Chapter 428: 1 Qi Wenzhong

　　 Wen Zhong sat in the main tent, Mo Qilin lay outside, a little jade light flashed under the ink color all over his body.
In the first calamity of the ancient Kaitian, although the dragon and phoenix were the protagonists, there were also Qilin clan involved, but because there were not many Qilin clan masters, the reputation was not obvious.
The dragon and the phoenix crumbled to pieces, and the Qilin clan was also condemned by Heaven and should disappear without a trace. Shifeng sank into the undead volcano. The dragons suppressed the four seas, built the ancient pilgrimage roads, and protected the ancient human races to preserve the last blood of the clan, but the Qilin clan had to return to the way of heaven, incarnate as a beast, and break the door of cultivation to be able to live in the wilderness thrive.
Even so, unicorns are also very rare. This ink unicorn was bestowed by the Mother of God of the Golden Spirit. He has accompanied Wen Zhong to practice until now, and has made great achievements in battle.
A jade light flew from the sky, and Mo Qilin immediately raised his head vigilantly, and the legs of the soldiers guarding around him softened.
Whoosh!
Yuguang went straight into the main account, and Mo Qilin saw that it was just a letter-passing jade charm wrapped in cloth, and he didn't care much, and continued to lie back to the original place.
Inside the tent, Wen Zhong looked at the jade talisman with some confusion. There was no message in the jade talisman, it was completely empty.
Who is fine to send an empty letter here?
"Master," Deng Chanyu, who was sitting aside studying the art of war, reminded in a low voice, "There seems to be a word on the cloth."
Wen Zhong looked down, spread out the cloth, first concentrated on raising his beard and groaning a little, then stroking his palms and laughing.
"Wonderful! Really wonderful!"
Deng Chanyu was a little puzzled, why this steady and honest elder would suddenly lose his temper like this.
"General Deng, let's take a look," Wen Zhong raised his hand and beckoned. Deng Chanyu leaned to the table after saluting and saw the cloth spread on it and the word'good' on the cloth.
"Master, what does this mean?"
Wen Zhong smiled and said: "Then Yang Jian promised to fight with me as a soldier. It was as simple as this. But I never thought that Yang Jian could be so happy, a good word, without any twists and turns, and he did not leave me and him half way back. ."
Deng Chanyu seemed to know what was wrong. Although she was clever and good at leading soldiers, she rarely came into contact with such twists and turns.
Wen Zhong got up and paced back after the case.
Deng Chanyu said: "If the final general fails to speak properly, please be forgiving by the Taishi. Then Yang Jian praises himself as the prime minister of immortality, and he has gained the hearts of the people in the surrounding area, and he sees that he has the right way of governing the army, setting the flag and establishing the position. It’s against each other again, and everything...falls in the wind. Taishi would also like to plan early."
"What General Deng said, the old man understands it in his heart," Taishi Wen sighed, "My business army has been broken by the Zhou army several times, and the soldiers already have fear of Zhou Jun in their hearts. Therefore, my business needs a military affair. A big win on the world."
"But Taishi...There are a few fierce generals under Yang Jian's account. We are afraid that there are few people who can lead the battle."
"It's okay," Wen Taishi waved his hand. "When I was marching through Huanghua Mountain, I conquered the four generals of Deng Xin and Zhang Tao. Xin Huan had wings and wings, and he was powerful enough to be a pioneer."
Deng Chanyu nodded gently, and Taishi Wen said that she had also seen the person, but the other party was a gangster, and there was always a feeling of disgust in her heart.
Wen Zhong thought about one or two, shook his head and nodded, and suddenly chuckled twice, as if he had figured out something.
Wen Zhong sat back in the chair and asked: "I heard people mention it many times in Chaoge City, saying that Yang Jian was handsome, handsome, brave and courageous, and said he was a slightly beautiful man in the world. General Deng and Yang Jian have fought against him several times. Really?"
Deng Chanyu was stunned, then shook his head and said: "I once saw him sitting on a high platform with a white cloth and a turban, but I didn't look at the details."
"Oh?" Wen Zhong smiled, and said: "General Deng sits down and shows me this son with his heavenly eyes."
Deng Chanyu immediately sat back in his seat after hearing this, Wen Zhong closed his eyes, a red light surged on his forehead, and then slowly split open, revealing a vertical eye.
The celestial eye power is not unique to Yang Jian, and the celestial eyes cultivated by the monks are also different.
Like Wenzhong’s Heavenly Eye, it can distinguish between true and false, and can see through falsehoods. This is the Heaven-breaking Eye, which has the effect of suppressing evil.
And Yang Jian's reincarnation eye is not something he can cultivate, but the great good fortune of the six reincarnation discs, and it should not be confused with it.
Besides, Wen Zhong opened his eyes, looked directly at the foot of Qishan, and saw the continuous barracks.
At first glance at the layout of the barracks, Wen Zhong was very vigilant in his heart. He thought he was in the camp, and he was not as good.
Nao Jian has waited countless years for the six friends of Meishan and the Yaozu to fight for countless years. Leading the army has its own uniqueness, and it is still above the abilities that Wen Zhong has gained over the decades.
The eyes of the sky turned lightly, Wen Zhong found the main tent of Zhou Jun, and looked into it through the wall, and saw the young man in white who was sitting on the main seat with his eyes closed.
Yang Jian?
The young man in the chair seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes and looked towards the empty front, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and said loudly: "Master Wen wants to see you like this, so why don't you come to the camp?
Wen Zhong retracted the gaze of the sky, a little surprised in his heart, he was so easily seen through the gaze of the day.
"This son is really not trivial," Wen Zhong groaned a few times, and said: "General Deng, you and I will deduct the game again, don't make any mistakes."
Although Deng Chanyu didn't know what was going on, he could only endure sleepiness when he heard the call of the Taishi, and walked to the map with the mountains and rivers of Xiqi.
This conversation between the old and the young is not easy.
On the other hand, Yang Jian, who they dealt with painstakingly, was sleeping with his wife in his backyard at this time, and what he saw was nothing more than an incarnation of him.
This is not because Yang Jian's heart is slack, but one thing after another recently, it's somewhat exhausted.
After three poles in the day, Ao Xinke served Yang Jian to dress up and leave the mansion. Yang Jian was full of energy, and his mind became more alive, and the strategies to defend against the enemy appeared one after another.
After beating the three links, Zhou Jun's whole camp began to drill. Yang Jian specially ordered Nezha, Huang Tianhua, Muzha, and Jinzha to sit in the three armies, assisting mortal generals such as Nangongshi, Ji Shugan, and Ji Shuming.
No matter how high their mana is, they don't know how to use the military formation, and the battle with Wen Zhong is not of much use.
On the contrary, Huang Feihu felt that he was so important in the Zhou army for the first time. He was busy and rushed around, showing the heroic appearance of King Wu Cheng in the past.
After the exercise lasted for an afternoon, the various armies set up a camp to set off a meal, and there was a report from the Malays, saying that the former merchant army had traveled six hundred miles away.
Yang Jian discussed with Huang Feihu, the army pulled out overnight, marched forward to camp and set up camp, pushing the front to the east side of Qishan.
Two days later, at noon, the two armies finally faced each other.
Below Qishan, the banners fluttered and the drums shook the sky. More than 600,000 Zhou troops and more than 800,000 merchants gathered here, rushing into the sky with blood and blood, and monks who hadn't cultivated in the Da Luo Jing could stay in the sky for long.
The horses galloped and the soldiers lined up, and the unicorns looked for hideous everywhere.
Taishi Wen rides Mo Qilin before the merchant army, Yang Jian sits on the high platform, within the Zhou army.
Wen Zhong raised his hand, the drums stopped, the last support of this big businessman rode Mo Qilin forward slowly, saying: "Yang Jian, Feihu, talk back to me."
Such a lofty attitude makes people feel uninterested and contemptuous. After all, the status lies here.
Yang Jian jumped down from the high platform, stood on a chariot, and drove out of the battlefield.
Huang Feihu rode a five-color sacred bull to follow. Although his waist was straight, he did not dare to look directly at Wen Zhong.
The three stopped by a hundred zhang. When Wen Zhong saw Huang Feihu, he immediately yelled: "Well, you Wucheng King! You are an extremely human minister, above one person in Chaoge City, and above 10,000 people! The king even turned the world into war. Be restrained by you!"
"But you did such a big deal of rebellion, killing the master and the king, and not the court! What kind of face do you stand in front of the old man today! The old man trusted you like that, entrusted Chaoge City to the whole, and the class teacher returned to the court, But I heard that you want to kill the king!"
"Your Huang family is wealthy, but it can't be worth the rumor? Can't it be worthy of a woman's family!"
Huang Feihu closed his eyes and sighed for a long time, but couldn't say a word.
Yang Jian frowned and said: "Wen Taishi seems to be biased in his words, if the king is the king, the minister is himself a minister. But the Shangjun perverted, killed Zhongliang, and ruined Huang's sister-in-law. His atrocities were heinous."
"King Wucheng couldn't bear it. Although he was avenging his wife, he also hated the people of the world and thousands of righteous people. What sin?"
"On the contrary, it is Taishi Wen, you are a monk outside the country, and you know how many days are. The prosperity of the Zhou Dynasty is the general trend! What's more, the master of Zhou is wise, the king of Shang has lost his virtue, and the world knows it! Abandon the dark and turn to the bright? Join me to assist King Xian? Make a career?"
These words really made Wen Zhong very angry.
Wen Zhong cursed: "How dare you say anything! The chaos and the gangsters will be killed on the same day! Cough! Cough!"
"Why the Taishi is so anxious?" Yang Jian said indifferently, "Today the Taishi is leading the army, it must not be to say these few words, if you and I said before, the two armies are facing each other, and the military is divided. ."
"Huh!" Taishi Wen grasped both male and female whips, "Also, today I will teach King Wu Cheng's tactics! Let's go!"
Mo Qilin turned around, Yang Jian waved his sleeves, and the chariot turned around.
Huang Feihu sighed, turned over to look for a cow, bowed to the back of Taishi Wen, and then turned over the cow and shouted: "Mr. Shang lost me, and I lost Taishi!"
After saying this, he turned and returned to the battlefield and ordered the three armies to beat the drums to prepare for battle.
"Yang Jian!" Master Wen shouted loudly~EbookFREE.me~ Pick me up first! "
When the voice fell, a sturdy man, about 30,000, came out of the merchant army, out of the shape of a white crane, with its wings spread out, and it was forced to the Zhou army barracks.
Yang Jian frowned, this is...
What the hell?
King Wu Cheng said hurriedly: "Prime Minister, this is a battle of soldiers! Please also order my troops to play!"
"No," Yang Jian said coldly, "Competition? This is a battle between the two armies. There are hundreds of thousands of lives in an instant, but they have to be contested! Really bad habits, just like a child's play! Let the bowman prepare! Wait for the enemy. No one will stay in the military incident!"
The standard bearers behind him responded in unison: "Here!"
Then, more than a dozen flag bearers waved flags on the high platform, and Yang Jian's orders quickly spread throughout the barracks.
Huang Feihu was taken aback...
This is not playing according to the rules, how to make it?
It seems that even if the opponent's battle formation is eliminated with a bow, there is nothing wrong with it. On the contrary, oneself can reduce a little loss...
This……
Isn’t it useless to learn how to fight for decades?
Huang Feihu raised his head and glanced at Yang Jian on the high platform. He was suddenly a little unpredictable and unpredictable. He could only use the word ‘powerful’ to describe it.
Whoosh whoosh!
The front army heard the sound of arrows breaking through the air, Huang Feihu turned his head and saw that there were thousands of arrows sent out, and the blackness was like black clouds...8)