Chapter 332 Ask for an explanation

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The next morning.

Outside Chenzhou City, flags were waving.

In the past few days, Qiao Yan has recruited many civilians to act as actors, and the number has been expanded to 4,500. Together with the original more than 5,000 Chenzhou defenders and the 20,000 troops and horses rushing to the capital, a total of 30,000 troops are ready to go.

Concubine Yun also came. She wanted to witness the battle with her own eyes, so Zhao An arranged for Jiuyin to protect her personally.

Click on the table.

Zhao An was wearing a majestic cloak, held up the edict and said loudly: "Soldiers, within the territory of Daxia, there are rivers and lakes forces who disobey the king and insult the imperial court. They should be punished for their crimes! Today, I have been ordered by the emperor to punish the thieves and return Daxia to them. The world is bright and clear!"

"Begging for thieves!"

"Begging for thieves!"



The voices of 30,000 sergeants were overwhelming, and thousands of people performing in groups also waved flags and shouted vigorously, and the momentum was quite high.

Zhao An gave Qiao Yan a look, and the latter immediately drew out his long sword and shouted, "The army is moving forward, destroy Fuyun Mountain!"

With an order, a roar swept across the sky.

The people of Chenzhou who were watching from a distance felt their blood boiling.

They don't know when Fuyunshan offended the imperial court, but Fuyunshan did kill many people from the imperial court back then. Now it is reasonable for the imperial court to liquidate them.

Thirty thousand sergeants rushed to Fuyun Mountain carrying provisions, grass and baggage.

Fuyun Mountain is only a dozen miles away from Chenzhou City, and it only takes an hour from departure to arrival.

The disciples on the mountain all felt numb when they saw such a formation.

"That dog eunuch is serious!"

"Is he sick? There are many ways to see the palace master, why do you have to attack the mountain gate!"

"How can we fight like this? We're going to vote, right?"

Thirty thousand troops were scattered at the foot of the mountain, their power was frightening, and the ordinary disciples Ma Zhao, Huitong and Qing Ming didn't look good.

There were so many people, they couldn't kill them even if they cut them off with their swords.

"Pull up!"

Zhao An tightened the reins and shouted, huge catapults appeared one after another from behind, twenty of them at a glance, and the huge speculative cantilever made the entire Fuyun Mountain silent.

Not to mention, the baggage trains in the capital put down tarpaulins, and jars of fire oil were arranged neatly.

Seeing this, Concubine Yun's beauty turned pale. Wu Yan and Marquis Tongwu looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

Add more fire oil to the catapult, this is the rhythm that will burn Fuyun Mountain to the ground!

In fact, Zhao An had something even more ruthless. Then another vehicle parked in the distance. When he opened it, he saw that it was full of explosives.

Zhao An planned to use a catapult to throw heavy fire oil first, and then throw explosives after the mountain was burning.

These explosives are enough to plow the entire Yunding Palace residence, ensuring that no one is left alive.

"kill!"

Qiao Yan raised his arms and the sound of killing filled the mountains and plains!

The disciples on the mountain had never seen such a battle before. Looking at the filled oil tanks on the trebuchet, they were simply out of their minds.

"Devil! He is the devil!"

"Elder brother, let's surrender!"

The disciples were really scared this time. Once the opponent attacked the mountain gate, Yunding Palace would instantly turn into a sea of ​​fire. What's more, the devil had prepared explosives, so he wouldn't even leave a whole body behind for them.

Huitong thought for a while, and finally sighed and asked his disciples to calm down. He personally went down the mountain and shouted, "Master Zhao, stop it!"

Uh-huh!

Countless swords and guns surrounded him. He clasped his hands together and smiled bitterly: "Master Zhao, why bother?"

Zhao An played with the riding whip and replied jokingly: "Monk, aren't you very picky? Why don't you bark?"

Gudong!

Huitong knelt down and said, "The young monk is also following orders, and I hope you will atone for your sins."

After saying that, he nodded and kowtowed so hard that his forehead was bruised.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

This being who is infinitely close to the Grand Master actually knelt down and begged for mercy. This shows that he has deep feelings for Yunding Palace. Otherwise, even if he can't defeat him, he can still escape. Wu Gu, Jiu Yin and Qiao Yan will probably go together. Can't keep him either.

Tongwu Hou coughed and gave Zhao An a look, that's about it. The purpose of today was just to see the palace master. Now the momentum was so loud that the disciples of the mountain sect were frightened. The chief disciple knelt down and returned. Nothing to be dissatisfied with.

But Zhao An was just not satisfied and sneered at Huitong: "I came here with such a big battle, but you knelt down. I'm very unhappy."

After saying that, he gave an order.

"projection!"

"don't want!"

Huitong was shocked, but it was too late.

Boo hoo hoo——

Densely packed trebuchets were launched, and swarms of fierce oil tanks flew up to the Yunding Palace.

There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the disciples on the mountain fled in shock. There were splashes of fire oil everywhere in the square. As long as there was a fire, it would burst into flames!

No one dared to move, they all held their breaths and feared for their lives. Fortunately, there was no open flame nearby.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhao An was sitting high on horseback, looking down at Huitong, whose face was ashen, "Little monk, do you accept it?"

Huitong smiled miserably, "Young monk is convinced, convinced..."

"Just accept it. Go and call your brothers and sisters. They all kneel down and kowtow three times to Miss Jiuyin!"

Zhao An's eyes widened and he showed no anger or authority.

Huitong shuddered and hurriedly waved to the mountain. Suddenly, a crowd of disciples ran down and were disarmed at the same time, including Qing Ming.

Jiuyin looked at Zhao An in surprise, suddenly feeling like he was being protected.

She was used to seeing fighting and hatred in her life, and she had always been alone. But this time, she actually experienced the feeling of being cared for by others, and she didn't dislike this emotion, and even enjoyed it.

Yun Zhi blinked when he saw this, causing Jiu Yin to quickly lower his head.

Yun Zhi naturally knew that Zhao An liked Jiu Yin, but she had no objection. Who wouldn't love a man with unparalleled talents and such protective measures?

However, the disciples on the mountain became noisy and wanted them to kneel down, but there was no way!

"We, all of our dignified Fuyun Mountain disciples, stand tall and upright, how can we bow our knees to a eunuch!"

"If you don't kneel down, kill us!"

The disciples shouted in anger.

Zhao An narrowed his eyes, and suddenly the catapult in the distance was loaded with fire oil again, and round after round of fire oil was thrown up the mountain.

The disciples looked at each other.

This bastard is determined to destroy Fuyun Mountain!

Seeing this, Qing Ming gritted his teeth and knelt beside Huitong.

He surrendered. Fuyun Mountain was his home and his root.

The other disciples were speechless and finally stopped, lowering their heads and bending their knees.

Soon all the disciples fell to their knees, and the atmosphere was very oppressive.

Marquis Tongwu's eyelids were twitching, and Wu Shi was a little nervous. After all, there was a big BOSS behind him. If the greatest grandmaster in the world didn't want to see his disciples humiliated and suddenly killed him down the mountain, who could stop him?

Everyone present will die.

Thinking of this, Marquis Tongwu said secretly: "Brother, it's almost done..."

Zhao An shook his head and said: "No, who threw the weapon before? Stand up for yourself!"

A group of Genting disciples kneeling on the ground looked at each other, and then a dozen of them stood up.

Zhao An said: "Yes, he is quite responsible. Come here, pull him down and beat me until he is half dead."

"Here!"

Dozens of soldiers dragged away the dozen disciples like tigers and wolves.