From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 143: The strongest attack at the peak, shocking hundreds of thousands of soldiers

After these words were spoken, many generals and captains around were slightly shocked.

Yan Ju’s adopted son!
This senior who possessed unique skills and had once rejected countless geniuses actually offered to take in an adopted son, just for Wu Fengdeng's head!

This was like a shot of adrenaline, instantly making everyone breathe faster and look greedy.

"kill!"

"Capture Wu Fengdeng! Avenge Lord Yan!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Firstly, the war situation was tense, and secondly, there would always be brave men when there was a big reward. For a moment, everyone was eager to fight and rushed out of the tent roaring.

puff~
Yan Ju sat heavily on the chair, his chest heaving violently.

He fought this battle to establish his authority and to gain a foothold in the State of Zhao. However, all five of his sons died in the battle, all at the hands of the same person!
At this point, the success or failure of this battle was no longer important to Yan Ju. He only had one thought in his mind: Kill Wu Fengdeng! Avenge his son!
Wu Fengdeng, who was fighting at the north gate at this time, did not know that he had become a hot commodity in the eyes of many Zhao soldiers. After assisting Guo Huan in killing the deputy general in front of him, he finally got a moment of respite.

"Brother Wu! You better retreat back to the camp! That old man Yan Ju will definitely come to seek revenge on you!"

Guo Huan knew very well that now that the decisive battle had come, Yan Ju would definitely avenge his son at all costs.

After being reminded, Wu Fengdeng also nodded: "Okay."

However, just as he was about to exit the north gate, he suddenly felt countless fiery gazes in the air focused on him.

call out!
Suddenly an arrow came flying towards him. Wu Fengdeng turned around and swung his spear to fight back. When he looked up, he saw several black spots rushing towards him.

"Kill Wu Fengdeng!"

The sounds became louder and louder. Looking at those enthusiastic expressions, he smiled with a slightly bitter expression.

It seems like I have become Tang Monk's meat!

"Bye-Bye!"

Wu Fengdeng now has very little energy left, so naturally he will not fight with them. He immediately turns around and flees away.

Those Qi-storing realm masters in the air wanted to come down to attack, but they were all stopped by generals such as Li Xin.

"Mr. Wu!"

Yuanjian Qingdai stood outside the moat and waved vigorously.

Rumble~
Almost at the same time, Wu Fengdeng suddenly felt as if a big hand was grabbing his heart, and an extremely strong sense of crisis was pouring down from his head.

Looking up, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and became dim.

The battlefield where Li Xin and Yang Duan were was brewing a terrifying aura of destruction, and in the middle of it, Yan Ju's cold eyes were staring at him.

click!
A bolt of white lightning suddenly blasted out, and after forcibly breaking through the joint blockade of Li Xin and the other man, it rushed straight towards Wu Fengdeng!

He was determined to kill himself at all costs!

In an instant, almost all the generals on the battlefield turned their eyes over, and the scene remained unprecedentedly calm for a moment!
Then the main generals of the Qin army rushed towards Wu Fengdeng in horror.

He is not only a hero who contributed to the capture of Jinyang in this battle, but also the deputy general of the vanguard of the Fire Armor Army and the Earl of Divine Bravery who was personally appointed by the king!

No matter who dies on this battlefield, he cannot die!

However, Yan Ju was extremely determined to kill Wu Fengdeng. This thunderous angry attack from the late stage of Qi Storage was so fast that no one present had time to rescue him. They could only watch as the white sea of ​​light enveloped Wu Fengdeng.

Boom!
The terrifying heartbeat made his whole body boil. Facing the thunder that was enough to shatter him into pieces a hundred times, he didn't even have time to be afraid. The instinct for survival made Wu Fengdeng's eyes resolute.

"Start the game!"

"Hegemony of swords and guns!"

"Violent Blood Technique!"

At the critical moment, Wu Fengdeng's thoughts raced to the extreme, and he instantly burst out with unprecedented energy and blood, with scarlet domineering sword and gun intent floating in his palm.

The four plates of Qimen turned out countless afterimages, and always stopped at a certain position.

Ah!
Wu Fengdeng took a long breath, his expression calm as water, he stepped forward with all his strength, stood on the gate of life and threw out the sword and gun in his hand!

The superposition of two trump cards, plus the tiny chance of life given by the four plates of Qimen, this domineering sword and gun attack can definitely be called Wu Fengdeng's strongest attack so far!
"Give back my son's life!"

boom!
The moment the red and white colors intersect, there is an earth-shaking explosion.

The white thunder exploded and turned into a sea of ​​thunder, and the ripples spread over an area of ​​more than 300 meters.

But even so, the red-gold ripples transformed by the domineering sword and spear still wrapped them tightly and could not break out at all.

As for Wu Fengdeng, only his armor was shattered, his long hair fluttered in the wind, and his handsome face was bathed in the strong wind. He had to raise his arms to block the wind in front of him.

The thunderstorm only lasted for a short moment before it quickly disappeared in the air. The remaining red energy and blood transformed into domineering sword and spear intent again, but it was so dim that it was almost transparent and did not enter Wu Fengdeng's dantian.

Dangdang~
The broken shoulder armor fell to the ground, Wu Fengdengfang put down his arm, breathing heavily, with some scarlet blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Other than that, there was no damage!
Call ~
The sound of the wind was getting louder and louder at this moment. Everyone on the Jinyang battlefield stood there in shock, like sculptures, unable to believe what they saw.

The rage from the late stage of Cang Qi, an attack that made everyone feel the aura of extreme destruction, was unexpectedly resolved by Wu Fengdeng in the Tuodan realm!

This feat, which no one would believe if it were told to others, was actually unfolding before them in a real and vivid way.

miracle!

"No, it's impossible!"

Yan Ju shook his head in astonishment. He had lived for more than fifty years and had never seen such an outrageous scene.

How can this be? !
Bloodthirst... Yes, Bloodthirst!
Yan Jufang reacted and realized that the surging energy and blood power in Wu Fengdeng just now was so similar to his Yan family's unique skills!
"Hong'er once said that his waist bag was stolen by Wu Fengdeng, and in it was the secret formula of his mental method. How could Wu Fengdeng have mastered it in just a few days!"

These waves of shock made Yan Juzhi begin to doubt his life.

"General Wu is mighty!"

A long, broken howl sounded in the silent battlefield.

It's Lie Group.

He stood on the ruins, shouting and laughing wildly, his face red.

"General Wu is mighty!"

"mighty!"

"mighty!"

Behind Li Qun, the sounds of numerous Qin troops rose up in waves, and finally merged into a raging tide, pouring down from the sky.

Our General Wu relied on his Tuodan Realm strength to withstand the angry attack of the enemy's Cangqi Realm and survived, still standing well. This is even more rare and valuable than winning a duel between the main generals.

What could be more morale-boosting than this?
What could be more courageous for the Qin army than this?

Is there anything that can better demonstrate the military might of the Qin Dynasty!

General Wu is like this!
With the support of the overwhelming morale, the Qin army was unstoppable and defeated the Zhao army, causing them to lose all morale and retreat step by step.

The Battle of Jinyang was brutal, and the edge of the Great Wall was a river of blood.

The red lotus fire was burning all over the sky, with a few faint brown bands of light fleeting. From time to time, the aftermath of the attack could stir up a terrifying gust of wind below.

That was the battlefield between Yang Jianwen and the left and right wise kings of the Xiongnu. The noise of the fierce battle between the three Zhenwu could be felt within a radius of a hundred miles. In comparison, the dozens of battlefields of all sizes below were nothing but child's play.

"Yang Jianwen! What does Zhao have to do with you? You and I are strangers, why do we have to fight to the death today?"

"I know you are being looked down upon in Wei State. This is the bad nature of you in the Central Plains! Why do you have to hang yourself on a tree? If you come to my tribe, the Chanyu will make you king, and you can harvest the vast grasslands!" "If you still insist on not changing your ways, don't blame me for fighting you to the death today. You are still young and in your prime years. Isn't it a pity?"

An old roar sounded in the sky, followed by a cold voice.

"You think too highly of yourselves, and you are willing to fight to the death with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red lotus fire in the air suddenly shrank back, and everything disappeared, leaving only the spear in Yang Jianwen's hand burning.

She lightly drew the tip of the gun, and the bright red flame seemed to be real, condensing into two six-petal red lotuses, which shot towards the two hunchbacked old men in the distance.

The turbid eyes of the wise kings on both sides were filled with fear, their white curly beards were trembling, and they turned around and fled in panic, not daring to stay there for even a moment!

How could this woman be so terrifying!
At the age of twenty-something, he has already reached the Zhenwu realm, and his spiritual energy is extremely pure, which is rare in the world. If nothing unexpected happens, with this kind of talent, he will definitely be able to advance to the level of an Earthly Immortal in the future!

Even these two wise kings felt a deep fear of death when facing the terrifying fire lotus formed by the red lotus karma fire. They threw everything behind them and just wanted to escape.

The older people get, the more they fear death.

All the talk of a life-and-death fight is just to boost courage and morale.

As the two of them fled far away, the Xiongnu masters of the Hidden Qi Realm had no choice but to retreat and flee.
In this way, the first wave of the Huns' massive attack was finally repelled by Yang's army.

The remaining soldiers wanted to pursue the victory, but Yang Jianwen stopped them.

"The Xiongnu are good at moving, so it's not easy for them to leave the city. Rest and prepare for war here."

"Here!"

In a moment, Yang Jianwen had returned to the Jianjia City Lord's Mansion and placed the Nine-Pattern Red Glass Spear on the wooden pavilion. There was a rare hint of paleness and weakness on his cold and elegant face.

Although she is brave and invincible, it is still difficult and exhausting to fight two people alone.

"How is the ground battlefield?"

She sat down, and listened to the reports from the generals below with a serious look on her face.

Most of it was within her expectations.

Every member of the Xiongnu tribe was a soldier, and they were particularly good at riding and shooting. For this reason, Yang Jianwen adopted a defensive strategy of holding his ground. He set up three lines of defense inside and outside the Great Wall, which were staggered and relied on each other, and they were able to withstand their attacks very well, and the casualties were not heavy.

However, what surprised Yang Jianwen was a young man named Maodun Chanyu.

That was Yang Shouzheng's battle zone. He reported with a serious expression, "Master, this man is only twenty years old, but he is already a very strategic and skilled cavalry commander, and his combat power far exceeds that of his peers."

"In this battle, he killed a total of one of my deputy generals and three lieutenants, and nearly broke through the first line of defense."

"If you hadn't repelled the Left and Right Wise Kings, he might have led his troops to charge into the flank of the second line of defense by now. And judging by the baggage and dried meat he carried, he was fully intending to capture a place and hold it firmly."

"This boy has all the skills and tactics. He will definitely be a serious threat in the future. We must not let him stay!"

After he finished speaking, Bao'er beside him also whispered a few words. Yang Jianwen nodded slightly and said slowly: "Modun Chanyu is the eldest son of the Xiongnu king. He is not favored. It is normal for him to want to use this battle to establish his authority."

"Uncle, you can do whatever you want. You must kill it, even at the cost of some expense if necessary."

"it is good!"

After a brief summary, Yang Jianwen suddenly changed the subject: "How is the Qin-Zhao war going now?"

When this topic was brought up, all the generals in the hall fell silent with flickering eyes, and no one spoke first.

Ultimately it’s all about human relationships!

The State of Zhao promised Yang's mansion a city, provided a steady supply of food and fodder, and even allocated special military pay for it. This kind of treatment was truly beyond reproach.

At this time, Qin and Zhao had just gone to war. As the saying goes, one should be soft-hearted when one has benefited from someone else's kindness, and one should be grateful when one has received someone else's kindness. Although Zhao had never said anything from beginning to end, the Yang family had been treated well by Zhao, and it would be a shame if they did not do something at this time.

But the key contradiction is that the enemy is the Qin army, the unit where Wu Fengdeng is located.

Will they kill each other once they leave Wei State?

In this way, this problem will always be a knot that cannot be solved, and they can only ignore it on the grounds of dealing with the Huns.

Yang Jianwen took the initiative to bring it up at this time, which was quite sensitive. When the generals were silent, Baoer continued: "The scout camp just handed over the inland military information, and the Zhao army is still in a state of decline overall."

"Although they responded adequately, they were no match for the tactics of Qin's veteran general Wang Jian, and were repeatedly defeated in battles along the northern route."

"The southern route is okay. The first important city, Jinyang, stopped the main force outside, and now it is still a stalemate."

"Also..."

Baoer's lively eyes blinked, and her voice stopped while she spoke.

"Wu Fengdeng?" Yang Jianwen said calmly, taking a sip of hot tea.

"Yes."

Baoer said in a deep voice: "I heard that he killed the four sons of the Yan family in Taiyuan County and captured three cities."

When these words were spoken, everyone except Yang Jianwen looked surprised, and then smiled bitterly.

"This kid..."

"I saw him before as a young boy, but I didn't expect that he could lead the army on his own in just half a year, and he has achieved quite a lot."

"It's really something!"

……

No one could have imagined that the young man who was still looking for shelter everywhere and bowing to everyone he met half a year ago has now grown into a general who can capture cities and strongholds.

Yang Jianwen put down his teacup, paused for a moment, and then said, "I have drafted a letter, and you can send someone to Handan later."

"They didn't tell us about this favor, but we have to ask."

"I understand." Baoer nodded.

No one wants to go to war with their former comrades, but now that the Yang family is in Zhao after all, they have to show some respect.

As for whether he will meet Wu Fengdeng on the battlefield in the future, it all depends on fate.

People in the arena involuntarily.

Yang Jianwen exhaled slowly, and the image of the young man who often smiled warmly in his mind gradually disappeared.

……

Jinyang.

Kaka!

As the flags of the Yan family of the Zhao army were broken down in many places in the city and replaced with the black water dragon flag of the Qin State, the city was completely conquered.

More than half of the 70,000 Zhao troops in the city were killed or wounded, and the rest either took advantage of the chaos to flee into the surrounding villages and counties, or threw away their weapons and knelt down to beg for surrender.

The only drawback was that the main general Yan Ju, seeing that the situation was hopeless, fled far away from Li Xin and Yang Duanhe at the cost of being seriously injured, and failed to completely kill them.

Amid the billowing smoke, all the Qin troops moved in, and the Fire Armor Army was arranged in the nearby military camp in the north.

By then, Wu Fengdeng had recovered a little from his extremely weak state, and his pale face finally had some color.

He slowly opened his eyes, still feeling a little scared.

"I can say that I have escaped death this time... But I have also gained something. The combined use of three sets of trump cards can actually be so powerful!"

(End of this chapter)