Chapter 53: Advent 4
I didn't know what the difference was......
At this time, the difference between the first two levels has already been understood, the initial transformation is just transformation, and the deification is the beginning of creation.
As for Dahua and Creation...... That Delsius himself is just a primordial transformation, or there is no inheritance, and he ponders it for himself.
It is impossible to be clear about the realm of great transformation and creation.
Therefore, Wang Zhenling can't read relevant things in the origin information of these worlds.
Moreover, what is even more troublesome is that although Wang Zhenling has mastered the origin of this world, he can only be said to be the origin of the old world.
It's like a person who has lost his memory and gives birth to a new personality.
After the Great Tribulation of that year, the old world was destroyed. The new world is considered to be reborn, so the origin of the new world is completely different......
"Forget it, it's not too much of a loss to come this time. At least I know the way forward, and I know how to move forward on the road of creation......"
Saying this, Wang Zhenling's figure flashed and disappeared in place.
Boom Boom Boom ......
As soon as Wang Zhenling left, the sky collapsed, the entire continent began to overturn, and the monstrous sea water surged up.
On the coast, the battleship that was fighting with those monsters suddenly encountered this kind of change at this time, and the huge waves of tens and hundreds of meters continued to crash down.
Even if it has a shield, but at this time, the 10,000-ton battleship is thrown up and down like a toy.
Countless monsters, gods, etc., but under the catastrophe, they rushed to flee into the distance.
......
A voice shouted loudly, but it was dozens of people who came together, so that the city head could hear it clearly: "Give you a quarter of an hour, surrender before the drum stops, otherwise all the officials and big families will be killed!"
"Boom, boom, boom......"
The sound of drums spread throughout the city, and the officials of the city gathered on the top of the city, watching the rebels with yellow turbans on their heads surround the entire city.
One by one, the banner that only reads Overthrow the Tartars and restore the world is waving in the wind.
On the battlefield, tens of thousands of troops were silent, but the sound of drums was like a heartbeat, beating on the heart.
This sense of oppression that is about to come makes every official present change their color.
"A strong army, a strong army. Don't think about the Yellow Turban Thief, no, the Yellow Turban Army has fought so many battles, and it has been trained, so elite. It seems that the head of the city cannot be defended!"
The Governor said, looking at the situation below.
As soon as these words came out, all the officials breathed a sigh of relief, this was about to surrender.
It's good, it's good.
At this time, although this Zhanghui is the place where more than three governors are stationed, it is also one of the richest places in the world, and the place where the imperial court pays taxes.
It's a pity that although there is money and food here, there are no strong soldiers.
What's more, the richer the place, the less courage there is to fight to the death.
Since ancient times, the worst soldiers are city soldiers, which can only be seen!
"For the sake of the people of the city, I beg your lord to order Kaesong to surrender!"
At the suggestion of the governor, a circle of officials around him knelt down, cooperated with the act, and gave the governor the steps down.
When the governor heard this, he said, "Nonsense, I am an official of the imperial court, and I should observe the festival for the imperial court, how can I surrender!
"My lord thinks twice, the land of three remnants of the paste, can the adults bear to let this place experience war and ruin their lives?"
"Yes, sir. The Yellow Turban Army fought under the banner of overthrowing Jingren and restoring the world.
To put it mildly, that Jingren was originally a Tartar, and he stole Shenzhou back then. At the beginning of the entry, the killing was very heavy. If your fate changes today, you should be expelled from Shenzhou!"
And they were all talking, but the governor was pretentious, but he would not surrender.
However, suddenly an official shouted: "Oh no, the drums are about to stop!"
But the sound of the drums slowed down, and it seemed that the time was almost up.
When the governor heard this, he immediately panicked and shouted: "Hurry, put up the white flag, and we will wait for the people to surrender to the yellow turban!"
"Your Excellency is wise, quickly put up the flag!"
The lowering of the flag had already been prepared, and almost as soon as the order was given, it was immediately erected, just as the drumming was about to stop.
The Yellow Turban army under the city shouted a tsunami, shouting excitedly, and the three remaining places were completely taken.
The land of Sanyu refers to the three provinces of Yushui, which is divided into the south and west, as well as the land of the mountains, the land of fish and rice, and the land of ointment.
The three provinces occupy half of the world's money and grain taxes, plus other surrounding provinces, this is the tax that occupies seventy percent of the world.
Although ordinary soldiers did not know this, they also knew that it was important to be rich here.
The most important thing is that if you don't move a single soldier, you have already taken it, which will avoid casualties.
It was only at this time that Wang Cheng's heart was relieved, and he scolded with a smile: "These bird officials, until the last moment, just refuse to surrender!"
"To ascend the throne, there will be three pushes and three concessions. If these officials surrender as soon as the drum sounds, won't they appear spineless? Naturally, they will hold on for a while and appear to be ...... dignified."
Whether this is a positive or negative statement depends on the individual's own thinking.
Wang Cheng laughed: "Anyway, it's good to descend, it's meritorious." Take the rest of the land, and the money bag of this court will fall into our hands!
Now that this Jingren has no money and no soldiers, what can they do to fight us? The world is about to be restored!"
Laughing and laughing, I felt like a dream!
When he was just persuaded by Wang Zhenling to raise troops, he only felt that this matter was extremely difficult, and he almost couldn't see any hope of success.
However, it has only been a year or two, and the situation has already been like this, doesn't it make Wang Cheng sigh?
When the surrounding generals heard this, they all laughed along.
When the generals were chatting, they saw that the city gate was wide open, and all the officials in the city, from the governor down, took off their official robes, only wore middle clothes, and walked out with official seals, books, etc.
Wang Cheng laughed: "Let's go, go up and have a look, and give these people some face." ”
As for a moment, of course, they will not enter the city...... What if there is an ambush?
Of course, there are soldiers who enter first, control all parts of the city, and only after sweeping clearly can they invite the main general to enter.
This is the rule that a mature army should have.
Cao Cao was known as a soldier, and even wrote a book of soldiers himself. At that time, it was as if I had suffered such a loss at the time of surrender more than once......
For example, in Puyang...... A master general knew that there might be danger, but he personally led the team into the city, but he ambushed outside the city to respond, and almost died, which is a very beautiful operation.
Later, Li Er commented that he was more than a general, but not enough talent.
In other words, Cao Apu is just suitable to be a general, but he is still almost an emperor.
However, looking at his military career, even as a general, his level is above average.
However, Li Er's kind of genius can naturally easily evaluate Ah Xuan.
is an ordinary person, and he is really not qualified......
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