The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

"General Chen and Huan'er, you will each lead an army of 30,000 and charge first. You must block the enemy troops in the front and break through for me!"

Zhao Pengju was riding a war horse. Standing on the chariot, he saw the densely packed army lined up on the hill not far away. His eyes narrowed slightly.

He saw clearly that Ye Feng had arranged the largest number of soldiers in the front, obviously intending to resist the charge of his army, but he refused to let the other side succeed.

As soon as the battle started, he used the fastest speed and the strongest force to break through the enemy's defense line. The formation arranged by Ye Feng would inevitably become extremely chaotic.

"As ordered!"

Chen Guang and Zhao Huan each led an army of 30,000. They roared, and the densely packed soldiers, carrying a destructive momentum, attacked like a storm.

Chen Guang was holding a spear. He had just led a large army to defeat Zhao Chenchen and Zhao Hui. Now his morale was high, and many soldiers followed behind him, charging forward recklessly.

Zhao Huan, now the heir to the King of Nanyu, led an army of 30,000 and rushed out impatiently. He was eager to perform a great deed in front of Zhao Pengju, so that he could inherit the throne naturally.

"kill!"

At a command, in the distance, three huge war drums appeared, and dozens of soldiers grabbed drumsticks and beat the drums frantically.

The sound of drums was deafening, and the momentum of the soldiers' charge became stronger and stronger. In a short while, 60,000 soldiers rushed to Sun Zizai. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the kitchen knife in his hand was constantly waving out. The blade's rays tore apart the soldiers who rushed up.

ah ah ah...

Shouts of killing rang out one after another, and the two armies rushed into each other madly. In a short time, rows of corpses were lying on the ground. Blood was flowing on both sides of the hill, making a gurgling sound, and the blood became like small streams.

"Who is the general holding the kitchen knife? Why have I never seen him before?" Zhao Pengju was standing on the chariot. He saw Sun Zizai holding a kitchen knife, killing people in all directions with great momentum. He couldn't help but frowning.

Li Deng took a deep breath and said slowly: "If my guess is correct, this person should be the fifty-ninth strongman on the Great Song Dynasty's Divine Machine List, Sun Zizai, the Desperate Three Swords!"

Zhao Pengju frowned upon hearing this, "Where on earth did Ye Feng get so many powerful people to work for him?"

Seeing that everyone around him was silent, he stretched out his hand to grab the sword at his waist, wishing he could rush down and kill Sun Zizai. He looked at the messenger not far away and said, "Pass on my order. Cha Hai leads 20,000 soldiers to charge out. Encircle and kill Sun Zizai. I want to see if he can resist thousands of troops."

"As ordered!"

The messenger quickly ran towards the army led by Cha Hai. As soon as the order was conveyed, Cha Hai was seen leading 20,000 soldiers and continuing to rush towards Sun Zizai.

"Your Majesty, the King of Nanyu might want to use his army to kill General Sun!" Luo Tong, who was following Ye Feng, couldn't help but say when he saw the 20,000 troops sent by Zhao Pengju.

"Keep calm, tell Sun Zizai to stop the enemy at all costs!"

Ye Feng remained calm and composed.

The messenger beside him also quickly ran towards the direction of the battle ahead.

ah ah ah...

The corpses were piled up like a mountain, and Sun Zizai's body was already stained red with blood. He even forgot how many heads he had taken with the kitchen knife in his hand.

All I know is that the 60,000 troops behind me were also lying dead all over the ground, with the bodies piled up layer upon layer. I'm afraid almost one-third of them had died in the battle.

"General Sun, our losses are too heavy. What should we do?" A captain of a thousand men ran up to Sun Zizai, his eyes almost filled with tears.

As the battle progresses, there are only less than 300 soldiers left alive out of the 1,000 men under his command. If they continue fighting, they will probably all die.

"Get back! Follow the order of the Lord of Zhenguo, hold on to the death! Don't let the enemy get past even a single person!" Although Sun Zizai had not been in charge of the army for a long time, he did not want to see his soldiers die in battle, but he had no other way. Now Zhao Pengju's army was coming with great momentum, and it was obvious that they wanted to exchange lives for lives.

If they were the main generals, as soon as they showed the slightest complacency, the army behind them would inevitably be defeated, and all their efforts would be in vain.

"what!!"

The centurion shook his head with a look of grief and anger, roared, and rushed towards where his troops were, continuing to engage in a bloody battle with the enemy.

"What's going on? Why has the 80,000-man army led by Chen Guang not yet defeated the enemy's vanguard after a day and a night?"

Zhao Pengju looked at Chen Guang and Zhao Huan who were still fighting in the front, as well as the 20,000 troops led by Cha Hai, and his face was extremely ugly. You know, now the advantage in military strength is on his side.

"Report! Repay!"

"Your Highness, General Chen has sent me news that the enemy's fighting power is very strong and it is very likely that they will be able to assemble a legendary military force. Our army has suffered heavy losses. Should we continue the attack?"

At this moment, a spy who came to report the news, covered in blood, quickly came to Zhao Pengju, with horror in his eyes.

The military force was that of a legendary powerful army. He had just experienced a battle with the enemy and the combat effectiveness was indeed very strong.

Even if the two soldiers have the same skills, the enemy can almost fight one against two and still not be at a disadvantage at all, and they can also use their military strength to restrain each other in battle.

"Military power? Military power?"

If Zhao Pengju was merely surprised at Ye Feng's fighting ability before, he was shocked when he heard the reports from his soldiers at this moment.

He went to the battlefield at the age of sixteen, fought in many battles, large and small, and participated in no less than a hundred battles. He knew very well how difficult it was to rally the military forces.

It was incredible that Ye Feng could gather a force with his temporary army. If this news had not been passed back by his most trusted general Chen Guang, he might not have believed it.

"Order General Jiang to lead 20,000 troops and charge at me immediately. If you fail to defeat the enemy's first wave of defense by noon, you will be punished by military law!"

Zhao Pengju was in a high position and could see everything clearly. Whether it was Chen Guang, Zhao Huan, or Cha Hai, the armies they led had suffered heavy losses.

However, if they retreated even half a step now, the momentum of the entire army would be crushed in an instant. By then, they would be defeated before Ye Feng could lead his troops to pursue them.

"As ordered!"

The messenger did not dare to complain, and turned around quickly to pass on the order to Jiang Peng. In just a short while, another 20,000 troops rushed out.

"General Sun, hurry up and report to the King of Zhenguo! The King of Nanyu is obviously determined to fight to the death. If we continue to fight, our 60,000 troops will all die!"

This time, seeing Jiang Peng leading an army of 20,000 to charge down, Ge Qing could no longer continue to kill the enemy calmly. It was because his own army had suffered too many casualties in that day and night.

However, the orders from the King of Zhenguo did not allow them to take the initiative to attack, and they could only stay where they were and defend against the enemy's attacks.