Fish swimming around the world

This is also possible? Several people looked at each other in bewilderment. What on earth can't this guy do? Not only can he imitate, but he can also devour?

Jiang Fan smiled slightly. He had the Heaven-Swallowing Skill of the Old Immortal Bei Ming, the Heavenly Fox Ring, and the Innate Qi. This thing really wasn't difficult.

Almost everyone took a breath of cold air. It was really a plan with many insurances and no omissions.

"Good boy, if you can do this, even if Feng Tiannan has any unexpected changes, you can achieve your goal."

Jiang Fan smiled: "Or... not only that, if you act quickly, it can also have some other effects..."

Gao Rong didn't know what the other effects were, but he understood one thing, Jiang Fan had no intention of letting Feng Tiannan go.

"So, you are just lying to him, letting him write a request for military remonstration, and then... it was me who appeared." This plan with many insurances made the little butcher feel creepy.

Jiang Fan nodded with satisfaction: "How could I let him go, but he is very useful, I have to squeeze out his value as much as possible."

The fisherman's expression became serious: "So, where do you want Gao Rong to take the 50,000 Crusaders?"

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of coldness: "Ten thousand people... Of course, it would be best to... mass graves."

In an instant, everyone felt their hair stand on end...

The fisherman sighed for a long time, and really felt that Taihua was amazing. He was the first to see through this boy and was simply a reincarnation of a demon.

Then he turned his head to look at Yun Fuyao, who looked innocent, and felt a little lucky in his heart that his daughter married this guy...

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It really felt bad to rest on the battlefield after the killing, especially since the place was almost closed on all sides, and the smell of blood lingered, and it was impossible to even have an appetite to eat.

At dawn, Jiang Fan received news that the Iron-faced Heavenly King's follow-up troops had all arrived and received the prisoners.

The follow-up team was led by Chu Xiangjun and Bing Yuchi. Jiang Fan asked Chu Xiangjun to select 50,000 elite soldiers to follow him to Jinji Mountain.

There is a saying in ancient times that speed is the most important thing in war, but he was not in a hurry to leave, and waited until the sun was setting before setting off.

The exit from Hulukou to Jinji Mountain was obviously much wider, but the team was still very long for the 50,000 troops to march, and the overall marching speed was not fast.

Fortunately, the journey was not far, only about a hundred miles, and Jiang Fan was not in a hurry until dawn, and finally arrived at the destination.

When he arrived at the place, Jiang Fan really understood why Zhiyutang could exist for so long, and even Xiang Chen could not take it down.

This mountain is surrounded by peaks, with only two passages, Wuyou Valley in the front and the north. The surrounding mountains are full of people from Zhiyutang.

The mountain is huge, not much smaller than Leigong Mountain, and its shape is very peculiar, resembling a big rooster. The top of the mountain is wider than the foot of the mountain. No wonder the locals named it Jinji Mountain.

This shape makes it easier to defend and harder to attack. However, when Jiang Fan saw Yinhuan coming to greet him, he knew that the war was obviously over.

Yinhuan briefly introduced the situation.

When they arrived, Ying Pei's men were attacking the mountain. Judging from the battle situation, Zhiyutang was obviously fighting in a hurry. Although there was only one passage on the front of the entire Jinji Mountain, there was fighting all over the mountain.

And the father and son of the Ying family obviously had the upper hand. However, they were suddenly attacked from behind, and it was not easy to win.

The person who attacked them must be Sikong Yu. I didn't expect him to be quite fast.

Under the command of Ying Wuming, they joined the battle almost without any pause. Ying Wuming chose to cooperate with his father and brother.

The addition of living forces led to a completely one-sided battle. The people of Zhiyutang could not stand it and began to flee from the back mountain.

Finally, after another two hours of fierce fighting, Zhiyutang was completely lost, and the father and son of the Ying family won, capturing more than 40,000 soldiers.

The high-level officials of Zhiyutang fled into the mountains under the leadership of Sikong Yu. The total number of soldiers who escaped was less than 10,000, and his father who stayed behind was killed on the spot.

But the subsequent developments made Jiang Fan sigh.

Yin Yue didn't know the inside story, and didn't hide anything. She told Jiang Fan directly that the king let Ying Pei and Ying Wutian go.

They confronted for half an hour and reached this result, because Ying Wuming only said: He will come.

Jiang Fan knew that he was talking about himself. Ying Wuming was not simple after all. He guessed that he would definitely come, and Ying Pei and Ying Wutian were naturally very unwilling. Unfortunately, they knew that Ying Wuming helped Jiang Fan, and they could no longer withstand the attack from both sides.

So, they finally escaped, or rather, Ying Wuming let them go.

Jiang Fan sighed softly, as if he was relieved, but also as if he was regretful.

Climbing up Jinji Mountain, Jiang Fan saw Ying Wuming. He hadn't slept for two days, but he was still energetic and not tired at all.

The whole mountain was very busy, dealing with the aftermath of the war.

This was a very tedious and time-consuming task, but Ying Wuming did not participate. He sat alone in the hall of Zhiyu Hall, drinking wine, as if waiting for someone.

"Wait for me." Jiang Fan waved his hand, signaling Yinhuan to retreat, walked forward slowly, and sat on the ground like his brother-in-law.

Ying Wuming smiled, revealing a mouthful of bright white teeth: "I know my brother-in-law will come."

Jiang Fan also smiled and looked at the tiger-skin throne above: "It's yours, why don't you sit on it?"

Ying Wuming didn't look back, but just said: "Sister said that although the throne is good, those who sit on it in a hurry will die quickly."

Jiang Fan laughed: "Isn't she very anxious?"

Ying Wuming shook his head: "She is different."

Jiang Fan thought for a moment: "It's indeed different. However, you're right not to be in a hurry. This chair is still a bit small for your body. You should make it a bigger one."

Ying Wuming blinked: "Brother-in-law, are you disappointed?"

Jiang Fan held his chin and thought for a moment: "It's a little bit, but it's still okay."

Ying Wuming felt relieved and sighed: "Thank you, brother-in-law."

"Oh... thank you for nothing, you know why I came late."

However, Ying Wuming shook his head: "Brother-in-law came late not to give them time to escape, but to see my choice."

Jiang Fan's eyes were a little complicated: "Brother-in-law, you are really transparent."

Ying Wuming said: "You understood what I meant since I didn't take off my mask as you ordered."

"You want to tell them that you are the Iron Masked King, and then let them know that I am arranging everything so that they can retreat. However, you will face strong pressure..."

Ying Wuming said: "Yes, but since sister can let them go a few times, I will do my best."

"So, you helped them attack the mountain. Although they didn't get the Pheasant Yutang, they got some things from the Sikong family."

Ying Wuming nodded: "It's all invisible to my brother-in-law."