The weather was sunny and sunny, but the heat was unbearable.
Xiqi City is extremely noisy.
From time to time, simple and easy-to-understand language can float in the sky along with the subtle sound of wind.
"Zhi, enter, Gan, day."
Followed by the names of various relatives, it becomes the most original and simple words.
The most down-to-earth words or sentences in any language are basically swear words first, followed by daily life terms such as eating, drinking, and peeing.
This talent of human beings is probably innate and requires almost no teaching. Even if the dialect is different, the meaning of the other person's words can be guessed based on the expression.
As for the custom of scolding in front of the formation, it has been around for a long time. The purpose of shouting and scolding in front of the formation is to provoke the opponent to come out to fight, which can be regarded as a way to provoke generals.
And the soldiers were mostly from the army, and they were stingy and unscrupulous, so their swearing was naturally vulgar.
Because simple language is the best way to break people's defenses.
Countless soldiers outside the tent were taking turns shouting curses at Xiqi. When one group got tired of the scolding, they would take a break and then change to the next group to continue.
There were also people fighting back at the top of Xiqi City, but the momentum was not as strong. The warm sunshine shone on the earth, and the two parties took off their armor, and they faced each other across the city, fighting each other's national quintessence. A scene that is both harmonious and strange.
It's just that there is no end, there is no end.
Feng Lin, who looked ferocious, hurried out of the tent with his mace in hand.
He looked at the scene outside Xiqi City, grinning, and at the same time joined in the scolding war.
Feng Lin had long ignored Xiqi. The first two battles had proven the opponent's weakness.
He first killed that bullshit Prince Wen with a stick, and then captured Xiqi General Nangong Shi and Chong Heihu alive.
It can be said that in Xiqi today, there are very few generals who can go into battle. Feng Lin is naturally fearless with the magic in his hands, but Jiang Ziya is so mysterious that even if he takes off the battle-free card, he will not dare to come down to fight.
Now he just wants to finish the battle and withdraw his troops as soon as possible, and return to Chaoge to wait for the reward from King Zhou. It is estimated that this time, with the credit of pacifying Xiqi, he may be able to go one step further and become an official like the commander-in-chief. .
After laughing for a moment, Feng Lin ordered a hundred soldiers with the best oral skills to rush directly to Xiqi City. He was ready to slap Jiang Ziya face to face.
"Children, scold me, scold me hard! Scold Jiang Ziya out of me!"
Feng Lin felt that he had seen through Jiang Ziya's falsehood, and couldn't help but sneered, with the corner of his mouth raised.
Suddenly, he heard a sudden buzz in the sky, and then a ray of fire came out of Xiqi, and reached the city in the blink of an eye.
Feng Lin stared for a moment and saw a twelve or thirteen year old boy with red lips and white teeth suddenly jump out from the fire.
His appearance seems to be very similar to the boy Doctor Shen mentioned. Wait, it's not just a resemblance, it's exactly the same.
Feng Lin couldn't help but start to have doubts in his heart. Could it be that Dr. Shen could calculate and really predict the future?
But how is this possible?
This kind of magical power is impossible for a mortal, not even an immortal who teaches his secret techniques, to possess.
Maybe it's just a coincidence...
Before Feng Lin could figure it out, the boy on the Hot Wheels opposite rushed towards him.
When the soldiers behind him saw a little baby coming, they immediately laughed and began to taunt him.
Even Feng Lin dropped his guard when he saw this, raised his hand, pointed forward and laughed loudly:
"Why is it that there are no generals in Xiqi? They even sent out little birds without feathers. Could it be that there is no one left?"
"Little baby, get back quickly. I won't stab the unknown person with my stick. Let that Jiang Ziya come out to see me quickly."
"Hey, don't let that blue-faced ugly man be so arrogant!" Nezha stood firmly on the hot wheel, holding a fire-pointed gun, with anger growing in his eyes, and he directly shouted:
"Are you Zhang Guifang, the one who was shot down by name?"
"General Zhang?"
Feng Lin stood with a stick in his hand, his face full of disdain: "Why do we need General Zhang to take action to deal with a little kid like you?"
"Listen up, this is Feng Lin, the senior officer under Marshal Zhengxi of the Great Shang Dynasty!"
Nezha shook his head after hearing this:
"What nonsense? Feng Lin, I've never heard of it. I'll spare your life and just call out Zhang Guifang!"
"How can Mr. Zhang be a little thief like you who can meet whenever he wants?" Feng Lin looked back on his horse while raising his head.
He had no intention of inviting Zhang Guifang.
Instead, he suddenly opened his mouth and blew out a stream of black smoke. In the smoke were red beads as big as the mouth of a bowl, hitting Nezha in the face.
Although Feng Lin looks down on Nezha on the surface, he is not stupid in his heart. He naturally knows the principle of attacking first to gain the upper hand and attacking later to suffer disaster.
Although it is shameful to play tricks on a child, on the battlefield, you will use all possible means, as long as you can win.
But now that he was attacked by him, Nezha must be dead or disabled. Feng Lin looked towards the sky confidently.
The red bead came in a hurry and arrived in a blink of an eye.
But who would have expected that Nezha didn't pay any attention to it. Instead, he pointed his hand at the same time, and the smoke was extinguished instantly as if it had encountered a nemesis.
What?
He was actually prepared.
This simple scene completely stimulated Feng Lin.
But Nezha was still laughing at this moment:
"This method is nothing more than a heretic and a small trick."
"snort!"
Feng Lin glared.
"You little thief, don't be so arrogant and dare to take a blow from me!"
When Feng Lin saw that the plot failed, he asked Nezha to break his spell instead. He almost died of anger. The disdainful expression on his face was even worse than his own before.
As a pioneer, he had never been ridiculed so much, not to mention that the other party was just a child, and he got angry and got angry.
He fiercely shouted at Nezha: "Kill me with anger! How dare the thief break my magic!"
After saying "Boom!"
The mace in his hand instantly kicked up the dust on the ground, with awe-inspiring power.
Then he raised his long stick in the air, Feng Lin rode his horse, and immediately rushed in the direction of Nezha.
What warriors practice is true energy, which is the strongest in bursts.
When the energy and blood are stirred up, he can instantly fire out attacks that are several times his own strength. With all his strength, few people dare to fight with him in close combat.
Feng Lin swung his huge mace, causing ripples in the air. Wherever it passed, strong winds blew and sand and rocks flew.
However, he arrived in front of Nezha in an instant.
No matter how strong Nezha's cultivation was, even if he practiced it in his mother's womb, he would not be able to withstand this blow unscathed.
Feng Lin was thinking, but at this moment, he saw Nezha put his hand into the leopard skin bag, and then heard a strange noise, and a golden light exploded in front of his eyes.
What a powerful breath!
Feng Lin had no time to react and subconsciously raised the mace in front of him.
"boom!"
The strong wind was surging, and he used his true energy to strike with all his strength, but was accidentally broken by a golden circle.
"Bang" sound.
Qiankun Circle only hit Feng Lin with broken bones and tendons, and almost fell off his horse. Now he finally saw the terror of the opponent, and he dared not stay any longer.
He urged his horse and fled towards the camp like crazy. If he didn't run away at this moment, he might have to stay in Xiqi completely.
Although Nezha beat Feng Lin, he didn't go after Feng Lin. Instead, he stood proudly at the camp gate and asked Zhang Guifang to come and challenge him.
At the same time, seeing Nezha's victory, Xiqi's defenders on the city became more majestic, and countless people cheered loudly. It was obvious that his clean battle greatly improved Xiqi's morale.
On the other hand, the Yin Shang side was wailing, and the soldiers were scattered in panic. After all, their own generals had been defeated, and the rest of them dared not stay.
Moreover, Feng Lin fled back to the military camp in a state of embarrassment. On the contrary, he did not dare to enter the tent, and even regretted it. A thought could not help but arise in his mind.
That is……
I regret not listening to Dr. Shen’s words!
However, it was really embarrassing for him to escape back to the camp in embarrassment at this time, not to mention being defeated in the hands of a little kid. He couldn't bear it on his face, let alone face Doctor Shen.
Feng Lin sighed secretly, covering his wound with a reluctant expression. He wanted to take revenge.
But it was impossible with his own strength, because his spell had been broken.
Feng Lin had already estimated Nezha's approximate strength in the electric and flint exchange just now.
Although the opponent's magic power is very strong, it is not impossible to defeat him, but the magic weapon in his hand is too unnatural.
Can't resist it at all.
However... if he had no chance to use his magic weapon, wouldn't Nezha be like a tiger with broken teeth and no longer a threat?
Feng Lin kept thinking when he saw this.
Soon he had a way to deal with Nezha in his mind.
In fact, it's very simple. All of Nezha's strength is in that magic weapon, but he doesn't know that Mr. Zhang has the ability to call his name to defeat him. No matter how powerful Nezha is or how powerful the magic weapon is, he cannot stop him.
Now all that is needed is General Zhang to personally take action and catch Nezha before he can use his magic weapon, and then great things can be done.
Of course, this matter must be reported secretly to Mr. Zhang, but Dr. Shen cannot be known, otherwise he really cannot afford to lose that person.
Seeing this, Feng Lin had no choice but to pull a soldier over and whisper in his ear.
"Quickly, go in and ask General Zhang to come out to see the battle, but don't make it public, let alone Doctor Shen know about it."
To prevent an accident, Feng Lin carefully warned the soldier for a while before letting him in, while he hid aside and waited for Zhang Guifang to come out to avenge him.
As for Zhang Guifang, she was currently comforting Doctor Shen in the tent, telling him not to worry, and blew Feng Lin into the sky.
Why is Feng Lin, the first officer under my tent, so powerful that he can capture Jiang Shang? Why should Xiqi be afraid if there is a strong wind? The other party will definitely surrender.
This set of moves made Shen Xin sleepy after listening to them. These days, the braggarts don't even make drafts.
Doctor Shen nodded, but he couldn't help but doze off in the fox's arms.
In the end, I couldn't hold it any longer, so I just closed my eyes.
Zhang Guifang, on the other hand, smiled and waited for Feng Lin's battle situation.
But what awaited him was the news of the defeat of his Feng Da Forerunner.
After hearing this, Zhang Guifang patted the bamboo slips in front of her and immediately became furious, secretly cursing Feng Lin that he was a loser. He had just been bragging to Dr. Shen when he was defeated, and he was defeated at the hands of a little kid.
Zhang Guifang stood up suddenly, and first glanced at Dr. Shen secretly. Her face looked better when she saw that the doctor had fallen asleep.
This is simply a slap in the face, a slap in the face.
As expected, I have to pay back the great things I have boasted about.
The most important thing is that he can't afford to lose this person.
Zhang Guifang thought for a moment, but also did not prepare to wake up Dr. Shen. Instead, she walked out of the tent silently. The most important thing was to catch the evil thief Nezha first.
As soon as he walked out of the camp, he saw Feng Lin waiting in a panic, and he immediately snorted coldly, hating that iron could not be transformed into steel.
"Master General, you must be careful when you go here. The evil thief has a magic weapon that is very powerful. You must not let him take action first."
Feng Lin hurriedly stepped forward to persuade.
"Yeah!" Zhang Guifang nodded angrily.
"You just stand by and watch the battle. I will definitely capture the evil thief alive to avenge you."
Without hesitation after speaking, he immediately picked up his gun, mounted his horse, and hurried out of the camp gate.
"Hmph!" Zhang Guifang had just walked not far away when she saw Nezha showing off his power in front of him. Without hesitation, he raised his spear and shouted at Nezha:
"Is the Hot Wheel rider Nezha?"
Zhang Guifang had an angry look on her face and was full of fighting spirit.
"That's right, it's me."
When Nezha saw Zhang Guifang walking out, he smiled and finally raised his eyes. He bit a weed at the corner of his mouth and replied vaguely.
Zhang Guifang nodded and said coldly: "You were the one who injured my first officer?"
"That's right!"
After Nezha finished speaking, he gave a loud drink, spit out the weeds and continued:
"Common man, I heard that your good name can make you fall from the horse, so I came here to see you."
"As for my name, please listen carefully. The King of Hell knows who to seek revenge from!"
Nezha glared angrily. This was his first battle. He had to make a name for himself first, so he started singing:
"When I grow up, I don't keep track of years. I am only afraid of my father and teacher, not God.
Yesterday I will never let you go, so you must give me a gold brick. "
Nezha finished singing and stepped onto the Wind and Fire Wheel. He was already one step away from Zhang Guifang, and the fire-tipped spear in his hand was stabbing at him like a sharp arrow.
It quickly turned into a streak of fire in the sky.
Zhang Guifang frowned when she saw this, but she also showed no weakness in her hand and raised her gun to greet him.
"boom!"
The two spears intersected, causing a harsh roar. After all, Zhang Guifang was a famous general on the battlefield, and his strength should not be underestimated.
Facing Nezha's offensive, he quickly counterattacked without hesitation, but the more they fought, the more frightened Zhang Guifang became.
Nezha's marksmanship was so magical and extraordinary that he could faintly feel that if he was even slightly negligent, he might cause a fatal crisis.
Zhang Guifang was right. Nezha's marksmanship was passed down by Taiyi Immortal and was an extraordinary method.
It's like flying lightning that circles the sky, like the sound of wind roaring against a jade tree. Although Zhang Guifang is proficient in marksmanship and has great power, she cannot help but fall into a disadvantage when faced with a strong opponent.
Sure enough, Nezha roared angrily and raised the fire-tipped spear. The fiery red gun body shone with light, and there seemed to be a vague flame lingering around it.
"Zhang Guifang, suffer death!"
The gunfire that pierced the void, mixed with the roaring sonic boom, was like a fire dragon that burned everything and roared towards Zhang Guifang.
Zhang Guifang did not dare to neglect, she used all her strength and shouted the same loudly.
"Well done!"
The two spears collided again.
"boom!"
Huge energy fluctuations exploded all around. Zhang Guifang groaned and stepped back several steps, but Nezha still stayed firmly in the air.
This scene makes a judgment call.
This terrifying fighting power even frightened Feng Lin who was not far away. He secretly thought that he had underestimated this baby. He didn't expect that he was so strong at such a young age.
If you can live, I'm afraid the other party will show mercy.
However, Feng Lin was not too worried. Instead, he was a little confident because Zhang Guifang still had some secret skills that he had not yet used.
Just as he was thinking about this, Zhang Guifang had already spoken, and he saw Zhang Guifang leap out of the battlefield and shouted fiercely at Nezha:
"The traitor Nezha, when will the next round come?"
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