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

"Ugh!"

Seeing that Zhu Hua finally chose to die, Ye Feng could only sigh helplessly.

It's not easy to change a fixation after being obsessed for too long.

"General Su, please organize the battlefield and compile a list of the soldiers who died in the battle. Build a tomb for them here in Hankou so that people of the Song Dynasty can pay their respects in the future."

Ye Feng looked around and saw corpses piled on the ground. More than 180,000 of Nanyu King Zhao Pengju's 200,000 troops were killed in the battle, and his own 130,000 troops also lost nearly 60,000.

Cleaning up so many bodies is a huge project.

"As ordered!"

Soldiers like Su Qingzhi were moved by Ye Feng's words. Soldiers like them who died in battle would be lucky enough to have their families receive pensions. But now Ye Feng was going to compile a list of the dead soldiers and build a tomb for people to pay their respects. This was a great honor.

I'm afraid that in any dynasty throughout Kyushu, only very powerful generals would be qualified to enjoy such treatment.

"Madam, you and the cavalry will follow me!"

Ye Feng looked at Madam Xinling who was not far away.

In this battle, Lady Xinling's two thousand cavalrymen suffered heavy losses, and there were only about a thousand combat-capable cavalrymen left. It was a tragic scene.

"Let's go to that mountain stream. When we arrive there, King Nanyu will probably arrive there too."

Hearing that Ye Feng was actually going to wait for King Nanyu, everyone was a little surprised. They really didn't understand because Ye Feng and King Nanyu had never met before.

The entire Nanyu County is so big, how can Ye Feng conclude that Zhao Pengju will choose to go to that mountain stream? You know, there is a big forest outside there, and it is rarely visited by people!

……

Zhao Pengju and Li Deng, followed by Zhao Huan and nearly a thousand personal guards, fled very quickly.

"Your Majesty, there are pursuers behind us. They are catching up with us."

A personal guard quickly came to Zhao Mu.

There were more than 10,000 soldiers behind them, with great momentum, obviously chasing after them.

"Father, the one chasing us is the traitor Fourth Brother."

When Zhao Huan saw the soldiers chasing him from behind, his face was ferocious and he was full of resentment. He never expected that his father would be defeated.

Zhao Pengju had a complicated expression when he heard this. He just wanted to leave Hankou as soon as possible. He said, "Speed ​​up and don't get entangled with them."

"Boost!"

Zhao Mu watched Zhao Pengju and others in front of him speed up. He frowned and led more than 10,000 soldiers under his command to catch up with them as quickly as possible.

After about a short while, Zhao Mu, with more than 10,000 soldiers, chased after them at the fastest speed. Until the sun set, he led the soldiers to block the way of Zhao Pengju and others.

He was riding on his warhorse, looking at the fleeing Zhao Pengju with an old face. There was no trace of his former heroic spirit. He looked like a stray dog, lonely and depressed.

"Father, how are you?"

Zhao Mu took a deep breath. Although he didn't know why the King Zhenguo sent him to hunt down his father, he knew very well that he had to capture Zhao Pengju no matter what.

"Mu'er, you have done very well. Only by following the Lord of Zhenguo can you fully display your talent as a general." Zhao Pengju stared at Zhao Mu opposite him and said sincerely.

He was well aware of the abilities of his many sons. Zhao Mu was good at leading troops in battle and was extremely brave, even better than when he was young.

"Father, please go back with me. As long as you give up the idea of ​​becoming emperor, I believe the King of Zhenguo can spare your life." Although Zhao Mu had not followed Ye Feng for a long time, he knew that the other party was not a person who would kill innocent people indiscriminately.

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Pengju laughed when he heard that. He wanted to hide his identity and live in harmony with the world, but he was also unwilling to live in disgrace. If he was asked to surrender to Ye Feng, his reputation would be ruined.

"Mu'er, I will not surrender to anyone. Just come over here and take your father's head to gain credit." Zhao Pengju's spiritual power was surging, and he was ready to fight to the death with Zhao Mu at any time.

Li Deng quickly stepped forward and clasped his fists towards Zhao Mu. "General Zhao, your father has treated you very well since you were young. Because you have an outstanding talent in martial arts, he took you to worship General Zhu as his teacher. But he couldn't bear to see you only practice martial arts, so he ordered me to be your cultural teacher. Over the years, he knew that you like to lead troops in battle, so he arranged for you to stay in Huaishang City and allowed you to train soldiers and armor."

"The prince is already sixty years old. After this battle, all the forces under his command have been destroyed. He poses no threat to the court or the king. Please show mercy and let us go. We will go there in anonymity and never set foot in the Song Dynasty again for the rest of our lives."

Zhao Mu heard Li Deng's words and looked at the gray hair on Zhao Pengju's temples. He hesitated and gritted his teeth: "Make way!"

"General!?"

The four deputy generals who followed Zhao Mu all knew very well that this time, the King of Zhenguo sent Zhao Mu to hunt down the King of Nanyu, most likely to test his loyalty.

If he rashly lets King Nanyu go now, he will surely be punished by the King of Zhenguo when he returns, and there is a high possibility that he will lose his head.

"Make way! Don't you guys listen to me?"

Zhao Mu scolded in a low voice.

Hua Hua Hua...

The four deputy generals shook their heads helplessly and waved their hands. The soldiers who had originally blocked the way of Zhao Pengju and others dispersed from both sides and allowed Zhao Pengju and others to pass.

"Don't worry, I will take full responsibility for this matter. It has nothing to do with you four or anyone else. If the time comes, even if the King of the State wants to kill me or chop me up, I will have no complaints."

Zhao Mu was also very conflicted, because that was his biological father, and he was so old, he might not have much time left.

"As long as we cross the mountain stream ahead, we will step into the boundless forest. From now on, we will hide our identities and cultivate the rest of our lives." Zhao Pengju looked at the mountain stream ahead, and there would be a forest outside.

Just as he brought his personal guards and everyone else to the mountain stream, everyone was stunned to see Li Shanxiao standing in the middle of the stream, holding a hook-sickle spear, followed by more than two thousand black-armored cavalrymen, who had obviously been waiting for a long time.

"This general has been waiting here for a long time. Where is your king?"

Helplessness also appeared in the depths of Zhao Pengju's eyes.

Ye Feng was young but meticulous, and he was extremely foresighted in marching and fighting. He could anticipate the enemy's moves first. He really didn't understand how the other side guessed that he would choose to retreat from here.

"I am only responsible for stopping you here. I don't know where the master is."

Li Shanxiao said slowly.

He was no longer surprised by Ye Feng's ability to anticipate his enemies' moves.

"Does King Nanyu miss me so much?"

At this moment, not far away, Ye Feng was seen riding a war horse, leading Lady Xinling's cavalry, followed by only Dashan and Lao Huang, walking leisurely towards them.

"Since it has come to this, I have three questions. I wonder if the Lord of Zhenguo is willing to answer them?" Zhao Pengju raised his head and looked at Ye Feng. He felt a little unwilling in his heart, but he knew that the situation was hopeless.

"Excuse me!"

Ye Feng made a gesture of invitation to Zhao Pengju.