The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The two armies just confronted each other, and the two generals fought for a while, and then the front army of the merchant army changed to the rear army, and they retreated a hundred miles, waiting for the army from the rear to come.

Yang Jian never showed up, Deng Chanyu naturally couldn't find out the truth,

Zhou Jun barracks, in the main tent.

Xiao Chan'er stood on tiptoe and looked around in the corner; Zhou Jun gathered in the tent, she and Ji Qianhua stayed in the corner, no one dared to stare at them.

"Brother!"

Nezha covered his swollen right cheek, "That woman is really hateful! Does she only know this trick! She really is unreasonable, not at all aboveboard!"

Yang Jian sat there with a smile and listened. Before Nezha fought Deng Chanyu, Deng Chanyu just hit Nezha with a five-light stone, which made Nezha completely unable to display his abilities.

This is also considered one thing and one thing.

Although Nezha has many treasures, but because of the fusion of the lotus body and the primordial spirit, Nezha is also taking the route of smashing people with treasures and engaging in close combat.

If it were other generals, such as Zhijian, who could condense his supernatural powers and bombard him hundreds of miles away, Deng Chanyu would be completely unable to resist.

Although Yang Jian initially planned to use Deng Chanyu's hand to let Nezha suffer a little loss and learn to be more cautious; but if he overcorrected, it would deviate from his original intention.

If Jin Zha and Mu Zha hadn't revealed their aura in time and rushed out of the formation, then Deng Chanyu would have stepped forward to capture Nezha, and the fairy rope was ready.

In this way, it is too small to look down on these Taoist disciples.

"Junior brother, let me teach you a method to prevent her from sneaking and beating people."

"Oh?" Nezha's eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly asked what it was; Yang Jian spoke to him a few words, Nezha nodded for a while, and all the generals in the tent seemed to be falling into the clouds. For some reason, Nezha grinned.

The gentle Jin Zha said: "Prime Minister, as soon as the five light stones are released, they are sure to hit. Although they are not powerful enough, they can shake people's souls. It's no joke."

"Since this is the case, does Junior Brother Jin Zha have a magic method to crack the five-light stone?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.

"This... my teacher did not teach..."

Jin Zha wanted to take the initiative in his heart, but he knew Nezha's skills. Nezha had been beaten by Wuguangshi several times and lost his temper. He really didn't know how to deal with it.

"In this case, Nezha, you can do as I said just now," Yang Jian waved his hand, "Generals, return to the battle and rest for two days, and wait for Lu Xiong to lead the army. I will give him a head-on blow and protect Xiqi."

The generals led away, but Huang Feihu and others didn't look at the two 'young generals' sitting in the corner. This was not ignorance, but a kind of courtesy.

Nezha said: "Brother, I'll go prepare what you said, such a simple truth, why didn't I realize it before!"

Yang Jian smiled and said nothing, Nezha ran out of the tent excitedly; Jin Zha and Mu Zha were really curious, so they also went out, but they didn't know what Nezha wanted.

For Yang Jian, it is not difficult to decipher Deng Chanyu's Wuguang Stone; although Nezha seems to be restrained by the Wuguang Stone, but after careful consideration, it may not be the nemesis of the Wuguang Stone.

Two days later, Lu Xiong led an army of 600,000 soldiers under Qishan Mountain, and Yang Jian led an army of 400,000 Zhou to meet him and open the battle with Lu Xiong.

This time, Yang Jian had no choice but to show his face in order to reassure the army.

It was still the high platform, where Yang Jian sat on the magic weapon chair, and behind him stood three flag bearers carrying flags of several colors.

Lu Xiong is a veteran of the Shang Dynasty, quite capable of knowing people; sitting on the horseback at this time, looking at Yang Jian's posture from a distance, he admired in his heart, and said: "This boy is really amazing."

"Oh?" Deng Chanyu was on the side, riding a brown-red horse with a visor, "How big is it?"

"Although he is physically inconvenient, but just sitting there, he seems to have the posture of a god, far incomparable to a human being," Lu Xiong praised, but then remembered that it was a confrontation between the two armies, and changed his words, "It's a pity that although he has the posture of a god, he doesn't understand the battle strategy, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

The corner of the female general's mouth twitched slightly.

Can't understand the battle strategy? Looking at the Zhou army's formation from a distance, it looks like a giant roc that is about to soar into the sky; the soldiers and guards in each row are neatly arranged, and there is no whispering, and they are full of energy.

Let's look at the merchant army... don't mention it.

Previously, Zhang Guifang failed in the two crusades, and even left her life here, so how can Yang Jian be friendly?

However, as a minister and a general, he puts loyalty first.

Deng Chanyu clasped her fists and begged for orders: "I also ask the general to order me to fight for the three armies!"

"General Deng's prestige is like thunder, and I can finally see it today!" Lu Xiong ordered, "Every army beat the drums to cheer for General Deng!"

The drums of the three armies were beating, and the drums were rumbling. Although only the nearby ones of the hundreds of thousands of troops could see the chief generals fighting, most of them stood there watching with their necks straight.

At the moment, there are three hundred female soldiers marching out. Look at these daughters' families, after putting on military uniforms, they are far from Ji Qianhua's comparison. They are all heroic, brave and good at fighting.

After these female soldiers, Deng Chanyu rode out into battle, her eyes fixed on Yang Jian who was sitting on the high platform not far away, there was a little brilliance in her wonderful eyes.

He is Yang Jian?

Was it really Yang Jian who split the mountain to save his mother and attacked the heaven alone?

Then why are you sitting there now...

"I'll meet you!"

Nezha yelled, and couldn't wait to step forward on the Hot Wheels.

Deng Chanyu sneered twice, "How dare you come out."

Nezha was carrying a pointed gun, "I said I would arrest you to warm the bed for the senior brother, so I will arrest you and warm the bed for the senior brother."

"A prodigal son! You are not ashamed to speak!"

Deng Chanyu snorted coldly and rode forward; Nezha didn't go directly to meet him this time, but jumped on the hot wheel and flew directly into the air.

Three heads and six arms!

Nezha transformed into a dharma image with three heads and six arms, but suddenly, four arms flew out, and two heads were disconnected from the body; the light flickered, and the external avatars of Liudao and Nezha appeared in the air, and the seven figures suddenly began to circle around.

When they stopped again, the treasures such as the Fire Pointed Spear, Qiankun Circle, and Huntian Ling were all put away. At a glance, it was impossible to tell which was Nezha's body and which was the fake body with three heads and six arms.

In the air, seven teenagers in combat uniforms pinched their waists and laughed loudly, and rushed towards Deng Chanyu.

Yang Jian sat there, chuckled a few times, he just asked Nezha to make a fake body out of the lotus body, unexpectedly, Nezha made six fake bodies in one go, really...

"Hahaha!"

The laughter of the seven Nezhas was like a magic voice piercing through the ears, which was really frightening.

Seeing the seven figures rushing ferociously from all directions, Deng Chanyu's complexion really changed. Her own shortcomings of low cultivation were fully exposed, and she couldn't tell which one was the real body for a while.

In fact, even a person as powerful as Daoist Taiyi, if he didn't know enough about Nezha, he wouldn't be able to distinguish the authenticity of these figures.

Because it's all true...

Nezha's current body is the congenital lotus root, with three heads and six arms. In fact, he has attached a few more lotus roots to his body. They have the same root and the same origin. How can it be considered fake?

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, seeing Nezha rushing forward, Deng Chanyu could only instinctively hit the five-light stone, stopping the 'Nezha' on the left front, seeing that Nezha rolling on the ground clutching his chest, and said that he had hit his real body.

Deng Chanyu was rejoicing, when suddenly six figures rushed in front of her, punching her with fists, feet and palms together.

"you!"

"Hahaha!"

Nezha just laughed, Deng Chanyu was punched off the horse and kicked into the air, and the six figures punched and kicked her.

Let Nezha pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? It's just a joke.

How did this 'Xiang' and 'Yu' beat him before, and he will pay it back today!

If it were a male general who was beaten so badly by Nezha, even though he was angry, he could still bow his head and beg for mercy. But Deng Chanyu was a woman, and Nezha had no scruples when he made a move, and greeted her face specifically.

"Bastard!" Deng Chanyu yelled angrily, "Why didn't you kill me with one knife! Why are you so humiliated!"

Nezha stopped, but Deng Chanyu's celestial cultivation was a little bruised and swollen.

"Hmph! I'll teach you a lesson today. I told you, I want to arrest you to warm my senior brother's bed," Nezha's voice was very flat, but in Deng Chanyu's ears, there was an indescribable intensity at the moment.

Before she could react, Deng Chanyu was tied up by Nezha with a fairy rope, a fake body pulled the fairy rope, and flew directly back to the Zhou army's formation, holding her head high and showing off her might.

And the other five figures that surrounded Deng Chanyu flickered at the same time, turned into five lotus roots, floated to the side of the figure that just got up from the ground, and he took it and 'plugged it back' again.

No wonder when he hit Deng Chanyu so hard and ruthlessly, Deng Chanyu's real body was caught by Deng Chanyu, and she was rolling on the ground in pain just now.

Yang Jian waved his hand, and the flag bearers behind him waved the big flag, and the whole army rushed forward at the same time.

Lu Xiong has long been frightened by Nezha's incarnation technique. Seeing Zhou Jun's mighty attack, although he ordered to resist, the Shang army and Zhou Jun were defeated as soon as they came into contact...

After careful calculation, most of these merchants have fought against Zhou Jun three times, and now they lose faster each time, but it is reasonable.

How can a defeated army speak bravely?

"Senior Brother! Uh, Prime Minister!" Nezha shouted happily, put himself back in his seat, dragged Deng Chanyu, who was wrapped into a rice dumpling, to the high platform, and winked at Yang Jian, "The method that Senior Brother taught me really works! How does Senior Brother want to deal with her?"

As soon as Yang Jian was about to speak, Nezha began to mutter to himself, "She's actually quite beautiful, or let her serve brother with that Qianhua girl. By the way, I'll take off her mask..."

Deng Chanyu didn't say a word, she just stood there in shame and indignation, her eyes showing the will to die.

Yang Jian coughed twice weakly, stopping Nezha's movements, "Don't be rude to General Deng. The two armies are facing each other, and the soldiers rush to kill. The biggest word is death. Don't be so humiliating."

"Yes, senior brother," Nezha scratched his head for a while, not knowing what Yang Jian was talking about.

Deng Chanyu looked at Yang Jian in surprise, seeing that Yang Jian was pale and seemed to be seriously ill, and the chair below him was suspended half a foot...

"Thank you, Prime Minister, for your protection."

"You don't need to thank me," Yang Jian shook his head, "Junior brother is very optimistic about her, and we will deal with her after the two armies fight."

Deng Chanyu smiled wryly. Nezha dragged the fairy rope and stood aside. Turning her head to look, she just saw the battlefield, Zhou Jun drove straight in, and the merchant army quickly collapsed...