Urban Shura

Chapter 362: God of War, You Can't Hold It!
"Subordinate Wei Feng, lead the crowd to return!" Hearing the shouts on the battlefield, the first one to come to Ye Mulong was Wei Feng!

At this moment, he had that extremely excited expression on his face, and the frenzied blood in his body had already begun to surge with passion.

There has been no war in northern Xinjiang for many years, and it has been a long time since he has followed Ye Mulong and fought on the battlefield. Now Wei Feng no longer thinks about winning or losing, because as long as Ye Mulong arrives, he will not lose!

The excited expression on his face now only represents one thing, slaughter!
Ye Mulong is able to give people this kind of confidence. Under his control, Wei Feng will go to slaughter the Feld army to his heart's content!
"Longhuying, return to your seat!"

"Northern Xinjiang group, return to your place!"

"Northern Xinjiang Second Regiment, return to your position!"

In just half an hour, the battlefield that had been divided by Ferd's army gathered together again, and Beijiang Erlang almost converged to Ye Mulong's side!

This is, the dominance of the battlefield!

"Ferld, retreat now, I will spare you!"

Seeing that all the major commanders in Northern Xinjiang had arrived, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Mulong's mouth, and then he spoke the first military order!
"Ferld, retreat now, I will spare you!"

"Ferld, retreat now, I will spare you!"

In an instant, the sound of roaring resounded through the earth!

Nearly a million boys from Beijiang shouted Ye Mulong's words in unison, and the voice was deafening!
"Damn! This is too arrogant!"

"Now we have the advantage, they dare to shout such words!"

"It seems that they must be given a taste of being dominated by fear, and their morale will be completely broken!"

On the battlefield, those shouts also spread into the Fuld camp, arousing public anger in an instant. All the lieutenants clamored to defeat Beijiang, only the expression on Fuld's face was extremely dignified!

"Ye Mulong is back, the morale of Northern Xinjiang, we can't defeat it!"

Ferd was a little frustrated. This time he dispatched troops, he was only a little short of completely defeating Northern Xinjiang, but Ye Mulong's return shattered all his plans!
"Lord Verde, as far as I know, Ye Mulong's strength is comparable to yours, why should you be afraid of him?"

"Yeah, the two of you fought one-on-one before, didn't you draw? In terms of strength, there is no gap between you. Now the situation is very good. We should pursue Chen Sheng!"

There is only one step away from success, and the door to the northern border is torn apart, and the land of China can be stepped on.

Ferd was not reconciled, and the lieutenants around him were even more reconciled!

"You guys don't know much about Ye Mulong!"

Fuld narrowed his eyes slightly, what made him fear was not Ye Mulong's personal strength, but his ability to coordinate everything on the battlefield!

This kind of ability is definitely not something that can be achieved by cultivating personal strength. Now that Ye Mulong has returned to his position, even though his own army has the upper hand now, if Ye Mulong personally leads the Northern Xinjiang army to fight back, his chance of winning is less than [-]%!
In an instant, the room fell into dead silence!
All eyes were on Ferd, waiting for him to make a final decision!

In the military tent, time is passing by every second!
After a long silence, Fuld glanced at everyone, and finally made a difficult decision: "Retreat!"

"retreat?"

"why?"

"Now we have the advantage!"

Everyone looked at Fuld in astonishment, completely unable to understand why Fuld would do this!
"It is precisely because we have the advantage that we have to retreat!" Fuld slammed his fists on the table fiercely, and said, "Retiring now, we are winning the battle. If we continue to fight, then we will fight." It's a lost battle!"

Ferd and even Ye Mulong use their troops like gods. As he said, retreating now is winning battles. After returning to China, they will not be punished and will be rewarded. But if they continue to fight, they will suffer a big defeat just like they did three years ago. !

At that time, I will not be able to explain it!

"Pass my order to withdraw all troops without any mistakes!" In the end, Ferd made up his mind to withdraw all troops for free!
For a moment, on the frontal battlefield, the Ferd Army retreated like a tide.

Faced with such a spectacular scene, not only Hu Meiren was stunned, but even Pei Qiuhu was stunned!
He couldn't figure it out, why did Ye Mulong tell Fuld to withdraw his troops with a single word?
"Chasing, let me chase!" Pei Qiuhu growled furiously.

After being beaten so badly by Ferd, he naturally wanted to pursue him, so that he could save himself some face no matter what.

But at this moment, no matter how he roared, no one around him listened to his orders!
All eyes were on Ye Mulong!

Although Ye Mulong didn't explain his identity when he returned, and everyone didn't know whether he had been reinstated, but as long as he stood here, he was the Lord of Northern Border!
In front of Ye Mulong, Pei Qiuhu was instantly dimmed!

"What are you all doing blankly? I am the God of War in Northern Xinjiang. I order you to chase after me!" Pei Qiuhu roared hysterically, but everyone present remained indifferent.

"What? You want to disobey orders on the battlefield?!"

In a rage, Pei Qiuhu brought out the crime of disobedience on the battlefield. Under such a crime, if these northern Xinjiang commanders did not act, the consequence would be to kill the entire clan!

"Disobedience?" Ye Mulong looked at Pei Qiuhu, smiled coldly, and said, "Ye didn't issue an order, so how can there be disobedience?"

"You? You're an ass!" Pei Qiuhu had just taken office as the God of War in Northern Xinjiang, and he suffered a big defeat. His heart was already burning with anger. Now that he heard Ye Mulong say such words, he naturally began to reprimand him on the spot: "You Let me see clearly, now I am the God of War in Northern Xinjiang, and you are just a prisoner!"

"Snapped!"

As Pei Qiuhu's voice fell, Ye Mulong raised his hand bluntly and slapped loudly.

"Prisoner? Do you think a prisoner can come out of the deep sea prison and stand in front of you?"

Ye Mulong's slap made Pei Qiuhu stagger, and his consciousness became much clearer in an instant.

Only now did he suddenly realize that Ye Mulong had actually left the Deep Sea Prison! !

It was the most heavily guarded prison in the whole of China, directly under the royal family, but no one who went in had ever been able to come out alive!
But Ye Mulong not only came out, but even stood in front of him?

what does this mean?
Pei Qiuhu didn't continue to think about it, because he already felt something bad in his heart!

"After three months in office, I killed tens of thousands of my sons from Beijiang. What method do you think Pei Qiuhu can use to make amends?" Ye Mulong looked down at Pei Qiuhu, and before he finished speaking, he was startled Pei Qiuhu was covered in cold sweat.

"War requires someone to sacrifice. I am the God of War in Northern Xinjiang. You have no control over the tactics I formulated!" Pei Qiuhu pretended to be calm. After all, he was still sitting in the position of God of War in Northern Xinjiang. How about it.

However, Ye Mulong's calm eyes suddenly turned cold at this time, and he said coldly: "From the moment Ye appeared on this battlefield, you are no longer the God of War in Northern Xinjiang!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Mulong flashed a force in his palm, and instantly tore off Pei Qiuhu's epaulets that symbolized the glory of the God of War!

"Your shoulders can't bear the weight of this epaulette!"

(End of this chapter)