Fengshen: At the beginning, I mistook the Virgin Mary as the eldest sister

In front of Youhun Pass, the two armies faced each other. Dong Bohou and his son Jiang Chonghuan had a cold face, with cold eyes, and behind them was a [-]-strong army in hard-wearing clothes, ready to fight.The flags were flying, and everyone was wrapped in a layer of white clothes outside the leather armor, and white silk was tied on their heads.

Dressed in linen and mourning, there were two coffins in the middle of the army.

The mourning army will surely win, and Dong Bohou came prepared for this trip.

The forehead of Youhun Guan Zongbing was full of cold sweat, and he scolded King Zhou thousands of times in his heart, but he had no choice. Suffering on the Eastern Front.

Dong Bohou, one of the four towns, is not only dependent on the daughter of his mother Yitianxia.

In ancient times, the East was respected. Since ancient times, the East has a vast land and abundant resources and abundant real estate. It is known as the East over the Shenzhou.

Therefore, although the princes of the two hundred towns in the east are not militaristic, they are not as powerful as those in the north.

But in terms of wealth, in terms of sufficient soldiers and horses, and sufficient food and grass, it can be called the richest in the world.

In the great war, it was all about the logistics; Dong Bohou had always had a high prestige and made outstanding achievements, so he didn't need to express his position specially, and the two hundred princes in the east would follow his lead.It was easy to gather an army of [-], and they just guarded Wandering Soul Pass day by day.

Blocked the city gate, prevented travel, and cut off the upstream water vein.

Dong Bohou's [-] troops didn't panic at all, but Youhun Pass couldn't afford it!

The people in the city, traffickers and pawns, people eat horse chews, the food and grass have long been exhausted, and the price of water is even higher than the price of wine!

"If Dong Bohou doesn't retreat and is desperately blamed by his ancestors, this old man will also surrender." The general soldier of Youhunguan looked at the crowds below the city and sighed bitterly: "We can't let hundreds of thousands of people and [-] Soldiers will be buried with me!"

"Ancestor Chengtang! Open your eyes and have a look!"

With a sword in hand, it can be placed on your neck at any time.

The soldiers at the top of the city are leaning on bronze spears, their faces are covered with frost and frost, their lips have long been cracked, and there is no trace of blood; they have not had a drop of water in the past few days, and they are tired and hungry, but they still stick to their posts. Can't hold on.

What's more, among the Conferred Gods, those who died the most were these flesh and blood.

"Don't worry, Chief!"

Just when the soldiers were hungry and the general was hesitating, there was a crisp shout from the sky, and a ray of light fell and turned into two figures; one was a middle-aged officer with a big belly, the other was a heroic woman General.

The member outside is Zhao Gongming, who is now more and more demeanor of a wealthy man in the world.

The female general is Huang Fei, she is lined with soft armor, as Huang Feihu's younger sister, she used to wield knives and guns, and she is not afraid of the battlefield.

"Empress Huang, why did you come here?"

The soul of the commander-in-chief risked his life: "The frontier is dangerous, and it is in danger. If the protection of the ministers and others is not good enough, and the body of the phoenix is ​​injured, then they deserve death! Empress Wanwang leave this place quickly and report the situation here to the king. Wei Chen, take a step first!"

Saying that, the chief soldier pulled out the sword from his waist and was about to kill himself.

"No!" Concubine Huang sternly shouted, and hurriedly said to Zhao Gongming: "Mr. Zhao, quickly save General Dou Rong!"

There was no need for Concubine Huang's instructions, Zhao Gongming's eyes flashed, and the Bailian sword in Dou Rong's hand broke into two pieces with a snap, scaring his wife, Mrs. Chedi, to rush forward and snatch it away: "My lord, what do you want to do?" Abandon me and achieve a good name alone?!"

Saying that, Mrs. Chedi took out a dagger, and they wanted to go to Huangquan together!

"Stop it!" Huang Fei sternly said:

"Youhunguan will not lose anything, Dong Bohou will not rebel, this trip is for this reason, this palace is full of food and grass, enough to feed an army of [-] for more than three years!" Huang Feiqing Drinking the dagger that beat Mrs. Fallen:
"Don't give me a break from the idea of ​​committing suicide?!"

Dou Rong and Mrs. Chedi stared blankly at Concubine Huang, not knowing why.

Concubine Huang and the others knew that Huang Feihu's younger sister liked to dance with knives and guns since she was a child, and she loved dressing up as a man. King Zhou also loved her sassy and sonorous demeanor; the warlord.

How can it stop the [-] troops? !

Besides, Concubine Huang doesn't know how to pass, so how can she bring a large amount of food and grass?
Hurry up and report out batch by batch, when will you see reinforcements and food!
Dou Rong thought in his heart, the other party will not be merciful because of your noble status, nor will he care about you because you are Huang Feihu's younger sister. After all, Huang Feihu is now a bereaved dog - the messenger has not arrived yet, and Dou Rong doesn't know the inside story.

Dou Rong thought to himself, since the demon concubine Daji entered the palace, only you have been safe and sound.

If Empress Jiang and the two princes were here, they might be able to retreat from the enemy.

When Dong Bohou saw you, he was afraid that he would add fuel to the flames, weeping for his daughter, and attacking the city immediately!

"Husband, Concubine Huang is not a person who speaks loudly." Mrs. Chedi pulled Dou Rong's sleeve and said in a low voice: "Perhaps the Taoist next to your mother has great supernatural powers and can resolve the crisis of my Wandering Soul Pass. Please be safe. impatient."

Orthodox immortals, such as the disciples of the Sanqing, are generally not allowed to take the initiative to attack mortals.

Therefore, most of the people who worked in the Shang Dynasty would be a little rudimentary, focusing on martial arts.

Mrs. Chedi would be a bit heretical. She saw Zhao Gongming's ethereal demeanor and natural coercion, which she had never seen in her life, even though she was dressed outside the staff. She immediately became respectful and hopeful in her heart.

"Bring a bag of rice!" Zhao Gongming didn't talk nonsense, and took out a bowl from his arms.

Seeing this, Dou Rong was dizzy for a while, and was supported by left and right: How much rice can this small bowl hold? !
Mrs. Chedi was overjoyed, and hurriedly called the maid beside her, so that the hungry and dizzy sergeants picked up empty rice bags and lined up in front of Zhao Gongming one by one.I saw Zhao Gongming slightly tilted the bowl in his hand, and rice grains poured out.

Pour it into the empty rice bag, and the first rice bag has been filled without a stick of incense!

And there is still the half bowl of rice in the bowl, not many grains, but not many grains!
All the sergeants opened their mouths in disbelief, but Zhao Gongming waved the first sergeant back, making the second one step forward, with a look that is rare and strange to you, still tilting the bowl, still filling the second rice bag tightly, Then the third, and the fourth.

When Dou Rong woke up after being pinched, what he saw were rice bags filled with four walls!

There are also people who spontaneously carry dustpans and washbasins into the city continuously.

On the ground of the tower, there were even sergeants holding brooms and piling up rice grains all over the ground. Dou Rong's eyes were wide open, and the thousands of rice bags in front of him were enough for them to last for another half a year!Dou Rong shouted in surprise:
"Xianshi! Xianshi!"

Zhao Gongming squinted at Dou Rong, his eyes were full of contempt: You are also General Cheng Tang, a person who deals with immortals all day long.

Why are you making such a fuss, people underestimate my demeanor!
"Master Immortal, this rice grain is enough, but the water source is..."

Dou Rong is in trouble again, there is only rice, no water, still can't fill his stomach!
"It's easy!" Zhao Gongming smiled, and took out another bowl from his bosom, opened the lid, and there was half a cup of clean water in it.

"Poverty will bring you some rain!"

As he spoke, Zhao Gongming dipped two drops of water in the bowl with his finger, and flicked two fingers to the sky.

"Tick! Tick!"

In the clear sky, a little drizzle unexpectedly fell for no reason, and within a short while, it turned into a heavy rain. The heavy rain poured down, washed over the city wall, and hit the faces of the soldiers and common people. No one complained.

Instead, one by one danced in the rain.

Only those who live in the desert all year round know the preciousness of rainwater.

"Miracle! This is a miracle!"

Dou Rong knelt down in Zhao Gongming's direction. It's not that he has never seen an immortal, but the gold, silver, treasures, and even food and grass produced by the immortal will return to their original state in a few hours, and they can't satisfy their hunger at all.

On the contrary, there will be fear of life.

As for the transformed food and grass, it is also a technique of transportation. If there is one here, there will be less there, which is not unusual.

As for the rain, there are also immortals who will pray for rain, but they don't do it so lightly.

Obtaining rain is mostly salt water borrowed from rivers, seas and lakes, which needs to be boiled. Where can there be such clear drinking water!

Zhao Gongming smiled quite complacently. These two bowls were given to him by Xu Fan. Originally, Xu Fan thought that the housekeeper Zhao was out all the year round to take care of the business, helping his cousin restrain his disciples, working hard and eating every meal. So he was given two bowls.

An unlimited supply of rice and an unlimited supply of water are just gadgets rewarded by the system.

Zhao Gongming is a man of knowledge. He has only seen such a method of mediating good fortune and creating something out of nothing. He has only seen Master Tongtian and Yuanshi Tianzun. Even they need to use the power of heaven to create such a magic weapon.

Otherwise, it is easy to destroy the balance of prehistoric and famine.

In the original book, Xiqi's grain and grass are in crisis, and Yang Jian transports the grain and grass is the bowl given by Yuanshi Tianzun!
However, unexpectedly, these two bowls would eventually become Zhao Gongming's name as God of Wealth.

"The food, grass and water sources have been settled, and now the top priority is to retreat from the enemy." Concubine Huang looked at Dou Rong and Mrs. Chedi and said, "The commander-in-chief or your wife will come with me to meet Dong Bohou. Don't worry, Mr. Zhao is here , no one can make a mistake!"