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

"hateful!"

When Lady Xinling saw this scene, her face was filled with anger. Those soldiers were obviously the border troops of the Western Shu Dynasty, and they actually came to arrest the people of the Song Dynasty.

Holding a spear, he was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Ye Feng: "Don't worry, there is a man riding a white horse over there, he is faster than you."

Da da da……

As the sound of horse hooves rang out, a loud shout was heard: "You bunch of ignorant dogs, do you really think that our Song Dynasty is easy to bully?"

A loud shout was heard, and a white figure appeared, riding a white horse, with a long sword slung around his waist and a silver-white spear in his hand, with a little red pendant hanging on the tip of the spear.

The young man was eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a broad face and a heavy chin, and he looked very majestic. The spear in his hand was extremely delicate, light yet powerful, and it was made with great skill.

"What bad luck! Run!"

The captain of a thousand men led by the Western Shu Dynasty, upon hearing the voices of the approaching people, had not yet engaged or fought with the enemy. He rode on his warhorse and gave an order, and the many captives behind him abandoned them and fled in fear. The soldiers behind him also fled madly with fear on their faces.

"Want to run? Then don't come and invade the Song Dynasty!"

Seeing that the enemy general wanted to escape, the young man riding the white horse quickly tightened the reins, the horse's hooves leaped high, and he quickly chased after him with the silver-white spear in his hand. The silver spear in his hand was shiny and translucent, and it could be said to be a top-notch magic weapon. He stabbed the fleeing enemy general with one shot.

"Ah! Who are you?"

The deputy general screamed, but before he could make any response, he was pierced through the heart by the young man's silver spear and fell heavily off his horse.

"I am from Hua County, Zhao Long from Wushan!"

After killing the opponent, Zhao Long roared loudly, shaking the mountains and fields. The aura on his body was extremely powerful, and naturally filled with a terrifying fighting spirit.

Even though they were not far away, surprise was filled in the depths of Ye Feng's eyes. He did not expect that there would be such a person in such a remote place.

He felt very clearly that Zhao Long was young, but his cultivation had already entered the realm of a sixth-grade junior master, and it was only a matter of time before he reached the realm of a seventh-grade junior master. The most important thing was that when the other party fought, he obviously had a fighting spirit, which was the most valuable. Such a person would lead the army to charge into battle in the future, and there would be no life or death. With the outbreak of fighting spirit, the combat effectiveness would be greatly improved, and it would not be difficult to fight against opponents of higher levels.

"run!"

Many soldiers of the Western Shu Dynasty were terrified when they saw their general was killed by this young man in just one round, and they fled in all directions.

Zhao Long had a ruthless look on his face. He held a silver spear in his hand and drove the warhorse under him, chasing them madly. He shot one person after another, and every shot was fatal. All people could hear were the sound of horse hooves, screams, and corpses falling one after another.

After a short while, nearly a hundred soldiers of the Western Shu Dynasty were all killed. Zhao Long rode on his warhorse and quickly came to the many people who were cowering on the ground in fear. He said, "My fellow countrymen, go back quickly. I have killed all the enemy soldiers. You are safe now!"

"Thank you for your help, brave man!"

"Are you the Wushan Zhao Long?"

"You are the great hero of our Hua County."

Many people bowed to Zhao Long and turned to walk towards Hua County behind them.

The people were also a little surprised when they saw Ye Feng and others.

Zhao Long, who was not far away, also discovered Ye Feng and others. He turned around on his warhorse and was about to leave, but found that Ye Feng was riding a warhorse and quickly coming to his side.

When Zhao Long saw the young man opposite him, he was a little surprised and thought to himself, "Everyone says that I, Zhao Long, am majestic and handsome, but this guy is even more handsome than me!"

"I didn't expect that there would be such a righteous man on the border of my Great Song Dynasty. May I ask your name?" Ye Feng had a smile on his face. He did hear Zhao Long introduce himself just now, and he still asked with a fist clasped.

"I am from Hua County, Zhao Long from Wushan. I wonder who you are?"

Zhao Long narrowed his eyes slightly. The group of people in front of him were riding war horses with extraordinary momentum. The young man in front of him naturally had the aura of a superior. The strength of the people following him was also not weak. He did not dare to underestimate them and asked tentatively.

"I am the ruler of the Song Dynasty, Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng had an appreciative smile on his face.

After arriving at the Song Dynasty, the first person he liked was Lady Xinling's younger brother Huo Yun. He really lived up to his high expectations and led 5,000 cavalrymen to kill the Duoyi tribe, forcing them to abandon their weapons and flee into the vast desert.

Now, the first time he saw Zhao Long, he was delighted. In fact, everyone pays attention to first impressions. Some people feel comfortable at first sight, while others feel uncomfortable no matter how they look at them.

"Ah!? You are the King of Zhenguo?"

Zhao Long's eyes widened, his expression involuntarily revealing ecstasy and excitement.

"Does not look like?"

Ye Feng looked at Zhao Long with a smile and asked jokingly.

"No...no..." Zhao Long quickly came back to his senses, put the silver spear in his hand on the ground, knelt on one knee, bowed and saluted, his voice trembling: "Wushan Zhao Long pays homage to the King of Zhenguo."

During this period of time, he kept hearing the name of the King of Zhenguo. Wherever he went, he was invincible. In a rage, he killed his way to the capital of the Qingyuan Dynasty. Every time Zhao Long heard these deeds, he felt his blood boiling. If he hadn't been delayed by some things, he would have gone to Ye Feng long ago.

"General Zhao, please stand up quickly. No need to be so polite!"

Ye Feng stretched out his hands and helped Zhao Long, who was kneeling on the ground, up.

"General Zhao? May I ask, Lord Zhenguo, can I follow you to march and fight?" Zhao Long was a little bit incredulous when he heard Ye Feng call him General Zhao.

The greatest injustice in his life was that he rode a war horse, galloped across the battlefield, and was a majestic general, invincible wherever he went.

“Hahaha… Not only do I want you to follow me into battle, I also want to teach you how to fight and help you form the first light cavalry unit of the Song Dynasty!”

Ye Feng laughed and looked at Zhao Long in front of him with great joy, and spoke loudly.

Lady Xinling and others were excited for Zhao Long.

When Ye Feng was in Nanyu County, he proposed to form light cavalry.

Thinking of the power of the black armor cavalry created by Ye Feng, everyone knew very well that the light cavalry that Zhao Long was about to lead must be one of the most powerful armies in the Song Dynasty.

"Zhao Long thanks the Lord for promoting me!"

As Zhao Long was speaking, he was about to kneel down again, but Ye Feng pulled him back.

Ye Feng immediately looked at the silver spear in Zhao Long's hand. As a mere hunter, Zhao Long could not afford such a spear. He immediately asked, "The spear in your hand and the sword on your waist are both very exquisite. Where did you get them?"