Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 43 Eight-door Golden Lock Formation

Yuan Futong rebelled, and Wen Zhong led his army to suppress him.

Those who started the rebellion first must have been preparing secretly for many years. Those with only three or five hundred people cannot rebel.

Yuan Futong led the 72 princes in the north to raise the banner of rebellion. A part of the troops blocked the Northern Marquis Chonghouhu in Chongcheng and attacked him fiercely, while Yuan Futong himself led the army and swept across the entire north.

Master Wen needed to gather troops from all over. Chentang Pass, located in the northeast of Da Shang, close to the East China Sea, with convenient transportation, and a large amount of food, grass, and military equipment stored there. It was the only strong pass in the north of Da Shang and was the gathering place of the army.

Use the sturdy city walls to block the enemy's first wave of attacks, suppress the damage caused by the war within the territories of the two hundred princes in the north, and at the same time continuously gather the army to launch a defensive counterattack. This is the strategy of Master Wen.

The Shang Dynasty army camped outside the pass, forming a pincer attack with Chentang Pass. Deng Chanyu's so-called "enemy army of 100,000" was not to destroy the enemy, but to block it, to buy time for troops from all over the country to gather, and by the way, to hit the enemy's morale.

Wen Zhong led a group of generals out of the camp to watch the battle. Inside Chentang Pass, General Li Jing comforted his pregnant wife, rushed up the city wall in two steps, and looked into the distance.

"Pass on my military orders and deploy the troops!" Deng Chanyu changed into the attire of a military general and galloped through the crowd on his horse.

It is simply unrealistic to train 8,000 soldiers to be as skilled as one's own arms and legs in just a short time on the road. Knowledge in this era is monopolized by the upper class, and the literacy rate among civilians is extremely low. Not to mention the barbarian soldiers, even many Deng family soldiers cannot tell left from right.

She knows how to use the basic Taoist magic of turning beans into soldiers. In order to let the soldiers know where to run, she temporarily creates some "bean soldiers" that can be controlled by her spiritual consciousness as a prerequisite for setting up the formation.

"Deng Xiu, lead three thousand men and guard the three gates of life: Kai, Xiu, and Sheng."

"Order!"

"Xiao Qiao! Lead your people to guard the three evil gates: death, shock, and injury."

"Yes! General!"

"I'll guard Dumen and Jingmen by myself, everyone, run! Hurry!"

The Deng family soldiers and the barbarian soldiers followed the "Bean Soldiers" blindly, circling here once, then there twice, and the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation gradually took shape.

The formation for conferring gods is not the "formation diagram" advocated by Emperor Taizong of Song. The person in charge of these formations needs to have some level of Taoism.

There are a lot of contents about the deployment of troops in the heavenly book, most of which are the experience of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi in fighting Emperor Yan and Chiyou.

The Old Mother of Mount Li loves to collect female warriors and also likes to teach formations.

Deng Chanyu had a good talent in this area, and the magic weapon in her hand was of high level. In less than an incense stick of time, the eight-gate golden lock formation arranged by eight thousand soldiers according to the eight gates of rest, life, injury, stop, scene, death, shock, and opening had taken shape.

She took out her emerald Yin-Yang lamp, and with a light green halo flashing by, it divided the two yin and yang. The soldiers in the eight gates were connected with each other's yin and yang energy. A thousand people guarded one gate. In a trance, it seemed as if eight golden portals really appeared in the air.

Wen Zhong stroked his beard and said nothing. The formation set up by Deng Chanyu was not too strict. Considering that the Deng family had traveled thousands of miles from Nanjun to join the war and went out of the camp to meet the enemy without even taking a rest, the commander had high prestige on the one hand, and these soldiers were well-trained on the other.

He immediately took the opportunity to boost morale.

"Look at you all! The Deng family is so loyal to the court that they haven't even rested a moment since arriving at Chentang Pass. What about you? One of you complains about a lack of food and fodder, another about a lack of weapons. Do you have any respect for the Shang Dynasty? Do you have any sense of shame as a warrior?"

Wen Taishi lectured his generals like grandsons. Mo Liqing, the eight-meter-tall general from Jiameng Pass who looked like a mountain of flesh even when sitting on the ground, felt aggrieved. These southern barbarians, the moment they arrived, started causing trouble! He had never heard of the term "involution," but he understood its meaning.

He immediately clasped his fists and said in a deep voice, "Please give the order, Grand Master. My brothers are willing to fight to the death for the court!"

In addition to the Mo brothers, several other generals also expressed similar views.

Wen Zhong was very satisfied. The army's morale was high, and now it was up to the Deng family.

He opened the third eye on his forehead and looked towards the center of the formation. The disciples of the Jiejiao were all very good at formations. He could see that the treasure used by Deng Chanyu to suppress the formation was extremely extraordinary, but he could not tell what it was specifically.

Even Wen Zhong is a little envious, there are so many magic weapons on Nuwa's side.
He was envious, but Li Jing at Chentang Pass was jealous.

He became a disciple of Du'e Zhenren from West Kunlun. Du'e Zhenren was a poor man who said that it was difficult for Li Jing to become an immortal and that he could only enjoy the wealth of the world. Before leaving, he gave him two words of blessing and then let him go down the mountain empty-handed. They were a master and a disciple, but he didn't give him a penny.
Now, seeing that such a young person like Deng Chanyu could easily take out a treasure that he had never seen in his life, he felt very jealous.

Deng Chanyu was on full alert, and soon, Yuan Futong's vanguard arrived at the front.

She watched from afar. Wen Zhong's fifteen years of fighting were truly well-deserved. Aside from giants like the Mo brothers, most Shang generals rode horses. Even King Zhou rode a Xiaoyao horse into battle. Yuan Futong's men were different. They rode all sorts of jackals, tigers, and leopards, clad in animal skins, their muscles bulging, and wielding a myriad of weapons.

Are these the seventy-two northern princes of the Shang Dynasty?
If all the Marquis of Nanbo had subordinates like this, the Deng family would not be able to conquer Nanjun even with a million-strong army.

Deng Chanyu felt that she was not fighting a human civil war, but a group of orcs led by Gul'dan.

Do you want to be so exaggerated?

Knowing that she couldn't lose heart, she immediately sent a message to the entire army through the halo of the Liang Yi lamp.

"Hold your ground! Anyone who retreats will be killed! Anyone who makes noise will be killed! Hold your swords tightly and show these northerners how powerful we are!"

The rebels' "orc" vanguard stopped, and several generals who looked like northern princes began to discuss.

The "merchants" lined up. As rebels, they must fight, but they still need to study how to fight.

Before they could figure out a strategy, bursts of loud singing came from the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation opposite.

"It is an auspicious day, and the emperor will be pleased. He strokes the long sword and the jade earrings, and the jade rings ring like crystals. The jade mat and the jade ornaments are spread, and the fragrant jade will be served. The orchid dishes are steamed on the orchid mat, and the cinnamon wine and pepper juice are poured."

The illiterate people in the rebel army looked at each other, their eyes as big as copper bells were full of confusion. What on earth was the southern raccoon dog singing?
A few educated people were speechless. It's okay for southerners to sing a song, but this song is a praise of Donghuang Taiyi, right? This is the song of our demon tribe!

They didn't know why the enemy was singing this song, but they could see clearly that the light green light covering the formation was getting stronger and stronger, and the power of the formation became stronger under the influence of the song.

"We can't let them sing anymore! This formation is mediocre. They all have to obey my orders." Yuan Futong's vanguard general is one of the seventy-two princes. His name is Bifang. He is a direct descendant of the demon god Bifang. His true form is a large fiery red bird like a crane with only one leg.

The blood of the demon god is still relatively pure in the body of this vanguard general, but now facing the enemy's formation, war songs, suppression objects, and the person in charge of the formation, he feels like he has a thorn in his back. This formation is not easy to break, so it is best to let others try first.

(End of this chapter)