"Misunderstanding, it's really just a misunderstanding. Please have mercy, sir, and give Feng Yi a chance to change his ways. We are willing to compensate the Zhao family tenfold for their losses."
Feng Yiyong listened to the words and heard the unfinished meaning of the high priest's words. He was overjoyed and immediately pointed to the sky and the earth.
At this time, a group of Feng Yi clan leaders behind him had already fallen to the ground in fear, not daring to look directly at the superior.
There are clear and strict hierarchies in the Underworld, and the dignity of the superiors must not be offended. Countless past events that destroyed families and annihilated families over thousands of years are the most bloody reality.
"Since it is a misunderstanding, and your confession is sincere, I don't want to bully the small. However, let's note the compensation to Zhao for now, I need you to do this..."
After a while, when Zhao Sheng finished explaining his plan with a calm expression, Feng Yiyong and others were dumbfounded on the spot.
They couldn't tell whether the unfamiliar Nascent Soul Priest's attitude toward the Qianling Zhao family was friendly or full of malice.
Just because this gentleman actually ordered them to continue to force the Zhao family to surrender, and even launch a large army to attack the city if necessary.
Feng Yi had a long life and was well-informed, so he vaguely understood the master's intention in a blink of an eye.
Thinking of this, the golden elixir ancestor of the Feng Yi clan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and instantly realized that this job was very difficult.
However, not only did he have to take over the task immediately, but he also had to do it beautifully. This was a very subtle way of controlling the heat.
Zhao Sheng ordered the others to retreat, leaving only Feng Yiyong in the tent, and then asked about the recent situation around the Zhuzhao Mountain Range and the Nine Demons Continent.
After answering several questions respectfully, Feng Yiyong was surprised and happy. He had noticed that this gentleman seemed to have been away from the world for many years, or had just returned from the outside world, and knew very little about the recent situation in the Nine Demons Continent.
He suddenly realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he could seize it in time, Feng Yi would undoubtedly find a huge backer.
Therefore, Feng Yiyong's attitude became more and more respectful, and he racked his brains every time to reply to the adults' inquiries in detail, not daring to hide anything.
Woohoo!
Half a day later, a long and desolate horn sound suddenly came from outside the tent into the main tent. Zhao Sheng raised his brows, stood up slowly, and then gave Feng Yiyong a few words of advice, pointing out some flaws in his cultivation.
This move immediately made Feng Yiyong burst into tears of gratitude, and he couldn't help but strengthen his thoughts.
“Do things carefully!”
After giving the other party a little sweetness, Zhao Sheng left a word casually.
Then, right in front of Feng Yiyong, he suddenly and silently disappeared into thin air.
When Feng Yiyong saw this scene, he felt a chill in his heart. He immediately bowed into the air and saluted, respectfully shouting: "Farewell, Your Majesty! I will definitely do what I have asked you to do beautifully."
Zhao's city head,
Zhao Shaoyang, Zhao Yunruo, Zhao Yunchu and others appeared behind the low wall, all looking at the Fengyi Clan's camp ten miles away with extremely serious expressions.
At this time, groups of elite armored soldiers continuously walked out of the camp, walked to the open space in front of them, formed a huge attack square, and slowly opened up their formation.
At the same time, priests of the Feng Yi clan wearing sacrificial robes flew into the air one after another, and finally hung above the army. They all looked at the city head fiercely.
"One, two, three...what's worse, even Feng Yiyuan showed up. He is in the late stage of foundation building, and no one on our side can be his opponent.
It seems that there is really nothing we can do. Master, please come up with an idea quickly!"
Looking at the black and overwhelming Feng Yi army, Zhao Shaoyang's eyes became even sharper, with a look of determination and solemnity on his face.
Hearing the screams from the elders of the two clans, he suppressed his anger and said extremely calmly: "Don't panic, everyone. Looking at this situation, the family is bound to withstand the first wave of Feng Yi's offensive."
Before anyone could speak again, Zhao Shaoyang showed a very confident smile and said easily: "As early as ten days ago, I had appointed Zong'er as an envoy to secretly ask for help from Shen Dao Peak. Calculating the time, it is almost time. In less than three days,
The envoy from Shen Dao Peak will definitely arrive in time to bring justice to our clan."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the Zhao family breathed a sigh of relief, and some people even praised him with joy: "The master of the family is really clever. The founder of Shendao Peak was the direct disciple of the ancestor Shenglong. For thousands of years, we have
Our family has been on good terms with Shen Dao Peak for generations, and they have a deep friendship with each other. If there is an envoy to mediate on our behalf, the Feng Yi family will definitely not make things too difficult, and at worst, they will have to pay a generous gift."
"Yes, we just want the Feng Yi clan to withdraw from the army. As for some requests that are not too excessive, we will try our best to satisfy them."
"Alas, it looks like the people will suffer again!"
"Haha, if the nest is overturned, the eggs will not be finished! The family has supported the people for thousands of years, and it is time for the people to repay the favor."
Hearing a bunch of old beasts chattering behind him, Zhao Shaoyang frowned even more, wishing he could kill them with a palm.
But he could only listen and could not touch them at all.
Not long after, a Jingjia army general hurriedly ran up to the top of the city, came behind Zhao Shaoyang, cupped his fists and shouted: "Master, all the clan soldiers are in place, can you see if you can get the clan elders to disperse to various sections of the city, so as to
Just in case something unexpected happens.”
Woohoo!
Outside the city, the horn bugle sounded for the second time, indicating that the army was about to launch an attack on the city.
At this moment, a priest from the Feng Yi clan suddenly emerged from the crowd and quickly approached the city.
"Listen, please hand over Zhao Linzong quickly, or your Qianling Zhao family will be destroyed today."
As soon as this man finished shouting, all the elders of the Zhao family immediately looked at the head of the family, Zhao Shaoyang, with different expressions.
Because Zhao Linzong is the eldest son of the head of the family.
Before, we didn’t know why the Feng Yi clan came to the city with their troops, but now it seems that it was Zhao Linzong who caused the trouble. No wonder...
Zhao Shaoyang took a deep breath and said coldly: "There is no need to accuse Zong'er! Zong'er has a kind heart and has always been kind to others. How could he offend the Feng Yi family? I'm afraid the news that Zong'er possesses the superior qualification of gold and water spiritual roots has already been revealed
It was leaked out, that’s why the Feng Yi clan went to war in such a big way."
"Could it be that...the other party's purpose in asking for Linzong is to turn Linzong into a living puppet?!" Some smart people immediately thought of some terrifying possibility.
"This is not unreasonable. The Feng Yi family has gone too far to deceive others. If this is really the idea, even the family may be doomed."
"Master, don't hesitate any longer. Why don't you immediately bring out the ancestor's corpse and fight with the evil thief Feng Yi!"
"Absolutely not! Our ancestors have taught us that our family must not use our ancestors' corpses until they are in a desperate situation. Otherwise, we will be unforgivable if we disturb the peace of our ancestors!"
"...It's better to activate the blood sacrifice formation, send out the zombie army, use up the opponent's troops as much as possible, survive the first wave of attacks, and then make plans!"
"Quickly... activate the city defense formation quickly! They... are about to attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bull horn was suddenly blown for the third time, and the sound of wuwu resounded throughout the world.
At this time, nearly ten thousand Feng Yi's elite soldiers outside the city suddenly and uniformly slapped their shields with their swords and shouted in unison:
wind!
Strong wind!
The wind is blowing!
Thousands of people shouted together, and the sound shook the sky. The blood shadow of the one-horned dragon and python floating above the military formation suddenly twisted and circled, stretched out its huge body, and roared to the sky.
boom!
In front of Zhaojia City, strong winds roared and roared, turning the dust in the sky into a gray storm and rushing towards the city.
Wherever the storm passed, sand and rocks were flying, the darkness was overwhelming, the flagpole at the top of the city was broken, and people who were fascinated by the wind and sand could not open their eyes.
A series of invisible wind blades were hidden in the storm, easily cutting off each Zhao clan soldier in the middle. Many elite soldiers were killed or injured, and a large amount of blood wet the city wall.
Buzz!
At this moment, a curved white light shield suddenly appeared out of thin air, covering the entire city wall and blocking all the incoming storms.
Seeing this scene, Feng Yiyong looked around, but he didn't see the adult appearing.
He was convinced in his heart, and immediately gave an order with a majestic look: "Young men, come on!"
When the Feng Yi priests in front heard the order from their ancestors, they immediately screamed excitedly, each wielding their magical weapons, and rushed to the top of Zhao's city.
The army below also quickly sent out ten vanguard troops of a hundred people and rushed towards the city.
A fierce offensive and defensive battle began!
one day,
two days,
three days,
Over the next few days, corpses piled up under the city, and blood flowed across the city. The city wall changed hands several times, but they were all recaptured by the Zhao family.
Both the Zhao family and the Feng Yi family suffered numerous casualties and suffered heavy losses!
However, after several days of fighting, Zhao Shaoyang always felt something strange. Feng Yi's elite soldiers were not afraid of death and apparently attacked the city several times. One time was particularly dangerous and even forced him to release the zombie army. In the end, both sides suffered losses.
But even so, Feng Yi's side always seems to be unable to follow up. Whenever our side is about to be unable to hold on, the other side will sound the golden trumpet very strangely and quickly withdraw its troops.
In addition, Zhao Shaoyang also discovered that the Feng Yi clan clearly had many trump cards, but they never used them, such as Feng Yiyuan in the late stage of foundation building, golden elixir talismans, large siege weapons, etc.,
Not to mention, Feng Yi Yong, the ancestor of the Golden Pill of the Feng Yi clan.
Zhao Shaoyang never believed that it was already at this time and Feng Yiyong still hadn't come to the battlefield in person.
But when he came, he deliberately avoided it. What was the reason?
Could it be that...we are afraid of the Divine Sword Peak?!
Probably not. Although the family has a deep relationship with Shen Dao Peak, it is only "quite deep".
Since the death of the ancestor of Huawen, the friendship between the family and Shen Daofeng has become increasingly weak.
As the family's strength gradually declined and no more golden elixirs were produced, Shen Daofeng naturally gradually became alienated.
To this day, how can Shen Dao Peak, as the overlord of one party, look down on the Zhao family of Qianling? Even if there is still some incest, it was hundreds of years ago.
Zhao Shaoyang stood at the top of the bloody city, looking deeply at Feng Yi's camp ten miles away, with an inexplicable expectation in his heart.
"Come on!"
While the head of the Zhao family was looking forward to the arrival of the Shen Dao Peak envoy soon, all the Feng Yi leaders in the military camp outside the city were uneasy.
For three full days, the army, under the control of adults, attacked the city more than twenty times in a row, causing heavy casualties to the soldiers.
And because they didn't know what the Lord was thinking, Feng Yi's cultivators were afraid to fight, and more than twenty of their own priests were killed and wounded, which made everyone feel heartbroken.
Seeing such a miserable situation, Feng Yi, who was originally an elder of a wealthy family, could not help but bravely make a suggestion to Feng Yiyong: "Old Ancestor, do you think... I would like to say hello to you, sir?"
"Hmph, you go, or I go!" After hearing this, Feng Yiyong's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he turned his head and glared at Feng Yiyuan.
"Ohara has no intention of atonement for our ancestors! It's just... I feel sorry for the many casualties among my clan members."
"Don't worry, my clan members will never die in vain! As for my lord's intentions, you will know for yourself in the future."
Only Feng Yiyong himself knew that he had received a great opportunity in the past three days.
The adult gave some casual instructions and gave him the elixir, which actually loosened the shackles he had held for many years. He only needed to go back and retreat for two years, and he would definitely break through the third level of the golden elixir and successfully advance to the middle stage of the golden elixir.
By then, the status of the Fengyi clan will be greatly different, and they will surely usher in a new situation!
"If... I can please Master Tianqiong! Then I... maybe I can reach the late stage of Golden Core, or even..."
Thinking of this, the wildfire in Feng Yiyong's heart burned brighter and hotter, and a huge six-armed wind god appeared faintly behind him.
Suddenly,
Feng Yiyong's face was filled with joy, and he flew up from the golden chair in an instant, rushing out of the tent like a strong wind, leaving a group of people at a loss.
In just a short moment, he had flown a hundred miles away and landed on the top of a gentle hill.
A flash of fire flashed, and Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared not far away.
"Long live and be blessed, sir!" Feng Yiyong quickly stepped forward to salute.
Zhao Sheng flicked out a jade slip with his fingers, and said calmly: "You did a good job, and this is a reward for you."
"Thank you, sir, for the treasure!" Feng Yiyong caught the jade slip and couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the secret method recorded in it.
Zhao Sheng just gave away half a copy of "Seven Absolute Wind Curse", and Zhao Sheng didn't care at all.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Next, you immediately stop attacking the city and start negotiating with Zhao. During the negotiation process, in addition to banning hands, other methods include exerting extreme pressure and sowing discord.
You can use any means such as decomposition and disintegration with confidence. You understand!"
Upon hearing this, countless thoughts flashed through Feng Yiyong's mind, and he vaguely sensed the profound meaning of the Lord's move, and secretly sighed: "Alas,... Mrs. Zhao is really lucky!"
When he thought of this, he bowed and shouted without hesitation, "I will listen to your instructions carefully! I will definitely handle this matter properly."
The moon sets and the sun rises, and it's a new day.
The Feng Yi clan suddenly stopped attacking the city, and instead sent a group of people headed by Feng Yiyuan to fly to the top of the city in a generous manner, shouting that they hoped to start negotiations with the Zhao family.
Although Zhao Shaoyang and others could not figure out what the other party was thinking, they were overjoyed and quickly agreed.
one day
two days,
three days,
...
After three consecutive days of negotiations, the two sides had too many differences and the progress of the negotiations was slow.
Everyone in the Zhao family was not happy at all, but they were so angry that their mouths were filled with smoke.
It's just because Feng Yi's requirements are too high, his attitude is extremely bad, and he goes too far.
Looking at the increasingly impatient Feng Yi clan, and the serious threat that Ancestor Feng Yi will come at any time.
The attitudes of the people in power in the Zhao family have also begun to diverge significantly. There are surrender and peace factions led by the elders of the two clans, there are also the war faction represented by the great elders, and of course there are also a very small number of neutral factions.
Zhao Shaoyang neither took the initiative nor surrendered, but tried to delay as much time as possible.
But after so many days, there has been no news from Shen Dao Peak.
This abnormal situation made Zhao Shaoyang's heart gradually sink, and the pressure on him was increasing day by day.
His best strategy was to delay and wait until Shen Dao Peak sent someone to deliver justice.
Now it seems...there is little hope.
The middle strategy is to spend a lot of money to hire a casual Jindan cultivator, hoping that the Feng Yi clan will retreat in the face of difficulties, but so far no one has dared to accept the reward.
The most difficult and easiest strategy is to invite the corpses of ancestors and reveal all the trump cards at the same time to see if they can scare away the Feng Yi clan.
If you can, everyone will be happy.
You can't just... hand over people and goods, just to preserve a bit of the family's vitality.
However, Zhao Shaoyang didn't know that all this was just a test.