I Evolved The Heavens

All the way to the south, horseshoes rolled.

After half a month, Yang Yi finally came to Linhai Province, outside the Jinghai navy camp.

The Jing Naval Camp is extremely magnificent, stretching for dozens of miles, with almost no end in sight at a glance.

In the barracks, countless banners were hunting and hunting in the sea breeze; above the sea, countless ships shuttled back and forth.

The trumpet rang into the sky, and countless soldiers practiced the mighty voice, which shook the clouds in the sky apart.

Yang Yi looked from a distance and saw the overwhelming masculinity, like a raging fire, burning the sky red for a long time.

Above the South China Sea, there are many countries, among which Shenfeng Kingdom is the strongest.

However, because these countries have long surrendered to the big army and do not need to be prepared, there is only a naval battalion of the Jinghai Navy and 100,000 people on the coastline of the seven southern provinces that stretches for tens of thousands of miles.

Of course, the Jinghai Navy is a regular naval division and a deterrent force.

On the tens of thousands of miles of coastline of the seven southern provinces, there are hundreds of military camps, large and small, which belong to the local navy and are responsible for maintaining the security of one side of the sea on weekdays.

If they encounter powerful pirates, they will report to the Jinghai navy and let the Jinghai navy send troops to encircle and suppress.

Various roads were built around the camp of the Jinghai navy.

There are special roads for transporting food, sending troops, imperial roads from imperial edicts, and official roads for officials entering and leaving.

Soldiers guard every road, one post at a hundred steps, and one guard at five hundred steps.

On the food road in the distance, carts filled with food parcels, live pigs, chickens, ducks, soybeans, vegetables, etc., lined up in teams of dozens of miles and sent them to the barracks continuously.

This is not so much a military camp as it is a military town.

Regarding Yang Yi's upcoming arrival, Yan Zhen, the commander of the Jing Navy, had long been informed, so he waited outside the camp gate early in the morning, followed by the top ten commanders of the Jing Navy.

"Weichen Yan Zhen, pay tribute to Your Highness."

"At the end, the general will wait to see His Royal Highness."

Yan Zhen brought everyone forward and bowed in a salute, lowering his posture very low.

The prince Ming came to the Jinghai navy for training. Although he was only a general of the first army, the identity of the prince was placed here. How could they dare to be disrespectful?

Besides, Yang Yi is not only a Martial Dao Grand Great Master, but also a literary saint in the world. He founded Xinxue and his future is limitless.

Even they thought that Yang Yi had a great chance to become the next emperor.

As a frontier general, if he can take refuge in the future emperor in advance, his future status will naturally rise.

Yang Yi got off his horse and said with a hearty smile: "You generals don't need to be polite. Now that you have come to the Jinghai Navy, there will be no princes in the future, and some are just a general in the Jinghai Navy."

While talking, he saw the people's character panel.

Except for Yan Zhen, only four of the other ten leaders are Grand Great Masters, and all the others are Martial Masters at the pinnacle of Xiantian.

The commander can control 10,000 people. At this level, the influence of his own martial arts has been weakened, and his personal training and leadership abilities are more important.

Therefore, even Xiantian Martial Master can sit in the commanding position.

At the same time, the proficient skills of these people have one thing in common, that is, they are good at water warfare.

It didn't take a few seconds for Yang Yi to steal everyone's martial arts and skills. No matter how small a mosquito was, it was meat, not to mention the water warfare skills he needed urgently next.

Yan Zhen raised his head and looked at the people behind Yang Yi, suddenly his pupils shrank slightly.

He is Martial Dao Grand Great Master, and he still has a vision.

There are more than 20 people behind Prince Ming who are extremely condensed. Although they are silent and stand still, they are like beasts ready to attack, and they are likely to attack at any time.

"There are more than 20 Xiantian Martial Masters, and these two people can't even see the depth, are they Grand Great Masters?"

Yan Zhen was secretly shocked, this is really a big deal.

He smiled and said: "The prince must be a bit tired after eating and sleeping all the way. Let's enter the camp first. The Weichen has prepared a banquet for the prince."

"Okay, please."

Yang Yi nodded, he and Yan Zhen walked side by side, leading everyone into the barracks.

This is the habitual residence of the Jinghai Navy, so the barracks are not tents, but pieces of various buildings. Among them, Shuaiying is located in the center, not far from the seaside pier.

...

Shuaiying.

At the banquet.

Yan Zhen introduced ten leaders to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi also introduced the five people around Yan Zhen: "This is Yao Yueting Miss from the Yaochi school. Because she likes to learn, she is now studying next to me; this is Wei Zhan, my mother Wei family; this They are from the Red Chasing Sun, from the Yunmeng Empire. These two are also the Grand Great Masters of the Yaochi School, Nie Dao and Lei Jian."

Yan Zhen's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a storm in his heart.

There is nothing to say about Wei Zhan and Chi Chasing the Sun, but the existence of Yao Yueting represents a lot of meaning.

What to study, these are all lies.

Obviously, the Yaochi faction was betting on Prince Ming, and even sent Yaoyueting to Yang Yi, but didn't the Yaochi faction support the prince and the prince?

You must know that the prince and the prince didn't want to plead with the Yaochi faction, but they were ruthlessly rejected.

His father is Shaobao Yan Yuzhi. Because of the close communication between father and son, he has a very clear understanding of things in Yujing City. He knows that the Li-style school represented by Li Shenguang has taken refuge in Prince Ming’s family and let Prince Ming stay in the court. Have a very deep foundation.

Now it has the support of the Yaochi faction again, which means that it has the support of the three provinces of Yinzhou, and it also means that it has huge financial support, and it is already growing.

If you add own refuge, then Prince Ming will have a deep foundation in politics, military, and business. Coupled with his own fame today, his influence has far surpassed that of the prince.

Yan Zhen calmed his mind. He looked up at Yang Yi with a deep smile on his face. He knew that the other party had deliberately told him to show him his own influence.

The other party chose to come to Jinghai to experience, I'm afraid the target is himself.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhen smiled.

He hasn't chosen to join any party in these years. Isn't it because he can't be sure who can win the succession, so he dare not bet prematurely, so as not to harm the family.

But now, the future situation seems obvious.

...

After the banquet, Yang Yi and others entered an empty barracks.

He had just taken a hot bath under the service of Xia He and changed his clothes. Wei Zhan came to report, saying that it was Yan Zhen begging to see him.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Please go to the living room. I'll be there later."

Since Yan Zhen is here, it means that he has decided to take refuge in him.

One hundred thousand Jing Haijun, he held it in his hand.

...

living room.

"Great handsome!"

"Lord!"

After the two met, they took their seats.

Yan Zhen directly stated his intentions and said: "My prince, although my Yan family is a family of generals, there are many students in the family. I have a young son who is ten years old this year. I want him to study under your sect. ."

Yang Yi nodded happily and said, "Yes. I will change my blood soon and become Martial Saint. From now on, he can not only study with me, but also martial arts."

"The prince is going to make a breakthrough?"

Yan Zhen was shocked, his eyes widened suddenly, and his heart was ecstatic.

This is Martial Saint. On the face of Da Gan Ming, there are only three people. In addition, Prince Ming is also a double saint of civil and military affairs, and he is only fifteen years old, which is rare in ancient times.

If such a character can't become an emperor, it is simply unreasonable.

He didn't know that Yang Yi was actually the creator, otherwise the decision would be crazy.

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