Zhan Changfeng looked at the whole scene and saw that two innates could break through the defense line of two thousand people. She couldn't say it was unexpected, nor did it meet her expectations. She just took a pen to record the scene, "Change formation, infantry."
The flag changed again, and another thousand people rushed out from both sides, blocking the retreat of the monks in Si Xunfu. Shield soldiers and bowmen armed with spears advanced to surround them.
Zou Tingwei felt as angry and contemptuous as if he had been bitten by ants, and loudly said: "Five Elements and Bagua Formation!"
Five people from five directions raised the formation flag, and instantly it seemed as if there was an invisible force sweeping away, and the image of the Eight Trigrams was looming.
"Lihuo!"
"Kanshui!"
"Thunder!"
The nameless fire, the boundless water, the rootless thunder, and even the mountains and rivers are changing rapidly with their spells. Anyone who steps in will either be burned by fire or struck by lightning. One is at the peak. In the acquired state, within a few breaths, most of one's life is gone.
Yue Kun and others were excited, this is the method of ascetics!
Zhan Changfeng closed his eyes slightly and wrote a few lines quickly. There is indeed a considerable gap in combat power between mortal monks and monks in the monastic world. The main influencing factors include the level of the Heart Sutra, the strength of external objects, and most importantly, the lack of vision and ability among mortal monks.
"Mount the gun."
Ten Shenwu cannons were pushed out by the gunners and listed under the general's stage. If you don't have enough ability, you can only make up for it with weapons.
The people of the Yue family nearby were struck by lightning, "Big cannon?!"
Yue Kun's face was twisted. The cannons would not be handed over to the local army. One could only be transferred with the royal family's permission. However, he never expected that this man would be so frantic that he even brought the cannons.
Is this crazy?
Yue Kun's thinking was still too naive.
"First door, fire."
This cannon has a charge of 3.7 kilograms and a fireball radius of 4.3 meters. It can normally flatten a 20-meter-high hill.
It happened that the Five Elements and Bagua Formation of Si Xun Mansion had cleared a clearing, and the target was obvious.
"Deacon Zou, something seems wrong." A monk who was watching the battle frowned and said.
"Why are they retreating?"
"No, run!"
Zou Tingwei quickly withdrew from the formation, and the scorching breath came overwhelmingly from behind.
Boom~!
"Huh?" Zhan Changfeng recalled the expressions of the other eyes when Zou Tingwei pulled away, and quickly made a note. There should be a correlation between the Five Elements and Bagua formations. If one person suddenly gives up the formation, it will cause the formation to be unable to maintain, and the other formation eyes will also suffer varying degrees of backlash.
The dark fire and thick smoke dissipated, and it was pitch black within an area of eight or nine meters. Not counting the broken hands and feet, Zou Tingwei was seriously injured. There was still one person crawling, and there was no other living thing.
"At this stage, artillery attack is feasible." Zhan Changfeng concluded and ordered Xuanwu Guard, "Catch that man over to me."
"Reporting to Your Highness, thirty-one assassins were captured alive, including one assassin leader, and seventeen escaped. Do we need to send someone to chase them?"
"No, I'll be back later."
The assassin leader, Deacon Zou, "..."
"Ignorant child, you will pay the price for this. I am the deacon of the Si Xun Mansion. If you are sensible, let me go now!"
Zhan Changfeng used his soul seal to control two falcons today. He was a little weak, so he didn't plan to search for souls. "Take him down and find out his relationship with the Gongsun rebel."
"yes!"
Yue Kun saw Zou Tingwei being dragged down like a dead dog, and felt extremely absurd. Is this the Si Xun Mansion? ! Is this the great help Li Hao gave him? ! Is this the helper of the Zangyunjian family? !
Yue Kun cried and laughed, looking desolately at his blood relatives and confidants. His chest was so tight that he almost vomited. What was wrong with him? For a future that had not yet been seen, he risked the Yue family's century-old foundation. He smoked. He slapped himself in the face and shouted, "Your Highness, the guilty ministers are begging to atone for their sins. The guilty ministers will bear the blame for their death. I only ask Your Highness to spare them the death penalty!"
Zhan Changfeng told a story about a donkey and a carrot. Yue Kun himself was the donkey, the donkey who didn't want to starve to death.
He didn't know why Zhan Changfeng gave him a chance to apologize in the first place, but he knew that no matter whether the farmer wanted to save feed or squeeze the donkey's strength, the donkey would only have that carrot in its eyes.
No matter how vague the hope is, it is still hope.
But compared to the hope Li Mao gave him, it might be more practical to ask Zhan Changfeng to show mercy.
Si Xunfu
On this day, the atmosphere in the Si Xun Mansion was truly indescribable. First, in the morning, a half-dressed old man suddenly came to the door to ask for their deacon, which became a humorous joke. Then in the afternoon, a group of monks rushed back as if they were fleeing and said that Deacon Zou and more than 40 people had been captured alive. a joke.
In the deacon hall, a monk who had escaped from the school grounds tremblingly told the whole story. Under the gaze of eight deacons, his head almost buried in the cracks of the ground.
Lin Zhao's eyes were as big as a copper bell. He seemed angry but not angry. He was more fierce than the door god in the painting. "You mean you, Deacon Zou, led a group of innates to provoke the army and let them bombard them back to their hometown?"
Yu Zhen, who had three clear beards, coughed and warned, "Lin Zhao, watch your words."
Before he finished speaking, someone sarcastically said, "Provocation, huh, before the matter was clear, you placed the blame on Zou Tingwei. Those who didn't know better thought that the army chief was under your protection."
"Hey, Miss Cui, have you gone out to rinse your mouth? Do you want Lin to take you to the river for a rinse?"
Cui Gu's foot hurt when he was stepped on, so he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do it, "You are a girl, and your whole family is a girl!"
"Is the girl in your way?"
Before anyone had time to stop the fight, a soft sound came from the door.
"I've met the hall master!" The deacons held their breath and stepped aside, cupping their hands in salute.
"Okay, don't give me a chance. I remember that the evil cultivator's matter hasn't been resolved yet. What happened now?" The floor-length robe was hung loosely on the person who came, and he was tripped by his own robe. A fall.
Several hall masters silently held the hands they wanted to hold, and looked away unbearably.
The mellow aroma of wine spread, making everyone who had not touched the wine almost drunk.
The hall master got up on his own and slumped down on the chair as if nothing happened. He picked up the wine jar and put it into his throat.
Their bold and unruly hall master, the unruly hall master, the drunken hall master, and the hall master who is suspected of being demoted from above have a name full of flavor, called Jun Wenjiu.
There is an unwritten rule in the Si Xun Mansion. The hall masters are usually disciples sent by the superiors for training or those who have done wrong things. They will not stay for long, so the real core of power lies in the two deputy hall masters.
Deputy Hall Master Liu Zhao has been sent out to investigate the disappearance of the monks. At this time, only the other Deputy Hall Master Yu Zhen is present.
It's his turn to handle today's matter.
So Yuzhen stood up and said, "Let me tell the hall master that we are discussing the case of Deacon Zou Tingwei being arrested."
Cui Gu: "I don't think there's anything to discuss about this. This matter is about monks in the monastic community interfering with the order of the world under the banner of the imperial court. Deacon Zou was captured while on duty. We should rescue him immediately and arrest the criminal." "
"Miss Cui, I am irrational, are you sane? Hall Master, no monks related to Xiaohan Town have done anything wrong. I don't think there are monks from the monastic world behind the army."
"So, what's going on with Yue Lie's request for help?" Cui Gu asked.
Lin Zhao snorted.
Yuzhen Chaojun Wenjiu explained, "The Yue family is a martial arts family in the mortal world. Because they are aware of the existence of Xiaohan Town, they are monitored by the Si Xunfu to prevent them from using Xiaohan Town to dominate the mortal officialdom. There has been no abnormality for decades. So in In this matter, I prefer that the Yue family wanted to take advantage of the troubled times and planned the Huangzhou military exercise. However, there were innate monks among the envoys from the Yin Dynasty. The Yue family believed that these innate monks came from the monastic world, so they asked Yue Lie to come here to invite Deacon Zou. investigation."
Jun Wenjiu held his head and hummed twice, "Go on."
"Deacon Zou and fifty-eight monks went with Yue Lie to investigate. Seventeen of them escaped, and the lives of the rest are unknown." Yu Zhen said seriously.
Cui Gu: "Hall Master, this matter is really damaging to the face of the Si Xun Mansion. I ask for orders to rescue Deacon Zou immediately."
"Shh, wait."
Everyone looked at Jun Wenjiu seriously, and their hall leader was quite beautiful when he was thinking seriously, until... a certain hall leader dozed off.
Wait, are you actually asking us to wait for you to take a nap?
