Furious

Xiqi Camp.

After all his efforts, he suffered heavy losses in the end. Jiang Ziya turned pale and kicked the case over. The books and tea sets on it were scattered on the floor. This was the first time since he took charge of the army that he lost his temper, and all the generals were silent.

Like a cicada.

"Tell me, the right time, the right place and the right people are all my fault, Xiqi. Why did this plan fail?"

Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that the failure is inexplicable and strange. You don't even know where the problem lies. This is difficult for Jiang Ziya to accept.

He considers himself a wise man. When he was fishing on the Wei River, he used magic to tamper with the fate of Buji, leading King Wen to visit the wise, and finally ascended to a high position. Everything was as expected. Even since the war with Dashang, he has repeatedly seized the opportunity.

Take the initiative and defeat several powerful enemies.

His reputation became more and more famous, and he had more and more generals under his command. However, starting from last month, all good luck seemed to be far away from him. No matter what methods he came up with to deal with Grand Master Wen, they all ended in failure.

Sometimes, Jiang Ziya wondered whether Master Wen was his nemesis.

He knew that he shouldn't have such thoughts, but he couldn't help but think in his heart that everything was because he suffered too many defeats, which hit him so hard that he doubted his ability.

"Uncle, this incident happened because of Deng Zhong."

"You bring him in."

Deng Zhong beheaded Yang Jian's barking dog, and heard that the grand master had someone prepare a dish and serve him a plate. This was a great shame and humiliation.

"I heard that Grand Master sent you to see me. What's the matter?"

Jiang Ziya's eyes narrowed, Wen Taishi was his enemy. How could an enemy send a gift so kindly? What was in this box was definitely not good. Yang Ren disappeared without a trace. Could it be his head?

The big man opened the box, and a scent filled his nostrils, instantly filling the entire handsome tent. The generals couldn't help but sniff, and Jiang Ziya couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was not Yang Ren's head.

Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth and said, "It's this person again!"

Jiang Ziya muttered: "I also want to deal with him, but he can't come out of the business camp. What can we do to him?"

"You open it."

At this moment, the gatekeeper came to report.

After he died, he heard that the Grand Master would treat his family well. If he was not satisfied, why would he fight to the death on the battlefield just to gain a good future and let his family live a happy life?

Jiang Ziya's face darkened and he immediately ordered.

Yang Jian said: "Yes, this disciple sneaked into the enemy camp and discovered a secret."

"The grand master asked me to come down just to offer you a gift, and I hope Prime Minister Jiang will accept it."

Yang Jian said: "Uncle, my disciple feels that what we are considering right now is not how to defeat Grand Master Wen's 100,000 troops, but how to deal with Deng Zhong."

Hearing that Grand Master had just won a battle, he would send people here to humiliate himself. Thinking of this, Jiang Ziya's face became even more ugly.

Jiang Ziya couldn't help but compare Yang Jian with Deng Zhong, feeling that except for not refining qi and having no transformation skills, Deng Zhong was better than Yang Jian in other aspects.

Although there are many generals under his command, none of them can defeat Deng Zhong. Is it possible to go to Juelong Ridge again to seek help from Teacher Ran Deng for this matter?

Jiang Ziya was shocked when he heard this and said: "Wen Taishi is a famous general in the world. He said this, which shows how much he values ​​Deng Zhong. This person is not only a serious problem for me, Xiqi, but his presence will definitely hinder us from defeating Wen Taishi.

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Yang Jian said: "According to what the Grand Master said, the reason why he won the battle on the battlefield this month was because of Deng Zhong's advice. Moreover, he also said that Deng Zhong was his lucky star, just like the great banner in the army."

Mentioning Deng Zhong, Yang Jian gritted his teeth with hatred. His injury was mostly healed after returning to camp and applying elixirs. However, because of his hatred for Deng Zhong, his wound was aching.

Why shouldn't such an outstanding talent be under his command? Otherwise, he would be able to defeat Grand Master Wen like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and then defeat a dozen other people, and then march eastward to attack merchants, advancing all the way to Chaoge.

The generals were convinced that they killed Xin Jia, Wu Ji, ordered the execution of Huang Tianhua, and shot Tu Xingsun on the battlefield. How could such a person not be afraid of others despite his intelligence and intelligence?

Jiang Ziya asked curiously: "What secret?"

Huang Feihu opened his mouth and swallowed back the words that came to his lips. Although the two countries were at war, it would be difficult to vent his anger without killing the envoy because the Grand Master had humiliated Prime Minister Jiang.

The big man smiled and said: "This is dog meat. It is carefully cooked by the food soldiers of my camp. My grand master, Prime Minister Jiang, cannot eat such good food in the military camp, so he specially ordered me to send a plate of dog meat to Prime Minister Jiang to try!"

Yang Jian stared at the dog meat on the ground and felt sad. The Roaring Sky Dog was his own divine beast, but he failed to protect it. He let it die in Deng Zhong's hands. He didn't even protect its body. He was an incompetent master.

"I have met Prime Minister Jiang."

Yang Jian's expression changed drastically, he stepped forward and grabbed the big man by the collar, shouting: "What did you do to the body of Roaring Sky Dog?"

If he had known that something like this would happen, Jiang Ziya would never have sent Yang Jian and let Teacher Ran Deng think of a suitable candidate.

The big man burst out laughing, seeming to be laughing at the people in the tent.

Jiang Ziya glanced at him and sighed: "Yang Jian, you have to cheer up."

The Roaring Sky Dog has been following me for so long, and it has to take revenge.

The big man showed no fear and instead laughed and said: "Yang Jian, just take charge and take action. If I dare to come to your Xiqi camp, I don't think about going back alive."

When I was young, the guard of the gate led a big man in. The big man was wearing armor and was about five tall and thick. He was holding a box in his hands. The box was covered, and I didn't know what was inside.

Jiang Ziya was so angry that he poured the entire plate of dog meat onto the ground.

"Someone, take him down and execute him on the spot."

"Report to the Prime Minister that a merchant has come outside the camp. He claims to have been sent by Grand Master Wen and wants to see you for something."

This month, Jiang Ziya heard these two words the most. He found that these two words were a big deterrent to the generals. Except for Yang Jian and Nezha, everyone else seemed to be afraid of fighting this man.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian's face had veins popping out, and he was on the verge of exploding.

The Roaring Sky Dog was his only magic weapon, and if it was left lying on the battlefield, it would be impossible for him to make a sneak attack against those old immortals in the future.

This is not a good sign for Xiqi, but Jiang Ziya can't solve it for the time being.

"What is this and why does it smell so good?"

The generals also looked curious.

"Prime Minister Jiang, if I die, I will die. I hope you will not let down the wishes of my Grand Master."

Yang Jian pondered for a long time and said: "Uncle Master, I'm just a little sad."

Jiang Ziya nodded and said: "Everyone has been tired for a long day, so go back and rest early."

"Uncle Master (Prime Minister), you should also go to bed early."

The generals said something and all left the commander's tent.
Chapter completed!