East of the city.

"I, Yang Feng, who dares to fight me!"

The arrogant roar resounded through the frozen wilderness.

"This dog is quite brave and dares to go out of the city alone to challenge!"

Among the official troops lined up, Baoding was precisely called Du Tong, the general of Zhenbao, and looked at the figure waving a big sword in the distance with interest.

An ancient double-driving chariot was running in front of the formation, dust was flying in the cold wind, forming a vicissitudes of life with the ancient city wall on the other side. The chariot was full of heavy armor, and the fierce general with iron-faced face stood in the wind, with a scarlet cloak behind it...

I have to say that Yang Dashuai is well versed in the art of pretending.

This head can cut off blood and flow, the hairstyle cannot be messy, and the same is true for generals to go to the battlefield. Not to mention the war, this image must be cool enough to let all subordinates see how powerful their commander is, and then believe that with such commanders, they will be invincible. When they really fight their momentum, the battle will be won by 30%. At this moment, the cheering subordinates on the city wall behind him can prove this.

This is morale.

If this commander is really an enemy of ten thousand people...

That basically won 70%.

In ancient times, in a sense, fighting was morale.

"Master, this guy is not simple."

A native of the house came to Du Tong and whispered.

"What do you mean?"

Du Tong said.

"Look at the bumpy appearance of the carriage, I'm afraid I can't hold it if I don't have four or five hundred pounds."

The old man said.

Du Tong's face suddenly became solemn.

Indeed, the chariot kept shaking due to uneven ground while galloping, but it rarely bounced upwards all at once, which means it was not light in load. Yang Feng was the only one on the car. Judging from his figure, his size was less than 200 kilograms. If so, the armor on his body and the sword in his hand would probably weigh less than 200 kilograms.

This is a real knife!

It's not about making wood to scare people.

"Master, the Yi tribe from the You family has arrived!"

A servant suddenly ran over and said.

Du Tong and the old man looked at each other, and then they laughed together.

"Tell You Jixian that this is ours, and it's not a problem for him to beat the drums in Jizhen, and prepare to attack!"

Du Tong said with a smile.

Then the servant turned his head and left, and at the same time the war drum behind him rang. Then the servant of the servant carried two iron whips and urged the war horses with two hundred servants.

But at this moment, the Yiding cavalry of Jizhen who had turned from the north suddenly accelerated their speed. A thousand Mongolian cavalry surrounded Yang Feng like a pair of huge wings on the frozen wasteland. You could see You Jixian's big flag behind them, and the war drums were also ringing on the carriage that followed there.

"Give him a flag and let him stop!"

Du Tong said with a smile.

He waved the flag beside him, signaling You Jixian not to take credit for it.

The servants in front of them also made serious speeding up, but they were still one step slower after all, watching the wizards complete the encirclement of Yang Feng.

The torrent of cavalry instantly formed a converging vortex.

Then……

Yang Feng on the chariot roared, like a violent beast, with a big knife in his hands, and then he rose into the air in the gallop. The sharp arrows fell down instantly. Then he kept bounced off his body, and then the Yiding, who was charging with a spear, arrived. Countless spears rushed straight into his chest with the speed of the war horses running wildly. But the next moment, he swung the exaggerated sword with both hands, roaring and rotating like a sling ball, and then sweeping over the sword, a blood mist sprayed out directly around him.

One hundred and twenty kilograms, made of pure iron, there is really no flesh and blood that can be blocked when swung like this.

Then the cavalry around him collapsed instantly.

The cavalry behind had no time to hide, and they could only leaps up with their superb riding skills.

But at the same time, the second circle of the big sword in Yang Feng's hand began, and the cavalry that were leaping up were even cut off, including men and horses.

The broken limbs and arms piled up like collapsed debris.

Immediately afterwards, the cavalry continued to rush forward due to inertia, and then threw themselves into this circle of corpses and seas of blood like suicide...

Du Tong subconsciously covered his chest. It was obvious that his heart could not bear it. Then he probably choked on his saliva and couldn't help coughing violently.

And the servants who just returned were all stunned.

"Luckily, the handsome man is wise!"

Ding from his hometown muttered to himself with lingering fear.

But the Yi Ding on the battlefield collapsed in an instant...

They did come to seize the merits. They were originally responsible for the north of the city, but in fact they were the northwest. After all, the north of Tianjin city was the canal wharf. Then there was the canal embankment, then the canal, and then the canal. Then the embankment was directly the vast ice surface of the Triangle Den. Their task was to warn Yang Feng to go out of the city and enter Triangle Den. In addition to the water surface, there were reeds. There were swamps with more than 200 miles in radius. It was easy to get in and escape in winter. The task of these Wild Dings was to form formations and attack immediately once Yang Feng left the city.

Unexpectedly, Yang Feng ran out alone and went to Du Tong to challenge him.

This is the credit for delivering it to the door!

You Jixian, who was worried that Du Tong's troops would be monopolized, immediately ordered his elite Yi to come and grab the credit.

Then they were in a tragedy.

A thousand winged wings surrounded Yang Feng, and everyone moved forward in order to compete for the credit, and they rushed forward in a crowded manner. After all, even if he was divided, it was still silver. In the eyes of these tyrants, he was not a human being, but just a carriage of silver. Even if he was really brave enough to be a thousand men, he could not withstand so many cavalry besieged. As long as he was killed, even those who could get an arm and leg would still be rewarded. The reward given to him by the court was 50,000 taels.

But I didn't expect that such a thing was surrounded.

This is not a human being!

This is a completely demon!

"From now on, why should we be merciless and hard-working to kill people? Unfaithful people say they can be killed, unfilial people say they can be killed. Unkind people say they can be killed, unrighteous people say they can be killed. Unrighteous people say they can be killed. Unrighteous people say they can be killed. Unrighteous people are not polite and wise, Yang Dashui said they kill. I was not born to fight for the deer, and the capital was lazy to build a golden platform. The top scholars and officials are like dogs, and they always use their swords to capture sour materials. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, haha..."

A crazy voice sounded inside the collapsed cavalry.

Then a figure suddenly appeared above their heads, and the next moment the big knife raised in their hands slashed in the air, and then another blood mist rose...

"retreat!"

Du Tong looked at the cavalry rushing towards him in chaos and issued a retreat order without hesitation.

"Master?"

Ding from the hometown turned around and looked at him.

"Report to the capital hall immediately. You Jixian was defeated by Yang Ni for his merits. The defeated troops of his troops attacked our army. Our army could not stand firm and was defeated by Yi Ding."

General Du said with heartache.
Chapter completed!