Become the Emperor of Man by starting from the Qiyun entry

Chapter 635: The expedition begins, preparations are made, and a bloody battle takes place on the border
The army marched out of the pass in a mighty force.

Although the autumn harvest season has not yet arrived, the vanguard of the Heroic Army and the Destiny Army has already set out in batches to the northern front.

When a large army is at war, it cannot act recklessly.

This time, the Tianming Dynasty was determined to go deep into the grassland interior and severely damage them.

Therefore, the soldiers must be familiar with the climate and geographical conditions of the grassland, and even fight against the magic rain, etc.

These will affect the outcome of the war.

Therefore, before the war comes, the army must arrive in Yuzhou in advance to familiarize themselves with the battlefield environment. Even instructors from the Tianyou Army will be sent to guide the recruits and conduct friendly exchanges to facilitate future coordinated operations.

Once the war machine starts, countless talents are needed to serve it. Any break in any link may lead to the failure of the war.

This is the importance of the military aristocracy.

It would be impossible for a normal person to learn about war and master various tactics without ten or twenty years.

Weapons, fighting, military formations, ranks, reconnaissance, logistics, etc.

The training cycle for military disciplines is too long, resulting in high costs and no return in the market, and it is impossible to encourage civilians to learn military technology.

Therefore, in order to preserve the backbone of the army, all countries have spontaneously given rise to military aristocrats, or in other words, military families.

In Chu Wujiang's previous life, the most famous military aristocracy was the Junker Officers Corps.

During the two world wars, they demonstrated excellent military qualities and terrible lethality, shocking the whole world.

To the extent that the United States and the Soviet Union unanimously agreed to completely dismantle the Junker economic foundation and destroy the war strategies of the two world wars.

As for military academies, the construction of a modern military system.

Don't think too much about it for now.

Military aristocrats should be used if necessary.

After 600 years of accumulation, the nobles from all over the country and the Military Academy have formed a strong officer corps and a huge warrior class.

The imperial court supported these people, but they did not treat them very well. As the population grew, the samurai class became larger and larger, and naturally each generation was weaker than the previous one.

But it works.

The samurai class was very dissatisfied with the status quo.

Because warriors need to eat magical rice, pills, buy land and so on.

However, due to population expansion, no new growth is generated and everyone is scrambling for the remaining capacity.

Contradictions throughout society are increasing dramatically.

When the military officers join the anti-bandit camp for the sake of their future, things become serious.

Then let's have war.

Rather than letting these officers remain dissatisfied and join the ambitious people in various places, it would be better to resolve the conflicts on the battlefield.

It is always better to fight a foreign war than a civil war.

The imperial court issued 10 billion taels of national debt. All the major families and sects subscribed to the bonds, shared the amount, and participated in the war.

Whoever does not participate in the war will have his wealth become the spoils of the victor.

The law of blood feud in human society will come into play.

Countless storage bags and military supplies are being continuously transported to the northern defense line, and the atmosphere of war is becoming increasingly intense.

Prime Minister Fang keeps an eye on the allocation of materials to various places every day, and his hair has turned a few gray. For a prime minister, the most important thing is not his position, but the students and former officials he has cultivated over decades, and the talents he has brought with him.

These can ensure that his orders are carried out smoothly, deploy the resources of the entire empire, and invest in the huge consumption of war.

Fang Xinran couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and said quickly:
"Father, you need to take a rest. Even a master of the Yuanshen Sect cannot live without sleep..."

Fang Xiang shook his head and said:
“This is the most crucial battle.”

"If I make more achievements, even if the Fang family has some problems in the future, I can still leave some favors."

“You can’t win every time, and you may lose everything.”

Fang Fusheng’s pit will be very big.

Fang Xiang cut it and kept it at the same time.

This was the biggest gamble in his life, and even if he put all his life's achievements into it, it might not be enough.

Fang Xinran was startled and quickly persuaded:
"Father, that won't happen."

Fang Xiang's face flushed, and he whispered:
"Your joining the Hero Army is indeed a good move. All disciples of Xinglin can participate in the war."

"Remember, you can't do anything rash. You're just a doctor, and you only need to treat injuries."

"Don't get involved in anything else."

"Everything is handled by my father."

Fang Xiang knew what his two daughters were thinking, but this time the Abyss Game was just a fluke and he couldn't expect too much.

A good gambler must understand that this is just good luck.

In a casino, the fight continues until one is dead.

All the chips are just floating wealth.

If you don't secure your profits, you will always lose everything.

Fang Xinran trembled twice, and finally nodded:

"Yes, Father."

Fang Xiang then smiled, pointed to the newspaper on the table and said:

"Xinran, take a look at this newspaper."

"You will understand how big a war the Champion Hou wants to start."

Fang Xinran picked up the newspaper and couldn't help reading:
"《How long will the battle of tens of thousands of years last?"

"What is this?"

Fang Xiang said unceremoniously:

"Keep reading."

Fang Xinran began to read with intonation:
"The battle between the demons and humans has never stopped."

"Generation after generation of wolf lords on the grasslands followed the will of the evil god and chose to go south again and again."

"Emperor Wu's Northern Expedition and Nangong Wang's Fenglangjuxu never really destroyed the royal court."

"We always think that there is no other way but to coexist with the royal court and fight bloody battles with no end in sight."

"The killing in Prison State has never stopped."

"When the Evil God's court heard the news of the Northern Expedition, they did not even give up slaughtering the villages."

"There must be a cessation of conflict between the human race and the demon race."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Prince of Qin, the Duke of Zhenguo, the Prime Minister, the Marquis of Guanjun, the Duke of Liguo and others have jointly decided to launch an expedition against the Royal Court to completely eliminate our enemies."

"Let the descendants of the human race not worry about demons!"

Fang Xinran finished reading it in one breath and felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet directly upwards. She seemed to see the bloody storm on the battlefield.

The killing feast of the two major races was accompanied by inflammatory newspapers. Writers from all over the country wrote passionate articles to encourage the soldiers to go to the battlefield.

This method is no different from imperialist propaganda.

In Chu Wujiang's words, it is part of the historical process.

Fang Xinran quickly asked:
"Father, how could the court allow such a thing?"

Fang Xiang smiled and said:
“Because it works.”

"In addition to the Champion Newspaper, the newly established newspapers of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism are all in full swing."

"I have never seen such propaganda methods before. The whole world is boiling with excitement."

Fang Xinran gritted her teeth and said:

"A lot of people will die."

"Ignorant warriors were encouraged by this propaganda to go to the battlefield they did not desire in the first place."

Fang Xiang said coldly:
"I agree to do this. This is your chance."

"Follow the Heroic Army, and everyone you save can become a connection of the Fang family."

"Whether Xiao Ran can be saved depends on your efforts in this regard."

My father has really figured everything out.

Fang happily bowed and said:

"Yes, Father."

Fang Xiang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his daughter's sensible appearance.

Fang Xinran has the talent of [Medical Fairy] and can inherit the name of Bian Que. This time she goes to the Hero Army, which can not only ensure her safety but also make meritorious contributions.

The chancellor of the empire murmured to himself:

"The rest is what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is planning, and what Fu Sheng is doing."

"Fusheng, you must not be stupid."

……

Tianjing, Eastern Palace.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"Why don't you let me go with you?"

"Champion Hou is very dangerous."

Prince Zhaowu looked at the prince gazing into the distance, and at the soldiers of the heroic army filing out and marching towards the north, and couldn't help but interrupt.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked back at Prince Zhaowu and couldn't help but smile:

"I was thinking, how nice it would be if my fourth brother could become my fourth sister."

Prince Zhaowu felt a chill and quickly stepped back a few steps, saying:
"Brother, stop joking."

"I'm not like my second sister who resists marriage. She has several concubines."

"Go ahead and do it yourself."

Prince Zhaowu is a pure man, not like his third brother or as weird as his second sister.

Although the emperor's sons would restrain their desires in this regard in order to preserve their dragon energy and rarely indulged in lust, the Prince of Zhaowu also married several concubines.

People like Princess Qionghua, Prince Yusheng, and even Prince Donghai are all outliers and minorities.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince made a joke, then he put away his smile and said:

"No matter it is dangerous or not, I will use Chu Qing's power to destroy Wang Ting, especially Bai Ge."

When mentioning Bai Ge, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's tone became a little grim.

"Big brother..."

Prince Zhaowu was happy because his eldest brother was willing to avenge his third brother, which made him admire his eldest brother even more.

His Royal Highness quickly regained his composure and continued:

"As for why you stayed, it's because Chu Qing wanted to bring out something good."

"You can advance to the Yuanshen level only if you stay in Tianjing."

Prince Zhaowu was surprised:
"What a good thing."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said helplessly:
"Dragon Yuan Immortal Pill."

"How many powerful Yuanshen masters Chu Qing killed, have you forgotten?"

Prince Zhaowu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly asked:

"How many can there be?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took a deep breath and said:
"According to the news from the Tiandao Sect, there are about 80 of them, or maybe even more."

"The Duke of Zhenguo has spent a lot of effort to provide medicinal materials, so he has been staying at home these days."

"Otherwise, don't you think that the Duke of Zhenguo has been too quiet these days?"

Prince Zhaowu was stunned. He couldn't help but ask:
"Brother, are you sure?"

This is too outrageous. The Dragon Yuan Immortal Pill looks like it is mass-produced.

His Royal Highness replied:
"The information from the Tiandao Sect cannot be wrong."

"Chu Qing preserved the body very well."

After a master of the soul dies, he can refine pills, but it is very difficult.

Most of the Yuanshen masters cannot be killed with swords and knives, and they must be blasted into pieces to completely solve the problem.

But if you fight like this, you won't gain anything.

It can only be reduced to ashes.

When Chu Wujiang killed the dragon masters, most of them used the Nine Divine Destructions, and their remains were preserved intact, which is very rare.

Once the Tiandao Sect produces 80 Dragon Yuan Immortal Pills, no matter how they are distributed, it will greatly affect the balance of power among the human race.

Prince Zhaowu's breathing became a little rapid.

Although it is impossible for one Dragon Yuan Immortal Pill to be equal to one powerful Yuanshen, if we exchange 4 for one, there will definitely be enough.

In this way, 20 souls can be born.

Of course, these souls that rely solely on the Dragon Yuan Immortal Pill may not be that strong, they are just at the level of Tiangang Zhenren.

But it's still very scary.

Prince Zhaowu thought of a possibility, shuddered, and whispered:
"Brother, if..."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled and said:

"If Chu Qing holds these Dragon Yuan Immortal Pills, how many forces can he win over, and how many Yuan Shen masters will be willing to work for him?"

"Now you're scared, right?"

Prince Zhaowu's breathing was a little rapid. At that time, when he and Chu Wujiang attended the recruitment together to recruit young heroes, the gap was not too big.

Prince Zhaowu whispered:
"So the second sister sacrificed herself?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said unhappily:

"What sacrifice? With Chu Qing's help, I can save decades of effort and directly advance to the Yuan Shen realm?"

"I want to sacrifice myself."

Prince Zhaowu was speechless.

Brother, you can't think like that.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince coughed and said:

"My second sister said that Chu Qing helped her solve the problem in her fate and directly suppressed it with the Ten Absolute Fates. That's why it's related."

"Anyway, my second sister has no plans to get married. It's just a moment of pleasure. What's the harm?"

Prince Zhaowu said quickly:

"Yes, big brother." The prince refuted the idea of ​​Prince Zhaowu to prevent him from making mistakes, and then said earnestly:

"I will not take all the Tianming Army with me. I will leave some troops to protect Tianjing."

"According to Mr. Shenmo's divination and the divination results of various families, the Holy Emperor's formation will be in great danger, and the same is true for Tianjing."

"You have a heavy burden on your shoulders, and you are not here to have fun."

Prince Zhaowu couldn't help but say:
"What about the Emperor Light Candle?"

According to the way they swore brotherhood, Prince Zhaowu should normally call Di Guangzhu his tenth brother, but it was obvious that their relationship was not that good.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said calmly:
"Tenth brother believes that under Chu Qing's command, he can build more merits and help me expand my influence."

Prince Zhaowu complained:
"He is already the King of the East Sea, what does he need merit for?"

"I'm afraid it's not going to stir up trouble for the champion marquis."

"This boy cannot be trusted."

The prince shook his head and said:
"The tenth brother doesn't need it, but his servants and subordinates do."

"Be more tolerant, he is also our brother."

"Even if he is inclined towards Chu Qing, it is understandable."

"Now the ability of the tenth brother should not be underestimated. He is second only to me and my second sister."

Prince Zhaowu was greatly surprised. When did Emperor Guangzhu become so powerful?

Develop quietly.

The prince smiled and said:
"He has a dream tapir by his side, and can use dreams to replace the training ground, so his progress is naturally astonishingly fast."

"Fourth brother went out for a roll, how is your progress?"

Prince Zhaowu recalled the gains from the expedition to the sea tribe, which were more useful than years of hard training, and nodded:

"I understand, brother."

His Royal Highness added:
"You need to break through the Yuanshen as soon as possible. Master Xiang will stay in Tianjing. If you have anything, you can discuss it with him."

"yes, Sir."

His Royal Highness arranged many matters for the party. He looked off into the distance and said thoughtfully:

"Now it depends on whether the people of the Duke of Zhenguo can successfully capture those who are harassing the border."

"According to Chu Qing's intelligence, these people are quite powerful."

“I wonder if I can spread the grass to catch the rabbit first.”

……

Prison state, deserted village

The villages in Yuzhou are different from the outside world.

Rather than being called villages, they are more like fortresses and settlements.

The border people of the human race set up camp in this cruelest place to resist the threat from the north and fight a bloody battle with the demons to the end.

At the same time, they were also staunch supporters of the King of Qin. After Chu Wujiang overheard Bai Ge's plan, he immediately informed the King of Qin.

The King of Qin increased investment in border villages and early warning facilities.

In addition, the imperial court was also very interested in the invasion of this small force, and specially arranged the Duke of Zhenguo and mobilized personnel to block it.

The people in the deserted village have long been accustomed to fighting and death. Even if they receive news from above, few of them are willing to evacuate.

This is the case with an old man.

He was sitting leisurely in the attic of the fort, smoking a pipe and looking around, when a young man came up to the tower and shouted anxiously:
"Grandpa, why don't you retreat with us?"

"We've received news from the Tianyou Army that the demons have sent out top experts to attack villages, and several villages have already suffered misfortune."

"They were all killed before they could even light the signal fire."

The old man took a puff of his pipe and cursed:

"Why are you panicking?"

"This demon also has two eyes and two legs. It's not like we haven't seen it before."

"They are coming. I'm going to light the signal smoke and sound the alarm."

"If you make some achievements, you can go to Longzhou or Yuzhou and buy a big manor."

"I heard that the nearest Longzhou is pretty good."

The old man exhaled a puff of smoke, and the more he thought about it, the better the picture seemed.

The warm south and fertile land are what the border villages dream of.

The people of the deserted village settled here, besides the fact that there is no tax, there is another important reason, that is, they can make money.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin will give them money.

The villagers of the semi-military organization can detect intelligence and fight against demon soldiers. Most of the villagers have reached the Body Tempering Realm or even the Yuantai Realm.

They are more like a militia organization and can never be regarded as ordinary farmers.

The young man was anxious and quickly advised:
"Grandpa, at this time, you are still thinking about that little money. We..."

The old man exhaled smoke and said:

"There are so many things in the village, how can we leave them all behind?"

"Go quickly, I still need to keep watch!"

"Don't worry, the gentleman in the village said that the newspaper mentioned that the army of the Champion Marquis is coming."

"The demons are like grasshoppers in autumn. They won't be able to jump for long."

The old man was about to take another puff of his pipe when a sinister voice suddenly rang out from the watchtower:

"Who do you say is the grasshopper in autumn?"

The entire tower suddenly became quiet, and the old man and the young man's heartbeats seemed to stop for an instant.

"Enemy attack!!"

The old man immediately pressed the alarm bell on his waist. It was a product promoted by the Tianyou Army. It was cheap and had a loud sound. As long as someone pressed it, everyone in the village would hear it.

The moment the old man pressed the button, he opened his mouth.

It was so quiet that there was no sound at all.

It is common sense that a qualified assassin would carry a silencer.

Fang Fusheng doesn't want to get himself into trouble.

He held the sword and pierced the boy's heart with it. The boy showed an expression of disbelief on his face and then fell in a pool of blood.

"Qiu Sheng!"

"I will fight with you!"

Qiu Sheng is a famous genius in the village and the old man's most valued child. He is expected to advance to the Yuantai realm and join the Tianyou Army.

The old man growled and drew the dagger from his waist.

Bloody Killing Knife——killing people like grass!
A fierce aura burst out from the old man.

This old man was once a soldier under the Tianyou Army. He practiced for his entire life and reached the level of Yuantai Dacheng. He also killed a demon soldier with his own hands and enjoyed a high prestige in the village.

But what's the use of this?
Fang Fusheng is only one step away from his primordial spirit.

He came to slaughter villages, and no village could withstand such a strong man.

Sorry, you are just a token of your allegiance.

Fang Fusheng doesn't want to kill anyone, not because it is morally wrong, but because he doesn't want to bear the blood debt.

But there was nothing he could do.

Killing Sword——Human life is like grass!
He pierced the old man's heart with a sword. In the face of absolute strength, resistance was meaningless.

Dog thief!

The old man finally saw Fang Fusheng's appearance clearly. He was a human being, not like the demons. He did not have obvious demonic patterns and strange flesh and blood.

He opened his mouth and cursed with his last breath:
"You are such a traitor!"

The roar disappeared completely under the effect of the silent note.

But Fang Fusheng understood the old man's curse and became furious.

The word "traitor" hurt him deeply.

The next second, Fang Fusheng stomped on the old man's head and crushed it. Blood and brain matter spurted out and splattered all over the ground.

I am the legitimate son of the Fang family and the son of the prime minister, and I am born noble.

You are just a commoner from a village on the border. What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?

I can kill anyone I want, this is power, this is strength!
Everyone in the village will die!
Fang Fusheng was originally a sinister character who liked to bully the weak to fill the emptiness in his heart. Later, he gained power, learned the "Demon Seed Parasitic Art", and became a top player of the younger generation.

However, he was not respected.

Instead, he became a traitor in the old man's eyes, which made him feel very embarrassed.

kill!

At this moment, Fang Fusheng opened his arms.

The killing sword——bloody rain!
Just now, a lot of blood was flowing from the bodies of the young man and the old man. Under the control of the vital energy, the blood turned into handfuls of blood arrows.

He wanted to let all the people in this village die in the blood of their own people. That must feel great.

But to his surprise, another tower had already lit up a signal smoke signal!

There are two watchtowers in the deserted village. The village spent money to buy a pair of worn-out communication charms and water drippers.

tick, tick...

The water dripper will continuously emit a slight sound, which will be transmitted to another watchtower through the communication symbol.

Once the sound transmission from the watchtower stops, it means something has happened.

The silent note plays a huge role in the military.

Troops and soldiers can use this to conduct ambushes, sneak attacks, and even assassinations.

But the army has a way. They transmit sounds at regular intervals, and once the sound stops, they immediately sound an alarm, even a level one alarm.

The deserted village had already been put on a state of war readiness, and there was no way the other watchtower would misunderstand the situation, such as if the dripper was broken or the communication symbol was broken.

The old man’s duty is to guard these two things, and he must shout out immediately if they break.

He didn't cry out, so he must be dead.

The alarm lasts only three seconds.

The head of the deserted village is on the second watchtower, and the one on the first watchtower is his younger brother.

"Everyone, buy some time!"

"Yes!"

The people in the deserted village could not be regarded as farmers. They were excellent hunters and excellent militiamen. They took out their bows and arrows and aimed at the first watchtower.

so what?

They are nothing but ants.

Fang Fusheng was born noble, so he was very angry that the lower-level guards and soldiers were unwilling to kneel and lick his boots.

These people really deserve to die.

Damn them all.

Fang Fusheng has been practicing the "Demonic Parasite Art" ever since then, and his temper has become more and more violent, and he is easily angered. If it weren't for his Nine-Aperture Exquisite Heart, he would have gone astray with this practice long ago.

kill!

Blood arrows fall!
The mayor of the deserted village shouted:

"Raise your shields, raise your shields!"

At this moment, the old village chief understood what a terrifying and powerful person the one who attacked the village was. A strong man in the Yuanling realm was already a match for ten thousand men.

puff!puff!
Blood arrows pierced through the steel shields, reaping lives.

A sickly blush appeared on Fang Fusheng's face.

Right, that is it.

The more kills the better.

This is all their fault. If that old guy hadn't scolded me, why would I have killed them?

If you insult or look down on a noble person, all your nine clans will be punished.

Yes, I would do this, it must be my brother’s fault!

This was not the first time Fang Fusheng had massacred a village.

He looked like he had given up hope, and just when the people in the deserted village were about to be slaughtered, reinforcements arrived.

White Tiger Spear Technique—White Tiger Roaring to the Sky!
The reinforcements seemed to have seen through Fang Fusheng's location, and shot a White Tiger Spear straight at him from a distance. The entire spear seemed to be turning into a white tiger.

Danger, powerful soul!
Alarm bells rang in Fang Fusheng's body and he quickly fled from the watchtower.

The moment he escaped, the entire watchtower was completely destroyed.

That powerful Yuanshen master was the first to arrive despite starting later.

Come to death!

When the powerful Yuanshen saw that most of the people in the deserted village were killed or wounded, a look of rage appeared on his face.

White Tiger Spear Technique——The Killing Star is Coming!
The powerful Yuanshen had a long breath. When he saw Fang Fusheng trying to escape, the flying White Tiger Spear quickly returned to his hand, and then he shot out again.

What a terrible murderous intention.

Fang Fusheng's body froze at this moment.

what! !

A shrill scream burst out from Fang Fusheng's mouth.

The White Tiger Spear pierced his heart, nailing him to the ground, and his breath stopped.

The powerful Yuanshen came down immediately and said in a cold voice:
"Let me see who is this person who dares to invade my border and continue to massacre my villagers."

"You don't look like a demon."

"Is there anyone in this world who is more outrageous than me, Zhao Huchen?"

It turned out that this person was none other than Zhao Huchen, the adopted son of the Duke of Zhenguo.

Because he had offended the Marquis of Guanjun, he was exiled to the frontier by the Duke of Zhenguo to serve. Unexpectedly, his luck turned for the better and he made many contributions in the frontier. He was awarded the Dragon Yuan Immortal Pill and even advanced to the level of Yuanshen.

Now he is responsible for hunting down the bandits who massacred the village. Unexpectedly, he arrived a step late, causing heavy casualties in the deserted village, and his credit was reduced.

Zhao Huchen was furious and wanted to check Fang Fusheng's identity and grind him to ashes.

At this time he saw Fang Fusheng's face and was shocked.

(End of this chapter)