I have a role in the heavens

Wang Ziteng was heartbroken and did not dare to fight anymore. The blood and energy in his body surged wildly and he shouted loudly.

"Ming Jin withdraws his troops and withdraws!"

Wang Ziteng turned his horse's head, led the generals to cut off the rear, fought and retreated, and fled in embarrassment, leaving behind countless corpses.

In this battle, Wang Ziteng returned with a great defeat. Only less than 30,000 of the 80,000-strong army returned to Zhenbei City. The northern border suddenly became extremely dangerous. The 150,000-strong army came to the city and was in danger.

Wang Ziteng couldn't care about anything else and could only ask the court for help. He also understood that he had lost his troops and generals, and had no chance of becoming a general or a prime minister. He had aged more than ten years in an instant and no longer had any ambition.

The imperial court was shocked when they received Wang Ziteng's eight-hundred-mile expedited battle report. Emperor Yuan Kang held a court meeting to discuss sending troops. Now the Xungui Group has fallen. Even Beijing Wang Shuirong is just talking on paper, and no one can rule it. The soldiers went out to fight and defeated the Tatar army. For a while, people in the government and the public were panicked.

In the palace of the Supreme Emperor, Emperor Yuan Kang came here, bowed to the indifferent Emperor Tai Zhen above, and said.

"Father, this time Wang Ziteng's defeat is not entirely his fault. There are strange people in the Tatar army. My son wants to enshrine Longhu Mountain and accompany the army!"

After hearing this, Emperor Taizhen put down the wine glass in his hand, his expression instantly became serious, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly.

"It turns out that it was the shaman of the Immortality Cult who took action. No wonder the Tatars were able to dominate the grasslands this time and their troops were so sharp!"

"I agree to this matter and will let the old minister in the palace take action!"

Emperor Taizhen had read the secret history of the royal family and knew some secrets that ordinary people didn't know. The shamans of the Immortality Sect on the grassland were not easy to mess with. If there were no Taoist masters accompanying the army, it would be difficult to repel the Tatar army.

"Thank you very much, son!"

Emperor Yuankang breathed a sigh of relief. He had read Wang Ziteng's battle report. Ever since the black wind fell from the sky, the battle had an unusual atmosphere. He understood that it must be the stranger from the grassland who took action, so he came to see Tai. Emperor Zhen wanted to let the master of Longhu Mountain take action against the shaman of the Immortality Sect.

After saying this, Emperor Yuankang hesitated and moved his lips a few times, not knowing how to speak.

Emperor Taizhen glanced at his son and immediately understood what he was thinking. He rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"If you have something to say, say it. If you have something to say, let it go. Don't interrupt my fun!"

The corners of Emperor Yuan Kang's mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly lamented that his father's heart is still old. He has gained seven or eight brothers in the past few years. He is so vigorous, and his sword is still young.

"Now that the talents of the Honorable Group are withering, there is only one person suitable to lead the army. However, this person has just been punished and demoted. He is in some trouble. Please give me some advice from my father!"

When Emperor Taizhen heard this, he immediately understood who Emperor Yuankang was talking about. He lowered his head and thought about it. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly raised his head and said.

"Jia Chang needs to be given a step back in this matter, otherwise he may give up his job!"

"This is exactly what my son is worried about. Jia Chang has a rebellious character and prefers the soft to the tough. If there is no suitable step, he will definitely not lead the army on an expedition!"

Emperor Yuankang had an idea in mind, but he needed to consider Emperor Taizhen's opinion on this matter, so he deliberately didn't mention it.

Emperor Taizhen was old and sophisticated, and his power skills were at the peak. How could he not know what Emperor Yuankang was thinking? He frowned and cursed angrily.

"You clearly know how to do it, but you let me be the villain. It's really treacherous. How could I pass on such a thing to you in the first place!"

"Okay, I know what to do, get out of here!"

Emperor Taizhen threw the wine glass in front of him at Emperor Yuankang's feet, with a look of disgust on his face, as if he had eaten dog shit.

Emperor Yuankang got an advantage, so he accepted it as soon as he saw it, bowed and said.

"Son, resign!"

Emperor Yuankang turned and left, and his figure gradually disappeared from Emperor Taizhen's eyes.

Emperor Taizhen picked up the new wine glass again, filled it with wine, and drank it all in one gulp. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a bit of relief.

"Thick-faced and dark-hearted, I saw the right person!"

"Xia Cheng!"

Emperor Taizhen shouted outside the palace, and the eunuch Xia Cheng ran in quickly, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully.

"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

Emperor Taizhen put down his wine glass again, with a bit of chill on his face, and said sternly.

"Published the decree, the loyal and obedient king behaved arbitrarily and was extremely stubborn. He was demoted to the county king and fined for two years. He closed his door to think about his mistakes and was not allowed to go out without an order!"

Xia Cheng was stunned when he heard this. What kind of song was this? I didn't hear that King Zhongshun did anything extraordinary during this period. How could he be demoted suddenly?

Emperor Taizhen pondered for a moment, then spoke again, his voice was clear and clear, unlike an old man's, revealing the majesty of an emperor.

"Jia Zheng, a foreign minister from the Ministry of Industry, teaches his children well, is loyal and patriotic, is promoted to be a doctor in the Ministry of Industry, and is rewarded with a goldfish bag!"

Xia Cheng immediately understood Emperor Taizhen's intention and took the order. First, he went to Prince Zhongshun's Mansion to announce the decree. King Zhongshun was so angry that he smashed many valuables, and then went to Rongguo Mansion. Jia Zheng felt baffled, but he was still very angry. Happy.

The next day, Emperor Yuankang issued a decree, appointing Wu'anbo Jia Chang as commander, and led an army of 100,000 to go north to resist the Tatar invasion from the south.

Wu'anbo Jia Chang accepted the order happily and led the army to march day and night, arriving at Zhenbei City as quickly as possible.

In Zhenbeicheng, in the lobby, Jia Chang sat at the top and Wang Ziteng sat at the bottom. The generals were arranged in order. The atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and extremely depressing.

"Brother Chang, the Tatar army has been attacking Zhenbei City for several days. They are almost crazy. The soldiers and horses in the city are almost exhausted. Thanks to your timely arrival!"

With a slight smile on his face, Wang Ziteng said to Jia Chang above him that in terms of seniority, he was Jia Chang's uncle, but whether Jia Chang recognized him or not was another matter.

Jia Chang glanced at Wang Ziteng. This was the first time he had seen the leaders of the previous generation of the four major families. Sure enough, he had some abilities. He was highly accomplished in the Qi and Blood realm. He was a first-class military commander. He was upright, resolute and majestic. No wonder he could rise in the army. , but due to bad luck, he actually bumped into the Tatar tribe and was defeated in a battle. It will be difficult to go further in this life.

"The king is in control, this is the army, you might as well call me General Wu Anbo!"

Jia Chang did not recognize this cheap uncle, Mrs. Wang's brother, who had no relationship with him at all. Jia Chang showed an extremely cold and distant attitude.

Wang Ziteng's expression froze, he put away his smile with some embarrassment, and sighed. He was now a defeated general, so he could only speak with his hands.

"It's a discourtesy of the lower official. Please don't blame Wu Anbo!"

"Wang Tong made harsh remarks, so I won't blame him!"

Jia Chang said lightly, looking away from Wang Ziteng and looking outside the city. His eyes were clear and bright, black and white could be distinguished. A ray of starlight flashed in the pupils. A black giant wolf stood in the void, with a ferocious face and blood. In the large mouth of the basin, there are jagged fangs, black saliva dripping, and a fishy smell.

"The Tartar wolf is quite vicious!"

Hearing this, an old man wearing a dragon and tiger Taoist robe on Jia Chang's right also looked at the void outside the city, with a heavy look in his eyes, and said in a condensed voice.

"Wu Anbo, don't underestimate Tatar. The shamans of the Immortality Sect have weird methods and amazing magical powers. If you are not careful, you will be tricked. Even an experienced person must be in awe!"

Jia Chang turned to look at the old Taoist priest, feeling his aura, and shook his head slightly, but it was slightly stronger than Qi and Blood Realm Perfection, and was not his enemy in one union, with a nonchalant smile on his face.

When the old Taoist priest saw this, he frowned and said with a wry smile on his face.

"The old Taoist knows that Wu Anbo's martial arts is amazing. He can be said to be the best in the world. He can control the evil spirit of weapons and is no weaker than the old Taoist and others. However, the Immortality Sect has three great shamans here this time. They are all top Taoist masters at the real level. I It’s better to be careful when you wait!”

The old Taoist priest mistakenly thought that Jia Chang was young and energetic, unruly and arrogant, so he reminded him again.

Jia Chang waved his hand, interrupted the old Taoist priest, and said with great confidence.

"A crumbling dog is not worth mentioning!"

"The army will rest for the night and will leave the city for a decisive battle tomorrow. I will defeat the Tatars in one fell swoop and completely eliminate the threat to the grasslands!"

Although Wang Ziteng was dissatisfied with Jia Chang's attitude, he also knew that this was not the time for conflicts, so he quickly reminded him.

"Wu Anbo, you must not do this. The Tatar army is powerful and cannot be underestimated. Resigning from the rank will serve as a lesson!"

Jia Chang stood up, unruly, majestic and resolute, looked at Wang Ziteng and said in a deep voice.

"The king's rule doesn't need to go far, I have already decided that this battle will be won!"

After that, Jia Chang entered the back hall, completely ignoring the advice of Wang Ziteng and the old Taoist priest, and was extremely stubborn, insisting on a decisive battle with the Tatar army tomorrow.

The next day, when the sky was dark and the army had breakfast, they all gathered together. Jia Chang was riding a black horse, holding a spear, and wearing armor. He was solemn and majestic and said in a deep voice.

"Open the city gate and let's fight!"

The gate of Zhenbei City slowly opened. Jia Chang took the lead and rushed towards the Tatar camp not far away, followed by a hundred thousand troops. Wang Ziteng and the old Taoist priest stood on the top of the city, with heavy faces, as if they were mourning for their heirs, facing Take a look and sigh.

"I didn't expect Wu Anbo to be so reckless and insist on a decisive battle. I'm afraid it will be a cliffhanger this time!"

Wang Ziteng's face was ashen. If Jia Chang wins, Emperor Yuan Kang will be overjoyed and may punish him lightly. If Jia Chang loses, he will definitely end up not much better. It can be said that he will be both prosperous and devastated.

The old Taoist priest also had a heavy look on his face, groaning secretly in his heart, and the magic power in his body was running wildly, preparing to rescue Jia Chang in a critical moment, lest Jia Chang suffer a disastrous defeat and the entire army was annihilated.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to fight tooth and nail this time!"

The Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain accepted the enshrinement of the Daqian royal family, and their luck has long been connected with Daqian. If Daqian suffers a heavy blow, they will definitely not have a good time. For the inheritance of Longhu Mountain, the old Taoist priest has already done a good job Prepare to die together.

Su He was sitting in the center of the army. He looked across and saw the charging Dagan army. His expression was a bit solemn. He had also heard of Jia Chang's name. He was not someone to be trifled with. Both Wala and Jurchen were defeated. After seeing the Daqian young general, he looked back with some worry and said to the three old shamans behind him.

"I also ask three shamans to cast spells to help my army!"

The three shamans nodded and took out the skull. The long nails cut their wrists like knives. Bright blood sprinkled on the skull. Waves of dark wind began to rage. Black air enveloped the sky and the earth, and lead clouds were low. Hanging, extremely depressing, countless ferocious faces emerged from the void, ferocious and gloomy, rushing toward the army below, densely packed, this scene was extremely terrifying, like the abyss of purgatory.

"not good!"

The old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain was shocked. He did not expect that the other party would use all his strength from the beginning. He stepped on the Gang Steps, and the sound of dragons and tigers could be faintly heard from his body. A Bagua Yin and Yang diagram slowly unfolded under his feet, and a peach wood appeared in his hand. To use the sword, you must cast spells to form a formation to resist the evil spells of the shaman.

At this moment, a loud shout came, which shocked the old Taoist priest's soul, made his movements stiff, and let out a muffled groan. A bright red stream flowed from the corner of his mouth. He was shocked by the sound before he could take action. He couldn't help but be horrified. Looking at the forefront of Daqian's army, the young general was unruly and unstoppable.

Jia Chang narrowed his eyes slightly, locked the three shamans in the distance, snorted coldly, put the spear behind his back, stretched out his hand to grab it, the evil energy of the endless swords condensed, and gathered into a strong bow, his fingers pulled the black bow string, and a The stars fell from the sky and gathered into arrows. Three shining arrows flew out like meteors, accompanied by a loud roar.

"It's a heretic, it's not worth mentioning, just take my arrow!"

The three arrows were like meteors, dragging their long tails across the void, and instantly appeared in front of the three shamans whose expressions changed drastically. They passed through their bodies without giving them any time to react. , a fist-sized hole appeared on the chest, transparent from front to back.

The three shamans lowered their heads in disbelief, with panic in their eyes. Their souls were entangled and swallowed by black evil spirits, unable to leave their bodies. The skulls in their hands showed cracks and black smoke. Emerging from it, shrouding their bodies, countless ferocious faces in the sky suddenly changed directions and rushed towards the direction where the three shamans were sitting.

"Ahhhhh!"

Thousands of ghosts were biting, and the shrill screams resounded throughout the battlefield. It was extremely terrifying and eerie. Su He quickly slapped his seat on the BMW, rushed forward, and distanced himself.

Seeing this, Jia Chang laughed loudly, the spear appeared in his hand again from behind, and shouted loudly.

"My sons, follow me into the battle. We will definitely kill Su He today!"

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

Fighting hand-to-hand, Jia Chang took the lead, with a spear in his hand that was invincible. The cold light was as sharp as pear blossoms blooming. Dozens of blood spurted out from the enemy's neck. With a pop, one figure after another fell to the ground and was trampled into flesh by the horse. Jia Chang Like an arrow, Chang rushed straight towards the central Tatar army and headed towards Su He. The army behind him followed closely behind him, unstoppable and unparalleled sharpness.

The spear in Jia Chang's hand danced like a dragon and snake, roaring and flying, killing dozens of Tatar warriors without a single enemy. He was unstoppable and unparalleled in his sharpness. The Tatar army was defeated and rushed straight to the Tatar Khan. In front of Su He.

This descendant of the Golden Family is not a coward. He is proficient in martial arts and has extraordinary skills. When he saw Jia Chang rushing in front of him, he was not afraid. He raised the spear in his hand and stabbed it out. A black wolf head appeared, and the Tatar leader unexpectedly He is a top military general with perfect energy and blood. No wonder he can lead the Golden Family to prosper again.

The spear in Jia Chang's hand shook violently, like a phoenix spreading its wings, gorgeous and luxurious, and divine flames appeared in the air, golden and red in color, condensed into a divine phoenix, raising its head and roaring, the sound was ethereal and holy, distant and majestic, He suddenly stretched out his phoenix claws and grabbed hard, breaking the black wolf's head into pieces and dissipating into the void.

The spear thrust forward suddenly and penetrated directly into Su He's neck. Blood spurted out. Su He could no longer hold the spear in his hand and fell to the ground. His eyes dimmed and his ambition followed this move. The gun was directly annihilated. Su He opened and closed his mouth several times, blood gushed out, and he could not make any sound at all. His head tilted to the side, and a generation of grassland heroes fell like this.

Jia Chang swung his spear and threw Su He's body on the ground. The spear swept across and broke Su He's banner. The Tatar army was in chaos and was scattered by the Daqian army.

The great banner of the Golden Family is called "Suled". It is similar to a spear-shaped ancient weapon. There is a disc at the base of the spear and eighty-one small holes on the edge of the disc. It is made of horse hair and pine and cypress poles. It is erected on a stone turtle base to protect the grassland. The sacred object above is also an invincible totem of victory and has the supreme status.

Jia Chang interrupted the Dagu, thus interrupting the faith and courage of the Tatar army. Their fighting spirit was extinguished in an instant, and they were no match for the Tatar army.

Jia Chang ordered his troops to retreat and ordered the troops to clean up the battlefield. He returned to the city alone and stepped onto the city gate. He looked at the old Taoist who looked sluggish, frowned slightly and asked curiously.

"Zhenmao, what's wrong with you?"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he only felt toothache. He took a deep breath to calm down his shock and said in a strange tone.

"Old man, I accidentally got distracted. It's nothing serious!"

Jia Chang nodded, looked calm, and spoke.

"That's good, otherwise I would have thought he was injured by me. If so, the real person's cultivation is really too weak!"

Hearing this, the old Taoist priest's energy and blood trembled in his body, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out. He looked at Jia Chang's calm face with resentment, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"I am a real person no matter how you say it. Even the best monks in the world, even immortals and gods, can't beat me. You pervert, you actually shocked my soul with just a shout, you are simply a monster!"

Wang Ziteng next to him was also shocked. It was the first time that he saw Jia Chang's performance on the battlefield. He was so brave. The Tatar army that he could not defeat was easily wiped out by Jia Chang. This fact made Wang Ziteng very happy. Injuried.

"Tatar is no longer in good shape. I'll have a night's rest tonight. I will return to the court tomorrow. Wang Zongzong, will you come back to the court with me or wait for His Majesty's decree?"

After Wang Ziteng heard this, he came back to his senses, retracted his shocked gaze, looked complicated, and said dejectedly.

"The defeated general can only wait for His Majesty to convict him. He dare not return to the capital without His Majesty's will!"

Jia Chang nodded, said no more, turned and left the city, preparing to return to the court.

In this battle, Wu'an Bo Jia Chang personally led the army, charged into the battle, and won in one day. He killed 80,000 enemies and captured countless prisoners. He once again made great military exploits and was named Wu Guogong, which shocked the government and the public.

Rongguo Mansion, Rongxi Hall, Mrs. Wang's face was livid, and her teeth were itching with hatred. Her brother, Wang Ziteng, was defeated in a battle and was punished by His Majesty. He was demoted to the rank of General Huaiyuan. From the third rank, that criminal actually made military exploits and was awarded the title of "General Huaiyuan". For Duke Wu, God is so blind!

"In the future, that evil obstacle will cover the sky with only one hand, and we, mother and son, will no longer have the right to speak to each other in this Rongguo Mansion!"

Mrs. Wang squeezed the beads in her hand fiercely, her face was ferocious, like an evil ghost, which was in sharp contrast to the compassionate appearance of the Buddha in front of her.