red dust robbery

More than half a month later, the reinforcements arrived at Haoshuichuan, adding a bit of hope and vitality to the gloomy Song army camp.

At this time, the midsummer was coming to an end, and the autumn wind rose early in the northwest border, covering the sky and covering the sky with yellow sand, and the half-rolled flags were flying, and the ten-mile company added a sense of murderousness.

Yang Wenguang led his generals to greet him at the gate early.

He is in his prime in his 30s, but he has been a soldier for nearly 20 years. As the only heir of the Yang family, he has been fighting with his father since the age of 16. After Yang Zongbao died in the battle of Xifeng, his son inherited his father's will. Taking up the heavy responsibility of guarding the border, despite the wind and rain, he has fought bloody battles for more than ten years, with few defeats.

Hao Shuichuan fought, but almost wiped out the Yang family army who had followed him for many years. Even he himself was seriously injured. Fortunately, he was snatched away by the lieutenant general and escaped with his life. Without a strategy to defeat the enemy, his handsome face seemed a bit haggard.

Mu Guiying watched, sighing inwardly.

At present, they only exchanged a few pleasantries, and then entered the Chinese army camp together.

The mother and son haven't seen each other for several years, but they didn't care about expressing their love for the family, they just went through all the current military situation.

"So, this demon formation can not only confuse people with illusions, but also spread all over the organs?" After hearing the battle situation these days, Mu Guiying felt secretly startled, "Did you see clearly when you entered the formation last time?" , what kind of formation?"

"As soon as I entered the formation, I was controlled by illusions, and I couldn't tell the difference at all when I was in a hurry." Yang Wenguang just sighed, "I only remember that there are seven stars, Big Dipper, Yin and Yang, five elements, Fuxi and Eight Diagrams, which complement each other and are intertwined, which is extremely mysterious. , if it wasn't for Vice Admiral Di's quick-wittedness, he would have almost fallen into the battle..."

"Deputy General Di?"

Mu Guiying pondered for a while, then glanced down the tent, and saw a person coming out of the line in response, bowing and saluting: "The last general Di Qing, see Mu Shuai!"

Yang Jian, who was also standing under the tent, raised his lower eyelids slightly.

But seeing that this person was only thirty years old, with a tall and straight figure, good facial features, and a dignified appearance, except for a tattoo on his left cheek - it was the mark of a person who was born in the army.

It is rumored that the lieutenant general under Yang Wenguang's tent is different from other generals. He was born in the army and started as an infantry pawn. With his martial arts and military skills, he has made countless military exploits in just five years and was promoted all the way to the position of lieutenant general. , is indeed a legend.

Yang Jian sized him up for a while, then opened his sky eyes calmly, only to see the seven-star body guard surrounded by auspicious energy—that is, Wuqu... Xingjun?

As if feeling the fluctuation of the mana of the Sky Eye, Di Qing couldn't help but look at him. It's not that he hasn't heard of the reputation of this Nan Xia Zhan Zhao before, but the red-clothed guard has been very low-key since the beginning. Dao has only noticed this famous royal cat now, but seeing him standing tall in front of the tent, he is handsome and handsome, with extraordinary bearing, but his eyes——

He couldn't help his heart jumping, and he wanted to confirm a little more, but the gentle and jade-like person in front of him glanced lightly, and in an instant, a strong sense of oppression came from that direction, forcing him to look away in a hurry, only Concentrate on responding to Mu Guiying's inquiry.

"When the last general was young, he had been taught three volumes of military books by an expert, so he had a little knowledge of the art of armor and formation. At that time, he fantasized about living people in the formation, and he didn't have time to see the key points in the formation. It was just luck that he escaped from the gate of life. Come out." He lowered his head and said, "And those soldiers who survived the battle seemed to be invaded by the evil spirit in the battle, and after a few days, they became confused and fell into madness, and many of them couldn't stand it and died in the end Seeking relief... The last general once got a mask to exorcise evil spirits in the past, otherwise I'm afraid I won't escape this catastrophe..."

Mu Guiying's face changed slightly. She remembered that the Tianmen Formation used to deceive people's minds. She cast her eyes on Yang Wenguang, and Di Qing immediately understood her doubts: "Don't worry, Marshal Yang. Entering the body, it’s just that the spirit is a little weak.”

"Exactly, mother doesn't have to worry too much."

Yang Wenguang also hurriedly said, even so, Mu Guiying still watched his face carefully for a long time, seeing his altar was clear, she was relieved, but she was suspicious: "What's the reason?"

With her divination skills, it can be seen that Di Qing has an extraordinary background, or that she did have an adventure when she was young, but Yang Wenguang——is a real mortal body. It's inferior, the Yang family is more good at commanding troops in battle, rather than Taoism.

Yang Wenguang took out a hanging tag from his body: "Perhaps... I'm afraid this thing has saved the child from disaster."

When Mu Guiying took it over to look at it, her eyes moved slightly: "This is... the Dragon Subduing Wood?"

Jianglong wood is the ancient wood that Bodhidharma sat on when he realized the Tao. He got the spirituality and auspiciousness when he sat in meditation. It can exorcise evil spirits and bless peace. The Yang family used it to break through the heavenly gate formation. After the war, the thousand-year-old sacred tree was almost exhausted, and only this small piece was left. The old lady found a skilled craftsman to carve an amulet for her newly born great-grandson to use for self-defense.

Presumably it was the righteousness of the Shenmu that blocked the invasion of evil spirits for him.

When Mu Guiying recalled the past, she couldn't help feeling confused and desolate. After pondering for a long time, she slowly said: "It seems that to break this demon formation, we still need to find a spiritual object that restrains evil spirits, but... this dragon tree is already dead. When the Tianmen Formation was used up in the battle, where can I find such an evil spirit that gathers the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth?"

After a while of silence, Yang Jian finally said, "Mourinho, since you've arrived before the battle, why don't you ask your subordinates to find out the truth tomorrow?"

Yang Wenguang raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at the young imperial guard: "Guard Zhan, you heard it just now, this illusion is powerful, even if you can escape completely..."

"Marshal Yang, don't worry, Zhan has his own measure." Yang Jian just said indifferently, "This formation is a heretical technique, and ordinary soldiers will only lose their lives in vain if they enter the formation. There is a care in between."

Yang Wenguang frowned, and wanted to say something, Mu Guiying thought for a moment, but nodded: "Alright, what does General Di mean?"

When Di Qing heard that he was being called, he trembled inadvertently, and saluted with fists in his hands: "The general is willing to go!"

This matter was settled like this.

After discussing chores again, I left the account early.

Yang Wenguang looked at the empty military tent after the generals had dispersed, and thought of the bitterness implied in the gentle brows of the guard in red, he couldn't help pondering for a moment: "Mother, this guard Zhan..."

"I specially invited you here to help out." Mu Guiying knew his doubts and didn't shy away from it, "Although Zhan Zhao was born in the Jianghu, he has a solid foundation in martial arts and possesses extraordinary skills. You can see that he asked for orders before the account. Fearing the evil spirits in the formation, there must be something to rely on, I am afraid that his cultivation ability will not be worse than that of Deputy General Di, and I am afraid that we will have to rely on the two of them to break the formation..."

Yang Wenguang nodded just now, feeling a lot more at ease, and looking at his mother whom he hadn't seen for a long time, her head was full of white hair and now her temples are half white, and the beautiful face of her youth has also precipitated the vicissitudes of the years. He sighed: "It's all because of the incompetence of the son, which made the mother Nuo suffer from the military at an advanced age."

His mother's palm covered the back of his hand, bringing a familiar warmth.

When he looked up, Mu Guiying's eyes fell on the misty distance, which seemed vast and far away.

"Stupid words, a catastrophe is approaching, how can you handle it alone."

She sighed, and then stopped talking, her eyes were deep, like the dark and turbulent sea in the night sky.

After dinner, Yang Jian rushed to the high slope next to the camp.

The night in the northwest fell early, and the sky like splashed ink enveloped the surrounding fields, and there were rolling camps and dots of lights under the feet.

He looked far away, and hundreds of miles away, there was the Haoshuichuan Valley, where he could faintly see the soaring hostility reaching the sky, which looked eerie and terrifying in this silent night.

He closed his eyes, raised his breath and concentrated his mind, a golden cloud floated between his brows. When his eyes opened, he saw the sound of killing in the distance, howling ghosts and wolves, flying sand and rocks, three thousand evil spirits, and their resentment soared to the sky.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and only took a deep breath: "What a heavy resentment!"

As if feeling the movement of his mind, a blue light leaped out from the scabbard around his waist, landed a few steps behind him, turned into a man in blue, and touched the ground on one knee: "Master, do you want to belong to me?" Shall we go check it out first?"

Yang Jian glanced at him, and pondered for a while: "No need, there is a lot of resentment and evil spirits, it's very strange, you go to 33 Chongtian to see if there is any clue from Daozu..."

The three-headed Jiao was slightly taken aback, but did not raise any objections, bowed its head to accept the order, and suddenly leaped into the sky in the form of a blue light.

Looking at the evil place in the distance, Yang Jian tightened his lips, his face sank like water for a moment.

It has been a long time since he became a god in battle, and he has not been in a human battle like this for a long time, and the situation here, with such deep resentment and evil spirit, is no longer an ordinary military battle.

More than 30 years ago, the Liao people set up the Tianmen Formation. In fact, it was the gods of the upper eight caves who had experienced calamity. Lu Dongbin had not passed through the calamity of love. Winning at the beginning was obviously not something that mortals could bear.

Will this military disaster in the human world affect the entire Three Realms?

There was a strange movement behind him, he frowned slightly, turned around, but saw the person in front of him raised his eyebrows slightly: "Where is General Di?"

Di Qing didn't answer, but took a few steps back, bowed and saluted, with solemn eyebrows and eyes: "Little god... I have seen the true king."

Yang Jian was slightly surprised.

Wu Qu Xingjun's previous life was Dou Rong, the commander-in-chief of Youhun Pass in the Shang Dynasty. On that day, he and his wife joined forces to resist the army of Dongbohou Jiang Wenhuan, preventing him from breaking through the pass for many years. Both died in battle. When Jiang Ziya was enshrined in Qishan Mountain, he felt his loyalty and made his soldiers become gods.

It’s just that after the soul conferred the gods, except for Leibu Wenzhong, Mojia brothers and other disciples with profound cultivation in the previous life, who still have residual memories of the time of conferred gods after reincarnation, most of them have forgotten their past and cultivated forever. , unable to benefit, let alone a mortal body like Dou Rong.Therefore, after reincarnating from Hunyuan Jindou, this martial arts star king has a very different appearance and temperament from his previous life. He has always maintained the appearance of a hot-blooded youth in his 20s, but he has inherited the loyalty and fearlessness of his previous life.

only now...

He slightly raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "Have you not drunk Mengpo soup?"

Di Qing lowered his head, and did not deny it: "The little god used some tricks when he was reincarnated in the Department of Reincarnation that day, and replaced Meng Po Tang."

Not drinking Mengpo soup means that the memory of the previous life is still there, so it is no wonder that he can be recognized.

Yang Jian was noncommittal: "Since you are destined to descend to earth, you will bear a heavy responsibility, how can you act so recklessly?"

"On the day of the little god, I heard that both the true king and the princess might be reincarnated to cross the catastrophe, and I just received an order to go down to earth, so I thought maybe I could look for it in the lower realm..."

At that time, he belonged to the Tianbing East Camp, and it was under Ah Jiu's command, and then he became Yang Jianbu's hidden child in Li Jing's camp.

Yang Jian recalled the previous relationship, looked at his face that was similar to the previous life, and was slightly moved: "You... bothered."

"The little god saw Zhenjun today, his soul has awakened, his strength is strong, he must return to hope, congratulations." Di Qing raised his head, "It's just Zhenjun, right now..."

"This formation is not an ordinary heresy, and there may be monsters with cultivation spirits behind it." Yang Jian said lightly, "Since you have entered the formation, have you ever seen the clues?"

"Although the little god has a clear consciousness now, he is a mortal body after all, and he has no supernatural powers. It's just that when he was young, when his soul was not awakened, he once met the empress of Jiutianxuan who gave him three volumes of military books, a golden sword, and three seven-star arrows. A pair of sticks, a mask to ward off evil spirits, relying on the magic weapon to protect the body in the formation, barely able to deal with it..." Di Qing said, "It's just that in this formation, apart from phantom sounds and phantoms, the mechanisms are complicated and intricate, and the little god has no clue..."

"Is there no solution to the book of war given to you by Empress Xuannu?"

Nine Heavens Xuannv is in charge of the military affairs of the world, and she is familiar with military strategies and unique formations. Whenever there is a vision of a military disaster in the world, Xuannv will choose the opportunity to come to the world, choose the right person to teach the opportunity face to face, and teach the magic weapon and the deployment of soldiers. The way of the formation, in the hope that it will sweep away the smoke of war and straighten the luck of the world.

In ancient times, when the Yellow Emperor fought against Chi You, there was the Nine-Tian Xuannv who pointed out the art of war behind him; in the early Tang Dynasty, the Qinglong star descended to the world and caused chaos in Liaodong. Three treasures, helped Li Shimin conquer Liaodong for 12 years.

This time, Wuqu Xingjun came down to earth in order to continue the Song Dynasty. It is only natural for Xuannv Empress to help from the side, and Xuannv Palace is known for its formation skills. If you can get a glimpse of it...

Di Qing understood what he meant, but shook his head: "There is no record of this formation above the battle strategy given by the empress..."

Yang Jian sighed slightly: "Forget it, the origin of this formation is unknown, and the empress Xuannv must have never expected this calamity."

Although this empress is generous and has made several famous generals in the past, she is just giving away bits and pieces of magic weapons, and they are just the bottom of the Xuannv Palace. Those with real spiritual power will not give them away so easily people.

Di Qing thought for a moment, but said: "The little god was not good at battles in his previous life... but...His Highness Chonghua is a member of the Xuannv Palace, and he is good at divination, deduction and array formation, but she doesn't know it now... "

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment before realizing that the "His Royal Highness Chonghua" he was talking about was his own Ah Jiu.

She couldn't help but sized up her former servant, seeing the nervousness in his eyes and the suspicious blush on his face, he couldn't help frowning, and then slowly said: "Jiu'er is my wife in this world."

what!

Di Qing was shocked.

He had heard that Yumao Zhanzhao married the third lady of the Ding family in Mohua Village, but he never imagined that it was...

Before he could speak, Yang Jian added another sentence: "She is pregnant now, and it is inconvenient for her to join the army, so she never came."

Di Qing opened his mouth wide, unable to speak.

The shrewd and stern Zhenjun Erlang, and the cold and aloof Princess Chonghua, one was a judiciary god who once ruled all the power and power, and the other was the female war god who once commanded the heavenly soldiers. The two unexpectedly got married and even had a child!

The loyal and upright Wu Qu Xingjun suddenly felt that he was not well.

Zhenjun, don't you have a crush on Chang'e?

And Your Highness, you actually have a day to get married?

However, Yang Jian deliberately ignored his stunned expression at the moment, walked over and patted his shoulder: "Mr. Xing has worked hard this time, and I will go out tomorrow, please take care of me."

A dark blue robe brushed past his shoulders, and it took a long time for Di Qing to react.

Well, in fact, the marriage in the mortal world is just a dream for the gods.

He thought carefully about the appearance and behavior of these two people, and he had to admit that they were still a good match...

☆、Chapter 36