Marshal Deng of the Conferred God

Chapter 89 Gloomy Clouds
Xiqi and Jiang Ziya's army were attacked by Deng Jiugong and Gao Jineng on the way back to the teacher to save themselves. They suffered heavy losses. Less than 20 people fled back to the city, and the loss in this battle exceeded [-].

After Jiang Ziya heard the number reported by Yang Jian, he vomited blood again, and his whole face was like gold paper.

Yang Jian hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and persuaded him, "Master, winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs, you old man must take care of yourself." Jin Zha and Yang Ren died in the battle, and the news that Tu Xingsun was captured spread among the generals , the disciples of Chanjiao fell into unprecedented gloom.

Li Jing was exhausted mentally and mentally. He looked as if he had aged ten years. He lost his children one after another. This kind of painful blow was extremely heavy for him, and he had the thought of dying.

After Nezha came back, he didn't say a word, his face was sad, his eyes were confused, and his whole body was out of spirit. The idea of ​​revenge just came up, but it was smashed to pieces by Deng Jiugong's strength.

Ever since he was a child, he was only afraid of the real Taiyi alone, but now that there is one more person, that is Deng Jiugong, he is still more afraid than the real Taiyi.Because no matter how strict Taiyi Daoist is, he will only punish him, and Deng Jiugong is the one who can take his life.

Wei Hu and Yang Chan were saddened by the death of the fox, and went down the mountain to gather the three generations of Xiqi's disciples of Chanjiao, and there were only five left. If this battle continues, no one knows whether they will survive to the end.Before going down the mountain, they were full of confidence in defeating Zhou. They imagined that the powerful enemy would be wiped out under their great power.

Jiang Ziya covered his chest with one hand, pushed Yang Jian away with the other, and said, "Wufang, I still can't die."

Jiang Ziya blamed himself for turning such a good situation into such a mess in his own hands. He looked around at the generals and sighed: "This battle is all caused by my poor command. General Li, I am sorry for you."

Li Jing had three sons in total, but two sons died one after another, and Nezha, the only one left, was full of hatred for him.One can imagine how sad he felt.

Li Jing came back to his senses, suppressed his sadness, and said lightly: "If the earthen pot is not broken away from the well, the general will inevitably die on the battlefield. Jinmu Erzha can die on the battlefield, and he will live up to their learning skills. The prime minister must not do it for you Blame yourself for this matter, and take the big responsibility as the most important thing.”

Princess Longji hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward to plead guilty to Jiang Ziya: "Brother Dao, I cannot shirk the responsibility for Jin Zha's death."

Li Jing pricked up his ears. Could it be that the cause of Jin Zha's death is still strange, and he immediately looked at Princess Longji with a somewhat unfriendly gaze.Jiang Ziya was surprised and said: "Where did the princess say this? Jin Zha was stabbed to death by Ma Shan, how could he have anything to do with you?"

Princess Longji sighed: "Ma Shan stabbed Jinzha to death with the Qiankun needle, and I lost the bet to Ma Shan with the Qiankun needle. If it wasn't for me, Jinzha would not have died."

After learning of Jin Zha's death, Princess Longji blamed herself, hated and hated. Although she didn't say anything, no one knew that the Qiankun Needle was her magic weapon, but she was really sad about the test of her conscience.

Jiang Ziya was surprised when he heard this, and hurriedly asked what happened. Princess Longji recounted the events of that day.Yang Jian said: "Unexpectedly, Deng Jiugong's subordinates are full of cunning people."

It was the first time in the world that the princess was a woman, and she was not deeply involved in the world, so she was deceived by Ma Shan.

Although Li Jing secretly hated Princess Longji for killing Jin Zha, but considering her identity, he could only knock out the front teeth and swallow them in his stomach.

"Uncle, after this battle, Deng Jiugong's climate has become a reality. With our current strength, it is really difficult to compete. I hope that Uncle Master will make plans early to regain morale and fight Deng Jiugong again."

No one can shake Yang Jian's faith, just like how he wanted to save his mother back then.

Jiang Ziya showed a wry smile. Xiqi had lost the morale of the army in this big defeat, and there were very few generals under his command, and his fighting spirit was not strong.Just ask the current situation, how can I lead them to fight again.

Even if he fights again, will he be able to defeat Deng Jiugong? If he loses again, how will he explain to the king.When he went out to fight, his subordinates were full of talents, with 30 troops in his hands, and he had an overwhelming advantage over Deng Jiugong. He also showed a confident look in front of the king, but the result was hard to say, and his face was disgraced.

Wei Hu took a look at Yang Jian and said, "Junior Brother Yang's words are wrong. The top priority is not to think about fighting Deng Jiugong again, but how to solve the morale problem of the army, otherwise we will just suffer another defeat."

To be honest, Wei Hu felt a little scared when he saw his fellow disciples die one after another on the battlefield. He was afraid that he would follow in the footsteps of Jin Zha and the others, especially when he thought of Deng Jiugong hanging the immortal rope above his head in the enemy camp, with a murderous look on his face. The appearance is even more frightening.

The sky is big, the earth is big, life is the biggest, and I have lived in the world for thousands of years. If I was robbed, my cultivation would be nothing. Wouldn't it be extremely sad and deplorable.

Jiang Ziya nodded and said: "Wei Hu is right, the morale of the army is the most important thing to consider. Besides, the defeat this time is extremely strange. If I don't understand it, I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

Originally, the chances of victory were within his grasp, but when he entered the battlefield, the situation took a turn for the worse. Not only did he fail to defeat Deng Jiugong as he wished, but he fell into a trap carefully set by him, leading to a major defeat.

"Report, there is news from northern Xinjiang."

At this time, a former lieutenant of the army came to report the news.

"Come up quickly."

Jiang Ziya's face was serious, and when he opened the letter, his expression changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice, "No wonder, no wonder there is no news about Chong Heihu. It turns out that he was killed by Deng Jiugong a long time ago."

As soon as this remark came out, all the generals turned pale with shock, Yang Jian said suspiciously: "Master, Chong Heihu's dispatch of troops is very secretive, no more than ten people know about it, how did Deng Jiugong know about it?"

Huang Feihu went to northern Xinjiang. If Uncle Jiang hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have known about it. Could it be that Deng Jiugong could hear voices ten miles away.

Jiang Ziya shook his head and said, "I don't know about this either. This is the battle report from northern Xinjiang. Peng Zushou, Marquis of Yanzhou, learned that Chongheihu was dead, and wanted to take the opportunity to take down Chongcheng, but was defeated by Cui Ying and others. He himself became a prisoner."

The news was so sudden that Jiang Ziya couldn't digest it for a while. Chong Heihu died like this. This hero who obeyed King Wen's words died so easily, and he died in his own territory. It is inconceivable.

Wei Hu's eyes were flickering, and he said: "Uncle, this matter is very strange. I suspect that someone has revealed to Deng Jiugong about our military affairs." He has lived for thousands of years. Everyone has seen it, is well versed in the world, and if you think about it with your heart, you can see the crux of the problem.

Jiang Ziya's face was solemn, Wei Hu's guess was not groundless, if someone hadn't leaked the news, how would Deng Jiugong have known about Chong Heihu's dispatch of troops, and even led elite soldiers to attack Chongcheng overnight, and dealt with Chong Heihu with a thunderbolt.

"In this battle, we did not lose unjustly. Deng Jiugong knew our army's battle plan very well, but we knew nothing about his battle intentions. If we were mentally unprepared, there is no reason to be invincible."

The few doubts stuck in his heart were solved, and Jiang Ziya understood all at once. Deng Jiugong divided his troops into two groups and set up an ambush in the reeds, because he knew that Xiqi City was empty and it was a rare opportunity for a surprise attack. The reaction was as he expected.

The generals nodded approvingly. Although they were reluctant to admit Deng Jiugong's strength, the facts were more than words.Compared with Deng Jiugong, the wise and martial Uncle Jiang is indeed inferior.

Yang Chan's beautiful eyes showed curiosity. She only saw Deng Jiugong once or twice, but never saw him make a move. I heard that this person has only practiced Taoism for half a year, but in the hearts of fellow students, he is more important than the great immortal who has practiced Taoism for tens of thousands of years. Powerful, Nezha, who is not afraid of anything, also shows fear when he mentions Deng Jiugong.

She was thinking, is this person as powerful as everyone said.

(End of this chapter)