Conferred God: High Priest of Yin and Shang Dynasties
Chapter 39 Yuan Futong was executed
Chapter 39 Yuan Futong was executed
By the time he learned from the messenger the reason for the loss of national fortunes, Baiyao had already led his troops to Beihai City.
He did not support what Di Xin said about dividing his troops to return reinforcements. According to the battle report, the barbarians were advancing too fast, and they could not stop them even if they divided their troops.
What we have to do now is to capture Beihai City in one go and then go to support the south.
Yuan Futong must not stay.
Besides, after reading the battle report, Baiyao was not in a hurry.
In the big tent, he took out the imperial edict list and contacted Kong Xuan:
"Brother Kong, the great merchants are going to destroy the country."
After a while, far away in the immortal volcano, Kong Xuan, who had just walked out of the infinite flames, said with shock on his face:
"The Saint is here?!"
Baiyao sighed:
"It's a barbarian invasion. The city wall can't stop the strange beasts they control. I can't drive back now."
Kong Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"What's the big deal about these mere exotic beasts? I wish you no need to panic. I'll set out immediately to kill them all."
"That's good," Baiyao asked, "Are you done?"
Kong Xuan lowered his head, looked at the jade egg wrapped in five-color divine light in his arms, and said a little unnaturally:
"I'm busy... I'm done, let's not talk anymore."
Kong Xuan suddenly lost contact with him. Although Baiyao felt strange, he didn't care.
He stood up and walked out of the tent, overlooking a low city in the basin below the cliff.
Beihai City.
After being driven here, Yuan Futong did not choose to defend the city, because he would die faster that way. Even if the small city was reinforced, it would not be able to withstand the onslaught of siege equipment for long.
He drove all the remaining 20 rebels out of the city gates, preparing to fight to the death.
Baiyao breathed in the cold air, thinking a lot in his heart.
It's Yuan Futong again, and it's a barbarian tribe. They are all here to consume the national power of Dashang.
"To pave the way for becoming a god..."
he murmured.
He had fought many battles with barbarians in his memory, so he naturally knew the fighting power of those Jiuli remnants.
If you have to describe it, the barbarian soldiers are malnourished beasts.
The wilderness environment is harsh, and many places can be said to be barren of grass. It is very difficult for the barbarians to survive. If it were not for the shaman blood in their bodies and the blessing of the Nuwa Empress, they would have been eaten up by the alien beasts long ago.
But they are indeed like invincible Xiaoqiang.
First, he was defeated once by his original self, and then once again by Huang Feihu. He didn't expect that he would dare to invade so soon.
I guess there is someone behind it.
Baiyao looked calm.
The enemy has entered into a misunderstanding, thinking that as long as the national power of the Shang Dynasty is reduced, the Shang Dynasty can be overthrown during the Great Tribulation of the Gods.
But his methods are not limited to mortal warfare.
From time traveling to the present, offering sacrifices, marching to the north, wooing Jiejiao...
All for the sake of national luck.
As long as he has enough national luck points, he will be able to turn the tide even if Xiqi hits Chaoge in the future.
Bullshit saint!Bullshit god-making!
After I fill up the imperial list for a few years, let's see which bastard dares to make trouble overtly or covertly!
Cursing in his heart, Baiyao suddenly felt that his thoughts were clear.
Under the cliff, a vast army of merchants was waiting for his order, their eyes wild.
Taking advantage of the brainwashing achievements and miraculous performances of previous Da Zhus, Baiyao's few words of pre-war mobilization in Chongcheng once again pushed Da Zhu's position to a new level.
In a sense, the troops below are already his private soldiers.
Baiyao took out the loudspeaker charm given by Wen Zhong, cleared his throat, and crushed it.
The flag soldiers on the side saw this and immediately waved their flags.
The flag order spread throughout the army.
The cavalry mounted their horses, the soldiers drew their swords, and all faced Beihai City.
Not far away, the rebels were also ready.
Everyone in Dashang's army held their breath, and even the war horses kept tapping their hooves. The atmosphere on the battlefield was like a barrel of explosives that could explode with just a tiny spark.
The next moment, Baiyao's voice spread across the wilderness:
"Those who kill Yuan Futong will enter the ancestral temple after death to worship their ancestors."
As soon as these words came out, everything became quiet, and no one could believe what they heard.
Breathe...
two breaths...
three breaths...
Ji Fa, who was at the forefront of the army and served as the vanguard, finally couldn't help it.
His face turned red, a pair of bright eyes flashed with crazy light, and his blood boiled all over. He raised his spear high and shouted:
"Yin Shang warriors! Conquer Beihai!!!"
"Treading the North Sea——"
"kill!!!"
Suddenly the color of the sky and the earth changed, thousands of horses galloped, and the Yin and Shang troops rushed towards the rebels like crazy.
Evil Lai, who leads the heavily armored soldiers, can even run faster than a horse.
The cavalry general Su Quanzhong even abandoned his men and rushed into the enemy formation alone, making an unparalleled attack.
The rebels' will to regard death as their own has become as shattering as glass.They were unable to withstand the tsunami-like impact of the Yin Shang army, and their formation was torn apart in an instant.
The north wind howls and blood flows like a river.
The Yin and Shang soldiers all became red-eyed and searched for Yuan Futong among the enemy troops.
"Da Zhu, can the four of us go down?"
Moli Qing on the side said eagerly to Bai Yaoyan.
Baiyao was slightly surprised, but still smiled and said:
"Go ahead if you're not afraid of karmic debt."
Wen Zhong, who had already known that he could enter the ancestral temple, nodded and said:
"I'm here, so you don't have to worry about Da Zhu's safety."
After receiving the answer, the four generals of the Demon Family beamed with joy, disappeared in a whoosh, and rushed into the rebellious army to search for Yuan Futong. …
Beihai Houfu.
"Come with me, Lord Marquis, there is nothing you can do to save yourself."
Han Qing said to Yuan Futong.
Yuan Futong has already eaten three bowls of noodles and is currently squatting under the eaves eating his fourth bowl.
Hearing Han Qing's words, he raised his head, wiped his mouth, and said in a daze:
"where to?"
The killing outside the city seemed to have nothing to do with the two of them, Han Qing said softly:
"Go to Fangwai before it's too late."
Yuan Futong chewed noodles and said vaguely:
"Didn't you... offend someone?"
Han Qing shook his head and said:
"The world of cultivation is much larger than the human world. Just find a place that is a little more remote and where the spiritual energy is thin."
"That's good, you go quickly."
Yuan Futong nodded and continued to squat and eat noodles.
Han Qing frowned and said:
"Aren't you leaving?"
"Boom-"
When Yuan Futong heard this, he smashed the bowl with all his strength, stood up, pointed at Han Qing and cursed angrily:
"Get the hell out of here! My home is right here! I'm not going anywhere!"
Han Qing just looked at him, then raised his hand and said softly:
"Master Hou, this matter cannot be controlled..."
"Are you going to go or not?!"
Yuan Futong suddenly took out a dagger and put it on his neck. His pupils were bloodshot and his whole body was tense.
Han Qing's fingers trembled slightly and his breathing was a little unsteady, but he stopped casting the spell.
The two stood still.
Until Yuan Futong's voice choked with sobs and he said with pleading:
"Han Qing, please, let me die in Beihai, let me die with my brothers..."
"..."
Han Qing was silent, his spirit continued to weaken, and finally disappeared, leaving only one sentence:
"Master Hou, take care."
After he left, Yuan Futong silently threw away the dagger, picked up the frozen noodles on the ground with his hands, and swallowed them one bite at a time.
Not long after, the door to the courtyard was kicked open.
Ji Fa was breathing heavily, his body covered in blood as if the god of death had come to the world, he pointed his spear at Yuan Futong and shouted angrily:
"The traitor is killed!"
……
Big tent on the cliff.
"ended."
Seeing the army rushing into Beihai City, Baiyao said softly.
Wen Zhong held both whips and turned his head to look south:
"Next, there are the barbarians."
Baiyao chuckled and said:
"Grand Master, don't worry too much, I'm already in danger of the alien beasts..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
I saw golden lines crisscrossing the sky and the earth, and countless grids gathered in an instant, like a huge chessboard covering the two of them.
Wen Zhong's eyes were cold and he suddenly pulled out his whip:
"Wish you to be careful!"
"Om-"
The grid under Wen Zhong's feet burst into golden light, and several chains protruded from the void, locking all the joints in his body in the blink of an eye.
As soon as his cultivation was in motion, a majestic force hit him.
"Come on!"
Unable to break free for a moment, Wen Zhong shouted to Baiyao.
High in the sky, a green bell swayed.
The figure of a practitioner appeared on the grid.
He was holding a long sword flowing with cold light, and his momentum was astonishing. His eyes looking at Baiyao were full of murderous intent.
"Bam—"
His speed caused a harsh sonic boom, and he raised his sword to kill.
In times of crisis, Baiyao did not act.
He just looked at the cultivator calmly without taking a step back.
The assassin turned into a blue meteor and arrived in an instant.
Just when he was less than ten feet away from Baiyao.
A furious will rose up between heaven and earth.
The assassin was instantly frozen in mid-air and could not move forward even an inch no matter how much he cultivated.
That will hit the sky, reached the 33rd level of the sky, and then hit the supreme palace.
After half a breath, a barrel-thick thunderbolt fell from the sky with terrifying pressure!
"Boom—"
Without any surprise, the assassin was chopped into powder.
Baiyao vaguely saw that he seemed to smile at the end.
……
In the seventh year of Emperor Xin's reign, on the ninth day of the tenth month, Yuan Futong, the leader of the North Sea pirates, was executed.
On the same day, an unknown cultivator tried to assassinate Da Zhu, but he was killed by thunder from the sky.
——"The Chronicles of Dashang Shenting"
(End of this chapter)
By the time he learned from the messenger the reason for the loss of national fortunes, Baiyao had already led his troops to Beihai City.
He did not support what Di Xin said about dividing his troops to return reinforcements. According to the battle report, the barbarians were advancing too fast, and they could not stop them even if they divided their troops.
What we have to do now is to capture Beihai City in one go and then go to support the south.
Yuan Futong must not stay.
Besides, after reading the battle report, Baiyao was not in a hurry.
In the big tent, he took out the imperial edict list and contacted Kong Xuan:
"Brother Kong, the great merchants are going to destroy the country."
After a while, far away in the immortal volcano, Kong Xuan, who had just walked out of the infinite flames, said with shock on his face:
"The Saint is here?!"
Baiyao sighed:
"It's a barbarian invasion. The city wall can't stop the strange beasts they control. I can't drive back now."
Kong Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"What's the big deal about these mere exotic beasts? I wish you no need to panic. I'll set out immediately to kill them all."
"That's good," Baiyao asked, "Are you done?"
Kong Xuan lowered his head, looked at the jade egg wrapped in five-color divine light in his arms, and said a little unnaturally:
"I'm busy... I'm done, let's not talk anymore."
Kong Xuan suddenly lost contact with him. Although Baiyao felt strange, he didn't care.
He stood up and walked out of the tent, overlooking a low city in the basin below the cliff.
Beihai City.
After being driven here, Yuan Futong did not choose to defend the city, because he would die faster that way. Even if the small city was reinforced, it would not be able to withstand the onslaught of siege equipment for long.
He drove all the remaining 20 rebels out of the city gates, preparing to fight to the death.
Baiyao breathed in the cold air, thinking a lot in his heart.
It's Yuan Futong again, and it's a barbarian tribe. They are all here to consume the national power of Dashang.
"To pave the way for becoming a god..."
he murmured.
He had fought many battles with barbarians in his memory, so he naturally knew the fighting power of those Jiuli remnants.
If you have to describe it, the barbarian soldiers are malnourished beasts.
The wilderness environment is harsh, and many places can be said to be barren of grass. It is very difficult for the barbarians to survive. If it were not for the shaman blood in their bodies and the blessing of the Nuwa Empress, they would have been eaten up by the alien beasts long ago.
But they are indeed like invincible Xiaoqiang.
First, he was defeated once by his original self, and then once again by Huang Feihu. He didn't expect that he would dare to invade so soon.
I guess there is someone behind it.
Baiyao looked calm.
The enemy has entered into a misunderstanding, thinking that as long as the national power of the Shang Dynasty is reduced, the Shang Dynasty can be overthrown during the Great Tribulation of the Gods.
But his methods are not limited to mortal warfare.
From time traveling to the present, offering sacrifices, marching to the north, wooing Jiejiao...
All for the sake of national luck.
As long as he has enough national luck points, he will be able to turn the tide even if Xiqi hits Chaoge in the future.
Bullshit saint!Bullshit god-making!
After I fill up the imperial list for a few years, let's see which bastard dares to make trouble overtly or covertly!
Cursing in his heart, Baiyao suddenly felt that his thoughts were clear.
Under the cliff, a vast army of merchants was waiting for his order, their eyes wild.
Taking advantage of the brainwashing achievements and miraculous performances of previous Da Zhus, Baiyao's few words of pre-war mobilization in Chongcheng once again pushed Da Zhu's position to a new level.
In a sense, the troops below are already his private soldiers.
Baiyao took out the loudspeaker charm given by Wen Zhong, cleared his throat, and crushed it.
The flag soldiers on the side saw this and immediately waved their flags.
The flag order spread throughout the army.
The cavalry mounted their horses, the soldiers drew their swords, and all faced Beihai City.
Not far away, the rebels were also ready.
Everyone in Dashang's army held their breath, and even the war horses kept tapping their hooves. The atmosphere on the battlefield was like a barrel of explosives that could explode with just a tiny spark.
The next moment, Baiyao's voice spread across the wilderness:
"Those who kill Yuan Futong will enter the ancestral temple after death to worship their ancestors."
As soon as these words came out, everything became quiet, and no one could believe what they heard.
Breathe...
two breaths...
three breaths...
Ji Fa, who was at the forefront of the army and served as the vanguard, finally couldn't help it.
His face turned red, a pair of bright eyes flashed with crazy light, and his blood boiled all over. He raised his spear high and shouted:
"Yin Shang warriors! Conquer Beihai!!!"
"Treading the North Sea——"
"kill!!!"
Suddenly the color of the sky and the earth changed, thousands of horses galloped, and the Yin and Shang troops rushed towards the rebels like crazy.
Evil Lai, who leads the heavily armored soldiers, can even run faster than a horse.
The cavalry general Su Quanzhong even abandoned his men and rushed into the enemy formation alone, making an unparalleled attack.
The rebels' will to regard death as their own has become as shattering as glass.They were unable to withstand the tsunami-like impact of the Yin Shang army, and their formation was torn apart in an instant.
The north wind howls and blood flows like a river.
The Yin and Shang soldiers all became red-eyed and searched for Yuan Futong among the enemy troops.
"Da Zhu, can the four of us go down?"
Moli Qing on the side said eagerly to Bai Yaoyan.
Baiyao was slightly surprised, but still smiled and said:
"Go ahead if you're not afraid of karmic debt."
Wen Zhong, who had already known that he could enter the ancestral temple, nodded and said:
"I'm here, so you don't have to worry about Da Zhu's safety."
After receiving the answer, the four generals of the Demon Family beamed with joy, disappeared in a whoosh, and rushed into the rebellious army to search for Yuan Futong. …
Beihai Houfu.
"Come with me, Lord Marquis, there is nothing you can do to save yourself."
Han Qing said to Yuan Futong.
Yuan Futong has already eaten three bowls of noodles and is currently squatting under the eaves eating his fourth bowl.
Hearing Han Qing's words, he raised his head, wiped his mouth, and said in a daze:
"where to?"
The killing outside the city seemed to have nothing to do with the two of them, Han Qing said softly:
"Go to Fangwai before it's too late."
Yuan Futong chewed noodles and said vaguely:
"Didn't you... offend someone?"
Han Qing shook his head and said:
"The world of cultivation is much larger than the human world. Just find a place that is a little more remote and where the spiritual energy is thin."
"That's good, you go quickly."
Yuan Futong nodded and continued to squat and eat noodles.
Han Qing frowned and said:
"Aren't you leaving?"
"Boom-"
When Yuan Futong heard this, he smashed the bowl with all his strength, stood up, pointed at Han Qing and cursed angrily:
"Get the hell out of here! My home is right here! I'm not going anywhere!"
Han Qing just looked at him, then raised his hand and said softly:
"Master Hou, this matter cannot be controlled..."
"Are you going to go or not?!"
Yuan Futong suddenly took out a dagger and put it on his neck. His pupils were bloodshot and his whole body was tense.
Han Qing's fingers trembled slightly and his breathing was a little unsteady, but he stopped casting the spell.
The two stood still.
Until Yuan Futong's voice choked with sobs and he said with pleading:
"Han Qing, please, let me die in Beihai, let me die with my brothers..."
"..."
Han Qing was silent, his spirit continued to weaken, and finally disappeared, leaving only one sentence:
"Master Hou, take care."
After he left, Yuan Futong silently threw away the dagger, picked up the frozen noodles on the ground with his hands, and swallowed them one bite at a time.
Not long after, the door to the courtyard was kicked open.
Ji Fa was breathing heavily, his body covered in blood as if the god of death had come to the world, he pointed his spear at Yuan Futong and shouted angrily:
"The traitor is killed!"
……
Big tent on the cliff.
"ended."
Seeing the army rushing into Beihai City, Baiyao said softly.
Wen Zhong held both whips and turned his head to look south:
"Next, there are the barbarians."
Baiyao chuckled and said:
"Grand Master, don't worry too much, I'm already in danger of the alien beasts..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
I saw golden lines crisscrossing the sky and the earth, and countless grids gathered in an instant, like a huge chessboard covering the two of them.
Wen Zhong's eyes were cold and he suddenly pulled out his whip:
"Wish you to be careful!"
"Om-"
The grid under Wen Zhong's feet burst into golden light, and several chains protruded from the void, locking all the joints in his body in the blink of an eye.
As soon as his cultivation was in motion, a majestic force hit him.
"Come on!"
Unable to break free for a moment, Wen Zhong shouted to Baiyao.
High in the sky, a green bell swayed.
The figure of a practitioner appeared on the grid.
He was holding a long sword flowing with cold light, and his momentum was astonishing. His eyes looking at Baiyao were full of murderous intent.
"Bam—"
His speed caused a harsh sonic boom, and he raised his sword to kill.
In times of crisis, Baiyao did not act.
He just looked at the cultivator calmly without taking a step back.
The assassin turned into a blue meteor and arrived in an instant.
Just when he was less than ten feet away from Baiyao.
A furious will rose up between heaven and earth.
The assassin was instantly frozen in mid-air and could not move forward even an inch no matter how much he cultivated.
That will hit the sky, reached the 33rd level of the sky, and then hit the supreme palace.
After half a breath, a barrel-thick thunderbolt fell from the sky with terrifying pressure!
"Boom—"
Without any surprise, the assassin was chopped into powder.
Baiyao vaguely saw that he seemed to smile at the end.
……
In the seventh year of Emperor Xin's reign, on the ninth day of the tenth month, Yuan Futong, the leader of the North Sea pirates, was executed.
On the same day, an unknown cultivator tried to assassinate Da Zhu, but he was killed by thunder from the sky.
——"The Chronicles of Dashang Shenting"
(End of this chapter)
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