martial law

Nowadays, those experts in elaboration and education haven't appeared yet, so I can't catch Huang Feihu, Nezha and others to keep pulling wool.

He has tried it before. If the same enemy is defeated again, he basically has no martial arts value unless he is killed directly.

You have to change some enemies to fight.

Thinking of the same opponents dangling in front of his eyes, Yang Lin was really not interested in going out, so he sat on the camp and watched the battle.

"Young master, are we not going to fight?"

The little fox Cai'er quietly touched it, and asked in a sneaky whisper.

"If you don't fight, you're too lazy to work hard."

Yang Lin shook his head.

"Do you want to order the generals to prepare to pack?"

The little fox was already carrying a small package, tied up his leggings, and was ready to flee.This posture was so skillful that it made people feel distressed, which almost made Yang Lin laugh out loud.

Looking back at Aunt Xue, I found that this person had the same idea.

With the sword in hand and the bow on the shoulder, it looks neat and tidy.

This is how unfavorable the Four Saints of Kowloon Island are.

Did you know they were going to lose?

But Zhang Guifang and the others don't know.

Aunt Xue smiled, like ice and snow thawing.

"Actually, I can see it from your movement. If you could win, you would have pulled out your camp to keep up, and maybe you will invite a battle. Now, you are still camping at the end of Xiqi Mountain. If you don't go to attack the city, you must not be optimistic about them. .”

Yang Lin found that this auntie had been smiling a lot recently, which had changed a lot compared to the previous year when she kept a straight face all year round.

Sure enough, no matter how old a woman is, she always needs to walk around, see the scenery, and experience some worldly situations in order to be cheerful and live a happy life.

Once you stay in the house for many years, you will become psychologically abnormal, and you will become depressed.

In the past ten years, she has been guarding the Huang family's inner house, and she must have suffered a lot.

Yang Lin suddenly realized.

Once upon a time, did the people around you get angry and speculate about their various thoughts?

In other words, those soldiers under his command may also be ready to flee at any time.

Sure enough, what will lead what soldiers.

I wouldn't turn this Divine Bow Battalion into a running army, would I?

In this case, there is nothing wrong with it.

"The Four Sages of Jiulong Island are not weak, but rather strong. However, the stronger they are, the faster they die..." Yang Lin didn't hide anything, and directly talked about the follow-up development of the battle.

Anyway, there are no outsiders here.

You don't even need to remember the plot, you can figure it out directly from the characters of those people.

It is also related to the secret of the Battle of Conferred Gods.

All the fighters in the Shang Dynasty, whether they were generals or masters of Taoism, they really fought to help Cheng Tang, or to help old friends, and to return favors.

It's fine if you win, and you don't really want to do anything, let alone the awareness of desperate efforts.

To put it bluntly, it was an orthodox dynasty battle.

In the battle for supremacy, generally speaking, enough small soldiers die, and few generals and high-level officials die. If they surrender and admit defeat, their lives are generally not in danger.

However, on Xiqi's side, people's starting point is different.

Those mortal soldiers may also be fighting for hegemony in the world, but the righteous people are not here to fight for hegemony, but to kill.

To be precise, their goal is clear, they want to survive the killing, stop killing with killing, and help themselves to become enlightened.

If they don't kill a master of the same level, it's hard for them to succeed.

Whether it is a big Taoist or a small Taoist, as long as he seizes the opportunity, he will kill. The more kills, the better, and the stronger the better.

The worst thing is that Jiang Ziya has now built the Conferred God Platform, put up the Conferred God List, holds a whip in his hand, and is wholeheartedly trying to kill people on the list.

Once entered, they are all on the list.

If things go on like this, as many people come and die as they come.

Not to mention the Four Sages of Nine Dragon Island, even if a master ten times stronger than them came, he would have a way to kill them directly.

Or siege, or trap, or plot to murder, anyway, there is no such thing as fairness, as long as it can be killed.

The occurrence of this situation is actually a bit weird.

Yang Lin didn't want to understand.

As saints, Yuanshi Tianzun and Xixi Ersheng and others had already prepared for the worst.

However, the Tongtian sage was not prepared at all, and acted as if he didn't care at all.

Only in the end, when the disciples under his sect were almost dead, did he suddenly get angry and jump out, by then it was too late.

In fact, Yang Lin doesn't care much about all kinds of secrets.

He can't get involved in high-level battles.

Now, he just wants to be a little soy sauce expert.

He wanted to benefit from it, but he didn't want to completely attract the eyes of all the high-ranking people in Xiqi to lock on himself.

Thinking about it is also a bit difficult.

For example, at this time, he just watched, watched the four sages of Jiulong Island show off their might in the distance, and just rode out on the four beasts, and all the cavalry of the Xiqi army fell off their horses at the same time, and the army was in chaos.

Ordinary mounts faced these strange beasts from the mountains and seas, and it was like encountering a natural enemy.

There is absolutely no chance of winning.

Except for Huang Feihu riding the five-colored bull, who can still sit still, the generals of Xiqi, as soon as they come out, the mounts under their crotches have already got down, what's the matter?

Well, just a debut.

The Xiqi army was defeated and lost, and fled back to the city in a hurry, waving the card of avoiding the battle.

Don't dare to fight again.

After holding on to the city for several days like this, Jiang Ziya rode Sibuxiang to fight. Thinking about it, he went to Kunlun again, moved some reinforcements, and dared to fight again.

As a result, the eggs were mixed.

Nezha rushed to the battle, but was shot first by Yang Sen from Jiulong Island with an open dzi bead, knocked down Fenghuolun, and became unconscious.

Huang Feihu rushed up to save him, but he was also hit by a bead, and lay down directly on his body, losing his fighting strength, the rest of the people were taken aback and hurried forward to snatch him.

Jiang Ziya sent his newly recruited disciple, Longxuhu, to help out with stones in both hands, but was hit by Gao You with a Hunyuan bead, hit his neck, and fled with his head in his arms...

Jiang Ziya was in a hurry now. As the prime minister, he had no generals around him. He was charged by Li Xingba riding a ferocious beast. He couldn't escape, so he had to wave his swords to meet him. escape.

Sibuxiang ran fast, he wanted to escape, but under normal circumstances, he still couldn't catch up. Li Xingba shot a flash, and a ground-splitting bead hit Jiang Ziya's heart, almost hitting Jiang Ziya's heart. He was killed on the spot.

Jiang Ziya was seriously injured and weak, and was carried by Sibuxiang to the mountain.

Wang Mo rode in hot pursuit.

He knew that as long as Jiang Ziya was killed, the battle would basically be over.

……

Yang Lin hid aside, watching in amazement.

Although the merchant battalion has the upper hand in the battle now, he has no intention of stepping forward to help the battle and take advantage of it. Instead, he issued an order, "Pack up your bags and prepare to evacuate. This time, we will withdraw for a hundred miles."

"What?"

Cai'er opened her mouth wide, completely unable to understand.

"You haven't heard of prosperity and decline. It's a trap. This general is watching the sky at night, lurking in all directions. These four fellow Taoists, I'm afraid catastrophe is imminent. Even Zhang Guifang, Feng Lin and others are also black clouds." Covering the top is not far from death. If we don't leave early, I'm afraid we will fall into the siege of masters..."

This is ridiculous.

It's actually true.

Of course, it’s not something obtained from watching the sky at night. At this time, the sky is in chaos. Not to mention Yang Lin’s ability, even if it is a saint’s ability, it is difficult to calculate accurately. Everything is blindfolded. See if you are well prepared.

The reason why Yang Lin knew clearly was because he had already seen it.

Eyebrows opened, and he had already seen that in the southeast direction, in the mountains where Jiang Ziya escaped, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a clear face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a young boy with golden light all over his body were quietly hiding in the mountains and forests. .

The middle-aged Taoist priest holds the Dragon-Dancing Stake in his hand, and the Golden Light Boy holds a golden sword, looking murderous, waiting for the rabbit.

No need to ask, judging by the appearance, it should be Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, and Nezha's brother Jin Zha...

And in the northwest direction, there is also a boy with a crescent moon and two swords on his shoulders, waiting.

With a pair of eyes, the murderous look went straight to the bullfight.

This is Mu Zha.

His master, Master Puxian, was hiding behind him, quietly watching.

"Fuck you, I'd like to call you the strongest!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Lin didn't know what happened next.

"There are many people on the other side, so avoid their edge first."

After a few glances, he saw Wang Mo being bound by the Dragon-Dracing Stake and beheaded by Jin Zha's sword... Jiang Ziya also came back alive from pretending to be dead, sacrificed the whip and beat Gao Yougan on the head, He was beaten to the bone, and a little bit of true spirit went straight to the list of gods.

Yang Lin stepped onto the red flame horse and ordered his subordinates to set off.

He was far away, and he didn't play to kill, so it was still timely to leave.

I thought in my heart, "Don't chase, catch up, I'm afraid I can't help but kill."

Chapter 633 As a passer-by, keep a low profile

As the saying goes: The army is defeated like a mountain.

The four sages of Kowloon Island claimed their holy names in vain, their spells and strange beasts were resisted by people, they fell into a trap and were divided, and then they were punished one by one by their disciples, and their defeat was extremely miserable.

Jiang Ziya deserves to be a generation with outstanding military skills.

Although he can't practice Taoism, his vision of leading troops to fight and seize opportunities is still very strong.

Seeing the opportunity, the whole army was dispatched immediately.

All the generals led their elites, rushed out together, and besieged from all sides.

Immediately, Zhang Guifang's soldiers and horses were beaten so hard that they could not resist the enemy.

Feng Lin's strange technique was restrained, and a young general next to him rushed forward fiercely and stabbed him to death with a single shot.

It was Huang Tianxiang.

Xu was humiliated a few days ago, half of Huang Tianxiang's cheek was not healed from the injury, and a pair of eyes on his swollen face shot fiercely. After killing Feng Lin, he didn't stop, and then killed Zhang Guifang.

Behind him, Huang Feihu, Nezha and others rushed forward.

Zhang Guifang couldn't resist the enemy and refused to surrender, this person is also staunch, seeing that he couldn't escape, she immediately slayed herself with a horizontal sword, fell off the horse, and vowed not to be humiliated by the enemy.

The soldiers and horses under his command dispersed, running all over the mountains and plains.

Since then, Chaoge's [-] troops and those who came to aid the heretics have all been killed or injured.

Only Yang Lin, a lone army, left early and was spared.

"Will this be too much? They will die or surrender. If Grand Master Wen finds out, will he vomit blood?"

The little fox turned his head three times a step, climbed to the top of the mountain, and hadn't set up camp yet, looking back, his eyes were full of worry.

"It's not like we killed them, we just didn't save them. Zhang Guifang and the others wanted to die, they wanted to be loyal to the death festival, and they took their own lives. No wonder anyone.

But, having said that, Cai'er, do you really think we need to fight the Xiqi soldiers? Aunt Xue frowned.

In fact, she is not very close to the Shang Dynasty.

After 20 years in Chaoge, she stayed in the mansion for a while, and she was deeply discriminated against. Not only was Dongyi's blood in the Huang mansion, but in the eyes of the big merchants, she was actually very unpopular.

It has always been called barbaric blood.