Nangong Shi abandoned his helmet and armor and fled back to Xiqi in embarrassment.
Seeing that Nangong Shi was the only one back, San Yisheng couldn't help but trembled in his heart, "No, something happened!"
"General Nangong, what happened?"
Nangong Shi breathed heavily, as if crying, "The great merchant saw through the great master's plan and ambushed me, Xiqi, at Sishui Pass. I have more than 11,000 men, and it's all over."
San Yi suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't believe it, "How is that possible?"
"How can the guard of Sishui Pass see through my Xiqi plan?"
"A total of eleven thousand men were killed in Sishui Pass?"
Sanyi Sheng's heart is bleeding, that's Xiqi's elite!
As soon as Nangong Shi fled back to Xiqi, Fei Zhong and You Hun sent messengers.
The content of the letter is very simple, "A group of Xiqi bandits have been arrested. After hearing about Xibo Hou's benevolence, the merchants can't bear to kill them. Xiqi can spend food to redeem the bandits."
"Each rebel bandit only needs 10,000 shi of food. A total of 10,000 rebels will require a total of 100 million shi of food."
After San Yisheng read the letter, his face darkened, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, "How dare you bully me, Fei Zhong and You Hun?"
“Thousands of soldiers actually want hundreds of millions of stones of food from me?”
"How many billions of stones of grain can feed an army of more than a million?"
"Never give it!"
In a blink of an eye, two and a half days passed.
Xiqi still did not hand over the food to redeem his people.
Fei Zhong and You Hun came to the military camp where the rebels were imprisoned and sneered: "I actually gave you a chance to live. Xiqi can redeem one person by spending one hundred stones of food, but Xiqi is unwilling to spend it. Then no wonder I’m heartless.”
"Write a suicide note to your family and we will all be executed together tomorrow."
When the captured rebels heard that they had a chance to survive, they suddenly looked anxious, "A hundred stones of food can survive? Why doesn't the Marquis save us?"
More than 10,000 people wrote suicide notes, telling their parents and wives at home that if they had a chance to survive, they could redeem their lives as long as the marquis provided food.
That night, Fei Zhong and You Hun sent people to deliver Wanfeng's family letters to the soldiers' homes in Xiqi.
The next day, early morning.
Then they saw Wuyangyang's people, dragging their sons and daughters with them, surrounding the Xibohou Mansion, loudly asking the Marquis to show mercy and save his son.
"One hundred stones of food can save the child, why not save it?"
In the Hou Mansion, all the civil and military officials all had dark faces, "What a Fei Zhong and You Hun, they actually deceived the people of Xiqi!"
If it were true that each soldier was given a hundred shi of food, San Yisheng would have redeemed it without hesitation.
Fei Zhong and You Hun want 100 million grains!
Previously, the total compensation was more than 160 million yuan in food. If another 100 million yuan was paid, Xiqi's long-term food reserves would be exhausted.
If Xiqi has no food, it will be a big trouble.
There must be no more food delivered!
San Yisheng came forward and patiently explained to the people the importance of this.
But the common people don't understand these principles and just want to save their son.
It's even getting worse, and there are signs of an attack on the Hou Mansion!
"The unruly people are all unruly people!"
"Those who follow Xiqi's will are the common people, and those who go against the will are all unruly people!"
If the truth doesn't make sense, then suppress it.
Small-scale bloodshed broke out in Xiqi City.
At this moment, a ray of light fell on Xiqi City.
"Why is Xiqi so confused? Hasn't my father returned to Xiqi yet?" Lei Zhenzi flapped his wings, stood above the Hou Mansion, and asked loudly.
When San Yisheng saw Lei Zhenzi for the first time, he was startled by his ferocious face, but when he heard his father, the second son, he asked, "Who are you?"
"I am the 108th son of my father, and so is Lei Zhenzi!"
"It turns out to be Lei Zhenzi." That day when Ji Chang Yanshan collected Lei Zhenzi, San Yisheng accompanied him and knew that Lei Zhenzi had joined the Immortal Sect.
"Sir, the Marquis is still imprisoned in Sishui Pass..." San Yisheng told Lei Zhenzi the cause and effect, but Fei Zhong and You Hun refused to let the Marquis go.
After hearing this, Lei Zhenzi showed anger, "How brave. When I go to rescue my father, I will take Fei Zhong and Youhun's dog heads by the way!"
Lei Zhenzi flew away in anger and flew towards Sishui Pass.
Then they saw Lei Zhenzi standing in mid-air at Sishui Pass, shouting for battle, "Hey, the Dashang garrison listened and quickly released Xibohou and handed over the treacherous villains Fei Zhong and You Hun, who dared to say half a dozen words?" Words, the wind and thunder stick in Grandpa’s hand will not be merciful!"
Inside Sishui Pass.
The Seven Monsters of Meishan and the Dragon Bearded Tiger were drinking wine leisurely. When they heard someone calling for formation, they left the camp.
"Hey, a monk is here."
"Before going out, the teacher repeatedly emphasized that you should not take action against ordinary mortals based on your cultivation. Now that you are a monk, you can stretch your muscles and muscles."
Longxuhu's eyes were fixed on Lei Zhenzi in mid-air, and then he chuckled, "Senior Brother Yuan Hong, to be honest, I'm attracted to that stick."
Monkeys all love weapons such as sticks. Yuan Hong stared at the wind and thunder stick intently and murmured: "Senior brother is also attracted to it."
"Then how to fix it?"
"Rock, paper, scissors, right?"
"Can!"
In the end, the dragon-bearded tiger won.
Then he saw the city gate open wide, and a giant walked out of the gate.
He was several feet tall and wore a tailor-made Lingbao Taoist robe. Not to mention mighty and domineering, he at least looked a little cystic.
The dragon-bearded tiger slowly walked out of the city gate, looked at the monster in the air, and imitated Shen Gongbao's tone, "It's really a knife to the buttocks, it opened my eyes."
"Master says I'm ugly every day, but today I met someone uglier than me."
"I heard that someone is going to make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger, today?"
Lei Zhenzi stood in mid-air, holding a wind and thunder stick. When he saw the dragon-bearded tiger calling him ugly, his face showed anger, "Ugly, you must die!"
"You are the ugly one, and your whole family is ugly!"
Dragon Bearded Tiger followed Shen Gongbao around, ate nine meals in three days, evolved his bloodline several times, and had already reached the late stage of Golden Immortal.
How could Lei Zhenzi, a little kid who had only been practicing for a few years, be able to bully him?
Although Longxuhu's body was bloated, his speed was not slow. He flashed his figure and walked around behind Lei Zhenzi. He swung out a million-ton fist and hit Lei Zhenzi hard on the back.
Gaba!
Just hearing a crisp sound, Lei Zhenzi flew out and fell hard to the ground.
"Stone rain!" Longxuhu used his natal magical power, and saw stones raining from the sky. In an instant, Lei Zhenzi was buried under the rocks.
"Young man, with your little cultivation, you dare to give me a hard time, Fat Tiger?"
Before Long Bearhu was happy, he saw the power of wind and thunder activated under the pile of rocks, turning countless rocks into powder.
Longxuhu was not in a hurry, "Ugly, not very good at cultivation, but his body is extremely weird."
Lei Zhenzi was born in accordance with the destiny. He was born with a body of thunder. After practicing Taoism for several years, he barely achieved the realm of heaven. After eating the two apricots of wind and thunder, his body was transformed and became several times more powerful. Especially the two powers of wind and thunder, which were fierce and fierce.
However, in front of Long Xuhu, a late-stage Golden Immortal monk, he was still a bit unsatisfied.
The dragon-bearded tiger's natal magical power is infinite. After evolving many times, his physical body has become several times more powerful. He has also mastered the orthodox magical methods of Taoism and has all kinds of methods.
Fighting in mid-air is like an old man playing with a naughty boy.
"Feng Lei Yiqi stick? Bring it to you!"
Longxuhu took advantage of Lei Zhenzi's unpreparedness and withstood the force of the wind and thunder's devouring body. He held the wind and thunder stick in his hand and snatched the wind and thunder stick off.
"Good baby, really good baby. Judging from the grade, he is at least an innate low-grade one."
"I'm fat." Long-bearded tiger rolled up his clothes lovingly and carefully wiped the wind and thunder stick, as if it was a treasure that he had treasured for many years.
