Chapter 909: The Old Enemy

Sure enough, as Zhao Yun expected, Zhimo once again made a mistake in military judgment and firmly believed that the Tang Army would not attack.

In his opinion, the Tang army had just occupied the devil's mouth, and he was unfamiliar with the place, so the first thing to do was definitely to send scouts to collect intelligence.

To this end, he also specially dispatched demon soldiers to seal off the surrounding void to ensure that not a single fly could fly out.

If the generals of the Tang Army were not Zhao Yun, but the rest of the people, his military layout this time would undoubtedly be successful, and after delaying for enough time, maybe he would be able to turn defeat into victory.

But alas......

"My lord, there is a man from outside the camp, claiming to be the messenger of the king, and he wants you to go and greet him. ”

Just as the Wise Demon was secretly proud of his plan, a guard ran over and reported respectfully, making his face instantly turn ugly.

No one wants their rights to be divided.

"Let me see what kind of sacredness it is, with such a big breath, and dare to dominate the guests. ”

Zhimo thought coldly, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards the gate of the camp with a few guards.

At this time, at the gate of the camp, there was a slight panic, and dozens of soldiers, armed with weapons, surrounded a slender figure.

"Get out of the way, don't get in front of the seat. ”

In the encirclement, the figure did not change color, and his hands were inserted in the black robe, exuding a cold aura.

This bone-piercing coldness made the surrounding air freeze, and it seemed that there was no other emotion except cold.

"What kind of experience made his temperament so cold?"

The wise demon who rushed over, saw the arrogant figure, thought in his heart, groaned slightly, and strode forward.

"What are you doing with your weapons? This is the envoy of the king, why don't you hurry up and salute?"

Zhimo's face sank, and he scolded dissatisfiedly.

"See the general!"

Dozens of soldiers saw the coming, hurriedly saluted, and then shouted to the black-robed figure: "I have seen the messenger!"

The former is seen, the latter is seen, although there is only a word difference, but the degree of respect is very different.

It can be seen that in the hearts of all the soldiers, they did not take this messenger in their eyes at all.

The army is outside, only the generals, not the king!

From the surface of this phenomenon, we can infer the essence of the Demon Realm, that is, the rulers of the Demon Realm are unpopular with the people, and only maintain their rule with their blood and strength.

"General Zhimo, although this envoy is just an ordinary demon, he also represents the king and the imperial power. The black-robed figure's voice was hoarse, and the coldness it exuded became more and more bone-soaking: "But just now, the general's soldiers, holding soldiers and pointing at the supreme imperial power, according to the law, how to deal with it?"

A cold wind blew, and the demons shivered!

All the soldiers present looked at Zhi Mo with worry in their eyes.

The wise demon in the eyes of the demons looked at the black-robed figure, and the light flashed in his eyes.

"The messenger has come from afar, and he will prepare a banquet now......"

Zhi Mo showed a smile and said with his fists clenched, which can be regarded as a compromise and retreat.

If it's an ordinary person, even if it's a demon who doesn't understand human accidents, he will go down the steps, hello, I'm hello, everyone, and I'll earn back face anyway.

But this black-robed figure is not a demon, let alone a human race......

He is a special product of a special era.

If Li Tang was here, he might be able to deduce that this black-robed figure was the number one enemy of the Tang Kingdom seven years ago, Dong Junyue, the king of Qi Tianhou Kingdom!

"A good banquet needs to be hospitable to the host, otherwise, there will be no good banquet. ”

Dong Junyue was cold, unmoved, was he still afraid of offending people?

He was powerful all his life, under one person, above ten thousand, and in a battle, he lost everything.

He had a happy life, although he was born into the royal family, he did not experience intrigue, and his family was harmonious, and in a war, they all turned into bubbles.

His heart, with the departure of power, with the loss of his family, disappeared completely.

The softness of his heart, the conscience and humanity wrapped in his flesh, were finally consumed in that cold corpse, in the endless killing.

Now he is neither human nor demon, if he really defines him, he is a revenge machine.

The demon clan lacks a wise man, and there is a lack of generals who can lead the army to fight, so he came here as the ancestor messenger and the demon general to take revenge!

"My people, you are not qualified to dispose of it yet!"

Zhimo stared, and with a strong sense of political acumen, he realized that Dong Junyue's approach was not just for the sake of face.

In this world, there are so many things that are more important than face!

For example, rights!

The dominance of the tens of millions of demon armies, this is a temptation that no one can refuse, making people crazy, making people crazy, making people moths to the fire, and not hesitating.

"Really?"

Dong Junyue sneered, stretched out his right hand, and a powerful sword appeared, braving supreme coercion.

On the hilt of the sword, the word "Demon" is clearly visible.

"See Wang Zun!"

When the Wisdom Demon and dozens of demon pawns saw the Demon Sword, they hurriedly knelt on the ground with a panicked expression.

The Demon Sword, in the Great Demon Dynasty, is equivalent to the Shang Fang Sword.

"With the sword of the king, slash!"

"Rebels, Zhu Jiu Clan!"

Dong Junyue said coldly, slowly pulled out the magic sword, and two majestic demon dragons circled in the sky, chanting and devouring the Eight Desolations.

"Can't you just leave it at that?"

Zhi Mo clenched his fists and asked in a cold voice.

"Can't!"

Dong Junyue replied, the magic sword in his hand quickly fell, and one hundred and ten pillars of blood rushed into the sky, and the pungent smell of blood echoed around.

"Defense!"

In the camp tent, several generals sensed the aftermath of the battle, hurriedly blew the horn, and hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers quickly gathered, and the battlefield was murderous and shocking.

But when they came out, when they saw the Zhi Demon kneeling on the ground, as well as the corpses of their comrades, and Dong Junyue who was holding the magic sword, they were slightly stunned and looked at each other, what was going on?

"This is a misunderstanding, go back to the camp, and you can't come out without the general's order. ”

The Wise Demon stood up and commanded in a deep voice to his subordinates.

Hundreds of thousands of troops, saluted respectfully and returned to the camp.

"When the envoy arrives, he puts the work first, passes on the order, convenes hundreds of generals, and reports on the work. ”

Dong Junyue raised his magic sword and directly intervened in the military and political power, which was not a wise decision before properly handling the relationship with the main general, but he did it anyway.

"Please, Ben's good messenger!"

Zhi Mo looked at Shang Fang's sword and nodded helplessly.

The meeting, which started early and ended very late, lasted about three hours.

In the conference room, Dong Junyue held the magic sword, looked at the generals of the camp, asked one by one, and after round, he made the current situation almost clear.

"Envoy Dong, what else do you have to say? But no matter what you say, I will not change the general order. On the handsome chair, Zhi Mo played with the tiger talisman and said with a smile: "Correct your attitude, you are just a messenger, and you have to rely on us for this battle and charge." ”

"Haha......"

The generals of the battalion all burst out laughing when they heard this ridiculous remark.

A messenger who came in from the air, if he was not holding a magic general, who would bird him?

"General Zhi, the whereabouts of the Tang Dynasty have always been treacherous and changeable, and the blockade tactics are not applicable......"