"What a boast!" Who can't boast? Lan Feng didn't think that a pampered emperor could be a match for him.
However, Ye Shuo was not blindly arrogant. He had specifically inquired before and found out that although Lan Feng was fierce, his kung fu was only comparable to that of Ding Wang. Moreover, Lan Feng's injuries had not yet healed, so Ye Shuo was still confident.
General Fang and General Xu were shocked when they saw this: "Come here, protect the emperor!"
Lan Feng couldn't help but sneer: "Nothing special."
It turns out that he was just shouting loudly, but in fact...it was nothing more than that.
The next moment, Ye Shuo waved to everyone: "Everyone, step back!"
…Fuck! It’s too early to be happy. I forgot that His Majesty is not a worry-free person.
General Fang and General Xu, who had been delighted by the emperor's wisdom and bravery, now wanted to kneel down on the spot: "Your Majesty, you must not take any risks!"
However, Ye Shuo still insisted.
Previously, Beiting wanted to break the backbone of Dazhou in one fell swoop. Today, Ye Shuo wanted to retaliate and completely suppress the arrogance of Beiting.
Lan Feng was startled, then overjoyed: "Since you are looking for death, don't blame this general."
It seems that even the emperor cannot escape from being ambitious and having unrealistic expectations.
Lan Feng thought that Ye Shuo was carried away by his previous victory, but he did not expect that Ye Shuo came prepared today.
In an instant, the two of them had already exchanged three moves.
Even though he knew that his brother was no ordinary person, Prince Ding on horseback still broke into a cold sweat. As for Lan Feng, his expression was also changing rapidly.
Be it strength or martial arts, what Ye Shuo showed was far beyond Lan Feng's expectations.
Lan Feng never imagined that the Emperor of the Great Zhou was actually a hidden master, whose skills were not inferior to those of the commander in charge of secrets under the Wolf King.
And that commander is the best master in Beiting.
Lan Feng was sweating profusely, and had to turn his attention to other people. Seeing the lonely Prince Ding, Lan Feng's eyes flashed: "Come on, capture Ye Liancheng alive at all costs!"
Prince Ding, who had a limp in one leg: "..."
Oops, I have become a flaw.
"Fuck you, Lan Feng!" Prince Ding, who could no longer laugh, became furious and roared as he beat back the Beiting people who were rushing towards him.
However, Ye Shuo's subsequent words "protect Prince Ding" made Prince Ding want to beat them both to death. He swung his sword with all his might, and his broken leg almost left a shadow.
It's so infuriating!
While Lan Feng was giving the order, Ye Shuo's attack became more and more fierce: "How dare you be distracted when fighting me? You are simply courting death."
One knife, two knives, three knives...
In a flash, under the tremendous force, Lan Feng's knuckles broke and blood flowed down his cuffs, quickly dyeing both sleeves red.
Lan Feng pretended to be defeated and retreated step by step, but he was silently looking for an opportunity in his heart, looking for an opportunity to find his weakness.
Here we come!
Feeling that the moment he had been waiting for had finally arrived, Lan Feng swung the scimitar in his hand at an astonishing speed towards Ye Shuo's leg. As long as he crippled him first, it would be easy to take his life later.
"You are really good at this trick." Prince Ding fell at the hands of Lan Feng, so how could Ye Shuo repeat Prince Ding's mistake?
By the time Lan Feng realized something was wrong, it was already too late. But while he was waiting for his chance, Ye Shuo was also lying in wait.
Lan Feng only felt his vision being lifted up, and then, he only saw the devastated battlefield, and... corpses splattered with blood.
But in an instant, Lan Feng was completely dead.
Lan Feng's knife just now hit the horse's abdomen. Although the armor blocked it, the horse still screamed and fell to the ground. Ye Shuo flew out and grabbed Lan Feng's hair before his head fell to the ground.
No matter how much time has passed, such a scene is still extremely shocking to modern people.
If possible, I really hope this will be the last time.
Then Ye Shuo took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice: "Lan Feng is dead, why don't you surrender quickly!"
"Quickly surrender..."
"surrender……"
"drop……"
Sounds mixed with internal force came out in waves. The Beiting soldiers looked closely and saw that the bloody head held in the hand of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who else could it be but their General Lan?
The soldiers of the Great Zhou also showed fierce expressions at the right time.
"surrender!"
"surrender!"
"surrender!"
The main general was dead, and the deputy generals were almost all dead as well. The remaining soldiers were naturally in disarray. Ye Shuo glanced around, and everyone within his sight involuntarily put down their weapons.
At this point, Beiting, which claimed to have 100,000 soldiers, had 20,000 deaths, 30,000 injuries, and 30,000 surrendered. The rest fled in all directions all the way to the north, which was a complete defeat.
General Xu and General Fang thought that this was about the end of it. After all, their food and fodder were only enough to last for a month. Even if they added in the food confiscated from Beiting, there were now 30,000 more mouths to feed. It was really hard to sustain.
"It's true that the original plan was for a month, but hasn't it only been more than half a month? There are still ten days left, so there's no rush."
After understanding what the emperor meant, several generals couldn't help but gasp.
Originally, they thought that nothing could be accomplished in ten days, but when they thought about it, it only took the emperor half a month to capture three cities. No, it should be four cities now. In ten days... maybe something incredible will really happen?
The Beiting side probably didn't think they would be defeated so quickly. In addition, communication in ancient times was far less convenient than it is today, so it was not so fast to move troops back and forth.
After Lan Feng's death, the army of the Great Zhou advanced almost straight ahead.
Because the Beiting army had fewer troops than the Da Zhou, they could not defeat the Da Zhou. But when their numbers were greater, they could not be deployed in time. By the time the Wolf King wanted to react in time, it was obviously too late.
On the other side, Da Zhou——
Ever since the first battle report, He Xiang and others have become increasingly uneasy, fearing that they will be happy too soon and be reduced to their original state the next moment.
They knew clearly what the Great Zhou was like today, so they did not dare to have too high expectations.
However, what shocked them was that the development of things was almost rushing towards an unbelievable direction.
The second battle report arrived very quickly, but He Xiang and others still didn't dare to read it.
Before this, no one knew that Prime Minister He and his men were so timid. In the end, it was the Empress Dowager who opened the envelope herself.
After a quick glance, Yao Zhi couldn't help but flash a hint of surprise in her eyes. However, she remained silent for a long time, which immediately caused He Xiang and others to misunderstand her.
Sure enough, the first time was just an accident, right?
But the current Great Zhou Dynasty really cannot afford the ransom unless it increases taxes.
However, Yao Zhi did not ask everyone to wait too long. The next moment, she spoke: "The battle report said that the emperor and the two generals have joined forces and have now taken Qicheng."
In other words, Qicheng now belongs to their Great Zhou...
The old and frail Duke Zhenguo below suddenly raised his head. Even Wei Wen couldn't help but smack his lips. It had only been a few days, and his little cousin was already too fierce.
As for He Xiang and others, they opened their eyes wide and were speechless for a long time.
"God bless the Great Zhou! God bless the Great Zhou!"
Emperor Jingwen appeared!
I don't know who shouted first, but the noise was so loud that the old tutor's hands trembled and he pulled out two strands of his beard.
He Xiang and others were even more moved to tears.
Enough, enough, that is enough. They are already satisfied that His Majesty can achieve this level. It is so satisfying that they would wake up laughing in their dreams.
However, this kind of thing cannot be stopped just because they want to. In the following half month, the frequent good news almost made people numb.
First it was Qicheng, then Baicheng, Beibing, Bingnan... Perhaps because there were too many explosive good news, He Xiang and others felt it was unreal. They couldn't help but start to doubt whether the emperor had become so absurd that he even dared to fabricate battle reports at will.
Or maybe this is all an illusion, a lie, and it is actually their Great Zhou that was occupied.
"Your Majesty is really going too far this time..." It's not that He Xiang and others don't believe it, but they dare not believe it. After all, at this speed, Your Majesty will soon go straight to the Beiting Royal Court. What a joke!
Although He Xiang and others had never led troops, they knew that this was definitely not normal, so there was no other possibility except that the emperor was lying.
As for the people they sent saying the same thing, they must have been bribed by the Emperor, so it definitely cannot be true.
Not to mention Prime Minister He, even the old Duke Zhenguo couldn't help but wonder in his heart, after all, even when he was young, he wasn't so fierce...
After returning home, the old Duke of Zhenguo couldn't help but ask his eldest grandson: "How true and false do you think the war reports from the border are?"
Wei Wen, who always had a clear mind, hesitated for a rare moment: "This... my grandson doesn't know either."
If it's true, my little cousin is too fierce.
If they were not too old and too busy to leave, the old Duke Zhenguo and Wei Wen would really like to go to the border in person and see for themselves what the scene is like.
Just when He Xiang and others were worried about gains and losses, another half a month passed in the blink of an eye. At this time, Ye Shuo had already captured seven cities in a row, and only needed four cities to attack the Beiting Royal Court.
Even as eyewitnesses, the soldiers of the Great Zhou could not help but feel dazed.
This is too fast...
Beiting went from being indifferent at first to being in a panic later on, and then finally faced up to the reality and hurriedly sent envoys to ask for peace.
Beiting no longer cared about the two hundred envoys. In his heart, he was gritting his teeth at Chen Guohen, who had suffered almost no losses.
If it weren't for Chen Guo's bad idea, how could they have fallen to such a state?
The most hateful thing is that they were the ones who came up with the idea, but in the end it was Beiting who suffered. Instead of attacking the relatively less powerful Chen State, they targeted Beiting. The emperor of the Great Zhou is simply sick!
And the person you should never mess with in this world is a madman.
Seeing that Da Zhou was determined to drag you down with him at all costs, even the Wolf King, who had been tough all his life, couldn't help but feel nervous.
At this time, all the food and grass that the Great Zhou could gather had almost been consumed.
It seems that this time, we have to stop here.
Ye Shuo knew clearly in his heart that the reason why things went so smoothly was mostly because he took advantage of the rapid march and Beiting's underestimation of the enemy. Next time, it might not be so easy.
But there is no way, no matter how difficult it is, you have to give up.
Restraining his resentment, Ye Shuo's slightly fanatical look gradually calmed down. Seeing this, General Fang and General Xu beside him couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, His Majesty was not carried away by the successive victories.
You must know that Beiting’s army has been successfully assembled. If you want to capture any of the next four cities, it will definitely be more difficult than the previous seven cities combined.
If they cannot extricate themselves in time, once they are trapped, all the achievements they have made before will be lost.
Just as General Fang and General Xu were praying frantically in their hearts, Ye Shuo finally waved his hand.
"Come here, please invite the envoy into the tent."
However, what Ye Shuo didn't know was that when the Wolf King's nephew, Huyan Jue's son Huyan Guang, learned that he had become the new envoy, he almost cried out loud.
Everyone in Beiting knows that the envoys sent to Da Zhou are more dangerous than hunting wolves with bare hands.
When Hu Yanguang trembled as he walked into the tent, and saw the young man at the head, an idea popped up in his mind uncontrollably -
Help, help!
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