Until the end of the year and the New Year is approaching.

The Nanchun Army still did not move at all, and even the soldiers in the city were well-oiled due to sufficient logistics.

With Nanluo as its back, a land of plenty and plenty of water, and another good year, the Nanchun Army was not short of food at all.

On the other hand, the situation in the Daqian court was much more difficult. Due to the arrival of winter, logistical supplies could not keep up, coupled with normalized and habitual corruption.

The civilians escorting the baggage committed petty thefts, the escorting officers guarded the flow of oil, the generals on the front line each fought for their own advantage, and the chief officer only took credit.

It's difficult to turn the ship around, even if you have the ability to reach heaven and earth, it's hard to change people's hearts.

Moreover, the two sides claim to have an army of one million, but the situation is different. The Nanchun Army has one million including civilians, and the Daqian Imperial Army has at least 800,000 combatants.

Only in this way can the Nanchun Army be suppressed and even counterattacked. Now that the Nanchun Army cannot defend the city, the large number of troops has become a burden.

Jiang Jucai took Gu Wen to inspect the stables. The horses that were supposed to be on a diet to lose weight were now shiny and strong.

There are soybeans, wheat, and various grains in the wooden trough. There is not as much food for humans as there is for horses.

"Master Wen, according to your wishes, I will raise the horses in the winter, so that next spring I can organize a cavalry to charge into battle. I will be able to defeat the imperial court in one fell swoop and the horses will march across Bianjing."

"You can only gather a thousand heavy cavalry at most. Although you are running rampant, how can you possibly defeat seven or eight hundred thousand people?"

Gu Wen smiled and shook his head. This strategy was similar to Huo Qubing's, but the circumstances were different.

Huo Qubing faced nomadic people, and based on their habits, he determined that their horses would be thin and weak at the beginning of the year. But what he believed was that if there was no food to raise horses, he would be raped even if they did not.

After all, people will bark twice when they are hungry, and horses will drop meat when they are hungry. As long as they don't die, there won't be any problems.

"There is also a city as a barrier, and cavalry alone cannot win. But there is a saying in the art of war. Attacking the heart is the top, and attacking the city is the bottom. War of the heart is the top, and war of soldiers is the bottom. Zezhou's open terrain is suitable for cavalry to move freely and horizontally. This will prevent the imperial army from fighting in the field and further cut off their food routes."

Jiang Jucai asked: "What if the imperial court forcibly sends troops to stop it? Then it's back to military warfare."

"Don't be fooled by the appearance. If our cavalry kills thousands of people by virtue of their superiority, it seems that only half of the enemy is left, and there are still 95% left. In fact, they will collapse if half a percent of them die."

"Master Wen is as knowledgeable as the sea,"

Jiang Jucai was so impressed that Gu Wen seemed to understand everything.

His words are always astonishing, and what he says is not profound and very practical. Anyone who has fought in several battles knows that it is difficult to attack a city, but no one has given a solution.

In Gu Wen's view, due to the presence of monks, Daqian's fighting is still a bit too gentle. He likes the two armies to face each other head-on, and even has a showdown in front of the battle.

But once you open your mind, you will find that what you are talking about is very simple, and what he can understand is nothing more than learning from history.

After looking around with his eyes and mind, Gu Wen found no extremely serious tendency to be greedy for ink. There were some flaws, but not enough to be a problem.

Return to the small courtyard where you stayed in the city.

The white-haired girl squatted at the door, looking at the sky motionless. Sensing Gu Wen's return, she twisted her head slightly, unable to see but looking at him.

Gu Wen said: "I will soon face Daojun Emperor, and I need your help."

Nowadays, he is still the Eighth-Seventh Dao Foundation, and the only thing left between him and the Eighth Level of Perfection is that his Divine Yuan is intact. In the past few days, he had realized the corresponding realm by relying on the Tianmui, but he did not have the accumulation to match it.

So Gu Wen needs Chi Yuzi's Jiuzhang Jinren. She has an immortal body and her defense is comparable to that of a half-immortal.

"As long as you need it, I will help you at any time."

Akabane's words were concise and concise, and her dull tone and expression made her appear more determined.

"It's just that we haven't reached Bianjing yet. Do you want to cross the battlefield and enter Bianjing directly?"

"If nothing else happens, the Dog Emperor will end up before and after the fall of Zezhou. He will not wait until he is completely weakened before taking action."

Gu Wen shook his head and said firmly.

If we don't take action, Emperor Daoji will have no chance. A battle in Zezhou will determine the outcome.

The first day of January, the New Year, is called the first year in this world.

Under Qingcang's supervision, Gu Wen meditated and fell into concentration. He followed the other person's guidance and felt the changes in the seasons and the renewal of everything.

The New Year is not only a festival, but also a new cycle of heaven and earth energy.

In the heaven and earth invisible to the naked eye, there are aurora-like qi machines on the sky that are shaking the universe. Gu Wen's mind is thrown into the sky and the earth, and he uses all his strength to grab a wisp of fresh air and swallow it into his belly.

rise.

But there is still a long way to go before the perfection of human and immortal Dharma.

If the spirit is intact, the spirit is the three souls and six souls, and the spirit is the magic power and spiritual energy. These two are the foundation and foundation of spiritual practice.

The stock is easy to improve, but the quality needs to be tempered to get a ray of golden light.

"Master, understanding can enable one to achieve breakthroughs one after another, but one's foundation can only be refined over time?"

Gu Wen asked Qing Cang, and she answered in a way that was quite popular and funny, but not in line with the demeanor of an expert:

"Disciple, can you poop it out immediately after you eat it?"

"..."

"Practice step by step, I know you can quickly absorb the medicine to become an immortal, but there is a limit after all. Your talent is very high, there is no need to be too anxious."

"yes."

Gu Wen returned to the house and continued to practice, urgently and steadily advancing to the eighth level of perfection.

In mid-January, the imperial court launched several attacks but failed.

Spiritual elixirs from all over the world began to arrive continuously. The number of spiritual objects, earthly treasures, and Tianmui Emperor's Serum in Nanshui, Luoshui, and Linchuan began to expand rapidly. In just a few days, it exceeded a thousand, reaching for the first time

Four digits.

The medicinal properties of the elixir that the white-feathered bird can provide are steadily declining, but at the same time, its spirituality is getting stronger and stronger, and it has become somewhat of a mythical beast.

[One Thousand Two Hundred Heavenly Essences]

[Emperor’s Eight Hundred and Thirty]

In the courtyard of the small courtyard, Qing Cang, dressed in plain robes, sat under the tree, and crystal clear spiritual fruits slowly dropped from the leaves.

She randomly picked up one and put it into her mouth, saying, "Old tree spirit, what do you think of my disciple?"

"Just like you, the posture of sanctification."

The old voice fell, and Ancestral Spirit Tree and Qing Cang knew each other, but their friendship was not too deep.

Before that, she was half-dead and had no friendship at all.

"However, if you are too loyal, you may not be able to withstand the pain of immortality. If you are too strong in your words, you will be easily broken, and if you are too talented, you will easily be jealous of heaven. This jealousy will often occur in ordinary situations."

"He is still too young, so there is no need to expect too much. Time will hone his character for him."

Qingcang didn't think he had time to take care of Gu Wen for hundreds of thousands of years.

Although she also wanted to, conditions did not allow it.

"When will you become an immortal?"

"After you and Jianmu decide the winner, otherwise there will be a catastrophe, so it is better to stay dormant for the time being."

"After you become an immortal, help me take care of him."

"Can."

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At the end of January, the short winter passed and the temperature began to warm up. A group of thousands of cavalry came out from Nanguan, just like the barbarian cavalry that crossed the entire Zezhou a year ago.

The millions of troops scattered on hundreds of miles of fronts were divided into pieces, and the enemy soldiers were panicked for a while.

One person dies and a hundred people are frightened; a cavalry charge causes thousands to be frightened.

The imperial court was retreating steadily, but the huge size still made the Nanchun Army's progress slow.

Gu Wen predicted that if he did not intervene at all and let the Nanchun Army fight step by step, the fight would probably take several years.

But if we just go to Bianjing and control the killings but not bury them, and control the possessions but not manage them, one month is enough.

In mid-February, half of Zezhou fell, and when the war situation reached a stalemate, a rebellion broke out in the northernmost part of Daqian.

Since there were no Xiang troops, the bandits on the hilltops, who could not reach hundreds of people, dared to ride donkeys and pull oxen to the city gate to provoke.

Daqian's luck dropped again, but the Dao Lord and Emperor remained unmoved.

On February 21st, the Nanchun Army was less than a thousand miles away from Bianjing, so they arrived in a day at full speed.

Emperor Daojun still did not appear, but the battle situation became deadlocked again. There are still some capable people in Daqian, and the closer to Bianjing, the less pressure there will be in the later stage.

This is how wars happen over and over again.

Gu Wen descended from the sky and plunged into the battlefield. The soldiers inside and outside the city saw a flash of white light, and the impregnable city gate collapsed.

The clear and mysterious sound enveloped the whole city.

"Those who surrender will not be killed."

After burning a stick of incense, the Nanchun army entered the city without spending a single soldier.

On the other side, Chi Yuzi, Chan Xi, and even Ao Tang also ended the war.

Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals, such unspoken rules are only based on the balance of strength between the two sides. Gu Wen is already an immortal and it is difficult to have an opponent. The likes of Tianzun are difficult to shake, and a strong half-immortal can stand a fight.
To be continued...