Chapter 430: Alternative Robbery

　　 During the banquet in the palace, Yang Jian brought Lei Zhenzi to the front to see King Wu.
King Wu learned that Lei Zhenzi was the 100th son of King Wen, and heard that the old official told Lei Zhenzi that he had rescued the ancestor. He was shocked and delighted, pulling Lei Zhenzi to sit with him, drinking and talking, and recognized this brother.
"Come on, Lei Zhenzi, I will introduce you to a few fellow students," Yang Jian took Lei Zhenzi to meet with Nezha and other juniors. A group of three generations of disciples who teach and explain are also getting along well and enjoying themselves.
The strange face of Lei Zhenzi was also ordered by King Wu to not discuss it inside or outside Xiqi; this is obviously Xian Xing's "sequelae", the unsatisfactory one step up to the sky.
Lei Zhenzi himself was very... shy.
He was quite convinced by Yang Jian, similar to the kind of obedience. He felt that what the big brother said was right. The big brother must have done a wise move, and his admiration was not hidden.
In this way, those who can fight among the three generations of the interpretation and teaching will lack a guard.
For the time being, Yin Hong Yinjiao was the son of Emperor Xin after all, and he was fooled to help Dashang after going down the mountain.
Among these three generations of disciples, Yang Jian, with his intrepid strength and the advantage of getting started, sits firmly in the position of big brother and is trusted by everyone.
After the Wu Wang banquet, Yang Jian held another tea party in Yang's Mansion, calling all the fellow teachers and brothers to talk to each other about the joys of practice, which is also considered to increase mutual feelings.
A group of three generations of disciples played around at noon on the second day before returning to the barracks.
Although King Wu recognized Lei Zhenzi as his brother, after much deliberation, he still only gave Lei Zhenzi some gold and the reward of the house, and he did not add any official titles. It seemed that he was afraid that Yang Jian would be grudged.
In fact, Yang Jian didn't care about this. He was thinking about the matter of enshrining the gods. The wealth of the world is really like floating clouds and ashes, and he will go away.
As soon as he returned to the barracks, Huang Feihu hurriedly rushed to discuss with Yang Jian, saying that it was Taishi Wen's exemption from the battle at noon and the garrison was three hundred miles away.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "In the opinion of King Wucheng, this Taishi did not fight but did not retreat. What was the intention?"
"Feihu Suwen Taishi has many immortal friends among the three mountains and five sacred mountains. He lost to the prime minister yesterday, so he must have gone to find a helper." Huang Feihu speculated like this, not far from ten.
Yang Jian pondered a little, and then asked, "He waived the card, so we can't fight him?"
"This..." Huang Feihu was taken aback, then looked at Yang Jian with a wry smile.
The Prime Minister seemed to have moved his mind again, wanting to ignore the exemption card and kill it directly. If there is no known Taishi in the merchant army, the merchant army will be in chaos.
"But this is not in compliance with the rules," Huang Feihu said solemnly, "If the two armies are fighting, if the battle cards are suspended, perhaps there is still room for reversal..."
"There is still room for the business army and our army to turn back?" Yang Jian's face gradually became serious, "He hung his free card, and I will give out my army. Wang Wucheng let's arrange it, mention the three armies, and kill him by surprise. ."
"But three hundred miles away, it's a fast march, and it will be noon tomorrow..."
"Yes, but I forgot about it," Yang Jian smiled awkwardly.
One hundred sparse, this is purely hundred sparse. At that time, I heard that the game-free card was on a whim, and forgot that it was still far away.
Wen Zhong went to call for help, he always wanted to do something here.
Yang Jian groaned a few times, and immediately called Nezha, the brothers sneaked out of the barracks, and three hundred miles passed by.
Wen Zhong is indeed not a mediocre person. Looking from the sky above, the merchant barracks are faintly arranged into a large formation, with mountains to rely on in the back, and water insurance in front of them. If you really want to attack the camp, there is nowhere to start.
"Brother, what are we doing here?"
"Naturally it is a robbery camp," Yang Jian said lightly.
"Just the two of us?" Nezha was a little puzzled, "It's not that killing a mortal with the Dao method will damage your own luck and blessings, and will also be brought down by the heavens..."
Yang Jian smiled and said, "We don't need to kill mortals. Wen Zhongguo is really not in the camp. You can do as I say and listen to me talking to you."
When Nezha was a little puzzled, Yang Jian heard his ears, saying so and telling him, the big eyes on Nezha's delicate face gradually bloomed.
Soon, the two brothers and sisters acted separately, Yang Jian used the method of change to hide his figure, and Nezha screamed directly in the air.
"Then Xinhuan! I couldn't play it last time, so dare to fight with me!"
Deng Chanyu, who was in charge of the three armies when Wen Zhong was away, frowned slightly. She was about to take action when Xin Huan, who was slightly injured yesterday, rose to the sky.
"What a fear!"
Deng Chanyu frowned slightly, and he should be punished if he went out without asking for instructions.
"General!"
"Let him go," Deng Chanyu said softly, the face behind the visor could not see the joy and anger, it was always cold.
At the moment, Nezha and Xin Huan continued the battle of yesterday. The hot wheels chased the wind and thunder wings, the diamond hammer and the hard anti-fire spear, the business battalions looked up and watched the battle in the air. Rare.
Deng Chanyu pondered for a little bit, but did not send a jade talisman to find the Taishi to return. Zhou Jun was three hundred miles away, and Xin Huan's battle with Nezha was more like a brave fight and nothing to do with the army.
A gray finch flew behind Deng Chanyu. Deng Chanyu suddenly turned around, scaring the two female guards behind him a little at a loss.
"General, what's the matter?"
"It seems that someone is spying in the dark," Deng Chanyu said in a low voice. Before he could hear a miserable howl, a group of soldiers rushed to a tent.
Where, seems to be the camp of a partial general in the army?
"Let's take a look." Deng Chanyu stepped forward, his slender figure walking around in the camp. The lieutenant soldiers all bowed their heads and dared not look directly.
A few steps rushed to the front of the camp, Deng Chanyu opened the curtain and walked into it, but saw blood dripping on the ground, and he was rolling in a pool of blood holding his waist...
"Hurry up and call the priests who accompanied the army! Who hurt General Wang!"
All the soldiers couldn't answer, but said that General Wang was taking a nap and suddenly howled.
Soon, the priest who accompanied the army inspected the wounds of the general king, and went to the account to find Deng Chanyu to report that the general king was fine, except that there were two holes in the buttocks, which seemed to have invisible hard things. take out.
Deng Chanyu frowned, called the monk in the camp again, and went to investigate, but also couldn't take out the invisible thing on the buttocks of General Wang.
The two holes are not deep, and there is no injury to the bones, but it prevents this general from riding a horse and driving, and walking is very difficult.
The medicine stone was weak, the spirit pill was unable, even Deng Chanyu personally shot with a blushing face, and could not resolve the ‘invisible hard thing’ in General Wang’s two wounds.
"Who is so foolish!" Deng Chanyu was immediately furious, and just as she was helpless about the injury, several screams came from the army.
The messenger hurried away, and another lieutenant general was injured for no reason.
Deng Chanyu immediately realized that something was wrong, but without waiting for her to recover, more than 30 business generals in a row suffered heavy injuries to the buttocks, leaving invisible invisible'arms' blades in the wounds.
What kind of weapon is this, but Yang Jian's Xuan Gang.
"Who is playing a ghost in our army!"
Deng Chanyu's sweet drink spread throughout the army.
Nezha and Xinhuan in the sky are still fighting like a raging fire, and the business barracks have been in chaos after more than 30 generals were attacked.
If there is no general, it is a mob.
The person who secretly shot seemed to be fooling around, but he accurately wounded the leaders of the various divisions in the merchant army.
The seven-hundred-thousand-eight-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand army is actually commanded by these generals. What else is going on in this battle?
Change of battle?
Where can I find so many generals in a hurry? Even if a group of generals are promoted to lead the troops, the troops will be incompatible, and the army's combat power will be greatly reduced.
When Deng Chanyu was helpless, dozens of generals were attacked.
The person who made the sneak attack did not take human lives. It seemed to be just a mischief, which was quite funny and made people feel dumbfounded; in fact, they were delicate in mind and attacked fiercely, hitting the throat of their army.
Over the head, Nezha and Xin Huan's victory or defeat were about to be divided, Xin Huan lost to Nezha, and was in the sky above the merchant army. He didn't dare to do anything arbitrarily, fighting for hundreds of rounds was the end of the battle.
Deng Chanyu felt distraught and had no way to deal with it except to order the entire army to guard.
It's not that she is too stupid, but the enemy is too unexpected and so casual...
"General Deng, come to the account?"
A ray of sound was heard, and the aura around Deng Chanyu's body was instantly confused. She looked around vigilantly, but couldn't see the figure.
She couldn't be more familiar with this sound, it was the Prime Minister Zhou, Yang Jian!
In the account?
Deng Chanyu thought about it for a while, and immediately looked at his tent, feeling a little worried.
She has seen Yang Jian's supernatural powers more than once, knowing that no one in the merchant army is Yang Jian's opponent at this time, it is better to be more open.
Stepping forward, Deng Chanyu walked to his tent and walked back left and right.
If Yang Jian were to be against her, these guards would just die in vain.
"No one can approach the big account without my order."
"Here!"
Deng Chanyu took a light breath, opened the curtain, and entered the elegantly furnished camp.
Sure enough, the white-robed young man was standing behind the book case, holding a pen and writing something there.
"Yang Jian?"
"General Deng, good taste," Yang Jian said with a smile ~EbookFREE.me~There are still paintings of flowers and birds in the barracks, which can be described as elegant. "
"Prime Minister Yang is here, is it because he wants to discuss wine with the next-level flower?" Deng Chanyu also took two steps forward. "Thinking my army of millions is like nothing, Cheng is quite courageous."
"I am not ashamed of the word courage," Yang Jian put down his pen, clapped his hands, admiring his own'masterpiece', "I just came here so comfortably because I realized that the merchants couldn't kill me."
"In that case, is the prime minister who attacked our generals?"
"Naturally," Yang Jian lifted his left hand, with seven colors of mysterious light lingering on it, "Those generals who come to Chaoge City are so accustomed to them, they are really fine skin and tender meat. Forgot to say, my mysterious method is a unique secret method, and I can't save it by waiting. ."
"You!" Deng Chanyu was extremely angry, "This kind of behavior is not what a hero does! I'm in vain to you! I still have some admiration for you before!"
Yang Jian sighed: "I'm not ashamed of such behavior, besides, the lives of mortals are really like candles to me. But the two armies are facing each other, life and death contests, it is not a trifling matter. Since General Deng thinks I hurt them, I am frivolous. Let's take the lives of these generals."
Deng Chanyu's complexion changed, "Where did I say it!"
Yang Jian smiled indifferently, without saying a word. Deng Chanyu looked at him for a long time before he smiled sullenly.
"Speak, what do you want?"
Yang Jian said solemnly: "How about I invite General Deng to join my Zhou army with the lives of these hundred generals?"
Deng Chanyu was also taken aback.