Outside Chaoge City, the high-spirited Yin Shou bid farewell to his beloved son and embarked on the pace of the Eastern Crusade. Behind Yin Shou, Deputy Marshal Huang Feihu followed closely with dozens of generals, including Zhang Guifang, who shined in the Battle of the Gods, and the four generals of the Demon Family.

The army marched all the way, and in less than a few months it reached the border between Dashang and Dongyi, and Jiang Huan Chu, the marquis of Dongbo, personally led all the civil and military forces out of the city to meet them.

Seeing this, Yin Shou hurriedly dismounted, mixed his hands with Jiang Huanchu, who was saluting, and said with a wry smile: "My father-in-law is tormenting my son-in-law!"

Jiang Huan Chu said with a straight face when he heard this: "The prince's words are wrong! Although you and I are Weng sons-in-law, but now the prince is coming on behalf of His Majesty, there is a difference between the monarch and the minister, how dare Jiang Huan Chu be rude!"

Yin Shou had no choice but to accept Jiang Huan Chu's salute, and then entered Donglu City under his guidance.

That night, Jiang Huan Chu set up a banquet in the mansion to wash the dust for Yin Shou, and Yin Shou revisited him with the gift of Weng Shou, "Little son-in-law Yin Shou meets his father-in-law!"

Jiang Huan Chu accepted it calmly and said with a smile: "How are Wen Qiang and Jiao'er doing recently?"

Yin Shou hurriedly replied: "When the son-in-law came, Wen Qiang was already pregnant again, if the war went well, he should be able to go back before Wen Qiang gave birth, but Yin Jiao was very naughty, he danced with knives and guns at a young age, and this time he was clamoring to come together to quell the rebellion for his son-in-law and father-in-law!"

Jiang Huan Chu laughed when he heard this: "I didn't expect the old man to be a grandfather again! As for the war, the virtuous son-in-law doesn't have to worry, over the years, Dongyi has repeatedly been on the side, but he hasn't gotten the slightest bargain!"

After a few chats between the two sides, Jiang Huan Chu ordered the servant to serve the food, and the two of them drank and chatted, and they were happy, but a teenage boy next to him looked at Yin Shou with hesitation, and wanted to step forward several times, but he stopped again.

Yin Shou couldn't help but smile when he saw this: "Wen Huan, why haven't you been so alienated from your brother-in-law for a few years?"

Seeing this, Jiang Huan Chu couldn't help but shout: "What kind of body is twisted and pinched?"

Seeing this, Yin Shou couldn't help but pull the boy to his side, and smiled at Jiang Huanchu: "Wen Huan is still young, father-in-law should not be too strict!

When Jiang Wenhuan heard this, he suddenly knelt down on one knee and said: "Please ask my brother-in-law to take me to the border to kill the enemy, Wenhuan also wants to open up territory for my big business!"

Jiang Huan Chu couldn't help but scold when he heard this: "How old are you to dare to go into battle to kill the enemy?"

Jiang Wenhuan heard this, but his neck was stiff, and he argued: "The child is already thirteen years old, and he has already cultivated martial arts to the peak of dark energy last year, and he is about to break through to transform his strength?"

Yin Shou couldn't help but light up when he heard this, it turned out that the martial arts that circulated in the mortal world were divided into five realms, namely martial arts, martial apprentices, martial artists, grandmasters, and martial saints, among which the dark energy belonged to the level of martial apprentices, corresponding to the heavenly immortal realm of monks;

Yin Shou saw that Jiang Wenhuan was already a cultivator at the peak of his dark strength at a young age, and he had the heart to fulfill him, so he opened his mouth and smiled: "I didn't expect Wen Huan to be so good!

Jiang Huan Chu nodded slightly when he heard this, and drank a glass with Yin Shou! Jiang Wenhuan saw that his father agreed, and he was excited to rush forward to pour wine for the two.

On the second day, Jiang Wenhuan put on his helmet and armor and went to the border with Yin Shou, bent on playing his prestige.

Within a few days, the armies of the two sides finally met at the border pass, looking at the 200,000 Dongyi army in front of him, Yin Shou couldn't help but look heavy, "I didn't expect that all the nine major tribes of Dongyi would arrive this year!"

Yin Shou was pondering, but saw a general on the opposite side riding a tiger to the city, waving a mace in his hand, and scolding at the city: "I am the general of Dongyi, Yi Wuyang, I heard that Chaoge came to some kind of bullshit three princes, tell him to come out and die quickly!"

Yin Shou sneered slightly when he heard this, and a mere general also wanted to fight with him, and was about to ask his generals to fight, but he heard a voice behind him: "Dashuai, the last general, please order to fight!"

Yin Shouwei turned around, but saw that this person was Jiang Wenhuan, a young general who came with the army.

Yin Shou had the intention to make him famous in front of the army, so he shouted: "Okay! Sure enough, a hero is a young man! Quickly get the other party's head to this king!"

Jiang Wenhuan was overjoyed when he heard this, hurriedly got off the city wall, and rode a BMW to kill outside the city.

Seeing Jiang Wenhuan descending the city wall, Yin Shou ordered: "Zhang Guifang listens to the order!"

A general behind him hurriedly came out and said, "The last general!"

"Go to the front of the battle to sweep Wen Huan, don't let him lose his life!"

"Order!" Zhang Guifang also got down the city wall when he heard this.

Yi Wuyang was scolding outside the city, but he saw that the gate of the city was wide open, and a young general came out, only to see this young general in white armor and white armor, a gentian bright silver gun in his hand, and a white dragon horse in his crotch, which was majestic and murderous.

Seeing this, Yi Wuyang couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart, "What a young hero!" but scolded in his mouth: "The doll that smells of milk and has not dried up dares to come to die, go back to your mother to eat milk!"

Jiang Wenhuan was furious when he heard this, and the bright silver spear in his hand was distracted, and Yi Wuyang also waved the mace in his hand to greet him.

Yi Wuyang's big stick sinks, and a mace spreads like a giant python turning over, and like a dragon going out to sea, without any flaws in his body; Jiang Wenhuan's family heirloom marksmanship is quite good, a bright silver gun makes it elusive, and the tip of the gun is full of cold light, like a white snake spitting out the core. Although he is a realm lower than himself and the other party, he relies on the ingenuity of his moves, but he is also on par with the other party. The two of them met each other for a while, and they would meet good materials, and they would fight for 50 rounds without a win.

Jiang Wenhuan saw that the opponent's martial arts were extraordinary, and he had the intention to win by skill, so he took advantage of the opportunity to make a mistake with both sides, and rushed towards the main formation. Yi Wuyang didn't know that there was a deception, but he urged the tiger under his crotch to follow closely.

Jiang Wenhuan saw that the other party was chasing, but he handed the gun to his left hand, and as soon as his right hand stretched out his right hand, he took out the meteor hammer hanging on the saddle, and when the other party came closer, he turned around and turned around to be a hammer.

Seeing this, Yi Wuyang hurriedly dodged, but where did he dodge, he was hit in the chest by Jiang Wenhuan with a hammer, hitting the tiger's back, and just about to get up, he saw a shiny spear head against his throat, so he had to let the soldiers tie him up.

Jiang Wenhuan's victory in the first battle was greatly boosted, and he returned to the front of the two armies again, showing off his might: "Who else will the enemy general come to die?"

When the generals of Dongyi heard this, they couldn't help but shout angrily, but they sent three generals in a row, all of whom were captured alive by Jiang Wenhuan! Looking at Jiang Wenhuan, who continued to be reckless in front of the battle, a middle-aged man who looked like a leader said directly: "You shouldn't be fast! You go and capture that young general, if you are also defeated, then the number one warrior of my Heiyi should also be replaced!"

When the general heard this, he directly turned his horse to the front of the battle, and said to Jiang Wenhuan, who was showing off his might: "Remember! The person who kills you is called the one who should not be fast!"

Jiang Wenhuan won eight games in a row, and it was when he was complacent, where could he hear the other party's words, and immediately killed the other party angrily!

The two of them raised their guns together, and the horses walked in a chain, and they fought for twenty rounds in a blink of an eye, Jiang Wenhuan was young after all, but he was no match for the brave generals, and his face was already sweating unconsciously.

After more than ten rounds, Jiang Wenhuan couldn't dodge, was stabbed in the right arm by a gunshot, almost fell off the horse, and hurriedly beat the horse and defeated back to his own position.

Speed should not have been about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but heard a loud shout ringing in his ears, "Speed should not be, if you don't get off the horse, when will you wait?" As soon as the words fell, he saw that Speed should not have fallen straight from the horse.

Zhang Guifang saw that he should not have fallen off his horse, but he once again ordered the soldiers to tie him up and beat the horse back to the city.

Seeing that the merchant soldiers were slowly retreating into the city, the people of Zhongyi gathered 200,000 troops to kill the city gate, wanting to take the opportunity to kill into the city. Seeing this, Yin Shou smiled coldly, raised his right hand high, and then saw 10,000 archers suddenly appear on the city wall.

With the wave of Yin Shou's right hand, countless arrows rained down from the sky like raindrops, and many Dongyi soldiers had already left with hatred before they could rush to the door. Seeing this, the Yiren were furious, and they were even more fearless in attacking the city to avenge their dead comrades.

Suddenly, the red-eyed Yiren was horrified to find that a thousand chariots had appeared behind him, and eight warriors were standing on each chariot.

The two warriors in the front, one holding a horsewhip and being responsible for driving the chariot, and the other holding a bow and arrow to clear an obstacle in front of them, and two soldiers on the left, right, and back of the chariot, one armed with a spear to guard against the enemy's cavalry, and the other armed with a short knife to block anyone's approach to the chariot.

Hearing only a cannon sound, the thousand chariots rushed towards the Dongyi army at the same time, and when the distance was close, these Yiren warriors were terrified to find that the chariot was even armed with war horses to the horse's legs, and the two sharp blades protruding from the axle were like sickles in the Yiren army, and the Yiren soldiers undoubtedly became wheat for people to harvest.

Fear spread in the Yi army, and a general, in order to boost morale, slapped his horse and rushed towards a chariot, but before he could rush to the front, he was pierced through the chest by the spear eight feet long, and fell off the horse.

What is even more tragic is that the reins of the horse were unfortunately put on the chariot, and the poor horse was dragged out by the galloping chariot for hundreds of meters in a moment, and when I looked at it again, there was only a vague piece of rotten flesh on the ground, except for the horse's head hanging in the air, where there was still a trace of the horse.

A soldier with a short knife seemed to look at the horse's head, so he swung his knife down, and then saw that the huge horse's head had rolled to the feet of the soldier who was lucky enough not to die.

A few of the brave soldiers looked down at the horse's head at their feet, only to find that the horse was still blinking in vain with frightened eyes. The Yi soldiers really collapsed and retreated to the rear regardless of a single qiē.

They are not cowards, they are not afraid of dying on the battlefield, but that doesn't mean they can face this massacre without suspense.

With a loud rumbling sound, the city gate that had just closed opened again, Yin Shou took the lead, straddled the free horse, held the gold-backed sword, and led a group of generals to kill the Yiren, the horse's hooves were everywhere, and the blood flowed like a river.

The merchant army chased for hundreds of miles, and finally forced the Yiren into a valley. Yin Shou ordered the valley to be surrounded and ordered the four generals of the demon family to guard the valley mouth.

The Yiren broke through several times, but they were all killed by the four generals of the demon family with magic weapons, and all the generals were helpless, so they had to sigh in the valley.

On this day, the nine leaders of the Yiren were discussing in the big tent, but they saw a herald running into the big tent in a panic, and said intermittently: "Qi several kings, Yin Shou, the third prince of Dashang, is asking to see him outside the camp!"