"Perhaps this is Mingting's trick to suppress the situation. With the power of a country to support him, it is natural for such a shocking and powerful man to appear."
Niu Jinxing, one of the two great stickmen of Dashun, also cooperated with Song Xiance to speak at this time.
The two of them have the same interests. No matter what, the top priority is still to take the power of interpretation of the immortals in their hands.
"So what if I can fly? Please give the emperor an order to lead the troops!"
Liu Zongmin stood up at this time, with a fierce look on his face, "It doesn't matter if he is a god or an immortal who can fly, if he blocks the way for our brothers to get rich, I will kill him!"
"Yes, I'll let you go!"
Li Zicheng nodded, "Of course, if this is not a strong man from the Ming court, try to see if he can surrender. If he can, it would be best. Such a master would be best used by E Dashun!"
"middle!"
After receiving the order, Liu Zongmin agreed and went down to prepare for the battle.
…
On a hillside in the distance, Li Xin was lying here limply with a bitter look on his face. He remembered that he had just been tapped a few times by the old Taoist priest, and then he lost all his strength.
At this time, he looked at the golden light that was constantly flashing vertically and horizontally at the bottom of the mountain, with a look of fear on his face.
Li Xin clearly knew that the golden light that appeared and disappeared when he broke into the army's position was the old man who turned him into this state.
He could see clearly from the mountain that every time the golden light flashed, it would bring billowing smoke and blazing fire into the military camp, and the first one to be attacked was the granary.
As the saying goes, before troops and horses are moved, food and grass go first. Burning food and grass will fundamentally damage morale.
"This old Taoist priest's ability is really terrifying!"
"I am really Dashun's sinner. I brought this man to the military camp, but what can I do? I can only kill him!"
After sighing, Li Xin opened his eyes. He wanted to see if the old Taoist priest really had unlimited power.
While Li Xin watched Zhang Zhiwei moving around and causing damage in the Dashun military camp, Zhang Zhiwei also noticed the eyes of the little guy in the distance.
However, he didn't pay attention. Instead, he was doing his best to destroy the grain depot, ordnance and other marching equipment in the military camp.
As for the purpose, it is indeed not simple. It is to force these peasant armies to retreat.
Can we not kill people or not? After all, compared to the Tatars, those who participated in the Dashun rebellion actually had a miserable life.
Whoosh!
As soon as a grain warehouse was ignited with lightning, countless arrows were shot at Zhang Zhiwei, but they were directly blocked by a Qi wall, and then fell without hurting him at all.
When he turned around, he happened to meet a group of people.
"The demon is here!"
A group of Dashun officers and soldiers looked at the grain and grass that was already on fire and glared at Zhang Zhiwei.
These men and horses are well equipped, and the team is well-organized. They look like elites at first glance. There are hundreds of people in total.
"Old Taoist Master Longhushan, the sixty-fifth generation Heavenly Master, Zhang Zhiwei, I have met you all."
Zhang Zhiwei stood outside the gate of the grain depot, standing tall in the face of hundreds of heavily armed Dashun officers and soldiers.
The wind blew his large Taoist robe, and the scattered sparks swayed with the clothes, making him appear as if he were a fairy.
"If you dare to destroy my Dashun granary, you will be punished by the devil!"
Someone was furious and rushed up with a sword, but Zhang Zhiwei didn't even move. With a snap of his hand, a bolt of thunder exploded, knocking out the person who rushed out.
"I'd better advise you to leave. Emperor Chongzhen has stepped down, a new emperor has come to power, and the three salaries have been abolished. It would be wise to leave at this time."
He did not order the killer. Zhang Zhiwei looked calm and tried to dissuade him with good intentions.
"Demon Dao, who cares whether you believe in the emperor or not? You actually used a demon method to hurt your brother. You deserve to die!"
Tian Jianxiu, the admiral and general of the various battalions who had already arrived at the scene, saw Zhang Zhiwei beating an old battalion expert to death with just a raise of his hands and feet, and he became furious.
He said to the brothers beside him, "Go and get the Crouching Tiger Cannon. Master Song said that this demon is a master of Gang Qi Jin, so he must use firearms!"
Dashun, which has established a court, naturally has its own firearms manufacturing department, and it is normal to have a squatting tiger cannon.
"Want to use the Crouching Tiger Cannon to defeat the old Taoist?"
Zhang Zhiwei smiled when he heard the voice and sighed, "But the old Taoist is not a clay figure who can't move. He will beat you standing up."
"That's it, that's all. I've kindly tried to dissuade you from waiting, but you still won't give up waiting. I'd better be serious about it!"
“It’s almost time to reach the capital, so you’re a fool to leave!”
General Quan Tian Jianxiu Jianxiu sneered and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, so what if you show real strength? You are alone. How long can you fight? My brothers will give you a slap on the forehead!"
"Brothers, kill!"
A group of old camp soldiers rode horses and held weapons and charged at Zhang Zhiwei. These people were shooting arrows and firing blazing blunderbuss on their horses. They cooperated very well. They indeed looked like some of the founding masters who could sweep the world.
But who is Zhang Zhiwei? He is a Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain who possesses the Celestial Master's degree. He has an extraordinary system that does not exist in this world.
"Golden Light Spell - Yang Wu Lei!"
I saw golden light emitting from Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, and his whole body turned into a golden light and swept forward at an incredible speed. He heard a clanging sound like a bell.
The body-protecting golden light and arrow projectiles came together, but unfortunately, these attack methods that had been unfavorable to the Ming army in the past could not break through Zhang Zhiwei's defense.
After breaking through the arrow rain, the golden light flew forward without slowing down. A Dashun old camp knight who was blocking Zhang Zhiwei was knocked several meters away. Life or death was unknown. The horse under the knight's crotch was also knocked out with the knight. The horse His head was hit directly against a big tree outside the granary and he was killed alive.
"Stop him, stop him quickly!"
Tian Jianxiu, who originally thought he could kill Zhang Zhiwei, saw how fierce the old Taoist priest was, and his expression immediately changed. He shouted, "Whoever kills the demon Taoist will be promoted to the third level!"
"Promoted to the third level!"
"Done!"
An old soldier who was hesitant heard General Quan Tian Jianxiu's voice and immediately looked at each other with the other brothers. Then he gritted his teeth, straightened up his mace and swung it hard at the golden light.
clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing appeared, and the mace was unable to break the golden light curse. Instead, the attacking veteran soldier was shaken by a powerful force that made his hands and feet weak.
Then at the last moment of his life, this person saw the old figure pointing his finger in the golden light, and a bolt of thunder flew through his eyebrows, and everything fell into darkness.
Zhang Zhiwei is not bloodthirsty, but he will never hold back when faced with someone who has already killed him.
"Look at the lock!"
When Zhang Zhiwei killed the old soldiers who were the first to attack, these old soldiers took out an iron rope from nowhere, and several horses carried the iron rope, distanced themselves and rushed towards him.
