from the enemy camp ten miles away.

Xu Tianji's heart sank to the bottom.

Soon, Jiang Yu summoned all the generals and informed them that the war would start in three days.

In the face of an army of tens of millions, they didn't even have the courage to make a surprise attack in advance.

Jiang Yu glanced at all the soldiers and said solemnly: "Three days later, without the order of this king, no army will be allowed to attack in advance, even if the enemy's horseshoe is about to step on your face, understand?"

"clear!"

All the officers and men said in unison, they had no fear, and their eyes were full of determination.

If you die in battle for your country, why should you be afraid of death?