Duke captured Yang Jian again, but still did not seal his magical powers. The soldiers stepped forward, tied him up, and took him away together with Nezha and Huang Tianhua.

Duke stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming, "So weak, the Erlang Shen and Nezha here are so weak that they are even worse than the monkeys in Journey to the West... I just don't know what level the Twelve Golden Immortals are at."

The sound of killing in the camp was deafening. Duke didn't think much about it. He looked at the two old men who were killing happily and patted the Garurumon on the head. The giant wolf felt something and roared. With four claws, it ran towards the army's food and grass. On the way, it met the Xiqi soldiers, and either bit them with its mouth or tore them with its claws, plowing a bloody path, and its silver-white body was stained red with blood.

…

The left and right camps guarded by the Four Heavenly Lords of Huanghua Mountain were in danger. Although each of them had their own abilities and were not afraid of any of the Xiqi generals in a one-on-one fight, Xiqi simply had more people.

Everyone has the right to punish evil demons and heretics. There is no need to talk about the code of conduct. Just fight them together!

King Zhou lost his way and had few supporters, and the Shang Dynasty was labeled as a villain. So although the Xiqi generals rushed forward in a rush, it seemed a bit unkind. In fact, they were following the will of heaven, exorcising demons and defending justice, and they were righteous men! The four heavenly kings were no match for four hands, and the Xiqi soldiers were ambushed and had no way to retreat. As the saying goes, the army of the underdog will win, and they bravely broke through the Shang Dynasty's army without fear of death, and the balance of victory and defeat was instantly reversed.

Huang Feihu, Jin Zha and Mu Zha defeated Deng Zhong and Zhang Jie from the left camp, while Nangong Shi and other Xiqi generals broke through Xin Huan and Tao Rong from the right camp. The two sides joined together and headed straight for the Shang Dynasty's grain camp.

The camp was guarded by Wen Zhong's two disciples Ji Li and Yu Qing. They were not even as good as the Four Heavenly Kings, so how could they stop the fierce and powerful army of Xiqi? Surrounded by more than a dozen people, they were knocked off their horses and escaped with the cover of their guards.

The food and grass of the Shang army were piled up into several small hills. At this moment, they were like a young lady who was stretched out in a split position, with no power to resist. No matter how many people there were, whether they were human or not, they could come and go freely at this time.

Huang Feihu and Nangong Shi did not hesitate either. They ordered the soldiers to bring torches. Jin Zha and Mu Zha blew out strong winds from their mouths, and the fire took advantage of the wind and instantly ignited a huge fire all over the sky.

"Since we have burned the Shang Dynasty's food supplies today, Wen Zhong will definitely withdraw his troops!" Seeing the raging flames, the Xiqi side all applauded.

Suddenly, a violent wind rose from nowhere, a hurricane rolled over, and sand and rocks flew everywhere. The sudden strong wind blew the Xiqi horses back again and again, and the soldiers covered their faces with their hands and fell to the ground. Some unlucky ones were directly swept into the sky by the hurricane, and broke their bones after falling to the ground.

The raging flames in the sky were suppressed in the blink of an eye, without even a spark left. The field suddenly became quiet, and the generals of Xiqi were terrified. Then they heard a clear singing with a strange melody.

"legend!"

"Legend has it that in that unpredictable time and space~~"

"Legend! Legend has it that they can transform into various forms and display their magical powers~~"

"Legend! Legend may pass by, but the righteousness will never die~~"

"Leave us the legend of God..."

Duke closed his eyes and hummed a tune that no one could understand. He sat on the back of Garurumon, holding his spear in one hand, and stepped out of the pile of food and grass. The silver wolf's eyes were red, saliva dripped from his mouth, and he roared continuously in his throat. With every step he took, his momentum increased.

Duke slapped Silver Wolf on the head, opened his eyes, and the cold light in his eagle eyes surged: "I am here, who dares to fight me?"

The solemn and murderous atmosphere was like a violent storm, sweeping across the entire place in an instant, and the air suddenly became cold.

Everyone in Xiqi only felt that a big hand was strangling their throats, their eyes rolled around, but they could not utter a word, and they were unaware that their backs were soaked with cold sweat.

Ji Li and Yu Qing galloped behind Duke. The Yin Shang army guarding the camp was scattered, and only 300 soldiers were left. But even though the situation was so bad, the two of them felt reassured when they saw Duke, and they were no longer afraid of the thousands of troops.

"If you hesitate to move forward, how dare you call yourself a fierce general!" Duke snorted coldly, swept his spear, and rushed into the Xiqi army alone.

The giant silver wolf walked like a wolf and strode like a tiger, stirring up a strong wind and killing its way in and out of the Xiqi army. Its long spear shone with silver light, and hundreds of soldiers were lifted into the air. It did not encounter any decent obstacles wherever it passed.

"Don't be so arrogant, evildoer. Huang Feihu is here to meet you." Huang Feihu shouted and urged the five-colored divine bull. The long pestle in his hand danced like a windmill. In a moment, he rushed through the remaining troops and came in front of Duke.

"Well done!" Duke praised and rode the giant wolf to meet them.

"King Wucheng, the Grand Master has been waiting for you for a long time. Come with me tonight!"

Duke took off Huang Feihu's weapon and raised his hand to grab him. Huang Feihu was naturally unwilling to surrender, so he took out the sword from his waist and slashed at Duke. With a crisp sound, the sword hit Duke's palm and broke into two pieces. Huang Feihu was also grabbed by Duke's shoulders and lifted into the air with his armor.

"Generals, quickly rescue King Wucheng!"

Huang Feihu was captured. Nangong Shi, the most senior officer among the generals, shouted and rode towards Duke. More than a dozen other generals responded and surrounded Duke from all directions, and then... they stopped.

Duke threw Huang Feihu to the ground, and Garurumon stepped on him, making him unable to move. Jin Zha and Mu Zha came with swords, but Duke took out the gold bricks and knocked them down on the spot.

The soldiers on both sides tied up the three people and dragged them away. Duke looked at the Xiqi generals who stopped around and dared not move forward, and the smile on his face became more and more kind.

"I will capture all of you tonight. I want to see what Jiang Ziya will do when he has no generals to use!"

After saying that, the man and the wolf rushed into the battle formation like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The generals of Xiqi tried their best but were still knocked off their horses one by one, tied up like dumplings and dragged away.

…

At the Zhongying Gate, Wen Zhong fought Jiang Ziya. In terms of Taoism and martial arts, Jiang Ziya was no match for Wen Zhong, but he was invincible with the protection of the apricot yellow flag. On the other hand, although Wen Zhong had a pair of male and female whips and was proficient in the five elements escape technique, it was useless if he could not break the turtle shell.

Mo Qilin and Sibuxiang crossed paths, the two raised their whips to fight, Jiang Ziya did not need to defend, and hit Wen Zhong on the shoulder with a whip. Wen Zhong cried out in pain, threw the male and female whips into the air, and turned into black and white dragons, divided into yin and yang, and opened their mouths to bite Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya raised the Beating God Whip, which had 21 sections, each with four symbols, and was specially used to beat the eight gods. The Beating God Whip hit the black dragon's neck, breaking it in two with one blow, and then hit the white dragon's forehead with another blow.

The male and female whips fell to the ground, losing the light of the magic weapon. Wen Zhong was shocked and was hit on the shoulder by the magic whip. He fell down and fled into the earth with the Black Kirin.

Jiang Ziya wanted to pursue the victory, but there were more and more Shang soldiers in the camp, and Xiqi was at a disadvantage. At this time, a group of soldiers came to report that the left and right divisions led by Huang Feihu and Nangong Shi were all killed, and many generals were also captured.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya's body shook and he spat out a mouthful of blood in anxiety. He did not dare to stay for long and hurriedly ordered the troops to withdraw.

Suddenly, a black spear shot out from the Shang army, aiming straight at Jiang Ziya's head, and the apricot-yellow flag unfolded, saving Jiang Ziya's life. Just as he was secretly wiping the sweat off his forehead, a five-colored light flashed by, and the apricot-yellow flag and the four-faced beast disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the magic whip still tightly grasped in his hand.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!!!"

The Xiqi army was in danger and fled in the dark. The scene of the army's defeat was horrible. The Yin Shang army chased and killed the Xiqi army all the way, killing only one in ten of them, until they reached the city wall and called off the troops.

The army slowly retreated, and Jiang Ziya stood on the city wall, looking at the magic whip in his hand in silence. In the past, he should have been guarded by several generals, but now, there was not even a ghost to be found.

A bird cried, and a big roc appeared in the darkness, rolled down beside Jiang Ziya, and then changed its shape and became Yang Jian.

Jiang Ziya was overjoyed, fortunately there was still one more, otherwise he would have been left alone. The two asked and answered each other, Yang Jian explained the details of the night battle, and Jiang Ziya bowed his head and said nothing again.

"Prime Minister, I don't know where that Taoist comes from, but he is a master of martial arts and no one can rival him. King Wucheng couldn't even survive three moves under his command. Many generals rushed forward, but they were unable to do anything and were defeated by him one by one..." Yang Jian was still frightened: "What's more terrifying is that he has an indestructible body and his Taoist skills are also first-class. We are far inferior to him."

Jiang Ziya sighed. He was not only amazing, but also extremely powerful. He hadn't even seen him, but his Four Distinctions and the Apricot Yellow Flag were gone. He was lucky to escape back tonight.

"This Taoist is so powerful, I have to go to Yuxu Palace to report to my teacher and ask him about his background!" Jiang Ziya thought he could not do anything to Duke, so he had to use his most powerful magic weapon... and call for help.

(End of this chapter)