From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 168: The Four Kingdoms Attack Qin; Return to the Court (Please Submit)

Wu Fengdeng's injuries were not very serious, but he was exhausted and ate several bullets. After a short rest, he recovered some of his mobility.

He immediately came to Shao Siming's body, touched his waist, his face immediately lit up with joy, and took out the blood-stained cloth bag.

"This thing belongs to me."

He shook it, and Ying Zheng looked back: "No one is competing with you."

"I have to say that Yin Yang Family has a lot of good things."

Wu Fengdeng rummaged through it, and found a great abundance of elixirs, techniques, gold and silver. However, Wu Fengdeng did not look carefully. He finally found two Xiangfei bamboo leaves in the midst of this chaos.

This kind of thing that allows Yin-Yang schools to exchange information is what he really wants to find.

He found a broken candle nearby, lit it, and held up the Xiangfei bamboo towards the flame.

On the first bamboo leaf, I saw the following words: [We failed to obtain the crimson jade grass, and we must not allow any more accidents to happen to the blood jade of the Zhao Kingdom. We will be waiting for the Chu Chongbu ascension ceremony, and we will return to the pavilion immediately after the event is completed.]

"The Ascension Ceremony..."

Wu Fengdeng narrowed his eyes slightly. Hearing this impressive name, he thought it should be related to the Yin-Yang School's goal of becoming an immortal.

"Have they got specific directions for the ceremony? It seems like they have made some progress."

Originally, he thought that the Yin-Yang family was striving to become immortal only through elixirs, which was why he scoffed at their idea.

Can you become an immortal just by taking medicine?

This is nonsense!
But now they have given them a term, [Grand Ceremony of Ascension], it seems that they are not doing things recklessly, but what exactly does it mean?

Wu Fengdeng had no idea, so he suppressed the question in his heart and picked up the second bamboo leaf.

[The four states of Wei, Chu, Yan, and Qi want to unite to attack Qin. Lord Dongjun has become the military advisor of the Wei army. The battle with Zhao can be lost. Revenge is not a one-time thing. Don't be impulsive.]

"Join forces to attack Qin?" He exclaimed at the first sight, and instantly attracted the attention of Ying Zheng and Han Fei.

"what?"

When the two saw Wu Fengdeng's solemn expression, they realized that the matter was of great importance and hurriedly came forward to take a closer look.

"The four countries attacked Qin. Haha, it's not like there hasn't been one before. So what? They were just a mob." Ying Zheng snorted coldly.

In the past few years, there were many cases of alliances among the vassal states joining forces to attack Qin, but in the end, didn’t they all collapse and suffer defeat?

They appear to be in harmony but are actually at odds with each other and have ulterior motives. There is no need to be afraid

Han Fei frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Maybe they will be different this time. After all, the Yin-Yang School is the matchmaker, and Dong Jun is directly involved. He is known as the number one master of the Yin-Yang School under Taiyi."

"It can be seen that the Yin-Yang family attaches great importance to this battle. In addition, the Qin Dynasty has destroyed two countries in half a year. The four countries of Wei, Chu, Yan and Qi must be very wary, especially Wei. It is the only remaining root of Jin State, and they will definitely spare no effort!"

"You are right. They are definitely here to destroy the Qin Dynasty."

Wu Fengdeng nodded in response.

In the past, when the Qin State conquered various countries, it usually occupied a few counties and cities and stopped abruptly. It did not cause huge losses to the vassal states, nor did it put them in danger of extinction.

Except for the Battle of Changping.

But it is different now. The Qin Dynasty directly destroyed the two countries within half a year. This expansionist attitude is obviously aimed at unifying China. No matter how murderous and numb the monarchs of various countries are, they will not sit idly by.

Therefore, they are likely to be serious and put all their efforts into this alliance to attack Qin.

"If an enemy comes, I will fight him; if a flood comes, I will block it with earth. I want to see how big a wave they can make."

"Since the day I attacked Han, I have been prepared to fight the six nations alone!"

Ying Zheng smiled coldly, then wiped the blood off his face, tore off his broken armor, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the palace gate with his sword in hand.

Seeing that he was prepared, Wu Fengdeng stopped worrying and stood up and walked to the door.

The heavy rain outside gradually stopped, the green tiles became greener, the pool of blood became redder, the colors were as bright as an oil painting.

Most of the Zhao troops in the palace had been killed, and a few surrendered and were captured. The situation stabilized, and everyone in the sky and on the ground stared at the entrance of the hall.

In silence, three figures walked out from the darkness, standing tall and proud, with traces of battle particularly strong, making them look even more sharp.

Especially in the eyes of everyone, Wu Fengdeng, although he did not have the handsomeness of Han Fei or the proud majesty of Ying Zheng, he was even more impossible to ignore standing there.

"Your Majesty!"

A thunderous sound of awe rang out like a tide, and Ying Zheng raised his sword, flashing a cold light.

"Close the door and leave no official alive!"

"Here!"

A strict killing order was issued, and the city of Handan was flooded with blood. The morale of the Zhao army, which was fighting fiercely, quickly collapsed when they heard the news of King Zhao's death.

Except for some people in the Cangqi Realm who flew away when they saw that the situation was not right, all the others were either killed or surrendered. Even the Zhao clan immortal and Li Mu, the two Zhenwu, could not escape the fate of being captured under this trend.

At this point, Qin won a great victory!
……

Due to the complicated post-war affairs, Wu Fengdeng escaped early and returned to the camp to have some peace and quiet.

For three days, he was completely immersed in cultivation and recovery, and by the time he returned to the capital, his condition had returned to its peak.

In the carriage, Li Qun had sorted out the detailed battle report and sent it in. Wu Fengdeng unfolded it and took a look.

In this battle, the Qin army lost 100,000 soldiers out of a total of 400,000, including more than 3,000 elite Fire Armor Army soldiers under Wu Fengdeng. The casualties were not too heavy and were acceptable.

After a simple summary of the military achievements, Wu Fengdeng unsurprisingly took the first place among deputy generals.

After all, since the war began, they have successively conquered three cities of Lishi, been the first to ascend Jinyang, burned four granaries, replenished food and grass, attacked the Huns in the north, and so on. Each achievement would be extremely dazzling and glorious for any deputy general.

Even with so many military achievements, even the main generals of various departments were overshadowed. Except for Li Xin and Yang Duan, who were at the top in terms of military exploits, the rest of Wang Ben and his men were ranked behind Wu Fengdeng.

"With so much military merit, there are too many things that can be exchanged for. After returning to Xianyang, we will make careful plans, and the main focus will still be on cultivation resources."

He just made a rough calculation and then continued to look back.

What followed were trivial matters such as post-war arrangements, which had little to do with him, so he stopped reading them.

At noon the next day, the army finally entered the Qin territory, and then dispersed and returned to their respective garrisons. Only the Black Dragon Cavalry and the Fire Armor Army continued to head towards Xianyang.

He returned to the camp during the day to provide relief to the families of his men who died in battle and deal with various complicated matters. It was not until late at night that Wu Fengdeng was able to return to his own courtyard.

"Ah~ I'm finally home!"

Qingdai ran in with her arms open, her slightly red face full of relief.

Wu Fengdeng also felt relieved. The war had lasted too long, and the long-term pressure of war was finally relieved at this moment.

"Let's eat first. By the way, are all the vegetables at home rotten?"

Qingdai pushed open the kitchen door and took a look. There were already some spider webs and dust in it, and the vegetables in the cupboard were withered and rotten.

"Mr. Wu, I'll go buy some groceries first." She turned around and said, holding her rumbling stomach.

Wu Fengdeng took out some silver from his pocket and said calmly, "Don't bother, go to the nearby restaurant and buy some."

"Yeah yeah!"

Qingdai went out briskly with the silver in her hand.

Soon the house was filled with the aroma of food. This long-lost delicacy was much more delicious than the coarse rice they had during the march. Both of them kept silent and finished the meal like whirlwind.

"Mr. Wu, do you want to take a bath to relax? If so, I'll go boil some water now." Qingdai touched her obviously bulging belly, raised her eyelids and then closed them, and spoke sleepily in a soft voice.

Wu Fengdeng waved his hand: "Go back to sleep."

"Oh ok."

Having not had a good rest for such a long time, Wu Fengdeng was in no mood to work hard and slept soundly.

It was not until the next morning, after he had bathed and changed his clothes, that he bought some gifts from outside and came to the Jixia Academy, where he first went to the Taoist residence.

"Godfather, the child is back."

On the wooden building, Wu Fengdeng knelt respectfully and kowtowed heavily.

Wei Zhe was still wearing a grey robe as before, stroking his thick white beard. Looking at the young man in red in front of him, he could clearly see that he had washed carefully, but there was still an inevitable smell of blood.

"Get up, get up. I don't care about these things, old man."

"Yes."

"Since you are back, play chess with me and tell me what you feel about this trip."

"it is good!"

Wu Fengdeng lifted his coat and sat opposite Wei Zhe, then said, "Foster father, during this trip to attack Zhao, I learned some strange military tactics and put them into practice, and I found them more profound..."

It was just like a work report in his previous life. Wu Fengdeng had already organized his language before he came. Now he spoke slowly and leisurely while playing chess with Wei Zhe.

The wind is cold in late autumn, but there are green bamboos around the wooden building. The cold wind is mixed with a light scent, which makes people feel refreshed.

An old man and a young man sat opposite each other like this, the steam from the tea on the table wafting, the sound of wind and leaves rustling as chess pieces fell, it was truly an elegant scene.

"…That's probably the case. I always feel that the more I use Qimen, the more often bad things happen in my daily life."

Wei Zhe said with a smile: "My child, nothing in the world appears out of thin air. Since ancient times, all things have been balanced. Whatever you get from the way of heaven, you must give it back in the dark. This is why I told you to be cautious when using Qimen."

Wu Fengdeng frowned slightly and asked, "What is the most serious consequence of this?"

"The most serious thing, haha, is probably to be like me, and to be careful with what you say and do throughout your life."

Wei Zhe slowly said: "Look at this wooden building and the surrounding scenery, what can you find?"

Wu Fengdeng looked around and saw green bamboos, green trees, fences and rockery, a natural and beautiful scene.

Beyond that, what else?
Is there any invisible effect?

He was startled for a moment, and then he activated the Qimen Sipan as if he had a clue. It kept spinning with no intention of stopping, and sometimes it was counterclockwise, sometimes clockwise, with no regular pattern.

This……

Why is everything so messed up!
"Found?"

Wei Zhe smiled bitterly and said, "These are all the blinding formations I set up to conceal my existence in the world, in order to disappear from the sight of the Heavenly Dao. Otherwise, I will not live long."

"So, kid, be careful when you're fighting, and don't follow in my footsteps."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengdeng was shocked. He never expected that Wei Zhe had been living in seclusion here for so many years just for this reason!
If Qimen is used too much, does that mean it cannot be tolerated by the laws of nature?

In fact, Wu Fengdeng had also heard Yang Jianwen mention this mysterious law of nature.

It is above everything in the world and is malicious towards those with high cultivation, just like a person may not care about the ants at his feet, but will not ignore the field mouse running in front of him.

Therefore, the earthly immortals of various countries on the Shenzhou continent would choose to hide in the royal palace, using the blood jade to cover up the way of heaven, and would not go out unless necessary.

As for the highest level of celestial beings, no one has reached that level in thousands of years, and no one knows the specific situation.

It was not until now that Wu Fengdeng realized that not only the earthly immortals feared the Way of Heaven, but even those who practiced the strange art would be rejected by the Way of Heaven.

"Godfather, is there any way to eradicate or alleviate this?"

"Haha, do you still want to help me regain my freedom?"

"Yes, that's what I meant."

Wei Zhe smiled and shook his head: "Just worry about yourself. If there really is such a method, Guigu and I would have tried it long ago. I know you are filial, so just come more often in the future."

Wu Fengdeng had no choice but to nod. Just as he was about to place the chess piece in his hand, he found that he had already lost.

"Godfather, it's still early, let's play another round!"

"Come on, you poor chess player. It's really torture to play this game with you." Wei Zhe said mercilessly. Wu Fengdeng scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

"Go back, go back. What's so good about an old man like me? Don't let Miss Jiang down."

Wu Fengdeng looked back and saw Jiang Qiyu standing by the pond not far away, squatting down and playing with the dragonfly.

"Okay, I'll take my leave now. I'll come back tomorrow to listen to my foster father's teachings!"

He did not linger any longer, but walked quickly out of the Taoist's residence and went straight towards Jiang Qiyu.

"Brother Fengdeng!"

She greeted him with a sweet smile, raised her little face and said sweetly, "It's still early, why don't you stay with your godfather for a while?"

"Are you angry?" Wu Fengdeng pinched her chubby cheeks.

"No, why should I be angry? I'm still thinking about how to get up there."

Jiang Qiyu narrowed her eyes and moved her cheeks slightly to cater to his hand, as if she liked it very much.

Wu Fengdeng smiled and said, "By the way, is Master Yisu free now? I have to go visit her."

"Brother Fengdeng, there's no need. The master doesn't care."

"That won't do. We can't lose our manners."

"Okay, Master is growing flowers now. I'll take you there."

Wu Fengdeng didn't mind visiting elders.

How can you maintain good relationships if you don’t interact with each other often? If you don’t maintain good relationships, how will you speak up when you encounter trouble in the future?
Although it has no practical use now, who knows what it might be like in the future?

Since we are here now, it is just a matter of walking a few more steps.

After a brief encounter with Yisu, Wu Fengdeng successfully abducted Jiang Qiyu and obtained a pardon allowing her to stay out overnight.

It was already late in the evening, and the chill of late autumn was chilling. Walking on the bright street, Jiang Qiyu shrank his neck and suggested, "Brother Fengdeng, let's go have some mutton soup!"

"it is good."

Drinking the soup was just right for driving away the cold, so Wu Fengdeng found the nearest mutton restaurant, took out three taels of silver and asked the waiter to watch over the food.

Such a generous gesture made the waiter smile from ear to ear. He immediately put on a towel and raised his voice: "You are a distinguished guest. Prepare a whole lamb feast!"

Soon, lamb legs, lamb hooves, garlic, lamb blood, lamb patties, lamb soup, etc. were placed on the table one after another, filling the table, and there was also a jar of the store's finest rice wine.

"Brother Fengdeng, this is too much."

Jiang Qiyu was used to eating vegetarian meals in the Taoist temple, so the large table of meat dishes in front of her was a huge visual shock to her.

Wu Fengdeng poured two bowls of wine and said with a smile: "Not much, only when you are full can you have the strength to do things."

(End of this chapter)