Fengshen: I can inherit the inheritance of my subordinates

Chapter 25 Fire Attack
After arriving at Daying, it was almost dark, Jiang Ziya couldn't wait, called the generals to discuss matters, and announced the intention of the battle, and tonight will burn Crouching Tiger Ridge.

When Yang Jian heard this, he was about to speak, but Jiang Ziya said: "The commander-in-chief has made up his mind, and he will send troops to Crouching Tiger Ridge immediately. There must be no mistake!"

"I'm waiting for orders."

The generals were very surprised to see Jiang Ziya in such a hurry, but no one dared to stand up and object at this time.

After all, everyone has stayed in Xiqi for so long, and even Nezha will be aware of his words and demeanor. Speaking out against him at this time will not change anything, but will be scolded, and he may be punished and not be able to go to the battlefield.

Didn't see what Yang Jian said just now, the coach didn't even give him a chance to speak.

Once the war was mobilized, the entire camp was brightly lit, and there was a sense of fighting spirit from top to bottom. Naturally, this scene could not be concealed from the scouts of the commercial camp, and they immediately sent the news back to the commercial camp.

After Wen Taishi learned about it, he didn't dare to be careless and called all the generals to discuss the matter.

Deng Zhong murmured: "Grand Master, those who are kind don't come, those who come are not. Jiang Ziya has just suffered a defeat. He is so eager to attack our army, so he must have something to rely on."

If things go wrong, there must be a demon. Looking at Jiang Ziya's war history in Xiqi, he doesn't look like a desperate person. This time he was so anxious to get angry, could it be that the burning lamp put him under pressure?

Grand Master Wen nodded and said: "Deng Zhong is right, although our army won a game last night, but you should not underestimate the enemy, show all your energy, and give me a head-on blow to the enemy."

Regardless of whether it is a white battle or a night battle, Grand Master Wen is not afraid.

Jiang Ziya's food and grass were destroyed. Even if he had prepared food, it would definitely have a blow to morale. Tonight, the right time, place and people are on his side.

"Here!"

All the generals spoke in unison, they were not afraid of the next battle, but full of confidence.

……

The 10,000+ Xiqi army marched to the foot of Crouching Tiger Ridge, and Jiang Ziya ordered Yang Ren to step forward.

Yang Ren bowed his hands to accept the order, and he went forward immediately, and took out the fan of five fires and seven birds. Once this treasure was sacrificed, it illuminated the whole hill.

Nezha said to Huang Tianhua: "Tianhua, I didn't expect that your junior brother looks weird, but you have such a magic weapon."

Having been in the practice world for so long, and with Master Taiyi as his master, Nezha still has a good eye.

Huang Tianhua raised his neck, proudly said: "Naturally, my master has many magic weapons, this is just one of them, not worth mentioning."

Nezha heard his show off, dissatisfied and said: "In terms of the number of magic weapons, my master also has quite a few. Just look at me, with so many three-generation disciples, and so many magic weapons, I, Nezha alone, can outnumber you."

Huang Tianhua said, "What's the use of having too many magic weapons, one of them is worth a few of yours."

Nezha said angrily: "Huang Tianhua, you dare to underestimate my magic weapon!"

Huang Tianhua said: "It's not to belittle, but to discuss the matter according to the facts. Your talisman's name is resounding. In the final analysis, it only killed a little dragon, while my Cuanxin Nail killed the four generals of the Demon family."

"you……"

Nezha jumped in anger.

"Okay, stop arguing, the two of you."

Yang Jian couldn't take it anymore and interrupted the two of them.

I don't have a single magic weapon, it's different to shine on the battlefield, strength is the main, magic weapon is supplemented, these two people are really good, but it's boring to compare magic weapons.There is nothing to show off what the master gave.

The two snorted and looked away from each other.

At this moment, Yang Ren jumped up from his horse and started fanning his precious fan towards Crouching Tiger Ridge.

Under one leaf, the flames soared into the sky, reaching the sky, and instantly burned half of the sky red; , all around turned into a sea of ​​flames.

This fire is air fire, stone fire, wood fire, samadhi fire, human fire, the combination of five fires, the power is huge, even if a god touches this fire, it will be reduced to ashes in a moment.

When Daodezhenjun broke through the red water formation, he used this fan to fan the formation leader, Wang Tianjun, to death.

"Good fire, good fire, this fire can directly turn 10,000+ enemy troops into roast pigs, haha!"

Nezha looked so excited that he almost clapped his hands.

Yang Jian's face was heavy, and he immediately stepped forward and said to Jiang Ziya: "Uncle, although the two armies are fighting, casualties are inevitable, but if you burn 10,000+ enemy troops alive, such an approach may not be in line with the purpose of my teaching."

On the battlefield, Yang Jian is not a soft-hearted person. It can be seen that Yang Ren set fire to the mountain, and he was very shocked.

Jiang Ziya said, "Don't worry, this commander has his own measure. You didn't see that although the fire was burning fiercely, there was a road in the southeast for the escape of the merchant army. The purpose of this commander is to force the grand master to give up sleeping. Huling is a strategic location, not to let 10,000+ enemy troops die in flames."

At the beginning, I cast a spell to freeze Qishan, causing tens of thousands of merchants to freeze to death. It was already a last resort. If I set fire to destroy 10,000+ merchants this time, how would the people of the world view me, and how would those comrades view me.

At that time, even if others call my name, I will add words such as inhumane and extremely cruel before it.

I was still thinking about the end of the Conferred God, with great merit, to resolve the sins I committed on the Xiqi battlefield, and then rebuild the immortal way, if I burn these 10,000+ people, the immortal way, I am afraid that after death, I will fall into the endless hell, never Survival.

All the immortals committed murder one by one, and still cherish their feathers, aren't their own feathers feathers?

Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Uncle Master, be merciful."

Nezha was a little disappointed when he heard that, and hurriedly said: "Jiang Shishu, it's a pity to set such a big fire and not burn down the enemy camp."

Jiang Ziya said: "As long as you hear that the grand master has gone down the mountain, the initiative in the war will return to the commander. It doesn't matter whether you burn the camp or not."

Nezha didn't take it seriously. When he was in Chentangguan, he was lawless and let his temper go. Even if he killed Ao Bing, shot Shiji's boy, and beat the Dragon King of the East China Sea, it was a trivial matter for him.

In a world where the weak prey on the strong, these weak people deserve to be bullied. If it wasn't for Master's persuasion, he would not have succumbed to the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

Now he was reborn with the help of lotus root, but Nezha didn't restrain his temperament at all. On the battlefield, he was also the hardest in rushing and killing. I don't know how many great merchant generals died in his hands.

Yang Jian stared at Crouching Tiger Ridge, even if he was far away, he could feel a scorching heat. He heard that the grand master had no choice but to go down the mountain.Although gods can call wind and rain, but the premise is to practice, the fire burns the mountain, it is imminent, and I heard that the grand master does not have that time.

Even if it rains, it is difficult to solve the urgent need.

"Uncle Jiang, let the disciples increase their firepower."

Looking at his masterpiece, Yang Ren was very excited. He heard that the grand master was a minister of the great merchants, and even a Qi refiner, but under his own pressure, it would not take long for him to roll down the mountain in despair.

Jiang Ziya said: "This is not necessary, this fire is very good."

The fire is fierce, and the smoke hurts the most. With 10,000+ enemy troops, I am afraid that they will be so drunk by the smoke. Jiang Ziya has already imagined in his mind the picture of Wen Taishi fleeing in a hurry with 10,000+ troops.

(End of this chapter)