God Level Villain

However, he was not a hot-headed young man who immediately decided, but a veteran of the Song Dynasty, deeply engraved in his heart!

After calming down, Han Shizhong gave a reply.

"Combined with your Majesty's record and the various actions taken after taking over the Great Sui Dynasty, the original Great Sui Dynasty has undergone earth-shaking changes. I am willing to believe that your Majesty has the possibility of sitting on the world. However, my answer is, no!"

Ye Feng didn't seem to be surprised. He smiled and pushed his right hand away. Xuanyuanjian appeared immediately. Seeing this, he was not prepared to persuade him.

"General Han has blocked one of the two roads I gave, so there is only the last one left."

At the same time as the words were spoken, Yefeng Jianfeng pointed directly at Han Shizhong and directly rushed over.

"Let go!"

Han Shizhong cried out, and the soldiers of the Song Army who had already drawn their bows all loosened their fingers!

Buzz!

Dense arrows roar! Flying towards the night wind like an overwhelming sky!

Ye Feng's heart moved, and an invisible mask enveloped his body.

Ding Ding!

The arrow fell on the mask, clinking, and failed to hurt the night wind!

When the arrow fell to the ground, Ye Feng's figure burst out suddenly, and a sword pierced directly in front of Han Shizhong.

Han Shizhong's brows wrinkled, and he immediately squinted in front of the gun, and his majestic skill poured into the gun.

However, only a "click" sound was heard in the helix, and the black iron barrel broke.

Puff!

The sword's edge enters the flesh and kills with one blow!

Seeing this scene, tens of thousands of Song Jun, suddenly dumbfounded!

The armies directly under the empires are different from the local armies in that they are not only stronger, but also their loyalty.

Similar to the Three Kingdoms World, the Lord will be killed and the soldiers will not surrender or escape.

There is only one possibility for them to surrender, destroy it!

Eliminate most people and make them completely desperate.

However, the death of the coach also has a shock to their hearts.

Watching Di Qing fall, there was a brief silence on the battlefield.

But after a while, it returned to normal.

The commanders of the corps were the first to react, and after looking at each other, they all had consideration.

"First Corps, let go of arrows!"

"Second Corps! Shoot arrows!"

For a while, several corps commanders immediately issued orders, and each corps maintained its original formation and fired at the location of the night wind.

Hum!

The densely compressed arrow shot out!

With a move of Ye Feng's heart, the invisible wall of qi appeared again, and the damage to him caused by the countless arrow losses only consumed a little skill.

As far as the current night wind is concerned, this loss of skill has reached a negligible level.

kill!

The commanders of the corps saw that the arrows were completely helpless, and immediately the tip of the spear flicked, and then they cried out.

"Kill!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers screamed and rushed towards the night breeze, opening an encirclement.

Looking at the approaching army, Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, his skill was poured into the sword body, and the dazzling arrogance stabbed people's eyes with pain.

Just following him, I saw him sweeping his legs on the spot, Xuanyuan Sword revolved, and the sword light centered on the night breeze, using it madly in a circular manner.

The fierce sword light flew into the enemy's formation and penetrated countless trees and the bodies of the soldiers of the Song Dynasty in a flash!

Roughly estimated, the number of people killed with this random sword will definitely not be less than a hundred people, and there will definitely not be less than 30 trees.

With one hit, Ye Feng did not hesitate, and rushed into the air with a little toe.

Although he now has the strength to kill three to four thousand troops, he has to kill for a long time, too tired!

The personal soldiers are already on their way, fighting in the mountains and forests, and if the formation is not open, the power of the personal soldiers will be greatly enhanced, and the night wind will not be guilty of such hardship.

However, he still needs to stay to monitor it. At the same time, the arrival of the army also needs guidance, and this guidance is the soul connection between him and the unicorn.

Ye Feng directly sat down in the void, and then took out a jar of good wine in the virtual space, followed by a wave of his robe sleeves, and a table formed by a condensed skill appeared in front of him.

Then his eyes narrowed slightly, the transfer function was activated, and some dishes were transferred directly from the kitchen of an inn in the main city of Ganzhou and placed on the table in front of them.

A plate of braised pork head, a pound of crucian carp, and a pile of peanuts, richness is not enough, compared to wine is excellent.

There is wine and food, and the night wind drank it in the air. This scene does not have a charm.

Seeing the night wind lifted into the sky, the army was completely helpless with him.

You can't shoot a bow and arrow, let alone cut it.

It was depressing at first, but now watching Ye Feng drink it leisurely, it is really shocking.

"Can we have a sense of coming to war?"

The people below couldn't help slandering secretly, and at the same time, their stomachs began to growl. The night wind was also the purpose of the night wind.

It's almost time for dinner now, and the soldiers have been on their way all morning and are also hungry.

It can be said that the night wind eats on it, they can only watch, and it is very hateful.

Not to mention the ordinary soldiers, the corps commanders are actually the same.

However, they can't stop, they must get out of this continuous mountain range as soon as possible.

"Go!" the corps commanders called, and the soldiers began to walk forward neatly.

However, they were walking, and the night wind in mid-air also followed them.

The soldiers below cannot ignore his presence, and must be on guard at all times.

But this one is eating, and the two watching are also eating, the hunger in the belly is getting stronger.

If Han Shizhong was still there at this time, he would definitely have to go to the open ground, pull up the defensive facilities, and then think about eating, even if it is late.

However, now the ten commanders of the army do not have his strength.

Unbearable, they ordered the camp: "Temporarily rest, bury the pot and cook!"

For a time, the soldiers were like released prisoners. They immediately set out to prepare and assign tasks. The patrols should be patrolled, the garrison should be garrisoned, and those who should be cooking began to bury the pot, while leaving some people to pay attention to the movement of the night wind.

"I think you can bear it forever, haha." Seeing the scene below, a smile finally appeared on Ye Feng's mouth.

From Ganzhou city to here, about twenty miles, the cavalry can arrive very quickly.

If Song Jun left at this time, it would be enough to get out of the mountain and meet his soldiers outside the mountain.

But now he is cooking directly in the mountains, and the time is delayed by at least one hour.

after an hour.

The team patrolmen hurriedly ran in front of a group of corps leaders, "Report to the general, thousands of enemy cavalry were found ahead!"

"I see, continue to pay attention!" The commander of the First Corps returned.

"Yes!" The soldier retreated.

"I think it should be Ye Feng's personal soldier." The third corps commander said.

"It is said that Yefeng's personal soldiers are very powerful, all of them can be one enemy to ten, and they don't know whether they are true or not." The fifth corps commander said.

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, it is not wrong for us to prepare early." The First Corps commander said.

The deputy commander of this army died during the battle against Xu Maogong. Now the most senior in the army, that is, the commander of the first corps, what he said is more important than the others.

"Yeah!" A group of corps leaders agreed and immediately went down to make arrangements.

"Eat well, enter the defensive state as soon as possible. If you have not eaten well, please finish eating within one minute!"

The commander of the troops immediately issued the order, the same order.

In less than two minutes after the order was given, all the soldiers had completed the array.

At this time, thousands of soldiers have reached a position that can be directly seen with the naked eye.

Unparalleled momentum, sophisticated equipment, and loud sound of horseshoes, although there are only a few thousand people, it gives tens of thousands of Song troops a great sense of oppression.

In midair.

Ye Feng slowly got up and withdrew the table in front of him.

At the same time, the porcelain bowls on the table dropped down one after another because they had no load.

"Be careful!" the soldier in charge of alerting him hurriedly called.

Although this is just a bowl of some food, falling so high is enough to hurt people.

The soldiers who were reminded also flashed away quickly.

Ye Feng turned his fingers, and then stepped forward to stop his army.

"Meet the emperor, long live my emperor!"

The soldiers dismounted and saluted first.

"Flat body!" Ye Feng said, waving his hands.

"Thanks to the emperor." The army thanked and mounted.

Ye Feng looked at the unicorn, the current unicorn is always in human form, with a war horse riding under him, looking heroic.

When Ye Feng saw this, he nodded in satisfaction, and said, "This battle is up to you."