After arriving at the camp, it was almost dark. Jiang Ziya couldn't wait, summoned the generals to discuss matters, and informed them of their battle intentions. They would burn Crouching Tiger Ridge tonight.

When Yang Jian heard this, he was about to speak, but Jiang Ziya said: "I have made up my mind to send troops to Crouching Tiger Ridge immediately. There must be no mistakes!"

"I'll wait for the order."

The generals were very surprised when they saw Jiang Ziya being so anxious, but no one dared to stand up and object at this time.

After all, everyone has been in Xiqi for so long, even Nezha will be aware of his words and deeds. Speaking out at this time will not change anything. Instead, he will be scolded and may not be allowed to go to the battlefield.

Didn't notice what Yang Jian said just now, the coach didn't even give him a chance to speak.

As soon as the war was mobilized, the entire camp was brightly lit, exuding a fighting spirit from top to bottom. Naturally, this scene could not be concealed from the merchant camp's scouts, who immediately sent the news back to the merchant camp.

After hearing that the Grand Master learned about it, he did not dare to be careless and summoned the generals to discuss the matter.

Deng Zhong muttered: "Grand Master, good people don't come, and people who come are bad. Jiang Ziya just suffered a defeat. He is so eager to attack our army, so he must have something to rely on."

When things go wrong, there must be monsters. Looking at Jiang Ziya's war history in Xiqi, he doesn't look like a life-threatening person. Is he so anxious to get angry this time? Could it be that Ran Deng put pressure on him?

Even if it rains, it will not solve the urgent need.

Jiang Ziya's food and grass were destroyed. Even if he had prepared food, it would definitely have a negative impact on his morale. Tonight, the right time, place and people were on his side.

Nezha listened to his show off and said dissatisfiedly: "In terms of the number of magic weapons, my master also has a lot. Just look at me, there are so many three generations of disciples and there are so many magic weapons that I, Nezha, can overwhelm all of them."

When True Monarch Daode broke through the Red Water Formation, he used this fan to incite the leader of the formation, Wang Tianjun, to death.

I still want to end my life as a god, and use my great merits to resolve the sins I committed at the Xiqi battlefield, and then re-cultivate the immortal way. If I burn these hundreds of thousands of people, I am afraid that after death, I will fall into the endless hell forever.

Not transcendent.

After being in the spiritual world for so long and having Master Taiyi as his master, Nezha still has good taste.

Yang Jian couldn't listen anymore and interrupted the two of them.

All the generals spoke in unison. They had no fear for the coming battle, but were full of confidence.

Nezha was a little disappointed when he heard this, and said hurriedly: "Uncle Jiang, it would be a pity to set such a big fire and not burn down the enemy camp."

Wen Taishi nodded and said: "Deng Zhong is right. Although our army won a victory last night, you must not underestimate the enemy. You should use your full energy to attack the enemy head-on."

Back then, he had cast a spell to freeze Qishan, causing tens of thousands of merchant soldiers to freeze to death. It was no longer a choice. If he set fire to hundreds of thousands of merchant soldiers this time, how would the people of the world view him and how would his comrades view him?

In a world where the weak eat the strong, these weaklings deserve to be bullied. If not for the persuasion of his master, he would not have surrendered to the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

"What a fire, what a fire. This fire can turn hundreds of thousands of enemy troops into roasted pigs, haha!"

"Okay, you two, stop arguing."

Whether it is a day or night battle, Master Wen is not afraid.

This fire is the fire in the air, the fire in the stone, the fire in the wood, the samadhi fire, and the fire in the world. It is a combination of five fires. It is so powerful that even gods who touch this fire will be reduced to ashes in a moment.

I don't even have a magic weapon, so I can shine on the battlefield. Strength is the main thing, and the magic weapon is the supplement. These two are so good, but they are boring compared to the magic weapon. What is there to show off about the things given by the master?

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On the battlefield, Yang Jian was not a merciful person. It can be seen that Yang Ren set fire to the mountain and was also very shocked.

Yang Jian's face was heavy, and he rode forward and said to Jiang Ziya: "Uncle Master, although casualties are inevitable when the two armies are fighting, if you burn hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers alive, this approach is probably inconsistent with the purpose of our religion.

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Huang Tianhua said: "It's not contempt, it's just a matter of fact. The name of your magic weapon is loud, but in the final analysis, it only killed a little dragon, while my Heart-Saving Nail killed four generals of the Demon Family."

Jiang Ziya said: "As long as I hear that the Grand Master has come down from the mountain, the initiative in the war will return to my hands. It doesn't matter whether the camp is burned or not."

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Nezha didn't take it seriously. When he was at Chentangguan, he was lawless and acted according to his temper. Even if he killed Ao Bing, shot the boy in Shiji, and beat up the Dragon King of the East China Sea, it was all a small matter to him.

"you……"

The immortals commit murders one by one, but they still cherish their feathers. Are their own feathers not feathers?

Huang Tianhua said: "What's the use of having many magic weapons? I'll pay you for one."

Nezha looked so excited that he almost clapped his hands.

Nezha jumped in anger.

Jiang Ziya said: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion. You didn't see that although the fire burned fiercely, there was a road left in the southeast for the Shang army to escape. My purpose is to force Grand Master Wen to give up sleeping.

The strategic location of Huling is not to allow hundreds of thousands of enemy troops to perish in a sea of ​​fire."

The two snorted and looked away from each other.

Huang Tianhua raised his neck and said proudly: "Of course, my master has many magic weapons, and this is just one of them, not worth mentioning."

Nezha said angrily: "Huang Tianhua, how dare you despise my magic weapon!"

Nezha said to Huang Tianhua: "Tianhua, I never thought that this junior brother of yours, who looks weird, has such a magic weapon."

Now he was reborn with the help of lotus root, but Nezha had no temper. On the battlefield, he was the most aggressive in killing, and countless generals of the Great Shang died at his hands.

Yang Ren accepted the order with his hands raised, stepped forward on horseback, and took out the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan. As soon as this treasure was sacrificed, it illuminated the entire hill. It was really a majestic aura that filled the sky, and the mighty divine power suppressed the ten directions forever.

At this moment, Yang Ren jumped up from his horse and started to fan the treasure fan towards Crouching Tiger Ridge.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Uncle Master, you are merciful."

Under one fan, flames soared into the sky, reaching the sky, instantly burning half of the sky red; under the second fan, thousands of fiery snakes rushed towards Crouching Tiger Ridge, and black smoke rolled on the ground for several feet; under the third fan, everything except the mountain was covered

, everything around turned into a sea of ​​fire.

At that time, I am afraid that when others call me by my name, I will add words such as inhumane and extremely cruel in front of it.

"Here!"

Yang Jian stared at Crouching Tiger Ridge. Even from a distance, he could feel a hot breath. He heard that the Grand Master had no choice but to go down the mountain. Although the gods can call the wind and rain, the prerequisite is to do it.

A fire was burning up the mountain, and it was imminent, but I heard that Taishi didn't have the time.

More than 100,000 Xiqi troops arrived at the foot of Crouching Mountain. Jiang Ziya ordered Yang Ren to step forward.

"Master Jiang, please ask the disciples to increase the firepower."

Yang Ren looked at his masterpiece and felt very excited. Wen Taishi was a powerful official of Dashang and a Qi practitioner. However, under his own pressure, it wouldn't take long for him to roll down the mountain in despair.

Jiang Ziya said: "If you don't need this, the fire is just fine."

The fire was fierce, and the smoke was the most hurtful. Hundreds of thousands of enemy troops would be so intoxicated by the smoke that they would be in pain. Jiang Ziya had already imagined in his mind the scene of Grand Master Wen escaping in panic with an army of hundreds of thousands.

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Chapter completed!