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Volume 1 Chapter 365: Dadu River God, summoning the land

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    A tragic aura spread from the army, and the chilling aura caused the birds in the distant jungle to flap their wings and fly away.

    Chen Jiu was eating brown rice, which tasted sweet. Chao Xiaoyu naturally looked down on such coarse food, and ate pills as a supplement every day.

    "Go to war".

    The horn sounded and the war drums resounded throughout Tongguan, and countless people spontaneously came out to see off the soldiers.

    Chen Jiu is sitting on the horse like an old god, his eyes are not squinting. In front of Chen Jiu is General Iron Wolf, with an army of 200,000 people twisting and circling like a long snake.

    The army marched unimpeded and soon left Tongguan, approaching the battlefield where the two tribes were fighting.

    A surging river blocked everyone's way. The river was dozens of miles wide. Unless they had supernatural powers, all the soldiers had to travel by boat.

    On the other side of the river, you can clearly see the troops and horses of the Southern Barbarians mobilizing, and the armies of the two tribes are facing each other across the river.

    Zhou Dynasty sent 200,000 troops, but the opponent might not send 300,000 troops. The number of troops would be slightly disadvantaged. The key lies in the operational ability of the general. The incompetence of one general can kill a thousand troops. This is definitely not a lie.

    "The army is encamped."

    Several generals gathered together, and General Tielang looked at Chen Jiu: "Chen Jiu, you are the smartest here. Tell me what the other party is doing, and they are facing each other across the river."

    Chen Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly: "There are two possibilities for this matter. The first possibility is that the other party has made a fuss on this river, and the second possibility is that the other party has elite naval forces."

    "It's a joke that the Southern Barbarians will have elite naval forces." A general laughed when he heard this, but he didn't believe that those little elm lumps could produce any elite naval forces.

    "The only way to cross the river is to build a boat. I'm afraid the other party will be caught off guard as soon as we get ashore. This matter requires careful planning," said a general.

    "Building a bridge to cross the river, if you don't know how long it will take to build a ship, once the morale of the army is low, defeat will be inevitable." Li Guang was worthy of being a general who had experienced countless wars, and he quickly made a decision.

    In the Nanman camp, there were more than a dozen people sitting in a simple tent. These dozen people were all sturdy men. Each of them had a bald head, with only a pigtail on the back of his head.

    In front of everyone are tables.  The table was filled with wine and meat.  Sitting at the head of the table was the Nanman King. On the surface, the Nanman King looked like a rude man, but his drinking behavior seemed gentle. He was obviously deeply poisoned by the Chinese culture.

    "Everyone, guess what one of our generals is doing now?"

    A barbarian general smiled.  He drank the wine suddenly and said: "It goes without saying. The general must have a headache from crossing the river. Now he is either building a wooden bridge or building a ship."

    Another barbarian general nodded: "The key to marching and fighting is to go all out in one go and then fall back. If we are exhausted three times, we will delay it for two or three days. When the opponent's morale drops to the lowest point, we will kill him and we will make him fall on his back and return with a great defeat."

    The Barbarian King touched his beard: "But the generals still have to be careful. The Chinese are the most cunning. No one knows whether they are playing some trick, so you must be on guard."

    The two sides faced each other across a river and were wary of each other. Although the river, which was dozens of miles wide, could block the army, it was not a problem for martial arts masters at all. It was like a small puddle under their feet, which they could cross with a single step.

    After a feast, the soldiers retreated, waves of waves sounded in the tent, and a figure made of water vapor appeared in the barbarian king's tent.

    "I wonder what the water god has to do here?" the Barbarian King looked at the figure and said.

    The tone was equal and not condescending at all.

    "We have agreed that once I prevent the other party from crossing the river, you will make me the Southern Barbarian Water God. The king will probably not forget this."

    The Barbarian King smiled: "Of course I won't forget that I am not the kind of person who breaks a promise."

    The Water God nodded: "Having said that, the strength of the Zhou army on the shore was beyond my expectation, and it hurt me a lot, so I have to ask your Majesty for help."

    "What does the Water God mean by these words? Could it be that he wants to break the contract?" The Barbarian King suddenly changed his expression.

    The Water God shook his head: "Your Majesty, you should know that the evil energy of the army can make ghosts and gods evade changes. Otherwise, once you are hit by the energy and blood, you will end up in a state of disarray. And there is only one way to avoid being affected by the opponent, and that is to get the orthodoxy."

    "What do you mean?" the Barbarian King asked doubtfully.

    "The king's barbarian tribe naturally has its own national destiny. Although it is not as good as that of the Zhou Dynasty, it is enough to protect me. As long as the king now makes me a water god, I will naturally be protected by the luck of the southern barbarians and not be harmed by the evil spirit."

    "This,,,," the Barbarian King hesitated slightly after hearing this. It is not that simple to become a god. Every timeThe gods will wreak havoc on the country's luck, consuming the original power of luck, so we have to be cautious.

    "Is it possible that your Majesty will regret it?" the Water God said softly.

    The Barbarian King was startled. Now he still needs to rely on the Water God to fight against the opposing army. It is not easy to offend him now: "Now that the two countries are at war, the luck is lost at this time and the results are unfavorable. It is really embarrassing for me. I am afraid that my generals will not allow it."  .

    "In this case, the agreement between me and the king is void."

    "Wait a minute!" Seeing that the Water God was about to disappear into the tent, the Barbarian King shouted.

    "I wonder what else your Majesty has to do?"

    "Although I can't make you the water god, but now I make you the Hebo of this river, you can also be protected by my barbarian luck and reduce part of the blood evil impact. This is the king's final bottom line. If you don't want to, then  Just one shot and two breaks up."

    The Water God turned around and nodded: "Then please ask your Majesty to write an edict."

    The Barbarian King remained calm on the surface, but in his heart he secretly hated the Water God for taking advantage of the situation, and looked worried.

    The Man King slowly wrote the edict and stamped it with his seal: "Your Excellency, you must remember that you must block the Zhou army for our Southern Barbarians. If you can't block it, this edict will be invalid."

    "I understand," the Water God said after taking the edict.

    Looking at the shining edict, the Water God exuded a yellow light, wrapping the core talisman, and then disappeared into the tent with the edict.

    After the water god left, the Barbarian King looked ugly: "This water god is not trustworthy. He had promised to block the Zhou army for me before, but now he takes the opportunity to threaten me. He really deserves death. When I almost succeed, I must deprive him of his god."  The position is not available."

    The moment the Water God took over the talisman, a lot of the luck of the entire barbarian clan was instantly taken away. If it weren't for the masters who suppressed the luck, the Water God would have taken away 10% of their luck this time.

    Looking at the turbulent waves of the river, Chen Jiu felt a divine power. His eyes lit up and he said to Tie Lang: "General, this river contains the power of incense. I am afraid that a god will live in it again. Why don't we take out this river god?"  , ask it to stop the current and send us across the river."

    The general took a closer look and found out that there was indeed a trace of divine power spreading across the river. "As long as this river god is captured, there is no need to worry about crossing the river."

    As he spoke, Iron Wolf took out his command talisman: "Ox ghosts and snake gods, listen to your orders. I am the general of the Zhou Dynasty. I have specially ordered you to come to see me. If the river god doesn't show up quickly,"

    "Three times in a row, Tie Lang looked ugly and said: "There is clearly the power of incense in this river, why can't we capture the water god of this river?"

    The imperial court is the orthodoxy of heaven and earth. Ordinary gods cannot resist the call of officials, especially the military strategist's command talisman, which is extremely powerful and can frighten ghosts and gods.

    "Since the river god has no response, why not summon the land here and ask."

    The earth has spirit, and it breeds the master of a region, the land.

    When Tielang heard this, his face was gloomy: "Ox ghosts and snake gods obey the order, and the land will appear quickly."

    As the words fell, a whirlpool appeared on the ground, and a short old man with a gray beard appeared at the feet of several people.

    The land didn¡¯t dare to raise its head at all. It only knew that someone was using great supernatural powers to capture itself, and it was impossible for it to resist.

    "You are our own land."

    "It's just the villain." Tu Tu accompanied the smiling face and looked at the busy soldiers in the distance without leaving a trace. His smile was even more like a flower.

    "Let me ask you, does this river have gods?"

    Tutu said: "Of course there are gods. This river is called Dadu River. The gods in the water are wild gods and are not restricted."

    "Since there are gods, why don't you obey the general's edict?" Tie Lang said with a cold face.

    "General, the Dadu River belongs to the wilderness, and the gods are also the gods of the wilderness. How can you obey my imperial edict of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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