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

Chapter 50: Killing All Around; Yang Jianwen, the Poacher (Please Read)

"No more war in the world!"

Wu Fengdeng heard the sound echoing in his ears, and looking at Jing Ke's resolute expression, he suddenly felt quite sad.

When I was reciting the text in my previous life, I always thought that Jing Ke's assassination of Qin was nothing more than a mission sent by Prince Dan, and the essence of it was still a national struggle.

After listening to his confession, Wu Fengdeng felt that he was also superficial.

What Jing Ke cared about were the common people and all the people in the world, but was it wrong for Ying Zheng to start a war?
Both of them are fighting for their ideals, and it is difficult to tell who is right and who is wrong.

Perhaps this is the meaning of tragedy.

Wu Fengdeng's thoughts were flying far away, but they stopped abruptly when he thought of this, and he smiled bitterly.

This problem is too far away for him, and he should respect the fate of others and just take care of his own business.

Goodbye.

The iron hooves of the war horses stepped on the new spring soil. Wu Fengdeng was among Yang Jianwen's personal guards and marched forward with the army.

Wow!
An unpleasant mocking voice sounded overhead.

Wu Fengdeng raised his head, his hair floating in the air, his eyes reflecting the azure sky, and a pitch-black crow hovered for a moment...

It only took a moment for the azure sky to turn into the smokey night.

"kill!"

The earth shook under the iron hooves, and the beasts, blinded by blood-thirsty anger, used up all their strength to inflict wounds on the enemies.

In the center of the battlefield, at the forefront of the guards.

A bright red figure suddenly rushed out, like a red comet crashing into the black torrent.

In an instant, the broken limbs flew up and blood splashed into the sky. The red glass spear seemed to be stained scarlet by the blood, which was terrifying.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Wu Fengdeng's wanton killing spree angered many elite soldiers, and his roars and shouts shook the earth.

Looking at the enemies rushing towards him in an overwhelming manner, Wu Fengdeng's face was as cold as ice, his long hair fluttered without wind, and a slender red glass spear hung on the side of his face.

欻!
The powerful torrent rushed out like a dragon from the four seas.

Ahhhhh!
In an instant, the dirt flew everywhere, and dozens of enemies in front were all blasted into the air, completely wiped out.

It is unstoppable and overwhelming.

"Master Wu is mighty!"

"Well done!"

"Brothers, charge! Kill all the bastards from Wei!"

His shot shocked everyone around him and quickly aroused the high morale of the guards. The sound of killing was deafening and the charge became even more fierce!

Wu Fengdeng let out a long breath, his handsome face was dark in the flames of war, and dotted with bright red blood.

fierce!
The red stream of light always rushed to the forefront, killing gods and Buddhas. Its fierceness shocked even the guards behind it.

No matter how hard they pushed forward, Wu Fengdeng was always ten meters ahead of them, and the distance between them was constantly widening.

Every time the red glass spear was wielded, at least two or three Wei soldiers were killed.

Heads, severed limbs, or the whole thing blown off!
Cannon fodder, elite soldiers, centurions, they are all equal in front of that red glass spear.

Equal death.

Such ferocity made some veteran soldiers in the vanguard army who had followed Yang Jianwen for many years dazed for a moment.

It seemed as if I saw the scene many years ago, when Yang Jianwen was killing everyone with the red glass spear in his hand.

It's really General Yang's style!

"So fierce! It seems that Wu Fengdeng is not only good at defending, but also a sharp blade in forward attack."

On the general's chariot at the rear of the army, Bao'er was amazed.

Yang Jianwen sat upright with one leg raised and his hands behind his knees, staring coldly at the bright red figure in the distance.

"The founder of Guiguzi said that the purest military strategy is nothing more than the strategy of vertical and horizontal. Vertical is for attack, horizontal is for defense, horizontal is for advance, and vertical is for retreat."

"The art of warfare is but a means of winning, but it is but a trick against might. Only by using vertical and horizontal tactics can one defeat ten skills with one's own strength."

"Wu Fengdeng has enough combat power, and he can be used both vertically and horizontally. He can be used as a spear or a shield." After saying that, Yang Jianwen slowly stood up, stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air, and pulled out the eight-patterned red glass spear from the empty space.

The red light is seductive and dangerous.

"Pass the order, surround and close the net."

The sound of war drums suddenly became intense, and shouts rose one after another from the surrounding hillsides.

The 8,000 Wei troops were instantly thrown into panic.

They didn't know when they were surrounded. In fact, when the guards led by Wu Fengdeng were killing people in the front and attracting attention, the guards on the flanks had already bypassed them.

The outcome of the ground battlefield gradually became clear. Some deputy generals at the Tongjing Tuodan level began to duel, and the main generals of both sides also showed up for the decisive battle.

Boom~
There were loud rumbling sounds in the air, even louder than thunder.

In the chaotic battlefield, Wu Fengdeng couldn't help but look up, with the two streams of light reflected in his clear eyes.

This is a duel at the Qi-hiding level!
In the path of martial arts, the Tuodan realm is a watershed, where qi and blood condense into pills and transform into spiritual energy, and it is also a chasm that blocks countless powerful people.

When one reaches the Qi Containment Realm and has enough spiritual energy, one can fly in the air.

Wu Fengdeng saw that the turbulent battlefield in the air was even more earth-shaking than the battlefield on the ground, and he couldn't help but feel a yearning for it.

This is the true power of a strong person!
"The road of martial arts is difficult and arduous, and you have to work hard! Work hard!"

The desire for power made Wu Fengdeng excited to fight, and he immediately picked up his gun and fought again!

Half a minute later, the Wei general in the air was seriously injured and desperately dodged Yang Jianwen's spears. He did not hesitate to abandon the soldiers below and fled for his life.

The Guards won a great victory!

Kill five thousand and surrender three thousand.

Soon all eight thousand were wiped out.

Yang Jianwen’s role as the Butcher in Red is not called that for nothing.

On the bloody soil, Wu Fengdeng slowly sat down against the chariot, and his flushed face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The price of such a reckless charge is the complete depletion of energy and blood.

But he was satisfied in his heart.

"Mr. Wu."

Bao'er walked over slowly, her plain white clothes really conspicuous on the battlefield.

In just two days, her way of addressing Wu Fengdeng had changed from Lord Wu to Young Master Wu.

It seems more friendly.

"Miss Baoer."

Wu Fengdeng didn't know her full name yet, and she refused to say it, so he could only use this as a pseudonym.

"You have made great contributions in defeating the enemy today. General Yang specifically asked that these three pieces of Zhu Yan's blood help you recover."

Every time Baoer came to see him, gold coins would drop, and this time was no exception.

"Thank you General Yang for your concern!"

Wu Fengdeng never refused such benefits and reached out to take it.

Baoer smiled and said, "Mr. Wu is currently enlisted under General Zhao Tiande. I wonder if you are willing to transfer to General Yang's side. The Lord just said that he can give you both a unified position."

Wu Fengdeng narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this.

Is this considered... poaching?

If we compare horizontally, Yang Jianwen is far superior to Zhao Tiande in both combat power and military tactics, so following the former will definitely bring more prospects.

But no matter what, it was Zhao Tiande who brought me out of Guyang County and appreciated me all the way. If I change jobs now...

Perhaps seeing Wu Fengdeng's thoughts, Baoer just smiled faintly, looking nonchalant.

"Master Wu, don't think too much about it. General Zhao Tiande will naturally not say anything. At most he will complain. Otherwise, General Yang will go and talk to him in person."

"General Yang is good at convincing people with reason."

Bao'er's smile was harmless, but it made Wu Fengdeng twitch the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)