The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 262
A game that belonged to the northern border and belonged to the top level of Xuanyuan Kingdom came to an end in just two days. Neither Ye Feng nor Mutian behind the scenes had ever thought of completing the seven days.

Saying that it is limited to seven days is just a signal sent by Ye Feng.

To the east, the battle along the Gosang River had lasted several hours of fierce fighting, and it finally came to an end when the last Dongying Ronin fell.

For Ye Feng's side, this battle was actually not easy at all.

Among the ronin warriors from Fusang, there are as many as sixteen martial kings alone, and three of them belong to the peak martial king level. One is from Tianshen Mountain, one is a retainer of the Ryoma family, and the last one is the apprentice of the sword master Musashi.

These Fusang rogues, at the moment when the two sides met, immediately showed a strong will to kill the enemy, and they were cruel and fierce, and they did not hesitate to fight with their lives. The three peak martial kings, except for one to contain Lin Chong, the other two were all capable. With a tyrannical existence of one against five.

If it weren't for the large number of people, if Yu Feiyu hadn't brought people to support in the end, although the enemy could be wiped out in this battle, it would definitely be a miserable victory.

But even so, the Xuanyuan people who died in this battle still surpassed the skills of two hands. Only King Wu lost six people. King Cao Jiawu died in battle, and Su Haomin, the chief of Subei, who supervised Tiansi, died in battle. Lin Chong's bodyguard and Zhang Zhen, the general who came with him to protect the country, also died in battle.

These people, until the moment they died in battle, never had any regrets, their eyes were so generous and determined from beginning to end, even though they knew that Ye Feng blocked the gun this time, because during the battle, they already knew .

These ronin warriors, who came secretly, were all aiming at Ye Feng.

Ryoma family!

Juggernaut Palace!
Heavenly God Enlightenment Mountain!
What a ronin warrior, what a bushido spirit, when the bodies of those who died in battle were brought back one by one, Ye Feng was deeply silent.

In this battle, these people obeyed their own orders, but their will to kill the enemy has already surpassed their own orders. What kind of feeling is that?

Ye Feng knew that he owed those who died in battle an explanation.

"Go back to the northern camp!"

Fortunately, the three generals under his command, Leng Wuming, Sima Zhantian, and Qin He survived the battle, and Xia Lengchan entered the ranks of pinnacle masters because of this.

Everything you say is hypocritical!
If there is a destiny, Ye Feng will fight together again in the next life. Ye Feng quickly bid farewell to the visitors from the imperial capital, and embarked on the road to the northern camp.

Victory!
It's just such a victory, but Ye Feng couldn't be happier at all. This is a power struggle from within the Xuanyuan Kingdom. No matter who dies on both sides, they are all Chinese.

How about such a victory, what is there to be excited about?

What made Ye Feng feel even more distressed was the betrayal of his close friend Mutian, why the imperial capital was attacked a few months ago, and whose betrayal came from. Finally, there is an answer.

Northern Camp.

"Xiao Chuanqi, you and I are both the commanders of the Northern Territory Army. May I ask what qualifications you have to imprison the three of us?"

The camp of the third legion was already crowded with people, and the two sides were at war. Xiao Chuanqi led the first, fourth, and fifth legions to break into here by force, surrounded everything in the camp, and prohibited anyone from going out.

These included Guan Bohou, the commander of the Third Army, Ouyang, the commander of the Sixth Army, and Zhong Chengyan, the commander of the Eighth Army in the main camp.

Outside the general camp, all soldiers from the northern border were confronting each other. Most of these people showed a dazed look on their faces. Only the cronies belonging to the three legion commanders showed indignation on their faces.

Speaking of power, in the northern camp, although Xiao Chuanqi is the chief army commander, he is indeed not qualified to order or even detain any other army commanders.

Everyone in the entire northern camp knew that the only one who could truly exercise sovereignty over rewards and punishments over the commanders of the Eight Great Legions was the King of the Northern Territory.

But, will Legend Xiao be reasonable?

Obviously not, he stood at the gate of the tent with a sword in his hand, and said coldly: "I am ordered by the king to guard the camp in the north. Anyone who dares to leave the camp before the king of the north returns will be charged with desertion."

"Kill without mercy!"

With a single kill, there is no mercy, and the world will be killed.

Guan Bohou's face turned ashen when he heard the words. He didn't know if Xiao Chuanqi had been ordered, but this guy's desire to kill the three of them could not be faked.

"Wang Ming, whose Wang Ming is Ye Feng's? Or Zhu Guangbo's?"

"Xiao Chuanqi, we respect you as the head of the First Army, but if you insist on preventing me from going to rescue him, then don't blame us for being rude."

Compared to Guan Bohou, the commander of the Eighth Army, Zhong Chengyan, was younger and his language was sharper.

"You don't have to be polite, you can leave if you want, but just stay with your life."

Just say it!

Whether I can get out of this tent or not depends on whether my sword agrees or not. Xiao Chuanqi has no intention of giving in at all.

"Third brother, we can't delay."

"That's right, third brother, we can't procrastinate any longer. When Ye Feng comes back, the three of us brothers cannot escape."

Obviously, these three army commanders are very familiar with Ye Feng's methods, and they are also very aware of Ye Feng's strength. If they don't leave at this time, they are definitely waiting for death.

"You really think I don't want to, but Legend Xiao is the King of Martial Arts!"

Guan Bohou felt extremely bitter in his heart.

Can go, who the hell wants to be imprisoned here?Seeing Xiao Chuanqi's expression, he wished that he and others would rush out now.

"What about King Wu, don't forget, this is the camp in the north, brother, just do as I say, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

Zhong Chengyan spoke again.

Soon, the three of them suddenly broke out in silence, shouting together:
"Xiao Chuanqi, the head of the first army, falsely passed on the king's order in an attempt to disobey the king. Where are the soldiers in the northern border? Let's capture the traitor together with us."

The three voices all used their internal strength, and they were so loud that they were heard not only in the camp of the third army, but also in the four nearby military camps.

Xiao Chuanqi, the commander of the First Army, is he a traitor?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, in the camp of the Third Army, the cronies belonging to the three yelled again and again:
"Kill! Capture Chuanqi Xiao, capture the rebel."

Without any hesitation, these people moved their hands first.

Truth, what is truth?

As long as you shout hard enough about the truth in the world and shout enough, more and more people will believe in you, until the false becomes true.

Not to mention, during the few months since Zhu Guangbo's arrival, the Northern Camp had already been divided into two parts, overtly and secretly.

As a result, those who were hesitant without knowing the reason, saw the two sides move their hands at this time, and they also mixed in, no matter who was true or who was false.

Anyway, if you help your legion commander, you can't go wrong.

"Guan Bohou, you are doing well."
Seeing the chaos outside, Xiao Chuanqi was full of evil spirits.

Ye Feng, the king of the north, did not hesitate to risk his life and did not want to drag the soldiers of the northern border into it, in order to prevent the former compatriots from having a situation of brotherhood, but these three people did not hesitate to let their subordinates fight against Paoze in order to escape.

"The order of the Northern King is here!"

"Put down your weapons, anyone who dares to continue to fight will be killed on the spot."

Xiao Chuanqi rushed out instantly.

In his hand, it was a black dragon token with only one traditional Chinese character engraved in the center: Bei.

In the four realms of Xuanyuan Kingdom, the four kings have their own exclusive tokens. Seeing the tokens is like seeing the king in person. The reason why Zhu Guangbo has not been able to convince the public for so long is that he lacks the tokens of the northern border.

As for the Northern Territory Token, Ye Feng had handed it over to Xiao Chuanqi, in order to prevent this scene from happening.

A royal decree is unique in the world, and no one dares to pretend it.

Seeing Xiao Chuanqi holding up the northern king's order, the soldiers who moved their hands looked astonished, and then threw their weapons on the ground one by one.

Of course, there were those who discarded them, and those who refused to disarm them. Facing these people, Xiao Chuanqi's eyes froze for a moment, and for a moment, swords flashed everywhere.

Xiao Chuanqi didn't move, only the little sword intent moved.

Can you escape?

Seeing the three fleeing in opposite directions, Xiao Chuanqi also stopped killing, took back the token, turned around and chased after the three.

"Damn, those people are not moving."

In less than two minutes, Xiao Chuanqi chased after the three army commanders with his sword in hand. At this time, the three still failed to escape from the northern camp.

How dare you move!

In the face of Xiao Chuanqi's sword-intent killing, the cronies belonging to the three had already been terrified, and they were so frightened that their hands softened, not to mention that the main generals all fled before the battle.
"Xiao Chuanqi, what are you going to do? Don't forget your own identity, you are just a legion commander."

Seeing Xiao Chuanqi drawing his sword, the three of them panicked.

"You guys forgot what I was holding just now. I am holding a king's order, and I can cut it first and play it later."

"In your next life, remember not to be a traitor. I won't let you feel pain because you have done something wrong in the north."

Shaking hands, three sword flowers floated over the heads of the three.

Boom!all
The three legion commanders were struck by the sword at the same time and fell almost at the same time.

"Let's go!"

Xiao Chuanqi put his sword into its sheath and silently closed his eyelids for the three of them.

Back then, the commanders of the Eight Great Legions once drank and sang together; they also fought hard together to kill the enemy;

However, the brothers turned against each other, whose fault is it all?

"Shangguan Fenghua, who are you?"

A figure came slowly, it was the elder commander of the Seventh Army.

"I know what you mean, but I've never belonged to anyone. I'm just a real northern soldier. It doesn't really matter to me who wins this kind of competition."

"Besides, I'm one of them right now, here to see them off."

Shangguan Fenghua took off his military cap, stared deeply at the three army commanders who were lying on the ground, then bent down, and when he got up, tears were streaming down his face.

Ye Feng won, and the three army commanders who betrayed him would die.

Similarly, if Zhu Guangbo wins, even if Xicai Xiao Chuanqi does not kill him, Sima Zhantian will die just like Tan He.

The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are all the same as in the past.

I only hate why I was born in the north, and I, who have not forgotten my original intention, feel heartbroken.

(End of this chapter)