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

"No need to take action. Old soldiers never die. They also have their own glory. The 20,000 soldiers in front of us cannot defeat them."

Ye Feng held the Emperor's Sword in his hand, his eyes fixed on the battlefield situation not far away. There was a light flashing in the depths of his eyes. This was the glory of a soldier.

In the midst of killing and fighting, even veteran soldiers would not admit defeat easily. If they intervened in the battle between the two armies now, they would be at a disadvantage.

"Besides, things are not over yet. You two will have a lot of fighting to do." As Ye Feng spoke, he looked towards the opposite side of the battlefield where the two armies were fighting. That was the direction of Mei Hai and others.

……

Swish!

The rust on Wang Beiwang's iron knife had completely disappeared as the soldiers in front of him fell. The blade of the broad iron knife was honed, and the blood washed away the dust on it, turning it into a killing knife that became sharper and sharper.

There was a cold murderous intent in the depths of his eyes, and a majestic aura burst out from his body. Wang Chao and Ma Han behind him also became more and more courageous as the battle went on.

Time passed in the fighting, corpses were piled up on the ground, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

In the distant sky, a red sun gradually rose, and the whole earth began to regain a little light.

The iron knife in Wang Beiwang's hand was still dripping with blood, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He looked at Zhu Hong, who was dozens of meters away, with contempt on his face: "Zhu Hong, you want to deal with me with only the 20,000 soldiers you brought with you. Who do you think you are?"

As the roars rang out, Wang Beiwang found that there were still more than 6,000 of the 10,000 Nanyuan soldiers behind him alive. However, there were only more than 4,000 of the 20,000 troops led by Zhu Hong on the opposite side. They stood on both sides of Zhu Hong, with fear in their eyes.

They never expected that the combat effectiveness of the 10,000 disabled soldiers led by Wang Beiwang was so terrifying.

In fact, the most important thing is that the soldiers behind Wang Beiwang were fighting desperately instead of fighting.

"General Wang, I really can't understand. Wouldn't it be better for you to stay in Nanyuan? Why do you take them to Weicheng? You should know that some people don't want to see you do this." Zhu Hong was ignored by Wang Beiwang, but he was not angry. Instead, he tried to persuade him kindly.

Among all the generals of the Great Xia Dynasty, Wang Beiwang was definitely the most legendary one. He set out from Weicheng alone with a sword and headed for the once chaotic Nanyuan. Just relying on the sword in his hand, he fought his way out of Nanyuan.

It can be said that the 500,000 Nanyuan troops under Wang Beiwang’s command may not obey Murong Boheng’s orders, but will definitely obey Wang Beiwang’s orders.

The reason is very simple. The Namwon Army was slowly formed by Wang Beiwang after he went to Namwon. They all belonged to Namwon.

This is also the reason why even Murong Boheng had to reward Wang Beiwang as the Lord of Nanyuan.

In the past, the Red Blood Tribe in Nanyuan was cruel and bloodthirsty, constantly harassing the borders of the Great Xia Dynasty. During this period, the Dynasty sent troops to conquer them many times, but still to no avail.

It was not until Wang Beiwang arrived at Nanyuan alone with an iron knife that he killed all the members of the Chixue tribe. Most importantly, he set up his military camp in the yellow sand of Nanyuan.

"I want to let the people of the Great Xia Dynasty know that the people of Nanyuan are not easy to bully. Over the past few decades, I have lost countless brothers in battle just to destroy the Red Blood Tribe and give the Great Xia Dynasty a peaceful border. We have done it."

Wang Beiwang stared at Zhu Hong opposite him, spiritual power flowing through his body, still holding the iron knife.

"Hahaha……"

Zhu Hong laughed and said, "General Wang is right. You have indeed given the people of the Great Xia Dynasty a safe and stable southern border. But have you ever thought that if your 500,000 Nanyuan troops were stationed in the desert of Nanyuan, would they become another Red Blood Tribe? How can you make the people in the court feel at ease?"

"Aren't I here with my brothers to tell him so that he can be at ease?" Wang Beiwang's eyes were firm, and his heart was full of anger.

If Wang Beiwang had any ulterior motives, how could he go directly to Weicheng alone with 10,000 remaining soldiers?

"The Daming Dynasty is split. In the spring of next year, the Qin will march eastward, and the Nine Provinces will be in chaos. Who can feel at ease with you sitting on a 500,000-man Nanyuan army?"

Zhu Hong asked slowly.

"What you said does make some sense. This time I am going to Weicheng to make him feel at ease. I'm afraid you can't stop me."

There was a gleam in the depths of Wang Beiwang's eyes, and the iron knife in his hand was slowly raised.

"We are naturally unable to stop the old general."

Zhu Hong had a determined look on his face. He turned around and said, "Everyone, our Linshi County garrison has completed its mission. Now it's up to you."

shhhhhh...

Just as Zhu Hong finished speaking, a series of figures appeared not far from him, led by none other than Mei Hai, the third elder of the Mei family.

His face was gloomy and ferocious: "Your Linshi County defenders are really a bunch of rubbish. You have been fighting for a whole night and killed thousands of people."

When Zhu Hong heard this, anger and coldness flashed in his eyes, and he tightly grasped the weapon in his hand. The surviving defenders of Linshi County behind him were very angry when they heard that they were being humiliated.

"Don't be angry. It's too easy for our Mei family to kill a little general. Don't destroy yourself."

Killing intent also emerged in the depths of Mei Xing's eyes. He looked straight at Zhu Hong. As long as Mei Hai gave the order, he could kill Zhu Hong at any time.

Hua Hua Hua...

Zhu Hong suppressed his anger and said with a smile, "Wang Beiwang was able to roam the South Plains for decades. The soldiers following him were not just remnants of a remnant army. Although they were physically disabled, they were very good at fighting. With just a few of you, I'm afraid you may not be able to succeed."

"The Mei family never needs a large number of people to kill people."

A majestic aura emanated from Mei Hai, and his cultivation as a sixth-grade grandmaster erupted, with violent waves of energy spreading out from his body, one after another.

The soldiers from Linshi County all turned pale when they sensed Mei Hai's aura.

He was also shocked in his heart. He never expected that it was the strong man from the Mei family who showed up.

The Mei family is one of the eight thousand-year-old families.

“Hahaha… I never thought that even though I’m so old, I would be surrounded and killed by so many powerful men from the Mei family. This is really an honor for me.”

Wang Beiwang felt the aura of Mei Hai, and there was a cold flash in the depths of his eyes. His inner anger became even greater. Without Murong Boheng's tacit consent, how could the Mei family dare to attack him.

You know, the eight thousand-year-old families have an agreement not to participate in imperial struggles.

Now the Mei family openly wanted to kill him, the lord of Nanyuan.

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