Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

Yang Zhao chuckled and said, "I'll listen to Master Yue."

Zhao Defang took a deep breath, suppressed his dissatisfaction, and said, "Alright, that's it. You little bastard, you are bringing the Yinshi Dragon Court to Guanlong of the Great Sui Dynasty now. Aren't you afraid that those aristocratic families will join forces to fight you?"

Yang Zhao smiled calmly and said, "Grandmaster Yue, on the day I opened my mansion, the Great Sui Demon Sect completely surrendered to me. There are four Martial Saint Ceiling experts, four Martial Saint Peak experts, and more than twenty Martial Saint experts. In addition to the foundation of my Yang family, those aristocratic families are now afraid that I will break the rules, and they dare not."

In one word, domineering.

Yang Zhao's tone was very calm, but his spirit of domineering and overwhelming was overwhelming.

Hearing Yang Zhao's words, Zhao Defang, Fan Zhongyan, Cao Wei and others were all shocked.

There is a reason why the Sui Dynasty once ranked above the Song Dynasty.

There are such a large number of Martial Saints, if we don’t count the gods and spirits that offer incense to the dead, the number would be roughly the same as the total number of all the living warriors in the entire Song Dynasty.

Of course, if the Song Dynasty was good at defending the strong and attacking the weak, it would not be afraid of attacks from strong enemies because it had the protection of the incense and gods in the national temple.

But on second thought, those gods and spirits in the Yinshi Dragon Court of the Song Dynasty are all under the command of Yang Zhao.

Zhao Defang felt depressed again.

This little bastard has completely taken control of the Zhao family's foundation.

Zhao Defang looked at Yang Zhao deeply, and finally could only sigh dejectedly, saying: "Forget it, forget it. I can't beat you, little bastard. It's up to you, it's up to you."

"Since you are confident that you can withstand the pressure from the great Sui Dynasty aristocratic families, then let the Yinshi Dragon Spirit enter Guanlong."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Defang walked out with a somewhat haggard look on his face.

Yang Zhao felt Zhao Shirong's reluctance in his arms, and his heart softened. He said, "Grandmaster Yue, it's getting dark, how about staying one more night?"

Zhao Defang roared without even turning his head, "Get lost!"

Both Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong were unable to overcome Zhao Defang's resentment and parted ways with him in the dark night.

And just when Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong were reluctant to leave.

This was outside Luoyang City, the eastern capital of the Sui Dynasty.

The camps under Yang Xuangan's command were connected for dozens of miles, but they were not concentrated together. Instead, which was not in line with the common sense of military strategists, they were arranged in groups like scattered stars.

In the commander's camp, Yang Xuangan had a sad look on his face.

The layout of this camp was all arranged by his own father Yang Su and Lu Miaozi. Yang Xuangan was just a general in name only, but he could not do anything about it.

As for the military, Yang Su handed over full authority to Yang Xuangan.

But those hundreds of thousands of civilians completely disobeyed Yang Xuangan's orders.

Now, if Yang Xuangan issued an order, it would take one hour just to pass the order, and another hour to communicate with the civilian camp.

This is fucking terrible. It's hard for the army to even have a meal, let alone a fight like that.

Chapter 552: Yang Xuangan feels wronged

As the saying goes, before the soldiers and horses move, food and grass go first.

In ancient times, marching and fighting relied on bravery and courage. Therefore, the army's food, meals, mobilization, etc. became very important.

If you can't even eat properly, it's useless even if you have a god of war.

Yang Xuangan is now facing the difficulty of not having enough food to eat.

As a contemporary of Yang Guang, Li Yuan, Yu Wenzhi and others, Yang Xuangan was actually a very capable man.

Even among the Hongnong Yang family over thousands of years, Yang Xuangan can be considered one of the top geniuses.

There was no other reason, it was because Yang Xuangan had obtained the military heritage of the Pre-Qin period which no one in the Hongnong Yang family had been able to fully activate for thousands of years, and he even obtained the core element of that military heritage, the Purple Thunder Magic.

According to rumors, the Purple Thunder Art is a technique used by the Thunder God to achieve enlightenment in ancient times.

Different from other ways of achieving enlightenment like Tianmo Cangqiu, the Thunder God of ancient times had long since perished, and his soul had been completely integrated into the laws of heaven and earth. The martial arts he left behind is itself an existence like a law.

In other words, as long as you practice the Purple Thunder Divine Art.

If everything goes well, there will be no obstacles along the way, and you don't even need to take the path of Martial Saint. You can follow the ancient path and step into a realm above the immortals on earth. You can ignore the traps of Heaven, bear the mark of Heaven's Heart, and prove your Dao to become the pinnacle of humanity.

Except for the Purple Thunder Divine Art.

Yang Xuangan also used up his family wealth to train an army of 100,000 thunderbolts based on the military strategy inherited from military strategists. All members followed the ancient martial arts and could be called heavenly soldiers.

With this configuration, if it weren't for Yang Su's pressure.

Yang Xuangan rebelled as soon as Yang Jian faked his death and left the world.

Now Yang Guang, with the Li clan and the Guandong families, gathered a million troops to conquer Liaodong. It was a godsend opportunity, allowing Yang Xuangan to arrive at the city of Luoyang without any obstacles.

The soldiers are at the gates of the city.

Yang Xuangan had all kinds of feelings. As long as he pushed a little harder, the door to Luoyang would be completely open to him.

But it doesn't matter. My biological father Yang Su and that old guy Lu Miaozi are just inhumane in all ways.

The ancient heavenly soldiers also needed to eat.

While stationed at the outskirts of Luoyang City, Yang Xuangan discovered several times a golden opportunity that would have allowed him to capture Luoyang in one fell swoop and fulfill his dream of being an emperor.

The first time, Yang Xuangan gathered all the troops and asked the civilians to cook. He only needed to have a full meal to achieve great achievements.

Then, it took hundreds of thousands of laborers more than four hours to cook the rice.

After the meal, let alone the good opportunity on the battlefield, even Yang Xuangan himself had no morale, not to mention the 100,000 troops under his command.

The second time, after Yang Xuangan discovered the opportunity for battle, he learned his lesson and did not let the civilians cook. Instead, he sent out his personal soldiers to run back and forth in the surrounding counties early in the morning to buy a full meal.

But just when Yang Xuangan issued a war mobilization and was preparing to charge the wall with his army.

Yang Xuangan discovered that while he was having a meal with his army, hundreds of thousands of troops cleverly and coincidentally opened up the mountains and dug up water, just blocking the army's route.

The third time, the fourth time...

Every time he thought about it, Yang Xuangan felt like crying.

After ten days of siege, not a single arrow was shot at Luoyang City. Even the defenders of Luoyang City did not consider themselves human.

Once, Yang Xuangan was patrolling the city, looking for an opportunity to fight.

The Luoyang defenders on the city wall actually took off their armor and swords and roasted themselves on the city wall in front of him.

By now Yang Xuangan has received the news.

Yang Guang, the Li family, the Guandong aristocratic families, etc., have begun to retreat from Liaodong with a million troops and countless civilians. Even the 300,000-strong vanguard army is about to pass through Youzhou and enter the Central Plains.

In this case, it's just a messy hard drive.

I'm afraid that after seeing this, Yang Guang's vanguard generals would die of laughter on the spot without even needing to attack.

In fact, Yang Xuangan knew some of the plans of his father Yang Su and Lu Miaozi. From the beginning, he had no intention of actually starting a fight. He was afraid that they were setting up camp under the city, which was just a cover to deceive people and provide a cover for changing the terrain and feng shui formation of Luoyang City.

But what he lost was his ambition and reputation.

In fact, this is trampling on one's own dignity and soul.

He is only his biological father. If it were someone else, even his own son, who dared to do this to him, he would slap the other person's head off.

Yang Xuangan could even imagine that once Yang Guang's army returned to the capital, he would be defeated.

By then, Yang Guang, Li Yuan, Yu Wenzhi and other peers will laugh at him. Maybe when the news spreads, even the people of the entire Sui Dynasty will laugh at him.

No, we can't just sit there and wait for death.

Even if he is your biological father, you can't treat yourself like this.

If you are not allowed to attack Luoyang, you can just attack the surrounding areas by yourself.

In the commander's camp, Yang Xuangan thought with a worried look on his face for the whole night.

When it was dawn, Yang Xuangan couldn't wait to go to the tent where his close friends Yang Su and Lu Miaozi were hiding.

"Dad, I... No, why haven't you two gone to bed yet?"

Before Yang Xuangan entered the tent, he mustered up his courage and prepared to be tough in front of his own father.

But as soon as he entered the tent, he saw Yang Su wearing armor and holding a steel knife, and Lu Miaozi surrounding a miniature array plate, outlining endless array patterns, and Yang Xuangan shuddered all over.

The main thing was that when Yang Xuangan entered the tent, Yang Su turned his head and his eyes turned red, which was so scary.

The original toughness was changed into a greeting.

Yang Su glanced at Yang Xuangan, and then continued to stare at Lu Miaozi drawing the array pattern on the array plate. Without turning his head, he said, "If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just fart! The arrangement that your uncle Lu and I have made is about to reach a critical moment, and we are ready to finish it."

Yang Xuangan's eyes lit up and he said, "Dad, are you almost done with your elders' affairs?"

Yang Su said, "Well, your wish to lead troops to fight has been fulfilled. You should pack up and prepare for the defeat and flee to Chang'an. Dad has already made arrangements. Yang Guang's vanguard general is Dad's old friend Yu Juluo. He will help you perform this scene well."

Yang Xuangan: “…”

There was a long pause and dead silence.

Yang Su suddenly turned his head and said, "Why are you still here, you evil boy?"

Yang Xuangan was about to cry. The strong man said aggrievedly, "No, Dad, if we rebel and besiege Luoyang City without firing a single sword, aren't you afraid that Yang Guang will suspect your purpose?"

It's not possible to directly ask for a fight, so I can only take a roundabout way.

When Yang Su heard what Yang Xuangan said, he was also slightly stunned and thought for a moment.

Then, Yang Su seemed to have thought of something, and took out a list from his pocket and said, "His Royal Highness Prince Zhao has already established a government and has been recognized by heaven and earth, and his dynasty is thriving."

"Son, I have an important mission for you. Follow this list, attack the city, and capture the people on the list. These are all gifts that I personally selected for His Highness."

Yang Xuangan: “…”.

Chapter 553: Lu Miaozi Carves the Luoyang City Plate

Yang Xuangan really didn't know how to evaluate his own father's performance. After thinking about it, he felt that there were only two words that could describe it: licking the slack.

Yang Xuangan had also heard about the affairs of King Zhao of Chang'an.

Since childhood, he was not liked by the deposed Crown Prince Yang Yong and was sent to Guangmingding of Kunlun Mountain. At the age of 18, he took down the entire Ming Cult in one go, and then entered the Jiangnan area of ​​the Song Dynasty. He fought wars in the south and the north and became one of the two saints of the Song Dynasty.

After returning to Chang'an, he lay dormant for half a year, and in one fell swoop took over Guanlong and Longnan, defeated the Li clan, tricked Li Shimin three times, seized the Heshi Bi in Luoyang City, fought against several martial saints with the Jingnian Zen Sect, and completely destroyed Cihang Jingzhai.

Moreover, just recently, news came from Chang'an about the strange phenomena in heaven and earth when King Zhao was offering sacrifices to heaven and earth.

Even a rather conceited and brave warrior like Yang Xuangan admired such an existence very much, and it didn't matter even if he had to work for King Zhao.

But serving is one thing, but being a sycophant is really too much.

Yang Xuangan felt sad but helpless because the man in front of him was his own father.

Forget it, forget it, it’s better to have some fight than no fight.

Yang Xuangan held the so-called list and walked out of the tent silently.

"Rongyang Zheng family, Zheng Guanyin."

"Lu Mingyue, the Lu family of Fanyang."

"Qinghe Cui family, Cui Yingying."

"Aren't these the three great beauties from the Guanzhong family? What a sin!"

Rongyang City, Fanyang City, and Qinghe County are all extremely famous prosperous and fortified cities in the Central Plains. They are also the locations of three of the largest families in the Central Plains.

Never mind, at least I can make a name for myself.

Yang Xuangan didn't care who was on his father's list. He just felt that if he could capture these strong cities, he might be able to restore his reputation a little.

Yang Xuangan actually didn't have much obsession with becoming an emperor.

Because Yang Xuangan had been suppressed for much longer than his father Yang Su, even when he was training his army of thunder and lightning or raising an army to rebel, all he wanted to do was to prove that he was a top genius who was no less talented than his father.

Just as Yang Xuangan was leaving with a look of melancholy.

At this time, Yang Su and Lu Miaozi were in the tent.

After more than ten days of surveying, modifying and operating, Lu Miaozi finally designed a complete sealing formation.

Luoyang City is a super city designed by Lu Miaozi together with famous officials and craftsmen according to the request of his old friend Yang Su. It is in harmony with the stars in the sky, the laws of the earth, and the human nature in the middle. The three elements of heaven, earth and man are integrated into one, and with the help of the power of the Three Enclosures, Luoyang City can be transformed into a paradise.

There is more than one outstanding person in this world, Zhao Kuangyin.

Zhao Kuangyin, after failing to swallow a dragon, relied on his extremely powerful cultivation to open up a royal mausoleum in the void where the Song Dynasty was located.