My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 909: Just out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den! Want to learn? I will teach you!
"No killing for surrender! Put down your weapons! Kneel!"

"How dare you slander our Great Qin commander as a witch who is a heretic? You will be killed!"

"I am the Great Qin Su Jiao. Who dares to fight me?"

Glancing at Su Jiao beside him, Ying Bu quickened his pace and shouted proudly:
"I am Ying Bu of Liuxian. Enemy generals, come and get killed!"

Su Jiao smiled when he saw this and said, "Do you want to compete with me?"

Ying Bu raised his eyebrows, turned his head and asked, "Are you afraid, Commander?"

Su Jiao laughed heartily: "What is there to be afraid of!"

But after laughing, Su Jiao suddenly recalled Ying Chengjiao's reprimand, shrank his neck and said: "But we are all generals, not just brave and reckless men."

"The outcome of this battle will be determined by the merits of you and me!"

Ying Bu did not refute, but roared more and more excitedly: "My fellow soldiers, follow me and kill!"

Under the leadership of Ying Bu, Ying Bu's troops were the first to approach the rear of the coalition forces.

But just as Ying Bu was preparing to speed up the charge and make merit first, an arrow passed over Ying Bu and hit a Yan soldier in the back of the neck!
Following closely behind was a sky full of crossbow arrows!
Ying Bu turned around in surprise and saw Feng Wuzhe put down the longbow in his hand, pointed his finger at his temple, and smiled at Ying Bu.

The look on his face clearly said: Kids, use your brains!

Ying Bu's desire to win grew stronger, and he shouted loudly, "Go around to the right."

"Break the formation!"

The Qin soldiers rushed towards the coalition forces from all directions like groups of hungry wolves that had been hungry for half a month.

Each general of the Qin army was powerful enough to determine the outcome of a local war, and some were even capable of serving as a deputy general of an army or leading a small division.

But at this moment, they are all concentrated in this killing field, competing with all their might!

The morale of the coalition forces had already collapsed.

Now, facing a charge led by a group of generals and elite soldiers, they had lost the last bit of will to fight.

Even Li Mu could only ask the generals to gather their troops and then flee to the northeast at a faster speed!

The feast of slaughter begins.

The blood outside Xibanyu has gathered into a river!
But not everyone is killing for military merit and glory.

Shen Tu'ao suddenly led his troops back at full gallop, threw a man tied up like a dumpling in front of Ying Chengjiao, and bowed solemnly: "Commander, I have found the enemy you have ordered to be captured."

"I have brought this person here to report this to you!"

Behind Shen Tu'ao, dozens of people who were tied up like dumplings were thrown to the ground.

Looking at the man on the ground wearing the leather armor of the Yan army commander, Ying Chengjiao was a little confused.

Have I ever issued an order to arrest the village chief?

What kind of village chief is worthy of my personal order to arrest?

Without rushing to refute Shentu'ao, Ying Chengjiao dismounted and walked to the side of the village chief. Shentu'ao also dismounted and faced Ying Chengjiao with his face twisted.

Ying Chengjiao finally saw a familiar face through the thick dust and dirt. He said in astonishment, "You are the one who is cheating?!"

Shen Tu'ao nodded in agreement, looking at the village chief on the ground speechlessly and said, "What the commander said is correct."

"This person claims to be an immortal, and even set up a Taoist temple in the enemy's camp, saying that he would perform a ritual to stop the commander-in-chief's sacrifice, and even said that the commander-in-chief was a witch who was a heretic."

"After the enemy was defeated, this man pretended to be a garrison commander and blended into the large group of fleeing soldiers to escape together."

"If I hadn't been keeping an eye on this person, he would have almost escaped by deceiving others again!"

The man wearing the armor of a garrison commander was none other than Zheng Anqi!
Zheng Anqi forced a bitter smile and sighed softly: "I never thought that seeing Qin Changan again would be in such a situation!"

Zheng Anqi feels so miserable!
He had just managed to escape from the coalition forces but was captured by the Qin army. It was like escaping from a tiger's den and falling into a wolf's lair!
Do not!
The coalition forces at least regarded them as immortals, but Ying Chengjiao had long seen through that they were all swindlers.

Now that they were captured by Shentu'ao, an ordinary middle-level general, and thrown to the ground in disgrace, all the Qin soldiers would believe that they were all liars.

The difficulty of escaping from the Qin army is more terrifying than escaping from the Dai army and escaping from the wolf's den combined!
Struggling to sit up straight, Zheng Anqi tried his best to retain some dignity, looked at Ying Chengjiao sincerely and said, "I was defeated by Qin Chang'an because I am not as skilled as him."

"The fact that he failed to escape was also due to Zheng's lack of skills."

"Now that I have been captured by Qin Chang'an Jun, I am willing to die under Qin Chang'an Jun's sword!"

"Before I die, I have only one last question. I beg Qin Chang'an to answer it!"

The long-standing name of Zheng Anqi was lost in his hands. Mao Xi, Le Chen and other fellow Taoists were all arrested. Not only were their lives in danger, but their reputation as immortals that they had cultivated for many years was also ruined.

And all this is because of him!
Zheng Anqi really didn't want to live anymore, he just wanted to be a ghost.

However, Ying Chengjiao did not answer Zheng Anqi's question. Instead, he raised his hand to call the family soldier, took a fairy date from the family soldier, showed it to Zheng Anqi and asked: "Did you make this?"

Zheng Anqi said calmly: "It is indeed Zheng's property."

Ying Chengjiao asked curiously, "You and I both know that this is just a date, not a fairy date."

"You keep passing this thing on to others. Aren't you afraid that someone will plant a date tree and expose your lie that you are an immortal?"

Zheng Anqi showed a hint of surprise, and then laughed: "I thought Qin Chang'an Jun should know this, but I never thought that Qin Chang'an Jun would need to ask me."

"It's easy!"

"Zheng knew that most people would plant the pits after eating the immortal jujube in an attempt to obtain the immortal jujube tree."

"But what does that do?" "As long as all the dates are boiled in boiling water, the pits will naturally not be able to take root and sprout."

"After years of careful care, they still didn't see the seeds sprout, so they naturally believed that the dates were immortal dates!"

Ying Chengjiao weighed the immortal dates in his hand and exclaimed: "Although you are a swindler, you have studied these dates deeply enough."

Zheng Anqi smiled slightly arrogantly and said, "Mr. Qin Chang'an is a straightforward gentleman, so I will not hide anything from him."

"Several generations of Zheng's family have devoted their efforts to studying jujube trees. Zheng grew up in a jujube forest, so naturally he knows more about jujubes."

"Mr. Qin Chang'an is interested in these immortal dates?"

"This is the foundation of my clan. Even if Qin Chang'an cuts me into pieces, I will never reveal a single bit!"

The fairy dates are fake, but the hard work, sweat, time and dedication are real.

As long as the immortal dates are still there, Zheng Anqi's descendants can use these dates to make a name for themselves as immortals after hiding their identities for several generations.

Zheng Anqi would not let his already rotten life destroy the efforts and dedication of the Zheng family for more than a hundred years and several generations!

Ying Chengjiao looked at Zheng Anqi calmly and asked, "Is the rootstock used for these dates from the yellow flower tree, the persimmon tree, or a different species of date?"

"The method you used to graft the wood was bark grafting, belly grafting, bud grafting, or cleft grafting?"

Zheng Anqi: ヾ(﹏)
Zheng Anqi's eyes widened, and he asked in confusion and impatience: "Can a jujube tree produce persimmons?"

"What is that yellow flower tree..."

"and many more!"

Zheng Anqi's eyes widened a little, looking at Ying Chengjiao as if he were a god, and asked in a trembling voice: "How do you know that these dates are from the wood of the jujube tree?"

"How do you know the art of wood carving?"

Ying Chengjiao only asked two questions, but countless questions popped up in Zheng Anqi's mind.

The art of carving wood is a secret that has been passed down through generations of the Zheng family and is only known to the eldest son.

How did Ying Chengjiao, a complete outsider, know the art of wood carving?
Although I still don't know exactly how bark grafting, belly grafting, bud grafting and cleft grafting are performed, but just by hearing the number of methods I know there are more techniques mastered by the tribe than those in the tribe.

It would be fine if this person could command the earth dragons.

But knotting dates with jujube wood is a craft passed down from my Zheng family's ancestors. How could he know more about it than me?
Seeing Zheng Anqi's shocked, bewildered, puzzled and curious eyes, Ying Chengjiao asked in surprise: "Why, you don't know these skills?"

Zheng Anqi, who had been so calm in cheating in front of a million soldiers, now secretly clicked his toes and bowed his head, saying: "As far as I know, I am far inferior to Qin Chang'an Jun!"

Ying Chengjiao asked again: "Do you want to learn?"

Zheng Anqi looked up suddenly, the look of astonishment in his eyes almost bursting out of his eyeballs.

Ying Chengjiao smiled and said, "I will teach you."

In his excitement, Zheng Anqi actually broke free from Shen Tu'ao's suppression, jumped up from the ground and asked in surprise: "Is Qin Chang'an really willing to teach me this magic?!"

Ying Chengjiao nodded slightly: "Of course."

"Tomorrow I will send a troop to bring all your clan members and descendants back to Qin, and I will teach them the art of wood carving."

"But you should not only be obsessed with growing dates on the jujube tree in the future, but also research more fruits, vegetables and grains that can grow on the jujube tree for our Great Qin."

These are a group of skilled workers who have studied and been exposed to grafting techniques for generations!
With this group of people, Daqin no longer needs Ying Chengjiao to personally lead the research on grafting from scratch. Instead, it can immediately form a research team and lead the farmers to directly carry out further large-scale research!

Ying Chengjiao's expression was very calm, but his saliva was about to flow out!

The smile on Zheng Anqi's face froze, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse.

However, Ying Chengjiao seemed to see through Zheng Anqi's thoughts and said casually, "You don't have to thank me."

"After this battle, I will compile the art of 涼木 into a book and spread it throughout the Qin Empire."

"You and your people only learned it a few days earlier."

Zheng Anqi was dumbfounded. Our family's inheritance treasure, yet you want to spread it all over the world so easily?

Moreover, the version you want to spread throughout the world is much more advanced than the one our family has researched ourselves!
Then when the next member of the Zheng family, Zheng Anqi, comes into the world with the immortal dates, I am afraid that people in the world will look at him not as an immortal, but as a fool!

Zheng Anqi suddenly realized something, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No wonder Qin Changanjun would call me a swindler!"

His legs softened, and Zheng Anqi knelt down in front of Ying Chengjiao, kowtowed hard, and shouted loudly: "Zheng Anqi, I beg you to take Chang'an Jun as my teacher!"

The soldiers in the distance could not hear the conversation between Ying Chengjiao and Zheng Anqi, but they could clearly hear Zheng Anqi's call.

Zhang Han took a deep breath and cried out, "The immortal actually knelt before the commander and begged him to accept him as his disciple!"

Many pairs of burning eyes turned here, all wanting to see the scene of the immortal becoming a disciple.

However, Ying Chengjiao waved his hand and said, "You are not qualified to be my disciple."

"Please inform my family soldiers where your family is later, and they will bring your family back to Daqin."

Zheng Anqi's face was full of regret.

Ying Chengjiao did not look at Zheng Anqi any more, but turned his gaze to Le Chen, asking with a face full of greed: "What kind of magic does this immortal master?"

Le Chen smiled bitterly when he heard this.

Tell you some magic to make you laugh?
(End of this chapter)