Chapter 2862 The Two Emperors Handed over the Door and Won a Crushing Victory!

Wang Ziteng was extremely heartbroken and dared not fight again. His blood and qi surged wildly and he shouted loudly.

"Sound the horn to call back the troops, retreat!"

Wang Ziteng turned his horse around and led the generals to cover the rear. He fought and retreated, fled in a panic, and left behind countless corpses.

In this battle, Wang Ziteng was defeated. Only less than 30,000 of the 80,000 troops returned to Zhenbei City. The northern border suddenly became extremely dangerous. With 150,000 troops at the gates of the city, it was in danger.

Wang Ziteng could not care about anything else and could only ask the court for help. He also understood that he had lost many soldiers and generals and had no hope of becoming a general or a prime minister. He aged more than ten years in an instant and no longer had any ambitions.

The court was shocked when it received Wang Ziteng's 800-mile urgent battle report. Emperor Yuan Kang convened a grand court meeting to discuss the matter of sending troops. Now the noble group has fallen. Even Beijing King Shui Rong is just a paper talker. No one can lead troops to fight and repel the Tatar army. For a time, people in the court and the country were in panic.

In the bedroom of the retired emperor, Emperor Yuankang came here, bowed to the indifferent Emperor Taizhen above, and said.

"Father, Wang Ziteng's defeat this time cannot be blamed entirely on him. There are strange people in the Tatar army. My son wants the Longhu Mountain priest to accompany the army!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Taizhen put down the wine glass in his hand, his expression instantly became solemn, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said coldly.

"It turned out that the shaman of the Changsheng Sect took action. No wonder the Tatars were able to unify the grassland this time and their military force was so sharp!"

"I agree to this matter, and I will let the old priest in the palace take action!"

Emperor Taizhen has read the secret history of the royal family and knows some secrets that ordinary people don't know. The Changsheng Sect shaman on the grassland is not easy to mess with. If there are no Taoist masters accompanying the army, it will be difficult to repel the Tatar army.

"Thank you, father!"

Emperor Yuan Kang breathed a sigh of relief. He had read Wang Ziteng's battle report. From the beginning of the black wind, this battle had an unusual atmosphere, which made him understand that it must be the strange man from the grassland who took action, so he came to see Emperor Taizhen and wanted the masters of Longhu Mountain to take action against the shaman of the Changsheng Sect.

After saying this, Emperor Yuan Kang hesitated to speak, his lips moved a few times, and he didn't know how to start.

Emperor Taizhen glanced at his son, and immediately understood his thoughts. He rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"If you have something to say, say it, if you have something to say, fart it, don't delay my fun!"

Emperor Yuan Kang's mouth twitched slightly, secretly sighing that his father was old but his heart was not old. In the past few years, he had given him seven or eight brothers, and he was so vigorous, and his sword was still sharp.

"Now the talents of the noble group are dwindling, and only one person is suitable to lead the army, but this person has just been punished and demoted, so it's a bit troublesome. Please help me with some ideas, father!"

When Emperor Taizhen heard this, he immediately understood who Emperor Yuankang was talking about. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then slowly raised his head and said.

"This matter needs to give Jia Chang a way out, otherwise he might give up!"

"This is exactly what my son is worried about. Jia Chang has a rebellious personality and is soft but not hard. If there is no suitable way out, he will definitely not lead the army to go to war!"

Emperor Yuankang already had an idea in his mind, but he needed to consider Emperor Taizhen's opinion on this matter, so he deliberately didn't mention it.

Emperor Taizhen was old and cunning, and he had reached the pinnacle of political tactics. How could he not know Emperor Yuankang's thoughts? He frowned and scolded him in a bad mood.

"You clearly know what to do, but you let me be the villain. You are so treacherous. Why would I pass the throne to someone like you!"

"Okay, I know what to do. Get out of here!"

Emperor Taizhen threw the wine glass in front of him at the feet of Emperor Yuankang, with a look of disgust on his face, as if he had eaten dog shit.

Emperor Yuankang got the advantage, so he stopped while he was ahead, bowed and said.

"Son, take your leave!"

Emperor Yuankang turned and left, and his figure gradually disappeared from Emperor Taizhen's eyes.

Emperor Taizhen picked up a new wine glass again, filled it with wine, drank it all, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a bit of relief.

"He is thick-faced and black-hearted. I didn't make a mistake about you!"

"Xia Cheng!"

Emperor Taizhen shouted to the outside of the palace, and the eunuch Xia Cheng hurried in, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully.

"Your Majesty, what do you want?"

Emperor Taizhen put down the wine glass again, with a bit of coldness on his face, and said sternly.

"Decree, Prince Zhongshun has been so reckless and stubborn that he is demoted to a prince, fined for two years, and is forbidden to go out without a decree!"

Xia Cheng was stunned when he heard this. What was going on? I haven't heard that Prince Zhongshun has done anything out of line during this period. How could he be demoted suddenly?

Emperor Taizhen pondered for a moment and spoke again. His voice was clear, not like that of an old man, and it was full of the majesty of an emperor.

"Jia Zheng, the deputy minister of the Ministry of Works, has a good way of educating his children, is loyal to the emperor and loves the country, and is promoted to the minister of the Ministry of Works and rewarded with a goldfish bag!"

Xia Cheng instantly understood Emperor Taizhen's intention and took the order. He first went to Prince Zhongshun's mansion to announce the decree, which made Prince Zhongshun so angry that he smashed many valuable items. Then he went to Rongguo Mansion. Jia Zheng felt puzzled, but was still very happy.

The next day, Emperor Yuankang issued a decree to appoint Jia Chang, the Earl of Wu'an, as the commander-in-chief, leading an army of 100,000 to go north to resist the Tatar invasion from the south.

Wu'an Earl Jia Chang gladly accepted the order and led the army to march day and night, arriving at Zhenbei City at the fastest speed.

In the lobby of Zhenbei City, Jia Chang sat at the top, Wang Ziteng sat at the bottom, and the generals were arranged in order. The atmosphere was solemn and extremely depressing.

"Brother Chang, the Tatar army has been attacking Zhenbei City for several days, almost crazy, and the soldiers and horses in the city are almost exhausted. Thanks to your timely arrival!"

With a slight smile on his face, Wang Ziteng said to Jia Chang above him that in terms of seniority, he was Jia Chang's uncle, but whether Jia Chang recognized him or not was another matter.

Jia Chang glanced at Wang Ziteng. It was the first time for him to see the leaders of the previous generation of the four major families. Sure enough, he had some abilities. He was highly accomplished in the Qi and Blood realm. He was a first-class military commander. He was upright, resolute and majestic. No wonder he could rise in the army. , but due to bad luck, he actually bumped into the Tatar tribe and was defeated in a battle. It will be difficult to go further in this life.

"The king is in control, this is the army, you might as well call me General Wu Anbo!"

Jia Chang did not recognize this cheap uncle, Mrs. Wang's brother, who had no relationship with him at all. Jia Chang showed an extremely cold and distant attitude.

Wang Ziteng's expression froze, he put away his smile in embarrassment, and sighed. He was now a defeated general, so he could only speak with his hands.

"It's a discourtesy of the lower official. Please don't blame Wu Anbo!"

"Wang Tong made harsh remarks, so naturally I won't blame him!"

Jia Chang said lightly, looking away from Wang Ziteng and looking outside the city. His eyes were clear and bright, black and white could be distinguished. A ray of starlight flashed in the pupils. A black giant wolf stood in the void, with a ferocious face and blood. In the large mouth of the basin, there are jagged fangs, black saliva dripping, and a fishy smell.

"The Tartar wolf is quite vicious!"

Hearing this, an old man wearing a dragon and tiger Taoist robe on Jia Chang's right also looked at the void outside the city, with a heavy look in his eyes, and said in a condensed voice.

"Wu Anbo, don't underestimate Tatar. The shamans of the Immortality Sect have weird methods and amazing magical powers. If you are not careful, you will be tricked. Even an experienced person must be in awe!"

Jia Chang turned to look at the old Taoist priest, feeling his aura, and shook his head slightly, but it was slightly stronger than Qi and Blood Realm Perfection, so he was not his enemy in one, and he showed a disinterested smile on his face.

When the old Taoist priest saw this, he frowned and said with a wry smile on his face.

"The old Taoist knows that Wu Anbo's martial arts is amazing. He can be said to be the best in the world. He can control the evil spirit of swords and weapons. He is not weaker than the old Taoist and others. However, the longevity sect has three great shamans here this time. They are all top Taoist masters at the real level. I It’s better to be careful!”

The old Taoist priest mistakenly thought that Jia Chang was young and energetic, unruly and arrogant, so he reminded him again.

Jia Chang waved his hand, interrupted the old Taoist priest, and said with great confidence.

"A crumbling dog is not worth mentioning!"

"The army will rest for the night and will leave the city for a decisive battle tomorrow. I will defeat the Tatars in one fell swoop and completely eliminate the threat to the grasslands!"

Although Wang Ziteng was dissatisfied with Jia Chang's attitude, he also knew that this was not the time for conflicts, so he quickly reminded him.

"Wu Anbo, you must not do it. The Tatar army is powerful and cannot be underestimated. Resigning will be a lesson!"

Jia Chang stood up, unruly, majestic and resolute, looked at Wang Ziteng and said in a deep voice.

"The king's rule doesn't need to go far, I have already decided that this battle will be won!"

After saying that, Jia Chang entered the back hall, completely ignoring the advice of Wang Ziteng and the old Taoist priest, and was extremely stubborn, insisting on a decisive battle with the Tatar army tomorrow.

The next day, at dawn, the army had breakfast and all gathered together. Jia Chang rode a black war horse, held a spear, and wore armor. He was solemn and majestic and said in a deep voice.

"Open the city gate and fight decisively!"

The gate of Zhenbei City slowly opened. Jia Chang took the lead and rushed towards the Tatar camp not far away. Behind him, a hundred thousand troops followed. Wang Ziteng and the old Taoist priest stood on top of the city with heavy faces, as if they were mourning for their heirs. Take a look and sigh.

"I didn't expect Wu Anbo to be so reckless and insist on a decisive battle. I'm afraid it will be a cliffhanger this time!"

Wang Ziteng's face was ashen. If Jia Chang wins, Emperor Yuan Kang will be overjoyed and may punish him lightly. If Jia Chang loses, he will definitely end up not much better. It can be said that he will be both prosperous and devastated.

The old Taoist priest also had a heavy look on his face, groaning secretly in his heart, and the magic power in his body was running wildly, preparing to rescue Jia Chang in a critical moment, lest Jia Chang suffer a disastrous defeat and the entire army was annihilated.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to fight tooth and nail this time!"

The Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain has accepted the enshrinement of the Daqian royal family, and their luck has long been connected with Daqian. If Daqian suffers a heavy blow, they will definitely not have a good time. For the inheritance of Longhu Mountain, the old Taoist priest has already done a good job Prepare to die together.

Su He was sitting in the center of the army. He looked across the way and saw the charging Daqian army. His expression was a bit solemn. He had also heard of Jia Chang's name. He was not someone to be trifled with. Both Walas and Jurchens were defeated. After seeing the Daqian young general, he looked back with some worry and said to the three old shamans behind him.

"I also ask three shamans to cast spells to help my army!"

The three shamans nodded and took out the skull. Their long nails were like knives and cut their wrists. Bright blood was sprinkled on the skull. Waves of dark wind began to rage. Black air enveloped the sky and the earth. Lead clouds were low. Drooping, extremely depressing, countless ferocious faces appeared in the void, ferocious and gloomy, rushing toward the army below, densely packed, this scene was extremely terrifying, like the abyss of purgatory.

"not good!"

The old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain was shocked. He did not expect that the other party would use all his strength from the beginning. He stepped on the Gang Steps, and the sound of dragon and tiger could be faintly heard from his body. A Bagua Yin and Yang diagram slowly unfolded under his feet, and a peach tree appeared in his hand. To use the sword, you must cast spells and form formations to resist the evil spells of the shaman.

At this moment, a loud shout came, which shocked the old Taoist priest's soul, made his movements stiff, and let out a muffled groan. A bright red stream flowed from the corner of his mouth. He was shocked by the sound before he could take action. He couldn't help but be horrified. Looking at the forefront of Daqian's army, the young general was unruly and unstoppable.

Jia Chang narrowed his eyes slightly, locked the three shamans in the distance, snorted coldly, put the spear behind his back, stretched out his hand to grab it, the evil energy of the endless swords condensed, and gathered into a strong bow, his fingers pulled the black bow string, and a The stars fell from the sky and gathered into arrows. Three shining arrows flew out like meteors, accompanied by a loud roar.

"It's a heretic, it's not worth mentioning, just take my arrow!"

The three arrows were like meteors, dragging their long tails across the void, and instantly appeared in front of the three shamans whose expressions changed drastically. They passed through their bodies without giving them any time to react. , a fist-sized hole appeared on the chest, transparent from front to back.

The three shamans lowered their heads in disbelief, with panic in their eyes. Their souls were entangled and swallowed by black evil spirits, unable to leave their bodies. The skulls in their hands showed cracks and black smoke. Emerging from it, shrouding their bodies, countless ferocious faces in the sky suddenly changed directions and rushed towards the direction where the three shamans were sitting.

"Ahhhhh!"

Thousands of ghosts were biting, and the shrill screams resounded throughout the battlefield. It was extremely terrifying and eerie. Su He quickly slapped his seat on the BMW, rushed forward, and distanced himself.

Seeing this, Jia Chang laughed loudly, and the spear appeared in his hand again from behind, shouting loudly.

"My sons, follow me into the battle. We will definitely kill Su He today!"

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

Fighting hand to hand, Jia Chang took the lead, with a spear in his hand that was invincible. The cold light was as sharp as pear blossoms blooming. Dozens of blood spurted out from the enemy's neck. With a pop, one figure after another fell to the ground and was trampled into flesh by the horse. Jia Chang Like an arrow, Chang rushed straight towards the central Tatar army and headed towards Su He. The army behind him followed closely behind him, unstoppable and unparalleled sharpness.

The spear in Jia Chang's hand danced like a dragon and snake, roaring and flying, killing dozens of Tatar warriors without a single enemy. He was unstoppable and unparalleled in sharpness. The Tatar army was defeated and rushed straight to the Tatar Khan. In front of Su He.

This descendant of the Golden Family is not a coward. He is proficient in martial arts and has extraordinary skills. When he saw Jia Chang rushing in front of him, he was not afraid. He raised the spear in his hand and stabbed it out. A black wolf head appeared, and the Tatar leader unexpectedly He is a top military general with perfect energy and blood. No wonder he can lead the Golden Family to prosper again.

The spear in Jia Chang's hand shook violently, like a phoenix spreading its wings, gorgeous and luxurious, and divine flames appeared in the air, golden and red in color, condensed into a divine phoenix, raising its head and roaring, the sound was ethereal and holy, distant and majestic, He suddenly stretched out his phoenix claws and grabbed hard, breaking the black wolf's head into pieces and dissipating into the void.

The spear thrust forward suddenly and penetrated directly into Su He's neck. Blood spurted out. Su He could no longer hold the spear in his hand and fell to the ground. His eyes dimmed and his ambition followed this move. The gun was directly annihilated. Su He opened and closed his mouth several times, blood gushed out, and he could not make any sound at all. His head tilted to the side, and a generation of grassland heroes fell like this.

Jia Chang swung his spear and threw Su He's body on the ground. The spear swept across and broke Su He's banner. The Tatar army was in chaos and was scattered by the Daqian army.

The great banner of the Golden Family is called "Suled". It is similar to a spear-shaped ancient weapon. There is a disc at the base of the spear and eighty-one small holes on the edge of the disc. It is made of horse hair and pine and cypress poles. It is erected on a stone turtle base to protect the grassland. The sacred object above is also an invincible totem of victory and has the supreme status.

Jia Chang interrupted the Dagu, thus interrupting the faith and courage of the Tatar army. Their fighting spirit was extinguished in an instant, and they were no match for the Tatar army.

Jia Chang ordered his troops to retreat and ordered the army to clean the battlefield. He returned to the city alone and stepped onto the city gate. He looked at the old Taoist who looked sluggish, frowned slightly and asked curiously.

"Zhenmao, what's wrong with you?"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he only felt toothache. He took a deep breath to calm down his shock and said in a strange tone.

"Old man, I accidentally got distracted. It's nothing serious!"

Jia Chang nodded, looked calm, and spoke.

"That's good, otherwise I would have thought he was injured by me. If so, the real person's cultivation is too weak!"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, his energy and blood trembled in his body, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out. He looked at Jia Chang's calm face with resentment, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"I am a real person no matter how you say it. Even the best monks in the world, even immortals and gods, can't beat me. You pervert, you actually shocked my soul with just a shout, you are simply a monster!"

Wang Ziteng next to him was also shocked. It was the first time that he saw Jia Chang's performance on the battlefield. He was so brave. The Tatar army that he could not defeat was easily wiped out by Jia Chang. This fact made Wang Ziteng very happy. Injuried.

"Tatar is no longer in trouble. I will rest tonight. I will return to the court tomorrow. Wang Zongzong, will you come back to the court with me or wait for His Majesty's decree?"

After Wang Ziteng heard this, he came back to his senses, retracted his shocked eyes, looked complicated, and said dejectedly.

"The defeated general can only wait for His Majesty to convict him. He dare not return to the capital without His Majesty's will!"

Jia Chang nodded, said no more, turned and left the city, preparing to return to the court.

In this battle, Wu'an Bo Jia Chang personally led the army, charged into the battle, and won in one day. He killed 80,000 enemies and captured countless prisoners. He once again made great military exploits and was named Wu Guogong, which shocked the government and the public.

Rongguo Mansion, Rongxi Hall, Mrs. Wang's face was livid, and her teeth were itching with hatred. Her brother, Wang Ziteng, was defeated in a battle and was punished by His Majesty. He was demoted to the rank of General Huaiyuan. From the third rank, that criminal actually made military exploits and was awarded the title of "General Huaiyuan". For Duke Wu, God is so blind!

"In the future, that evil obstacle will cover the sky with one hand, and we, mother and son, will no longer have the right to speak to each other in this Rongguo Mansion!"

Mrs. Wang squeezed the Buddhist beads in her hand fiercely, her face was ferocious, like an evil ghost, which was in sharp contrast to the compassionate appearance of the Buddha in front of her.