readsfreenovel Chapter 226: A Visitor from the Chan Sect
Chapter 226: A Visitor from the Chan Sect
Inside the Zhou army camp, Ji Chang, Jiang Ziya and others looked at the sand table in front of them and fell into deep thought.
After a while, Ji Chang looked at Jiang Ziya and said:
"Prime Minister, what should we do next?"
When Jiang Ziya heard Ji Chang's question, a smile appeared on his face, and he said slowly:
"Your Majesty, I suggest that we divide our forces into three groups, adopt a strategy of advancing in parallel and supporting each other, and simultaneously advance towards the three strategic locations of Jiameng Pass, Sishui Pass, and Qinglong Pass."
When Ji Chang heard this, his eyes lit up, and he was obviously very interested in Jiang Ziya's strategy.
"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it." He leaned forward slightly and listened more attentively.
"Your Majesty, please listen to me in detail."
Jiang Ziya's voice was steady and powerful, and his eyes moved back and forth between the three levels on the sand table, as if he was examining the battle that was about to unfold.
"As you can see, these three passes form a triangle, supporting each other and forming a solid line of defense."
"If our army rashly attacks Sishui Pass, even if we can successfully capture it, we will most likely be attacked from both sides."
Having said that, Jiang Ziya sighed softly, as if he had foreseen that unfavorable situation.
"Once our army enters Sishui Pass, Jiameng Pass and Qinglong Pass will surely take advantage of the situation and launch a fierce attack on our two wings."
"At that time, our army will face the dilemma of being attacked from both sides, and the battle situation will become extremely dangerous."
Upon hearing this, Ji Chang frowned, obviously realizing the seriousness of the problem.
He was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "The Prime Minister is right. Our army must act cautiously and not act rashly."
"But, Prime Minister, our army has limited generals. How can we divide the troops into three groups?"
Ji Chang's voice echoed in the tent, carrying a hint of worry and contemplation.
Jiang Ziya couldn't help but frown when he heard this. How could he not know the seriousness of this problem?
Every general in the Zhou army was a brave warrior who had been carefully selected and experienced in hundreds of battles.
But faced with such a complicated battle situation, their numbers seemed so inadequate.
In addition, Jiameng Pass and Qinglong Pass are both important strategic passes, and the defenders in the city must be extraordinary and not ordinary people.
If ordinary generals are sent, it will be difficult for them to take on the important responsibility, but if generals with outstanding abilities are to be sent, it will be too tight to do so. So how to make a decision has become a difficult problem at hand.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
At this moment, a burst of hurried and powerful footsteps suddenly came from outside the tent, breaking the silence inside the tent.
The curtain of the tent was suddenly opened, and a cold wind mixed with the noise outside rushed in, bringing a hint of unusual atmosphere.
Jiang Ziya was suddenly awakened from his thoughts. He looked up at the entrance of the tent and saw a soldier hurrying in with a serious expression. It was obvious that he brought urgent news.
The soldier knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and said hurriedly:
"Reporting to the Prime Minister, three monks in Taoist robes have come to the tent, saying they are here to help Uncle Master Jiang Ziya!"
When Jiang Ziya heard this, a hint of surprise and expectation flashed in his eyes.
He quickly stood up, straightened his clothes, and felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.
"Quick, bring them in quickly."
"Yes, Prime Minister!"
The soldier retreated and left the tent to inform the three monks.
Jiang Ziya stood there, his hands unconsciously behind his back, pacing back and forth, waiting for the disciples of the Chan sect.
Seeing this, Ji Chang in the tent slowly walked up to Jiang Ziya, frowning slightly, with curiosity and confusion flashing in his eyes.
"Prime Minister, who is this person outside the tent?"
Ji Chang's voice was low and powerful, revealing his majesty and caution as a king.
He looked at Jiang Ziya, waiting for his answer.
Hearing this, Jiang Ziya laughed even louder. He turned around and looked at Ji Chang with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to convey all his joy and hope to him.
He gently stroked his flowing beard, with a mysterious smile on his face, and said slowly:
"Hahaha, my king, please rest assured. The people outside the tent are the third generation disciples of my Chan Sect. They came here on the orders of their master to help our army."
"Your Majesty, my disciples of the Chan Sect are not only highly skilled in cultivation, but also proficient in military tactics. Their arrival will definitely increase our army's chances of victory."
When Ji Chang heard this, a hint of surprise and joy flashed in his eyes.
He knew that the Chan Sect was a saintly sect, and he had also heard about the extraordinary disciples.
Now, there are three such disciples coming to help him, how can he not feel excited and thrilled?
"Oh? He is actually a disciple of Chan Sect!"
Ji Chang's voice was full of respect and gratitude. "Prime Minister, this is great! With their help, our army will be even more powerful!"
Jiang Ziya smiled and nodded, he was well aware of Ji Chang's expectations and trust.
He patted Ji Chang's shoulder gently and said earnestly:
"Don't worry, my king. With me here and my disciples helping us, we will surely defeat the enemy and complete our mission of conquering Shang soon."
The two men smiled at each other and waited in the tent for the third generation of disciples of the Chan sect to arrive.
After a while, there was a sound of light footsteps outside the tent, accompanied by a fresh and unworldly breath, and three monks slowly walked into the tent.
Their appearance seemed to bring a touch of fairy air to this simple tent, making the surrounding air fresher.
After the three of them entered the tent, they couldn't help but look around, full of curiosity about everything here.
When they saw Jiang Ziya, a look of admiration flashed in their eyes. Then they simultaneously stepped forward, bowed, and saluted respectfully:
"Disciple pays respect to Uncle Master Jiang Ziya! I have heard of Uncle Master's great name for a long time, and it is a great honor to meet him today!"
Seeing this, Jiang Ziya's face was filled with genuine joy. He quickly stepped forward and gently helped them up one by one with his hands, while laughing heartily:
"Haha, good, good, good! You are really young and promising, full of vigor and vitality! You are worthy of being my third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect!"
After a pause, Jiang Ziya looked at the three of them and asked with some curiosity and affection:
“I wonder which senior brother you learned from?
When the three heard this, humble and warm smiles appeared on their faces.
After exchanging a tacit glance with each other, they began to introduce themselves one by one from left to right, their voices revealing their admiration for their master.
First, the young man standing on the far left, his green robe fluttering like a mountain breeze, spoke softly:
"My disciple Qingmu, who is a disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, has come to help Uncle Jiang on the orders of my master."
Then, Zi Yu, who stood tall in the middle with a determined look in his eyes, calmly took over the conversation:
"Disciple Zi Yu, I am fortunate to be accepted as a disciple of Samantabhadra, and to receive the careful instruction of my master."
"Today, I am following the order of my master to come down the mountain to help Uncle Jiang. I swear to lend a helping hand to defeat Shang and revive Zhou, and bring peace to the world."
Finally, Ning Sheng, who was standing on the far right, was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with an extraordinary temperament, and said loudly:
"My disciple Ning Sheng is a disciple of Manjusri Bodhisattva, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect."
"I came down the mountain this time because my master sent me here to help my uncle complete the great cause of conquering Shang."
After hearing this, Jiang Ziya showed an even more surprised smile on his face.