Zhang Guifang was also shocked. This general Yu Hua was so murderous.

The next day, Zhang Guifang ordered all the soldiers and horses and marched directly to Xiqi City. Jiang Ziya, Huang Feihu, Nangong Shi and other Xiqi people also ordered hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and went directly out of the city to form an array. The two armies faced off.

Zhang Guifang rode on the blue and white Cong, scanning the Xiqi army, and saw Huang Feihu and Huang Gun and his son at a glance.

"Huang Feihu, how dare you be so shameless and seek refuge in such a rebellious small country? It's in vain that the king is sincere to you. He and you are companions."

The so-called companion is the prince's reading companion. Back then, Huang Feihu had been accompanying the princes to study in the palace.

"Huh, the foolish king harmed my family. My son died tragically at the door of Master Wen Zhong. Zhang Guifang, a good bird chooses a tree to roost. I just chose another wise master to take refuge. One day, I will go to Chaoge to avenge my son Tianhua's death.

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Huang Feihu also had an evil look on his face. Thinking of the scene of Huang Tianhua's head flying into the sky, Huang Feihu wanted to eat Yin Shou's flesh. "Commander, what else can I say to such traitors?

Huang Feihu, your betrayal of morality and righteousness today is really a disgrace to our generals. Marshal Zhang, on the order of the king, has come to conquer the rebellion. When our soldiers and horses approach the city, it is the time for your death."

Zhang Guifang's general, Feng Lin, is of Miao descent and has inherited the witchcraft and magical powers of Fenghou's lineage. This time he came with Zhang Guifang to conquer Xiqing, hoping to make achievements and be able to enfeoff a prince in the future or command a pass. This time

He waved the flag and shouted, took the initiative to ask for a tassel, rode directly on the black horse, held a spear, and reined in the horse to call for battle.

Huang Feihu was furious. This mere general dared to argue with him. He was about to shoot the sacred cow before going into battle. This was his first battle after joining Xiqi, so he just wanted to use this ignorant general to sacrifice his flag.

"King Wucheng, the founding king of the country, come on. Soldiers are fighting against soldiers, and generals are fighting against each other. How can such a partial general have the qualifications to fight against you, King Wucheng? Let Shuqian take off his head."

Wucheng King Huang Feihu took a look and realized that it was really hard to refute him. Although this man was a partial general in the army, he was a relative of the emperor. He was Ji Fa's younger brother and the adopted son of Ji Chang. Whatever the case, he was

Get some royal luck.

"Okay, then Shuqian will go and destroy Zhang Guifang's prestige." Jiang Ziya naturally supervises the army and sits in the center of the army. When he saw Ji Shuqian taking the initiative to ask for military service, he nodded with a smile. Huang Feihu naturally would not refute. This Ji Shuqian doesn't look like him.

He looks like a mortal, his face is like indigo, and his hair is like cinnabar, but he looks a bit like a demon.

However, Ji Chang has adopted so many looks, and there are quite a few such abnormal looks, so everyone in Xiqi is accustomed to it.

"Hey, even a small general dares to show off his evil deeds, so I'll tell you my name."

Uncle Ji got on his horse, holding a silver gun, and behind him he waved a long emerald blue flag with the word "Da Zhou" on it.

"Hmph, I am Feng Lin, the left-leaning general under the command of General Zhengxi. Who are you?" Feng Lin was wearing golden armor and carried a spear behind his back. Instead, he held out a black iron mace.

"I am King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and I am the general Ji Shuqian, and I will die."

The two men came galloping towards each other, fighting with spears and maces. You came and I went, and the smoke was billowing.

Zhang Guifang watched Feng Lin and Ji Shuqian fighting in the camp with a confident smile on her face.

"Shuai Zhang, are you very confident in Deputy General Feng? Uncle Ji is born with supernatural power. Even if Deputy General Feng uses a mace to fight against the enemy, it will only take thirty or fifty rounds. I am afraid he will be exhausted." Yuan Hong stood quietly. Zhang Guifang asked slowly from behind.

"General Yuan can see that my deputy general has more than just brute force." Zhang Guifang stroked her beard and smiled.

Sure enough, for more than thirty rounds, the two of them fought on the horse, and Feng Lin gradually lost his battle. Uncle Ji was extremely powerful, and he tried his best to block every shot that came in, and his mouth was numb.

As for the Xiqi camp, Huang Feihu had a hint of joy on his face, "Shukan is really brave. I'm afraid he can take down Feng Lin in another twenty rounds."

When Feng Lin saw that he couldn't fight, he turned around and ran away towards the camp.

Uncle Ji stared with eyes as big as copper bells and said angrily, "That guy still dares to run?"

He directly rode his horse to pursue him, but the spear in his hand was like a shooting star chasing the moon, piercing towards Feng Lin. Feng Lin turned around and dismounted to avoid it, but the war horse was killed and was stabbed completely.

"Hahahahaha" Uncle Ji laughed wildly, rode up on his horse, drew out his short sword, and was about to kill Feng Lin.

And what about this Feng Lin? After landing, a strange smile appeared on his face, he muttered something in his mouth, made a seal with his hands, and opened his mouth to spit out a stream of black smoke. The black smoke opened like an umbrella and turned into a black net with a radius of three meters. He was about ten feet tall and tied up Uncle Ji straight away.

And in the black net, smoke was swirling, and a red ball, the size of a bowl, hit Uncle Ji's Tianling Gai head-on.

With a click, the Tianling Cover shattered, and Uncle Ji pushed the golden mountain toppling a jade pillar, and fell to the ground with a roar.

Feng Lin opened his mouth, and the black mist dissipated, and then he swallowed it into his belly. Looking at the ground, he saw a corpse with white brains and red blood. His eyes were wide open, and he would not close his eyes until he died. Uncle Ji didn't understand until he died. It turned out that he had met a monk.

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Jiang Ziya suddenly stood up and kept making seals with his hands, "Witchcraft is actually passed down by the blood of witches. I didn't expect that this little general is also a cultivator."

This was not a good time, as a relative of the emperor was killed immediately, and the momentum was obviously due to the weakness of the Xiqi army. The soldiers of the merchant army were not seen, and they all excitedly raised their spears and shouted.

Feng Lin was also very proud and laughed wildly. He picked up Uncle Ji's dagger and cut off his head. This was all military merit.

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"Hahaha, General Feng, the warlord will record this achievement for you. This head is your achievement." Zhang Guifang was extremely satisfied. His subordinates were so majestic, and he, the Marshal of the Western Conquest, was also very proud.

"No, Jiang Ziya, come out and answer." Zhang Guifang's voice was like a bell, and the entire battlefield could hear it clearly.

Jiang Ziya was sitting in the Xiqi Army. When he heard Zhang Guifang shouting, he naturally couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Uncle Ziya, just go and go, I'm here."

A secret voice came to Jiang Ziya's ears, which was the voice of Yang Jian, the disciple of Master Yuding. As soon as Jiang Ziya heard Yang Jian's message, he immediately felt calm, straightened his appearance, moved the soldiers and horses on both sides out of the way, and turned over Qing Qing. The mane horse wears a Tai Chi uniform, has a silver beard, and carries a sword. This sword is not an ordinary thing, but a male and female sword, an acquired spiritual treasure.

In Zhang Guifang's eyes, this Jiang Ziya is indeed a bit of an immortal. He wears a fish tail, a golden crown and a crane, and a pair of silk ribbons tied together. The military flag of the Great Zhou Dynasty is flying behind him. Jiang Ziya's magic power does not fluctuate around his body, and he doesn't know what his Taoism is like.

"Jiang Ziya, you were originally from Chaoge and made a living in the south of the city, and you also have your sworn brother Song Yiren in Chaoge. Have you forgotten your newlyweds?"

These words were audible, but they hit Jiang Ziya's heart directly.

Although he had the important responsibility of becoming a god, he secretly left Chaoge and even abandoned his wife. This was an unforgettable hurdle in his heart and the beginning of his inner demons.

"Zhang Guifang, of course I have never forgotten that this matter has nothing to do with me, Xiqi's attack on Zhou. All the princes in the world have rebelled against him. That foolish king has committed so many atrocities that it is difficult to write about them. Those who are ambitious in the world will always choose another virtuous leader, and the same is true for me, Jiang Ziya."

Zhang Guifang sneered, "They say you are a guest on the Kunlun Mountains and have practiced under the sage. Unfortunately, I, the Great Master Shang, also practiced under the sage. He said that you only know some superficial fortune-telling and the five elements."

How can I be so virtuous as to move the country? How dare I be the prime minister of this traitorous little vassal land? Come on, capture this Jiang Ziya and escort him back to Chaoge. Jiejie, send him and his old wife to him.

Reunion is what

Jiang Ziya was shocked, Zhang Guifang actually wanted to take someone in front of him?

When Huang Feihu and others heard this, they immediately slapped the sacred bull and rode up. Nangong Shi also came riding on Wu Zui.

"Zhang Guifang, how dare you." Huang Feihu rode a five-color sacred bull and came directly with a gun.

Nangong Shi and other generals also rushed to help.

On Zhang Guifang's side, with a wave of his hand, his subordinate Feng Lin and other generals also immediately stepped forward, ready to fight.

Yuan Hong was about to take action, but was caught by Nezha. "Why are you so anxious? The people who are hiding among the soldiers of Chanjiao haven't taken action yet."

"Well, it's just that my hands are itchy. Forget it, just wait for a while."

In the Xiqi camp, Yang Jian and Lei Zhenzi were all hiding and never showed up. As for Tu Xingsun, I don't know if he was sleeping in some dirt lump underground.

This melee between generals played into Zhang Guifang's hands.

He glanced over at Xiqi and saw that Huang Feihu had left the field. Huang Ming, Long Huan, Zhou Ji and others he had brought over were all there. Nangong Shi was also there, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Huang Feihu, how long will it take if you don't dismount?" The voice in Zhang Guifang's mouth, like the sound of ecstasy, rushed directly into Huang Feihu's heavenly spirit. Suddenly, Huang Feihu involuntarily knocked off the sacred bull and fell to the ground.

Zhang Guifang laughed wildly, and Huang Feihu fell down from the sacred bull. Immediately, the generals from Chaoge were ready to step forward and capture Huang Feihu.

"Don't touch my brother." Huang Ming, Long Huan and others came on horseback, guarding Huang Feihu behind him and covering his retreat.

Zhang Guifang was not in a hurry and shouted directly, "Zhou Ji, how long will it take if you don't dismount?"

"Long Huan, how long will it take if you don't dismount?"

It's the same as saying it, it's really like staring at someone who is pregnant.

At this moment, Zhang Guifang was like a mouthful of divine soul energy, spraying anyone and everyone down. This kind of mantra and magic are the true Taoist magical power.

If Ran Deng were here, he would definitely murmur that this piece of Guifang's magical power is like a simplified version of the Golden Horned King's treasure gourd. It can only make people feel dizzy involuntarily, and they can only obey in a daze.

"Hahahaha, little Xiqi, there is no enemy of me, Zhang Guifang, hahaha"

At this moment, Zhang Guifang suddenly followed his words and directly caused the generals of the Western Zhou Dynasty to fall off their horses. The unknown ones escaped, and they hurriedly tried their best to rescue them, hoping to cover the retreat of these colleagues.

"How can you let go of such a good opportunity?" When Feng Lin saw this posture, he directly spit out a puff of black smoke. The black smoke turned into a net again, trapping Xiqi General Nangong Shi, and followed the gourd painting

Ladle, in the black smoke, a red bead the size of a bowl was hit directly at Nangong Shi's forehead.

"My life is at stake." Nangong Shi was shocked. Even though he had been on the battlefield for a long time, he still felt powerless.

"brush"

A golden light burst out from Xiqi's camp and headed directly towards the red bead.

Click.

Feng Lin screamed and retreated repeatedly, but he could no longer hold back his throat. A mouthful of blood spurted out. The black smoke dissipated directly, and the red bead was shattered by the golden light.

This red bead was the blood bag that Feng Lin had condensed with his witchcraft. The loss of the blood bag at once damaged his soul that had been devoured by the backlash, and he saw his spirit weaken.

"Whoever took action, hiding his head and showing his tail, is the work of a rat." When Zhang Guifang saw this golden light, he knew that the person who taught the teaching had taken action. In fact, he was scared to death, but when he thought that Nezha and other disciples of the teaching were there, he felt at ease.

There were many. So he wanted to use words to force out the Chanjiao disciples hidden among the army.

Brushing, a stream of light rushed directly towards Zhang Guifang, it was a three-pointed two-edged spear.

Then a man stood up in the air, his wings fluttering, and with the power of wind and thunder, he overturned a group of Shang Dynasty generals in front. With a flash of figures, all the Western Zhou generals were brought back to the camp. Although they were on their backs, they were knocked over.

, but at least he survived.

"Thank you, General Lei Zhenzi"
To be continued...