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

Chapter 158: Repel the enemy with one's own strength and shock the Huns (Please subscribe~)

They never imagined that the Qin army would come to support the border.

After all, the war between Qin and Zhao has reached a fever pitch and is becoming increasingly fierce. This is the reason why the Hu people decided to invade the south at this time.

I thought that as long as I defeated Yang Mansion, I could march straight south to plunder, but I never expected that Qin would come to support me, and the leading general was so brave!
Everyone looked at the cold and handsome young face, and for a moment they looked at each other with frowns.

"Under the banner of the Wang Family Fire Armor Army, could this person be the son of Wang Jian?"

"Wang Ben and Wang Li have already reached the Cang Qi realm, and this person is still in the middle stage of Tuo Dan. He is most likely the remaining disciple."

"No, no, no, I have dealt with Wang Jian before, and they have nothing in common."

"Who could that be?"

……

As they were puzzled, the two old men beside them had murderous intent in their eyes. The Left Wise King shouted angrily, "Where is my great warrior?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black man from the rear army stepped out angrily, picked up the two drum-beating hammers at his waist and said, "Sir, I am Hu Yangang, and I am willing to fight the enemy general and take his head to present to the two wise kings!"

"Well, I will wait for your triumphant return! Bring me the gale horse!"

At the command of Zuo Xian Wang, the soldiers quickly brought a chestnut red horse. Huyan Gang mounted the horse with his black tower-like body and rushed out fiercely.

Boom boom boom!
The war drums beat dully and rapidly, and the armored warriors shouted in cheer.

"Kill that ignorant pretty boy!"

"Huyan Gang is the bravest warrior besides His Majesty Maodun. He has already killed five generals in a row in this battle. He can be called invincible!"

"We must let these lowly people from China see how powerful our bearded warriors are!"

……

As soon as Hu Yangang rushed into the battlefield, everyone he passed by was amazed and cheered him on. Even the armored soldiers in front of him stepped back and made way for him.

"Enemy general, don't be crazy! Give me your life!"

Looking at the burly man charging at him like a rhinoceros, Wu Fengdeng pulled the reins, and his warhorse neighed as it faced him head-on.

"Hei Si, do you have a name?"

"I am the second bravest warrior of the Hu people, Hu Yangang!"

Wu Fengdeng smiled coldly and raised his hand to stop the soldiers behind him who were about to continue charging: "Brothers of the Yang Mansion, wait and see how I will avenge you!"

"drive!"

The warhorse rushed out at full speed, spewing sparks. The vast desert suddenly became empty and dust flew everywhere. In front of the horrified eyes of all the soldiers in the Yang Mansion, the warhorse collided with Hu Yangang.

"I haven't seen Wu Dutong for half a year, and he's still so brave!"

"Yes, he was very brave when he fought against Wei."

"But Huyan Gang is no ordinary man. He is known as the bravest warrior under Maodun. Even generals like Yang Mingxuan died in his hands."

……

Many soldiers in Yang's residence showed worry on their faces, but their worry did not last long as Wu Fengdeng used a [Thunderbolt Style] to knock Hu Yangang off his horse and their worries were instantly shattered.

Phew!!!!

The Gale Horse fell heavily to the ground. Although it looked unharmed, blood was gushing out of its mouth and nose, and its internal organs were completely shattered.

"asshole!"

Huyan Gang's arms, which were thicker than Wu Fengdeng's waist, trembled constantly. He stood up in a panic with a mouth full of bloodshot teeth, and tried to lift his sledgehammer. However, his arms were in so much pain that he couldn't exert any strength at all. His panicked appearance with sweat all over his forehead frightened the soldiers on both sides and they were speechless for a moment.

Da Da Da~
Wu Fengdeng rode around him, his eyes cold and murderous: "Kneel down and you can live."

"Bullshit! Do you think I've lost?"

Huyan Gang didn't know whether he was holding it in or was ashamed of being watched by the Hun soldiers, his face turned red and he rushed towards Wu Fengdeng with his huge body.

Swish!
In an instant, a cold light flashed, blood and flesh splattered, and the huge body was split into two and fell to the ground with a thud.

Wu Fengdeng slowly picked up the head from the pool of blood and raised it in the air, facing the Hun army.

"You barbarians, your warriors are nothing but this. I will kill you with just one move. How dare you step forward and die?"

"wind!"

"wind!"

"wind!"

The shouts of the Qin army came rolling in, with such mighty power that the group of armored soldiers could not help but retreat in panic, their eyes filled with shock.

The red-armored general in front of him stood tall and bloody, his aura as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath. The head picked by the spear died with his eyes open, and his hair and beard fluttered.

A few moments ago, he was still the living Da Hu No. 2, a warrior who had killed five generals!

However, within just a few moves, he was killed head-on and died a miserable death, which shocked and terrified the Hun soldiers.

Not only them, but also the wise kings on the left and right, generals, captains and others in the rear also had gloomy expressions.

Just now they were celebrating the smooth progress of the war. The morale of the soldiers was getting higher and higher, and they seemed to be on the verge of taking the Great Wall in one fell swoop.

Who would have thought that such a sudden change would happen in the blink of an eye? The sudden appearance of the Qin general not only killed the armored soldiers, but also defeated Huyan Gang, instantly destroying the morale of the army. Everything changed so quickly that it was completely unexpected.

It was Zuo Xian Wang who narrowed his eyes and asked first: "Where is His Highness Maodun?"

With such a powerful man on the opposite side, it seems that Maodun must be the one to fight!

"Sir! His Highness Maodun has used the teleporting purple tooth and is coming from behind!" Someone responded, surprising them again.

The Teleporting Purple Fang was a means of escape made by the Chanyu himself and should not be used lightly unless necessary. Maodun wore it for twenty years and never used it once.

But it was used at the critical moment when the Qin army was providing support. Could it be related to the Qin army?
Or maybe it is related to the young general in red armor!
Wave after wave of horror made them not know what to do for a moment. The left and right wise kings looked at each other and finally said helplessly in a deep voice: "Sound the horn, withdraw the troops!"

They had originally wanted to rely on Maodun to break through the Great Wall's defense line in one fell swoop, but this unexpected change was beyond anyone's expectations. Now even Maodun was forced to use the teleportation purple fang, and others were even more useless.

This fifth attack had to be declared over.

The Hun army slowly retreated in the desert, leaving corpses all over the desert, and the world finally became quiet.

Watching them slowly retreat, Wu Fengdeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his expression slightly solemn.

He had already used the Thunderbolt Style twice during the fight. It would be a lie to say that his arms didn't hurt now. However, in order to maintain his current high morale, he couldn't afford to show any sign of fatigue.

"coming."

A plain sound was heard, and it was like an invisible ripple of fire, which quickly burned Wu Fengdeng's arms, but it did not hurt, just like a hot compress.

He looked back and saw Yang Jianwen standing on the beacon tower with his hands behind his back, his red robe still blazing like fire. …

This war was the most intense one in the past month. More than 5,000 soldiers of the Yang Mansion were killed, and even more were from the Huns. Corpses were scattered around the Great Wall.

Fortunately, the border was defended. The soldiers of the Yang Mansion began to clean up the battlefield, while Guo Huan and others led the Fire Armor Army to enter Jianjia City. Most of them were very tired after the long journey, so they set up camp to rest.

The beacon fires were still burning. Wu Fengdeng stood in the corridor of the Great Wall, stroking the mottled city wall beside him. In front of him was the vast sky and earth, with smoke falling straight down to the round sun.

"Long smoke, setting sun, and a lonely city, the scenery outside the Great Wall is just different."

He let out a long sigh, and when he looked back, he found that Yang Jianwen lowered his eyes and looked away from him. He stood sideways and stared into the distance.

"It's really gratifying that you have made such progress in half a year."

Yang Jianwen carefully felt his breath, and then asked with a little surprise: "You also repaired the Qimen?"

Wu Fengdeng smiled and nodded, saying, "I have learned the Qimen technique from my adoptive father, and now I have barely gotten started."

"Master and Uncle Wei are the only ones in the world who are proficient in Qimen magic. So, we can be called fellow disciples."

"That's a good feeling."

"If you have time, please say hello to Uncle Wei for me."

"Yeah, definitely."

Wu Fengdeng scratched his head. He seemed to have a lot to say after the long-awaited reunion, but he couldn't help feeling restrained and nervous when facing Yang Jianwen, as if he was still in the same superior-subordinate relationship as before.

As they chatted in such fragmented words, Yang Jianwen's hair fluttered between her temples, her profile was perfect and cold, and the quiet atmosphere was indeed more or less awkward.

After a moment, Wu Fengdeng took the initiative to ask: "General Yang, have the Xiongnu completely withdrawn this time?"

She shook her head slightly and said slowly: "They haven't withdrawn yet. The spiritual energy fluctuations are still there. They will have another attack."

Life in the north is difficult during the dead of winter. Most people eat meat, and most of the utensils they use are made of simple bricks, stones, and wood. They are of poor quality and cannot be compared with those in the Central Plains of China.

That was why the Huns would invade the south every year to plunder supplies and food in preparation for the winter. When Zhao troops passed by and were stationed there, they could more or less steal some food and supplies.

In fact, this was also left behind intentionally by the State of Zhao. The purpose was to prevent the Huns from getting nothing and then attacking like crazy. After all, the State of Zhao had been dealing with them for so many years and knew them very well.

This is also the reason why there has never been any large-scale looting incidents over the years, and it was also a helpless move by the State of Zhao.

But this year is different. The defense line of the Yang Mansion covers an area five miles outside the Great Wall, and not an inch of land is given up. The five attacks of the Huns were all repelled without any gain, so they naturally would not leave so easily.

After hearing his simple explanation, Wu Fengdeng nodded and said in a deep voice: "In that case, why not think of a way to destroy their main force and beat them thoroughly to make them feel scared? We can't pamper them."

Zhao's implicit submission had become a habit for the Huns and had also encouraged their arrogance. They had to be hit hard all at once.

After hearing this, Yang Jianwen finally turned around to look at him. Her thin lips revealed a barely perceptible curve, which instantly made her look incredibly beautiful.

"I have already made plans, but I have no one who can rival Maodun. However, since you are here, I have nothing to worry about."

Wu Fengdeng said with a smile: "Since Maodun can also lead troops to fight, I have a plan. It depends on whether he will take the bait or not."

"tell me the story."

Although Yang Jianwen repeatedly repelled the Huns, she still felt a little aggrieved inside. After all, she had always been good at expansionist attacks. Although she was more than capable of defending a city, it was really not in line with her character.

Seeing that Wu Fengdeng shared the same idea as her, she felt very relieved.

Da da da~~
At this time, the sound of trotting was heard. It was Bao'er who had recovered from her injury. Shui Ling glared at Wu Fengdeng with her big eyes, then turned to Yang Jianwen and saluted, "Sir, I am fine now."

"Well, I'm glad you're okay. It would be a bit difficult for you to deal with Maodun." She showed rare concern for him.

"I haven't improved on anything else, but at least you have great courage. However, you still have to do things within your capabilities in the future."

Wu Fengdeng continued with a smile, but Bao'er still felt that his compliments were full of sarcasm. He stamped his feet and said angrily, "Look at him, Lord Yang. He speaks without restraint. How can he behave like a gentleman?"

"Hey, I didn't say I was a gentleman."

"You! Shame on you!"

Bao'er bit her teeth lightly, blushed and grabbed Wu Fengdeng as if to hit him.

"I just saved your life. I don't ask for your body, but I can at least say a few words to you, right?"

"Promise yourself to me? You wish!"

"Oh my... stop it, Second Madam!"

"Who are you calling the Second Madam?! Shame on you! So you were the one who taught her that!"

The fighting on the Great Wall was going on as usual, and it seemed quite relaxed and joyful. Yang Jianwen beside him pursed her lips slightly and looked into the distance. The quietness and silence were like two completely different worlds from the two people fighting next to him.

After a long while, perhaps feeling that it was a bit inappropriate to be here, Bao'er straightened her messy hair, and finally glared at him fiercely, then stood obediently beside Yang Jianwen.

Wu Fengdeng touched the bright red scratches on his neck, then smiled gently and sat on the Great Wall to enjoy the cool breeze.

As the sky gradually darkened, most people returned to Jianjia City, except for the soldiers stationed on the defense line.

In order to show Qin's help, Yang Jianwen specially arranged for Bao'er to book all the major restaurants in the city to entertain them, and also added meat and wine in the military camp.

Although the two groups were strangers to each other, they had only one identity before they fought against the Huns: descendants of Yan and Huang.

Therefore, there were no excessive restraints or inhibitions, and they quickly became friends, drinking, eating meat, and laughing and joking.

In contrast to the bustling scene in Jianjia City, the Xiongnu city was dead silent and gloomy.

In the heavy tent, dozens of generals and captains including the left and right wise kings sat in order, and each of them had a heavy gloom on his face.

"The Qin army general today is named Wu Fengdeng. He was once the commander of the Yang Mansion in Wei State. Later, he was wanted by the whole Shenzhou for participating in the rebellion in the palace."

"He later had a deep relationship with the current King of Qin. He fought bravely in the war against Han and was named the Divine and Brave Earl. He also showed sufficient military talent and super combat power in the war between Qin and Zhao this time. He is a rare genius today."

"After analyzing his combat capabilities, we know that he is good at using spears and longbows, and possesses several powerful martial arts."

"In the martial arts world, he is a mortal enemy of the Yin-Yang School of Shenzhou. It is said that he killed Shaodian and Nüba of the Yin-Yang School in the war against Han. He is as hostile to them as water and fire."

"There is also Taoism. Wu Fengdeng and his Taoist disciple Jiang Qiyu are his partners. In this way, he is also half a Taoist son-in-law."

A man was reading out the information that he had urgently collected from outside. The more he read, the more cold sweat he broke out in, and his hand holding the parchment was shaking.

Everyone's eyes gradually relaxed as they listened. Maodun was full of resentment and said in a cold voice, "This man is indeed very brave. I could only have a slight advantage over him when fighting him. It's not unfair that Huyan Gang died at his hands."

"But that's all. If the Qin army wasn't too numerous, I would have to retreat. If I had fought him seriously, I would have been able to kill him!"

The others smiled with slightly complicated expressions.

Slightly advantaged.

You used up your priceless Teleportation Purple Fang, and you still have the upper hand...

(End of this chapter)