Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

"This Wen Zhong is really going too far!"

Jiang Ziya clenched his teeth and clenched his fists. The veins on his forehead were bulging with anger, as if they would burst at any time.

He stared at the arrogant Wen Zhong in the Shang army camp ahead with a sharp gaze, his heart burning with anger, "Come on, beat the drums to fight!"

When the deputy general heard this, his body trembled slightly. He felt that Jiang Ziya was already blinded by anger at this moment.

After all, everyone can see which side is stronger and which is weaker. But military orders are as strong as mountains and must be obeyed.

He looked up at Jiang Ziya, his eyes, which were usually calm and steady, were now filled with hesitation and worry.

The deputy general replied in a low voice: "I obey your command!"

Although the voice was soft, it carried a subtle hint of helplessness.

After saying this, he took the order and left.

After a while, the Zhou army soldiers heard the drum beats, picked up their weapons and got ready for battle.

Jiang Ziya was also standing on the chariot at this time, his eyes sharp as torches, scanning the Zhou army soldiers who were ready to go.

After a while, his eyes fell on Wen Zhong. He didn't know what was going on until he saw him, and his rage increased.

The smug look that flashed across Wen Zhong's eyes made Jiang Ziya feel a little choked up.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his anger and dissatisfaction, and then shouted loudly:

"Which of the generals will go to fight?"

Before he finished speaking, a breeze blew by, ruffling the flags under the stand, as if foreshadowing something.

Immediately afterwards, a general stepped forward. He was wearing iron armor and holding a spear. He looked heroic and majestic.

He said loudly: "I am willing to go!"

Jiang Ziya looked over at him, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. He knew that this man was also a rare and powerful general in the Zhou army.

So he nodded and said in a deep voice: "Deputy General Xue is brave and fearless. This battle will surely enhance the prestige of our Zhou army!"

"But remember, things change rapidly on the battlefield, so be careful."

Deputy General Xue bowed and saluted, and said firmly: "I will definitely fulfill my mission!"

After saying this, he turned around and strode towards the battlefield, each step seeming so firm and powerful.

At this time, Wen Zhong was as steady as a rock in the Shang army camp. He watched the Zhou army beat the drums to fight, sneering in his heart.

He knew that Jiang Ziya had certain strategies, but in the face of absolute strength, any strategy would be futile.

Wen Zhong glanced at the deputy general beside him and sneered, "Lin Mu, this General Zhou is now in your hands. Remember, no need to show mercy!"

When Lin Mu heard this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He bowed and his voice was filled with determination and confidence.

"I obey your command! Grand Master, just wait and see. In less than three moves, I will kill this man with my sword!"

On the battlefield, Lieutenant General Xue had already walked to the front of the two armies. He held a spear in his hand, standing like a peak, with a fierce fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

He knew very well that this battle not only concerned his personal honor and disgrace, life and death, but also the morale of the Zhou army and the future of the conquest of Shang.

Therefore, he must go all out and not have any retreat or fear.

Lin Mu also slowly walked out of the Shang army camp, holding a long sword in his hand, the sword body flashing with cold light, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent and coldness, as if he had already regarded Lieutenant General Xue as his prey.

The two armies faced each other, and the atmosphere instantly became tense and solemn. The air seemed to be filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Who are you coming? Tell me your name. This general will not kill nameless people." Lin Mu's voice resounded through the battlefield like a huge bell, full of majesty and domineering.

Upon hearing this, Deputy General Xue snorted coldly and ignored Lin Mu.

Instead, he slowly raised the spear in his hand and lightly touched the ground with the tip of the spear, as if responding to Lin Mu's challenge.

"Hmph, an unknown person is worthy of fighting with this general?" Lin Mu snorted coldly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

However, just as he was about to mock again, Lieutenant General Xue suddenly moved.

The spear in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, stabbing straight into the trees.

"Looking for death!" Lin Mu reacted very quickly. He shouted and swung the sword in his hand violently, colliding with Lieutenant General Xue's spear.

The sound of metal clashing was deafening, sparks flew everywhere, and it seemed as if even the air was torn apart by this powerful force.

The two of them fought back and forth, and it was hard to tell who was who, as if two whirlwinds were intertwining and colliding on the battlefield.

As time went on, Lieutenant General Xue gradually gained the upper hand with his extraordinary martial arts and rich combat experience.

Each swing of his spear became more swift and powerful, forcing Lin Mu to retreat again and again in danger.

A trace of panic and anxiety began to appear in Lin Mu's eyes. He knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely fail.

However, at this critical moment, he suddenly thought of a brilliant plan.

"Humph, do you think you've won? Go to hell!"

Lin Mu sneered, his voice full of viciousness and cunning. He slowly raised his right hand and waved his fingertips lightly, as if to indicate something.

Deputy General Xue's heart trembled, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

However, at the moment when he was distracted, a sharp arrow suddenly flew out from Lin Mu's sleeve.

The arrow cut through the sky like lightning, carrying an extremely sharp aura and heading straight for Lieutenant General Xue.

"Ah!" Lieutenant General Xue let out a scream. He never expected that Lin Mu would resort to such despicable means.

He tried to dodge, but it was too late. The sharp arrow pierced his chest deeply, and blood instantly stained his armor red.

Lieutenant General Xue lost his balance in an instant, and the spear in his hand fell weakly to the ground with a loud "clang".

Seeing this, Lin Mu's eyes flashed with a grim smile. He took the opportunity to swing his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Deputy General Xue's throat.

"Puchi——" The sound of the sword tip piercing into flesh and blood could be clearly heard.

Lieutenant General Xue's body froze, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

He never thought that he would be plotted against in such a despicable way by Lin Mu. He slowly fell down, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

This scene stunned the soldiers of both armies. The battlefield instantly fell into a dead silence.

Jiang Ziya was so angry that he trembled all over. He pointed at the trees and cursed:

"You despicable villain! How dare you...how dare you launch a sneak attack!"

After Jiang Ziya finished scolding Lin Mu, he looked at Wen Zhong again and continued angrily:

"Wen Zhong, you are the Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty, but you have such a treacherous villain under your command."

His voice was filled with anger and unwillingness, as if he wanted to vent all the rage in his heart.

When Wen Zhong heard this, he just raised a disdainful smile. He said lightly:

"Jiang Ziya, all is fair in war. On the battlefield, everyone relies on their own abilities. The people you sent out are not strong enough, so what do they have to do with the people under my command?"

His tone was full of indifference and sarcasm, as if he didn't take Jiang Ziya's words to heart at all.

Jiang Ziya's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"You... you are also extremely shameless! No wonder the Holy Lord of Heavenly Selection asked us to help Zhou and defeat Shang."

Wen Zhong just sneered when he heard this. He said:

"You are nothing but a traitor, yet you dare to speak so shamelessly in front of this Grand Master. It is truly disgusting!"

Jiang Ziya became even more angry when he heard this. He shouted:

"Wen Zhong, if you have the guts, come out and let's fight!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhong sneered, "Jiang Ziya, what is your cultivation level? What is my cultivation level? Fighting with you is simply an insult to me!"

His tone was full of contempt for Jiang Ziya, as if the other party was not worthy of being his opponent.

"Ahhh! Wen Zhong, today, I, the Prime Minister, will fight you to the death!"

Just as Jiang Ziya was about to get off the chariot and fight to the death with Wen Zhong, a hurried and familiar voice suddenly came from behind:

"Wait a minute, father! Slow down!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya paused and turned around out of habit.

Ji Fa and San Yisheng came here, both of them exhausted and anxious.

Jifa's face was covered in sweat and his breathing was rapid, obviously he had been running all the way here.

"Your Majesty? Why are you here? Aren't you in charge of the rear?" Jiang Ziya looked at Ji Fa in surprise, his heart full of doubts.

Ji Fa took a breath, his eyes flashing with complex emotions, and he said:

"Father, let's...let's surrender!"

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, stunning Jiang Ziya and the soldiers around him.