C221 Chop Hell King's Head
C221 Chop Hell King's Head
As soon as they reached the shore, Hee Feng hurriedly took out the black jade pendant.
It was used to contact the fat ghost servant.
After injecting his spirit energy into it, Hee Feng entered it and started a conversation with the fat ghost servant.
"Fatty, where are you now? Can you come here for a bit?" Hee Feng asked.
"Exalted Immortal, please wait for a moment. Our Underworld has an emergency gathering order, we need to make a trip first." The fatty said anxiously.
His tone was somewhat nervous. Asking for leave from a very powerful person was undoubtedly a painful matter, because you would constantly worry about whether you would offend him because of that.
"What is it? Why are you in such a hurry? Is there anything I can do for you?" Hee Feng's tone changed and said coldly.
"No, no. Exalted Immortal. It's just that the order of the Underworld is too urgent. Let me tell you a secret. Damn it, I don't know which guy wants to gather 100,000 soldiers. Come and chop the Hell King's head. That's not it. Gather all of us, the Yin Messengers. It's to resist the 100,000 soldiers." Fatty said.
"Holy sh * t, such a powerful army, where is the 100,000 strong army?" Hee Feng asked in surprise.
"Exalted Immortal, it's in Yunnan Province. The exact location seems to be connected to some place in the northeast. I can't remember what the name of the place is." Fatty said.
"Yunnan Province? Oh, that's great. I'm here too. Come to my place after you're done. Oh, right. I think the place you're talking about should be Teng Chong. Yes, it must be there." Hee Feng said to the fatty.
"Supreme Immortal is indeed wise. You have already guessed it." The fat man said in a flattering manner.
"Wait" Hee Feng's expression changed. He discovered that the fellow who gathered 100,000 soldiers to chop off the Yama King's head was very similar to him.
It seemed that he was currently holding a Soul Gathering Flag and crossing the river with 100,000 soldiers' souls.
En, that's right, it's me.
Hee Feng came back to his senses and asked the fat man, "Fatty, let me tell you something. Don't get too excited. It's best not to get too excited. If you really want to get excited, then it's best not to shout. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that the people around you won't kill you. "
"Ah! Exalted Immortal, what do you mean? Why am I a little confused? " The fatty asked curiously. He was very curious about what Hee Feng meant.
At this time, Hee Feng said, "It seems like the guy who led 100,000 soldiers to look at the Yama King's head is me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a roar that sounded like a pig being slaughtered came from the opposite side.
The moment the sound was heard, it suddenly stopped. Then, the fat man said in a surprised voice, "Exalted Immortal, you aren't lying to me, are you?"
"How could that be? I'm not that kind of person." Hee Feng frowned and said.
"Didn't I tell you last time? This time, I'm going to Myanmar to bring the 100,000 soldiers' souls back to the country and send them home. I went there right away. Now, they are crossing the river one after another." Hee Feng said.
"Ah! Then, Exalted Immortal, do you have the heart to look at the Yama King's head?! " Fatty asked carefully, afraid of angering the other party.
Hee Feng roughly thought for a moment. He felt that his strength was not strong enough to watch the Yama King play with his head.
After all, he was not Sun Wukong. He had the ability to transform into seventy-two, and he was not indebted to him. Therefore, he would not have such thoughts.
Even if it was Sun Wukong, he did not chop off the Yama King's head.
"I don't have such thoughts. Why? You do! Do you want me to help you? " Hee Feng said.
"No, no, I wouldn't dare." The leading fatty wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said.
"Okay, that's good." Hee Feng said lightly and then ended the call.
At this moment, not far from Hee Feng, nearly ten thousand ghost soldiers had gathered in front of him.
These ghost soldiers were wearing armor, holding long spears or halberds in their hands, and there were even a few fellows holding long spears.
There was also a team of about 1,000 of them. They wore black iron armor and had ferocious iron masks on their faces. They rode a group of horse riders that were already skeletons.
They stood a kilometer away from Hee Feng.
In the dark army camp one kilometer away, a few officers wearing different clothes were arguing.
Among them, there was Zhao Kuo, who had brought 400,000 Zhao surrendered soldiers and went to hell together. He was now the commander-in-chief.
En, 400,000 surrendered soldiers had their heads chopped off by Baiqi. That was 400,000 Yin Soldiers. The Yan Huang tradition was that as long as there were soldiers, there would be power. It was the same in the Underworld, so it was said that Zhao Kuo had a name for himself. However, even if he died, he still lived a good life in the Underworld.
He was a general.
Now, he was the commander-in-chief of the Rebellion Army, and he had ten thousand soldiers under his command.
They were all soldiers who had died in the past dynasties. Under Zhao Kuo's command, they were preparing to attack Hee Feng.
However, the disadvantage in numbers made Zhao Kuo hesitate. After all, once bitten by a snake, he would be afraid of a rope for ten years.
Ever since Zhao Kuo suffered a loss in the Battle of Changping and Baiqi suffered a loss, he no longer dared to lead the army to attack.
He was afraid that he would be surrounded again.
Now, a few generals were arguing.
Among them was Li Jingtai, who had once been a general for Emperor Jian Wen. Yes, he had given five hundred thousand human heads to Emperor Yan and helped Zhu Di ascend to the throne. He and Zhu Di had been enemies for a thousand years, and they had been fighting to the death for decades.
Relying on those five hundred thousand heads, he could be considered to be doing pretty well in the Underworld.
There was also the King of South Vietnam, Zhao Tuo, who had lived for a long time in the old man's place. He was more than 100 years old.
The one who had lived the longest among the group was an experienced person, and that was what he said. Zhao Kuo didn't have a good impression of this Zhao Tuo.
Although they were all surnamed Zhao, they might have been a family 500 years ago.
However, he had two people. One was from the State of Qin, and the other was from the State of Zhao. How could he pee in the same pot?
Qin and Zhao were incompatible. This was the rule.
"When the wood and stone weapons clash, who wins and who loses? Who wins when the copper and iron weapons and the cannon weapons fight? Therefore, this battle is easy to defend and not easy to attack." Zhao Kuo shouted.
Although he was in the Underworld, it wasn't like he didn't know who it was. He knew everything about atomic bombs and firearms. After all, the Underworld was made up of people, and they wanted to know what had happened in the Yang World. Wouldn't that be extremely simple?
"Forget it, we've already found out about those things. It's just that some of the defeated soldiers were scattered by the Japanese shorty. What a f * cking disgrace! Let my 1,000 Ding family charge! They will definitely be scattered! " The meaning behind his words was that Li Chengliang was a famous general at the end of the Ming Dynasty. In the past, during the tens of thousands of years, under the leadership of the valiant Emperor of the Ten Thousand Calendar. During the war against the Nihon Empire, Fengchen Xiuji rushed to his hometown.
Of course, this was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that this person was really a Korean, so there was no need to fight over the Korean.