Lord of Deception

Yu Ziqing has lived here for ten days. Uncle Fu has not seen anyone. The people here take good care of them. Each one is more polite than the other. Yu Ziqing can't say much. When he asked Uncle Fu, he told everyone. Go on business.

The civil war in the north has been raging recently, and business has not been easy. Many materials need to be supplied through new channels. This is what Fu Bo is going to do.

These people are obviously family-oriented people and don't know anything else.

Yu Ziqing was not in a hurry. Our Lady of White Sun had just suffered two backlashes. Even if she was not dead, she would not be able to do anything in a short time.

After receiving Jin Lanshan's family letter, Yu Ziqing was not so anxious.

Everything is well at home, and the village chief is managing it in an orderly manner. There is also a locust tree forest surrounding the outside, which is completely covered. Even the monks who come and go, who occasionally appear in the wilderness, always circle around the forbidden area. fly.

After all, more people listen to others' advice.

There were no problems at home, so Yu Ziqing practiced with peace of mind and studied a lot of things sent by Lao Yang.

Several economical and practical methods to help Su Li recover his broken arm have been given to Su Li. He will see which ones he can use. Anyway, it is cost-effective, but they all have some shortcomings, and the recovery speed is not that fast.

Yu Ziqing himself studied the information given by Lao Yang, various secret techniques suitable for him, and some explanations about seizing the body.

He wanted to make a reference. After all, if his guess was true, then the method of the descent of the Holy Mother of the White Sun was definitely not any of the methods Lao Yang said.

If you don’t know how it happened, you must first know what it’s not like before you can have a basic idea.

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At the junction of the east and west of the earthquake, a line of Hengduan Mountains ran through the north and south, blocking the cold wind from the west, allowing the cold wind to blow southward along the Hengduan Mountains and fall into the wasteland.

The base of Baiyang Evil Sacrifice is in this mountain range covered by ice and snow.

Uncle Fu was floating high in the sky, standing in the sky. A talisman floated quietly around him, covering all his aura.

Looking down at the mountains below, one can vaguely see the bottom of the mountain col between the two peaks. There are several people wearing white robes with hoods covering their faces, almost blending in with the surrounding environment.

After Yu Ziqing gave the general range, Uncle Fu had already guessed that the location of these Baiyang Evil Sacrifice must now be in the Hengduan Mountains.

Only here, there are few people, and the scope is so large that it runs through the entire north and south of the earthquake, dividing the earthquake into two parts, east and west.

It was very easy to hide people here in the past, not to mention that the civil war was still going on during the earthquake, so it was safer here.

If that were the case, it would not be so easy for Uncle Fu to find them, but those Baiyang Evil Priests had previously gathered mortals and taken away many people. It would be much easier to find some clues to guide them in the direction.

After a comprehensive search, it only took ten days for Forbes to find this place.

When he found it, he didn't rush to take action. After the news was sent back, he kept watching here.

He remembers what his mission is and just does his thing.

At the same time, Da Li moved to the west.

General Xihuang received the secret order from the East Palace sent by the postmaster.

The opening chapter is of course a commendation. He cooperated with Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Revenue and the effect of disaster relief was very good. Now that we are far away from the west, the disaster situation is stable and people feel at ease. A little further south, it has become a little warmer. Those civilians who have been resettled, The wasteland has been reclaimed and we are waiting for the beginning of spring to plant seeds.

After the initial settlement, the subsequent management does not require their Xihuang Army to be in charge. Officials at all levels and county magistrates from various places can handle it.

Now he has a new mission.

Immediately lead troops to the border between Dazhen and Dali.

Dozens of cities on the southern border of the Great Earthquake have fallen to the hands of Baiyang Evil Priest. Baiyang Evil Priest is the public enemy of the world. Now that it is causing trouble and rain near the border of Dali, Dali naturally cannot stand idly by.

Now he is required to quickly go to the border and eliminate Baiyang's evil ways.

General Xihuang looked at this order with a strange expression.

The western part of the country is bordered by the wasteland. Now the wasteland has become a tundra, and there are not many living people left. The Western Wasteland Army is stationed here. In addition to the previous disaster relief, it is also a waste of troops to continue to have the Western Wasteland Army stationed here.

The troops stationed in the east, south, and north of Dali cannot be easily moved. Now the only one with enough scale to mobilize a group army is the Xihuang Army.

No matter how you adjust it, it will not affect others.

As for the mobilization of the Western Wilderness Army these days, from top to bottom, they have already been active. The food and grass are ready, and the equipment is sharp. The morale of the soldiers who have long been looking for someone to fight because of the disaster relief has been complicated. enough.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the left minister of household affairs, who had lost a lot of weight, entering the camp holding a volume of secret orders.

"General, I just received a secret order from His Highness, asking me to assist you in disaster relief and gathering the victims. Aren't the disaster relief almost over? Where else should we go to provide relief? Why didn't I know?"

"Hahaha..." General Xihuang laughed, not understanding why.

Their Highness had asked them to practice their skills here before. Once they were familiar with the disaster relief process, they would be able to do the same thing immediately, and they would naturally become more comfortable.

I was still thinking just now, why are we going to fight Baiyang Evil Priest?

Those evil ways will cause disasters and earthquakes, but they will not care about earthquakes. We will not care about anything.

Now I understand.

On the southern border of the earthquake, there were dozens of cities stretching thousands of miles from east to west. If you include those small cities, there would probably be hundreds of cities.

These places have now fallen into the hands of Baiyang Evil Priest. We went to fight them, but they were also snatched from Baiyang Evil Priest... Ah, bah, they were rescued.

You, Da Zhen, are busy fighting a civil war and don't care about the life and death of those civilians. You also don't abide by the convention to exterminate Baiyang's evil ways. Now that the evil ways are becoming more and more rampant, then I, Da Li, are a little worried about the safety of our borders, and we act righteously in compliance with the convention. That is Absolute justice, no one can say anything wrong.

No, no matter how much money was spent, enough food and grass was brought in, and even the left minister of the household department was here personally to take charge.

There is no need to worry about food and grass issues, and there is no need to worry about resettling the victims after the subsequent capture of those cities. During this period, there are enough small officials and officials who are familiar with the entire process, and they can be used directly after being brought over.

General Xihuang couldn't stop laughing. He knew that His Highness was giving him a chance by adding a burden to him.

Now comes the real opportunity.

Open up territory and expand territory.

It is at least five hundred miles from north to south, as many as a thousand miles, and it spans thousands of miles from east to west.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity with extremely low difficulty and low cost.

"My Lord Minister, His Highness really likes you. The old Minister is getting old. I'm afraid it won't be long before I call you Lord Minister." General Xihuang slapped the other party on the shoulder. He laughed and showed him the secret order in his hand.

The Zuo Shilang just saw the secret order, and as countless information passed through his mind, he was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"General, this is..."

"You have contributed to the expansion of the territory. Sir, let me just say it. You have worked hard and done a good job here. His Highness must have noticed it. Now, here you are!"

General Xihuang laughed and walked out of the camp. The sound was like thunder, exploding in the camp.

"The entire army must assemble, break camp, go north, and kill the evil spirits!"

The war drums were beating, the horns were blaring, and the Western Wasteland Army, which had long been looking for someone to fight, gathered in various places as quickly as possible and quickly headed north.

Three days later, some Xihuang troops who were already in the northwest providing disaster relief entered the territory of the earthquake.

The slogan of killing Bai Yang's evil ways was shouted loudly.

On the fifth day, before the large forces entered the earthquake, the vanguard troops had already attacked fifteen small cities and three large cities.

The army of the earthquake is now fighting a civil war in the central part of the country. The defenses of these border cities are already lax, and many monks in the city have been transferred away. In addition, evil ways are rampant. The opponent has long been looking for someone to fight, and all aspects are at their peak. The Western Wasteland Army is naturally invincible and vulnerable to a single blow.

Therefore, General Xihuang made a decisive decision and boldly changed his strategy and became more radical.

On the 10th, the large army dispersed into several groups and spread out over thousands of miles. At the same time, they crossed the border and entered the territory of the earthquake.

There was not much power in those small cities, and it was all thanks to Bai Yang's evil way to recruit a large number of civilians to maintain the superficial peace.

Coupled with the scattered power of those Baiyang Evil Priests, they are all vulnerable to a single blow. How can they withstand the offensive of the Xihuang Army.

Many of the Baiyang evil spirits in the city even fled after hearing the news without even fighting.

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Yu Ziqing is practicing a new mysterious method. It is powerful and easy to get started, but it is quite taxing on the body. He likes this method best.

While I was practicing, I suddenly heard a loud shout of death.

When I came to the top of the building and looked outside the city, I saw that the sky outside the city was densely covered with soldiers, and it vaguely turned into the roar of an evil tiger. A big flag, shining brightly, was floating in the formation.

"This is... the flag of the Western Wasteland Army?"

Yu Ziqing looked stunned, why did Dali's Xihuang Army suddenly come here?

Aren't these guys helping with disaster relief in western Dali?

What shocked him even more was what was happening behind him. Just as the Xihuang Army's killing cry rang out, he saw the location of the city gate. City Lord You Xinyu, along with a group of senior officials in the city, opened the city gate to greet the Xihuang Army.

"The Evil Priest of Baiyang is wreaking havoc, and our Xinyu City is unbearable, and all six cities under it have fallen into the hands of the Evil One of Baiyang.

As a city lord, I have trouble sleeping day and night, and I have trouble sleeping and eating. It’s just that I am weak and weak, so there is really nothing I can do.

Now Dali has kept the covenant in mind and is willing to spend time and effort to eliminate evil ways.

When I, the Lord of Xinyu City, travel to Xinyu, I should personally open the city gate to welcome this righteous master. "

The city lord's voice resounded throughout the city, sonorous in grief, and every word seemed to have a stab of justice.

Even in Xinyu City, there are actually no people from Baiyang Xiesi...

Yu Ziqing stood on the roof of the building, quietly watching the Xihuang army enter the city. On the side of the avenue, many civilians appeared immediately. I don't know if it was arranged or they came on their own initiative. Anyway, they were all lined up to welcome Xihuang. military.

Yu Ziqing thought about it for a long time, and finally figured out something.

No wonder Uncle Fu disappeared for so many days and there was still no movement.

It's because he has become too small.

I just keep thinking about killing the Holy Mother of the White Sun.

Dali never wanted to kill just the Holy Mother of the White Sun.

The Xinyu City underfoot was almost to the easternmost edge of the southern border of the earthquake.

The fact that the Xihuang Army can appear here at least proves that all the cities stretching for more than ten thousand miles from here to the west have probably fallen into the hands of the Xihuang Army.

And the big earthquake has hit the brains of the civil war in the north, and I guess I don't have the energy to take care of it. Moreover, it has only been a few days, and it has hit this far. I am afraid that the big earthquake will not be able to react.

Coupled with the transfer of the Western Wilderness Army, Dali West has no defense.

This is somewhat meant to show him. You see, I, Dali, have no army stationed in the west at all, and I have no intention of guarding your wasteland.

But the armies in other places remained motionless, always on guard against others, just in case.

Whether the Wasteland has the ability to invade the west of Dali is one thing; whether Dali will station troops in the west is another matter.

After thinking about it like this, Yu Ziqing felt that he had underestimated Dali Dong Palace before.

From the beginning, they did a lot of things smoothly and made a lot of preparations.

Nowadays, as we expand our territory, the big mouthful of fat we eat is the real meal.