After hearing this, Feng Sheng said disdainfully: "Zhang Wuji, you are just a small cult leader, what's there to be arrogant about? The ruler of this Middle-earth land must be my Majesty. As for you, you will die under the sword sooner or later, and your beautiful wives..."
After hearing this, Zhang Wuji quickly waved his hands and said, "General Feng, stop talking. My wife is not someone that anyone can covet. I am a very petty person. I will feel uncomfortable if a man from another family even glances at my woman. If you dare to say such treasonous words in front of me, you will have a hard time dying."
"I'll give you one last chance. I'll count to three. If you don't surrender, don't blame me for being rude."
"One, two."
Feng Sheng laughed loudly and said, "Hahahaha, even if I, Feng Sheng, am a worthless person, I will never surrender to someone like you. Soldiers, follow me and kill our way out. By the way, I will capture these two beauties beside Zhang Wuji and bring them home to be my wives."
"Three." When Zhang Wuji counted to three, he couldn't help but sigh.
Zhang Wuji is a man. Regardless of whether he is upright or not, he is at least a normal man. It is intolerable for him to verbally insult his woman in front of her.
In an instant, the soldiers of the two armies stood together.
The remaining soldiers under Feng Sheng naturally knew that they would most likely die today, so perhaps because of their lust, they launched a fierce attack on Zhao Linger and Yu Fei.
If they were not protected by thousands of soldiers behind them, something irreversible might have happened.
Fortunately, Zhang Wuji had already gained an absolute advantage. A quarter of an hour later, the battle was over and Feng Sheng was captured alive by Zhang Wuji.
After seeing this scene, the soldiers under his command who had not yet died in the battle put down their weapons.
Zhang Wuji said: "General Feng, don't blame me for being cruel, blame you for not having good manners. The woman next to me is not someone you can say anything about."
As he spoke, Zhang Wuji raised the sword in his hand high, as if he was about to chop it down.
Zhao Linger knew that Zhang Wuji really wanted to kill this man, but even so, she still tried to dissuade him, "Young Master, please spare his life first."
After hearing this, Zhang Wuji's face instantly showed a hint of displeasure.
Zhao Linger quickly stepped forward and explained: "Feng Sheng is the first high-ranking enemy general we captured alive. Such a person can also be used to severely humiliate the Wei army in future wars and suppress the morale of the Wei army. Isn't this good?"
Zhang Wuji said, "Do you really think so?"
After hearing this, Zhao Linger was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Young Master, what do you mean by this?"
"Do you still think I'm unfaithful to you?"
After hearing this, Zhang Wuji's face changed drastically: "Sister, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't make such jokes."
Zhao Linger snorted coldly: "Hmph, you were the one who made this joke first."
However, Zhao Linger did not vent her unhappiness on Zhang Wuji. After all, he was her own man. If she made Zhang Wuji angry, she would have to comfort him herself.
Therefore, Zhao Linger turned around and punched Feng Sheng hard in the face. This punch knocked out several of Feng Sheng's teeth.
"Catch him and tie him up with more ropes."
The Ming army soldiers on the side quickly tied Feng Sheng up like a dumpling.
As a general who had fought for many years, what Feng Sheng was experiencing now was simply a great humiliation for him.
Even though Zhao Linger knocked out several of his teeth with a punch, he still kept cursing.
Yu Fei gave a wink to the Ming army soldiers who tied him up. Seeing this, the Ming army soldiers quickly tied several ropes around his mouth.
The face of Feng Sheng, a great general of the time, was immediately distorted by the strangulation.
Zhang Wuji first asked several soldiers to guard Feng Sheng here, and then said to Zhao Linger: "Sister, Min'er asked us to get rid of the Wei army here and then rush directly to the Wei army camp below. You and Miss Yu should rest here for now. I will lead the troops down first."
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "Young Master, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"As husband and wife, we must live and die together. I know you feel sorry for me, but how can I let you take the risk alone? Don't worry, I'm not necessarily worse than you. I just don't want to show off in front of you."
"In terms of endurance and physical strength, you may not be my opponent."
A hint of disdain appeared in Zhang Wuji's eyes: "Sister, you are just bragging, you will pay the price."
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A moment later, Zhang Wuji led his troops to attack from the right side of the Wei army camp. At this moment, Lan Yu was still struggling to resist Zhao Min's attack, but after hearing the shouts and screams coming from the side, he was immediately frightened.
"Feng Sheng, you're a waste. Were you taken down by Zhang Wuji so quickly?"
The young general beside Lan Yu said: "General, not only is General Feng's side about to collapse, but even General Fu's side is about to collapse."
"Let's go quickly, it's probably useless to stay."
Lan Yu said angrily: "Leave, why leave? If I leave, what will happen to the soldiers?"
The young man continued, "General Xu has already retreated with a large number of troops. He must have left countless ambushes along the way. If we are surrounded, you will have to face not only Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo, but also Zhang Wuji. Do you think you can still escape?"
"If a great general like you were killed on the battlefield, the morale of the entire Wei Dynasty would be shaken. Your survival is much more important than your death."
Lan Yu really didn't want to leave, but he was really defeated. People like him were not afraid of death, but they were afraid that death was of no value at all. If his death caused a shock to the high-level leaders of the Wei army, it would be really not worth it.
Lan Yu glanced at Zhao Min who was fighting not far away. He thought that there were probably no less than a hundred people who died under his sword.
"It's hateful. How could such a beautiful woman be such a bloodthirsty person?"
"Well, let's retreat."
Lan Yu made the most correct decision at the most critical moment. If he didn't leave at this moment, Zhang Wuji would have cut off his retreat in less than half an hour. At that time, the best outcome would be that he would have suffered the same fate as Feng Sheng.
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