The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

Zhao Qiudao: "The Taoist system in the world is chaotic, why not merge the various Taoist schools in the future and jointly manage the world with the imperial court!"

Daoist Mieqing's expression changed, he took a few steps back, and after a long time, he said, "You want to unify Wei, and also integrate Daoism? Your ambition is not small!

If what you just said is heard by the three religions, nine sects and the other seventeen sects!Even if you have tens of thousands of soldiers in your hands, you still have to be decapitated! "

Zhao Qiu smiled "tsk tsk" and said: "It's really not easy to live once. Of course, you have to implement what you want in your heart one by one. Even if your head is in a different place, I don't have to be afraid!"

After a pause, Zhao Qiu said again: "If the Taoist is willing, I will cooperate with the Taoist, and we will join forces to conquer the world in the future! The unified Taoist sect will be managed by the Taoist! I don't know the master, what do you think?"

For a moment, Daoist Mieqing hesitated.

Because, once it fails, it may be death.

However, if he is unified behind the Taoist sect, his benefits will also be enormous.

First of all, power, the world is full of mortals, and people's hearts are confused. Even if the Taoist master of extinction, even if he was pure-hearted before, now, once there is a chance to unify Wei Guo's Taoist sect, his mortal heart will still be eager to move.

Although, this horoscope has not been written yet.

However, the leader of Heifeng Mountain in front of him is so young and has such a long-term view, not to mention the Daoist Mieqing who has been dormant for more than 100 years.

Secondly, once the Taoism is unified, the precious medicinal materials of the three mountains and nine mountains, and even those immortal medicines that prolong life, will be at your fingertips!

He is now a seventh-level martial artist, and his lifespan is at most 200 years.This year, he is 130 years old. When he was young, he was seriously injured three times. Shouyuan will never pass 150 years old.

The third is the exercises of each sect. He thought he was extremely talented, but the exercises of Mieqing Dao were still a lot worse than those of the three religions and nine sects.

"Anyway, I only have 20 years of life at most! I can give it a go! At worst, I will die!"

Master Mieqing thought in his heart, and immediately said, "How can I trust you?"

Zhao Qiu laughed and said, "My character may not be that good? But what I said always counts!"

Daoist Mieqing said: "Anyone can speak!"

Zhao Qiudao: "There is no evidence for what I say, so how about I make a letter to the Taoist master?"

Afterwards, the two bargained for a while!

...

A month later, Mieqing Dao sent eighty Taoist soldiers down the mountain.

There are a total of one hundred Taoist soldiers, and now there are eighty, which can be regarded as most of the property.

On May 29, [-] black wind soldiers suddenly gathered to attack Jumang County.

There are 500 soldiers in Zhennan, and they are defending the city.

General Zhennan was sitting in Qingshui. After hearing the news, he immediately led [-] soldiers and rushed to Jumang.

Qingshui and Jumang are more than 170 miles apart, neither far nor near.

In the hilly area, if the army goes straight forward, goes into battle lightly, and tries its best, it will take a day.

Of course, the soldiers who arrived in one day were already the elite of the Zhennan Army.

The rest of the soldiers have to come one after another.

The 170-mile road is mostly mountain roads, and ordinary soldiers will definitely not be able to reach it. Only elites who are at the peak of the second level of martial arts and above can do it.

However, there is a canyon on the shortest road between Qingshui and Jumang.

When marching and fighting, it is most taboo to pass through deep ditches, canyons, etc.

Because, once the enemy had already ambushed, it would be a dangerous place.

"General, there is a canyon ahead, and there is a lot of rain and fog in it!"

A general pointed to the canyon ahead and said.

General Zhennan said: "I have seen the map. This canyon is called Black Dragon Valley. It is about one mile long and the road is narrow!"

One of his generals said: "On both sides of the canyon, there are peaks. If the enemy sets up an ambush, they only need to throw down stones and logs, and I'm afraid our Southern Army will be wiped out!"

Another rugged general with a beard on his face said: "If we take a detour, it will add 85 miles to the journey! I'm afraid..."

General Zhennan said indifferently: "But it's okay to talk!"

General Qiuran said: "The distance has been increased by 85 miles. I'm afraid we will be one day late when we reach Jumang!"

Originally, the 170-mile road could be covered by the elite of the Zhennan Army in one day.

But taking a detour, although it only increased the distance by 85 miles, when marching, the further you go, the slower your pace will be as your stamina is exhausted.

As the saying goes, traveling a hundred miles, half ninety, is exactly the truth.

General Zhennan asked again: "What happened to the scouts and spies you sent out?"

A refined general said: "Before the army set off, the last general sent out 28 scouts and spies, among them, twelve spies entered the canyon.

However, none of the twelve spies came back to report the situation!perhaps…"

General Zhennan frowned, and shouted: "Maybe what?"

"Maybe there is rain and fog in the valley, and those scouts lost their way for a while! Or maybe... maybe there is an ambush in the valley!"

General Zhennan pondered for a moment, and said: "The military is in a dangerous place, and the general will never let the soldiers fall into a desperate situation! Let's go! Take a detour! I hope..."

Having said that, his words stopped abruptly.

However, his generals knew what their own generals said.

"I hope Jumang's colleagues can last until the third day..."