Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 21: Breaking the City Overnight

After temporarily calming the panicked army, E Jisheng rubbed his forehead and thought about what to do next. He hurried back to the study and prepared to write a letter to his brother, Nanbo Hou E Chongyu, asking for help.

It's impossible for just anyone to write a letter and the army on the front lines to come back to support them. Wouldn't that cause chaos? The handwriting must be clear, the code words known to the brothers must be written down, and finally, his private seal must be included.

E Jisheng's right hand was shaking all the time. After he finally calmed down, he forgot the secret code and pondered over it. Finally, he went to look for his private seal.

When he handed the letter for help to his confidant and asked him to leave the city overnight to ask E Chongyu to send troops to rescue, Deng Chanyu arrived!
chaos!
The city of Nandu is brightly lit at night, but not to defend against the enemy, but because some "fools" are distributing flour!
Deng Ai didn't even bandage his arrow wound, and blood was gushing out of his arm, but he distributed flour to the people of Nandu in this state.

His clothes were soaked with sweat inside, and half of them were covered in blood and mud outside, with a layer of flour covering the outside. He looked so shabby that it was unbearable to look at.

Someone smelled blood on him, but didn't think much of it, thinking it was from killing chickens and pigs. "Free flour is being distributed now! And you're still thinking about something else? Are you stupid?"
The old ladies who usually have difficulty walking threw themselves on the flour bags, just to take away the flour that "belongs to them" first, and then see if there is an opportunity to take another bag.

Originally, almost 90% of the defenders of Nandu City went to the riverside to resist Deng Jiugong's army. The remaining soldiers and some young and strong men followed E Jisheng to ambush, but were beaten bloody by the heavenly generals and most of them were captured. Now, almost all the people on the city wall are young and strong men who were captured temporarily, and there are no soldiers left.

Deng Chanyu led her army to the foot of the city. She didn't even have to perform any tricks like lifting a thousand-pound gate. The servants of the Deng and Huang families climbed up the city walls with rope ladders, chopped down a few scattered soldiers, and then opened the city gates to let her army in.

Before E Jisheng's confidant left the room, he was blocked at the door by Deng Chanyu who came at full speed.

"Uncle Jaw is still strong and healthy. I rushed over here, but I still asked you to finish writing the letter. Can I take a look? General Xiao Qiao, bring the letter here for me to see."

She was blocking the door, and next to her was the tribal leader who had just surrendered. The south had a dense network of waterways, and their tribe was particularly good at building bridges. Over the years, they had used "Qiao" as their tribe name because this person had an older sister who was said to be of the same big build, with a female warrior who could run horses on her arms. In Deng Chanyu's words, that one was "Da Qiao", and the one in front of her was naturally "Xiao Qiao".

The confidants were trembling with fear and dared not say a word.

Xiao Qiao stretched out her big hand like a palm-leaf fan and snatched the letter directly.

"Well, it's well written. Okay, let's send it out." Deng Chanyu unfolded the letter and took a closer look. Then, she stuffed the letter back into the envelope with satisfaction and returned it to her confidant. She made way and indicated that the confidant could go to the front line to deliver the letter.

With a "puff", E Jisheng drew out his sword and stabbed his confidant to death with one blow. He pounced on the corpse like a mad dog, tearing the letter into pieces, and then stuffed it all into his mouth. His throat moved twice and he swallowed the letter.

Deng Chanyu shook her head. "Uncle, everyone says you're the wisest man in Tiannan, but now it seems you're just average. You're more important to me than that letter. Or does your uncle want to challenge his niece to a martial arts competition?"

She held the halberd upside down, signaling that you could attack.

He Jisheng hesitated for a moment, turned the hilt of the sword upside down, and prepared to commit suicide.

A shot of five-colored stone was fired, and the long sword flew out in a spin, and with a "whoosh" sound, it was nailed to the beam of the house.

Deng Chanyu was too lazy to look at him anymore and gestured to Xiao Qiao: "Tie this guy up and stuff a cloth in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue to commit suicide."

"Yes!"

Huang Feibiao arrived at Nandu an hour before dawn. Normally, after a city is captured, notices are posted and the people are reassured. The Deng family had distributed flour, eggs, and soybean oil in advance, saving them the trouble. What a great army! Not only did they not have to provide food and drink to the people, they even provided it!

Eggs, rice, flour, cloth, all for free! Deng Ai took out all the supplies stored in the Deng family warehouse, and the people of Nandu enjoyed the joy of buying for free. After regaining their sanity, they found that the flags on the city walls had been changed.

Deng Chanyu didn't mention any reckoning later. She just gave it to you, so you can take it. She also opened the two warehouses of Nanbohou and distributed grain and some gold and silver to the young and strong men. If you don't want Nanbohou to confiscate these things later, you have to help me defend the city.

Except for Nanbo Hou E Chongyu and his eldest son E Shun, the rest of the E family, including men, women, young and old, totaling more than seventy people, were almost wiped out.

Deng Chanyu handed these people over to Uncle Biao for care. He had been Huang Feihu's deputy general for half his life. Uncle Biao was very skilled in doing these things and she didn't need to worry about them at all.

She came to Nanbohou's treasure house with a grand manner.

"Open the door and let me check to see if there are any wanted criminals in here." She said righteously.

The member of the Jaw family who managed the treasury wanted to refuse, but when he saw the halberd still dripping with blood in her hand, he did not dare to resist.

"Ha!" Deng Chanyu was overjoyed when she saw the treasure house of the Jaw family.

The Deng family is very rich, but the senior employees of the Deng family are ultimately not as good as the major shareholder, Nan Bohou.

As a top family with a thousand-year heritage and control over two hundred princes and many barbarian tribes in the south, the Jaw family's treasury contains mountains of precious spiritual materials.

A piece of wood that was more than one meter tall, fiery red in color, and exuding a refreshing fragrance attracted her attention.

Without flipping through the Book of Curiosities, she only needed to take a glance and rely on the memory derived from the bloodline of the Phoenix clone to learn the name of this precious wood.

This is the paulownia tree that blooms once every thousand years and bears fruit once every thousand years.

It’s a bit of a pity that it’s not the innate Wutong tree where Yuanfeng has lived for 36,500 years, but just a branch that fell from the tree.

However, even branches can be of great benefit to the Phoenix clone in removing impurities from the body and repairing damage to its origin.

The phoenix will only roost on the paulownia tree. Although the current environment is not good, it can sleep in a grass nest, but if the conditions are good, it will definitely be more comfortable to rest on the paulownia tree.

In addition to this precious paulownia wood, she also found a drop of what seemed to be the blood essence of Qingluan. The remaining spiritual materials were also dazzling. While strengthening the Phoenix clone, she could let some of them slip through her fingers to strengthen Dang Kang and Zuo Wu. She could be said to have made a fortune this time.

In the ancient times, there was a concept of cause and effect. The higher the status and the higher the cultivation, the more afraid one was of cause and effect, but those rules did not apply to the current situation.

After trolling the train and dashing for hundreds of miles, Biaozi was exhausted and frothing at the mouth. This wasn't a free lunch; she'd paid the price upfront. What kind of karmic retribution was there for something she'd snatched with her own skill?!

These are all mine! Daozu said the same thing when he came!
(End of this chapter)