In the battle before the Azure Dragon Pass, the Shang army's commander, Deng Jiugong, the vanguard general, Tu Xingsun, and Deputy General Deng Chanyu were captured. The Shang army retreated into the Azure Dragon Pass in defeat. However, the Zhou army did not take the opportunity to break through the pass. Instead, they retracted their troops and returned to the border camp of the Zhou army.
In the Azure Dragon Pass, the hundreds of thousands of troops lost their commander. Everyone was anxious and many deserted that day.
On the other hand, the Zhou army's camp was decorated with lanterns and streamers. The generals celebrated Yang Jian's success. According to Yang Jian's instructions, they untied Deng Chanyu and Deng Jiugong and invited them to sit at the banquet.
The Zhou generals naturally knew what Yang Jian meant by treating the captured enemy general so politely.
There was an eighty percent chance that the Prime Minister had taken a liking to this female general, Deng Chanyu, who was wearing a mask but had a graceful and alluring figure. After all, this woman's face couldn't be seen, but the combination of her delicate and heroic temperament made one's heart yearn for it …
Considering the demonic woman he had heard about previously, the Prime Minister vaguely seemed to be catching up to the ancient sage, Emperor Huang Xuanyuan …
Yang Jian secretly instructed Huang Feihu to persuade Deng Jiugong to surrender. Therefore, he let Huang Feihu and Deng Jiugong sit together. Deng Chanyu was accompanied by the Zhou army supervisor, Ji Qianhua.
During the banquet, Yang Jian ordered a few soldiers to dance with their swords to liven up the atmosphere. In the end, it attracted Nezha and Muzha's interest. They displayed their martial arts and mystical abilities. It was rather lively.
Nezha was someone who did not take things to heart. Although he had been injured by Deng Chanyu with the Five-Light Stone previously, he still did not hold any grudges.
Compared to Nezha, Huang Tianhua, who was sitting in the corner and drinking, was much more depressed. He sat there with the "Do Not Disturb" sign hanging high and looked like he did not want to bother with anyone.
However, Huang Tianhua did not want to take revenge. It was fine if he was not as skilled as others. There was nothing embarrassing about being captured by the Immortal-binding Rope.
However, Jinzha would look at Deng Jiugong and his daughter from time to time. Although he was smiling and drinking with the generals, there was always a hint of displeasure in the depths of his eyes.
Yang Jian took in all of this. He narrowed his eyes as he sat on the round chair. None of the generals in the tent dared to propose a toast.
It wasn't that Yang Jian was too dignified, but Yang Jian's subordinates and juniors all felt that they didn't know what to say in order to not be embarrassed in front of Yang Jian.
Nearly a million troops were entrusted to them, but they were forced to retreat by Du Xingsun and Deng Jiugong. In the end, they still had to rely on Yang Jian to wipe out the Shang army …
Although they were celebrating at this moment, who would have the face to approach Yang Jian and propose a toast?
Yang Jian was happy to have some peace and quiet. He sat there and looked at the situation in the tent. His divine sense extended between heaven and earth, and it was quite comfortable.
On the side, Huang Feihu raised his cup to Deng Jiugong and said with a smile, "You and I fought on the frontlines to a draw. I never thought that we would sit together and drink at night. This fate is truly miraculous."
"The general of a defeated army is not brave enough."
Deng Jiugong let out a long sigh and sat there feeling emotional. He respectfully clinked his cup with Huang Feihu and smiled bitterly. "King Wucheng's choice back then was really far-sighted. With this Prime Minister of the Zhou Nation and King Wucheng assisting the King of Zhou, why should we worry about the world not being stable? "
Huang Feihu smiled. Although Deng Jiugong's words were slightly sarcastic, he was telling the truth.
"Why do you have to flatter me, Commander Deng?" Huang Feihu smiled and said, "Why don't we temporarily put down our official positions tonight? You call me Feihu and I'll call you Brother Deng. How about that?"
"How can I not accept King Wucheng's kindness? Brother Feihu! "
"Brother Deng." Huang Feihu raised his cup and welcomed him. "Since you're here, let's take things as they come. Let's drink."
"Hahahaha, since you're here, let's take things as they come." Deng Jiugong sighed softly. "I regret not listening to my daughter's advice. Today, I have nothing to say. I have no intention of surrendering. I can't die on the battlefield and be loyal to the emperor. It's really a pity for a general."
Standing on the side, Huang Feihu said, "Deng Zongbing's bravery and courage, loyalty and righteousness are the first, truly worthy of admiration. I cannot compare with him."
"Brother Feihu was forced to leave Chaoge City. If this matter were to happen to me, I'm afraid I would be worse than Brother Feihu."
Deng Jiugong advised warmly, a trace of sadness in his eyes. "As an official, I shouldn't say such things. But now that I'm in prison and in a precarious situation, there's no harm in saying it."
Huang Feihu smiled bitterly and said, "I grew up together with Di Xin. When I was a child, I entered the palace to accompany him. My youngest sister entered the palace to accompany him at the age of fourteen. For more than ten years, I led the troops in the world for him. I fought everywhere. Let's not mention the contributions I made … "
As he spoke, Huang Feihu felt a little sad and his eyes turned red.
Deng Jiugong silently raised his cup and toasted Huang Feihu.
"If I don't take revenge, I won't be able to rest easy." Huang Feihu sighed softly. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes. "One day, I will kill my way back to Chaoge City and ask him what he thinks of our decades of friendship."
After saying that, he raised his head and drank.
It should have been Huang Feihu persuading Deng Jiugong to surrender. At that moment, Deng Jiugong was persuading Huang Feihu to let go.
It could be considered a lucky hit. Deng Jiugong also talked about the old officials who died tragically in Chaoge City and gradually became angry.
"The King has lost his morals, his politics, and his heart." Deng Jiugong was heartbroken. He said in a low voice, "Everyone knows that Daji is a demonic concubine who can bring calamity to the country and the people. However, the King treats her like a treasure. He is really blinded by lust!"
"Actually, Daji is just an excuse for the King. The King wants to implement a new policy, but he does not think about plotting slowly. He wants to use tyranny to implement it and collect the troops of the vassals in the world." Huang Feihu smiled bitterly. "However, he forgot that the Shang Dynasty relied on these 800 vassals to have 800 years of foundation. He should have fallen to such a state if he had forgotten his roots. "
"Ah …"
"Brother Deng, why don't you come to the Zhou Army and show your ambitions?" Huang Feihu finally brought the topic to the right path. "In the Zhou Kingdom, the people live in peace, and the ruler and ministers live in harmony. King Wu is a rare wise ruler. He is very different from Di Xin …"
And so, and so, and so, and so, Deng Jiugong was obviously a little moved, but for some reason, he didn't directly nod his head, and only vaguely said that he would think about it.
Yang Jian, who was at the side, secretly sent a voice transmission to Huang Feihu, telling him not to force him too much. He would ask Huang Feihu to bring Deng Jiugong back to the capital tomorrow. Along the way, he would let Deng Jiugong see the customs of the Zhou Nation. This matter would definitely be improved.
Deng Jiugong was a mortal general. Huang Feihu could naturally persuade him to surrender.
When the banquet was nearing its end, Yang Jian finally stood up. He carried the wine pot and strolled to Deng Jiugong's table. Deng Jiugong hurriedly stood up.
"Prime Minister Yang …"
"Commander Deng, you don't have to be too reserved." Yang Jian smiled and said, "When we fought previously, I saw that Commander Deng's martial arts were outstanding and mighty. I immediately cherished your talent, so I took the liberty to set up a banquet to entertain you."
"General Officer Deng can go to the capital with King Wucheng to see the King tomorrow. If General Officer Deng has no intention of joining the army, the King will arrange a courtyard for you in Zhaoge City. If General Officer Deng intends to resume his official career, the King will welcome you with open arms."
These words almost made Deng Jiugong nod his head immediately.
"I was defeated by the Prime Minister. I'm really … ashamed. I'm really ashamed."
Yang Jian smiled and drank the immortal wine in the jade goblet in one gulp.
At the side, Deng Chanyu, who was already familiar with Ji Qianhua, was gently pushed by Ji Qianhua. Deng Chanyu stood up, walked to the table, and knelt on one knee in front of Yang Jian.
"If the Prime Minister doesn't mind, Chanyu is willing to serve in the Prime Minister's army!"
All the soldiers in the tent immediately looked over. Ji Qianhua also stood up. Dressed in her military uniform, she bowed to Yang Jian.
"Prime Minister, General Chanyu is very capable. She is an indispensable talent in our army. I hope that the Prime Minister will disregard the past and accept General Chanyu."
Accept …
Yang Jian suddenly wanted to complain in his heart.
He did not arrange for Deng Chanyu to do this. Clearly, Deng Chanyu had discussed it with Ji Qianhua and asked Ji Qianhua, the supervisor sent by the King, to help.
Ji Qianhua had seen Deng Chanyu fight with the Shang army several times, and she had also heard Yang Jian's words of persuasion to Deng Jiugong. She had stepped forward to give Yang Jian a way out.
"General Chanyu, please rise." Yang Jian lifted a hand to help Deng Chanyu up. Deng Chanyu's body lightly floated to her feet, her somewhat damaged armor reflecting the light of the flames within the tent. Behind the visor, her large eyes were incomparably bright.
Yang Jian said, "General Chanyu is skilled in strategy, knows the strength of the army, and has profound martial arts. Today, she has the heart to serve the King. This is the fortune of Zhou! From now on, the position of General Staff will be added to the army. General Chanyu will temporarily hold this position. If I am not in the army, she can participate in all matters of the army. All deputy generals and the soldiers under them will be under her control. "
As soon as these words were spoken, the generals couldn't help but be in an uproar.
Yang Jian had given Deng Chanyu a position that wasn't too high, but he had given her great authority.
In fact, Yang Jian's actions were purely out of helplessness. There were too few intelligent generals on his side, and Deng Chanyu's ability to manage the army was really rare.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "King Wucheng, please inform the King about General Chanyu's appointment."
Huang Feihu, who was at the side, immediately smiled and nodded. Deng Jiugong immediately felt gratified. Yang Jian thought so highly of his daughter. As a defeated general, he also felt proud.
In that case, if Deng Jiugong entered the army, his reward would naturally not be lower than Deng Chanyu's …
After Yang Jian gave Deng Chanyu the order, he left and went to the military camp to patrol. All the generals toasted him and got to know Deng Chanyu.
Nezha and Huang Tianhua, who had suffered a lot at Deng Chanyu's hands, naturally had extremely ugly expressions …
Deng Chanyu was very intelligent. She found an opportunity and held her wine glass to apologize to Nezha and Huang Tianhua. She bowed twice and took off her visor.
After all, Huang Tianhua and Nezha wanted their pride. Seeing that she was so beautiful, they each drank a cup of wine and their expressions softened.
When the generals saw Deng Chanyu's face, they immediately understood something …
It was no wonder that the Prime Minister was so involved. There must be a hidden story behind this!
Huang Feihu chuckled and said, "Brother Deng, has your daughter been betrothed to anyone else?"
Deng Jiugong stroked his beard proudly and chuckled. "My precious daughter is still unmarried. Her standards are very high. I can't control her."
With Tu Xing Sun's death as an example, Deng Jiugong did not dare to use his daughter's marriage as a bargaining chip.
Huang Feihu smiled and said, "Come, let me congratulate Brother Deng in advance. The Prime Minister is a hero of the world … It's really a beautiful thing."
Deng Jiugong was stunned. He recalled Deng Chanyu's persuasion last night and immediately came to a realization.
"Is that true?"
Huang Feihu's smile was meaningful. He gave Deng Jiugong a look for him to understand.
Deng Jiugong held his forehead and could not help but laugh.
"A girl can't be kept at home when she's grown up. Forget it, forget it. I'll work for her for a few more years."
In other words, he had already agreed to surrender.
It was obvious how much he loved his daughter.
…
Yang Jian went out to patrol and frowned in confusion. He was really stumped by Du Xingsun.
How should I deal with this junior brother?
It would be too much of a pity to kill him. His Earth Escape ability was really hard to come by.
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