It was night.
Yuan Futong reorganized his troops and prepared for the decisive battle with the Shang army tomorrow morning!
"This time, we must make that Shang army escape in defeat and make that King Zhou die in the North Sea!”
"In this way, the prosperous Zhaoge will be ours!”
In the military tent, Yuan Futong gathered his subordinates for a meeting.
Behind him.
Bo Yikao, whose face was covered with a cloth, looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot.
It was good to be stupid.
Otherwise…
How can you be willing to be used by me?
"I have decided to launch a general attack on the Shang army tomorrow!”
Yuan Futong announced.
"The Shang army is powerful. Moreover, King Zhou has come and has increased his troops.”
someone said.
"There's no need to consider. This time, the Shang army will definitely die!”
Yuan Futong interrupted the other party's hesitation!
Because of the geographical advantage, the Guifang tribe's 10,000 clansmen had sneaked into the North Sea without anyone noticing. They could be used as a surprise attack.
With the help of the Ji Prefecture Marquis Su Hu, there was no need to worry about success!
And...
A gift from Bo Yikao!
Why worry about not achieving great things?
.....
"Bo Yikao's backup plan…Is it Guifang?"
In the military tent.
After hearing Kong Xuan's report, Zi Shou's lips curled into a faint smile.
The abacus was very effective!
He wanted Yuan Futong, Su Guifang, and the other two to fight him.
Both sides suffered heavy losses, and Xi Qi benefited from it.
"Pass down my order. Attack Yuan Futong and the others tomorrow!”
"Since…If Xi Qi wants to reap the benefits, I can't let it go to waste, right?”
Zi Shou laughed, and Kong Xuan went to deliver the order.
In the darkness.
Zishou's eyes flickered…
No one knew what he was thinking.
....
The next morning.
The morning fog was thick and the visibility was extremely low!
Zi Shou ran out of the tent.
Outside the tent.
There were already many soldiers and horses.
"King, why did you attack at this time? Yuan Futong was in front, and Su Hu was behind. If they attacked rashly, they would be attacked from both sides.”
The Grand Preceptor remonstrated.
This was not a good time to attack.
With Yuan Futong at the front and Su Hu at the back, once the two sides secretly joined forces, they would be attacked from both sides.
The situation was not optimistic!
"Traitor, kill him as soon as possible!"
"I know that we can't attack rashly now, but what if Yuan Futong and Su Hu get together?”
"Then the situation is even more serious!"
Zi Shou said indifferently.
"Let's go!"
Wen Zhong thought for a moment and shouted.
"Wuwuwu!"
The sound of the horn echoed throughout the Great Shang camp.
The sound of armor clashing rang out, and the aura of metal and iron spread out.
Zishou stood on his horse, clad in golden armor. He led the 25,000-strong army towards the depths of the North Sea, where Yuan Futong and the others were stationed.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Zishou felt his heart heat up.
As a modern person who had transmigrated, this feeling of leading troops to war in ancient times was unprecedented!
"Wuwuwu!"
As Zishou and the others advanced.
In the thick fog, the sound of a horn could be heard.
In front…
Footsteps could be heard. Soon after, Yuan Futong led his army and appeared in front of Zishou.
"Is it King Zhou?"
On the other side, Yuan Futong's laughter could be heard."Today…It will be the day you die!"
"Kill them!"
Zishou ignored Yuan Futong and shouted. He clamped his legs on his horse and took the lead.
Putting aside cultivation, Zishou himself was an extremely brave person.
The people had always used the term joist to replace the pillar to describe Zishou's bravery and extraordinary!
"Kill them!"
"The prosperous Central Plains is right in front of us!"
Yuan Futong shouted.
"Roar!"
Immediately after, a beast roar spread out, shaking the entire place!
The great demon behind Yuan Futong had begun to enter the arena.
"Boom!"
Immediately after, a thunderclap resounded, and the beast roar instantly disappeared.
Wen Zhong made his move.
At this moment, the great calamity had yet to occur.
Immortals couldn't act recklessly against mortals for fear of being tainted by karma.
It was unlike when Jiang Ziya cast a spell to freeze Mount Qi during the Apotheosis Tribulation, causing the loss of 200,000 Shang soldiers!
Therefore, Wen Zhong didn't make a move at this moment. He was floating in the sky.
"Kill them!"
In less than three miles, Zishou and Yuan Futong instantly engaged in battle.
Zi Shou shouted and swept the spear in his hand.
"Bang!"
The head of the soldier in front of him instantly exploded.
Zi Shou pulled the reins, and the warhorse raised its front hooves high. With a neigh, it charged toward Yuan Futong.
On the battlefield!
The battle cries shook the sky!
Broken limbs flew everywhere, and the thick smell of blood rushed into the sky.
Zishou took the lead, his entire body was like the tip of an arrow as he advanced into Yuan Futong's army formation.
The battle cries lasted for more than four hours before they gradually stopped.
Zi Shou's golden armor was stained with blood. He held a spear in his hand and looked at Yuan Futong opposite him.
"King Zhou!"
"Even if you are brave and brave, but... You will lose eventually, haha!"
Yuan Futong first roared in pain, then looked at Zishou and laughed.
In the four hours of battle just now, the number of people who died at Zishou's hands was countless. Yuan Futong's heart was bleeding.
They looked at Zishou with fear in their eyes!
He was too good at killing.
Unfortunately...
No matter how much he could kill, he was destined to lose!
"I will lose?"
"Ridiculous!"
"Kill them!"
Zi Shou sneered and mounted his horse to charge again.
"Make your move. Let the proud King Zhou taste the taste of failure!”
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