"Fei Yi, as a valiant general of our army, you can lead your troops to charge into the Sheng Gate and break out from the Jing Gate. This formation is bound to be defeated!" Bi Fang said.
Fei Yi is also one of the Seven Hundred and Twenty-One Princes, his demonic form is a black snake monster, this guy has two bodies, which can be understood as a double-tailed snake, its life force is extremely strong, even if its heart is pierced through, it can continue to survive with another heart.
Fat Yin rides on the back of a black bear, his physique is extremely robust, bare-chested, and there are two hearts inside his chest cavity. One is on the left and the other is on the right. While providing powerful blood supply, it also gives him far more strength than ordinary humans.
After receiving the military order, the tattoos on his chest, back, and both arms emitted a dazzling blood glow. The rich smell of blood spread outwards. He let out a howl, held two copper hammers in his hands, led a thousand cavalrymen, and according to Bi Fang's instructions, charged into the Sheng Gate among the eight gates with a roaring cry.
Dozens of Deng family soldiers raised large shields to block, and more soldiers set up long spears.
Fat Yin's black bear roared, its voice extremely loud, several Deng family soldiers felt dizzy. Fat Yin revealed a sinister smile and swung his two copper hammers up and down like meteors.
Not only is he strong, but he's also incredibly fast. With one hammer strike, a heavy plate armor shield and the soldier behind it were smashed into a cloud of blood mist.
Fat Yin reversed his hammer, and the two soldiers who held long spears could not resist this great strength. One of them had their brain matter exploded, and the other's ribcage completely collapsed.
Fat Yi laughed, "Get out of the way! You scoundrels! Don't block Grandpa's path!"
He charged into the gap, slaughtering everyone inside.
He relaxed his copper hammers and slammed his elbows down hard, breaking the lances in two. Then he extended his arms like a snake's tail, wrapped around the necks of the two soldiers, and squeezed them to death.
Covered in blood, as if he had just completed a trivial matter, he picked up the copper hammers as if nothing had happened and continued to charge into the fray.
Fat Yi roared continuously and relentlessly, breaking through fifteen layers of defense at the Sheng Gate, and finally pushed back the iron axes wielded by Deng Xiu under the command of Deng Jiugong. These Deng Jiugong personally trained iron ax fighters were elite. In the midst of combat, his face and back were slashed twice.
Bloodied, Fat Yi pierced through the Sheng Gate and entered the Jing Gate.
The one guarding the gate was Deng Chanyu.
Fat Yi pointed at her with his copper hammers and laughed, "Ha ha, it's a female general. Merchants are incompetent and send women to fight. Your daughter, if you kneel down now, I will spare your full body!"
Deng Chanyu was disdainful, "What all the blabbering? Just come over and die!"
"Remember the name of your grandfather, Grandpa is Fat......"
"Fat, I have no interest in knowing your name!"
Enraged, Fat Yi swung his hammer to strike.
Deng Chanyu waved her long spear to block.
The guy in front of me indeed had a lot of strength, and that tenacity of not being afraid to die was something ordinary people didn't have.
Deng Chanyu didn't practice the Eight Trigrams Martial Art; even after being hit by a hammer, she would be injured. After fighting for more than a dozen rounds, she spurred her horse and fled.
"Where are you running!" Although Fat Yin's brain wasn't the cleverest, he could still tell that this female general seemed to be extraordinary, and he quickly chased after her.
His eyes fixed on the back of Deng Chanyu. Suddenly, he saw her waving rapidly at him. A dazzling beam of light instantly occupied his entire field of vision.
Instinctively, he tried to close his eyes and turn his head, but realizing it was not the right move, he quickly lifted both hammers to protect his face, but it was too late.
Originally, Deng Chanyu would only use a few moves before running away. She took advantage of your fixed gaze on her backhand to throw five-color stones to blind you and strike at vital points, which was an incredibly effective tactic. Now that she has learned more spells, her original skills have been greatly improved.
With a muffled "puff," a bowl-sized hole appeared in Fat Yin's chest, with the Qing Yang True Fire constantly burning the surrounding muscles and bones, nearly destroying his thorax.
"Odd? He's not dead yet?" As Deng Chanyu turned her horse around to deliver the finishing blow, she found Fat Yin clutching his chest, flipping over and crawling back onto the black bear's back, preparing to flee.
Deng Chanyu was taken aback. What's going on? Even with a missing heart, he should be dead. Is this human?
Fat Yin showed no mercy, and he didn't care whether the soldiers beside him were from his own army or the Deng family. He grabbed them and threw them like sandbags towards the direction of Deng Chanyu.
The eyes of a master of hidden weapons are no ordinary sight, and Deng Chanyu wasn't riding a horse either; she held her long spear upside down. When she saw her own soldiers, she swatted them aside with the spear. When she saw the enemy, she struck their heads off directly. Within less than thirty steps, she caught up to Fat Yin again.
"I'll see if this fatty has more than one life!" With a stroke of her long spear, she aimed for the neck of Fat Yin.
Bi Fang was waiting outside the formation. Less than an incense stick's time had passed before the shouts of combat within the Eight Door Golden Lock array ceased. He was worried and soon, a severed head was hung high on the flagpole opposite. The face with its thick muscles and slightly distorted features vaguely resembled Fat Yin's.
With the Seven Hundred and Twenty Routes of Princes, one side had been eliminated before they even reached the heart of the Shang Dynasty, and worse still, they didn't even know who this general with a flag that read "Deng" was.
"General!" Several of his subordinates turned to Bi Fang.
The advance commander must not only rely on bravery but also on wisdom. At this moment, Bi Fang felt a bit timid. Fat Yin and his men were among the top warriors in the north, now that he died without finding much out, he had to be careful.
He wanted to retreat, but after receiving a whisper in secret, he looked back several times and then changed his mind.
"Open, resting, and life are the three doors of the 'Three Killings'. Fat Yin failed to take down the Life door, so there must be something suspicious. Follow me, let's attack the thunderous door among the Three Fierce Doors!"
More than ten thousand troops marched fiercely towards the thunderous gate, which was only guarded by one thousand men.
The tiger, leopard, wolf, and jackal all attacked together. The soldiers from the south who suddenly saw so many ferocious beasts felt a bit frightened. Xiao Qiao General wielded a broadsword to try and block Bi Fang.
Bi Fang, with his powerful footwork, dashed into the Thunder Gate and immediately abandoned his steed. Using both of his hands, he revealed a pair of flying claws and shot them out quickly. They were certain to grab a commanding officer in charge of formation. With a wrist snap, these elite officers, who were also known as troops on a cloud, plummeted into the enemy ranks where Bi Fang beheaded them.
He never engaged in a duel with the general; instead, he kept slaughtering middle-level officers.
Using the techniques of the primitive people for hunting and shooting, Xiao Qiao launched three shots with a spear, but all of them were easily dodged by Bi Fang, who was extremely nimble.
Damn! The enemy didn't engage in a duel with her but focused on killing the officers. Her speed was too slow, and she couldn't catch up.
In her moment of urgency, the voice of Deng Chanyu echoed in her ear: "Don't engage in prolonged combat with the enemy. We're not just dealing with these ten thousand rebels in front of us; there are also enemies in the shadows. Change formation!"
"Aye!"
The Eight Door Golden Lock Array swiftly transformed. Led by Deng Chanyu's "bean soldiers," eight thousand men reorganized into seventy-two small arrays, each with one hundred and eight people. These small arrays then combined to form a single large array. The eight doors became one, and the large array still subtly conformed to the meaning of the Bagua (eight trigrams). The Bagua transformed into the four celestial animals, which merged into two polarities, and the two polarities were reintegrated into one. The eight doors were now unified as one, making this new formation known as the Heavenly Gate Formation!
