Chapter 730 The Mission of Mi Wenming 2

Da Peng smiled bitterly: "The young gentleman's words are serious. It can be said that you have made great contributions to our Sanmiao Kingdom just by bringing your majesty's voice."

Shi Wenming stared at Yusha, smiling in his mouth, but gloomy gushed out of his face.

"If you want to say it, just make it clear." Jin Potian said angrily, "What great contribution can you do to me, San Miao?"

I only drink and don't talk. Gong Sha shook his head helplessly and handed Chi You Zhiyu to him: "This is what the young gentleman brought."

"What?" Jin Potian was dumbfounded. This is the token of Emperor Miao!

"That's it," Yu Sha simply explained directly. He refined the soul of spiritual water before his death. He met Shaoqiu on the road and treated him with spiritual water. "Now the Yu tribe has allied with me, San Miao, to deal with Di Yao."

Hundreds of years of hatred, but it became an ally in an instant. Before Jin Potian returned, Yansha said again, "Your Majesty has made a deployment to the battle in front of you through a trace of spiritual power attached to the enlightened beast."

"Good!" Jin Potian was happy, "I knew that this boy Shaoqiu... Pooh... Your Majesty, Your Majesty's talent can definitely take on a great responsibility. What did he say?

"Your Majesty's message," Jing Lie said coldly, "I want to lure the emperor's army across the Yangtze River and divide it into troops. When he besiege Miaodu, he will give up Miaodu, and Sanmiao will move south."

"..." Jin Potian was stunned.

Lingshan, Fengshen Valley.

This long sloping valley is the only way to enter Lingshan Mountain. The dangerous peaks on both sides are standing, and the strange rocks are ga. The long wind blows down, sweeps the holes in the mountains, and makes tens of millions of hiss, like a group of ghosts, and the gods roar. Therefore, the Dongmiao people call it the Valley of the Wind God.

The mouth of Fengshen Valley is built with a bouldered wall, which is as high as 15 feet. There is a road on the wall, which can accommodate eight horses in parallel and go straight to the ridges on both sides. It has always been stationed by the most elite Fengshen Legion of Dongmiao.

At this time, Fangfeng was standing on the wall worrying, and his gray hair fluttered in the wind, wrapped on the bronze forehead, which was extremely messy. Fangfeng, Zhongshan and Dongmiao are the two most powerful tribes, and Fangfeng is known as the first master of Dongmiao. In Dongmiao, it can be said that its status is supreme.

But now, he looks at the dense 20,000 Ximiao soldiers in Fengshen Valley, but he no longer feels high - although this group of soldiers are prisoners, although his order can make their bones empty. The left and right ridges are covered with rolling stones. As long as he waved his hand, countless boulders will fill the valley in an instant. However, at this time, he feels that he has become a prisoner.

Captives of ambition.

Adhering to the order of Zhu Yin Shen, he lured the 20,000 troops of Xi Miao into the valley. According to Zhu Yin Shen's plan, he directly filled the valley and destroyed the main force of Xi Miao. Then he stood still and waited for Di Yao to destroy Xi Miao, and his own strength was greatly damaged. When Dong Miao waved his troops south again to defeat Di Yao. From then on, San Miao unified...

However, he couldn't do this.

Not only 20,000 lives of the same root and the same origin, but also this move will cause the seedlings to be broken and make him a sinner for thousands of years. What's more difficult is that Guiye, the old man who has saved his countless lives, is also in the valley!

The Guiye clan is the largest tribe in Sanmiao Kingdom, with a vast area nearly a thousand miles southeast of Dongtingze, called Fuqianyuan. The population has reached 20,000 to 30,000, with tens of thousands of armored warriors. Therefore, the Guiye clan served as the elder of Sanmiao on behalf of others, and his status was respected. This generation of ghost night elders is even more powerful. In the era of Emperor Xuanyou's reign, he was once called two heroes together with Xuanli and had a high prestige in China.

The most unconvinced person in Fangfeng's life is Guiye. One is known as Dongmiao's first, and the other is called Ximiao's first. It's strange that the two people can't wipe the sparks. What makes Fangfeng's depressed is that before he challenges Guiye, Guiye saved his life on the battlefield. Before he could return the love, Guiye saved his life and saved his two sons. Fangfeng had no face to fight with him. At that time, there were many battles between Sanmiao and Yanhuang. The two fought side by side, so the debt he owed was generally rolled more and more snowballs. As a result, today, he had seven lives, the eldest son had one life, and the youngest son had three lives...

"Ah--" Fangfeng roared depressedly. Guiye, this old man, you are so powerful, can the valley trap you? How good it is that you have escaped. You have to live and die with the soldiers and volunteer to stay in the valley.

Can you really order to fill the valley and bury the ghost night?

Where is the face? Where can I put my conscience?

A group of Ximiao soldiers in Fengshen Valley seemed to be stationed in their own courtyard. Some were playing wrestling, some were singing, some were dancing, and some were actually fucking teaming up to practice. I don't know where the spirit came from. I was so happy to be a prisoner. Since the Fangfeng clan doesn't want to kill them, of course they don't want them to starve to death - this is not what a noble gentleman would do, so food and drinking water send people to tie the rope every day.

"Father," Feng Changpu, the leader of the Fengshen Legion, whispered, "Candle Yinshen has issued another order to kill the Ximiao people immediately."

"I know!" Feng Changsai was his youngest son. Fang Feng roared impatiently, "The problem is that the old ghost Ye is in it. Can you kill him?"

The wind was long and silent, and he also owed him three lives.

"Well...isn't that against the order of Zhuyin God?" The wind is long and reminds his father.

"Of course that won't work. Let me think about it, let's think about it..." Fangfeng beat his head, "Why don't you go to the valley and invite the ghost Yeshi out? Oh... by the way, I've invited him three times... Why don't you tie him up!"

Feng Chang looked at his father strangely, and Fang Feng also woke up. Except for Zhu Yinshen, who can kidnap Gui Ye from all the armies?

While worrying, suddenly a soldier in the city shouted, "Your Majesty, Commander, look, there is someone outside the city."

Everyone turned around and looked at it. Suddenly, they were stunned and saw a group of people slowly walking on the hillside outside the city. At present, a person's black robe is flying like night, with long silver hair on his head, while riding a long-horned golden lion-like monster, black and white and golden, the contrast is extremely strange.

The people behind him are even more strange. They are actually four skeleton-like guys. Two of them are wearing black armor and holding their heads in their hands, showing a zombie-like face. The other two guys are simply zombies wrapped in linen.

A group of people came slowly and got closer and closer. Gradually, Fangfeng's whole body was shocked, and his face was shocking. Others were still full of surprise and curiosity. Who on earth is this man who dares to take four zombies to Lingshan Mountain?

"Father, who is this man?" Feng Changsrow frowned, "Why is it a little familiar?"

"No one knows him." Fang Feng said lightly, "When he walks in a hundred steps, everyone will shoot arrows at the same time. Remember, use the water of the rotten god.

"Oh--" Feng Chang ordered in a puzzled way.

The soldiers bent their bows at the same time, and the arrows stained with the water of the rotten god showed a stingling blue light in the sunlight. The five people rode as if they were unknown, talking and laughing in a low voice, looking at the whole city as nothing.

Walking to a hundred steps, under the order of the long wind, the banging strings were terrible, and countless arrowheads densely covered more than ten feet around the five people, weaving into a tightly impenetrable net of arrowheads.

The teenager on the back of the golden monster looked up and glanced at him, and then lowered his head and continued to speak. He didn't know what was teasing him, and actually giggled. The four zombies behind him seemed to look sad and indignant. At the same time, they raised their arms and suddenly flew out countless fireballs. As soon as the sharp arrows touched them, they immediately turned into ashes, and soot rose from the sky.

Then a zombie waved his hand, and a heavy rain swept over, and the dust dispersed. The ground is clean. There was not even an arrow left, but it was melted by the fire just now!

The city suddenly became silent.

"Alas, you scare people!" The teenager muttered and said, "Stay here!" Dongmiao people are timid, you look..."

The Dongmiao warrior on the top of the city suddenly exploded his lungs and was about to scold. Suddenly, the teenager raised his head and smiled, "Mr. Feng, I haven't seen you for months. Are you all right?"