The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Zhou Jun's sudden shooting of arrows really caught the 30,000 merchants by surprise, leaving thousands of corpses behind and retreating in embarrassment.

Wen Zhong's face was gloomy like water, looking at the figure on the high platform, there was always a kind of resentment of being deceived.

Is this the military matter?

You can't blame Yang Jian, but Wen Zhong didn't explain it clearly in the letter, so Yang Jian thought that what Wen Zhong said was not to use immortals and monks to let mortals and soldiers rank high and low.

Who knew what Wen Zhong was referring to, to let tens of thousands of soldiers go out to fight, using tactics and formations, to distinguish between high and low...

Wen Zhong stopped scolding, it would be too disrespectful to yell at him, he gave an order: "Which general is willing to take the head of the man who broke his promise?"

Wen Zhong's two disciples, Yu Qing and Ji Li, all called for the battle, Deng Chanyu also rode forward, and the generals of each army came out one after another, but Wen Zhong's eyes fell on the four newly recruited generals.

The four generals of Huanghua Mountain, Deng Xin and Zhang Tao, were originally the four bandits in charge of Huanghua Mountain. They either practiced Taoism or were brave.

In fact, Wen Zhong is only interested in the second-in-charge Xin Huan, and at this time Wen Zhong also wants Xin Huan to make a contribution.

Unexpectedly, Deng Zhong, the elder brother of the fourth general of the Yellow Flower, stood up and bowed and said: "The last general has just entered the army, and he has not yet made any meritorious service. The Grand Master will not abandon us, and today we shall repay him with a battle!"

"So, beat the drums for General Deng!"

Wen Zhong ordered that the three armies beat the drums, and the morale of the merchant army did not drop due to the previous loss, on the contrary, they were full of energy.

After all, he is Grand Master Wen of a great merchant, so he still has some prestige.

Deng Zhong rode his horse out of the battle, and directly shouted for Huang Feihu to go out and accept the surrender; Huang Feihu was not afraid of the battle, and rode out to fight on the five-colored bull.

The two generals fought together, and the fights were back and forth, and the fight was very dynamic. The long knife hit the gun shaft, and the tip of the gun hit the blade. They fought for dozens of rounds.

Look at this man, with two wings on his back and a ferocious face, he shouted: "Don't hurt my brother!"

Swinging a hammer in his hand, he smashed it on a diamond drill, and the drill gave off a dazzling thunder, which instantly turned into a power grid and rushed towards Huang Feihu.

Huang Feihu was one behind, and the five-colored bull's body was extinguished by the power grid. Huang Feihu was also struck by lightning, and suddenly fainted. The five-color bull grabbed his collar, turned his head and ran back to Zhou's army.

Holding a copper hammer in his left hand and a steel drill in his right hand, Xin Huan stood between the two armies.

Deng Zhong was escorted back to the army by the soldiers, and the drums of all the troops beat Xin Huan to build momentum for Xin Huan.

"Is this what Grand Master Wen said about fighting with soldiers?" Yang Jian asked back, circulating between heaven and earth.

Wen Zhong sneered for a while, and replied: "You killed my soldiers with bows and arrows, you have already broken your promise! What face do you have to mention this to the old man!"

"Okay!" Yang Jian stood up on the high platform, not angry but arrogant, "Which general will take the life of this strange man?"

"I go!"

"The general wishes to go!"

Nezha and Huang Tianhua came out at the same time, Yang Jian thought that Huang Tianhua's heart-saving nails and jade unicorn would occasionally go wrong, but they were still not as stable as Nezha.

At the moment, Yang Jian ordered Nezha, Huang Tianhua was a little unhappy.

Look at Nezha, holding a fire-pointed gun, wearing a Qiankun ring, with a red silk fluttering behind him, and a fire wheel rolling under his feet, he charged towards Xin Huan.

Xin Huan is also a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, how does a bandit know how powerful Nezha is? But he flew to the sky with a wave of wings, and the hammer and drill with both hands can not only create thunder, but also defend against the enemy. Compared with the fire-pointed spear and the circle of heaven and earth, he is not weak.

While talking, Nezha and Xin Huan fought fiercely in the sky and the ground.

The previous competition between Huang Feihu and Deng Zhong, compared with the fighting style of these two flying to the sky, can be described as...

Vegetable chickens peck each other.

After a hundred rounds of fighting, Nezha has been fighting for a long time and is impatient. He is about to use his three heads and six arms to take down Xin Huan.

Nezha heard Yang Jian's voice, and immediately retreated, Xin Huan also fell in the forefront of the merchant army, looking at the thunder ball.

The soldiers of the two armies shouted separately, this is to urge the two generals to fight again, to determine the outcome of life and death.

As the lightning ball approached, millions of soldiers all noticed this vision, and all of them watched with wide-eyed eyes, not knowing what happened.

"Eldest brother! Lei Zhenzi is here to obey!"

The thunder ball split open, and a 'strange man' jumped out, scaring many mortals and soldiers to gasp.

Look at this Lei Zhenzi, with red hair, wings of wind and thunder on the back of his ribs, mouth like an eagle's beak, holding a long golden stick in his hand, and the Taoist robe on his body is bulging, majestic and majestic!

"Okay!" Yang Jian was in a good mood, and waved to Lei Zhenzi, and a set of fairy treasure armor flew in the air, and directly put it on Lei Zhenzi.

"Worshiping the general before the battle, you are the same as Nezha, a pioneer! Your first battle is here, go and get it yourself!"

"yes!"

Lei Zhenzi shouted loudly, and his figure swooped down towards Xin Huan.

Xin Huan vibrated his wings to meet him head-on, hammered and drilled, bursting out terrifying thunderbolts, attacking everywhere in the Zhou army.

The golden stick in Lei Zhenzi's hand burst into golden light, and he passed it forward, attracting thousands of thunderbolts into the stick, and swung it towards the blue sky!

In an instant, the situation changed and the sky was covered with dark clouds!

Lei Zhenzi and Xin Huan collided into one place, both of them were slightly injured, then they turned around and charged again at the same time, the kill was inextricable in an instant, and they rushed into the billowing black clouds in the sky.

There were flashes of thunder, bursts of thunder, strong winds, and turbulent sand and gravel.

All the mortals and soldiers were trembling in their hearts, and the gods who were watching the land of conferred gods from afar were also frightened.

Although Wen Zhong knew that Xin Huan was powerful, he didn't expect that Xin Huan had such abilities; while being amazed, Wen Zhong was also secretly shocked, that Nezha was inseparable from Xin Huan's killing, and now another thunderbolt came...

If the two armies fight and he takes over Yang Jian, who will take over Nezha?

General Deng Chanyu's five-color stone can only injure the enemy, but it cannot fight for a long time. Wen Zhong was worried immediately.

If he knew this was the case, he should first go to his master for help, or invite a few fellow Taoists to help. What I thought earlier was that the leader of the two religions restrained the disciples, not to mention that he wanted to call for help, and Chanjiao would also help Yang Jian. Yang Jian only had a few three-generation disciples of Chanjiao under his tent, so why not be afraid?

Unexpectedly, these third-generation disciples are not weaker than the second-generation disciples...

Wen Zhong thought about this, and thought of one or two countermeasures in his mind, and urged Mo Qilin to fly over the merchant army.

At this time, Lei Zhenzi and Xin Huan are still in the game, but Xin Huan has been faintly pressed and beaten by Lei Zhenzi's golden stick, and he is struggling to support.

Wen Zhong didn't hesitate anymore, his white beard fluttered, and he shouted: "Yang Jian! You and I are both generals, why don't we compete in a battle?"

Yang Jian nodded with a solemn face. He saw that he was screaming, and he didn't dare to be careless. With a wave of his hand, a mysterious light surged out of the white robe, and he used the black handle to condense out the battle armor, and the three-pointed and two-edged gun was immediately unsheathed.

"When you have that intention!"

While speaking, Yang Jian took a step forward, and the ink unicorn under Wen Zhong's crotch roared, and the two rushed forward.

In Zhou's capital city, the common people could see the dark clouds billowing hundreds of miles away, could see and hear the thunder.

But in the backyard of Yang's mansion, all the female family members of Yang's mansion gathered in Ao Xinke's room, but it was Yaoji who knew that her daughter-in-law was advanced, and asked her to watch Yang Jian fight outside with the technique of water mirror.

Ao Xinke immediately agreed, and cast the water mirror method to lock on Yang Jian at all times.

Originally, there were only Yao Ji, Xiao Chan'er, Ao Xinke, Tinglan Cuizhu, and Chu Qian in the house. Many fairies were watching by the door and window. The big and small phoenix girls also came here for some reason, watching the picture in the water mirror from the corner.

Yang Jian has been sitting on a high platform commanding the whole army, destroying thousands of enemies while talking and laughing, and ordering troops to worship generals while waving his hands, with a certain style of his own.

Wen Zhong asked for a fight, Yang Jian calmly agreed, Xuangang condensed out his battle armor, grabbed the three-pointed double-edged spear, and rushed straight to Wen Zhong.

How majestic is Wen Zhong riding a black unicorn? The male and female whips in his hands made the sound of dragons chant and tigers roaring, the momentum was really scary.

Yao Ji asked worriedly: "What kind of cultivation is this Wen Zhong? How is it compared to Jian'er?"

"Mother, please rest assured," Ao Xinke said softly, "This Wen Zhong is a disciple of Jiejiao for three generations. My daughter-in-law thinks that he is no more than Da Luo's cultivation level, and he has no great supernatural powers. He is certainly not my husband's match."

"That's good..." Yao Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

While talking here, Yang Jian and Wen Zhong rushed to the same place in the water mirror, and the three-pointed double-edged gun smashed on Wen Zhong's male and female whips, and dozens of thunderbolts fell from the sky and fell around the two.

Clang!

Lightning burst! A wave of air surged between the two of them in all directions. Yang Jian grabbed the body of the gun with both hands and looked at Wen Zhong, who was close at hand, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Just like that?" Yang Jian asked calmly.

Wen Zhong glared, at this moment he had exhausted all his strength, as if he heard the King of Hades demanding his life, and a ghost calling for his soul.

Yang Jian shook his arms lightly, and Wen Zhong felt a mighty force coming from the double whips. This force was so strong that his hands almost exploded!

The ink unicorn under the crotch saved Wen Zhong once, and when he realized that Wen Zhong was invincible, he immediately dragged Wen Zhong down, borrowing the power of Yang Jian's shock, dragged Wen Zhong to fly hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye.

Wen Zhong turned his head to look at Yang Jian, and hurriedly urged Mo Qilin to stop, but seeing the dark clouds in the sky dispersed again, Xin Huan clutched his chest and fled to the main formation in embarrassment.

"This is Da Shang's Grand Master? That's all."

Yang Jian stood in mid-air and shouted loudly, pointing forward with a spear in his hand, "The whole army obeys orders! Destroy the enemy army! Kill the enemy general!"

All the soldiers of the Zhou army shouted in unison: "Kill!"

The momentum is soaring, open your mouth to swallow mountains and rivers!

Nezha, Huang Tianhua, Jinzha, Muzha, and Lei Zhenzi charged forward, while Huang Feihu, Nangong Shi, the four generals of the Huang family, and the generals of the Zhou army scattered at the front of each army, leading the charge!

Wen Taishi had just returned to the army, before he had time to give orders, the left and right wings of the Shang army were in turmoil and out of control, and the elite brought by Wen Taishi were all in the central army. Although they could still stabilize their positions at this time, their morale was already a little low.

Wen Zhong sighed, "Withdraw!"

At the same time as the golden sound, the three armies quickly retreated towards the rear like an avalanche.

Fortunately, Wen Zhong led an army of one million, and ordered 200,000 in advance to guard the dangerous place in the rear. Although the merchant army was defeated, it could be assembled and rectified hundreds of miles away.

However, if the Zhou army charged forward like this, it would be inevitable for the Shang army to lose troops...

In this campaign, Wen Zhong lost 200,000 soldiers and lost two generals. The morale of the merchant army was low, and they retreated 300 li to rectify.

The princes of the world were shaken, and Chaoge City heard that the grand master was defeated on the front line. For a while, people were panicked, merchants fled, and ministers couldn't sleep.

There was a lot of jubilation in the state of Zhou, King Wu feasted on all the ministers, and generously rewarded Yang Jian and all the disciples who explained the teachings.