"Monkey! You're looking for death!"

On the battlefield, Nezha looked furious and rushed forward with a flaming spear in his hand without any thought of probing.

"Look at my three heads and eight arms!"

Nezha shouted loudly, and two angry heads appeared on both sides of his shoulders. At the same time, six hands stretched out from his armpits, making it exactly eight arms with the original ones.

"What a great kid, he has quite a lot of abilities."

Yuan Hong also laughed loudly, and transformed himself directly, creating two clones in an instant, which was exactly three Yuan Hongs. Each of them held a water and fire stick and shouted loudly, and the two sides started fighting each other.

"Haha, baby boy, you have the magical power of three heads and eight arms, but my Yuan Hong's magical power is not weak either."

The three Yuan Hongs surrounded Nezha, but Nezha was not afraid at all and kept shouting angrily.

"Today I will definitely open up the top of your head, you monkey!"

Nezha looked extremely furious, and the fight between the two was extremely dangerous.

In the Xiqi camp, Jiang Ziya saw Nezha fighting fiercely with the Shang general Yuan Hong. Although he was secretly frightened, he still showed a confident smile.

"I have long heard that Yuan Hong is the strongest general under Wen Zhong, and now he has been entangled by Nezha."

When he said this, Jiang Ziya looked at Yang Jian, and Yang Jian, who was well prepared, clasped his fists.

"Uncle Jiang, Yang Jian will definitely go all out!"

Just as Jiang Ziya had a confident smile on his face, expecting Yang Jian to win the battle, Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty camp on the opposite side, sneered.

"Reporting to the Grand Master, the Xiqi bandits are preparing to send Yang Jian into battle..."

Gao Ming and Gao Jue rely on their clairvoyance and sharp ears. It can be said that almost nothing in Xiqi can escape their eyes and ears.

After hearing the report from the two generals, Grand Tutor Wen Zhong, who was riding on the back of the black unicorn, sneered.

"What a great Jiang Ziya! He had a very good plan. He used Nezha to tie up Yuan Hong, the most skilled warrior under my command, and then Yang Jian went into battle. What a pity!"

Since he already knew the other party's plan, when Grand Tutor Wen Zhong saw the Xiqi army preparing to fight against Yang Jian, he sneered, held the male and female whips in both hands high, and shouted:
"Jiang Ziya, today I will get rid of you, a disloyal, unrighteous and unfilial person."

"Beat the drums! Troops charge!"

In an instant, the sound of the Shang army's charge horn echoed in the sky, which made Yang Jian, who was preparing to fight on the opposite side, pretend to be surprised.

Jiang Ziya, who had a confident smile on his face just now, also became dazed when he heard the ancient charge horn.

In an instant, the battlefield was filled with the sound of drums, and the 100,000 Shang army troops roared excitedly and launched a mad charge.

"Uncle Jiang! Not good, Wen Zhong has seen through our army's strategy!"

Yang Jian hurriedly shouted and told Jiang Ziya that their plan had failed.

On the other side, Grand Master Wen Zhong, who was charging on a black unicorn, shouted in the middle of the army:

"All soldiers, listen to my orders. Stop fighting and follow the army to cut through the Xiqi bandits!"

hoohoo!

The army of the Shang Dynasty was composed of elite troops who had fought in many battles under the leadership of Wen Zhong. These generals were not stupid and naturally understood the meaning of Wen Zhong's words.

To put it simply, it means following the army to charge into battle. As a result, some Qi Refiners would not dare to use their magical powers and spells easily.

"damn it!"

After seeing this scene, Yang Jian couldn't help but shout loudly, and Jiang Ziya also reacted at this time, with a look of aggrieved expression on his face.

"Retreat! Order the three armies to withdraw!"

At this moment, Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth and said this angrily. He had originally thought that this battle would first crush the morale of the Shang army.

It could also restore the morale of the Xiqi army, but who would have thought that the Shang Dynasty's Grand Master Wen Zhong would not follow the routine at all.

How can you launch a full-scale charge just after a few rounds of fighting?

If the two armies fought fairly, Jiang Ziya, leading the Xiqi army, would not be afraid to fight Wen Zhong.

But it’s different now. The morale of the Xiqi army is low. After seeing the flag of Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty, they have lost their will to fight and have become afraid of fighting!

"Sound the horn and withdraw the troops!"

After hearing Jiang Ziya's order, Yang Jian shouted hurriedly.

In an instant, a clear sound of a gong was heard from the Xiqi army. The next moment, Jiang Ziya, riding on a Sibu Xiang, and the general's flag, began to retreat hurriedly on the battlefield.

One retreat means countless retreats.

"Withdraw!"

"The Yin Shang Grand Master is here, run away..."

"God damn it, this Jiang Ziya is so incompetent that he pretends to be a big shot!"

For a moment, the Xiqi army began to flee madly. After all, they were facing the powerful and ferocious Shang Dynasty Grand Master Wen Zhong.

The shadow of a famous tree.

Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty, was an invincible figure among the human race. Many rebellious princes and rebel armies were quite powerful at the beginning, but were eventually defeated by the Grand Tutor.

Which one of them didn’t die in defeat?
"Nezha, retreat quickly!"

When he was fighting with Yuan Hong, Yang Jian's loud shout suddenly came from behind, which made Nezha full of anger.

"Brother Yang Jian, I just started, why are you retreating now?"

Yuan Hong, who was fighting with Nezha, laughed and said:

"Haha, Jiang Ziya is such a coward, how can he be a match for our Shang army? I guess he has to go back for reinforcements after fleeing in panic this time."

Yang Jian looked anxious to come over to support, and the morale of the Shang army on the battlefield was high.

"You are so good, Yuan Hong, you really haven't finished yet!"

Nezha secretly transmitted his message through his soul in an unpleasant tone, but Yuan Hong just smiled awkwardly.

"Nezha, look at what you said, isn't this just to make the performance more realistic? Look at us like this, I dare say that after we go back, Jiang Ziya will not only not blame you, but will also comfort you."

While the two were communicating through telepathy, Yang Jian also rushed over. Although he was shouting angrily on the surface, he was also communicating through telepathy in secret.

"Okay, there'll be plenty of time later, let's retreat first!"

Clang!

In an instant, Yang Jian and Yuan Hong fought each other, and Yang Jian shouted:
"Nezha, Prime Minister Jiang has ordered us to withdraw our troops!"

Nezha pretended to be unwilling and shouted angrily:
"You stinky monkey, just wait. I will definitely open your skull the next time."

"Haha, Jiang Ziya is a cowardly rat. I'm afraid you won't have this chance."

With the support of Yang Jian, Nezha and Yang Jian began to retreat, while Yuan Hong, who was chasing them, also laughed and mocked Jiang Ziya.

For a time, the battlefield was in chaos!
The two armies did not engage in combat, so the Xiqi army fled in full force, while the Yin and Shang army in the rear still maintained its formation and pursued them.

Only a thousand or so unlucky guys were chopped down by the Shang army.

The pursuit did not end until Jiang Ziya led his army back to the Qishan camp, and then the Shang Dynasty's Grand Master Wen Zhong sounded the horn to call back his troops.

It was a battle full of confidence, but ended in such a whimper.

In Qishan, the Xiqi generals who had fled back in panic all looked frustrated. "The Prime Minister is too timid."

"That's right. It's better to fight head-on than to run away without even fighting."

"What a fucking pathetic battle!"

“It’s so frustrating! It’s so frustrating!”

The generals in the army were all very frustrated. After all, there were only a few who had the talent to be generals.

Most of these generals practiced martial arts, so they were naturally full of vigor and fearless of life and death. In addition, they had no talent as generals, so they did not realize that a battle had broken out at that time.

With such low morale, the Xiqi army will only end in defeat.

Although it's embarrassing now, at least I've escaped.

"If you ask me, Jiang Ziya is just relying on his Taoist magic to do evil. Without this magic, he is nothing."

A rough general snorted in dissatisfaction, venting all his dissatisfaction with Jiang Ziya.

The other generals also nodded and said:

"Yes, apart from his Taoist skills, Jiang Ziya is nothing but a fool."

"We pacified the rebellion of the 72 princes in the West before. I would say that these princes were fools. Even without Jiang Ziya, we could have pacified them with the help of our elite troops in Xiqi. Jiang Ziya got a great bargain."

"Idiot! Coward!"

"Humph! If you ask me, it has to be Prince Bo Yikao. Look at this coward Ji Fa paired with Jiang Ziya and this idiot. They are truly a perfect match."

These angry soldiers dared to say anything in private.

Jiang Ziya originally planned to use this battle to demonstrate his prowess and restore his prestige in Xiqi, but he never expected that the Shang Dynasty's Grand Master Wen Zhong would be so cunning and experienced.

It was obvious that he had seen through his plan, which had aborted it.

"Uncle Jiang, I was fighting this monkey head fiercely, why did you withdraw your troops? Why don't you dare to fight with Yin Shang Wen Zhong?"

Inside the commander's tent, Nezha started yelling with a look of frustration on his face. With his reckless personality, he didn't give Jiang Ziya any face at all.

"Nezha!"

Yang Jian pretended to comfort him, but Nezha didn't buy it and waved his hand unhappily:
"Brother Yang Jian, you have also seen how arrogant this monkey is. If I don't smash the top of his head, I will never be able to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Nezha said this angrily, and Jiang Ziya felt both frustrated and upset watching this scene.

But when facing Nezha, Jiang Ziya really couldn't afford to offend him. Nezha came to help him without saying a word. Besides, his master was gone. Although he was his uncle, he was not someone he could afford to offend.

"Nezha!"

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath, looked at Nezha and forced a comforting smile.

"I was not thoughtful enough in this battle. I never thought that Wen Zhong would be so cunning."

After saying this, Jiang Ziya slammed the table angrily and snorted:
"What a despicable Shang Dynasty Grand Master Wen Zhong is! He doesn't even have the courage to fight against our army."

Sure enough, Jiang Ziya's move forced Nezha to follow his lead and he snorted in anger:
"Yes, these Yin Shang people are all cowardly."

This is the character that Nezha pretends to be, and he can only be like this.

However, Yang Jian, Jin Zha and Mu Zha in the tent sneered in their hearts after seeing this scene. Jiang Ziya thought he had figured out Nezha's character, but he didn't know that in this tent, he was the only one who was a joke.

"Uncle Jiang, after this battle, the army is restless. If the Shang army attacks, our army may be in trouble!"

Yang Jian also changed the topic very smoothly, shifting Nezha's anger to the battle between the two armies.

After seeing this scene, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but feel deeply moved. It had to be Yang Jian, who really understood me.

"No problem."

Although he knew that his prestige in the army would plummet after this battle, Jiang Ziya was not at all panicked. Instead, his expression was calm and revealed a hint of contempt.

"The Yin and Shang dynasties have run out of luck. Xiqi will prosper, but it can't rely on these ordinary people."

Yang Jian was shocked when he saw this scene, and then he exclaimed: "Uncle Jiang, are you going back to Kunlun Mountain?"

It is obvious that Jiang Ziya is going back to ask for help.

Jiang Ziya nodded and said, "Other than that, it is really difficult to find a strategy to defeat the enemy!"

When he said this, Jiang Ziya held his forehead and frowned.

"It seems that the Shang army knew everything about our previous deployment, especially today's battle. Even though the Shang Taishi Wen Zhong is experienced, I don't know how he knew our plan."

It was obvious that Jiang Ziya suspected that there was a traitor in the army, but he only told this to Yang Jian, Nezha and others.

There can't be a traitor among them.

However, when seeing Jiang Ziya's gaze, Yang Jian also frowned. Although Nezha knew it well, he had finally seized the opportunity, so how could he give up the performance.

"Uncle Jiang!"

Nezha glared at Jiang Ziya fiercely and shouted coldly:
"Are you suspecting that we are secretly communicating with the Shang Dynasty?"

Before Jiang Ziya could explain, Nezha snorted coldly:

"Brother Yang Jian, you rely on him the most, so there is no way you would doubt him. The only people you could doubt are the three of us brothers, right?"

Jin Zha and Mu Zha on the side also showed dissatisfaction, but Jin Zha had not yet stepped forward to advise them in a calm manner.

"Nezha, don't be like this. It's normal for Uncle Jiang to have doubts. Even I have doubts."

However, Nezha was in such a bad mood that he snorted coldly:
"Suspect? Among us, only the three of us brothers have defected from the Yin Shang camp. If not suspect us, who else can we suspect?"

Although Nezha has a rather bad temper, what he said does make sense.

Jiang Ziya did not explain, but frowned and looked at Jin Zha and Mu Zha suspiciously and said:

"Have you ever leaked the news to outsiders?"

Jin Zha and Mu Zha both shook their heads.

"Uncle Jiang, how can we easily tell outsiders about such an important matter?"

"That's strange. Could it be that Wen Zhong really has the ability to predict the future?"

Jiang Ziya's face was full of doubts, and he frowned secretly in suspicion. The more he thought about today's situation, the more he felt something was wrong.

At this moment, Yang Jian seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but frowned and said:
"Uncle Jiang, the Shang Dynasty has many talented people, and there are so many extraordinary people under their command. Perhaps we can ask Wucheng King Li Jing, and maybe we can find out something."

Yang Jian and Nezha knew the truth very well, but they pretended not to know.

Anyway, it is Jiang Ziya who is having a headache, not them.

After hearing Yang Jian's words, Jiang Ziya nodded secretly. Indeed! There are too many strange people in this world. Who knows what strange magical powers the other party has.

"Yang Jian, Nezha, I am riding on the Sibu Xiang to Kunlun Mountain. You should take good care of the Qishan camp. I will be back in three days at most."

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry."

Yang Jian clasped his fists respectfully without any hesitation.

Jiang Ziya suppressed his doubts in his heart, but he still planned to go back to Xiqi before going to Kunlun Mountain, perhaps he could get some information from Li Jing. (End of this chapter)