Chapter 1925: The World in the Eyes of the Dragon God

According to legend, the divine nature of the heavenly gods also has a similar effect, so the Jinglong Battle Armor is like the external divine nature of the Nine Abyss Great Emperor. To him, to a certain extent, wish power can be regarded as an indicator of public sentiment.

Not precise, but to a certain extent.

He Lingchuan carefully selected fifteen initial deployment sites, all with particularly deep foundations of wish power. The common people not only did not resent the arrival of the Black Armor Army, but actually welcomed it.

On this basis, he then considered factors such as terrain, transportation, material reserves, and personnel, finally screening out five.

After these five initial cannons fired, he formulated the subsequent advance route, and the layout of wish power was also one of the key reference factors.

Which places can be attacked first, which places are better left for later—on the wish power sand table, it is clear at a glance.

Of course, from his layout planning to the simultaneous uprising of seven routes, many accidents occurred in between, such as the reserve points of the Yangshan Merchant Guild scattered throughout Shanjin being encountered by invasions, with several even being completely looted.

Although the name Yangshan is very prominent, this land has always produced outlaws and desperadoes. What does Yangshan matter? It does not hinder their theft.

When such a situation occurs, the local branch of the Yangshan Merchant Guild will harshly give them a lesson.

Fortunately, the Yangshan Merchant Guild was originally a major merchant guild specializing in storage and transport, with business spread across the entire plain. Especially many local officials directly outsourced transportation tasks to the Yangshan Merchant Guild and the Weiwu Guard Unit, even for materials related to national livelihood and people's welfare, such as grain, weapons, and so on. It was not because they did not want to be vigilant, but because self-transportation carried great risk, was terribly inefficient, and involved too many vested interests—better to simply hand it over to Yangshan for peace of mind.

Therefore, suspicious local forces were few—even if any existed, they were dealt with promptly.

Wan Qi Liang behind him tried to summarize a pattern on the sand table, looked for half a day, and suddenly said: "The lord takes the poorest and most suffering places as the starting point—this is true compassion."

Upon hearing this, He Lingchuan suddenly turned his head to look at him.

Wan Qi Liang: "Subordinate, subordinate, did I say something wrong?"

"No, you are quite right." He Lingchuan stroked his chin as he looked at the flags on the sand table. Wan Qi Liang's words provided another angle of thought.

Indeed, from an outsider's perspective, his chosen starting points and the routes he took were all the poorest, most chaotic, and most suffering places. And precisely because these places were perpetually turbulent, impoverished and backward, with no hope of self-rescue, people became all the more firmly devoted to the Dragon God, longing for his arrival and salvation.

In He Lingchuan's view now, wish power is like a river of stars—some dense, some sparse, some close, some scattered.

Perhaps in ancient times, this was what the Dragon God saw in the world.

What the Dragon God once saw, the Nine Abyss Great Emperor now sees as well.

When Doctor Li Feixun sent him a message to report, he mentioned his own observations:

In an inconspicuous wild village in central Shanjin, the locals knew the Dragon God Army was expanding wildly, and were greatly frightened, so they labeled the Dragon God Army as vicious bandits and positioned the Yangshan Merchant Guild as an accomplice.

But as soon as the notice was posted, the common people cursed loudly, even the person standing nearby reading it was splattered all over with dung—

Eggs are too expensive, throwing them would be wasteful.

The next morning, the notice had disappeared.

At that time, Weng Xing went to scout the area, waiting in the village's feather shop to eat noodles, when he heard an old woman in the back kitchen speak with great vigor:

"They dare say the Dragon God Army are bad people, dare say the Yangshan Merchant Guild are accomplices? Nonsense and rubbish! I haven't seen the Dragon God Army, I don't know; but my son just received last month's wages from the Yangshan Merchant Guild."

Then came the sound of pots and pans being smashed and shovels waved: "Oh, accomplices would pay you wages on time, not withhold a single coin? Then I hope the whole world is full of accomplices! Those official ghosts and grandsons don't even bother to look at their own virtue—our neighbor Ma Er went to fix their walls, broke his leg, and eight months later, his wages are still withheld!"

Weng Xing joined the old woman in cursing; the old woman, delighted, gave him an extra egg with his plain noodles.

Seeing this message, He Lingchuan knew his choice was correct.

The places that believe most in the Dragon God are mostly the most chaotic and poorest—they also ought to receive salvation the fastest.

The affluent places do not revere the Dragon God as much, so it is only natural that they come later.

As for the Shanjin Plain, He Lingchuan indeed has his own ambition, his own strategic intent. But his actions, in some vague way, seem to align with many principles.

Is he following the Dragon God's compassion? Is he following the will of heaven?

On this sand table before him, only the Allied Forces and Yaodi are blank spaces, with no flags planted. Obviously, He Lingchuan has placed these two locations later in the sequence.

The first-stage tactics he devised for the other several units were to seize all easily capturable locations, bypass the hard bones, and first create a momentum across the entire Shanjin Plain where the Black Armor Army rises everywhere, its prestige unmatched for a time.

Building momentum is very important.

No mistake, one character, one shot, one inside, one content, one in, one one look!

And He Lingchuan and Qiu Hu, as the most critical priority, are taking the opposite approach—specifically targeting the toughest hard points.

After He Lingchuan landed at Yingang in northern Shanjin, he marched south from the Hairy Elephant Forest, aided by the Phantom Sect troops and the immortals/great demons, basically subduing the demon kings of the northern uninhabited regions.

Either die or surrender—he gave the great demons no third option to choose.

Then, they met with Lü Qiuwei, stationed in central-northern Shanjin. He Lingchuan formally took command of fifteen hundred troops, together with his subordinate demons and immortals, launched a surprise attack on the Kashan tribe, and officially began the First Battle of the Nine Abyss Great Emperor sweeping across Shanjin!

The central-northern part of Shanjin is dotted with small powers; among them, the Kashan tribe is a very famous grassland hunting tribe, not yet a nation, with a population of over six hundred thousand. Their warriors regularly number nearly twenty thousand, and like the Luo Dian, they excel in horseback archery—neighboring small tribes all fear them.

This tribe worships Miao Zhantian, so when the goddess set out to overturn the sea, she took from their tribe over a thousand of their finest, most resolute warriors and cultivators—

And then there were none left.

For the Kashan tribe, this was a massive loss.

On a dark, windy night, the Nine Abyss Great Emperor released the Three Corpses Worms for the first time in the real world.

In the first battle, he shattered the eight thousand troops of the Kashan general Wushu—that scene was very similar to today's battle against Ruhehai.

Fear and confusion became one of the Nine Abyss Great Emperor's sharpest weapons. The black torrent, with a strength and speed unimaginable to the locals, swept across the entire Kashan region.

The arrival of the Dragon God cannot be refused.

Only five days later, the Kashan main state was forced to confront the Nine Abyss Great Emperor. The Kashan chieftain led his troops into battle, refusing to surrender, and thus, before seven thousand Kashan warriors and one hundred fifty thousand state subjects, was slain on the spot by Elder Shituo!

The original form assumed by Elder Shituo was a giant bull, one circle larger than the wilderness elephant, whose body steamed with azure flames during the charge, while the spiral immortal patterns on his hind legs and shoulder blades flashed with crimson gold light, filling the night with sound and light effects, utterly terrifying.

The Kashan chieftain's war chariot was also a rare magical artifact, capable of multiplying the impact force of the pulled celestial steeds several times over—but it could not withstand even a single round, being shattered into pieces by Shituo's impact; the Kashan chieftain was injured, couldn't run two steps before being trampled to death on the spot!