Down the hillside, Xu Haifeng's heart was filled with a hundred emotions. He and Li Zhi were not familiar with each other at first, but from acquaintances to sworn enemies, such a change was destined by fate.

  No matter when, personal grudges can never be compared to the dialogue between nations. Even a strong person like him is powerless in front of fate. Only... with a sigh. At this moment, he finally understood the strange feeling he had when talking about Li Yanbo in front of Tuoheti back then.

  He closed his eyes, which were filled with regret, and took a deep breath of the murky air that was mixed with dust and the smell of blood. When he opened them again, everything had become clear.

  Xu Haifeng slightly tilted his ear, and in the gentle breeze, a faint cry of killing intent was transmitted. Xu Haifeng had a feeling in his heart, and with a whistle, the tall and majestic figure of Wuyun appeared before him. He leaped up, and man and horse were in perfect harmony, without needing to be instructed, Wuyun had already spread its four hooves and disappeared instantly.

  "Kill me, don't let a single one escape." Zhang Zihua shouted loudly.

  He and Liu Zhengqi slipped away to the east, blending in with the crowd. Along the way, they were quite lucky and didn't encounter any strong interceptors. After all, the battlefield was too chaotic, and Fang Lingchen and others had attracted most of the attention. In the east, there were only more than 20,000 Xianbei people roaming around, how could they stop so many hundred-man teams?

  But their good fortune disappeared when they reached the outermost part of the battlefield.

  A cavalry of over a hundred Xiongnu riders shouted and chased after them. In the eyes of these Xiongnu soldiers, the combat effectiveness of the Han people was nothing more than this. One on one, especially on horseback, they were simply no match for their own tribesmen. A hundred against a hundred, their victory was almost a certainty. Perhaps the only thing to consider was that there would be too little booty, not enough to go around.

  However, something astonishing happened. This group of people was obviously extraordinary, with everyone being brave and highly skilled in martial arts. As soon as they clashed, they gave those who had underestimated them a severe blow. After a round of charging, nearly half of the Xiongnu people fell down forever, while the Han people suffered only over a dozen casualties.

  The leading Xianbei saw that the situation was not good, and immediately ordered a withdrawal. At this time, he had already vaguely guessed that the Han prince who was being pursued by the tribe with all its might was likely to be among this group of people. Otherwise, how could a nameless unit with such strong combat power suddenly appear at this time?

  However, his actions could not deceive Zhang Zihua, who immediately issued an order to cut the grass and eliminate the roots, ensuring that the news would not leak out.

  With Zhang Zihua's loud shout, the three masters Lao Feng, Gao Chengwei, and Liu Hualiang no longer concealed their identities and started chasing and killing. Among them, Gao Chengwei had the highest martial arts skills and hated the Xiongnu people to the bone. In his eyes, the Jie people who assisted Zhou in his tyranny were no different from the Xiongnu people in appearance, making them even more detestable.

  He let out a loud whistle, leaping high into the air like an eagle striking through the sky. In mid-air, he borrowed force to strike back with his palm and kicked with his foot, yet none of his opponents could withstand him.

  In an instant, more than 100 Jie warriors were killed or wounded, and only a few of them looked at each other, shouted loudly, and fled on horseback.

  They rode skillfully, and in their desperate bid to escape, they were even faster than before. Liu Zhengzhong and the others exerted themselves to surround them, but it was still difficult to kill all of them. Just as three people broke through the encirclement and fled in three different directions.

  Liu Zhengqi and others were greatly alarmed in their hearts. If they let them escape, it would lead to the arrival of pursuing soldiers, and all their previous efforts would be in vain.

  Liu Hualiang drew out his longbow, nocked an arrow and shot it out. One person fell off their horse with a thud, and the crowd's hearts felt a little more at ease. Since he was young, he had made up his mind to join the army and serve the country, so he was skilled in archery and horsemanship. Although he didn't join the army after growing up, this skill was never abandoned.

  He didn't dare to hesitate, and shot another arrow at another person. However, that person was galloping away quickly and had already run far away. The arrow fell short of its mark without harming him in the slightest.

  The crowd was shocked, but saw a black light flash from the side, extremely fast, and in an instant it had caught up with the fleeing Jie tribesman. With a flash of light, the man's head was separated from his body. The black light did not stop, turning towards another rider who was galloping away, and under everyone's expectant eyes, successfully killed this last Jie tribesman with a sword.

  Everyone let out a big sigh of relief at this point.

  "Your Highness, the Crown Prince is far away from the main camp, I don't know where he wants to go?"

  The black shadow ran closer, and the crowd finally saw that it was a tall and majestic horse, while the knight on the horse was none other than Xu Haifeng, the person Liu Zhengqi feared the most.

  "Go your own way, no need to bother about me." Liu Zhengqi's face was stern, after this encounter between the two of them, their opposing relationship had become clear. Since he had made up his mind not to go to Wodragon City, there was naturally no need to pretend or put on a false front.

  Xu Haifeng's gaze swept across everyone's face, and he finally let out a long sigh, saying: "Since that's the case, Your Highness, take care on your journey. I, Xu, bid you farewell."

  Seeing this scene, he naturally understood that Liu Zhengqi was unwilling to go to Wudang City. Sitting on the horse, he gave a distant courtesy, and Xu Haifeng turned his horse's head, gradually disappearing into the vast sand and dust.

  "Go..."

  Zhang Zihua let out a soft cry, and everyone was suddenly awakened, facing east, riding their horses away.

  "Take a good look, who are they?" Jiang Gongming held the feather fan to his forehead, blocking out the dazzling sunlight above his head. But compared to Zhebie, his eyesight was fundamentally one in heaven and one on earth. After looking for half a moment, he still couldn't see clearly, so he had no choice but to ask.

  "The flag that was beaten is the red sea of the northern camp." Zhebie replied calmly.

  "A red ocean? Over 20,000 people?" Jiang Kongming's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and after a moment, he suddenly smiled and said: "These are all seasoned warriors, if we're going to recruit them, the more the better. Let's go take a look."

  According to his original intention, it would be a good thing for the Northern Great Camp to lose heavily, but since he learned that Xu Haifeng had lost the ability to replenish blood with wine, he shifted his attention to this army. However, wanting to make these Fang family's sons change their allegiance was not an easy task.

  Fang Lingchen looked far ahead, and the Putuo Slope was right in front of him. Suddenly, a shining arrow shot out from the slope, drawing a bright and dazzling arc in the air, falling far away more than a kilometer outside, with a whistling sound, clear and loud, spreading throughout the whole army.

  His face changed color, and with his experience, he naturally saw that this arrow was not ordinary, its speed was unmatched.

  "Who is this?"

  A shout of surprise came from behind, it was Lin Yixing. He had lost his horse and was now riding with Lü Yangming. These two sworn enemies on the rivers and lakes were surprisingly quite harmonious at this moment.

  "Philosophy apart." Fang Lingchen replied lightly, although he had never seen Zhebie's divine archery technique, but had heard of it somewhat. This arrow, except for Zhebie, was probably the only one that no second person could shoot out.

  "Is he the peerless archer from the Black Flag Army?" Lin Yexing asked in surprise.

  Fang Lingchen glanced at him faintly and said, "It's impossible for there to be a second Zhebie and a second Heavenly Bow in this world. In fact, even if it were just one person, it would already be a heaven-defying miracle."

  For this sentence, the two masters must have had the same feeling in their hearts. Thinking of that shocking arrow just now, they felt a little numbness on their scalps, as if this arrow was shot at themselves?

  Lin Yixing shook his head, and Lü Yangming swallowed a mouthful of saliva. They didn't know the answer to this question, nor did they have any intention of verifying it.

  "Who comes?" A thunderous roar came from the front, like a rolling winter thunder, deafening. Then, a big man walked out from the foot of the mountain, facing tens of thousands of people, standing with his hands on his hips, without any fear.

  Three people looked at each other in dismay, even though they knew the person in front of them was a friend and not an enemy, but the shock in their hearts did not weaken in the slightest.

  "Old man, I am Fang Lingchen. Are you a great warrior of Qin?" Fang Lingchen took a deep breath and suppressed the turmoil in his chest, asking loudly.

  "It's him." Lin and Lü both knew at the same time the identity of this burly man in front of them.

  In the distant past, Emperor Han Xian bestowed upon Qin Yong the title of "Number One Brave Warrior in the World", which caused a great stir throughout Jianghu. As the saying goes, "There is no first place in literature, and there is no second place in martial arts." Which martial artist would easily admit defeat?

  Many people rubbed their fists and palms, wanting to compete with this rough man. However, Xu Haifeng timely went on a mission to the Xiongnu, unintentionally avoiding this dispute. By the time he returned safely from the Xiongnu, Qin Yong's defeat of Aben's master was already well-known throughout the land.

  When the crowd heard this, they were half-believing and half-doubting, but then it was also said that Li Yanbo, the ancestor of the sect, had also been defeated by this person. Although it was just a rumor, the disciples of the demonic sect were evasive about this matter and did not come out to refute it.

  This strange practice is undoubtedly the best evidence of rumors, from then on, no one dared to strike down Qin Yong and step into the sky with absurd ideas.

  "It turned out to be General Zhang in person, please forgive me for not welcoming you from afar." Jiang Gongming walked out with a smile.

  His face was like a long-lost reunion, overjoyed. But in his heart, he had already scolded the Xiongnu people to death, how could so many people be fools? They actually let Fang Lingchen run out, and he himself was miscalculated.

  Fang Lingchen was even more wary of this beardless military advisor in his heart, he didn't dare to be rude, and jumped off the horse, saying: "Thanks to the military advisor for coming out to greet me personally."

  "What's going on here? The students are just following orders." Jiang Kongming's gaze swept around the group, his face showing surprise, and he asked: "Where is Lord Lingde?"

  Fang Lingchen's expression turned gloomy, his teeth clenched tightly. The words of the second brother echoed throughout the army, and he naturally couldn't have not heard them. At that time, he wanted to turn back and fight the enemy to the death. But in the end, he left with hot tears, leaving behind the heart-wrenching place.

  As a great leader, his actions were impeccable, yet his heart was like being sawed in two by a dull knife with no edge, the pain was unbearable.

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