The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

"Dad, I'm still worried about you going alone."

Although Wang Meng knew that Wang Beiwang had broken through to the fifth-grade grandmaster realm, he was still a little worried about the other party going alone.

"Who told you that I was going to Weicheng alone?" Wang Beiwang heard this and looked at Wang Meng who was standing opposite him with a faint smile on his face.

"I will lead 10,000 troops to Weicheng. They are the guards of our Wang family over the years. They will go to Weicheng with your father. Don't you feel reassured?"

"Don't underestimate them. Even though they were seriously injured on the battlefield, after they retired, they devoted themselves to practicing martial arts. Everyone's cultivation level improved rapidly."

"If we are talking about a large army, they are physically disabled and naturally cannot step onto the battlefield. If we are talking about fighting alone, their strength is not weak."

"Your father and I are going to Weicheng, we are not marching to fight, it is enough to take them with us."

There was a cold light flashing in Wang Beiwang's eyes.

The reason why he wanted to take them to Weicheng was mainly to let the people of Weicheng see where their luxurious life in Weicheng came from.

Over the years, since Wang Beiwang left Weicheng, he has been on the battlefield and escaped death countless times, while the number of soldiers around him has been replaced and killed countless times.

The so-called Nanyuan Iron Blade Wang Family is nothing but the result of the millions of brave and fearless soldiers who are willing to protect the Great Xia Dynasty behind them and shed their blood.

Therefore, over the years, Wang Beiwang has given the best treatment to all soldiers who retired from the Nanyuan Army and were disabled. As long as they are willing to stay in the Wang family, he will treat them like his own brothers.

"Dad, you must be careful. If anything happens to you in Weicheng, I won't care about the people of the Great Xia Dynasty. I will lead 500,000 Nanyuan troops from Nanyuan and head straight north to Weicheng."

Wang Meng looked at Wang Beiwang opposite him and spoke in a firm voice.

Wang Beiwang did not doubt the truth of Wang Meng's words at all, but said: "Don't worry, whether it is Murong Boheng, the Mei family, or the Mi family who have been very active in recent years, it is not easy for them to kill your father."

"Dad, when are you leaving?"

Wang Meng also knew his father's character. He must have made up his mind to go to Weicheng this time. No matter how much he tried to stop him, it would be meaningless.

"It's better to do it today than today. I'm waiting for you to come back. I'll say hello to you and then get ready to set off." Wang Beiwang stretched out his hand and took the rusty iron knife in front of him. With a faint smile on his face, he murmured, "I hope I won't need you on this trip to Weicheng, my old friend."

The iron knife seemed to tremble slightly, and the rust on it seemed like it was about to fall off.

Wang Beiwang walked out of the study holding an iron knife and wearing armor.

Outside, they saw Wang Chao, Ma Han and other wounded soldiers who stayed in the mansion. They were lined up neatly, and everyone had a determined look in their eyes.

"Brothers, my granddaughter, Wang Beiwang, is now trapped in Weicheng. I want to seek justice for her."

Wang Beiwang looked at the many veterans gathered in front of him. They were physically disabled, but filled with great fighting spirit. Their skills were far better than before they were injured.

For example, Wang Chao and Ma Han, after years of practice, are about to break through to the grandmaster level.

"General, we will follow you till death and never change."

Wang Chao and Ma Han, leading a large number of Nanyuan soldiers, roared so loudly that the sound resounded through the sky and even shook the yellow sand away.

"Then let's go. We have been away from Weicheng for decades and have been living in this yellow sand. It is time to go back to Weicheng and enjoy the honor that belongs to us, the unknown frontline fighters." Wang Beiwang's old voice sounded.

Many veterans couldn't help but shed tears in their eyes, and they couldn't remember how long they had been away from their hometown.

"drive!"

Wang Beiwang walked to the left side, stretched out his hand and stroked his warhorse.

The war horse has strong limbs and bright eyes, and is also a top-quality war horse.

It has followed Wang Beiwang through life and death for many years. In recent years, the hair on the horse's head has turned a little pale.

"Old buddy, maybe this is our last long journey, let's go!"

hiss!

The moment Wang Beiwang straddled its back, the warhorse neighed and raised its front legs high, as if to tell Wang Beiwang that it was still strong and could travel thousands of miles.

The sound of horse hooves rang out, and Wang Beiwang, wearing armor and riding a warhorse, rushed out of the mansion.

Each of the old soldiers had one leg, one arm, or one eye. In short, they all had defects.

However, as they followed Wang Beiwang out of the mansion and saw the war horses lined up neatly outside, everyone's eyes were fanatical.

Immediately afterwards, they all turned over and jumped onto their horses.

"drive!"

With Wang Beiwang's loud shout, the war horses galloped quickly towards Weicheng, and the 10,000 veterans behind him also rode on their horses and followed closely.

……

Jinling City.

The two middle-aged men in blue robes were the ones sent by Murong Boheng to Jinling City to deliver the message to Ye Feng.

"Is Jinling City so prosperous?"

Cao Ming and Xue Kun originally thought that the Jinling City of the Song Dynasty would be a desolate scene, but they did not expect that as soon as they arrived in Jinling City, they would see a bustling crowd of people and cars.

The most important thing is that there are many martial arts masters among the pedestrians on the road, even quite a few are small masters.

"That Ye Feng is really amazing, let's go and pass on the message."

After asking around, they learned that Ye Feng lived in Qingya Pavilion, so they went straight to Qingya Pavilion.

"Who are you? Please stop."

The two guards outside Qingya Pavilion looked at Cao Ming and Xue Kun opposite them.

"We have important matters and would like to see the Lord of Zhenguo. I hope this brother can pass the message on for us." Cao Ming quickly said to the two guards.

"what's up?"

The two guards asked.

"Go tell the King of Zhenguo that we are from the Great Xia Dynasty. As for what's going on, we won't tell you until you see the King of Zhenguo." Cao Ming said firmly.

"You wait here for a moment. I will go and inform King Zhenguo first. I will tell you whether I want to see you or not then." A guard turned and walked towards the inner courtyard of Qingya Pavilion.

"Oh? Great Xia Dynasty, is there something wrong with Wan'er?"

Ye Feng heard the guard's words, nodded, and said, "Go and bring them in."

Not long after.

Cao Ming and Xue Kun came to Ye Feng, they were shocked in their hearts, because everyone in this yard looked extraordinary, especially the burly man they just met. The aura from the other person made them feel suffocated.

"If you two have anything to say, you must see me first."

Ye Feng came to a place not far in front of the two of them and asked slowly.

"Your Majesty, we are here on His Majesty's orders to tell you about Princess Taiping's current situation. The Mei family wants to marry Princess Taiping..."

Cao Ming told Ye Feng everything about the Mei family's intention to marry Murong Wan'er and that the head of the Mei family, Mei Jing, was going to Weicheng in person.

"A thousand-year-old family?"

After listening to this, Ye Feng looked indifferent, but felt a little cold inside.

He was really looking forward to seeing how powerful the thousand-year-old family was.

"You two go back and tell Murong Boheng that he wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife. I can help him do that, but I hope he doesn't swing the knife randomly. Otherwise, if he swings it in the wrong direction, we may not know who he kills."

"If Murong Wan'er makes the slightest mistake, I believe Murong Boheng will regret it. Send her away!"

Ye Feng looked at Cao Ming and Xue Kun with an indifferent expression, but his tone contained a cold murderous intent, which made the two of them shudder.

"We will make sure to convey your words. Goodbye."

After Cao Ming bowed, he quickly left Qingya Pavilion.

The pressure from Ye Feng was simply too strong.

They really didn't want to stay any longer for a moment.

I just want to send the message quickly and go back to report!

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