Chapter 777 Forbidden Spell

Everyone knew that the Great General of Chu revered the art of war of the Prince of Jingnan of Yan to an almost unparalleled degree.

He liked to sit on the threshold and talk to his generals.

He liked to control his army in an all-encompassing way with absolute control.

And one more thing,

When Yan borrowed a path through Qian to enter Nanmenguan to attack Jin,

In fact, a few years before the war, Tian Wujing had personally walked this marching path, and more than once.

Before the first expedition into the snowfield to conquer the wildlings, Zheng Fan also followed Lao Tian on a trip to the Tianduan Mountains.

A general should know the situation. The prerequisite for absolute control over the army and the war is absolute familiarity.

In A Cheng's words, castrating the autonomy of the generals below and controlling everything himself requires a great deal of the person in the position of commander. If one is incompetent, it will easily evolve into the "Chiang Kai-shek micro-management" of later generations.

So,

Very likely,

Nian Yao is here.

He appeared here with only four guards by his side.

A very strange and unexpected scene.

But just like the "Blood Fan Li" of the Marquis of Pingxi's mansion, the man who had been standing next to the Marquis of Pingxi would be bored enough to dig graves in this remote wilderness, and the purpose of digging graves was just to drink...

That's probably how things are in this world. Storytellers in teahouses and taverns have to tell stories according to certain rules, otherwise they will easily be smashed in the head by guests who feel their intelligence is insulted.

But no one dares to smash, and no one can smash the head of God, so in reality, absurdity and uninhibitedness can be created vigorously.

Nian Yao is not Tian Wujing.

In this case,

Nian Yao is far behind Tian Wujing.

Tian Wujing had defeated the Sword Saint. Nian Yao obviously couldn't do it. As a slave of the royal palace, his status was not high, but his treatment would never be bad. He had practiced martial arts since childhood, and was proficient in both literary and military strategy. The Regent of Chu was not a "nepotistic" person. He used people based on their ability.

The rough appearance and uninhibited style of behavior are just the persona of his "slave," using his "coarseness" to sit in a high position to reduce the Chu noble forces' fear of him in previous years.

Few people know that Nian Yao is good at calligraphy and also likes literature.

But after all, he can't have a backer like the Marquis of Zheng, so he can write a few poems when he has nothing to do.

In the end,

The Marquis of Zheng had a difficult start and a difficult process, but politically, he had been supported by the Prince of Jingnan and Little Sixth for the past few years. In General Nian's eyes, the Marquis of Pingxi was simply growing up in a honeypot.

But, there has never been a saying that General Nian can carry nine cauldrons alone, a peerless martial artist, and so on.

So, some things, Lao Tian can do, and at the same time, only Lao Tian can do.

The Marquis of Zheng doesn't dare.

The only time he slackened off was on the ice of Wangjiang, and he almost lost his life directly.

In terms of personal fortune, the Marquis of Zheng has always been very low-key and never thought he was the son of destiny. On rainy days, people's trebuchets could actually fly out from a long distance and chase him down. Reality has given many warnings.

The Marquis of Zheng followed the good advice and remembered that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Obviously, General Nian is far behind the Marquis of Zheng in this regard, or perhaps, he is more confident.

Similarly,

A Ming, the "Blood Fan Li" of the Marquis's mansion, is also very confident.

Among the seven demon kings, three have advanced: him, Si Niang, and Mo Wan.

A fifth-rank demon king is definitely more than just a fifth-rank in strength.

Most importantly, Cahill is also here. The blood pack and blue bar are by his side, and the sense of happiness comes out all at once, paired with the Nian Yao in front of him, it is more intoxicating than peach blossom wine.

A Ming is a very lazy person.

Among the demon kings, the Blind One plans rebellion all day long, Liang Cheng trains soldiers, Si Niang manages finances, Xue San trains secret agents and improves the casting workshop, Fan Li does construction, and even Mo Wan is busy taking care of children.

A Ming usually just goes to the workshop to walk around, and then lies in the wine cellar for ten days and a half months without coming out.

The long and exquisite life of the Blood Clan cannot create a striver, it only teaches them how to enjoy decadence.

However,

Having said all that,

The Great General of Chu is right in front of him. A Ming can't pretend not to see this almost主动（zhudong: taking initiative）送上门(song shang men: delivered to the door/free delivery) de(particle) 斩首(zhan shou: decapitation).

Capture alive or kill Nian Yao,

The Chu army on the front line will directly collapse by half.

"That's also interesting."

Nian Yao took two steps back, and his four guards protected him in front.

"The war is about to start, and you're still digging graves. Is this all the Marquis of Pingxi's subordinates are capable of?"

Guo Dong has stood up, and Pi Si and others are also holding knives, ready to fight.

If there are no accidents, they should not be a match for the four guards in front of Nian Yao, but with A Ming, they can also play a significant role.

"What are you babbling about."

A Ming shook his head disdainfully, raised his hand, and pointed at Cahill.

Cahill came over without hesitation and clung to A Ming's back.

This posture is a bit indecent. A handsome vampire is carrying an old man on his back. It's just a pity that A Ming didn't bring the "Saint Cloth Box" that Xue San specially made for him this time.

However, whether it looks good or not is no longer important.

Cahill stretched his neck out of A Ming's shoulder,

A Ming turned his head, revealing his fangs, and pierced into Cahill's neck. Blood began to flow into his body.

At the same time,

A Ming began to pinch the seal.

Just like the Sword Saint, at a critical moment, he will not hesitate to open the second rank if needed.

Ultimate moves are not to be used when you are about to die. That kind of ordinary fight first, then slowly improve, and finally use the ultimate move to fight in an orderly manner is the way storytellers use to fill the afternoon time.

The real duel,

From the start,

Should not hesitate to show your cards!

When the Marquis of Zheng fights, unless he is dealing with those who don't know martial arts, when facing those slightly higher-level opponents, he will shout out in the first time:

"Son!"

The real fight is not a stew. Where is there leisure and elegance to wait for you to slowly stew out the flavor?

The aura of the forbidden spell began to brew from A Ming's body. Although Cahill's neck was being bitten, there was no pain on his face. For him, there was really nothing to choose.

To be captured and go to Chu as a slave or go back after the fight and continue to drink in the wine cellar of the Marquis of Pingxi's mansion?

Today, he just came out without shackles. Maybe if he performs well again, he will be able to enjoy that extremely elegant life in the Marquis of Pingxi's mansion like a normal person in the future.

It has to be said that the atmosphere of the Marquis of Pingxi's mansion really has a strong attraction.

The Wildling King will also occasionally get lost and fantasize about the life of feeding horses when he opens an inn in the future.

Cahill is the same. He was initially afraid of A Ming, but until now, he actually has no hatred. Except for occasionally needing to be locked in a cage, he also enjoys the exquisite life that A Ming has.

Right now, his face is facing forward, and his eyes are fixed on Nian Yao in a straw raincoat.

He is helping A Ming lock onto Nian Yao's aura. Not only is he a blood bank, but he can also be a radar.

This is the manifestation of the subjective initiative being stimulated.

A Ming's hair began to float, and his feet also began to slowly leave the ground.

Although magic, especially Blood Clan magic, is not popular in the East, this strong aura fluctuation is enough to make the four guards around Nian Yao feel great pressure.

"Meng Lei, protect the general and retreat first."

A simple order without any extra nonsense.

The guard called Meng Lei did not say, "You go, I'll cover you." General Nian also did not shout, "Everyone is brothers, I can't leave."

In short,

General Nian turned his head and started running south, followed closely by Meng Lei.

The remaining three guards charged directly.

Clear division of labor, unified action, without any procrastination.

Pi Si and others shouted and rushed up. As soon as they met, three of Guo Dong's subordinates were砍倒(kan dao: cut down), and Pi Si was also among them.

But these guys are also ruthless, especially after General Nian said that he was Nian Yao, it aroused their ferocity even more. The enemy's main general is right in front of them, how can they not fight desperately?

This is a great achievement, an opportunity for great achievement that they may not encounter in ten lifetimes!

Even if they die in battle, as long as they succeed in the end, they can be封妻荫子(feng qi yin zi: to ennoble one's wife and children)!

So, Pi Si's knife pierced into the thigh of a general's guard, which he exchanged for a knife in his abdomen.

And at this time,

A Ming also completed the preparation,

Forbidden spells, even small forbidden spells, have a relatively troublesome prelude.

"Forbidden...Blood Sacrifice!"

A blood shadow appeared under A Ming's feet, as if a demon god summoned from the netherworld.

Cahill exclaimed, "Oh, Lord A Ming knows more forbidden spells than I do."

"Buzz!"

The next moment,

The blood shadow窜入(cuan ru: darted into) the ground, and a bloody light appeared on the ground. It was extremely fast, and it directly bypassed the battle in front and quickly caught up with General Nian.

Meng Lei did not hesitate to fly up and block the blood shadow.

The blood shadow crashed into Meng Lei's body,

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

The iron-blooded guard, who would not utter a word even if he suffered more injuries on the battlefield, let out a miserable scream at this time. His body began to be corroded rapidly, and he became inhuman in an instant.

Then, the blood shadow dissipated, and the guard knelt on the ground, raising his hands. His flesh began to peel off. The whole person must be dead, but he began to show a strange dynamic like a newly skinned snake.

A blood shadow, almost a one-hit kill, but unfortunately, it didn't kill the main target.

In fact, if this forbidden spell was at A Ming's peak, it could cover the mountains and plains. At that time, even if there were twenty or thirty guards in front of Nian Yao willing to save him with their lives, it would be useless.

But that was after all himself at his peak. He doesn't dare to play like this now, unless there are also twenty or thirty Cahills around him to constantly supply him with energy.

If there is only one Cahill, forcibly increasing the scale of the forbidden spell will only lead to the failure of the forbidden spell and Cahill being squeezed into a body of pulp like a maggot.

The next moment,

A Ming tapped his toes on the ground,

The whole person chased after him like a ghost.

He didn't care about the battle on Guo Dong's side at all, even if Guo Dong and the others all died.

Ordinary people are used to be sacrificed. In the eyes of the demon king, there is no equality for all beings and compassion.

However, it was precisely because of the instantaneous death of the guard Meng Lei and A Ming's decisive movement and pursuit that the remaining three guards were unwilling to continue entanglement with Guo Dong and the others, and quickly脱离(tuo li: broke away) the battle circle to protect the general.

One of them, who was injured in the leg by Pi Si, turned and moved slowly. He was pounced on and knocked to the ground by a Yan soldier behind him. The two companions in front of him didn't pay attention to him at all and continued to chase after the general.

The 落单(luo dan: separated from the group) guard was stabbed to death.

It has to be said that compared to the Marquis of Zheng's luxurious guard lineup of going everywhere with the Sword Saint, General Nian's side is really much more shabby. There is not a single real martial artist by his side.

At this time, General Nian was very embarrassed. If the initial run was for the sake of稳妥(wen tuo: safety and security), after all, the name of "Zheng Fan Li" of the Marquis of Pingxi's mansion is well-known. According to the analysis of the Silver Armored Guards, he should be the top expert raised by the Marquis's mansion, who has been assisting the Marquis of Pingxi to this day.

So now, the tragic death of Meng Lei has created a fear of the unknown situation.

The essence of fear is the unknown.

When the Marquis of Zheng faced that prophecy, he was also sleepless and uneasy. General Nian naturally panicked when he saw this incredible scene of death. After all, everyone is human, no one is a god.

General Nian turned over a 土丘(tu qiu: mound),

A Ming chased over this mound,

General Nian seemed to have sprained his foot, or in order to escape faster, he rolled down the slope in a very uncouth manner.

Below is a low-lying area, a place where wind valleys gather, so thick枯叶(ku ye: dead leaves) have accumulated.

General Nian rolled into the dead leaves and finally stopped his body, but it was inevitable that he was extremely狼狈(lang bei: in a difficult situation), and the straw raincoat, which was very appropriate to the winter scene, also became tattered.

A Ming began to結印(jie yin: forming hand seals) again,

Cahill began to habitually help烘托(hong tuo: set off) the atmosphere:

"Oh, let me guess, what forbidden spell is the great Lord A Ming going to use this time? I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Forbidden...Blood Sacri..."

"Oh, the great Lord A Ming actually used the Blood Sacrifice again. It's really shocking!"

In the rear, the speed of the two guards was too slow. Even if they hurried, they still could not stop A Ming from催发(cui fa: stimulating) the previous terrifying and森(sen: gloomy)招式(zhao shi: moves).

One of the guards threw the knife in his hand.

A Ming sensed it behind him, but he didn't dodge.

Not because he couldn't move at all when forming the seal, but...

"Pfft!"

The knife pierced into A Ming's waist diagonally, but A Ming didn't move at all, he didn't pay any attention to it.

"Oh, at this time, a knife piercing into the body can make the atmosphere more in line with the aesthetics of my Blood Clan. As expected of Lord A Ming, the artistic and visual attainments make me admire him so much that I want that group of Western painters to line up to come..."

However,

Just then,

General Nian, who was sitting in front in great embarrassment, shouted:

"I know I'm not Tian Wujing."

"Oh, so?"

Cahill, while being sucked blood, didn't forget to help A Ming捧哏(peng gen: feed lines in a crosstalk).

After all, letting the target of being killed say a few more words before dying is a very happy enjoyment.

"So, I'm not that放荡(fang dang: unrestrained) either."

Saying that,

Nian Yao raised his arm,

And shouted:

"Military formation, rise!"

"Ho!"

"Ho!"

"Ho!"

Under the piles of dead leaves, individuals stood up in an instant. They held shields in their left hands, spears in their right hands, and knives and axes on their backs.

A few,

Dozens,

Hundreds,

No,

On the other sides of the valley depression, similar voices also came. Obviously, there were at least a thousand ambush soldiers hidden here!

General Nian, who had been孤立无援(gu li wu yuan: isolated and helpless) and extremely狼狈(lang bei: in a difficult situation) before, was immediately surrounded by layers of protection in the center.

Cahill roared almost angrily:

"So why did you run away just now!"

Obviously carrying so many soldiers, he deliberately made a look of running away just now. Was he deliberately playing with us, damn it!

Nian Yao patted his forehead,

And cursed:

"Who told me to order them when I came out for some fresh air, that unless I personally gave the order, no one was allowed to move without authorization!

Who told the soldiers I trained to be truly 令行禁止(ling xing jin zhi: obeying orders)!

Seeing me running here to escape, no one actually took the initiative to come to 接应(jie ying: meet and assist) me!

Damn it,

I almost坑死(keng si: harm to death) myself!"

General Nian is not炫耀(xuan yao: show off) his ability to train soldiers,

Because if Meng Lei hadn't blocked the move for him earlier,

He might have died horizontally in front of his 親軍(qin jun: own troops).

This kind of death is simply憋屈(bie qu: suffocating)!

Nian Yao pointed his hand forward,

And ordered:

"Advance!"

"Ho!"

The Great Chu Imperial Forbidden Army began to charge forward.

"Oh, great Lord A Ming, we now..."

A Ming directly terminated his second round of pinching seals,

Reached out his hand,

And pulled out the knife stuck in his waist.

"Lord A Ming, are we going to fight to the death? Yes, as noble Blood Clans, how can we lower our noble heads? We must..."

"Clang!"

The knife was thrown on the ground,

A Ming turned around,

Ran!