In the next few days.
The Shang Dynasty and Dongyi armies were officially at war.
In this battle.
Under Wen Zhong's strategic planning, the Dongyi tribes intentionally went easy on him, and Qin Ye's control of the overall situation, the situation instantly leaned towards the Shang Dynasty.
At the base of the Dongyi alliance army.
In the main tent.
The leader of the Xuanyi Tribe glanced at the generals with a gloomy expression, wanting to hear their explanation.
"My lord."
The general of the Feng Yi Tribe was the first to step forward.
He said with a bitter expression," Luo River Defender General Wen Zhong. This person is a god in war. The soldiers under his banner are brave and good at fighting. With just one charge, he defeated our army!"”
As soon as he said that.
Leader Xuan Yi immediately rolled his eyes.
Damn it, five thousand people were broken by a thousand people, and in just two or three exchanges, they shouted at the top of their lungs to retreat after throwing a vicious sentence.
However, Xuan Yi could not say anything about this.
After all, General Feng Yi was not his subordinate.
Immediately after.
He then turned to look at the general of the Yangyi tribe and asked,"Then what's wrong with you? Why didn't they put up any resistance when the enemy ambushed the camp last night?”
"Sir, this matter is really not my fault."
A trace of anger appeared on the face of the general of the Yangyi Tribe. He said sternly,
"Wen Zhong doesn't care about martial ethics. It's one thing for him to sneak attack our army from behind, but he also secretly poisoned our army's food, causing our soldiers to be weak!”
After saying that.
The rest of the tribes agreed.
There were those who had lost on the battlefield and bragged about Wen Zhong.
Some regretted being ambushed.
All in all, we lost to Wen Zhong for a valid reason. It's definitely not our own problem. It's all because the enemy is too cunning!
“......”
The Xuan Yi leader was speechless.
He spoke his mind.
In his life, he had fought with the Shang Dynasty dozens of times, but he had never fought to this extent.
Was Wen Zhong really too strong?
Listening to the reports of the various tribes below, the leader of Xuanyi gradually became wary of Wen Zhong.
As for whether the various departments were deliberately going easy on him.
It wasn't that he hadn't suspected it.
But in the end, he rejected it.
After all, he could understand that two or three tribes had colluded with the Shang army to deliberately lose the battle. However, it was a bit too far-fetched for eight tribes.
If the Shang army could really rope in the eight tribes.
Now, it would not be them attacking Luoshui, but the entire Dongyi submitting to the Shang Dynasty!
Suddenly.
At this moment.
A voice sounded outside the tent.
"My lord!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
A person wearing a black robe whose face could not be seen walked into the tent.
"Who are you?"
The leader of the Xuan Yi Clan revealed a bewildered expression.
"Haha…"
A gentle laughter came from the black robe. From the voice, it should be a woman.
Then, the black-robed woman introduced herself,""I am Daoist Wen. I happened to pass by this place and saw that you were worried about attacking Shang, so I came to help you.”
"Daoist Wen?"
The leader of Xuan Yi was startled.
He thought to himself, Where did this guy come from?
However, since the other party was able to sneak into the military camp without a sound, he must have some ability. He immediately asked,"How does Taoist priest want to help our army win?”
"Milord, don't be anxious."
Daoist Wen chuckled.
Then, he took out a black cloth bag from his sleeve and said,"This is a gift to you, sir. As long as you open it during tomorrow's battle, it will help you defeat the Shang army.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
The black cloth bag slowly floated in front of the Xuan Yi leader.
Then, before anyone could react, Daoist Wen's figure disappeared from their sight.
“......”
The leader of the Xuan Yi Clan looked at the black cloth bag on the table. Curiosity and fear flashed in his eyes.
To be honest.
He did not believe that the other party would be so kind as to help Dongyi defeat the Shang army for no reason.
However…
At this moment, the battle was already in a disadvantageous situation.
Even if they didn't use the black cloth bag given by this mysterious mosquito Daoist, they would have to return to their respective homes in less than two days if the current situation continued.
Thinking of this…
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Xuanyi tribe. He wanted to try this black cloth bag.
At the same time.
The people below looked at each other.
There was a common thought in their hearts.
'Damn Daoist Wen, I'm almost done with filming, why did he suddenly do this!'
No!
He had to report this matter quickly!
.......
Yinshang, Luoshui City.
The consecutive days of great victories made everyone feel like they were dreaming.
Especially those old generals at the border, they felt that the victory was somewhat inconceivable. This kind of smooth sailing battle had simply exceeded their understanding of war.
Inside the tent.
A figure rushed in.
"Lord Wen!"
Huang Gun was delighted.
After entering, he cupped his hands at Wen Zhong and said,"As Milord expected, the enemy planned to launch a sneak attack from the south gate, but they were repelled by our army!”
Initially, he thought that Wen Zhong was too conceited.
However…
The battles over the past few days had been fought.
Huang Gun felt that Lord Wen Zhong was still too humble.
What ten days agreement?
With Lord Wen Zhong around, would it take ten days to defeat these barbarians?
It had only been five days, but the other party had been defeated and the morale of the army had fallen. If Lord Wen was given a year's time, Dongyi would probably cry and surrender.
At this moment.
Huang Gun had already become Wen Zhong's little fan.
As soon as he finished speaking.
When everyone heard this, their eyes revealed admiration.
"Yes."
Wen Zhong nodded calmly. Then, he looked around and said with a smile,"These few days, it has been hard on all the generals.”
"Without your help, our army would not have been able to defeat the Dongyi coalition army so easily!”
"Milord, please don't say that."
At this moment, a general who had secretly mocked Wen Zhong for being blindly optimistic stood up and said with a smile,"
"Lord Wen is a god-like soldier and has won consecutive battles. Without Lord Wen's command, even if we fought hard, we would not have been able to defeat the enemy so easily!”
As soon as he said that.
Everyone looked at each other.
In an instant.
A wave of flattery sounded in the tent.
"Before I came here, I already said that Lord Wen is a talent of Great Shang. It is only a matter of time before you defeat these Dongyi villains!”
"With Lord Wen here, we don't need ten days to defeat Dongyi. Seven days is enough!”
"The heavens do not give birth to Sima Wen, and the art of war is like a long night!”
"Lord Wen has contributed greatly to resisting the invasion of Dongyi!”
"Great Wen can bring peace to the country, and martial arts can bring peace to the country. With Lord Wen around, our Great Shang has no worries!”
On the seat.
Wen Zhong heard the praise from the crowd below and a faint smile hung on his face.
However, he thought in his heart.
"Great Uncle Master is so powerful that he can control the entire Dongyi allied army without even realizing it.”
"It's a pity that Martial Uncle is an immortal who has attained Dao and doesn't easily get involved in mortal affairs. Otherwise, if my Great Shang had Martial Uncle's help, the human race would have enjoyed eternal peace.”
Wen Zhong knew.
This war had nothing to do with him.
In his opinion.
Even if his position was changed to anyone else, as long as he could get the help of Master Qin Ye, he would definitely not lose this war.
Suddenly.
At this moment.
A voice sounded in his ears.
"The Eastern Wasteland alliance army has the help of the Primordial Fierce Beast Blood-winged Black Mosquito. You must be careful when you fight tomorrow."
"Hmm?"
Wen Zhong was stunned.
Then, a trace of seriousness flashed across his eyes.
He had once read about this item in a book.
The Primordial Fierce Beast Bloodwing Black Mosquito.
It was a rare species of the world. Its strength was not very strong, but it was good at hiding and devouring blood essence. Wherever it passed, all spirits would become its nourishment.
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