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

In the current situation, it is I who am helpless.

Whoosh!
As the red light flashed, the anger and fighting spirit in Maodun's heart disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the desire to save his life.

run!
But there was purple smoke rolling, and in the blink of an eye he appeared ten miles away. His escape skills were truly extraordinary.

But with the blessing of the Wushuang Arrow's certainty of hitting the target, it had already overcome all obstacles, including space. No matter how Maodun changed his position, it would only get closer and closer.

"What kind of magical power is this!"

He was completely panicked and could only watch as the arrow pierced his chest.

hum!
In an instant, a tiger tooth pendant on his neck broke, and a purple-black light flashed. Suddenly, an old hand as dry as a stick stretched out from his heart and grabbed the unparalleled arrow intent.

The red light flickered and exploded like a firecracker, and the veins on the palm were bulging. The wrestling between the two actually formed a weird stalemate.

"I let you escape last time, so just stay this time."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind Maodun. Ripples were seen there. Wu Fengdeng appeared silently at some point and inserted his sword directly into Maodun's back.

puff~
Blood splattered, and an even more terrifying gnawing ability erupted, causing Maodun to scream miserably and lose all ability to move.

This is the winning strategy that Wu Fengdeng has planned.

After all, a person with a special identity like Maodun would inevitably have some means of protecting his life. The Huns King, who was at the level of an earthly immortal, saved his life just like he did last year.

Wu Fengdeng will not make the same mistake twice.

Then, as Maodun's vitality quickly drained away, the palm gradually became transparent, and at the same time a low sigh was heard.

Bang!
The corpse fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the entire night sky was dyed red, and there was no other trace of Zhenwu.

Everyone knew what this meant, and the Huns were wailing in despair on the spot.

Maodun is dead!

Their two Zhenwu were killed one after another by Wu Fengdeng, which directly destroyed their psychological defenses.

The ground troops were still fine, but the Hun generals in the air saw the situation take a turn for the worse and began to think of escaping.

However, they were doomed to die the moment they stepped into the sky above Jianjia City. Under the coverage of Wu Fengdeng's domain, it was extremely easy to deal with them.

"Now that you are here, you should be buried with your master."

Wu Fengdeng said this indifferently, and then flames ignited in the night sky, and the violent roars made people's scalps numb.

In just a few breaths of time, all the Xiongnu generals in the Qi Storage Realm were burned to charred ashes.

"Clean up the mess."

Wu Fengdeng handed the remaining matters to the generals of the Yang Mansion and his own subordinates, and then fell to the ground before the last of his spiritual energy was exhausted. He walked to Maodun's body, picked up the cloth bag on his body and turned it over.

Most of them are small gadgets from the Huns, and their uses are still unclear. Wu Fengdeng does not intend to study them in detail now. He puts them away and prepares to use them as trophies to reward his subordinates in the future.

The bone bow and arrow on the ground really interested him. It was this bone arrow that blew up his Dark Blood Arrow just now, so it was obviously an extraordinary item.

"This bone bow is made of a special material. It seems that it can store spiritual energy in advance, so that it can be used instantly without charging."

"If I add it to my True Strength, I wonder if it can inherit this characteristic. Combined with this special bone arrow, the lethality of my bow and arrow should be able to reach a higher level."

Wu Fengdeng thought about it for a while and had a plan in mind to modify the Zhen Gang.

Then he put it away and looked at Yang Jianwen who was already able to stand up in the distance. "I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to have made such great progress." She said quietly, with rare admiration in her eyes.

She vaguely remembered the strange sound of heaven caused by Wu Fengdeng's promotion. At that time, she felt that his potential was far more than that. Now it seems to be true.

Although it is still in the early stage, his combat power has reached the late stage level. Otherwise, it would be impossible to eliminate two Zhenwu in one go, and one of them is a Hun prince.

"General Yang, you are too kind. I am just finishing up the unfinished game."

"The Qin-Yan war is over?"

"Wuyang City has been captured, and the State of Yan has been destroyed."

"Ah."

Yang Jianwen nodded and said nothing more, but there was a sense of inexplicable awkwardness in the air, and Wu Fengdeng felt a little uncomfortable.

In the past, the two of them had a leadership relationship of superiors and subordinates, and they got along quite well. But now he has become Zhenwu. In terms of cultivation and status, he is not on par with Yang Jianwen, but the difference is not much.

With such a change in status, it is inevitable that it would be awkward for them to meet at this time.

Bao'er next to him stepped forward and interrupted, "Master Wu, thank you for your help this time. My Lord is seriously injured and needs to use his internal energy to recover. I still have to trouble you here."

Wu Fengdeng nodded: "Let me handle the aftermath."

After all, Yang Jianwen had suffered a series of severe blows. Although she was able to stand up and move at this time, she was just holding on. Even if she didn't say it, Wu Fengdeng could see it.

Afterwards, she was helped down by Bao'er to recover. Wu Fengdeng looked back at the battle situation, found a high platform to sit down, and did not take action again.

Firstly, his own spiritual energy had disappeared completely, and secondly, the outcome of the battle was basically decided. All the powerful Zhenwu Qi-storing warriors on the Xiongnu side had died, and the remaining hundreds of thousands of troops had lost their backbone and were destined to be defeated.

By dawn, the fighting had ceased.

Most of Jianjia City was razed to the ground in this brutal and fierce battle, but fortunately the Hun army was completely defeated, and it was all worth it.

Li Qun sorted out the battle report and presented it: "Sir, this time the 400,000 Xiongnu troops have been annihilated with more than 200,000, 120,000 captured, and the rest escaped at night."

"Our army suffered minimal losses, only about 2,000 people, while the Yang family suffered greater losses, with approximately 80,000 dead."

Wu Fengdeng said: "It's OK. The Xiongnu are coming aggressively. It's good enough that the Yang Mansion can be saved."

"You go negotiate with Yang Shouzheng of the Yang Mansion and prepare for post-war affairs, resettle the wounded, allocate food and winter clothing, and have the 120,000 slaves clean up the ruins in the city, repair the city walls and houses, and rebuild as soon as possible. Winter is still long."

"Yes, I will arrange it right away."

"Wu Longfeng."

"Master Wu!"

Wu Fengdeng continued, "You go find Yang Shoude from the Yang Mansion and take the engineers to the Great Wall to investigate the damage and start repairing the Great Wall now."

"Also send out scouts to investigate the current situation of the Xiongnu tribes outside the Great Wall."

"Here!"

After making all these arrangements, Wu Fengdeng waved his hand and asked his generals to withdraw.

Now that Ying Zheng is personally supervising the war in Qi State and the army is strong, he no longer needs to rush back. Since he has come all the way here, he might as well let the army stay here for a while and assist in the reconstruction of Jianjia City and the Great Wall.

As for himself, he had other plans. (End of this chapter)