Chapter 545: Xiao Lan's Suggestion

Standing on the cloud, looking at the Jiepai Pass hundreds of miles away, Yang Jian saw the sky full of fairy clouds, and a large number of immortals were confronting each other outside the Jiepai Pass.

The immortals of the two sects were already waiting for Zhou Jun outside Jiepai Pass, but Zhou Jun was still at Jinji Ridge at this time.

This gave Yang Jian enough time to prepare.

On Jinji Ridge, the Zhou army's camp stretches for hundreds of miles, because it has been stagnant here for more than half a year, and the soldiers are quite familiar with this place.

Yang Jian glanced over, and could see many sergeants practicing outside the camp, and groups of cavalry returning from hunting, rewarding Pao Ze with rich prey.

In the afterglow of the sun star, Yang Jian lowered the cloud head and drifted away to Zhou Jun's main camp without sound.

Three months later, the Zhou army on the East Road had no one else in command, and did not jump over Jinji Ridge rashly. The leader, Huang Feihu, was not unconfident. He had seen the aftermath of several battles between Yang Jian and Kong Xuan, and he had no confidence in his heart.

Coupled with the fact that the soldiers of the three armies are concerned about the safety of the prime minister, under such circumstances, fighting with the merchant army will obviously increase casualties.

Therefore, the Zhou army decided to stand still, and King Wu also sent monthly condolences to the three armies, but did not urge them to move forward.

The rear reinforcements have arrived, this time there are 300,000, supplementing the casualties of the previous battle of Jinjiling.

In front of the gate, Yang Jian walked down from the clouds, and the hundreds of soldiers guarding the gate shouted "The Prime Minister is back!" to the camp, and then knelt on the ground to greet him with their weapons.

Every face was full of excitement.

"Exemption is just that," Yang Jian's voice drifted across Jinji Ridge, using this method to inform Zhou Jun's soldiers of his return.

Afterwards, Yang Jian floated into the camp and went to the main tent in the army. Several figures rushed out from various tents, those who had mana used escape methods, and those who had no mana ran all the way to meet Yang Jian.

"Senior brother!" Wei Hu came the fastest, but after seeing Yang Jian, he didn't know what to say, so he could only salute Yang Jian with a smile, "The one who exalts the prestige of teaching is none other than Senior Brother."

Yang Jian shook his head with a smile, and greeted Wei Hu to enter the main tent together.

Everywhere in the main tent is exactly the same as the main tent that Yang Jian lived in before, but moved from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Yang Jian looked at his little bed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Just as he was about to put his hands behind his back, sigh, and express some life thoughts after the battle with Kong Xuan, a half-sneer came from behind him.

"Hmph, a certain hard-fated military commander finally knows he's back!"

The curtain of the main tent was kicked open, and Mr. Xiao walked in with a straight face, staring at Yang Jian with big eyes, looking like a "reckless man", and tsk-tsk to express his disdain.

Yang Jian scolded with a smile: "What do you look like? Although it's not worth celebrating when I recover from my injury, Brother Xiao, you shouldn't put on a bad face, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Mr. Xiao folded his arms, holding a folding fan in his hand, and replied with a smirk on his face: "The prime minister fought against Kong Xuan with great manpower. He is famous all over the world. He is a hero who saves the entire army from difficulties. He has made outstanding contributions to eradicating the evil ways in the Three Realms."

what happened? Could it be that she has reached the stage where there are always a few days in a month? Why is it so aggressive...

Bah, Xiao Lan's cultivation is not good and she is already a god, how can there be a woman's menstruation!

Yang Jian said seriously: "Who is this who made our military advisor unhappy?"

"No one, I'm fine!" Xiao Lan rolled her eyes, turned her head to the side, sat on the chair next to the main seat, and raised her legs.

As soon as the folding fan was opened, it began to fan.

There was a chuckle from outside the tent, and the beautiful Princess Yaochi came into the tent and saluted Yang Jian graciously.

"Greetings to the Prime Minister... Brother, you are finally back. My heart is always worried, but I don't know where you were taken."

"Sit down, sister, there is no need to be formal."

Just as Long Ji sat down, Huang Tianhua also walked in from outside the tent, lowered his head and coughed, the first person he saw was not Yang Jian, but... Long Ji?

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows secretly. Although this detail is small, it is quite strange.

"Brother, you are hurt, are you okay?"

"It's all over," Yang Jian replied with a smile, and said warmly to Huang Tianhua, "Sit down, there are important things to discuss later."

Huang Tianhua nodded in agreement, the force of the nod was a little heavy, a little nervous, and a little guilty.

Then, Huang Tianhua dawdled, glanced at the seat next to Princess Longji from the corner of his eyes, and seemed to be feeling the cold, lowered his head and coughed a few times, and walked diagonally across from Princess Longji...

Yang Jian suddenly smiled playfully, but he didn't reveal anything.

With Huang Tianhua's appearance like this, it's really...

Innocent boy.

Long Ji's eldest cousin has a gentle temperament, she can be regarded as a woman next door's big sister; Huang Tianhua is still childish, it seems that she has already moved her 'childlike heart' towards Long Ji.

It would be interesting if this really became a couple.

Yang Jian suppressed these reveries, swept Jinji Ridge with his consciousness, and asked, "Where is Nezha?"

"The northern line is tight, Brother Nezha has gone to help," Wei Hu quickly agreed.

Yang Jian nodded, stood and waited for Huang Tianhua and several generals in the army to come, exchanged greetings with them, and then took their seats one by one.

"Tell me the details of the battle in the past few months."

Huang Feihu clasped his fists in salute, and said in a deep voice: "The army from this route has occupied Jinji Ridge, but the Prime Minister has not returned and dared not move rashly. He has stayed here for more than three months. He has spent a lot of food and grass but has not achieved an inch. In the end, he will be negligent in his duties."

"King Wu Cheng has meritorious service in defending the army, so why is he guilty? Please sit down and talk," Yang Jian sighed, "You and I don't want to meet such a powerful enemy before. There are many people involved in the matter of defeating merchants. Many powerful monks were involved. The battle of immortals and the emergence of evil spirits will inevitably run out of manpower sometimes. It is not your fault."

Huang Feihu lost his anxiety.

At the moment, Huang Feihu reported the military situation in the North and Northwest. Most of them went smoothly, and each of them advanced a considerable distance in three months.

But both armies were blocked by powerful enemies, and Li Jing and Mu Zha were injured, so Huang Feihu sent Nezha to help.

After reporting like this for half an hour, Yang Jian nodded slightly, closed his eyes and concentrated, and mapped Zhou Jun's position in Nanzhou to the map in his mind.

After a while, Yang Jian said: "Overall, it's not bad, but we have been left behind a lot along the way."

Xiao Lan finally opened her mouth, shaking her folding fan and sighing softly, "If a certain prime minister hadn't just left after the fight, and didn't come to the army to show his face, maybe now he is not spending the night in this barren mountain, but in Jiepai Pass, where nephrite is in his arms and the spring night is short."

Where did she complain so much...

Yang Jian opened his mouth and replied: "I just woke up in front of Master's cave today, and passed out when I got out of the Chaos Sea. I don't know anything about it before."

Long Ji worried: "Brother, is your injury serious?"

"It doesn't matter," Yang Jian replied with a chuckle.

Xiao Lan on the side blinked and looked at Yang Jian, "Are you really fainted?"

"What did I lie to you for?" Yang Jian spread his hands, his face full of innocence.

"I thought you left me...hmph, leaving our million-dollar army here, and ran back to the mountains to retreat and experience the results of fighting." Xiao Lan looked away, pretended to be bold, cupped fists at Yang Jian, and said in a rough voice, "If that's the case, then I have misunderstood the Prime Minister, and I apologize here."

Yang Jian looked at her helplessly, "Let's not talk about these trivial matters, the army has been stationed here for three months, have you ever sent someone to sneak into Jiepai Pass?"

"General Wei Hu went to arrange this matter," Huang Feihu replied immediately.

Wei Hu said: "More than 300 scouts have been arranged to sneak into the pass, and there are many news coming in one after another...Senior brother, there are more than 400 immortals confronting each other in the sky above Jiepai Pass, and it has been more than a month."

Long Ji said softly: "The four disciples of Jiejiao came together, and seven of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao came, but they did not start a battle."

"They are waiting for us to go," Xiao Lan snorted beside him, "How could the immortals of Chanjiao put Zhou Guotian's emperor's luck on their hands and directly fight head-on with Jujiao? Winning like that would be a miserable victory!"

Yang Jian took advantage of the situation and complimented: "The military master is unparalleled in intelligence, is there a way to resolve this situation?"

"Of course!" Xiao Lan raised her head slightly, twitched the corner of her mouth, and then became discouraged, "No... a group of powerful people fighting, it is not wise to do so."

Yang Jian couldn't help but want to twist her small mouth, there was no way to be arrogant!

He asked again, "What do you think?"

Huang Feihu and several Zhou generals shook their heads at the same time, of course they couldn't get in the way.

Wei Hu said in a deep voice: "The war between the two sects is imminent. Eldest brother returns today, and we have to leave for Jiepai Pass tomorrow at the latest, otherwise we may be dissatisfied with the elders of the division."

"That's true," Yang Jian looked at Huang Tianhua, and found that Huang Tianhua was secretly looking at Princess Longji, so he simply didn't ask him anything.

"Sister, what can you do?"

"Brother must already have an idea in mind, why should I talk too much?" Princess Longji smiled lightly and shook her head lightly.

Yang Jian tapped the book case with his fingers, "Since that's the case, the army will set off at noon tomorrow, and it will be enough to travel a hundred miles a day."

"Here!"

Huang Feihu led several Zhou generals to stand up to take orders, and he also knew that Yang Jian wanted to use the tactic of delaying the army, delaying for a while to think about the solution.

However, even if the Zhou army travels hundreds of miles a day, they will be able to reach Jiepaiguan City in eight or nine days, and a big battle will inevitably be inevitable.

Immortals contend for the front, causing disaster to the mortal world.

One or two million mortal soldiers fighting, except to add a bit of tragic atmosphere to the war, it has no other purpose.

Elaborate teaching wins, boundary cards pass and return to Zhou;

Jiejiao wins, and Zhou Guodong's army is completely wiped out.

Yang Jian arranged for Wei Hu to go to the front to meet the Jiejiao immortals tomorrow, as a way of saying hello for him; and asked Huang Tianhua to be in charge of supervising the march tomorrow, so he had to give this guy some work.

After sending them all away, Yang Jian left Xiao Lan alone.

"You really can't do anything?"

Xiao Lan shook her head, curled her lips and replied: "I'm neither an ancient demon master nor a head of the Heavenly Court. If you talk about playing chess or fighting wars, I can help you out. But for such a big matter as the two religions are fighting, I don't dare to say a word."

Yang Jian's eyes lit up, "You really have a way?"

"Cough," Xiao Lan opened the folding fan, covered the corner of her mouth, and whispered something next to Yang Jian's ear.

Yang Jian first frowned and thought, then his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and laughed.

Xiao Lan snorted again: "I didn't say anything, you came up with it yourself!"

Yang Jian wondered, "What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Lan muttered: "You are a disciple of Chanjiao, and you are not afraid of retaliation by intercepting the teaching. I am just a small family in the three thousand worlds, how dare I get involved in such a dispute."

"Are you worried about this? Don't worry, I will do my best to protect your family!" Yang Jian swept away his previous embarrassment and was in a good mood. "I did not believe you wrong! Mr. Xiao! Come on! Let's ask for help today and be true brothers! Maybe we will take care of you in the future!"

"Don't make trouble! Hey, let go!"

"Uh, I'm sorry," Yang Jian remembered that Xiao Lan was a woman, laughed a few times, and asked tentatively, "How about brothers and sisters?"

"You! Who wants to marry Jinlan with you!" Xiao Lan spat at him, stomping her feet angrily.

Then she turned her head and left, her pretty face was as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

Yang Jian's forehead was full of black lines. He actually thought about asking for help, but he didn't expect this to be the result.

Don't they have enough friendship?

Forget it, maybe she grew up with her grandmother, so she has some eccentricities.

But this guy's brain is really easy to use, and the strategies he offers are always eye-catching, and this time is no exception...

It's just a pity...