"I dare to ask the marshal, the so-called soldiers are the most powerful, why do we have to surround and not attack?"

Not only Han Rong was puzzled by Jiang Ziya's behavior, but many people in the Zhou army camp did not understand. Nangong Shi, as a representative of this group of people, walked into the coach's tent and explored the details.

At the table, Jiang Ziya slowly put down the military book in her hand, smiled and looked up at the visitor:

"The reason is very simple. My troops are the core of the other two troops. If there is any mistake, the other two troops will be shaken. At that time, it will be difficult to seize Jiameng Pass and Qinglong Pass.

On the contrary, when Hong Jin seizes Jiameng Pass and Huang Feihu takes Qinglong Pass, the two generals return to the camp, they will bring back the great momentum, which will suppress the Sishui Pass and may reduce the casualties of some ordinary soldiers.

After all, they are not a set of numbers, but a living person.”

Nangong Shi suddenly realized and said with emotion: "The Marshal loves the people as much as his son, and he will respect him!"

at the same time.

Nezha, who had received a pioneer errand, sneaked into Qin Yao's camp, greeted Yang Chan, who was sitting aside, and then scratched his head and asked:

"Brother, what medicine do you think is sold in Uncle Jiang's gourd?

I inquired about it. Han Rong, the guardian of Sishui Pass, had an average ability. Yu Hua, the most powerful general under his command, was injured when Huang Feihu rebelled against the fifth pass and returned to Penglai to heal his wounds.

In other words, there is not a single powerful person in the city at present, why does Uncle Jiang keep his troops on his back?"

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Didn't you tell me the reason yourself? There is not a single powerful person in the city at present!"

Nezha was stunned.

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Yang Chan smiled slightly and said softly: "Nezha, the list of gods..."

A sudden light of inspiration flashed through Nezha's mind and said in a lost voice: "He is waiting for the enemy to come and help!"

"That's right."

Qin Yao nodded and said, "There are only five heroic passes from the Western Land to the Shang Dynasty, and each heroic pass is crucial to Jiang Ziya.

If you cannot kill a powerful enemy in front of the pass, then Xiqi will win, not him, the envoy of the gods!

So, he is waiting for the rest of the Jie Sect Immortals to come."

Nezha suddenly realized: "So that's it, I understand now..."

"Report~"

Not long after, a fast horse rushed to Zhouying, and the knight on the horse's back shouted loudly.

Jiang Ziya, Nangong Shi, and the immortals of the Chan Sect walked out of their tents one after another. The knights were in agile shape and rolled over and dismounted, and knelt on one knee with a loud bang, clasped their fists and said:

"Marson, an enemy immortal named the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit came to Jiameng Pass. This immortal sprinkled beans into soldiers and summoned three thousand fire dragon soldiers. They were unable to penetrate the sword and gun, and the arrows were difficult to be injured. General Hong was defeated and was retreating here. He asked the marshal to send troops to support him quickly."

"Holy Mother of Fire Spirit?" Jiang Ziya was stunned and immediately shouted: "Lei Zhenzi, Nezha, you two bring five thousand soldiers and horses to quickly pick up Hong Jin."

"yes!"

The two immortal generals responded quickly and immediately left the camp.

After watching them leave, Jiang Ziya turned his head and looked at Qin Yao and said seriously: "Nephew Yang, can you accept this Holy Mother of Fire Spirit?"

Qin Yao shook his head and said, "The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit is not an external Jie Sect immortal like the four brothers of the Demon Family and the Ten Heavenly Lords. But he is a personal disciple of the second-generation Jie Sect's disciple Duobao Daojun. Whether it is strength or magic weapon, they are ranked among Jie Sect. Even if I go to sneak attack, I dare not say that I have a 50% chance of winning, let alone facing the enemy head-on."

He has always been very clear about where his limit is. When he encounters an opponent who exceeds his limit, he will not think about challenges at all!

And if nothing unexpected happens, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit has a magic weapon called Jinxiaguan, which is both attack and defense, making it even more difficult to deal with.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's heart skipped a beat and asked quickly: "You are the first of my three generations of disciples of the Academic Sect. Even you are not the opponent of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. Doesn't this mean that you can only invite Kunlun Golden Immortal to come down to earth?"

It is worth mentioning that no Kunlun Golden Immortal is a permanent member of the Zhou army.

Only the three generations of disciples of the Anarchy Sect will stay in the military camp and wait for Jiang Ziya to order.

In other words, all Kunlun Golden Immortals came in a hurry, left after killing others, and never stayed on the battlefield for too long.

After all, this is Jiang Ziya's home court, and the Jinxians are arrogant. Who is willing to obey the so-called Grand Marshal of the Merchant?

Qin Yao nodded slightly and said, "To be on the safe side, I will go back to Kunlun Mountain now and ask Master Guangchengzi to go down the mountain to combat the enemy."

Jiang Ziya breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I'm waiting for your good news!"

Then, Qin Yao set out on the road alone. When he arrived at a place where no one was around, he immediately opened the door to dimension and appeared outside Kunlun Mountain in an instant.

"Senior Brother."

"Uncle Master."

"My nephew..."

When he started climbing the mountain, countless Taoist boys smiled at him along the way and took the initiative to greet him, even some second-generation disciples were no exception.

Such an honor is only one of the three generations of disciples of the Chan Sect. The image of Yang Jian’s first disciple in the three generations has gradually become popular with people over time.

In a blink of an eye, Qin Yao came to Guangchengzi's residence and bowed to him, "Master Guangchengzi, disciple Yang Jian, ask for a visit~"

"Yang Jian... come in and talk."

As soon as he finished speaking, Guangchengzi's voice came from the simple and heavy hall.

Qin Yao lowered his arms, walked into the hall, bowed to the Taoist on the immortal bed again: "Master, the direct immortal of Jie Clan has ended up. No one in the Zhou army camp can defeat him, so Uncle Jiang sent his disciples to ask for help."

"Who is the direct immortal...?" Guangchengzi asked.

The secrets of heaven are in chaos, and even the saint cannot tell everything with just a single calculation, so he is sincere in his words.

Qin Yao said: "The beloved disciple of the Taoist Lord of Jie Sect Duobao, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit!"

Guangchengzi murmured, "It turns out that he is his apprentice, no wonder you can't solve it."

Today's Jie Sect can be said to be the first holy religion in the Three Realms. In the sect, the hidden dragon is hidden. Even if it is a top-notch master of the Ten Heavenly Lords, it has never been squeezed into the inner sect, which shows how high the quality of the inner sect disciples is.

Duobao Daojun is ranked first among the immortals in the Jie Cult. Whether it is refining weapons, alchemy, practicing skills, character, and wisdom, they are all first-class in the world. There are few people in the three religions, even the Anji Immortal of the Ancient Sect, who are not as comprehensive as the other party.

The personal disciples he taught were really not comparable to those of the three generations of the Chan Sect!

Qin Yao said: "A mountain is higher than another mountain, and it has been like this since ancient times."

Guangchengzi smiled and said, "You don't have to belittle yourself... How many years have she practiced, how many years have you practiced?

To put it bluntly, if she takes a nap, you will grow into a master of the fairyland. Maybe in a while, you will surpass her."

Yang Jian's rapid breakthrough in strength has become a new record in Yuxu Palace.

Because of this, everyone is only envious of him and dare not be jealous of him for being favored by a saint!

Shaoqing, Guangchengzi carried Qin Yao in the clouds and quickly came from Kunlun Mountain to the sky above Jiameng Pass, shouting loudly: "Where is the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white jade beauty in a red dress flew into the sky like a ball of fire. Her height was as high as Guangchengzi, and she shouted, "Guangchengzi, do you want to bully the small by the big one?"

Guangchengzi shouted lightly: "Since you know the size, how can you call me by my name?"

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit flashed and she sneered: "The three religions have already separated. Who are you going to pretend to be so arrogant? I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"

Guangchengzi: "..."

This junior is so proud.

It seems that the Jie Sect really spoiled her.

"Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, I will give you another last chance to abandon the gate and leave, and you can still protect the immortal path."

"I'm standing here, do you dare to hit me?" The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit held her own identity and said bluntly.

She knew very well how much connection and what impact it would have if Guangchengzi dared to kill him, so she was fearless!

But she obviously misjudged the tragic extent of the killing disaster. Guang Chengzi on the opposite side stopped talking nonsense, immediately took out the Fantian Seal and attacked the arrogant immortal in the air.

Seeing that Guangchengzi used the Fantian Seal, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit changed her face in an instant. She quickly drove the golden shiny crown, releasing golden lights to protect herself.

However, whether it is comparing strength or magic weapons, she and Guangchengzi are not at the same level, so how can she be able to compete?

With a bang, the golden shiny crown was knocked away, and the handsome head of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit exploded like a watermelon, and red and white splashed out, falling to the ground with the corpse.

On the ground, Bai Jian suddenly appeared, looked at the falling headless corpse, gently shook the soul-guiding banner, and immediately pulled out the soul-sacred soul of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

Qin Yao's eyes narrowed and he shouted softly: "Stop!"

Bai Jian raised his head slightly: "What's wrong?"

Qin Yao said coldly: "What's wrong with you? Bai Jian, you are so bold, you dare to pick my peaches!"

Bai Jian frowned and said, "She died on the battlefield of the Gods. Logically speaking, it should be included in the List of Gods."

Qin Yao said: "It seems that Jiang Ziya has concealed some things from you. Go and ask him clearly."

Bai Jian was stunned and then fell silent.

Guangchengzi took back the Fantian Seal and glanced at Bai Jian with indifferent eyes: "Didn't you hear my nephew's words? Why don't you go quickly?"

Bai Jian looked at the Fantian Seal in his hand deeply, silently put away the soul-attracting banner, and his body gradually dissipated into the void.

"Thank you, Master."

After he left, Qin Yao immediately bowed and said.

When facing Qin Yao, Guangchengzi immediately changed his smile on his face and waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I just said one thing, let's go down too..."

During the conversation, the two fell into the void together. Guangchengzi raised his hand to catch the dim Jinxiaguan and sighed: "Duobao's weapon refining methods are really great."
To be continued...