Chapter 818: Before the Army
Chaoge, the capital of the Shang Dynasty.

The city, once the most prosperous in the country, is now extremely desolate.

Almost all the people in the city had fled, and there were almost no soldiers and ministers loyal to Cheng Tang left.

A figure walked slowly on the wide bluestone-paved road where no one was.

This road is the official road leading from the palace to the city gate. It used to be crowded with vendors and common people, but now there are only discarded debris and dead yellow leaves on the ground moving in the wind.

Outside the city of Chaoge was a million-strong Xiqi army, with flags flying and thousands of horses neighing. The strong morale of an army that had never failed was enough to intimidate any invading enemy from afar.

Wuming held a simple-looking long sword in his hand and wore a thin black robe. The cold wind made the hem of his robe rustle.

It seems so lonely and so desolate!

nameless!

He is now the last monarch of the Shang Dynasty.

Xiqi captured all of Cheng Tang's cities except Chaoge, but Cheng Tang did not lose all the support of the people.

The people of Cheng Tang still supported Xiqi.

People’s will!

In other words, the people's sentiments in Xiqi and Cheng Tang were not the same at that time.

The people of Xiqi are the nobles, and the nobles are the people of Xiqi!
Cheng Tang's people's hearts are the people, and the people at this time are still Cheng Tang's people.

The people do not care who rules the country; what they care about is their three meals a day. In an era when only one person out of a thousand can read, they have almost no way of obtaining information about changes in the political situation.

The recognition of Cheng Tang by ordinary people was the result of subtle influence over 500 years of the Shang Dynasty.

Xiqi defeated King Zhou Di Xin too quickly.

One year!
In just one year!
They fought from Xiqi to Chaoge!
This change of dynasty was not an overthrow from the bottom up, but a replacement of agents from the top down.

Therefore,
Xiqi had not yet had time to brainwash all the ordinary people and transform them from Cheng Tang's people into Xiqi's people.

The public opinion of ordinary people sounds mysterious, but in fact it is of little use.

Because ordinary people are ignorant.

The people can be fooled!
As long as someone is good at inciting public opinion, the public opinion of ordinary people is like a knife.

An inexpensive knife that can be used anytime!

Although it is cruel, the public opinion of ordinary people is indeed insignificant in major events.

Therefore, Xiqi has never really taken the hearts and minds of these ordinary people seriously!

Therefore!
The people’s hearts are still with business!

The people's hearts are still with Wuming!
This public support was of little use to Ji Fa in his attempt to seize the world, but it was of great use to Wu Ming.

Wuming is Wang Ming's clone.

Not interested in secular monarchy!
The reason why he came to Chaoge City to take over the throne from Emperor Xin was all for the subsequent battle.

Wuming looked with cloudy eyes at the red sky reflected by the blood energy emitted by the millions of Xiqi troops.

He didn't want to get involved in this muddy water, but the calamity in his body had to be resolved, otherwise his journey through the heavens would end here.

Outside the city, there are millions of troops, the third-generation disciples of the Chan sect, the second-generation disciples of the Chan sect, and many independent cultivators who are trying to take advantage of the situation waiting!

Those are the enemies that Wuming is about to face.

Wuming's steps were slow, but extremely firm.

With every step he took, the immortal spirit in his body would fade a little, and his cultivation would also decrease a little.

The distance from King Cheng Tang's palace to the gate tower of Chaoge City is very long.

Wuming just walked forward step by step relying on his own two legs.

His cultivation level at the peak of True Immortal is regressing!
As he got closer to the city gate tower, his immortal cultivation became lower.

The great perfection of true immortality!
The late stage of true immortality!

The middle stage of true immortality!

……

Before we knew it, we arrived at the gate of Chaoge City.

Wuming's eyes lingered on the old city gate for a while. At this time, there was no soldier guarding the city. There were only corpses crawling on the ground and cold bluestone bricks stained red with blood.

These dead people can be said to be the last group of defenders of Cheng Tang!
Wuming shook his head, then took a deep breath, dispelling the distracting thoughts in his mind, and his eyes instantly became firm.

At the same time, the sword energy on his body burst out, blasting the city gate to pieces.

"Pong!"

"Pong!"

Wuming slowly walked out of the city gate!

His eyes were as sharp and unstoppable as a sword as he scanned all the gods, immortals, demons, and humans in the room.

"Who are you?"

A man who looked like a civil servant came out from the Xiqi army and shouted loudly.

Wuming did not answer, but just glanced at the official. In an instant, thousands of sword lights burst out from his body, and he died very quickly and completely.

For a moment, everyone in the direction of the Xiqi army became alert.

A large number of guards protected King Wu Jifa in the middle, with three layers inside and three layers outside, for fear that something might happen to him.

"My name is Jiang Shang! May I know who you are?" asked Jiang Shang, who had a head full of white hair.

But Wuming still just stood in front of the army in silence.

Yang Jian in the Xiqi army was also surprised when he saw Wuming's figure. He immediately walked up to Jiang Ziya and whispered in his ear: "Uncle Master, I know this man. His cultivation is not inferior to mine. He is an extremely difficult opponent."

Jiang Ziya immediately understood what was going on when he heard this. At this time, most of the second-generation disciples of the Chan sect were already half-crippled. Jiang Ziya did not want to take action against an enemy with a cultivation level similar to Yang Jian.

I thought it would be best if I could persuade him to quit.

"Looking at the actions you just used, I think you are a successful cultivator. You should know your destiny and understand the current situation. Why do you want to stop my righteous army from Xiqi from attacking Shang and destroying King Zhou?" Jiang Ziya said.

Wuming asked with a strange expression: "Why did you attack Shang and destroy Zhou?"

Jiang Ziya said loudly and righteously, "King Zhou, do not use noble relatives, but use slaves."

"No respect for ghosts and gods, no emphasis on sacrifices."

"Employ a villain."

"He is stubborn and aggressive"

"Listen to what women say."

"alcoholism,
"He is licentious and immoral, and favors the Demon Queen."

"Aren't all the crimes mentioned above enough to overthrow King Zhou, a cruel, ruthless, licentious and hedonistic tyrant?" Jiang Ziya enumerated the crimes of King Zhou in perfect harmony, and at the same time used his magic power to transmit the message so that all the millions of soldiers could hear it.

It is obvious that Jiang Ziya understands very well the principle of launching a war with a legitimate reason.

After Jiang Ziya finished talking about these crimes, his aura became stronger, and the powerful figures in the Xiqi army straightened their backs a little.

"Hahahaha!!!!" An extremely rampant laugh resounded across the battlefield.

Jiang Ziya frowned and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

"Laugh at such a ridiculous person! Laugh at such a ridiculous thing!" Jiang Ziya's eyes turned unfriendly.

Wuming said in a mocking tone: "The first crime of Emperor Xin is that he did not use noble relatives, but promoted slaves. What you mean is that Emperor Xin can only use relatives, and then the grandfather of the whole world is an official, the son is an official, and the grandson is also an official. The grandfather is a pig killer, the son is also a pig killer, and the grandson is also a pig killer. According to this point of view, your ancestors, Jiang Shang, were also slaves, and you are also promoted by Ji Fazhong at this time, so Ji Fa has also committed the first major crime."

"Emperor Xin gave a non-noble person like you, Jiang Shang, a chance to rise and change your fate, but you ended up committing a heinous crime. So you Xiqi people think that poor people should stay poor for generations, and that your ancestors can only serve the so-called nobles?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire battlefield fell silent, and then became noisy again.

The soldiers in Xiqi's army began to whisper to each other.

Jiang Ziya and Ji Fa's faces changed when they heard what was said.

Yang Jian and Nezha in the Xiqi army fell into deep thought, and there was something wrong in their expressions when they looked at Jiang Ziya.

Wuming continued, "Second rule, disrespect for ghosts and gods, and not valuing sacrifices?"

"Emperor Xin did not say that he would not offer sacrifices to ghosts and gods, but he abolished the practice of offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods by living people."

Wuming swept the whole place with his sword-like gaze and said in a cold voice: "You are also a disciple of Xuanmen. Don't you know that ghosts and gods that are sacrificed with living people are evil gods? Is it wrong for Emperor Xin not to sacrifice living people to ghosts and gods?"

"Or are you, Xiqi, offering sacrifices to evil gods and demons? When offering sacrifices, you use the good men of our human race as food for the demons. What is your intention?"

When Jiang Shang was about to refute, Wuming stared at Jiang Ziya closely. Wuming's extremely terrifying sword intent oppressed Jiang Ziya on the mental level, making it difficult for him to speak.

"Is Emperor Xin close to villains? All of you nobles and officials are sucking the blood and sweat of the people. Who among you is clean? You villains and gentlemen just have different positions."

"Gentleman and justice are just another synonym for victory."

"If Emperor Xin wins, Ji Fa will probably also be called King Zhou, and you, Jiang Ziya, will not be able to escape the nickname of villain either."

At this time, the fighting spirit of Xiqi's million-strong army had basically disappeared.

Wuming's words are spread using magical powers, and there is also a subtle element of hypnosis and brainwashing in them.

At the beginning, Ji Fa and his men did a good job in ideological work on the million-strong army of Xiqi, and when they arrived in Chaoge, they were all in a state of unity against the enemy.

Now they no longer have the idea of ​​hating King Zhou. Senior military officers now have the goal of making achievements, while the lower-level officers have no choice but to go with the flow.

Especially the lower-level soldiers, their good impression of Xiqi had already faded at this time.

The first thing Wang Ming said was that King Zhou did not use noble relatives but made use of slaves.

This successfully diverted the conflict between Xiqi and Shang.

In other words, Xiqi was divided.

The atmosphere in Xiqi was filled with nobles and powerful figures such as Ji Fa and the lower-class slaves.

My descendants will all be slaves to the poor. This... is a very desperate and heavy thought.

If they were slaves at the beginning and had no chance to become superior people, they would not have any resentment, but Emperor Xin gave them an opportunity and let them experience that kind of beauty.

Jifa and his men are now gradually losing the support of ordinary soldiers.

Wuming said, "He is stubborn and aggressive!"

"I think it was not wrong for Emperor Xin to send troops to conquer the Dongyi. It was not wrong for everyone living in Cheng Tang's land."

Yang Jian suddenly said, "Brother Wuming, you and I are acquainted. I agree with your previous point of view, but I don't agree with this one. King Zhou launched a war, which was costly. It caused countless deaths and injuries to the people of Cheng Tang and Dongyi. How could such a monstrous massacre be wrong?"

Wuming nodded and said, "Killing is indeed wrong. Every life is precious and equal, but people have different standpoints. You, Yang Jian, are a hybrid of the human race and the gods. You have little understanding of the human race's concept of nations. In your eyes, the lives of the people of Dongyi and Cheng Tang are the same."

Yang Jian asked: "Isn't this right?"

Wuming shook his head and said, "Yes, and no! It's right in terms of reason, but wrong in terms of human nature."

"The Dongyi invaded Cheng Tang's territory many times, burning, killing and looting. The people in the border areas suffered terribly. Every year, thousands of Cheng Tang's soldiers were killed or injured in order to resist the Dongyi invasion. Emperor Xin destroyed the Dongyi in one fell swoop. Although many people died in this battle, there was no need to die every year in the future to resist the Dongyi."

Yang Jian still frowned and said, "Aren't the lives of the Dongyi people human lives? Isn't it good for the two countries to coexist peacefully?"

Wuming shook his head again and said, "Yang Jian, although you have the face of a middle-aged man, your maturity and vicissitudes are all illusions caused by Tianpeng's aging palm. You are still too young and have too little experience. In your short period of guilt and despair, you were influenced by the thoughts of Chang'e, Yu Ding, and Yang Chan.

You should understand one thing: being kind to your enemies is being cruel to your own people.

Kindness!

It also needs to be divided into different objects.

You once had a chance to enter Yaochi to avenge your mother, but you lost the chance because you were kind to the heavenly soldiers."

Seeing Yang Jian was silent, Ji Fa could not sit still and shouted coldly: "You are making up a story. King Zhou is licentious and immoral. He wrote obscene poems in front of the Nuwa Temple and blasphemed the Holy Mother of the human race. This is unforgivable.

He was greedy for beauty and snatched Daji, the daughter of Jizhou Hou Su Hu, into the palace for sexual pleasure.

Such a licentious and incompetent monarch is truly unworthy of his position."

Wuming's body was now cut off from Wang Ming's cause and effect by the system. He was not afraid of anything, and even death would not affect his real body.

After hearing what Ji Fa said, Wuming immediately said: "Emperor Xin did write a poem in front of the Nuwa Temple, but that poem is very problematic. Emperor Xin's master is Wen Zhong, who is the third generation disciple of Jiejiao, a sect whose leader is also the saint Tongtian.

How could Emperor Xin not know what kind of existence Nuwa was?
Emperor Xin is not a stupid person!

Since he was able to write that poem, I guess that Emperor Xin was controlled by magic. "

No one present felt much about this.

The two beings who had been paying attention to this place suddenly changed their expressions, and several shocking thunders sounded in the sky.

Wang Ming looked up at the sky and continued without fear: "Ji Fa! You said that Emperor Xin was lustful and licentious?"

Ji Fa said with a righteous look on his face: "King Zhou is lustful and everyone in the world knows it."

Wang Ming smiled and said, "Then I have a question."

“Why was Emperor Xin lustful, but he only had three sons: Yin Jiao, Yin Hong, and Wu Geng?

Your father Ji Chang was not lustful, but he had a hundred sons. Excluding the adopted Lei Zhenzi, how did he get the ninety-nine biological sons?"

Unknown: "This... is a question worth thinking about."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room fell silent and looked at Ji Fa with strange eyes.

a hundred!

a hundred!

I'm afraid there is a nuclear twin-turbo kidney engine.

Now all ordinary people feel that their three views have been refreshed. They feel that all their past ideas and concepts are false, and they fall into the internal friction of doubting life and self.

Yang Jian, Nezha and other monks were just following their master's orders to come to help. They were not very afraid of Jifa, and their eyes became a little strange when they looked at Jifa.

Ji Fa pointed at Wang Ming with trembling fingers and said, "You...you...you...bullshit..."

After pointing for a long time, Ji Fa couldn't find any reason to refute.

Ji Fa swept his eyes across the entire place and met the strange gazes of Yang Jian, Nezha, Li Jing and the others.

He knew what these people were thinking at this moment. When he thought about his beloved father being described as a more lustful man than King Zhou, he found it hard to accept for a moment.

"puff!"

"Your Majesty!" Jiang Shang was horrified.

The others immediately rushed towards Ji Fa.

Ji Fa was so angry that he spat out blood and fainted.

ps: The following plot is not entirely based on the worldview of Investiture of the Gods, but is a fusion of many worldviews such as Investiture of the Gods and Honghuang Liu. Some settings are different from your impression, so don't be too surprised.

Don't worry, there won't be such a fundamental error as Jiang Ziya being a woman.

(End of this chapter)