Jinling is the fifth largest city in the Han Dynasty, besides Nandu, Nanyang, Shu Commandery, and Hanzhong. With a population of one million, it is a major fortress in the southeastern direction of the Han Dynasty. Whether it is garrisoning in Huaihuai or advancing to Xuzhou from the north, it plays a crucial role in the national strategic level.
Jiang Wenfan, who is the younger brother of Jianghou, can be considered as King Zhou's sister-in-law. Now he is also the Crown Prince of Qi state.
He is brave and skilled in battle, and even when compared to the entire world, he is among the top-tier formidable warriors.
Upon detecting a weakness in Han's defense, they immediately led the elite troops to attack.
At this moment, Jiang Wenfan reined in his horse, gazing far into the city of Jinling.
He pointed the horsewhip towards the city and laughed, "The southerners are skilled in fortification; today, we shall have some fun in the city!"
The generals and soldiers of Qi laughed.
Certainly not with cavalry, but they can destroy the fields and markets outside the city, rampaging and plundering whatever they can carry away, and burning what they cannot.
One of the key conditions for attracting northern people to migrate south in the Han Dynasty, and for drawing a large number of barbarians to submit, is safety. As long as the Han Dynasty's invincible armor is breached, and the people see that the Han Dynasty is not safe, if all countries are just as decadent, they will naturally lose their desire to migrate. By then, it will be easier for Qi and Shang states in the north.
Just as Jiang Wenhan was about to give the order, he saw thousands of people screaming and shouting on the city walls of Jinling. The sky was filled with thick clouds, and a fierce wind was blowing. Ten or more light pillars could be seen falling into the city from the clouds.
"Southerners are not heroic; they only know how to use such witchcraft!" Before coming, Jiang Wenfan had not been entirely unprepared, and Ao Yuan's disciple Hu Li was present in the army.
Jiang Wenhan looked down upon those who practiced magic, but now he had to rely on the Western Teaching Great Art of Hu Li.
"Please, please, the immortal teacher, quickly perform the spell!"
Ao Yuan served as a provisional disciple under Quanti, aiding the true disciples of Western Teaching to withstand calamities. He learned some basic Western Teaching techniques but had not practiced any significant teachings due to the short time. As a disciple, Hu Li was even worse.
In the Taoist tradition, there is a saying that goes, "To summon Xuanwu (the black tortoise), he must be dressed in flowing hair and barefoot, clad in golden armor and a dark blue robe, waving a dark blue flag with a golden dragon emblem, and leading the Dingjia (Metal armor soldiers)." Normally speaking, the Six Dings and Six Jia, these twelve Taoist martial gods, are the subordinates of the True Martial Lord of Turbulence.
Now there is only Xuanmen, without Daoism; only Zhenwu General, without the True Martial Lord of Turbulence.
Who are the Six Dings and Six Jia, these martial gods, under the command of? In fact, they are still under the command of General Zhenwu.
Deng Chanyu made a request, Fenghuang issued an instruction, and the left hand was placed over the right — there is no distinction between Party A and Party B in this matter.
There were twelve martial gods, six men and six women, who descended upon the city of Jinling. Hu Li tried to expel them, but his expulsion ritual was flawless in its textbook application — the incantations, incantations, hand gestures, and even the zodiac time were all considered. However, the Six Dings and Six Jia had descended in their true forms. Once they arrived, Hu Li wanted to drive them away with just a few incantations?
Deng Xiou held up a talisman paper he couldn't understand, pointed towards Jiang Wenhan, and said, "Please, General of the Gods, lend your assistance to help me defeat the enemy!"
After a cup of tea, 300 soldiers dressed in armor and wielding weapons, shouted and charged out of the city gates.
The southern region has a shortage of horses, and all the warhorses are on the front lines. There are a few horses in the city, but none of them are suitable for battle.
As twelve beams of gold were evenly scattered over the ranks, the 300 soldiers felt themselves brimming with immense strength, their courage multiplying a hundredfold. The 50-jin weight of the foot soldier armor seemed to be non-existent as they wore it. They waved their halberds and charged towards Jiang Wenhan's cavalry, shouting in battle cries.
"Challenge! - - Challenge!" The cavalry of Qi thought to charge their horses, but found that the soldiers of Han were running so fast that they were about to reach them. However, their warhorses had no space to charge.
Lacking the advantage of a charge, the cavalry still possessed superior combat power. In open battle, seven thousand cavalry fighting against three hundred infantry, both armed with cold weapons, who would win?
Without any tactics, feigned defeat with hidden troops, or a last stand against the river, nothing but straightforward combat.
In a direct confrontation, the result was that the 300 foot soldiers won!
The Six Dings and Six Jia greatly strengthened their bodies, turning into killing machines. They jumped five meters high, kicking the cavalrymen on their horses away more than ten meters, striking a punch that pulverized both their helmets and the brains inside. Wielding their heavy-edged broadswords, they resembled human-shaped windmills.
Apart from Jiang Wenhan, the valiant general who can single-handedly face a thousand enemies, the remaining elite forces of Qi were completely unable to resist.
The Han soldiers, endowed with the power of the Six Dings and Six Jia, were relentless.
Hu Li rushed to escape immediately by earth magic. Jiang Wenhan, the crown prince of Qi, was captured alive. More than a thousand of Qi's cavalry were killed, and the remaining ones ran as fast as they could.
Three hundred can beat seven thousand, but three hundred cannot chase seven thousand.
Let them run; Deng Xiou sounded the gong to recall the troops, set up a sandalwood altar, and sent off the spirits of the Six Dings and Six Jia.
The historian beside hurriedly wrote down, "On a certain day in the year, the Crown Prince of Han asked the Six Dings and Six Jia to defeat the enemy! Great victory!"
"Jiang brother, long time no see."
Deng Xiou, as the Crown Prince of Han, knows Jiang Wenhan.
Jiang Wenfan "humph"ed and showed a disdainful look: "You depend on witchcraft, not the actions of a good man!"
Deng Xiou, who is over forty years old, has long passed the age of being rash and combative. At this moment, he smiled and asked, "Jiang brother, are you willing to surrender?"
"Pu!"
"Alright, take him to Nandu. Keep a close watch on him."
These days, the treatment of nobles is relatively good; they generally do not execute prisoners of war. After negotiating terms, they may even be released.
Jiang Wenhan, as a crown prince, definitely cannot let him go. Jiang Huanchi has two young children who are not even five or six years old. Whether they can survive to adulthood is uncertain. Even in the Ming and Qing dynasties, royal princes and princesses often died young. It's even worse in the era of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
Now Jiang Wenhan is the only heir in the state of Qi who is of legal age. He must be closely monitored. In the future, he may even be able to pacify Qi with his help.
Before leaving, the Six Dings and Six Jia gave Deng Xiou a questionnaire with five options: "Very Satisfied," "Satisfied," "Average," "Dissatisfied," and "Very Dissatisfied." Deng Xiou filled in "Very Satisfied." After that, the twelve martial gods took the questionnaire back to Fenghuang to report.
Deng Chanyu saw the questionnaire from Fenghuang's perspective, knew the outcome of Jinling, and immediately stopped paying attention.
She continued to bask in the sunlight, and Xiao Qingluan turned into a maid, serving her tea and water on the side.
"Little sister, how carefree you are." A cloud drifted by, and Yunxiao, dressed in palace attire, descended from the heavens.
Xiao Qingluan looked at her longingly, wondering if the Empress was going to take her home. She had almost become a servant of Taiyuan Cave!
She wanted to say something, but Yunxiao waved her hand: "Little Qinggo, go play over there first."
"Okay," Xiao Qingluan muttered, turning away for a dozen steps, then slowly looked back. Yunxiao gave her a gentle yet resolute look; go a bit further!
What secret do you have, and why are you keeping it from me? She was extremely disappointed.
Seeing Xiao Qingluan walk away, Yunxiao a little embarrassedly bowed to Deng Chanyu with respect: "This time I came to find my sister, it's actually a private matter, uh"
The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she hesitated for a moment.
Deng Chanyu was in a state of confusion. What private matter can we discuss between the two of us? Did you encounter a strong enemy? An enemy that you couldn't defeat?
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