On the mountaintop.
The arrival of the Golden Shield War God, leading over 100,000 elite troops, gave Shang Ming and his men ample confidence.
Shang Ming straightened his back, his tail held high again, and looked at Ye Feng opposite him as if he were looking at a dead man.
Several key cabinet members wanted to say something to ridicule Ye Feng, but when they thought of the others who had just been killed, they didn't dare to speak loudly. Instead, they whispered among themselves.
"See? The Golden Shield War God is here. No matter how good this brat is, can he defeat this well-equipped army of hundreds of thousands of Golden Shield soldiers? Heh."
"When the sky is arrogant, rain is sure to follow; when people are arrogant, disaster is sure to follow."
"The tallest tree in the forest will surely be felled by the wind!"
"The nail that sticks out gets hammered down, haha."
In short, the arrival of the Golden Shield War God has reassured these old guys.
On the opposite side, Dongfang Sheng, Qin Ming, and a group of elites from the Blood Mist Sect felt very nervous as they watched the golden shield army sweeping across the mountains.
Many of these people had followed Ye Feng in the past, fighting against Cao Meng's 100,000-strong army in Jiangnan.
In comparison, Cao Meng's 100,000-strong army was a rabble, far inferior to the elite troops of the Golden Shield War God.
Among the millions of battle teams in the Great Xia Dynasty, the Golden Shield Army ranks among the top ten with its extremely strong combat power.
It's close enough to be able to sweep across the world, if not to say it's enough.
Xiahou Ba was engulfed in black, malevolent flames, still in a demonic state, constantly chuckling and charging forward fearlessly, when Situ Fatty grabbed him and pinned him down.
Lan Yu stood gracefully behind Ye Feng, her wide Hanfu fluttering in the wind, her gaze gentle and calm.
Even if there were mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, as long as she could fight alongside Ye Feng, she wouldn't even flinch.
The old weasel transformed into human form and stood alone on a boulder, exuding the air of a lonely master.
In fact, he didn't want it to be like this either.
It's all because he just unleashed a "big move" and still has a foul, pungent smell about him, making people want to stay away.
Everyone kept their distance from him.
This made the old weasel very annoyed, and it beckoned to a martial artist not far away.
"Hey, why are you so far away from me? Am I that annoying?"
"Hey you, do you want to learn my ultimate move, which can save your life in a critical moment?"
"You seem to have good potential, so I can make an exception and take you as my apprentice."
Do I look more like a human or an immortal to you?
The old weasel acted like it knew everyone, provoking a group of martial artists nearby.
The crowd cursed angrily.
"roll."
"You damn weasel, you almost suffocated me with your stench!"
"Give me the chance, and I'll skin him alive."
"Alright, stop talking, the Golden Shield War God is here."
On the mountain path ahead, a group of military experts came in a grand procession, surrounding a middle-aged man wearing golden armor.
This man is the Golden Shield War God, tall and robust, with sharp, piercing eyes like copper bells. He is fierce and brave, with a wildness about him. His two sword-like eyebrows slant into his temples, making him extremely heroic and extraordinary.
What is noteworthy is that beside the Golden Shield War God, there was also a group of veteran war gods from the military.
Led by Zhuge Wuwo, there were more than a dozen people, each with an extraordinary presence and a powerful stride.
These older generation members all hold important positions in the military and enjoy extremely high prestige.
In addition, Sima Chong, the chief instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards, also came.
If the Golden Shield Army could rank among the top ten in the millions of troops of the Great Xia Dynasty, then the Imperial Guard would definitely be in the top three, as they were specifically responsible for protecting the safety of the capital.
Sima Chong's cultivation level was unfathomable; he had already reached the peak of the seventh rank of Martial King a few years ago.
After so many years of accumulation, his cultivation has become even more terrifying, making him a heavyweight figure in the capital.
In addition, many high-ranking military officials also rushed over, making it a grand affair.
Seeing so many people coming to share the cake, Shang Ming felt a little heartbroken, but a smile still appeared on his face. He quickly went to greet them, stretched out his hands, and smiled.
"General Hong, Instructor Sima, and General Zhuge, I am very honored that you all came to help me."
"In that case, let's work together to take down Ye Feng first, and we can talk about the project allocation later."
General Hong is the Golden Shield War God, named Hong Chengchou. The Hong family are founding fathers of the nation, with deep roots and immense power in the capital.
However, Hong Chengchou didn't even glance at Shang Ming, completely ignoring him, and quickly walked up to Ye Feng, cupping his hands in greeting.
"Sect Leader Ye, thank you for saving my sister earlier."
The other person spoke sincerely, their eyes filled with gratitude.
Ye Feng was slightly taken aback.
He was just about to make his move when the plot twisted so quickly that it caught him off guard, leaving him puzzled.
"Who is your sister? I don't know her."
Suddenly, a clear voice came from the back of the line.
"Sect Leader Ye, you really have a bad memory."
The voice sounded very familiar.
From the back of the group, a woman in red walked gracefully, her figure slender and full, with a prominent bust and shapely hips. It was Hongyan, her eyes carrying a hint of allure.
It seems that her injuries have healed after the previous rest.
The captain of the fifth law enforcement squad of the Great Xia Dynasty, codenamed the Flower of the Other Shore Squad.
It turns out that the Golden Shield War God Hong Chengchou is her biological brother.
Just now, after Hongyan and the others flew Ye Feng over Haidong, they went to the Haidong war zone.
Upon learning that Ye Feng was in trouble, he immediately called his brother, Hong Chengchou.
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