There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Wang Ping said that he was just watching from the sidelines, but that didn't mean he really didn't care about anything. He just didn't want Qianmu Temple to be involved so soon.

For a fourth-level Taiyan cultivator, open fighting is just a piece of cake. For example, Wang Ping now has puppets in his hands that include not only ministers of the court, but also people around the rebels.

This rebellion may be a game of left hand hitting right hand for him. Not only can he take this opportunity to speed up the integration of the "Heaven-Covering Talisman", but he can also observe the thoughts of various forces in secret and strive for his own greatest interests.

"Will this rebellion shake the foundation of the imperial court?"

Yu Lian asked after Liu Shuang left, Wang Ping has been using magic to predict the future recently. She listened to the voices of the northern believers in the magic array, and what she heard was almost all tragedy.

Wang Ping took off his heavy coat and put on his loose home robe. After hearing Yu Lian's question, he thought for a moment and said, "No, the Datong Dynasty is not about to collapse. This turmoil is an accident. What follows is a game of balance, but everyone's understanding of balance is different."

Wang Ping's appearance was reflected in Yu Lian's vertical pupils, and she asked seriously, "Is there any way to end this endless dispute? Each of those believers is so real, so real that it moved me."

"Human nature is like this. As long as there are people, they will argue even if the cultivation world does not intervene. This is because human nature is not only changeable, but everyone has independence. Independence gives them different identities, which makes their cognitions different, thus creating irreconcilable contradictions."

Wang Ping responded softly.

Yu Lian thought about it again and said, "If the cultivation world doesn't intervene, at least things can be made simpler."

Wang Ping chuckled, reached out and gently stroked Yu Lian's head, and said: "Your idea may be feasible, but our power is limited now, so we can only go with the flow!"

"What do I think?"

"Don't you want to separate the spiritual world from the secular world?"

"Is that what I meant?"

"Isn't it?"

"Then treat me as you are, can you do that?"

"In theory, yes. For example, we can set up another larger planet and region in outer space to balance the conflicts between mortals and practitioners."

"Good idea, why not do it?"

“What do I do now?”

"That's right!"

Yu Lian lowered her head and thought for a while, then she looked at Wang Ping and said, "Do you want to plan for the fifth realm?"

Wang Ping stretched out his right hand, tapped Yu Lian's forehead lightly with his index finger, and asked, "Do you think I can do it?"

Yu Lian did not respond to Wang Ping. She lowered her head and after a brief confusion of thoughts, she lay down on a nearby old locust tree. Soon she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Wang Ping summoned the 'Dongtian Mirror' and used his puppet to check the current status of the rebels.

Savage County.

It is now a city where the main force of a rebel army is stationed. After the rebels captured the county town, they looted the rich families in the city, gave out a lot of money in exchange for food from the people, and encouraged the surrounding people to continue farming.

This shows that there is obviously a smart person in the rebels' decision-making level who is giving advice.

In the former military camp of the government soldiers, an armored unit of 300 men was conducting simple drills, while outside the city, a peasant army of several thousand men was engaging in a field battle with another peasant army.

The rebels started fighting among themselves without waiting for the imperial army to encircle and suppress them. The cause of the fight was simply a disagreement over the division of territory, and the peasant army on the opposite side clearly had the advantage, at least the soldiers in the front row had wooden shields.

But there was a capable man among the Savage County rebels. He was six and a half feet tall. Although he looked very thin due to hunger at the moment, he was very strong. In addition, his arm span was much longer than that of an ordinary person. He wielded the mace with great force. Under his leadership, the Savage County rebels quickly defeated their opponents.

Zhao Liuyi, the leader of the rebels who was watching the battle on the city wall, shouted "good". A middle-aged man wearing a scholar's uniform beside him said, "We should make a concerted effort to integrate the nearby rebels to deal with the city's soldiers!"

Zhao Liuyi is a typical northern man, with a full beard covering most of his face, a pair of bright eyes, and messy hair tied together with a linen strip.

The middle-aged scholar spoke quickly: "According to the system, the city has at least 3,000 armored soldiers, 300 of whom are cavalry. If they are fully staffed, we will be wiped out with just a few people charging. So we have to expand our territory as soon as possible and take over the 50-li mountainous area in the north. Let our soldiers rely on the mountains to eliminate the soldiers, and then take over Sanmei Prefecture before the court can react!"

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Zhao Liuyi was immersed in the joy of victory and could not help but respond subconsciously when he heard this.

When the middle-aged scholar heard what Zhao Liuyi said, he immediately said anxiously: "Sir, we have committed the ten heinous crimes of the three tribes of Yi. If we take a wrong step, there will be no way back. We can only take the mountains and forests north of Sanmei Mansion before the imperial army reacts and store enough food and supplies in the mountains and forests. Only then can we have the capital to talk to the imperial court and protect our brothers who follow you!"

Zhao Liuyi had taken the last sentence to heart. He had a strong sense of the underworld and always put loyalty first. After listening to the middle-aged man's narration, he immediately said to the three brothers who were in charge of the 300 armored soldiers in the city, "Go and count the troops quickly. I want to go and meet the brother opposite me in person!"

The middle-aged man obviously wanted to persuade Zhao Liuyi not to go into battle personally, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

At this moment, the peasant army that had driven away their opponents outside the city were scrambling for shields and spears scattered on the ground. The young man in the lead, holding a mace, turned his head and looked in the direction of the city wall.

This man was a puppet controlled by Wang Ping. His name was Sun Qiang, an ordinary citizen's name. He was also from the north and had fled here because of famine.

He just subconsciously glanced at the city wall, then picked up a piece of bread left by the peasant army on the opposite side and started to eat it. His current character is that of a simple and honest man with a huge appetite.

When the nearby battlefield was almost cleaned up, the gate of the Savage County opened, and dozens of cavalrymen rushed out. They were all wearing leather armor, holding spears and round shields, and chased the peasant army in the direction of their escape route.

Five days later.

In the middle of Sanmei Prefecture, on a high ground outside a forest, a group of soldiers were setting up a camp. Near the camp was a battlefield littered with corpses. Dozens of soldiers covered in blood were collecting corpses and weapons from the battlefield. Three miles downstream, thousands of farmers were digging graves for the corpses.

There is a stream to the east of the camp. A burly man is carefully sharpening a big knife in his hand on a huge grindstone. The knife is a ghost-head knife, which is specially used for beheading.

On an execution platform a hundred feet away from here, Zhao Liuyi looked coldly at the dozen or so bound captives in front of him and said, "You and I are both righteous soldiers. We shouldn't have been killed this time, but you have caused me to lose thousands of brothers who have fought through life and death together. It would be hard to convince the public if I don't kill you, but I personally still hope that you can abandon the dark and join the light..."

Those who were able to surrender had already done so. Those who were brought here were stubborn and inflexible. When they heard what Zhao Liuyi said, they immediately started cursing.

Zhao Liuyi was an ordinary person after all. He became angry after being scolded a few times. His only patience was instantly exhausted, and he immediately ordered the execution of more than ten people.

After he personally supervised the execution, his anger subsided a lot, and then he led a group of generals behind him into his central military tent!
"Brother Sun Qiang deserves the most credit for this battle. If it weren't for Brother Sun Qiang rushing into the enemy camp and killing the enemy general, I'm afraid we would still be fighting a bloody battle right now!"

After Zhao Liuyi sat down, he first rewarded the people for their contributions. He pointed at Sun Qiang, who was in the lowest position, and said proudly: "Brother, tell me what you want. I will agree to it!"

As soon as he said this, the middle-aged scholar next to him frowned first, followed by the other generals who were dissatisfied. The middle-aged scholar frowned because he had already established a system of rewards and punishments in the army, but now it was rejected because of Zhao Liuyi's words. The dissatisfaction of the others was simply due to their unwillingness to accept it.

"Brother, I, um, I want to eat meat!"

Sun Qiang said this with a simple smile and a little embarrassedly.

As soon as he said this, there was a moment of silence in the tent and then there was a burst of laughter. The dissatisfaction in the hearts of most generals disappeared, and even the middle-aged scholar's brows relaxed.

"It's a small matter..."

He turned to look at the middle-aged scholar, "From now on, you must ensure that Brother Sun Qiang has enough meat every day..." After giving the order, he did not ask Sun Qiang what he wanted, but directly said, "From now on, the Vanguard Camp will be handed over to you, brother!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Sun Qiang clasped his fists and expressed his gratitude.

Afterwards, Zhao Liuyi gave out rewards, gave away most of the spoils, and then sent everyone out of the tent.

Soon after Sun Qiang followed the generals out of the camp, he heard someone talking: "I heard that the city has assembled a large army and is preparing to attack. It is said that there are some immortals in the army."

"What are you afraid of? Some gods found me yesterday!"

Sun Qiang maintained his own persona and did not participate in their discussion. After leaving the tent, he went straight back to his own tent. He was now in charge of two thousand scattered soldiers. When there was no war, they gathered together to either brag and play or to gamble. Only less than one-tenth of them were training.

Sun Qiang turned a blind eye to the laxity of his subordinates, because his troops only fought on the flanks to show off their might, and the elite soldiers were the ones who actually fought. As for the cannon fodder in novels, they did not exist at all, at least not in field battles, because the battlefield was very chaotic. If you dared to let the cannon fodder charge to the front, the first thing they would charge into would be their own army formation!
Soon after returning to the tent, the brothers who had fought with Sun Qiang in the enemy camp came over immediately. These people with ideas were the foundation for his future. Before they could say a few words, Zhao Liuyi's personal soldiers came over and announced Sun Qiang's new appointment.

A quarter of an hour later.

Sun Qiang led a dozen of his brothers into the camp of the Vanguard Battalion. There were less than two hundred soldiers left here, and they were resting outside their tents in groups of ten.

The inauguration ceremony was very simple. Zhao Liuyi's personal soldiers asked the two remaining teams of the vanguard camp to come over and recognize each other. When the personal soldiers left, Sun Qiang and his brothers were staring at the two teams. At that time, a team of logistics soldiers entered the camp with wine and meat, led by the middle-aged scholar next to Zhao Liuyi.

Sun Qiang knew that this man's name was Yuan Qin, also from the north, and had the honor of being a juren. Unfortunately, Datong Kingdom had been established for more than 300 years, and a mere juren had no future at all. Therefore, he had always been resentful of the court, but at the same time longed for the attention of imperial power.

Yuan Qin said that he was ordered to reward the vanguard camp. Soon the logistics soldiers set up the iron pot and worked with the cooks of the vanguard camp to prepare the meat. In less than half an hour, the aroma of meat wafted into the air.

After they had had enough wine and food, Yuan Qin found Sun Qiang who was enjoying his meal and said, "The current full strength of the Vanguard Battalion is 800 people, 50 of whom are cavalrymen, recruited by the general himself. The tens of thousands of scattered soldiers in our camp are at the general's disposal, and the six captains are also appointed by the general."

These words made Sun Qiang very happy, and his brothers who followed him were also looking forward to it.

But soon Yuan Qin changed the subject and said, "General, you only have ten days. You must march north immediately after ten days to build a fortress in Pingshan Gorge to block the first wave of attacks from the prefectural city!"

After he finished speaking, he took out a black token from his sleeve, on which was engraved the word "Yuan", and then said, "The chief clerk of the logistics department is my student. Take this token and I can satisfy all your needs."

He patted Sun Qiang's shoulder meaningfully, and then led his entourage out of the military camp.

Qianmuguan Mountaintop Dojo.

Wang Ping couldn't help but chuckle when he observed this: "It's really interesting that a small rebel group is so complicated internally."

Lying on Wang Ping's shoulder, Yu Lian, who was observing the rebels through Wang Ping's spiritual consciousness, said in human language: "This military advisor wants to train your puppet to become his own man!"

"Not only that, I think he most likely wants to take over, but the timing is not right yet. Most of the rebel leaders only obey Zhao Liuyi."

While Wang Ping was speaking, he connected to some puppets in Sanmei Prefecture City, and in just a moment he grasped the status of the government office. The military report had been reported to the governor's office, but due to well-known reasons, the governor's office could only dispatch 2,000 soldiers, and the government office only had 800 people.

Therefore, there was no so-called army to suppress the rebellion, at least not for the time being. Facing the accountability of the imperial court, the governor's office punished dozens of officials and then submitted a strategy to suppress the rebellion.

Human nature is fully reflected at this moment. Everyone is looking for a way out for themselves, and the few who work for the public are ignored as outliers.

Things like this have not only happened now, and will not only happen now. Even among monks who have practiced for thousands of years, there are very few who are selfless. Ninety percent of people in the world, their first reaction after making a mistake is to cover up the mistake, rather than admitting the mistake and solving it.

Therefore, the imperial court only treated this rebellion as a small-scale rebellion!
"Are your descendants so stupid? Are they so fooled by ministers and local officials?" Yu Lian asked in confusion.

"How is that possible? The royal family has monks who have entered the country. The rebellion of Sanmei Mansion must have been reported to the desks of the ministers at the first time. The emperor's intelligence will only be more detailed than theirs!"

"Then why is this happening?"

"Because they don't take it to heart. This is the arrogance of those in power!" (End of this chapter)