The Xiqi army has arrived in Tongguan.

Emperor Xin of Shang led the army to fight in person.

At this time, the situation has reached its most dangerous moment.

Compared with hard power, the Xiqi army is not as good as the Shang Dynasty.

Moreover, Dongbo Hou Jiang Huanchu and Beibo Hou Chong Hou Hu were still asking for help everywhere and would soon serve the king.

Therefore, the Xiqi army must quickly capture Tongguan and then attack Chaoge directly.

At this time, there was clearly a strong city to defend Tongguan, but there were still hundreds of thousands of "army" stationed outside the city gate.

Most of these so-called "army" have pale faces and thin skin. The weapons in their hands are mostly wooden sticks, stone axes, and bamboo guns. They are not covered by their bodies and have no protection.

Even so, they looked at the Xiqi army with neat equipment and strong soldiers with great determination, and had no intention of escaping or retreating.

Because what they guard behind them is their only hope.

So most of them are not afraid of death.

For those who have a leisurely life and have no worries about food and clothing, sometimes hope seems to be just a remedy for living, a string of nouns on their mouths, and a state of being used to make fun of or even contempt.

But for a slave who has nothing, hope is everything, something that surpasses life and soul.

Chu He gave them hope, so they were willing to die to protect the Da Shang.

This mentality is difficult for modern people to understand. However, it cannot be denied that the existence of this state is.

Jiang Ziya rode the four-way person, frowned and looked at the mobs outside Tongguan, shook his head and sighed.

"Xiangfu! Is there a way to break the barrier?" Ji Fa asked on a horse standing beside Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth and said, "The foolish monarch, the tyrant, the unjust mediocre master! He actually used hundreds of thousands or even nearly one million slaves as soldiers, and listed human flesh as the city wall to block the attack of our army."

Ji Fa's expression is not very good either.

He wanted to kill directly.

With its advantage in military strength and equipment, killing a large army of these slaves is easy and simple.

However, on the Tongguan city walls, the neatly arranged regular soldiers of the Da Shang, as well as the array of archers and various crossbow and arrow machinery, made him feel fear and frightened.

He was not sure of winning by forcibly siegeing the city and facing the better-equipped Shang army.

At this time, we must rely on the power of those monks.

So Ji Fa seemed to ask Jiang Ziya about his strategy, but in fact he asked Jiang Ziya to send people over quickly and directly recruit these slave soldiers and elite soldiers on the city walls so that the army could advance straight into the army.

Although the process in the past is a bit complicated, it is probably the same routine.

The monks attacked the city and captured the village in front, and the Xiqi army followed behind and killed them all the way.

Division of labor and cooperation is perfect.

Jiang Ziya also understood what Ji Fa meant, but could only shake his head and said, "No! If this battle is opened, no one can bear the heavy killing, just afraid that no one will accept the order."

After saying that, his eyes swept across the faces of the gods in the army.

Most of these gods have extremely ugly expressions.

Because in the territory of Da Shang, not only did a large number of their temples be destroyed, but the Shang king also prohibited the people from believing in them and defeated them as wild gods, Mao Shen first-class.

Therefore, these gods not only have their divine power greatly damaged, but their kingdom is constantly shrinking and collapse.

The power of gods is not weaker than that of immortals and Buddhas, and sometimes they are even better.

Why don’t they all want to be God?

It is because of their power that they often do not belong to themselves and are more dependent on the outside world.

At this time, Chu He just took action and they were immediately hit by a fundamental blow.

Facing Jiang Ziya's eyes, not only those gods, but also many monks of the Anarchy Sect, as well as the casual cultivators recruited, all looked away and did not look at Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya sighed, missing Nezha's time very much.

That kid has a bad temper and is very useful. When he gets a little excited, he dares to do anything bad.

Unfortunately, some time ago, Yu Hua pulled him to the underworld and reincarnated.

Otherwise, if you just want to provoke Nezha a few words at this time, Nezha will definitely take it with it if he has committed a boundless blood debt.

At this moment, a Taoist with a smile on his face, extremely obese, with an earlobe on his shoulders, carrying a large cloth bag, flew from a distance to Jiang Ziya and said, "Is it Jiang Ziya who defeated King Zhou on behalf of the heaven?"

Jiang Ziya knew this routine, so she immediately held the God-beating Whip, held the God-Feng Ban, and nodded sternly, "That's it."

"Dare you ask the great immortal?"

The fat Taoist said, "I am a Western cloth bag Taoist, but I have a cloth bag that can accommodate three mountains and five mountains. I know that you have this difficulty today, so I will come to help you."

Jiang Ziya was overjoyed when she heard this and thought to herself that she was indeed a blessing from the destiny of heaven. The emperor worked hard and made such a situation, but someone could still defeat it.

Killing someone and receiving someone are of course different things.

It is difficult for ordinary people to take away millions of troops.

But the monk's pocket was as big as a world, and it was more than enough to accommodate millions.

After saying hello, the fat Taoist shook the fat flesh on his body, swayed to the two armies with a smile, and then opened his pockets.

He shouted: "Come!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the nine heavens and turned into a powerful thrust, which was about to push the army of millions of slaves into the increasingly larger pockets.

But I heard a scorn on the walls of Tongguan: "Where did the fat Taoist come from? I dare to ruin a good thing. Let's see that my aunt broke your pocket."

After saying that, I heard a thunderous sound of the clear sky.

There are two dragons, yin and yang, that meet, and at this time, the sun and the moon are hard to fill, and the sky and the earth are shaking.

A 'click' crack sound.

The cloth bag that weaved for no reason but could accommodate a world was cut into pieces.

The cloth bag broke a big hole and naturally began to leak air.

The suction force was exhausted and it was impossible to put a million troops into the cloth bag again.

"Where did the witch come from? How dare I destroy my magic weapon?" The fat Taoist was furious in hatred, his fat flesh trembled all over his body, but his heart was a little trembling.

The power of the golden dragon shears cannot be underestimated.

In the entire Battle of the Gods, it is rare to see magic weapons that can surpass the Golden Dragon Scissors in terms of the single attack power of magic weapons.

"It's your aunt, I!" A figure flew out from the city wall, holding the golden dragon scissors, and swept over the fat Taoist with a cold look. Then he passed over him and looked at Jiang Ziya in the Xiqi army formation.

This woman is wearing a blue dress and looks a little stingy, so she is naturally the Bixiao in the three nights.

Qiongxiao was injured by the traitor of the Jie Sect. He was still seriously injured at this time and could die at any time.

Bixiao was naturally filled with a suffocation.

Seeing that the fat Taoist's cloth bag was cut and the plan to take away the millions of slaves failed, Jiang Ziya let go of his clenched fists and sighed.

He turned his head and said to Ji Fa: "It is no longer possible to defeat the enemy head-on in this battle. Some people need to be sent to sneak into the rear and stab the Shang king to death."

"If the Shang King was still singing, we would naturally be unable to imagine it. But since he came to Tongguan, he would have no return."

Speaking of this, it is full of ruthlessness, and there is no trace of fairy-like appearance on the surface.
Chapter completed!