Chapter 237: Golden Cymbals

Originally, Yuan Futong went out of the city to meet Wen Zhong, and he was still a little worried in his heart, after all, Wen Zhong had been fighting everywhere since the Emperor Yi period, invincible, invincible, and invincible, it was impossible to say that Yuan Futong was not afraid in his heart. However, after hearing Wen Zhong's words, Yuan Futong was so angry that he forgot to be afraid.

Urging the crotch to take a few steps forward, Yuan Futong scolded: "Okay, you old horseman, Ben Hou is kind-hearted, I can't bear to bully you into being old, good words to persuade you, not only do you not listen, but also say that you want to destroy Ben Hou Manmen, come to someone, who dares to take the head of this old horseman for Ben Hou?

With Yuan Futong's promise of a reward of thousands of gold, the official was promoted to the third level, a general under Yuan Futong still couldn't bear it, and the high-ranking official Houlu overwhelmed his jealousy of Wen Taishi, so after a little hesitation, the man galloped out of Yuan Futong's army formation, and shouted: "Hou Ye, rest assured, the last general will take this old horseman's head for you, in order to relieve the hatred in Hou Ye's heart! In the first half of the words, the general named Pan Feng said it to Yuan Futong, and the second half was naturally said to Wen Zhong.

Looking at the fierce general with a big axe and a round waist, Yuan Futong was overjoyed, and shouted at the moment: "General Pan Feng, if you can kill the old horseman, I will personally celebrate your success!"

Hearing Yuan Futong's words, Pan Feng only felt that his strength was a little bit stronger, and the beloved horse under his crotch seemed to understand the master's eagerness to make meritorious contributions, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

However, looking at Pan Feng, who had a fierce face and rushed towards Wen Taishi with a big axe, neither Wen Zhong himself nor the generals under his command were not half moved, and even a general behind Wen Zhong joked: "Taishi, do you want the last general to help you capture this fool?"

Wen Zhong smiled and said, "Just a reckless man, this Taishi can be caught with a wave of his hand!"

While speaking, Wen Zhong saw that Pan Feng was already close, so he urged Mo Qilin to greet him. The sound of wind and thunder surged between the swings of the male and female whips in his hands, and as soon as he closed them, he heard Pan Feng scream and fell off the horse.

glanced at Pan Feng, who was knocked off the horse by himself, with disdain, and Wen Taishi ordered left and right: "Tie up." ”

Hearing the sound, the left and right sergeants hurriedly stepped forward and tied up Pan Feng. And seeing that Wen Taishi defeated Pan Feng so easily, the morale of the Shang soldiers was naturally greatly boosted, and they all called Taishi mighty. And Yuan Futong's side, seeing that Pan Feng, a tiger general, was so easily beaten off the horse by Wen Zhong, he couldn't help but panic, and looked at each other.

Let Pan Feng be tied up left and right, Wen Zhong drove Mo Qilin forward and shouted, "Is there anyone else who wants to send him to death?"

With a whip to worship Pan Feng's residual power, Wen Zhong shouted loudly, but dozens of generals under Yuan Futong all retreated. Seeing this, Wen Taishi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly felt that this was a good opportunity to capture Yuan Futong.

And with Wen Taishi's courage, since he felt that he had a chance, he naturally would not hesitate, therefore, seeing that all the generals under Yuan Futong's command were trembling, Wen Zhong immediately urged the ink qilin under his crotch, and actually rushed towards Yuan Futong's army formation with one person and one unicorn, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Yuan Futong child, quickly get off the horse and die!"

However, Wen Zhong rushed into battle alone, perhaps because he was really frightened by Wen Zhong before, coupled with Wen Zhong's long-term prestige, dozens of generals under Yuan Futong's command actually avoided Chao Liangbian one after another, and no one dared to meet him. And the so-called courage of the generals, these generals did not dare to stop them, and ordinary soldiers did not dare to step forward.

Seeing that Wen Zhong was getting closer and closer to him, and no one on the left and right actually stopped Wen Zhong, Yuan Futong secretly scolded these generals for being unreliable, and at the same time, he didn't dare to continue to stay, and hurriedly ran to the rear army, and at the same time shouted left and right to escort him, and Yuan Futong, as the main general, actually took the lead in running back, and the soldiers and horses under his command were naturally in chaos, although Wen Zhong was not on the battlefield on the merchant army, there was no shortage of generals, and naturally he would not miss this great fighter, seeing that Yuan Futong's army was in chaos, Wen Zhong's general Xu Ruyu immediately ordered: " Pass my orders, all the generals, kill with me!"

And the army under Yuan Futong saw that the main general fled, and the enemy was pressed by the whole army, and for a while, they didn't care about anything else, and they all fled—before the battle, the army under Yuan Futong had already begun to rout. For a while, Yuan Futong's army was powerless to fight back, but a big battle directly turned into a unilateral massacre by the merchant army.

Waving the male and female whips in his hand and casually killing several Yuan Futong soldiers who were blocking the way, Wen Zhong looked at Yuan Futong who was running farther and farther away in the chaos, and couldn't help frowning, it seemed that it was impossible to capture Yuan Futong alive. However, Wen Zhong thought about it, if he could kill Yuan Futong directly, most of them would be able to quell the rebellion, so he no longer had the idea of capturing Yuan Futong alive, and immediately sacrificed the male and female whips in his hand, urging the mana to hit Yuan Futong in the chaotic army - you must know that the pair of male and female whips in Wen Zhong's hands are not mortal, but they were the magic weapon given to him by the Holy Mother of Jin Ling when he practiced under the Holy Mother of Jin Ling. This male and female whip is a trip of the Holy Mother of Jin Ling encountered two poisonous Jiao, Our Lady of Jin Ling was compassionate, so she took action to remove the two poisonous Jiao, refined into this pair of male and female whips, and later gave it to Wen Zhong.

As soon as the male and female whips were sacrificed, they rose into the air, and the sound of wind and thunder accompanied by the left and right, like a dragon, and they rushed towards Yuan Futong. Yuan Futong was fleeing, and suddenly heard the sound of wind and thunder behind him, and when he turned around, he saw two steel whips smashing towards him with the momentum of ten thousand jun, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly blocked it, but he was just an ordinary man, and his martial arts were shallow, how could he stop this fairy baby?

Seeing that Yuan Futong was about to die on the spot under Wen Zhong's male and female whips, at this moment, a sudden change was born! I saw a golden cymbal suddenly fly out of Beihai City, and then came to Yuan Futong's head in an instant, and hit the male and female whips heavily.

Seeing this, Wen Zhong was startled, knowing that a cultivator had made a move, he hurriedly withdrew the male and female whips, and then looked at Yuan Futong, but saw that the golden cymbal had already loaded Yuan Futong into it, flew into Beihai City and disappeared.

He glanced at Beihai City with a gloomy expression, and a trace of worry flashed in Wen Zhong's eyes - it seems that this Yuan Futong rebellion was instigated by someone behind it!

However, since Yuan Futong had escaped, there was no point in continuing to chase and kill these ordinary soldiers, so after covering up for a while, Wen Zhong ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops. Things are changing right now, and some things need to be considered in the long run.