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

Ye Feng's army gathered strength, became braver and braver as the battle went on, and their combat effectiveness soared. On the first day, they were able to fight on equal terms.

As the battle progressed, he led the army and gradually fell into a disadvantage. Especially since Ye Feng had too many strong men under his command, the burly man who protected Ye Feng was not afraid of the army at all, killing people everywhere. With the strength of his body, he might be able to fight against a grandmaster.

What surprised Zhao Pengju the most was that Ye Feng actually had a killer assassin with him. During the battle, the petite girl appeared and disappeared mysteriously, and specifically selected thousand-man and centurion commanders to assassinate.

You know, in the battle formation of a large army, the commanders of thousands and centurions play the biggest role. Every time Zhang Yan assassinates one of them, the combat effectiveness of hundreds of soldiers will be greatly reduced, and they will be quickly defeated by the enemy.

"Old friend, where can I retreat to?"

Zhao Pengju held a spear in his hand, with a look of desolate hero on his face. He couldn't help but look up at the Jinling City in the distance.

Over the years, he has been accustomed to dominating a region, so why would he choose to live under someone else's roof?

"Your Majesty! As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood!"

Zhu Hua gritted his teeth and urged.

Seeing that Zhao Pengju was still unmoved, Li Deng stood beside him. He looked at the handsome young man riding a warhorse and holding the Emperor's Sword, and said, "Your Highness, let's retreat! Let's find a place, hide our identities, and perhaps we can see the revival of the Song Dynasty!"

"Incognito?"

Zhao Pengju raised the corner of his mouth, and a picture of several people in their youth, full of vigor and vitality, emerged in his mind. Their biggest wish at that time was to carry forward the Song Dynasty, and then find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, hide their identities, fish, drink, play chess, and spend the rest of their lives.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Pengju was granted the title of King of Nanyu by Emperor Xuan of Song by mistake. With the chaos of the entire Song Dynasty in recent years, Zhao Pengju's heart also grew a desire to seize the throne of Jinling City, and then reverse the decline of the entire Song Dynasty by his own strength.

Now when I hear the words "hide one's identity", I can't help but feel a little sad. It seems like decades have passed, but it seems like just yesterday.

"Military advisor, remember this from now on. If you put an extra wine glass when you drink, it will be in my name!" Zhu Hua held a spear in his hand, and his old body burst out with a powerful aura. The blood in his body was burning madly, his eyes turned blood red, and his cultivation level soared wildly. He rushed out with more than 10,000 soldiers around him.

"Old Zhu!!"

When Zhao Pengju saw Zhu Hua rushing out with blood burning and forcibly improving his cultivation, he let out a heart-wrenching roar, gritted his teeth, and wanted to rush forward as well.

Li Deng held Zhao Pengju's arm and couldn't help but shed two tears from his eyes. It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but they do when they are heartbroken.

He and Zhu Hua have followed Zhao Pengju for decades. They have many different concepts, fighting methods, and arguments, but they are only limited to the palace. In private, the two can talk about anything and have long been brothers who share life and death.

Seeing Zhu Hua rushing out first, he also wanted to rush forward, but reason told him that even if he and Zhao Pengju rushed out, it would have no impact on the entire battle situation.

Zhu Hua chose to burn his own blood and forcibly increase his strength, wasn't it just for them to fulfill their wishes when they were young?

"Old Zhao!"

When Li Deng saw Zhao Pengju trying to rush forward, he roared hysterically, but did not call Zhao Pengju "Prince". This was the first time he had called Zhao Pengju like this in decades since Zhao Pengju was named King of Nanyu. It was as if the two of them had returned to their youth, when they talked late into the night and got drunk.

"Come with me!"

Zhao Pengju had a smile on his face. He did not call himself "this king", but changed it to "I". He held the spear and quickly fled to the left.

Nearly a thousand personal guards and Li Deng and others followed Zhao Pengju.

Ye Feng had long anticipated that Zhao Pengju would escape, and he had arranged for Zhao Mu to take 15,000 soldiers and wait not far away, keeping an eye on Zhao Pengju at all times.

As Zhao Pengju led everyone to flee, Zhao Mu led the army and quickly chased after them.

"You take the black armor cavalry and go around, then stop here, and wait for Zhao Pengju to arrive and block his way." Just as Zhao Mu led the army to chase after them, Ye Feng looked at Li Shanxiao not far away and pointed to the area of ​​Hankou drawn by Luo Tong, the westernmost area where there was a mountain stream.

Everyone frowned slightly when they heard Ye Feng's words. Zhao Mu led 15,000 soldiers to chase Zhao Pengju, which was obviously more than enough. Now he sent Li Shanxiao's cavalry. Did he not trust Zhao Mu? They didn't quite understand what Ye Feng meant.

Li Shanxiao didn't care about all this. He just followed Ye Feng's orders and led the black-armored cavalry to quickly head towards the mountain stream on the edge of Hankou.

shhhhhh...

Zhu Hua, who forcibly burned his blood to improve his cultivation, held a spear in his hand and continuously attacked the surroundings. The more than 10,000 soldiers who followed him had bloodshot eyes and fought frantically.

Ye Feng rode on his warhorse, grabbed the reins and came not far from Zhu Hua, and said slowly: "General Zhu, why do you have to fight to the end? Do you want to watch the brothers who followed you through life and death die in vain in Hankou?"

Zhu Hua had a self-deprecating smile on his face and said coldly: "Since ancient times, when they became soldiers, they either died in battle or killed the enemy. Over the years, Zhu has never had a soldier surrender under his command!"

Hua Hua Hua...

Bursts of noises were heard. Huang Tong, with more than 10,000 surviving archers, was standing not far away with arrows on their strings, obviously waiting for Ye Feng's order so that they could shoot Zhu Hua and others to death.

"General Zhu boasts of his unparalleled loyalty, but his loyalty is indeed to the ambitious Zhao Pengju. The four great princes hold a large number of troops and use them to hold the current emperor hostage to achieve their own ambitions and power. Little do they know that your actions may seem to be a punishment for the incompetence of the emperors of the Great Song Dynasty, but in fact, the most innocent people of the entire Great Song Dynasty are the ones who pay the price for you."

"I will give you one last chance. Put down your weapons immediately. Those who surrender will not be killed!"

As Ye Feng spoke, his voice became colder, and when murderous intent burst out from his body, countless people felt horrified.

"Hahaha……"

Zhu Hua felt the murderous intent from Ye Feng and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He claimed to be a veteran, but he clearly felt that Ye Feng's few words made him wake up, but he found it was too late.

"You are all soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty. You don't have to continue fighting for me, nor do you have to die in battle for King Nanyu. Just surrender!" Zhu Hua turned around and looked at the more than 10,000 soldiers who had experienced the bloody battle and were still alive.

"Thank you, General Zhu!"

After hearing Zhu Hua's words, as some soldiers laid down their weapons and surrendered, one after another began to follow suit.

"His Majesty the Emperor is obsessed with martial arts, incompetent and has no idea how to govern the country, but he was able to find a talent like the King of the State by chance. Maybe she is the one with great luck!"

After Zhu Hua finished speaking loudly, the violent aura on his body also disappeared, and the cultivation level that he had improved by burning blood also completely disappeared. The vitality in his whole body also slowly faded away, and he slowly fell to the ground and died.

After all, he couldn't convince himself to surrender!