My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God

Chapter 79: Unprecedented Decisive Battle

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Jiang Changsheng’s sudden appearance was out of everyone’s expectations, and his ability to soar above the clouds shocked the officials even more.

When they came back to their senses, Chen Li excitedly asked, “Changsheng, are you going to create more bean soldiers?”

As soon as he asked that, everyone looked at Jiang Changsheng with anticipation.

They were at their wit’s end. The gap between them and the enemy was too huge. They could only pin their hopes on Jiang Changsheng.

They had naturally heard of the power of the Scattering Beans into Soldiers technique, which had directly crushed the Chen Dynasty.

However, in the face of the joint efforts of nine dynasties and the large number of martial artists from two Chao Sects, was the Scattering Beans into Soldiers technique of Immortal Master Changsheng enough?

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, “Of course not. The enemy has tens of millions of troops. How can we sprinkle so many beans?”

Hearing this, the officials were disappointed.

“I will personally go to the battlefield.”

His words immediately caused an uproar in the hall. All officials were excited. Some officials even knelt down. Most of them were old officials, which meant they knew best about Jiang Changsheng’s mystical abilities.

Jiang Ziyu said, “Everyone, control your divisions and appease the various provinces. The decisive battle is about to begin, and Great Jing will not fall. It will only become stronger!”

“The court is dismissed!”

The officials knelt down and sent Jiang Ziyu off.

After the time for an incense stick to burn.

In the imperial study.

Jiang Changsheng and Jiang Ziyu sat opposite each other and drank tea. Jiang Xiu stood aside and poured tea for them. He looked at Jiang Changsheng with admiration.

In the hall today, he thought that the court was about to collapse. He did not expect that Jiang Changsheng’s appearance would motivate the officials so much. This was the first time he had seen such a scene.

Jiang Changsheng asked, “Who is closest to the main battlefield?”

Jianz Zivu understood what he meant. Jianz Changshenz was askinz about the

disciples of Longqi Temple. With this in mind, he answered, “Ping’an and Xu Tianji have already rushed over. I originally intended to let the enemy in, but my people were terrified and I had no choice but to send someone to guard the battlefield in the North Zhou Dynasty.”

Jiang Changsheng nodded. Ping’an and Xu Tianji had his reincarnation mark on them, making it easier for him to determine the direction.

Jiang Ziyu looked at his father. The depression accumulated in his heart during this period of time was swept away, replaced by fighting spirit and expectations.

His father was his greatest supporter, but he just did not want to casually invite his father. After all, he still had his own pride. Now that he was at his wit’s end, his father stood up in time and made him suddenly feel that he was not alone.

Jiang Ziyu smiled and asked, “Master, how should we fight?”

Jiang Changsheng glanced at him and said, “You are the Emperor. You can fight however you want. I will support you.”

Hearing this, Jiang Ziyu’s smile deepened. He put down his teacup and snorted. “Then let’s defeat them head-on and fight an unprecedented decisive battle. At that time, father will descend onto the battlefield and assist the Great Jing army!”

He had become that high-spirited and contemptuous emperor again!

Jiang Changsheng smiled and nodded before he began to sip his tea.

It had to be said that the tea in the palace was the best.

Sure enough, this kid is hiding his stash. Why didn’t he give me more of such good tea?

Jiang Changsheng looked at Jiang Xiu and asked, “Xiu’er, has it been difficult for you to learn politics from your father recently?”

Jiang Xiu hastily answered, “Grandmaster, it is indeed a little strenuous for me, but I will try my best.”

Jiang Changsheng nodded and felt somewhat regretful. When Wang Chen was at Jiang Xiu’s age, he had already displayed good political skills.

The three of them began to chat. It was rare for three generations of the Jiang family to be in the same house. About this, Jiang Changsheng was in a good mood, and Jiang Ziyu was also filled with emotions. He might be the happiest emperor. At that time, he still had his father’s protection. He had both children and was still building an unprecedented achievement.

Jiang Ziyu glanced at Jiang Xiu and secretly made a decision.

He would find an opportunity to tell him Jiang Changsheng’s true identity.

No!

In the future, every crown prince would have to know about this secret and

pass it down from generation to generation as a secret ot the Jiang Family.

In July, the Emperor issued an edict. The armies of the various provinces gathered at the battlefield of the North Zhou Dynasty. The citizens felt insecure, and everyone realized that the battle for the dynasty’s survival was about to begin.

After Jiang Changsheng stabilized Jiang Ziyu’s heart, he returned to continue cultivating and waited for August to arrive.

He believed that when the two Chao Sects stated that the war would begin in August it would be in August. Even if they attacked the Great Jing in advance, they still had to face Jiang Changsheng. They would fight as promised and crush Great Jing with their absolute strength to annex the thirteen prefectures!

Jiang Changsheng was also willing to wait and give the two Chao Sects more time to gather more people so that his survival rewards would be more generous.

As the days passed, the number of devotees in Longqi Temple decreased. The entire city was in a state of panic, and the streets were no longer as prosperous as before. There were even many people moving to the south.

Meng Qiushuang’s father did not leave the capital. Instead, he still asked Meng Qiushuang to go up the mountain to practice martial arts every day because she was specially recruited by Jiang Changsheng. Mingyue also took special care of her, fearing that she would be bullied.

Qing Ku, Wan Li, and the other senior disciples also took turns to teach Qing’er.

If Qing Ku knew that Qing’er was Meng Qiushuang, what would he think? Would he not believe it, or would he be shocked?

Jiang Changsheng was looking forward to it, but he could not tell anyone in case he caused trouble that exceeded his strength.

As August approached, a sea of troops began to gather on the battlefield of the North Zhou Dynasty. The two armies were ten miles apart, and they could see each other in the endless wasteland.

In the North Zhou Dynasty’s camp, the generals of the nine dynasties had gathered. The leader was not a general of the nine dynasties, but a martial artist from the Martial Comprehension Valley. His name was Meng Xuan, and he was a True God. He wore armor and sat there like an evil bear. His aura was obviously stronger than the other generals.

Meng Xuan closed his eyes as he trained and asked, “How many troops has Great Jing gathered?”

A general smiled and said, “At present, it has reached 800,000. It’s not worth mentioning at all.”

The other generals laughed as well. Their troops numbered in the tens of millions. How spectacular was that? 800,000 enemy soldiers were like arms

trying to block a carriage.

“They still came. Did Immortal Master Changsheng abandon them?”

“It’s possible that the Jing Emperor wanted to wait for us to kill our way to the Si Province. Now that he has changed his mind, isn’t it because Demonic Priest Changsheng is unreliable? Because the latter is afraid of death, he can only fight to the death.”

“It’s not only the nine dynasties he would have to face. Even the lords of the two Chao Sects have come. No matter how strong Demonic Priest Changsheng is, he would not dare to come and fight.”

“Unfortunately, I still want to see his Scattering Beans into Soldiers technique.”

“Hahaha, I reckon he’s just deliberately mystifying things. It’s just some martial arts technique. Those bean soldiers are probably formed by true qi.”

The generals laughed merrily. Before the nine dynasties joined hands, they were all resistant and did not want to work like oxen or horses. Now that they had joined hands and looked at this magnificent army, they felt great.

To be able to see such a war in his life, they would have no regrets in this life!

Meng Xuan did not say anything else and focused on his training.

At the same time.

In the Great Jing Military Camp, the soldiers in front of the various tents were also discussing the upcoming world-shocking decisive battle. This was a war that had never been seen in the thirteen prefectures since ancient times. In the past, it was already rare to encounter a war with millions of troops. They had never heard of a war with tens of millions of troops.

Just looking at the military camp of the North Zhou Dynasty made their scalps tingle. Other than the combat troops, there were also a large number of logistical supplies. Therefore, when the armies of the nine dynasties gathered together, they occupied more than dozens of miles. This scene was much more terrifying than tens of millions of soldiers.

Ping’an sat in front of a fire, holding a huge roasted cow leg and gnawing on it. He was the most heartless and not worried at all.

Xu Tianji, Zong Tianwu, and Huang Chuan stood side by side. Looking from afar, they were all worried.

Zong Tianwu asked, “Since His Majesty has gathered so many troops, is he implying that Immortal Master Changsheng is going to take action?”

Huang Chuan said, “He should be here. Back then, when the Mahayana Dragon Tower wanted to restore Chu, my teacher took action. Now that Great Jing is about to be conquered, how could he let it go?”

Xu Tianji lamented, “Things are different now. Those two Chao Sects are waiting for your teacher to appear.”

As Jiang Ziyu ascended the throne, Chao Sects were no longer as mysterious.

They all knew how powerful Chao Sects were and how terrifying high- level martial artists were. Right now, the most powerful force in front of the two Chao Sects were not the soldiers of Great Jing, but Immortal Master Changsheng.

At that very moment.

A figure walked over from the sea of people. Huang Chuan glanced at him and was immediately stunned. He blinked to make sure that he was not mistaken and immediately ran over excitedly.

“Stinky brat, why are you here?”

Huang Chuan came to Ling Xiao and asked excitedly.

Ling Xiao, the genius selected by Meng Qiushuang from Longqi Temple, was also Jiang Changsheng’s little disciple. After he reached the Heavenly Arrival realm, he went down the mountain to take revenge and there had been no news of him.

Right now, Ling Xiao was dressed in black with a sword at his waist. His black hair was casually tied up behind his head, revealing a slightly weathered face. His temperament had changed, and he was no longer the shy young man from before. There was no way he could hide his fierce aura.

Ling Xiao revealed a smile and said, “My country is in trouble, and I am a disciple of Longqi Temple. How can I not come?”

Huang Chuan sized him up and said, “Junior Brother, why do I feel that you’ve become stronger?”

Not far away, Xu Tianji and Zong Tianwu were also sizing up Ling Xiao. Xu Tianji frowned and muttered, “This kid..

Strong!

Xu Tianji sensed a trace of danger. One had to know that he was in the Divine realm.

Ling Xiao smiled and said, “I’ve obtained a fortuitous encounter in the past two years and learned a sword technique. I’ll teach you when we return to Longqi Temple.”

Huang Chuan was even more curious. He pulled Ling Xiao to sit before Xu Tianji and asked him to recount his experiences over the past two years.

Ling Xiao was not the only one who came. More had also arrived one after another.

It had been 67 years since Great Jing was founded. Most of the martial artists in the martial arts world were from Great Jing. It was everyone’s responsibility to protect Great Jing.

Compared to the enthusiasm of the North Zhou camp, the Great Jing camp seemed silent. There were constantly scouts coming and going between the two armies to monitor the enemy’s strength.

Days passed.

August had finally arrived.

An air-piercing sound tore through the sky and streaked across the heads of the soldiers of Great Jing. It directly pierced through the main tent and stabbed into the sand table, causing Jiang Yu, King Qin, to dodge. The soldiers in the tent unsheathed their swords one after another and attacked the enemy.

The white-haired Jiang Yu was no longer the impulsive prince of the past. He was now the commander-in-chief of Great Jing, and he would lead this decisive battle.

Jiang Yu stepped forward, pulled out the arrow, and opened the note. After he read it, his expression instantly darkened and he coldly snorted. “Arrogant! They actually reminded me that the war will start at noon in three days and told me to prepare to die!”

The moment he said that, the soldiers were furious and cursed at North Zhou.

This was a psychological attack, but they had no choice but to bear it.

Outside.

Xu Tianji’s expression was solemn. He looked at the person beside him and asked, “Even you can’t stop that arrow?”

Standing beside him was a man in black armor. Even though he was old, he had a tall figure and a dignified expression. He was Emperor Yang Zhao, who had once shocked the martial arts world.

Emperor Yang Zhao’s face was ashen. “I couldn’t stop it. It was too fast.”

He was a True God, yet there was an arrow that he could not stop.

Furthermore, the arrow was shot from the enemy’s camp ten miles away.

Xu Tianji’s heart sank to the bottom of the cliff.

Very soon, Jiang Yu gathered all the high-ranking officers and informed them that the war would start in three days.

In the face of an army of tens of millions, they did not even have the courage to launch a surprise attack in advance. Even if they were to charge in, it was very likely that they would be surrounded and killed.

King Qin swept his gaze across all the soldiers and said in a deep voice, “In three days, without my orders, no army is allowed to attack in advance, even if the enemy’s hooves are about to land on your face. Do you understand?”

“Understood!”

All the soldiers said in unison. They were not afraid, and their eyes were filled with determination.

Dying in battle for their country, what was there to be afraid of?