"Quick, stop him!"

Wanyan Zongmin screamed in horror.

In front of him, the Jin cavalry turned around with the fastest speed and left the team in chaos.

But almost at the same time, the demon-like figure, along with the huge green jar, crashed into the cavalry. Several brave Jurchen warriors wielded maces like crazy. Unfortunately, before the mace fell, a yellow-green poisonous mist flooded their bodies. Then, the wretched war horses carried the cavalry on their backs and covered their eyes with their hands and rushed out and collided with other cavalry. The poisonous mist spread made all the cavalry around them flee at all costs.

Then the demon carried a huge poison can and rushed to the other side of the entire cavalry team leisurely, looking for the Jin generals to keep shooting their heads with the weapons in his other hand.

All the Jin cavalry fled at full speed.

But he ran faster on foot than those war horses. In a blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of the cavalry team, fired bullets at the fastest speed, easily slashing more than a dozen officers' heads. Then he crashed into the marching cavalry team like he had just happened. The cavalrymen pulled their bows and shot arrows desperately, but these arrows were quickly bounced away from him, and with the dense feather arrows, he once again crashed into the Jin army. The terrifying poisonous mist was instantly sprayed out of his hands. Then the orderly team collapsed immediately. The war horses that inhaled poisonous mist fled the team like tigers, running desperately towards the distant weeds and trees. Among the weeds and trees, Khitan and Han cavalry were waiting for the dispersed Jurchen soldiers like hungry wolves hunting, and then cut off their heads without hesitation.

Not only these people, but also the young and middle-aged farmers nearby, were also waiting with all the weapons they could find.

The demon was only responsible for killing officers and scattering the cavalry with poisonous fog. The scattered cavalry and the injured Jurchen cavalry were handed over to these wolves who followed the hunting to deal with it. The scattered scattered Jurchen cavalry were the Khitan and Han cavalry, and the lonely wounded soldiers were the farmers. They and the demon formed a hunting combination. The target of the hunt was the entire ten thousand most elite Jurchen warriors. If this was a dignified battlefield, these ten thousand Jurchen warriors could step on any of them under their feet, but now they could only escape in horror like a herd of surrounded deer.

They can't fight back.

Because as long as they assembled into a cavalry charge formation, the demon would crash into it and disperse them with poisonous mist.

They can't escape this net either.

Because no matter the Khitan and Han cavalry were slower than them, and the demon was even faster than the war horses, and even the farmers could not get rid of them. The land was full of people full of hatred for them, and all the young and middle-aged people in the countryside and even the county were rushing here like a carnival and joining the ranks of hunting them.

At this moment, Wanyan Zongmin can be said to be invincible.

And his army had actually collapsed. Under the repeated attacks of the demon, ten thousand Jurchen elites were in scattered, and small groups of cavalry were escaping desperately everywhere. Soon the Khitan and Han cavalry who followed the outside would surround them. The few who escaped from the sky might be at one time, and the farmers who jumped out of the grass would use hoes to dig them off from the horse, then plunder everything on their bodies, and even dig off their heads to wait to receive the reward.

"King Xing!"

In this desperate atmosphere, a close confidant Meng An looked at Wanyan Zongmin with infinite sadness and said.

Wanyan Zongmin did not answer.

At this time, the ninth son of Wanyan Aguda, the first famous Jin army general to be killed after Wanyan Liang usurped the throne in history, looked forward expressionlessly, where the demon who defeated him a huge army was also looking at him.

"Kill this demon!"

The Mengan raised his mace and roared, and rushed over with his horse first, followed by hundreds of Jin soldiers.

Wanyan Zongmin closed her eyes.

He couldn't bear to see the tragic situation of these confidants who followed him to the world.

However……

The strange howling sound did not sound.

The terrifying poisonous mist did not shoot out either.

"This demon is not poisonous!"

Wanyan Zongmin's mind moved, and he screamed subconsciously at the demon who was still motionless.

And at the same time, the demon also smiled at him.

The nearby Jin soldiers who were originally preparing to flee stopped suddenly and looked at the cavalry who rushed towards the demon but were not attacked in disbelief. Suddenly one of them cheered excitedly, and then hurriedly turned his head and joined the attack like crazy. At the same time, all the Jin cavalry who heard the cheer turned their heads in disbelief and activated their horses to reinforce.

At this time, the Mengan finally rushed to the front of the demon. He still didn't see the poisonous fog shot out. He shouted excitedly and smashed the mace in his hand straight down.

A green shadow suddenly came forward, and the next moment he flew backwards.

"Ma, I'm not angry and tortured you."

Yang Feng said contemptuously.

He used up his bullets and gas, after all, these things are not infinite, and what he needs to attack is ten thousand cavalry, and what he carries is only a 400 liter minimum liquid tank, rather than driving a tank truck.

But this doesn't mean he can defeat it.

At the same time, he held the huge liquid lv tank weighing 500 kilograms in his hands, and smashed it hard on the nearest cavalry like a giant hammer. The terrifying weight and the speed of his falling instantly smashed the cavalry and his horse into a pile of rotten meat.

The next moment he roared, waving the giant figure that was 1.78 meters long, more than 0.6 meters thick, with a wall of 3.8 meters thick, and an extra piece of bulletproof steel plate outside and crashed into the Jin army. He didn't have to worry about any defense. Anyway, the latter's weapons could not hurt him, so he just swung it wildly and swept left and right. The weight of more than 500 kilograms was its fatal power. All the cavalrymen who were swept were shattered. The originally ecstatic Jin army was beaten to tears and tears. Then he remembered that this demon was actually the most famous of playing the battlefield meat grinder with a thousand kilograms of axe. The awakened cavalry quickly fled like crazy again.

And he was like a rhino rushing violently, knocking away countless cavalrymen, and then rushed to Wanyan Zongmin.

Wanyan Zongmin turned around and ran away.

The liquid tank in Yang Feng's hand instantly hit his war horse's trunk with a fierce roar. The unlucky war horse neighed with a sad voice, and his hind legs were weakened by the terrifying force, and he sat on the ground. Wanyan Zongmin on the horse's back was immediately thrown back. Before he could land, a hand appeared on his neck, and then he stuck his neck and slapped it on the ground.

Then Yang Feng broke his shoulder blades with two fists, and then stomped his left and right knees, then dragged Wanyan Zongmin, who fainted from pain, toward the Bian River in the distance.

There Princess Roujia was standing on the deck of the canal ship waiting for him.

A team of Jin cavalry in front wanted to come to save their commander, but Yang Feng was so scared that he ran away immediately.

"Give it to you to play!"

Yang Feng stood on the shore and threw Wanyan Zongmin onto the boat and said.

"Don't play to death, and don't mess with your face!"

Then he added.

His niece, who had just recovered a little, gave him a charming look, and then dragged the unlucky Wanyan Zongmin into the cabin like a fresh toy. As for how she played, it was not Yang Feng's concern, but Wanyan Zongmin could not be played to death, nor could she play with her face, because he would take this guy along the way for exhibitions, or scare the Song generals along the way. Wanyan Zongmin was also a veteran who had fought with the Song army for a lifetime. It is estimated that many of the Song army knew him, and even the Ninth Crown Prince and the Supreme Commander of the Jin army in Henan were captured by him, so the Song generals surrendered more quickly.

His fame is only a little worse than that of Jin Wushu.

After throwing Wanyan Zongmin as a gift to his dear niece, Yang Feng then returned to the battlefield.

At this time, the entire battlefield had completely turned into chaos. The Jin cavalry, which was dispersed by his energy, was surrounded by the Khitan and Han army full of hatred, and then fought fiercely with each other. A small group of Jin soldiers were constantly destroyed. Of course, there were also many escapees, but these fled did not have the courage to come back to rescue, and they were completely scared. In the weeds outside the battlefield, a group of farmers could be seen from time to time dragging the Jin cavalry off their horses with hoes and quickly rushed up like the spotted hyenas that caught antelope. They bit him clean in a very short time, leaving only a red corpse without a head.

"This is the wall that everyone pushed it!"

Yang Feng sighed with emotion, then roared and crashed into the largest group of Jin troops. He swung the liquid lv tank and smashed it wildly.

The Khitan cavalry who were besieging this Jin army cheered and slashed wildly like medicine. Poor Jin army, which was besieged by a monster and 1,500 Khitan cavalry, was wiped out after only five minutes. When the last Jin cavalry was shot by Yang Feng and his horse, all the Khitan cavalry dismounted and bowed to their gods.

"I pay homage to the King of the Central Government!"

The general in charge kowtowed and shouted.

"I pay homage to the King of the Central Government."

Then everyone shouted.

"All up. I never engage in min-racism. I treat everyone who is willing to join my Chinese family equally. Han Hu, the second commander of my king, is you Khitan."

Yang Feng said with a warm smile on his face.

"Xiao Lin swears to be loyal to the Central King."

The general shouted.

"Swear to be loyal to the King of the Central Government."
Chapter completed!