Prehistoric: I am the Ten Cold River God, and I am buried in Tang San at the beginning

"However, this is not necessarily a good thing. Now, the Chu and Zhou dynasties have admitted several new members. It is the first time that Zhou feels so happy."

After the joy, there followed a long wait, looking forward to the blessing of the right time and place.

However, three days later, the relentless heavy rain showed no sign of abating, as if it was deliberately testing their patience.

"Alas, with this continuous rainstorm, no matter how precise the plan is, it can't be used. The third step has become the straw that breaks the camel's back."

King Zhou Wu sighed deeply, knowing in his heart that the sunken area under the building was originally used to store accumulated water, but now it has become an obstacle to movement.

"If the heavy rain doesn't stop, how will the soldiers get through? Do you have any tips to help me survive this disaster?"

King Wen of Zhou's hopes faded.

It was originally hoped that the arrival of reinforcements would turn the tide, but there was no smile on King Wu of Zhou's face.

He realizes that his role may no longer be expected.

The war between Shang and Zhou has attracted the attention of all living beings. Once Shang Zhou wins, the consequences will be unimaginable. His ruling methods will become more brutal, and he may even annex Zhou Dynasty, and even the surrounding princes will face threats.

Therefore, King Wu of Zhou was extremely determined: "I must not lose! I want to liberate the people enslaved by King Zhou and their land."

At this time, Tang Sanzian's voice broke the silence. Although her voice was calm, it was like the starlight in the dark night: "Your Majesty, this poor nun has a plan. He can march in the rain without being noticed by the enemy."

As soon as she said this, everyone's eyes focused on her.

King Wu of Zhou narrowed his eyes and asked curiously: "Master, can you tell me something..." Tang Sanzong nodded slightly and said calmly: "Amitabha, cause and effect cycle, your majesty does not need to worry, just act according to the poor nun's plan, and it will be fine. .”

She paused and continued her analysis: "Continuous heavy rains have hindered our supplies, but perhaps it is this predicament that can inspire us to find new solutions."

During this hundred-day continuous torrential rain, the Shang Dynasty was also deeply troubled. If there were another flood here, the Shang Dynasty on the other side would probably also be in trouble.

Jianglong's words are sharp and he analyzes the situation word for word.

King Wu of Zhou had thought deeply about this for a long time, but he had not found a good solution. "

Or you need to hold your breath, just like wading across a pond, taking every step cautiously, which may slightly reduce the risk. "

He pondered, knowing that a head-on duel might bring irreversible consequences.

Tang San's Burial hit the nail on the head: "If you don't have a persevering heart, it may be difficult to discern its subtleties.

In the face of difficulties, we have to stand up and fight, otherwise, the outcome may be disastrous. "

King Zhou Wu snorted coldly and responded firmly: "With the help of Lord Jianglong, I will live up to your trust, completely resolve this matter, and get the Shang Dynasty back on track!" This was his vow of victory, which cannot be doubted.

The news quickly spread to Chaoge. When King Zhou of Shang heard the words, he was so angry that he shattered the handle of the throne with one palm, making his ministers tremble in shock. "

Why can barbarians be protected by the Jiejiao? "

His eyes were blazing, and suppressed anger burned between his words.

The ministers responded tremblingly: "Your Majesty, this is indeed the case.

We witnessed King Wu of Zhou meeting with Lord Jianglong and Tang Sanzong, and the people who intercepted the teaching later joined them.

The situation is complicated and I dare not delve into it, so I reported it immediately. "

King Zhou of Shang was so angry that he drew his sword and pointed it at the trembling ministers: "You are incompetent, so what's the use of you?"

The sword flashed, blood splashed everywhere, and a head rolled to the ground, rolling toward other officials.

This horrific scene was so frightening that no one dared to act rashly.

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him: "Your Majesty, please do not act too hastily in this matter, so as not to hurt innocent people."

He knew that King Zhou of Shang was angered at this moment, and if it was not calmed down in time, more people might suffer.

Although the deaths of these people had little impact on him, as a monk, how could he sit back and watch the disappearance of innocent lives.

"Not in a hurry?" King Zhou's gaze was like a torch, as if he wanted to direct his anger towards Jiang Ziya. "

How could you not be impatient? I thought that I could easily disintegrate the remaining barbarian tribes with the help of heavy rain, without having to use a single soldier, and just sit back and enjoy the victory.

However, at this moment, they unexpectedly received help from different faiths. This is a bolt from the blue for our huge business empire. "

After finishing speaking, the bloody sword in his hand pointed at Jiang Ziya tremblingly, filled with anger that could no longer be suppressed.

However, in the face of King Zhou's madness, Jiang Ziya was as unfazed as if the mountain had collapsed.

When the sword's edge was about to come, he raised his wrist slightly and firmly clamped the sword's edge with just two fingers, making a crisp snapping sound.

At this moment, King Zhou was stunned and immediately realized that he had made a mistake - he was attacking a disciple of Chanjiao. Even if he was not a direct descendant, how could he match the power of practicing magic?

An embarrassing atmosphere prevailed, and King Zhou had to restrain his anger.

He discarded the broken sword casually, pointed at the courtiers below and roared: "Reinforce quickly and guard the border tightly. No loss can be made! Send scouts to the front line. If there is any trouble, report immediately."

The ministers obeyed the orders, secretly glad that Jiang Ziya was by their side to calm the king's anger.

After the ministers retreated, King Zhou sighed and sat down slowly, his eyes deep.

He said to Jiang Ziya: "National Master, the situation is critical and the original plan has been frustrated. Do you have a plan to deal with it?"

Jiang Ziya stepped forward calmly, cupped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, although the situation has changed suddenly, our army still has the advantage.

Even if the Zhou Dynasty and Jie Jiao join forces, we are still capable of fighting against them. "

Jiang Ziya knew very well that the Jie Jie disciples were just a mob and were far from their opponents in explaining the religion.

Even direct disciples like Taoist Duobao and Our Lady of Jinling could not shake their foundation. "

Of course, victory is not inevitable, but we have twelve golden immortals who are enough to resist these beasts. "

There was firmness and confidence hidden in his words.

However, King Zhou was not relieved and looked at Jiang Ziya with sharp eyes: "In case of failure, you are willing to take this responsibility."

Jiang Ziya secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. This king was so obsessed with winning or losing, as if he had a sure victory.

In fact, they were already on the verge of victory. They just needed a battle of wits, not a simple duel of force.

Even if King Zhou of Shang had the protection of Jie Jiao, what would be the use? After all, Chanjiao also contributed to the Shang Dynasty. "

Your Majesty, although I cannot guarantee that the ticket will be foolproof, I promise that I can at least ensure victory.

Even if the outcome is uncertain, it will never shake the Shang Dynasty in the slightest. "

Hearing this, King Zhou of Shang snorted coldly: "Just tell me, now you are here alone to help out, but the other disciples of the Chan Sect are nowhere to be seen.

In wartime, can you withstand the waves of soldiers and horses relying on you alone? "

These words pricked Jiang Ziya's worries.