I practiced magic in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 131: In fact, I am a loyal minister
The most feared thing in everything is comparison. If everyone's life is equally miserable, people may be able to tolerate it a little.

After all, the Eastern Han regime was established in a theocratic way. Since the time of Emperor Guangwu, the whole country has promoted the study of prophecies and divinations and advocated that the king's power is granted by heaven.

If the people want to rebel, they are not just rebelling against the imperial power, but against heaven.

In order to fight against this ideological imprint, Zhang Jue shouted the slogan "The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established", which can be said to be defeating theology with theology.

Today, Wang Jing's Eighth Battalion of the Northern Army has recruited more than ten thousand soldiers in Luoyang, including no less than 70,000 military dependents. All of them have been properly resettled, and every household has a good life. Not only are they well clothed and well fed, but they can even send their children to school and learn to read and write.

Because of Wang Jing's protection, basically no one dared to mess with these military dependents. Not to mention that they could act arrogantly, but at least some heavy taxes and official labor service would not fall on them.

In comparison, the lives of other people in Luoyang are much more miserable, especially since Dong Cheng and his people have been jumping around recently, levying heavy taxes and extorting money from the people under the banner of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, sucking their blood out of them.

Acting in this way will naturally lose the support of the people.

The soldiers who were forcibly conscripted had no fighting spirit at all.

Before the two armies, Wang Jing looked around with a fierce look, and with the help of the qi-gazing technique in "Purple Star Emperor Qi", he saw the impact of the turbulent public sentiment in Luoyang on the imperial dynasty's national destiny. This represented that the fire dragon energy of Yanhan had weakened to the extreme, which meant that the court had become alienated from the people and had lost control over the grassroots.

At the same time, Wang Jing used the mystical techniques in the Tian Zheng Wu Dian to sense the changes in the morale of Zhu Jun's army. He saw blood-red military auras that were both bright and dark above the enemy's positions.

A few troops with bright red scars, murderous intent and high morale gathered around Zhu Jun. They should be the imperial guards loyal to Liu Xie. Their aura was reflected in the void, turning into the shape of tigers, baring their fangs and claws.

It’s a pity that there are not many people, only about a hundred.

The remaining phalanxes of Zhu Jun's troops were so weak that they couldn't even transform into tigers and elephants. It was obvious that they had no fighting power at all and were a ragtag army that would collapse at the first charge.

The tactics of military situation are to gauge the strength of the enemy's morale, and then to concentrate one's own elite forces to attack the weak with the strong and defeat the enemy with overwhelming force.

"The military situation is worthy of being one of the four schools of military strategists. This method of warfare is really sharp. No wonder it is so highly praised by Xiang Yu."

Wang Jing was overjoyed. He was now one of the most powerful generals in the world, mastering many unique skills, which perfectly matched the military situation and tactics school.

Now the new army hastily formed by Liu Xie and Dong Cheng not only cannot hinder his return to Luoyang, but is also a gift to his head. Naturally, Wang Jing will not be polite.

Wang Jing was seen holding up the Hongming Sword, silently practicing the magical skill of "Phoenix Feather Fairy Sound", launching the secret technique of sound attack, and using his divine thoughts to attack the mob under Zhu Jun's command.

"Will you follow me and hold your head high and lead a decent life, or will you kneel on the ground and continue to serve the powerful like slaves?"

Wang Jing raised his arm and shouted, the sound was heard for ten miles, and Zhu Jun's soldiers were immediately in an uproar. Many people who were already full of complaints were reminded of painful memories.

For a time, the army's morale was in turmoil.

The secret guards that Li Ru secretly arranged also began to make their efforts at this moment.

"Why should we fight against Marquis Qi?"

"Yes, when Dong Zhuo was wreaking havoc in Luoyang, where was Your Majesty? It was Marquis Qi who saved us from the dire situation. Now Your Majesty has listened to the treacherous ministers' instigation and wants to kill loyal ministers and righteous men like Marquis Qi. We have been deeply indebted to Marquis Qi, how can we help him to commit atrocities?"

"That's right, Your Majesty has been deceived by the King's uncle, and we should clear his entourage!"

"Qingjun side!"

"We want to be human beings, not beasts of burden!"

The lurking secret guards kept instigating the crowd, and soon the crowd became angry.

The Yanhan Dynasty has now been riddled with holes due to the erosion of aristocratic families and powerful clans. Land annexation in various states and counties has become more and more serious. Even in Luoyang, the capital city that is known as the best place to live, the poor have no place to stand, and the people are exploited to the point of being miserable.

And what happened today completely ignited the anger that had been accumulating in their hearts for a long time.

At the moment when the anger was ignited, a force capable of overturning the world officially sprouted in the hearts of the people.

"We want to be human beings!"

"We don't want to be treated like slaves!"

"Follow Marquis Qi!"

Countless civilians and militiamen roared with unwillingness and turned against their own side in the battle. They gathered around Wang Jing, looking at him with warm and expectant eyes, and regarded him as their savior.

Because among all the civil and military officials in the court, only Wang Jing treated them as human beings, and the treatment of the Northern Army was the best example.

"What are you trying to do by deserting the battlefield? Are you planning a rebellion?"

The officers under Zhu Jun's command, who were from aristocratic families and noble families, wanted to suppress the rebellion by force, but they immediately incurred public anger: "I can hardly survive, so what's the point of rebelling?"

Once someone took the lead, everyone followed suit and began to fight back and kill the "friendly forces".

The people of Luoyang who were forcibly summoned by Dong Cheng had often been bullied by these nobles. Naturally, they were furious at this moment and wanted to take revenge.

"Kill! We are following Marquis Qi and living an upright life!"

"We are not pigs, dogs, cows or sheep. We are human beings! Living human beings!"

If one man fights desperately, a hundred men cannot stop him, let alone 20,000 new soldiers?
Although their weapons were simple and they lacked training, they were inspired by Wang Jing at this moment, and the anger in their hearts was ignited. They suddenly became indifferent to life and death and were determined to fight if they did not obey.

The main force of 4,000 imperial guards led by Zhu Jun, except for the 100 elite Iron Scale Guards assigned to him by Liu Xie, the rest were just for show and could not hold on at all, and almost collapsed at the first touch.

Other personal soldiers and servants from aristocratic families either died or fled, unable to save the situation.

Yan Xing, Yan Hu and other generals who were accompanying the army looked at the scene in front of them with a blank look, revealing expressions of disbelief and shock: "Is this the victory?"

Li Ru and Jia Xu were both counselors involved in this plan, so they were relatively calm and smiled calmly: "This is the world of those who win the hearts of the people. Your Majesty is well-known in Luoyang for being kind to the people. In the past, when King Wu attacked King Zhou and attacked Chaoge, Emperor Xin deployed his troops in the wild. The Shang army had ten times the strength of the Zhou army, but unexpectedly, the former turned against him and attacked from the north. In one battle, the family and country were destroyed, and the world laughed at them."

In Jia Xu's opinion, Wang Jing's battle was an almost perfect replica of the Battle of Chaoge in the past.

The early propaganda war was the key, which successfully detonated the long-accumulated dissatisfaction of the people of Luoyang. It broke out at this critical juncture and directly destroyed the enemy.

On the battlefield, of the enemy's so-called 20,000 troops, only a thousand or so were left, still struggling under the leadership of Zhu Jun.

Although Zhu Jun was a famous general of the imperial dynasty, unfortunately, the soldiers under his command were no longer the powerful soldiers of the heyday of the Yan and Han dynasties, but a group of lower-class people who were enslaved and exploited by the powerful and were full of anger.

In such a battle, even if Sun Wu were alive again, he would be powerless to save the situation.

"Father, let's surrender."

Zhu Hao held the sword in his hand, tears welling up in his eyes. He had never fought such a cowardly battle in his life. Before the battle even officially started, his side lost its composure and collapsed.

"Shut up! I am under the Emperor's grace. How can I betray my Lord and surrender?"

Zhu Jun's eyes were bloodshot, his hand was on the hilt of the sword, and although the famous sword hanging on his waist had not been unsheathed, the sword body was already red, which was the anger in Zhu Jun's heart.

The armor of the Suanni stepping on fire on his body was even more blazing and full of fighting spirit.

Zhu Jun stepped out proudly, pointing his sword at Wang Jing: "Marquis Qi, do you dare to fight me?"

Wang Jing felt Zhu Jun's fiery will to fight and sighed in his heart. Although the dynasty was in decline, there were still loyal ministers and good generals. If it were not for their different positions, he would really like to drink and chat with a pure soldier like Zhu Jun and talk about the past and present.

It’s a pity that now they each serve different masters and have different ideas, so they can only use the swords in their hands to decide the winner.

"Come and fight!"

Zheng~
The Hongming Sword was suddenly unsheathed, blood dyed the sky, and a magnificent red glow appeared in the sky.

The power of the divine weapon is earth-shaking!
Zhu Jun couldn't help but look awe-inspiring when he saw it. The Hongming Sword was a peerless divine weapon that was produced from the same furnace as the Xuanyuan Sword. It was refined using the ancient method of heaven and man. Now that it was sharpened with the emperor's blood, the power of the blade was completely awakened. Its might was unpredictable and it was invincible.

But even so, Zhu Jun did not retreat a single step.

He was born into a wealthy family. If the late emperor had not valued him, how could he have been granted a title of nobility and become a general and enjoy his current glory?
Now the late emperor only has one son left in the world, so Zhu Jun will protect Liu Xie no matter what: "Marquis Qi, take my sword!"

The sword of Mingfeng Huolian was shining brightly. Zhu Jun chopped it vertically, and suddenly a terrifying stream of fire was cut out, sweeping towards Wang Jing. The fire was so fierce that it seemed as if everything could be burned.

"Nan Ming Li Huo!"

Wang Jing's eyes flashed, and he felt that the power used by Zhu Jun was extraordinary. It was the Nanming Lihuo, one of the nine divine fires along with the Danyu Holy Flame.

This is the fire of the Li position of the Xiantian Bagua, which is emitted by the mythical beast Suzaku. Because of this, it is also called the Suzaku Divine Fire, which burns everything and has infinite power. Boom~
Wang Jing slashed with his sword, countering attack with attack, fire with fire. The surging Danyu Holy Flame enveloped his body and dissolved Zhu Jun's attack: "The power of the divine fire is indeed well-deserved."

Zhu Jun's Nanming Lihuo is blazing and fierce, majestic and powerful, able to transform the power of nature for his own use and borrow the power of heaven and earth. It is completely different from the Danyu Holy Flame.

Niwa Holy Flame is about looking inward, revitalizing, and tapping into one's own life potential.

The power of nature!

The force of life!

The two divine fires fought fiercely, flames flew all over the sky, and the battlefield was ablaze, as if it had turned into a vast ocean of fire.

The clanging of swords filled the heaven and earth. The "Tian Zheng Wu Dian" faced off against the "Military Force of Fire". The military situation and military strategies clashed again.

Quiet like a virgin, moving like a rabbit.

Wang Jing gathered all his strength and swung the Hongming Sword in his hand suddenly, as if a mountain was pressing down on him. The move he used was the fifth move of "Tian Zheng Wu Dian", Attack Power.

The army wins by being calm, and the country wins by being focused!
"Those who are divided are weak, and those who are suspicious are treacherous. I know that you, Marquis Qiantang, are loyal, but foolish loyalty is of no benefit to the country. Why should the general be so stubborn?"

Although he knew that Wang Jing's words were just a ploy to attack his mind, Zhu Jun's heart was still severely shocked, because every word Wang Jing said touched his heart.

Your Majesty, can you really save the nation and continue the prosperity of the Han Dynasty by employing people like Dong Cheng?

As soon as he was in doubt, his mind and sword intention suddenly diverged. In just a moment, Zhu Jun could not hold the sword in his hand, and the weapon was cut off by Wang Jing.

"Marquis Qiantang, you are defeated."

Wang Jing placed his knife on Zhu Jun's neck, but did not kill him.

Zhu Jun came back to his senses at this moment, gritted his teeth, and looked at Wang Jing with a face that refused to admit defeat: "Is it the secret technique of the military situation school to attack the mind?"

Wang Jing saw Zhu Jun's unwillingness at the moment and smiled calmly: "Does Qiantang Hou refuse to accept it?"

"Humph, if you want to kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you. Why do you have to humiliate me like this?"

Wang Jing sheathed his sword and ordered someone to retrieve Zhu Jun's sword and return it to him. He then said, "The Marquis of Qiantang has spent his entire life in the military and has a will as strong as iron. Can a mere psychological attack really confuse your mind? In fact, deep down in his heart, the Marquis of Qiantang must not agree with your Majesty's approach, right?"

"Father!"

At this time, Zhu Hao was also captured by Yan Xing and brought before Wang Jing.

"Don't be rude, untie me quickly."

Wang Jing quickly ordered his soldiers to untie Zhu Hao and treated Zhu Jun and his son with great courtesy.

Wang Jing had a good impression of Zhu Jun, one of the three heroes of the late Han Dynasty, simply because Zhu Jun not only had the ability to command the three armies, but more importantly, he was loyal to the Han Dynasty. He was a famous general with both virtue and ability and deserved respect.

Zhu Jun took back his sword and refined it. He looked at Wang Jing with complicated eyes. The hostility in his eyes had dissipated a lot, but he still asked bluntly on the spot: "Marquis Qi, you brought troops to attack Luoyang. Do you want to rebel?"

"Why did Qiantang Hou say that?"

Wang Jing did not dodge or avoid, but met Zhu Jun's gaze and replied with a calm smile: "For now, I am not interested in becoming the emperor."

His tone was calm, but the words he said were earth-shattering, bold and lawless!
Wang Jing spoke so frankly, without disguising his contempt for imperial power and his ambition for the world, that Zhu Jun didn't know what to curse at.

Just when Zhu Jun's deep loyalty and righteousness were greatly impacted, Wang Jing said something shocking: "Marquis Qiantang, the world is about to fall into chaos. The allied forces of the princes outside Hulao Pass have already begun to move. Do you think that besides me, who else in the court can stabilize the situation?"

Zhu Jun remained silent upon hearing this. He was an expert on military affairs and knew that due to Dong Zhuo's actions, there were not many soldiers left in Luoyang who could fight.

If not for this, Liu Xie would not have been so anxious to support Dong Cheng's actions upon hearing that Wang Jing was injured. It was because he was stimulated by the death of his brother Liu Bian and did not want to become a political puppet whose life and death were controlled by others again.

It’s a pity that although the idea was good, Liu Xie did not have the ability to control the situation, or in other words, the old party of aristocratic families to which Yuan Wei belonged would not give Liu Xie time to form and train a new army.

After much thought, the only people who can suppress the ambitious people are Wang Jing and the Northern Army.

Zhu Jun looked at Wang Jing with burning eyes: "How does Marquis Qi plan to deal with Your Majesty?"

Wang Jing knew that Zhu Jun was also a member of the royalist faction, but he was not the same as Dong Cheng and his ilk, so Wang Jing also revealed the truth to him: "I am fighting this war only to clear the emperor's side. Dong Cheng and his ilk have been levying heavy taxes and oppressing the people. They must be severely punished according to the law. Otherwise, it will not be enough to appease the public anger."

"What about Your Majesty?"

Zhu Jun asked the key question.

If Wang Jing wanted to kill Liu Xie, then Zhu Jun had no choice but to fight to the death.

Wang Jing also knew that Liu Xie was a very useful card now. Rather than destroying it, he might as well hold it in his hand. "Don't worry, Marquis Qiantang. My Taiyuan Wang family has been favored by the emperor for generations. If we depose and enthronize the emperor like Dong Zhuo did, staining the two palaces with blood, what's the difference between us and beasts? So there is no need to worry about your majesty's safety. In fact, I am a loyal minister."

Zhu Jun stared at Wang Jing deeply. He didn't believe that he would be a loyal minister of the Han Dynasty. However, since he had promised not to touch Liu Xie, that was enough.

"I hope Lord Qi can keep his promise."

"Don't worry, Marquis Qiantang. I have never broken my promise to anyone. But please also understand that this can never happen again. I don't want someone to hold me back in the rear while the Northern Army is fighting the enemy on the front line."

After the battle, Wang Jing left a thousand soldiers to Jia Xu, and he gathered the remnants and led the remaining two thousand people straight to Luoyang.

The news of the defeat at Mianchi quickly spread throughout the capital along with the fleeing defeated troops.

Wang Jing changed his previous strategy of slow advance and began to rush towards Luoyang. All the defenders he met along the way surrendered without a fight. Instead of resisting, they joined Wang Jing's team, followed him and became his followers.

By the time they arrived at the upper west gate of Luoyang, Wang Jing's team of two thousand people had swelled to ten thousand people, and their momentum was extremely huge.

The defending general was a close confidant appointed by Dong Cheng himself. He wanted to defend the city and put up a desperate resistance, but he was immediately killed by his own soldiers, who then opened the gate to surrender.

In this way, Wang Jing suppressed Luoyang without bloodshed.

When Wang Jing entered the city, people rushed to tell each other, with joy on their faces: "Marquis Qi is back!"

Li Ru saw this and could not help but sigh: "My lord is so popular among the people, it is truly the will of heaven."

"Wenyou, lead your men to search the entire city for Dong Cheng and his followers."

"Subordinates take orders!"

"Remember, I want to keep the person alive. Even if I kill someone, I will punish him according to the law of the country."

"clear."

Li Ru left with thousands of soldiers and went to the prince's uncle's mansion.

Wang Jing, on the other hand, entered the palace with weapons in hand. Thousands of imperial guards did not dare to stop him, and some surrendered or fled, leaving the huge palace in his hands. Only the more than 100 guards led by Wang Yue remained loyal to their duties and retreated into the Quefei Palace to protect Liu Xie.

Wang Jing led his army to attack, and ordered his men to break down the gate, then charged in with swords.

Just as he stepped on tiptoe and passed through the palace gate, a sharp sword shadow, like a stream of light in the dark night, suddenly came and killed him.

Dang~
Swords clashed and sparks flew.

In this huge palace, who else can stop Wang Jing except the Sword Saint Wang Yue?

Wang Jing pointed his sword at the ground, his calm eyes filled with regret: "The Imperial Master is worthy of being one of the four great masters of martial arts, and his swordsmanship is superb. But I hold a divine weapon, and I am blessed by the monstrous military evil spirit condensed by tens of thousands of soldiers of the Northern Army. Even a celestial being cannot be killed."

Wang Yue held the sword in his hand, his face expressionless, his eyes like still water, reflecting everything around him, his tone even more indifferent: "I have received great kindness from the late emperor, and only by dying effectively can I repay him, so that I can live without regrets."

"But your young Majesty is not a wise ruler worthy of your loyalty."

“Everyone has a ruler in his heart to measure the world and himself. Only he himself knows whether it is worth it or not.”

Wang Yue pointed his sword at Wang Jing again: "If I am alive, I will never let you step into the hall."

Wang Jing even thought that the person standing in front of him was a martial arts grandmaster who was loyal and determined to die.

(End of this chapter)