The Zhou Army suddenly shot arrows and caught the 30,000 Shang soldiers off guard. They abandoned thousands of corpses and retreated in a sorry state.
Wen Zhong's expression was as gloomy as water. He looked at the figure on the platform and felt indignant that he had been deceived.
Is this the result of a battle?
Speaking of which, Yang Jian could not be blamed. He could only blame Wen Zhong for not saying it clearly in the letter. Yang Jian thought that Wen Zhong was talking about not using immortals and cultivators to let the mortal soldiers determine who was stronger.
Who knew that Wen Zhong was referring to letting tens of thousands of armored soldiers fight and use military tactics and formations to determine who was stronger …
Wen Zhong stopped cursing. If he stomped his feet and cursed, it would be too ungentlemanly. He ordered, "Which general is willing to take the head of that person who went back on his word?"
Wen Zhong's two disciples, Yu Qing and Ji Li, requested to fight. Deng Chanyu also rode forward. The generals of the various armies stepped forward, but Wen Zhong's gaze landed on the four generals that he had just recruited.
The four generals of Yellow Flower Mountain, Deng, Xin, Zhang, and Tao, were originally the four leaders of the bandits of Yellow Flower Mountain. They either cultivated Dao techniques or were extremely brave. Wen Zhong had taken a fancy to them and subdued them.
Actually, Wen Zhong only had his eyes on the second-in-command, Xin Huan. At that moment, Wen Zhong also wanted Xin Huan to make a huge contribution.
Unexpectedly, the eldest brother of the four generals, Deng Zhong, stood up and bowed. "I have just entered the army and have yet to obtain any merits. The Grand Tutor did not abandon us. Today, we will repay him with a battle! "
"In that case, beat the drums for General Deng!"
Wen Zhong gave the order and the three armies beat the drums. The morale of the Shang army was not low because of the previous losses. Instead, they were full of energy.
After all, he was the Grand Tutor Wen of the Shang Dynasty. He still had some prestige.
Deng Zhong rode out of the formation and shouted for Huang Feihu to go out and surrender. Huang Feihu was not afraid of battle and rode the Five-colored Divine Ox out to fight.
The two generals fought together and fought back and forth. The long saber collided with the spear shaft, and the tip of the spear clashed with the blade. After dozens of rounds, Huang Feihu made a feint and knocked Deng Zhong off his horse. Just as he was about to behead him, a figure suddenly flew out of the Shang army.
Looking at this person, he had a pair of wings on his ribs and his face was ferocious. He shouted, "Don't you dare hurt my brother!"
He swung the hammer in his hand and smashed it onto a diamond drill. The drill emitted dazzling lightning and instantly turned into an electric net that pounced towards Huang Feihu.
Huang Feihu was caught off guard. The Five-Colored Divine Cow released a five-colored light, but it was extinguished by the electric net. Huang Feihu was also struck by lightning and immediately fainted. The Five-colored Divine Ox grabbed his collar and turned around to run back to the Zhou army.
Xin Huan held a copper hammer in his left hand and a steel drill in his right, standing between the two armies.
Deng Zhong was helped back into the army formation by the armoured soldiers. Each army beat the drums to boost Xin Huan's morale.
"Is this what Grand Preceptor Wen meant by using war?" Yang Jian's question echoed through the world.
Wen Zhong sneered and replied, "You killed my soldiers with your bow and arrows. You have already broken your promise! Do you still have the face to mention this to me?! "
"Good!" Yang Jian stood up on the high platform. He was not angry, but he was still imposing. "Which general will take this strange man's life?"
"Damn!"
"I'm willing to go!"
Nezha and Huang Tianhua went out at the same time. Yang Jian pondered. Huang Tianhua's Heart Accumulating Nail and Jade Qilin were occasionally abnormal, but they were not as stable as Nezha.
At that moment, Yang Jian named Nezha. Huang Tianhua was a little unhappy.
Nezha grabbed the Fire-tipped Spear and wore the Universe Ring. The red silk fluttered behind him and the fire wheels under his feet surged as he charged towards Xin Huan.
Xin Huan was also a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers. How could a mountain bandit know how powerful Nezha was? However, he flapped his wings and flew into the sky. The hammers and drills in his hands could form lightning and fight against the enemy. They were not inferior to the Fire-tipped Spear and the Universe Ring.
As they spoke, Nezha and Xin Huan fought in the sky and on the ground. They fought with wind and water, and sand and rocks flew.
The previous competition between Huang Feihu and Deng Zhong could be said to be …
Noobs pecking at each other.
After fighting for a hundred rounds, Nezha became impatient after fighting for a long time. He was about to use three heads and six arms to take down Xin Huan when he suddenly heard a long roar from the sky. A lightning ball shot over aggressively.
When Nezha heard Yang Jian's voice transmission, he immediately retreated. Xin Huan also landed at the front of the Shang army and looked at the lightning ball.
The soldiers of the two armies shouted. They were urging the two generals to fight again and determine the victor.
When the lightning ball approached, the million soldiers noticed the phenomenon. All of them widened their eyes and watched, not knowing what had happened.
"Eldest Senior Brother! Lei Zhenzi, listen up! "
The lightning ball split open, and a 'strange person' jumped out, scaring many of the mortal soldiers into sucking in a breath of cold air.
Lei Zhenzi's hair was scarlet red, and he had a pair of wind and thunder wings on his back. His mouth was like an eagle's beak, and he held a golden long rod in his hand. His Daoist robe fluttered, and he looked majestic!
"Alright!" Yang Jian was in a good mood. He waved his hand at Lei Zhenzi, and an immortal treasure armor flew into the air and covered Lei Zhenzi's body.
"You're the vanguard, just like Nezha! The credit for your first battle is here. Go and get it yourself! "
"Yes!"
Lei Zhenzi shouted and swooped down towards Xin Huan.
Xin Huan flapped his wings and faced him head-on. He hammered and drilled, and terrifying lightning bolts appeared and attacked the Zhou army.
The golden rod in Lei Zhenzi's hand released rays of golden light. He pushed it forward and guided thousands of lightning bolts into the rod, swinging it towards the blue sky!
In an instant, the weather changed, and the sky was covered with dark clouds!
Lei Zhenzi and Xin Huan collided, and both of them suffered light injuries. Then, they turned around and charged again at the same time. In an instant, they were locked in battle and rushed into the rolling dark clouds in the sky.
Lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled. Strong winds blew, and sand and stones tumbled.
The mortal soldiers were all trembling, and the immortals who were watching the Land of Gods from afar were also shocked.
Although Wen Zhong knew that Xin Huan was powerful, he did not expect Xin Huan to have such abilities. While he was amazed, Wen Zhong was also secretly shocked. That Nezha could fight Xin Huan to a stalemate, and now there was Lei Zhenzi …
If the two armies were to fight, if he took on Yang Jian, who would take on Nezha?
General Deng Chanyu's Five-colored Stone could only injure the enemy, but it could not fight for a long time. Wen Zhong immediately felt worried.
If he had known this, he would have asked his master for help or asked a few fellow Daoists to help. Previously, he thought that the two Sect Masters would restrain their disciples. Moreover, if he called for help, Chanism would also help Yang Jian. Yang Jian only had a few third-generation disciples of Chanism under him. What was there to be afraid of?
Unexpectedly, these third-generation disciples were not weaker than the second-generation disciples …
Wen Zhong thought about it and thought of a plan. He activated the black Qilin and flew above the Shang army.
At that moment, the victor between Lei Zhenzi and Xin Huan was still undecided. However, Xin Huan was already being suppressed by Lei Zhenzi's golden rod and was struggling to hold on.
Wen Zhong no longer hesitated. His white beard fluttered as he shouted, "Yang Jian! You and I are both main generals. Why don't we fight to determine who is stronger? "
Yang Jian nodded with a solemn expression. When he heard Wen Zhong's challenge, he did not dare to be careless. With a wave of his hand, mysterious light surged outside his white robe. He used the Xuan Gang to condense his armor and unsheathed his three-pointed, double-edged spear.
"Of course!"
As he spoke, Yang Jian took a step forward. The black Qilin under Wen Zhong roared and the two of them charged forward.
In the capital of Zhou Dynasty, the people could see the dark clouds rolling 50 kilometers away. They could see the thunder and hear it.
In the backyard of the Yang Residence, the women of the Yang Residence were gathered in Ao Xinke's room. Yohime knew that her daughter-in-law's cultivation was high and asked her to use the Water Mirror Technique to watch Yang Jian fight outside.
Ao Xinke quickly agreed. She used the Water Mirror Technique to lock on Yang Jian at all times.
Originally, there were only Yohime, Little Chan 'er, Ao Xinke, Ting Lan, Cuizhu, and Chu Qian in the room. Many fairies were watching outside the window. The young and young phoenixes were also here for some reason. They were watching the scene in the Water Mirror from the corner.
Yang Jian sat on the high platform and commanded the army. He killed thousands of enemies while talking and laughing. He ordered the soldiers and paid respects to the generals with a wave of his hand. He had a unique style.
Wen Zhong asked for a fight. Yang Jian agreed calmly. The Xuan Gang condensed their armor and rushed toward Wen Zhong with their three-pointed, double-edged spears.
How majestic was Wen Zhong riding the black Qilin? The male and female whips in his hands let out a dragon roar and tiger roar. The momentum was really terrifying.
Yohime asked worriedly, "What cultivation level is this Wen Zhong? How is he compared to Jian 'er? "
"Mother, don't worry," Ao Xinke said gently. "This Wen Zhong is a third-generation disciple of Jie School. I think that he only has a Daira cultivation level and does not have any powerful mystical abilities. He is naturally not Husband's match."
"That's good …" Yohime heaved a sigh of relief.
As they spoke, Yang Jian and Wen Zhong had already rushed to a spot in the water mirror. The three-pointed, double-edged spear smashed onto Wen Zhong's male and female whips. Dozens of bolts of lightning descended from the sky and landed around the two of them.
Clang!
Lightning flashed! A wave of air surged in all directions between the two of them. Yang Jian grabbed the spear with both hands and looked at Wen Zhong, who was close to him. Killing intent surged in his eyes.
"That's all?" Yang Jian asked calmly.
Wen Zhong widened his eyes. At that moment, he, who had already used all his strength, seemed to have heard the King of Hell demanding his life.
Yang Jian's arms trembled slightly. Wen Zhong felt a mighty force coming from the two whips. The force was so strong that his hands almost exploded!
However, the black Qilin under him had saved Wen Zhong once. Sensing that Wen Zhong was no match for it, it immediately dragged Wen Zhong down. With the help of Yang Jian's tremble, it dragged Wen Zhong thousands of feet away in the blink of an eye.
Wen Zhong turned to look at Yang Jian and hurriedly urged the black Qilin to stop. However, he saw the dark clouds in the sky dissipate. Xin Huan covered his chest and fled into the array formation in a sorry state.
"This is the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty? He's nothing much. "
Yang Jian stood in midair and shouted. He pointed the spear in his hand forward. "All troops, listen up! Defeat the enemy! Kill the enemy general! "
The soldiers of the Zhou Army shouted in unison, "Kill!"
His aura surged into the sky and he opened his mouth to swallow mountains and rivers!
Nezha, Huang Tianhua, Jinzha, Muzha, and Lei Zhenzi charged at the front. Huang Feihu, Nangong Shi, the four generals of the Huang Family, and the generals of the Zhou Army scattered at the front and led the charge!
Grand Tutor Wen had just returned to the army formation. Before he could give the order, the left and right wings of the Shang army had already lost control. The elites that Grand Tutor Wen had brought were in the middle. Although they could still stabilize their footing, their morale was already low.
Wen Zhong sighed. "Retreat!"
As soon as the sound of the gong sounded, the three armies quickly retreated like an avalanche.
Fortunately, Wen Zhong led a million troops. He had ordered 200,000 in advance to guard the dangerous areas at the back. Although the Shang army was defeated, they could still gather and reorganize hundreds of kilometers away.
However, it was inevitable that the Shang army would suffer losses when the Zhou Army charged forward …
In this battle, Wen Zhong lost 200,000 troops and two generals. The morale of the Shang army was low and they retreated 150 kilometers to reorganize.
The vassals of the world were shocked. When Chaoge City heard that the Grand Tutor had been defeated, everyone was in a panic. The merchants fled and the ministers could not sleep.
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