Witch Wind

Chapter 200: Joining forces (Part )

During the Dayu Dynasty, in the southwest region, in the ancient city of Chengdu, the hibiscus flowers were in full bloom all over the city, but no one appreciated them.

Outside the city, on the hillside, in the windshield made of brocade, Li Yuanji, wearing a four-clawed golden dragon robe, had a gloomy face. He held the liquor and drank it in big gulps, and his scarlet eyes slowly swept across the wild chrysanthemums all over the mountains.

Li Tang loves chrysanthemums. Li Yuanji, who had just lost a battle, was still in a good mood and had fun hunting in the forest outside the city full of wild chrysanthemums. It was just a defeat, and he was just waiting for his famous second son to arrive... What was the weakling Zhao Song?

"Ah, what's the use of the second child?"

Thinking of his second son who had left a good name in history, Li Yuanji was filled with anger. In a rage, he smashed the wine pot on the head of a young eunuch next to him, causing his brain to burst and he fell to the ground wailing.

"Is the current second brother still the second brother?" Li Yuanji smiled cruelly, "It's just a clone of a spirit... Moreover, a few years ago, the spirit he placed in the statue suddenly became active and actually practiced a clone on its own... Hey, it can be seen that his original body has encountered trouble outside."

Li Yuanji smiled brightly: "It would be better if he died outside, damn, that bastard second brother."

Li Yuanji, grinning, suddenly raised his head and squinted at a tiny black shadow in the sky. He frowned, his pupils shrank, and a ray of divine light surged. A golden-red evil spirit rose around him, and eighty-one three-foot-tall dragons roared and danced wildly in the evil spirit. He saw clearly that there was a strange metal creature in the air a hundred miles above the ground.

It was only one foot long and wide, slim and light, with a small three-blade propeller spinning at high speed at each of the four corners. In the middle was a fist-sized lens, which was extending and retracting to spy on Li Yuanji unscrupulously.

"What the hell is this?" Li Yuanji had no such thing in his knowledge.

"Bring me my bow!" Li Yuanji, who was frowning, had a bad temper and was too lazy to guess what the hell this thing was. No matter what it was, he would just shoot it down with his bow and then think about other things.

If it is ownerless, then it's fine.

If it is owned by someone, and they dare to put it on Li Yuanji's head to spy on him, Li Yuanji will not let them go...

Several young generals were running to lift Li Yuanji's divine bow that weighed tens of thousands of pounds when suddenly three bright lights flashed in the sky. Three strange things as thick as a carriage and several feet long suddenly broke through the atmosphere from a very high altitude. At an extremely high speed of hundreds of miles in a snap, they turned into three extremely thin streams of light and smashed straight towards Li Yuanji.

"What is this?" Li Yuanji was shocked at the speed of the three strange objects. However, before he could react, the matte gray shells of the three strange objects suddenly cracked, revealing the conical warheads formed in a circle inside.

Three big guys, thirty-six conical warheads as thick as a human waist suddenly ignited, and on the basis of the already terrifying high speed, these warheads accelerated again and flew down at a speed close to lightning. The warheads scattered in all directions, like three slender and tender chrysanthemums blooming slowly in the air.

Li Yuanji took a deep breath, stood up, drew his sword, and was about to fly into the air to shoot down these strange objects that looked like they were coming with bad intentions. He murmured, "It looks a bit like a projectile shot from a crossbow?"

With Li Yuanji's knowledge, the most similar objects to these bullets he could imagine were the slingshot and bullets he used to shoot sparrows. They were roughly the same thing, right? The only difference was that the size of these bullets was slightly larger. Perhaps they were not used to shoot sparrows, but to shoot some large beasts, or even deep-sea dragon whales?
Thirty-six bullets exploded in the air several miles above the ground.

The blinding light made Li Yuanji close his eyes subconsciously. Then, radiation with terrifying penetrating power swept across everything, followed by high temperatures, flames, and a torrent of particles that destroyed everything… The dragon robe on Li Yuanji's body emitted a dazzling light, and layers of golden dragon-scale-like patterns covered his entire body, blocking the destructive power of the thirty-six 10-million-ton nuclear warheads.

Li Yuanji roared in a low voice, golden-red murderous energy surged on his body, eighty-one three-foot-long dragons roared angrily, and suddenly turned into a thousand feet long. The golden dragons danced wildly in the air, and their huge claws slapped frantically, breaking the waves of destruction that were coming.

These nuclear warheads did not cause any harm to Li Yuanji.

Under his command, more than a dozen celestial generals also had their heavy armor lit up, and their protective treasures flashed brilliantly, breaking through the power of the nuclear bomb explosion. They stood in the raging torrent of flames, and although their mana consumption was huge, they were indeed unscathed.

However, under these generals, there were dozens of earth immortal and human immortal-level generals and captains, some of whom were proficient in escape techniques. They fled hundreds of miles away in a flash, and with the help of the thick mountains for protection, they avoided the power of the nuclear bomb explosion.

But most of the generals and captains do not have such skills, let alone treasures to protect them.

Their bodies, like the army under Li Yuanji's command, were powerless to resist. They vaporized and annihilated in the light and heat, leaving behind a series of twisted black shadows on the ground.

The flower-filled Jinguan City also collapsed under the bombardment of these thirty-six warheads.

The entire city, the hibiscus flowers all over the city, the exquisite palaces and pavilions, the distinguished officials and dignitaries, as well as the men, women, old and young in the city, were reduced to ashes in an instant, and the area within hundreds of miles became a death zone.

It is less than three hundred miles away from Jinguan City.

The mountains stand tall like a sword-shaped screen. Between the mountains, there is a rugged plank road called "Jian Ge". Under the mountains, there is a city named Diaoyucheng, imitating a historical story.

On the top of Diaoyu City, Zhao Qingxuan was wearing a dragon robe of a prince, a sword at his waist, a purple gold crown on his head, and an exquisite golden soft armor with a phoenix spreading its wings. He was folding his hands across his chest, examining the geographical map of the entire southwest region in front of him.

"That Prince Qi, Li Yuanji, is nothing special. Prime Minister Cai used a little trick to get rid of him." Zhao Qingqi frowned and murmured, "But the Prince Qi is a waste, while his second brother is a wise ruler throughout history... If he is alarmed... Prime Minister Cai, Prince Tong, are you confident that you can defeat the Emperor Zhenguan?"

The corners of Cai Jing and Tong Guan's mouths twitched wildly.

Listen, listen, is this human language?
Who are they?

Cai Jing and Tong Guan.

Who are they?

The Six Thieves of the Northern Song Dynasty.

They are just two of the six thieves. Even if they want to compete with the emperors and generals of Li Tang, their targets should be birds of the same feather like Gao Lishi and Li Linfu.

You want Cai Jing, Tong Guan and others to deal with Emperor Zhenguan Li Shimin?

Ah!
My lady, you are too naughty. Do you believe that I will find an excuse tomorrow to marry you to that fat pig Zhu Diao Chong?
Cai Jing and Tong Guan were blinking frantically. They and Yang Nianzu beside them, like Li Yuanji three hundred miles away, raised their heads at the same time, their pupils shrank slightly, and locked their eyes on the light and thin aircraft a hundred miles above the ground, with a large lens locking onto their small aircraft.

The next moment, three more streaks of fire roared down from outside the atmosphere.

Unlike Li Yuanji, who was hot-tempered and tough, and wanted to draw his sword to chop the unknown object falling from the sky, Cai Jing and Tong Guan waved their sleeves when they saw this thing of unknown origin, and a cloud of mist and cold wind rose up. On the city gate tower, Zhao Qingxuan, Yang Nianzu, Yue Feng and other generals were directly taken away by Cai Jing and Tong Guan and fled for hundreds of miles.

'boom'!
Diaoyucheng, Jiange, and a dozen large and small cities occupied by the Zhao Song army in this mountainous area were all covered by the torrent of destruction caused by tens of millions of ton warheads.

Cai Jing and Tong Guan had clearly escaped, and the power of the nuclear bomb explosion did not hurt them at all. However, when they saw the city being completely destroyed and mushroom clouds rising from it, the two old cunning men groaned and vomited blood in anger!

These troops were not the direct troops of Zhao Song, but a strong army borrowed from Zhu Ming after they spent countless money and food and sent three imperial daughters of pure blood to marry Zhu Ming's crown prince.

A million elite soldiers were killed in one day.

"My money!" Tong Guan spit out blood in big mouthfuls, his eyes red with anger: "Who is it? Is it that bastard raised by the little maid who did such a scheme to wipe out the whole family? This, this, this, how much money do I have to pay?"

Cai Jing's eyes were sinister, and his aura suddenly became sinister and vicious, like a poisonous snake with its fangs bared. His eyes, which had been trying hard to maintain the appearance of phoenix eyes, suddenly turned into extremely ferocious triangular eyes...

"Investigate for me!" Cai Jing said sternly, "Investigate, investigate, investigate, investigate all nine generations of his clan. I want him...to be killed and his clan to be exterminated, and there will be no redemption! Damn, compensation? I don't have money, but there are plenty of imperial daughters, ten or eight, a hundred, or even eighty will do!"

Tong Guan's angry curses stopped abruptly, and he looked at Cai Jing happily.

Yes, the Zhao Song Dynasty didn’t have many other good things. It would be painful to give away gold, silver, jewelry, etc., but the emperor’s daughters... The Zhao Song Dynasty didn’t have many other things. There were at least 8,000 emperor’s daughters who were as beautiful as flowers, if not 10,000!
The three emperors of Zhao Song who stayed behind in this world were all experts in harming beautiful women.

Huizong, Qinzong, Gaozong, haha... Isn't it just a million elite soldiers of Zhu Ming? For a million elite soldiers, I will compensate you with a thousand imperial daughters. Is that enough? As long as you, Zhu Ming, dare to accept them, a thousand imperial daughters who have been taught by the Zhao Song officials and are proficient in the skills of "palace fighting" will flood into your Zhu Ming ancestral land. Let's see how long you, Zhu Ming, can hold on!

Southern Xinjiang area.

Ji Zhou and Ji Si were personally supervising the work at a huge open-pit mine. All officials from several provinces in southern Xinjiang, including provincial governors and even county officials, were captured by Ji Zhou's army and sent directly here. There were hundreds of thousands of officials from several provinces, including their relatives and families. The total number of miners gathered in this open-pit copper mine exceeded two million.

Many Ji Zhou warriors wearing heavy armor and holding whips strode through the mines. The whips whistled like poisonous snakes and fell from time to time, beating the miners who were pampered on weekdays and making them cry and scream, and work hard at the risk of their lives.

Extremely high-grade copper ore was transported out of the mine in truckloads and had been piled up in the fields outside the mine to form mountains dozens of feet high.

Ji Si, who was wearing the royal robes of the Ji Zhou king, frowned and shook his head in dissatisfaction: "No, we need to speed up. Don't care about the lives of these corrupt officials. As long as they are not dead, let them work themselves to death. How much of the people's money have they wasted on weekdays? How many people have they harmed? If they can die of exhaustion in the mine, it can be regarded as atonement for their past sins."

Ji Si stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the hills of copper ore.

He stared at the hill for a long time, and finally nodded slowly: "A few years ago, the Nine Cauldrons were recast once. Anyway, it was because of insufficient materials? The recast Nine Cauldrons were weak in spirituality and unusable."

“This time, we’ve used a hundred or even a thousand times more materials than before, plus a blood sacrifice of unprecedented scale. It will definitely succeed, right?” Ji Si muttered to himself and clenched his fists tightly. “It will definitely succeed. As long as we can recast the Nine Cauldrons, we can suppress the luck of our Great Zhou, and even…”

Ji Si looked up at the sky and murmured, "Ancestors, you can use the Nine Cauldrons as a guide, re...re..."

He frowned, pointed at the vague black shadow in the sky, and said in a deep voice: "What is that thing? It looks like a metal plate, and the round ball in the middle seems to be made of crystal? There are also four small rotors. Is it flying with the help of this object?"

"Strange, there is not a single trace of mana in this object. Is it made by a mortal? But how can a mortal make it fly a hundred miles high?"

Ji Si was muttering when three extremely thin lines of fire blasted into the atmosphere at a terrifying speed.

Beside Ji Si, several generals shouted in unison: "Protect the emperor! Protect the emperor!"

The fire line broke apart, and thirty-six tens of millions of ton nuclear warheads whistled down and slowly exploded in the sky several miles above the ground. The strong light, high temperature, and terrifying radiation torrent that destroyed everything completely covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

In the Central Plains, there is the ancient city of Heluo.

The vast white water rushed past the city. A team of Qin soldiers in black clothes and armor were climbing on ropes, swinging sledgehammers and smashing the plaque on the city gate into pieces.

Prince Ying Xin of Qin, wearing a black dragon robe and standing at the city gate with his hands behind his back, watched the Qin soldiers clean the door lintel and carefully embed a newly made bronze plaque above the city gate.

The blue-green sunlight shone on the yellow plaque, and two huge black characters, half a meter square, reflected a glossy light. They were the words "Xianyang".

Ying Xin looked at it for a long while, and suddenly sighed: "Although this city is good, it is not Xianyang. Uncle Wu, tell me, what does the real Xianyang, the ancestral city of the Qin Dynasty, look like?"

Ying Wu stood beside Ying Xin, also with his hands behind his back, looking up at the huge plaque.

The ancient city of Heluo is the true 'geographical center' of the Central Plains of the Dayu Dynasty. It is located in the core area of ​​the entire Central Plains. The ancient city is surrounded by flat and fertile plains for tens of millions of miles. Since ancient times, it has been the most important hinterland of the Eastern Divine Land.

When Qin Shi Huang first raised his army, he led a surprise attack and directly occupied the Central Plains. Now, he controlled the territories of seven provinces and took the ancient city of Heluo in his hands very early. He even decided that this ancient city would be called "Xianyang" in the future.

After hearing Ying Xin's question, Ying Wu said calmly: "Where Xianyang is is not important. What is important is where we are. Where we are, our undefeated army of Ying Qin is there. The place we have chosen is Xianyang."

Ying Xin pondered for a moment and smiled.

It is extremely.

It doesn’t matter which city is the real Xianyang.

What’s important is that wherever these true descendants of the Qin Dynasty, these royal family members of the Qin Dynasty, and their invincible Qin army are, that place can become Xianyang.

The ancient city of Heluo at this time, the future Fentian City... in the future, when the Qin army sweeps across the world and even occupies the hundreds of countries in the far west, many cities may become Xianyang.

Ying Xin was about to speak with a smile when he and Ying Wu simultaneously saw the small flying vehicle hundreds of miles in the sky.

Bai Zhong, wearing heavy armor, strode to the two men and frowned, saying, "My lords, I am quite uneasy. It seems..."

Before Bai Zhong finished speaking, three streams of light fell from the sky, and soon they split into thirty-six flames, whistling and smashing towards the earth. The newly renamed Xianyang City, along with millions of people in the city and the mighty army of Qin outside the city, were instantly enveloped by flames and strong light.

A moment later, Bai Zhong, along with Ying Wu and Ying Xin, escaped from hundreds of miles away.

Bai Zhong's body was filled with dark death energy, and shadows of white bones were surging in the death energy. He was furious, and howled to the sky, swung out his sword, and with one sword, he split a large lake with a radius of hundreds of miles beside him into two pieces.

Ying Wu was trembling all over, and he yelled, "My million-strong army... bastards!"

Ying Xin squatted on the ground, tracing the ground with his fingers, his face becoming extremely bleak: "It's over, it's over, we haven't paid for these military equipment yet... That Jieshi Gong Xing Tianli is a greedy guy, this, this, this, this money, how can I refuse to pay it?"

In the southeast area of ​​the four provinces of mountains and rivers, there is a small river that is no more than half a mile wide, only half a zhang deep at its deepest point, and flows very slowly. Liu Jin, Wei Zhongxian, and a group of Zhu Ming generals in heavy armor are gesturing and pointing at the opposite side of the river.

Zhu Ming's military force was extremely strong, with tens of millions of elite soldiers maintained all year round. After purchasing the weapons provided by Xing Tianli, Zhu Ming's army was like a huge wave and tsunami. In a short period of time, it completely conquered the northwestern provinces, and the four provinces of Shanhe were also firmly controlled.

While other major powers were still busy recruiting soldiers and struggling to control the conquered territories, with always insufficient manpower, Zhu Ming had already withdrawn tens of millions of troops and stationed them on the north bank of the river, facing the Central Plains across the river, swallowing his saliva desperately.

"Ying Qin is not easy to deal with." Wei Zhongxian sighed heavily.

"Ying Qin, you have to be careful when dealing with him!" Liu Jin frowned and rubbed his cheeks hard with his hands.

"Ying Qin, is it difficult to deal with? Let's give it a try!" A middle-aged man with a white face, long beard, and wearing a bright yellow dragon robe squatted by the river, stirring the water slowly with his right hand: "If the First Emperor was still alive, Zhu Ming could divide the river with him and live in peace... But the First Emperor has long followed the ancient sage and went on an expedition to the outer world."

"A little Ying Qin kid, huh!" The middle-aged man said coldly: "If Ying Qin was really powerful, how could it perish in the second generation? My Ming Dynasty!"

The middle-aged man stood up and raised his hands high.

Liu Jin, Wei Zhongxian, and a number of Zhu Ming generals cheered: "My Great Ming, a thousand victory, a thousand victory, a thousand victory!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said sternly: "In that case, cross the river! Who cares about Ying Qin, Ji Zhou, and Li Tang? Overthrow them!"

Wei Zhongxian said jokingly: "Your Majesty, there is also a Zhao Song?"

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes at Wei Zhongxian and said in a cold voice, "Zhao Song? Ha, you really think they are a piece of cake... Ah, you are wrong, you are wrong... Well, it is Zhao Song. After all, they are relatives by marriage. If you can annex them peacefully, don't resort to violence!"

Three lines of fire fell from the sky, and thirty-six bullets fell directly towards the top leaders of Zhu Ming.

Mushroom clouds rise.

One day later, the leaders of Ji Zhou, Ying Qin, Li Tang, Zhao Song, and Zhu Ming gathered in Pinghai City. They sat in the flower hall of the Jieshi Mansion with gloomy faces, drinking fragrant tea with expressionless faces.

"Such a powerful enemy, with such brutal and cruel methods, can be called insane." Xing Tianli made a summary speech: "You are all well-known figures, how can you let that foreign barbarian slave come to your door to bully you?"

The middle-aged man in Zhu Ming, who had once defeated his own extravagant figure on the crooked tree with a belt, slapped the coffee table beside him and broke it: "Everyone, join forces and beat them."

(End of this chapter)