King Xin'an's way to win is actually very simple, which is to disguise the Buddhist magic weapon, vajra, as a crossbow arrow, and launch it into the Yin soldiers' camp.

Buddhist magic weapons originally had a counterproductive effect on Yin soldiers. When the magic weapons were arranged in the formation, invisible barriers would form, thereby interfering with and hindering the movement of Yin soldiers' formation.

It is for this reason that the six thousand Yin soldiers who blocked the Tang cavalry suddenly became frustrated and rushed out in a scattered manner, which was tantamount to delivering vegetables to the Tang army.

Otherwise, as long as they form a tight formation and push them up, the three thousand cavalry will inevitably pay a certain price to defeat them.

Since Gao Mang presented the method of the Tang Dynasty's national teacher Shan Wuwei to the emperor, this is the first time that Buddhist magic weapons have been applied on the battlefield and have received unexpected miraculous effects.

Therefore, Gao Mang's first contribution is indisputable.

The key point is that the method adopted by King Xin'an is very secretive. It is estimated that the retreating Yin soldiers commander is still confused now. This means that the same tactic can be used multiple times and can be copied to other battlefields, invisibly causing heavy damage to Yin soldiers.

Of course, this big victory is inseparable from King Xin'an's accurate prediction, keen observation, and ability to grasp the fighter's response.

The imperial court has its own rewards on merits and deeds. It would be fine if the emperor knew it. Gao Mang would not worry about this. At this moment, he had already withdrawn his gaze and was observing the performance of the ministers with great interest.

He actually doesn't understand the height of the temple. He needs to perceive and understand it personally. The things in the books are useless at all.

For example, now, the ministers are very happy, and He Zhizhang is also very happy. They are surrounded by the emperor, and a few people even wrote a few poems on the spot, saying that they are not literary but the excitement and joy are full and real.

This is very interesting. Obviously, the ministers are all loyal and are on the emperor's side at this moment. However, loyalty does not mean that they do not have their own small calculations, nor does it mean that they have no other ideas. They may be a member of the prince's power, a member of the King of Shou, or a member of other prince's power.

This is no wonder they are. In the Tang Dynasty's government ecology, an official had to take sides, and before he had time to take sides, he would have a tendency in his position.

Taking a team is a strategic choice and a preparation for the future. It is not a betrayal of the current imperial power. There is actually a big premise from taking a team to betrayal, that is, the emperor is no longer able to do it, or the emperor is gone.

But the emperor is still alright now, and the emperor is still there, so of course the ministers have to stand on the emperor's side.

Obviously, Li Longji, a master of coup, also knew this well, so he didn't care about the ministers' half-heartedness at all, as if he knew nothing about everything. This is probably what is called great wisdom and foolishness.

Well, the king and his subjects enjoy each other, and the whole school is harmonious.

While Gao Mang was thinking about it, he saw He Zhizhang coming over intentionally or unintentionally.

"Boy, you must seize the opportunity!"

He Zhizhang's voice drifted into Gao Mang's ears. When Gao Mang was shocked, He Zhizhang had already walked past him as if nothing had happened.

Gao Mang couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was still recognized by someone, but I don't know how many people recognized him.

Thinking to himself, Gao Mang looked at the minister guiltily.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to him and was busy praising King Xin'an and holding the emperor's stinky feet.

After a moment, the entire Luoyang City became boiling, and the cheers of "Wan Sheng" and "Long Live" were shocking, making the city walls tremble.

News of the Tang army's victory quickly spread throughout Luoyang City, and many people even took to the streets to celebrate the victory despite the ban on clearing the streets.

Poor Luoyang people have lived too much during this period. On the one hand, the imperial court has launched a prison sentence, which has caused everyone to be in danger. On the other hand, the ghost soldiers have made a big fuss outside and they dare to siege Luoyang City.

The people don’t care about the affairs of the official position, but the attacks of the Yin soldiers are closely related to them, and even life and death are at stake.

Fortunately, it is winter now, and there is still some time before spring plowing, otherwise they would not be able to sit at home. They would have picked up their hoes and fucked the Yin soldiers long ago.

The Tang army was powerful and sent out only one cavalry to defeat tens of thousands of ghost soldiers. So what else could they worry about?

What is Wu Zetian's dark spirit born, Wu Chengsi's Holy Lord came, and the one who spread it so magically, the one who is fucking bad guys who can't stand the tables. After all, our emperor dares to go to the city wall to supervise the battle, where are you hiding?

When the Yin soldiers are destroyed and the city gate is opened, you must go to Longmen Grottoes to pick off the glass eyeballs of the big Buddha of Lushe, so that you can harm others again.

So not only people, but even ghosts cannot be chanted. At noon, a roar of shocking sound rang out on Beimang Mountain again.

Eighty thousand Yin soldiers turned into a black torrent, surging from both sides of Cuiyun Peak in Mangshan, flooding snowy ridges, and then roaring towards the south of the mountain.

Nearly 100,000 Yin soldiers were everywhere, and they could not see the edge of the mountain. It seemed like a black sea that almost submerged the south of the mountain.

Everyone on the city gate tower looked at the dark waves of the Yin soldiers, their faces tightened and their scalps were numb.

In the dense camp of ghost soldiers, black towers rose from the ground, like spring bamboo shoots after rain. In a moment, hundreds of them rose!

Gao Mang also looked surprised. He knew that these black towers were built with the bones of ghost soldiers, but the speed of building was too fast, right?

Soon, the people in the city gate tower were shocked again and looked at the Yin soldiers camp.

I saw a taller black tower rising on the undulating black sea, and in a moment it overwhelmed other towers.

On the top of the thick and solid tower, a tall skeleton man sat upright on a skeleton horse, gradually appeared clearly in front of everyone.

The tall skeleton man, wearing red armor, a red cloak, a copper mask, and a flame-like scepter in his hand. Behind it, a huge "Zhou"-shaped flag fluttered in the wind.

The skeleton man slowly looked towards the city gate tower, and two orange-red flames pounded in his eyes.

call!

The red cloak of Skeleton Man flew backwards, and red flames burned all over his body!

Immediately, he slowly raised the burning scepter in his hand and raised it high above his head.

Hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers headed towards the skeleton men on the tower, and knelt on the ground in a strange posture. Their movements were so neat that they made a roar like a sea tide.

Well, Gao Mang had guessed that the skeleton man on the tower was the skeleton that the demon Liu Zhicheng stole from Shunling in the north of Xianyang, the Holy Lord of the Yin Soldier, and Wu Chengsi.

Wu Zhou belongs to the fire virtue and is still red, so Wu Chengsi is dressed up as a prosperous and looks like a mascot at the opening ceremony of a certain sports event.
Chapter completed!