The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

That night, in the Western Zhou camp.

Jiang Ziya sat in the tent, looking at the gloomy Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun beside him, his eyeballs rolled up and down.

Jin Zha's death was also unexpected by him.

In the camp of the Western Zhou Dynasty, Jin Zha and Mu Zha's cultivation bases can be ranked in the front. He actually died on the top of Chongcheng City.

At this time, although Jiang Ziya's face was full of sadness, and even his eyes were full of tears, he had other plans in his heart.

After today's battle, the Western Zhou army suffered heavy casualties. More than [-] soldiers died on the city wall alone, accounting for almost one-fifth of the entire Great Zhou army. , It is no longer possible to carry out large-scale siege warfare.

Today, there is a shortage of food in Xiqi, and there is a famine even in the royal city. At this time, the food and grass in the rear cannot be supplied, and the army in the front will starve. After a long time, the morale of the army is lax. At that time, the entire Western Zhou Dynasty The army will be destroyed without attack.

Such an ending was unacceptable to Jiang Ziya no matter what, but now, morale was low, and it was impossible to break Chongcheng with conventional means, so unconventional means could only be used.

What are unconventional means?

That is naturally the method of the immortal. His senior brother Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun is a Daluo Jinxian cultivation base. If he is willing to make a move, he only needs a fairy method to wipe Chongcheng from this land.

Although, doing so would hurt the peace of heaven, but as long as the winner and loser can win this war, it doesn't matter if more people die.

The big merchants are ignorant, and Dihao is cruel, extortionate and extorting money. Zhou Wangji sends heaven to attack the tyrant Dihao. Not only are they ungrateful, but they also help Dihao resist the Zhou king. Even if millions of such foolish people die, they deserve it. .

"Senior brother, nephew Jin Zha, died under the butcher knife of Zhang Guifang, the lord of Chongcheng. Not long ago, our spies in Chongcheng reported that the villain Zhang Guifang pickled the head of nephew Jin Zha with salt and wanted to send it to him. Go to Moyi and ask the tyrant Di Hao for credit." Jiang Ziya rolled his eyes.

Twirling around, he said in a sorrowful voice.

Now, Chongcheng has just experienced a great war, and the gates are locked on all sides, and there are soldiers from the big merchants guarding everywhere, not to mention spies, even a fly will not be able to fly out of the city.

Jiang Ziya's remarks were undoubtedly fabricated and full of loopholes, and anyone with a little military knowledge would be able to spot the loopholes.

It's a pity that Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun stayed in the Yunxiao Cave of Wulong Mountain all year round, and rarely dealt with people. In modern times, this is a completely dead house. It's a bit simple to think about the problem. When Jiang Ziya's words came out, he didn't even think about it. If you think about it, you will believe it.

"Zhang Guifang's villain, you are too deceitful. Today, I will make your soul fly away and pay for my disciple's life." Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun was furious, and the celestial light was shining all over him. The city went.

On the top of Chongcheng City, after the great battle during the day, there were corpses and blood everywhere. The soldiers of Dashang were carrying the corpses of both sides from the top of the city.

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun descended over Chongcheng with his real body, and the sky filled with fairy light illuminated the dark night.

"The villain Zhang Guifang, come out and die for me." The resounding voice resounded throughout the world.

Huang Feihu and Zhang Guifang, who were drinking in the City Lord's Mansion, all stood up abruptly when they heard the loud voice outside.

"No, this is a fairy coming."

The three of them looked at each other, while Zhang Guifang's face was ashen.

If it was an ordinary monk, he might be able to fight to the death, but the person who came was a real immortal, unless he had practiced the heresy kung fu bestowed by His Majesty to a high level, otherwise, facing an immortal, he would not even be able to escape for his life. There are no opportunities.

"Uncle Guo, what should I do?" Chonghouhu asked with a pale face, looking at Huang Feihu, fidgeting.

At this time, Huang Feihu also had a serious expression on his face. Although he is proficient in Taoism and his cultivation is not bad, how can he compare with a real immortal.

Now, immortals come to seek revenge, and there are no immortals on their side, so Zhang Guifang's life is in danger. It is possible that Chongcheng will also be affected. If Chongcheng is lost, as the uncle of the country, how should I face His Majesty? Woolen cloth.

The country is now at the time of agricultural reform. If Chongcheng falls at this time and the army of the Western Zhou Dynasty approaches Tongguan, if Tongguan falls again, the reform of this great merchant may die prematurely, and Huang Feihu will also be the sinner of this great merchant.

"Chonghou, Uncle Guo, Your Majesty is promoting agricultural innovation in the country. At this time, this city must not be lost. Since this immortal came to seek revenge on me, let Guifang bear it alone." Zhang Guifang hesitated For a moment, he said with a determined look.

Hearing Zhang Guifang's words, and seeing the resoluteness in his expression, Huang Feihu felt his heart was being stabbed, and wanted to speak out to dissuade him, but he couldn't speak.

As Zhang Guifang said, His Majesty is promoting agricultural innovation in the country. At this time, Chongcheng must not make any mistakes.

"General Zhang, please accept Feihu's bow." Huang Feihu took a deep breath, bent his right leg, and bowed to Zhang Guifang.

"Uncle Guo can't be like this. Guifang is trusted by His Majesty. Now that Chongcheng is in trouble, if Guifang's life can be exchanged for the safety of Chongcheng and buy time for His Majesty's agricultural reform, Guifang will die without regret. "Zhang Guifang came forward, helped Huang Feihu up, and said loudly.

Said.

"General Zhang, after drinking this glass of wine, we will fight side by side in the next life." With tears in his eyes, Chonghouhu said as he held up a bowl of wine, choked up.

With a smile on her face, Zhang Guifang picked up the wine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, smashed the wine bowl, and resolutely walked out of the city lord's mansion.

Standing outside the city lord's mansion, Zhang Guifang looked at the fairy figure wrapped in fairy light above the sky, and laughed out loud.

"Zhang Guifang is here. If the immortal wants to take my head, he can take it away, but I hope the immortal will not implicate the people and soldiers in Chongcheng." The loud voice echoed inside and outside Chongcheng.