'It's so cruel... What kind of gourd is this? '
Luo Song followed Wu Ming, his eyes still unconsciously glanced at Wu Ming's waist.
"It's sharper than the Star Sword Pill I sent Dacheng, and even under the sword array, the Gu worms of the Gu God Child can't stop it... Others don't know, but I know that the Gu God Child has six major monsters besides the natal Gu." The master Gu is assigned to the hands of six disciples, and it is said that each of them can withstand a great martial arts master! '
"This time two dead in a row, Gu Shenzi must not be able to sit still..."
"Luo Song!"
At this time, I heard Wu Ming shouting in front of me.
"The villain is here!"
Luo Song bowed slightly, his etiquette and respect reached the extreme, in front of Wu Ming, he didn't have any airs of being the leader of a faction.
"You have always been friendly with the Red Lotus Sect. Just now... if it weren't for this, I wouldn't have rescued you. What are you thinking now?"
"Report to the true king!"
Luo Song said calmly: "The Gu god son is known as the first person to use Gu in southern Xinjiang, the villain is really worried..."
"But it turned out to be this, if he wants to come, let him come!"
Wu Ming sneered and said, "Poverty Dao naturally makes him die, even if you hide in the big camp, are you still afraid of him?"
At this time, the Forty Routes Anti-kings are gathering, dragons and tigers are hidden in the barracks, if the Gu god son dares to force his way, he will only die.
"What are you waiting for? Lead the way first!"
"Obey!"
Luo Song listened, but secretly pleased, and brought Wu Ming to Shijue Pass.
Tread!
Tread!
Both of them are supernatural beings. After using their magic powers, after driving for a while, they saw that the surrounding people suddenly flourished. Of course, the most were all kinds of rebellious troops, with messy banners, and there were more elite rangers Spread around and see the path.
Gai Tianwang convened forty beacons from all over the world to gather for an alliance, and the movements were naturally not trivial.
When Wu Ming ascended the heights, he saw a hundred miles of smoke and dust billowing in, and he didn't know how many dark rooms and spies were mixed in. All kinds of luck were intertwined and complicated, and the gray and black colors went straight to the sky.
"After passing the customs, let's go to the camp!"
Shijueguan is built on the mountain. The city wall is thirty feet high, nearly one hundred meters, and four feet thick, close to fifteen meters. Little ants.
'It's not that there are supernatural powers in this world, as well as the uncanny workmanship of the Mohists. Such projects were unthinkable in the past and ancient times... But even so, I heard that the Shang Dynasty paid tens of thousands of people to build this grand pass. It took forty years to complete... But now, no matter how dangerous the checkpoint is, what's the use? '
Around here, Wu Ming clearly felt a cloud of yin and resentment, which seemed to be deeply imprinted on the ground and the wall, and lasted for a long time.
Luo Song had his own certificate of customs clearance and waist badge, and immediately stepped forward, leading Wu Ming to pass the level easily.
It's just that the Shijueguan at this time is very scattered. From time to time, there are various anti-king leaders coming, and the defense is not very strict. The chaos in the pass reminds Wu Ming of the vegetable market.
"These forty armies that are not under each other are forcibly blended together, and it will be a catastrophe!"
Wu Ming touched the city wall, and saw blood stains on it, with gaps chiseled by knives and axes, and a circle of black ash beside it, obviously the traces of Xu Zongwu's previous attack had not gone away.
"Even so... But the old battalions of the anti-kings are extremely strong. As long as Gai Tianwang succeeds in allying the anti-kings, suppressing them with power and blessing, and strictly enforcing military discipline, he will immediately become the strongest army in the world!"
Luo Song interjected, but he still had some insight.
"It's a pity... There is a long way to go. How can there be such an easy thing in the world?"
Wu Ming sighed, and came to Gaitianwang barracks with Luo Song.
This anti-king's military camp is of course not outside Shijue Pass, but inside Shijue Pass, near the capital of the Shang Dynasty.
"The Shang Dynasty appointed Guo Zihe as a general to resist us. King Gai Tian took the lead. These days, he has repeatedly beheaded the generals and seized the flags and occupied the enemy's camp! It doesn't take long to advance the battle line for more than 80 miles. Bingfeng can directly reach beyond Shengjing!"
Standing in front of a camp stretching like mountains, Luo Song spoke proudly.
When Wu Ming saw it, he shook his head repeatedly in his heart: "This terrain is mountainous, rugged and narrow, and divided into pieces. We must form more camps to protect ourselves. The battle line is stretched. In addition, the weather is dry and the arrogant soldiers are complacent... Fortunately, there is no drama in this world where Lu Xun burns the camp in Romance of the Three Kingdoms, otherwise Guo Zihe might cry!"
As a latecomer, he is naturally very clear about this period of history, but the anti-kings at this time are full of confidence, let alone listen to advice.
"My king has millions of soldiers, and the only thing left to do is to conquer Shengjing, and the world will surrender!"
Luo Song bowed deeply to Wu Ming, and extended an invitation on behalf of Gaitian King Xu Zongwu: "If the real king is willing to join at this time, my king will definitely treat him like a guest, and he will be granted a title in the future. If he is a noble in the Taoist sect, even Maoshan Dao can be canonized!"
"This is a very important matter. Of course, Pindao will talk about it after meeting King One Eyebrow!"
Wu Ming perfunctorily entered the camp with Luo Song.
boom!
At this time, when he opened his eyes, his whole body was shocked! In Wu Ming's field of vision, the evil aura of a million people soared into the sky, as straight as a pillar of heaven. Even his soul felt a little uncomfortable with this terrifying coercion.
And dozens of starlights fell down with a bang, with a ferocious and bloodthirsty taste, and a deep desire to destroy everything, it is simply chilling.
"Forty anti-kings gathered together. I'm afraid that half of the world's stars are here, and most of them must be the fate of the evil star who is in charge of killing and fighting. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! The real Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!!!"
Of course, it looks like this from the outside, but after entering, it has another impression.
Even though the anti-king's old battalions were all elites, their military discipline was still in disarray. Wu Ming even smelled strong alcohol and powder, and couldn't help but secretly sighed.
"When Fang Qi was in his prime, he gathered millions of troops, and no one in the world could compete with him... But who would know that this is just the last prosperity before Lie Yan?"
"The barracks here is where King One Eyebrow resides. The villain will bid farewell first!"
Luo Song led Wu Ming to a place, and immediately left in a hurry.
"Haha... the real king is here!"
The camp gates on both sides were wide open, and Han Hulin, who hadn’t seen him for many days, immediately came out with a group of people, including the Madonna of the Red Lotus, civil servants and generals, and his eyebrows that were connected together raised his eyebrows, looking very excited: "With the real king here, I feel at ease Already!"
"My concubine has met the true king!"
The Madonna of the Red Lotus also stepped forward, bowing down in all manners of charms, as if everything that happened before was nothing but smoke and smoke.
"Haha... Order me down, hold a banquet, I want to clean up the dust for Zhenjun!"
Han Hulin waved his hand, quite boldly and authentically.
"It's better to obey than to respect!"
Wu Ming smiled slightly, and entered hand in hand with Han Hulin, and the sergeants on both sides saluted one after another: "I have seen Sanmao Zhenjun!"
"How is Sanmao Zhenjun?"
"Young one, send greetings to Master Zhenjun!"
…
They had seen the scene of Wu Ming calling the wind and calling the rain and flooding the Seventh Army, so they were naturally in awe.
"It's just... San Mao Zhenjun?"
Wu Ming hesitated for a moment: "Why does it feel so vulgar? It makes people get goosebumps..."
"How? I'll select the battalion soldiers first. I admire the supernatural powers of the Taoist priest. I am grateful for the great help I have given before!"
Han Hulin said loudly.
"Choose the battalion first?"
Wu Ming was slightly taken aback.
"That's right, Junior Brother, do you know that your Majesty only brought two thousand elite soldiers this time, among which one thousand will be the first to select the battalion, and the other thousand will also be elite!"
The Madonna of the Red Lotus seemed to have finally found a gap, and she interjected with a coquettish smile.
"I see!"
In fact, Yimei Wang, as a rebel king all the way, has only tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in his hands, and these two thousand soldiers are the elite core, which can be said to be almost half of his strength!
As long as these people are there, and the world is in chaos, no matter where they go, they can raise a new anti-flag, and gather hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people in an instant, but this element is very doubtful.
It is because of this that Han Hulin came to the alliance and dismissed the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled in the rear.
Forty roads against the king in the world, if all the refugees are brought here, I am afraid that the general's food will be eaten up like locusts in an instant!
And even now, Wu Ming can be very sure that the supply of the army is very problematic.
"Report! Gai Tianwang has an envoy!"
A group of people arrived at the camp, just sat down, a messenger came to report.
"Gai Tian Wang's messenger? Please!"
Han Hulin frowned slightly, but continued speaking.
"My little one pays homage to King One Eyebrow!"
Not long after, an envoy came in and made a big salute: "My king is having a banquet tonight, please be sure to honor him..."
He glanced at Wu Ming again: "In addition... my king also said that he was very happy to hear that Sanmao Zhenjun, one of King One Eyebrow's subordinates, had arrived, so he also invited him!"
"I understand, you step back!"
Han Hulin waved his hand, and waited until the envoy left before sighing, leaning against the cushion, and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.
"Your Majesty seems to be worried, but because of the alliance?"
Wu Ming knew that many anti-king alliances were definitely not that simple, so he asked himself.
"That's right... Xu Zongwu wants to be the leader of the alliance. I can't object to that. It's just that he wants to order me to wait, and even annex the tribe, so he absolutely cannot agree!"
At that moment, a general came out and said, "Since that's the case, let's leave directly, so what if we don't kill him?"
"inappropriate!"
Han Hulin also shook his head: "At the beginning, we had an agreement with Shishilu Yanchen to help each other, and this time Brother Xu is about to capture Shengjing, and he might become emperor in the future. If we keep ordering, he will not look good. …”
Wu Ming smiled slightly, but he accurately grasped the attitudes of these anti-king-headed rats at both ends:
'Neither willing to surrender nor to break the oath, are you afraid of revenge? I think Xu Zongwu is in trouble at home and abroad this time. It is not easy to clean up this bunch of anti-kings, so he fell into the trap of the Shang Dynasty? '
He suddenly felt that the fog of history had partly dispersed in front of him.