The Zhongzhou Jiling Pa*s, the first barrier in the Central Plains, defends the gateway to Zhongzhou.
The divine army led by Luo Feng was stationed here, attacking and defending each other with the Northern Zhou army outside the pa*s, and the battle lasted for a day and a night.
Surprisingly, it was not the Divine Warriors who had the upper hand in defending the gateway, but the Northern Zhou troops who had first captured Xuan and Shu Provinces and had marched south from the Northern Zhou.
The Northern Zhou army had the firearms to attack the city and the eight branches of the Zhouliu army to help them, so although the pa*s was dangerous, it was difficult to have too much of an advantage, and the Divine Warriors were even kept pa*sive because of their defences.
There was also some internal chaos in Zhongzhou.
The expelled followers of the Lust Realm have crossed the mountains and avoided the Jie Ling Pa*s to enter Zhongzhou, causing a lot of chaos during this period.
There were also some surrenders in the court, especially the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, who led the chorus of surrender, and even though he was pressed into service, he still insisted on surrender, causing some wallflowers to waver.
“These followers of the Lust Realm are really as annoying as fleas, the Marquis killed 100,000 captives earlier and these followers still dare to scurry to Central China, they really don’t know how to live.”
In the marshal hall of Jie Ling Pa*s, Luo Feng pounded his fist on the desk, the overbearing force of his fist shattered the poor desk and scattered it to the ground.
“Do all these Lust Realm believers have no brains? They don’t even know that they are being used by the people of Northern Zhou.” Luo Feng said in a hateful voice.
Previously, Northern Zhou had expelled nearly 100,000 Lust Realm believers, and because that group of fanatics had stormed the Divine Martial Army camp and delayed the completion of the fortifications, Luo Feng had led his men to round them up and kill them.
He had thought that this would be a clean break, but to his surprise, the other side had repeated the same tactic and continued to expel more and more believers from the Lust Realm, adding to the chaos of Great Qian.
Now, with a huge army attacking the city, and the Lust World devotees within, and someone in the imperial court dragging their feet, the Great Qian is in a state of internal and external trouble.
“His Majesty the Human Emperor has rarely shown up since his return, and I don’t know what preparations he is making, and what Patriarch Mu and Heavenly Son Yan Luo have asked of us is to be able to defend the code and delay as long as possible, so perhaps they already have a way to fight against Qing Yu and the Heavenly Dao.” The Biancheng King leaned back in his recliner as if he had no bones, and said lazily.
“The problem is that the Northern Zhou side is united and their legions are no less powerful than ours, so even if my marquis does his best to defend, he may not be able to hold on for many days. This is still the result of not having opened the Tong Shen War.” Luo Feng said.
In terms of battle power above the Tong Shen level, the other side was also no less than our own side, and had more powerful warriors than the Great Qian side.
With the Human Emperor and Qing Yu not fighting, the other side still had Ren Piaomiao, Yin Tiandi, and that magical beast to fight. If even Emperor Zhou, who is the emperor, were to fight, there would be four strongest warriors.
Now it was still a legion attack, and Luo Feng could still hold out for a few days if he tried his best to defend himself, but if the War of the Gods started, the battle would take a sharp turn for the worse.
“There’s nothing to worry about, holding out for a few days would be a good result. And the more the battle goes on, the more we can shape the environment of death qi that suits us, the time and the place are on our side, even if the final people and the situation are not possible, it’s not that bad.”
King Qin Guang said indifferently as he wiped his mirror-like long sword over there.
“Moreover, those desire world believers can also make your Ten Thousand Souls Battle Armor another enhancement, they can come if they want, just don’t blame this place for not leaving people alive.”
“It’s just that,” Luo Feng sighed as if giving up, “let’s just let us do our best to delay. When will the Zhenshan army arrive?”
“Within a month. The King of Zhenshan himself will lead it,” said King Qin Guang, “and it seems that this unkind and unrighteous King of Renyi in Jizhou has also chosen to make his move.”
“They are all traitors, and King Zhenshan can even be described as a slave of three surnames, so it is just the right time to use them as expendable goods to drain the strength of the Northern Zhou.” Luo Feng sneered.
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The battle on the front line is getting more and more rapid, but the divine capital of the Northern Zhou is still calm.
Although it was not exactly a happy place to sing and dance, the war on the front did not affect the lives of the people in the divine capital. The daily routine remained unchanged.
If there was any change at all, it was perhaps only a better and better atmosphere.
As the Long River of Qi is about to be completed, the thoughts of righteousness contained in it have also affected the Divine Capital, so that the people in the Divine Capital can be said to have kept the roads clear and the doors closed at night, and the atmosphere is getting better and better every day.
On this day, a silvery-white band suddenly rose from the Datong Mountain outside the Divine Capital, connecting heaven and earth, followed by a tall, crowned and ribboned figure stepping out of the river-like band and bowing towards the centre.
The silvery-white ribbon also surged upwards, like a river rolling backwards and flowing upwards.
“I, Meng Shanhe ——”
A huge phantom rose from the long river of Vast Qi, and a vast voice came out of his mouth, “Today, I fuse my body with the long river of Vast Qi to establish the foundation of my Confucianism for ten thousand lifetimes of difficulty and ease, and may the righteousness of heaven and earth endure and the Vast Qi be eternal.”
As soon as the words were spoken, the gigantic Dharma figure merged into the long river of qi, transforming it from a virtual to a real river that rushed in the sky like a real river, never stopping.
“The path of righteousness endures forever, and the Vast Qi is eternal.” The scholars and lecturers in the Mountain River Academy all bowed down to the long river of Vast Qi.
With their words, an abundant righteousness radiated from Datong Mountain to all directions, and everywhere along the way, the Vast Qi swept across all directions, sweeping away bad thoughts and planting the heart of righteousness.
After today, there is no telling how many seeds of learning within this hundred-mile radius will be enlightened and will add new talent to the Confucian school.
Only on the other side of the divine capital has the Vast Righteousness been thwarted, and the harsh and unique sword intent has unfolded the righteousness, not allowing it to come even a little closer to the Piaomiao Sword Palace.
In the palace, the Emperor of Zhou sat on the dragon chair, his slightly slouching posture revealing an aura of dominance over the eight extremes of the world.
The corners of his mouth curled up in a slight curve, “Meng Shanhe is lucky that he has finally practiced the Long River of Qi at this time.
But then, this Meng Shanhe, who has never really been seen before, would have gone like this.”
Just like the Human Emperor’s integration into the will of the Human Dao, Meng Shanhe put his own will into the Long River of Vast Qi as its core.
After today, Meng Shanhe will cease to exist, but as long as the Vast River of Qi remains, people will not forget this great Confucian master and will sort of live on forever in their hearts.
“Farewell, Chief Meng Shanhe.”
Emperor Zhou closed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the armrest, “The good people of the world, ah, there is one less of them again.”
There were not many good people these days, and Meng Shanhe was one of the top ones, and now that he was gone, I was afraid that there would not be many good people left.
With him gone, I’m afraid there won’t be many good people left. What’s left are probably evil people like Qing Yu, who use heaven and earth as a battlefield.
