Suddenly, more than a dozen Yin soldiers carrying wooden barrels rushed over, and poured boiling oil on Xiahou Wuyuan, who was riding a horse below.

This Xiahou Wuyuan was so angry that his face was red and his ears were red, and he scolded loudly.

"Yang Jiang'er, if you have the ability, let's start a war in a dignified manner, what is it to shrink in the city?"

Yang Jiang sneered, this place no longer needs to be passed on by the heralds, and shouted towards the city downstairs.

"Xiahou Wangba, you are still a king if you stretch out your head, don't run if you have the ability, see if grandpa's boiling oil doesn't burn you."

Saying that, he personally rolled up his sleeves and poured boiling oil below, although this Xiahou Wuyuan was strong, but he couldn't dodge so much boiling oil splashed at him at the same time, and he was suddenly blistered by the boiling oil.

"Ahh I'm going to kill you! ”

Xiahou Wuyuan shouted, the horse he was riding was already out of control as if it was crazy because it was drunk with boiling oil, and he saw that he was exerting force in his crotch, and the high-headed horse immediately vomited blood and died.

Yang Jiang was dumbfounded by this scene, he had only heard that Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, had such an ability, but he didn't expect this Xiahou Wuyuan to be so powerful.

I saw Xiahou Wuyuan get up from the ground, snatch the bow and arrow of an archer next to him, put the bow on the arrow, and shoot an arrow towards Yang Jiang.

Yang Jiang was so frightened that he hurriedly shrank his neck and hid behind the female wall, but only heard a dinging sound, he only felt a chill in the back of his head, and hurriedly looked back, only to see that Xiahou Wuyuan's arrow just now actually shot directly through the female wall, and it was only one centimeter away from the back of his head.

"I'll go, it's dangerous."

Yang Jiang patted his chest, obviously frightened by this arrow, and said to the herald beside him.

"Light a fire for me and burn this girl."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of Yin soldiers raising torches and throwing them down, and suddenly the army of Xiahou Wuyuan under the city immediately turned into a sea of fire, and even Xiahou Wuyuan was on fire and kept rolling on the ground.

When the ghost generals of the Chenghuang Mansion in the Southern District on the side saw this scene, they opened their mouths wide in surprise, how could they have thought that Yang Jiang's move would not only clean up the army brought by Xiahou Wuyuan, but also make him obedient.

"What are you doing in a daze, go down and catch that guy for me."

A ghost general laughed wildly and strode towards the city.

"The archers shot me in a position, don't let that white-faced scholar save Xiahou Wuyuan."

Suddenly, the Yin soldiers who carried the oil barrel retreated, and then a group of archers came up, and suddenly the arrows poured down like a storm, and the white-faced scholar just wanted to bring someone to rescue, but was forced back by a rain of arrows, and watched Xiahou Wuyuan, who was burned into a roast pig, swaggered away.

……

"Hahaha, Yang Chenghuang, you are really powerful, I didn't expect to capture Xiahou Wuyuan in this battle, but it can be regarded as a bad breath for us."

In the Chenghuang Mansion in the Southern District, Yang Jiang held a celebration banquet, and the generals lined up with wine glasses to congratulate Yang Jiang.

Yang Jiang took a drink from the wine glass and said.

"Come on, come on, we'll drink this cup tonight, and when we defeat the Dongchenghuang army, we won't get drunk and won't return!"

Everyone hurriedly nodded, drank the wine in the glass, and returned to their seats one by one, praising Yang Jiang's capture of Xiahou Wuyuan today.

Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, Yang Jiang said to everyone.

"Why don't I think it's a bit enjoyable to just eat like this, go and bring that braised king bastard named Xiahou Wuyuan."

As soon as he heard this, someone immediately stood up and volunteered to escort Xiahou Wuyuan.

After a while, the ghost general walked up with Xiahou Wuyuan, and saw that Xiahou Wuyuan at this time still had the same spirit as before, and he was well cleaned up by the fire, and now he was as depressed as a plucked pheasant.

"Hmph, you villain, you actually use such despicable means, if you have the ability, let's have a real sword and gun competition now."

Xiahou Wuyuan saw that Yang Jiang was itching with hatred, and he just wanted to break free from the rope that bound him, but he took a breath of cool air because he touched the wound.

"Come on, let me help General Xiahou untie up."

Yang Jiang smiled and said to a ghost general beside him.

The ghost general immediately stepped forward and lifted the rope tied to Xiahou Wuyuan's body.

Yang Jiang slowly walked to Xiahou Wuyuan's side, stretched out his hand and poked a blister on Xiahou Wuyuan's chest, Xiahou Wuyuan immediately grinned in pain, and Yang Jiang smiled.

"Xiahou Wangba, are you sure you want to fight me?"

Xiahou Wuyuan just wanted to have a seizure, but he immediately remembered the injury on his body, and he was so angry that his teeth were clenched, and he twisted his head to the side and said.

"Yang craftsman thief, Lao Tzu admitted it today, but Lao Tzu is not convinced, if you have the ability, you let me go back, and we will have another one tomorrow."

Yang Jiang pulled the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but sneer, and said in his heart, you guy really has muscles and no brains, since it has all fallen into my hands now, how can I just let you go back like this.

"Do you think it's possible?"

"Hey, Lao Tzu admits it, if you want to kill, you have to scrape and listen to the respect, if I Xiahou Wuyuan frowns, count me as losing!"

Xiahou Wuyuan also knew that this was impossible, so he had to sigh.

But Yang Jiang's next words made him feel that his ears were burned, and he only listened to Yang Jiang.

"Do you think it's impossible? I think this matter is feasible, since you are not convinced, then I will subdue you, and someone will release General Xiahou. ”

Hearing this, all the ghosts of the Southern District Chenghuang Mansion present hurriedly persuaded Yang Jiang not to act rashly, but Yang Jiang turned a deaf ear and insisted on letting Xiahou Wuyuan go.

And what made the atmosphere of the lord of the Chenghuang Mansion in the Southern District was that after this Xiahou Wuyuan received Yang Jiang's release order, instead of leaving immediately, he swaggered down at the dinner table and ate a lot.

"Hey, I said that your Southern District Chenghuang Mansion is really slamming the door, why don't you even have wine for a meal?"

Yang Jiang hurriedly motioned to his subordinates to pour wine, Xiahou Wuyuan drank a glass, got up after eating half full, and walked out.

Seeing him leave, Yang Jiang hurriedly called a ghost general to his side and whispered something, the ghost general was still puzzled, but when he heard Yang Jiang's words, he immediately ran out of the City God's Mansion with a smile.

Xiahou Wuyuan walked out of the Chenghuang Mansion, he was worried all the way, for fear that Yang Jiang would play a trick and send someone to intercept him halfway.

But what he didn't expect was that there was no pursuer along the way, and it wasn't until he was about to walk to the city gate that a pair of more than a dozen pursuers caught up, only to hear the ghost general scolded.

"Xiahou Xiao'er, do you remember Ben Jiang? You beat me seriously in the whole army competition, do you still want to leave like this? If Yang Chenghuang hadn't stopped him just now, Lao Tzu would have slaughtered you on the spot. ”

The man led people to surround Xiahou Wuyuan, and it seemed that he had no intention of starting a war immediately.

At this time, a Yin soldier said.

"Yes, general, we killed this Xiahou Wuyuan, on the contrary, Yang Chenghuang is better to find a mountain and fall grass than to suffer this bird here, you said that our brothers fought for him, but he took his sister to Kuixing Tower in the middle of the night to eat, drink and have fun, what is it."

Xiahou Wuyuan's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he subconsciously asked.

"You mean you Yang Chenghuang went to Kuixing Tower alone?"