Fu Hui and Ma Xing, the two vanguard generals, arrived in front of the formation and began to scream and curse.
But Long Chen kept listening and felt that something was wrong.
Their words sounded more like flattery, which made Long Jiajun laugh.
Shi Le was sitting on the general platform, holding a monocular telescope in his hand, looking at the situation in front of the formation.
"What's going on with Fuhui and Ma Xing? What nonsense are you talking about!"
Shi Le was very dissatisfied with the way the two of them were chattering.
The crown prince Shi Haoran immediately picked up the drumsticks on the general platform and beat the drums rapidly.
This is the war drum urging the fight ahead.
In front of the formation, Fu Hui and Ma Xing, who heard the sound of drums, turned back to look at the general platform at the same time, with a look of difficulty on their faces.
"How? Surrender immediately, and I will give preferential treatment to the prisoners."
Long Chen picked up the spear and pointed it at the two of them with a smile.
"Preferential treatment for prisoners!"
The Long family troops behind him followed suit and burst into laughter.
Fu Hui stared at Long Chen angrily, pointed at Long Chen with the Crescent Moon Zen Staff in his hand, and shouted: "Seriously, what you said is true!"
Long Chen was stunned... He thought Fu Hui was going to fight, but he didn't expect that he really wanted to surrender.
"really!"
Long Chen's face was solemn and he stopped laughing.
Fuhui gritted his teeth, threw the crescent moon Zen stick in his hand on the ground, grabbed the reins and rushed forward.
This sudden change caught Ma Xing next to him off guard.
"Fuhui! You want to surrender to the enemy!"
Fuhui ignored Ma Xing and rushed into the Long Family Army camp in a few seconds.
The distance was only ten meters, and the horses were fast. Fu Hui entered the Long Family Army camp. Han Ziping immediately led his men to capture Fu Hui.
"King Wu has an order not to kill me!"
Fu Hui raised her hands, looked at Long Chen and shouted loudly.
Long Chen looked back at Fu Hui, who had dismounted and surrendered, and felt a little lost for a moment.
"Be kind to Master Fuhui!"
Long Chen gave the order, and Han Ziping smiled and said, "Master, please go to the back and rest."
More than a dozen soldiers took Fuhui down.
The vanguard general surrendered to the enemy before the battle, and the Xixia vanguard cavalry was dumbfounded.
Ma Xing looked at Fuhui who had surrendered to the enemy, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
Join Fuhui and surrender to the enemy?
No? My family is all in Xixia. What will happen to my family if I leave?
Ma Xing is not like Fuhui, a monk who has no worries and cares. He has family and tribesmen.
If he surrenders to the enemy and rebels in front of the battle, his family will be confiscated and his family will be destroyed.
Ma Xing looked back at the general platform.
Shi Haoran, who was beating the drum on the stage, stopped and looked blankly in front of the formation.
Shi Le was stunned on the throne, the telescope in his hand seemed to be frozen.
"Fuhui..."
Shi Le slowly put down the telescope and turned to look at Monk Kong Ji.
Monk Kongji was also dumbfounded. He never expected that Fuhui would surrender to the enemy on the battlefield.
"Your Majesty...this..."
Monk Kongji didn't know what to say.
Lu Qichang looked at Kong Ji and said, "National Master, Fuhui has surrendered to the enemy!"
Monk Kongji suddenly woke up and said angrily: "I'm a poor monk, go and clean up the house!"
Monk Kongji strode off the general platform with red cassocks flying around his body.
Monk Kongji quickly ran to the front of the formation, followed closely by his two disciples Xinkong and Xinjing.
Arriving in front of the formation, Kong Ji walked to a stop three meters in front of Long Chen.
Looking up at Long Chen on the horse, Monk Kongji looked cold.
Long Chen held the spear, looked down at Kong Ji's smooth bald head, and smiled slightly: "Master Kong Ji, you are well."
Monk Kongji said coldly: "Long Chengen, we meet again!"
Long Chen smiled and said: "Master Kongji wants to be the vanguard and fight with me?"
Monk Kongji clasped his hands together and recited: "My Buddha is merciful, and the grudge between the poor monk and you will be settled sooner or later."
"However, please hand over the traitor first. The poor monk wants to clean up his family!"
Fuhui has been escorted down and is no longer in front of the formation.
Long Chen chuckled and said: "Master Fuhui abandoned the dark and turned to the light. He is already my Master Zhou. He has nothing to do with your Zhaoti Temple, so how can you clean up the family?"
Xingkong pointed at Long Chen behind him and cursed: "Damn eunuch, you instigated Mojie to rebel, and today you instigated Fuhui to rebel. If you don't hand it over, I will cut you into pieces!"
Long Chen looked at Xin Kong, who was tall and tall, with a square face, a tall nose and thick eyebrows, and sneered: "Young donkey, you're going to die before the battle."
"Kong Ji, you have quite a few disciples. Two more are here today. Are the coffins ready?"
call...
Monk Kongji was angered by Long Chen and suddenly killed him.
The red cassock turned into a red afterimage, and Kong Ji was in front of him instantly, punching Long Chen.
Long Chen jumped off his horse, without holding a spear, and faced the empty Arhat Fist with his bare hands.
boom!
The two exchanged punches before the battle.
snort...
With a muffled groan, Long Chen landed firmly on the ground, but Kong Ji was knocked upside down and hit the ground with his head, rolling like a carrot.
"Master!"
Xin Kong and Xin Jing exclaimed, and rushed towards Kong Ji at the same time, helping Monk Kong Ji up.
puff...
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. Monk Kongji's right hand was beaten to a fracture. His face and head rubbed against the gravel, causing the skin to burst. Small and sharp stones pierced into the flesh, like meatballs sprinkled with sesame seeds. Look.
It looked very miserable.
Monk Kong Ji looked at Long Chen tremblingly, his eyes full of fear.
Just now, Kong Ji used all his strength to attack suddenly, hoping to seriously injure Long Chen with one blow.
Unexpectedly, Long Chen's backhand punch actually broke his right hand.
He couldn't bear Long Chen's fist at all.
What kind of terrifying power is this? Is this still Long Chengen?
When Mojie rebelled, Kong Ji had a fight with Long Chen at Zhenfo Temple, and Kong Ji still had the upper hand at that time.
But now, he was completely crushed by Long Chen.
"How is it possible..."
Long Chen felt empty and still, as if the empress was here in person.
This is the pressure from the Emperor Senior Realm.
But how is it possible?
Only the Empress can break through to the Emperor, no one else can.
Not only was Kong Jie shocked, Shi Le stood up suddenly on the stage, walked to the front of the stage, and stared straight ahead.
Shi Le was still happy when Kong Ji suddenly took action just now, feeling that Kong Ji would definitely hit Long Chen hard.
But unexpectedly, Kong Ji was beaten to pieces.
"good!"
The Long family army burst into cheers.
Xixia's national preceptor, the red-robed Buddha King, was punched by Long Chen until his teeth were all over the floor. The Long family's army cheered loudly.
Han Ziping looked at Kong Ji and said in surprise: "My lord, your cultivation level has skyrocketed again?"
Zhang Qian smiled and said: "Do you think King Wu is just picking up girls in the capital?"
Han Ziping chuckled and said, "I'm not afraid of the general scolding me. That's what everyone said."
The Long Family Army often teased him, saying that Long Chen was living a happy life by picking up princesses and playing with female generals in the capital.
Dugu Jiali said: "King Wu has been practicing at home and preparing to attack Xixia."
Han Ziping chuckled and said, "I believe it."
After the battle, Fuhui looked back from a high place and saw this shocking scene.
"Uncle, actually..."
Fuhui was glad that she was wise and did not choose to commit suicide and challenge Long Chen in a duel.
In front of the battle, Ma Xing looked at the miserable emptiness, his heart trembled, and he galloped towards the Long family army.
"I surrender too!"
call out!
Before Ma Xing could rush to the front of the formation, a cold arrow shot from behind him. Ma Xing was hit by the arrow and fell from his horse.
In the iron kite formation, the hussar general Fu Yong held a hard bow and shot Ma Xing dead.
Ma Xing is Fu Yong's subordinate. If Ma Xing surrenders to the enemy, he will be blamed.
Just like Fuhui surrendered to the enemy, Kongji will be implicated.
Ma Xing fell off his horse and died. Long Chen looked at Fu Yong coldly.
When Fu Yong saw Long Chen looking over, the hairs all over his body stood up.
"Master, do you still want to challenge me to a duel?"
Long Chen withdrew his gaze and looked at Kong Ji with a smile.
Kong Ji was seriously injured, his right hand was fractured, and he was completely unable to challenge Long Chen in a duel.
"Long Chengen, did the empress give you the technique?"
Monk Kongji asked reluctantly.
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