An army of 50,000 took the road to Xunyang, and went north all the way to Yunzhou, where there were 30,000 soldiers in Yunzhou, and then marched towards Jiyangzong. With great fanfare, the world knows it.
This was the first time in a hundred years that the imperial court had sent troops to deal with the martial arts. As soon as the news came out, it instantly caused a sensation in the entire martial arts.
"Sect Master—" In the Extreme Yang Sect, a disciple stumbled in and rushed in front of Yao Xiong, "The big thing is bad, the imperial court's army of 100,000 is heading towards the sect, and it has already passed through Yunzhou!"
Yao Xiong was teasing Xinna's concubine, and when he heard the news, his brows did not wrinkle, "The imperial army is just a bunch of scumbags, so it's nothing to worry about. Go, call the heads of a few sects over to discuss matters."
Earlier those subordinates persuaded him to become a king by himself, Yao Xiong was very evasive, and when they mentioned it for the third time, he "reluctantly" agreed. Jiyangzong is located in a basin, surrounded by mountains on all sides, and the terrain is dangerous and easy to defend and difficult to attack. There are moat in the north and south, the east and west roads are difficult to travel, the products are rich, and the folk customs are sturdy. As long as it is not a group of Jianghu sects to attack it, it will not be a problem to fight against the imperial court.
The most important thing is that the concepts held in the region of the Extreme Yang Sect are slightly different from other places. The suzerains of the Jiyang Sect in all dynasties have had this trouble, because only men can practice the exercises of the Jiyang sect, and the status of women is extremely low, and even ordinary people can take concubines. Moreover, if a woman does not have a mask on the street, she may be imprisoned by a sect disciple at any time, so she is often criticized by other sects.
However, only a few cities near Jiyang Zongmen are restricted, and there are no such strange rules in further places such as King Kongmen. If the Extreme Yang Sect became a country, they could issue a decree requiring all women to cover their faces.
"Life is hard enough now, and I may be imprisoned in the future and have to eat in prison," the old woman selling noodles in clear soup on the street said to Yuhu, "The girl is a disciple of Suxin Sect, can you put the I took my granddaughter away, and pity her that she lost her parents when she was three years old. The old woman is so old that she will not be able to protect her in the future."
Yuhu swallowed a mouthful of hot soup, and looked at the little girl who was squatting in front of the stove and fanning the fire. She was about six or seven years old, and she looked beautiful, "Auntie, I will take her away, you will have no relatives."
"Hey, what kind of relatives are not relatives, my old woman won't live for a few years, who will take care of her after she dies?" The old woman patted the little girl who was fanning by the stove and asked her to stand up to greet her.
"Grandma, I'm not leaving..." The little girl's nose was red and she was about to cry.
"Nonsense, this aunt is a disciple of Su Xin Zong, haven't you always wanted to go to Su Xin Zong to learn martial arts?" The old woman slapped her granddaughter lightly and forbid her to cry again.
If it weren't for the inconvenience of legs and feet, she would have sent her granddaughter to Suxin Sect. Today, the world is still barely able to survive. Once Yao Xiong becomes the emperor, the women near the Extreme Yang Sect will have no way to survive.
"Come, show me," Yuhu called the little girl over, grabbed the delicate arm, and slowly groped, "What's your name?"
The bones are flexible and the tendons are broad, which is a good material for practicing martial arts.
"My name is Xianxian." The little girl choked and said in a soft voice. Old ladies and children don't have to cover their faces. When Xianxian is two years older, they will wear a hat, and the beautiful little face will never see the light of the sky.
"I'm still traveling, and I won't go back to the sect for the time being. If you are willing to follow me around, you will be my apprentice. If you don't want to run around, I will send you to the Suxin sect." Yuhu looked at Xianxian and spoke earnestly. road.
In the past few years in Guiyun Palace, Yuhu's martial arts have progressed rapidly, and coupled with the recent improvement in his mood, he can indeed accept apprentices now. She likes this child very much, but it is a pity that she is an abandoned disciple of the Suxin Sect and cannot accept disciples in the name of the Suxin Sect, so she has this question.
"I'll be your apprentice." Xianxian looked at her grandmother, knelt down and kowtowed to Yuhu.
"Okay, then you will be my first apprentice in the future, and all future apprentices will be named 'Xian' as you like." Yuhu took the little girl's hand and smiled lightly.
I heard that the army of the imperial court was about to call, and the leading marshal was Jian Wangchen Ziqi. This news made Yuhu very excited, and took Xianxian all the way to the east.
The army stopped at a distance of 80 miles from the Extreme Yang Sect, and further ahead was a pass called "Yiyang Valley". This is the avenue from the east into the territory of the Extreme Yang Sect, with steep mountains on both sides, and only the middle road can pass.
"Marshal, there are heavy soldiers ambushing on Yiyanggu Mountain, and the rolling stones and giant trees are all ready." The scout Wugui, who went to explore the road, came back to report.
The road to Yiyang Valley is very long. If there are ambush along the way, they will suffer heavy losses if they barely pass.
"How many miles is Yiyang Valley?" Chen Ziqi sat on the main seat and peeled a melon seed to feed the little red bird beside him. Attacking the Extreme Yang Sect in the name of the imperial court, Dan Yi was not suitable to show up on the march, so he turned into a little hair ball again.
"Five miles," Chen Zimo pointed at the map and said, "The mountains on both sides are covered with grass and trees, which are easy to hide."
Chen Ziqi tapped the table with two fingers, pondered for a while, then stepped out of the tent and looked at the canyon from a distance.
The so-called "mountains" on both sides are soil hills less than a hundred feet tall. In the early winter, the grass and trees are withered and yellow, and there is a sign of decay. Behind the earthbag is a rocky cliff, which is unattainable.
"This road is dangerous, it's better to divide the troops into several paths." Heidan advised on the side. The 80,000 troops are taking this road, which is indeed a bit risky.
"Divided troops?" Chen Ziqi raised his eyebrows and pointed at the valley, "I ask you, after the checkpoint, what is there?"
"It's a disciple of the Extreme Yang Sect." Chen Zimo said without thinking.
"How many disciples of the Extreme Yang Sect are there?" Chen Ziqi then asked.
"Nearly 10,000." If the Extreme Yang Sect plus its affiliated sects, it would be more than 10,000.
"Even the worst disciples of the Extreme Yang Sect will deal with these soldiers who have no inner strength. Do you think that after 40,000 people have passed, how many will there be left?" Camp.
Chen Zimo was speechless, which was one of the reasons why the imperial court was unable to shake the sect. Martial arts have developed to the current field, an ordinary warrior can fight ten with one, a master can fight with one hundred, and the top powerhouse and ten thousand army take the head of a general... There is no way to fight.
At night, Chen Ziqi was anxious that all the lieutenants and lieutenants gathered in the middle tent and slaughtered a sheep for everyone to eat and drink.
"Marshal, how are we going to fight?" When he arrived at the place but did not move forward, Vice-General Nan Xun, who was in a hurry, couldn't eat the mutton in front of him.
"Wait." Chen Ziqi ate the meat without caring, and Dan Yi, who had transformed into a humanoid, wore brightly colored clothes and sat next to him to help him slice the meat. After the film was ready, it was fed to his mouth, and Chen Ziqi happily opened his mouth to eat it, and took a sip on the slender fingertips.
Dan Yi's eyes darkened, she retracted her fingers, stretched out the tip of her pale pink tongue, and slowly swept across the pulp of her fingers.
Looking at the marshal who was addicted to beauty, Vice-General Nan Xun sighed bitterly. The martial arts and courage shown by the marshal before made him think that the royal family finally had a virtuous prince, but he didn't expect that he would not be able to support the wall. This time, in a few days, the beauty that Nan Xun had seen was found again.
"Dare to ask the marshal, what are we waiting for?" the lieutenant gritted his teeth.
Chen Ziqi, who couldn't support the wall, was not angry when she heard these disrespectful words, and tried her best to tear her eyes off Dan Yi, making an inscrutable appearance, "Wait for the east wind."
In the Extreme Yang Sect, Yao Xiong is also discussing countermeasures with everyone.
"All the 100,000 troops are stationed outside Yiyang Valley, but they are no longer marching. It is very likely that they will attack us in two ways. Therefore, we must defend the west side." The gatekeeper of King Kong Gate said.
"But even if they attack Yiyang Valley, they will not be able to go up the mountain. As long as they get close to the Extreme Yang Sect, they will definitely be called back and forth!" The sect master of the Iron Fist Sect pressed his two fists together, making a humming sound like an iron mound colliding. Voice.
"The top of Yiyang Valley is properly arranged, they have to go there, at least half of it can be damaged." Yao Xiong's eldest disciple said firmly.
Outside the house where they were discussing, there were a large number of crows circling, and each crow's claws were tied with a small cloth bag. Crows are everywhere, falling in the kitchen, beside the well, and on the warehouse where dry food is prepared for the frontline disciples.
"Caw, quack!" The crow's cry came and went.
"Go away, go away!" The disciple who was trying to steam the buns in the kitchen came out, waving the cloth towel over his shoulders to drive away the crow, "Seeing the crow at night is really bad luck!"
This is the name given to the new medicinal powder by Huang Teng, the leader of the Thousand Poison Sect. This medicinal powder is colorless and odorless, and dissolves instantly in water, and the antidote does not work. Different from ordinary spring medicine, the more you use internal force to suppress this kind of poison, the less you can control it.
The disciple Wang Zhu, who was guarding Yiyanggu Mountain, had just eaten the dry food delivered by the door, and leaned on the tree trunk to sleep.
"Senior brother, I'm a little hot." The junior brother next to him quietly tugged at his clothes.
"How can it be hot in this cold weather?" Wang Zhu frowned and glanced at his junior brother. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a heat flow from his dantian, and he stood up uncontrollably somewhere under him.
The younger brother next to him looked at him with his eyes slowly becoming wrong, Wang Zhu was startled, and quickly pushed away the younger brother who was trying to lean over, "Hold your breath, we may have been drugged!"
Wang Zhu immediately sat down with his knees crossed and used Suoyang Gong to restrain himself. Suoyang Gong is a small practice that they will learn when they are just getting started. It is used to lock the fine pass and prevent them from breaking down before they practice the second level of Extreme Yang Fire.
When the Suoyang Gong was in operation, there was a tingling pain in the lower abdomen, and the little brother who stood up lowered his head again. Wang Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, he felt a cool slippery in his crotch, and quickly reached out to feel if he was scared to pee, but unexpectedly felt a sticky feeling.
"Ahhh!"
Such screams sounded one after another in the Extreme Yang Sect. When Jingguan falls, Yuanyang suddenly leaks, and Jiyang's raging fire has been abandoned, and it will be difficult to make progress in the future!
The morning sun shone on the earth, breaking through the mist of early winter, and it was a sunny day again. Chen Ziqi stood on the hillside with his hands behind his back, feeling the cold wind coming from east to west, and smiled slightly, "Burn the mountain, attack the city!"
The roaring torches ignited the hills overgrown with weeds, and under the dry clear sky in early winter, it instantly dyed Yiyang Valley red.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
First Soldier: Why don't we go
Second soldier: I heard that the marshal is waiting for the east wind
Soldier A: What are you waiting for Dongfeng to do
Second Soldier: Stupid, I don't understand this. Playing mahjong is waiting for a single Hu card!
Qi Qi: ... This commander wants to imitate Zhuge Kongming and pretend to be a coward.
Bird Attack: To learn from Zhuge Liang is to kill the Three Kingdoms, there is no east wind
Qiqi: (vomiting blood)
Note: Dongfeng is a kind of card in mahjong