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

"withdraw!"

Zhu Ye's face was ferocious and his eyes were bloodshot. The blood of the soldiers around him made the air filled with a pungent smell of blood and the ground became sticky.

"put!"

However, Zhang Tai on the wall of Tianyun City was not prepared to let him escape back with hundreds of soldiers, and gave another order.

The 40,000 soldiers on the city wall had been dealing with the 100,000-strong army led by Sima Cuo for more than a year and were already very adept at handling the situation.

Seeing that Zhu Ye wanted to escape with his defeated troops, with an order from Zhang Tai, the eight soldiers in each Nine-Star Crossbow took control of the Nine-Star Crossbow, adjusted the sights, and continuously shot towards the black shadow still standing in the darkness.

chi chi chi...

The Nine-Star Crossbow within a hundred meters is so powerful that when the arrows are shot out, the sound of breaking through the air can be heard one after another.

Zhu Ye has reached the peak level of a fourth-grade junior grandmaster. He holds a spear in his hand, his spiritual power surges, and he retreats while blocking the incoming arrows.

I couldn't help cursing in my heart: "Who on earth invented the bow and crossbow in the Song Dynasty? Why are they so powerful? Damn it!"

A sneeze!

Ye Feng, who was far away in Shangyou City, was in the backyard study of the City Lord's Mansion. He had a faint smile on his face and couldn't help sneezing.

At this moment, he was looking at the map of the entire Ye County. He wanted to see what he should do to minimize casualties and completely wipe out the armies of Taishi Zi and Pang De.

"Master Ye, it's getting late. It's time to rest."

Lady Xinling was not wearing armor, but a light pink top and a cool short skirt, revealing her two long white legs.

Ye Feng couldn't help but yawn, stood up, stretched out his hand and pinched Madam Xinling's buttocks.

Madam Xinling hummed reflexively. Before she could react, Ye Feng stood up and hugged her in his arms, lifting up her skirt.

"It's not good to be here..."

Mrs. Xinling was breathing hot air and her eyes were blurry. She couldn't help but complain in her heart that she really had no resistance to this little enemy. Her body was numb.

"Don't worry, we're not in the military camp, and there's no one outside."

Ye Feng's hands were also restless.

"Pooh!"

Just as Ye Feng and Madam Xinling were sitting on chairs in the study, chatting and chatting in every order, a small courtyard appeared a few hundred meters away.

Yan Nishang was wearing a white long dress, which made her look even more beautiful and holy against the night sky. However, her cheeks unconsciously turned red, and she looked full of indignation.

Ever since Ye Feng led his army away from Jinling City, Yan Nishang has been silently watching Ye Feng's every move all the way. In fact, she was afraid that someone would take the opportunity to attack Ye Feng.

"Shameless... so shameless... sitting like that in the study... aren't they afraid of being caught?" Yan Nishang cursed as she turned and entered the room.

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"General Zhu, what kind of crossbow is this from the Song Dynasty? Why is it so powerful?"

There were only a few dozen soldiers left around Zhu Ye. Fear was in their eyes. They knew in their hearts that they were able to survive only because of their good fortune.

The arrows shot from the Nine-Star Crossbow were so powerful that they finally understood why the Minister of War Sima Cuo, with an army of more than 100,000, had been in a stalemate with tens of thousands of soldiers from Tianyun City for more than half a year, but not only failed to recapture Tianyun City, but was completely wiped out.

"I don't know either. This is the first time I feel so aggrieved after so many years of fighting." Zhu Ye's face was ferocious. He thought that there were assassins who would kill the guards of Tianyun City, and the city gate would definitely be opened, so they could rush into Tianyun City. However, he didn't expect that the other party had already ambushed them.

That being said, the assassin sent out by Sima Tang might have been killed.

He also felt unwilling in his heart. When did the Song Dynasty become so powerful?

"Let's quickly escape back and report to General Zhuang. He has an army of 200,000 ready to go." Zhu Ye gritted his teeth, and the spiritual power in his body flowed, increasing his speed.

Zhu Ye did not notice that about ten meters to his left, there was a graceful figure shrouded in a black robe. Her eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. The dagger in her hand appeared silently, and her pointed ears looked particularly abrupt.

Seeing that they were about two miles away from Tianyun City, Zhu Ye's tense expression became a lot more relaxed. At least he could survive.

laugh!

Just when he relaxed, Leng Xia, clad in a black robe, suddenly stepped on the ground like a black shadow, and the cultivation of a third-grade junior grandmaster burst out at such a fast speed that in the blink of an eye the pitch-black dagger had already stabbed in front of Zhu Ye.

"Who?"

Zhu Ye's face changed drastically. He never expected that he would feel a cold light coming at him just as he relaxed.

He was indeed a general who had experienced many battles. He twisted his body suddenly and dodged quickly. Then the black dagger just happened to cut his cheek and blood gushed out instantly.

The rest of the killers who had been hiding in the dark also followed Leng Xia and attacked in unison.

The soldiers who escaped with Zhu Ye were not so lucky.

Most of them are at the acquired realm, and only a few are at the innate realm. How could they possibly resist the assassination of the group of killers in front of them?

"Who are you?"

Zhu Ye watched as dozens of soldiers who had followed him to escape death with great difficulty were all assassinated in an instant by the twenty or so men in black who suddenly appeared. Every move was fatal, and the soldiers were not given any chance to react. They were obviously well-trained killers.

scoff!

Leng Xia's face was grim. She was very dissatisfied with herself for failing to kill Zhu Ye just now. She grabbed the dagger and attacked Zhu Ye again.

"Hmph! A junior third-rank grandmaster dares to fight me head-on, you're looking for death." Zhu Ye's face was ferocious, and without any hesitation, he stabbed towards Leng Xia with the spear in his hand.

"Would you like some help?"

Qiu Huo looked at Feng Pu beside him and asked.

"I don't dare to do anything anyway. She is just a lunatic."

When Feng Pu heard the word "help", he seemed to have some psychological trauma and shook his head quickly.

scoff!

Leng Xia is only a third-grade junior grandmaster. If she were to assassinate Zhu Ye suddenly, she might still have a chance to kill him.

Now in a head-on battle, Zhu Ye is no ordinary person. His cultivation and realm are all gained through fighting on the battlefield.

The spear shook, spiritual power flowed, and all the spiritual power in the body gathered at the tip of the spear. He thought he could kill Leng Xia, but he didn't expect that he could only repel Leng Xia.

Zhu Ye was also very smart. He turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

He knew very well in his heart that the assassins sent by Sima Tang must have been killed by the group of assassins in front of him.

However, Sima Tang was confident that the assassins he sent out were definitely not weak and had obviously been killed by the group of assassins in front of him.

If he brought 5,000 soldiers with him, he could naturally fight against the more than 20 killers in front of him. Now he was alone, and if he continued fighting he would die, so he made a quick decision and turned around and ran.

"Want to run!?"

Leng Xia's whole body was filled with spiritual energy, and she felt her blood boiling. Blood was flowing out from the corners of her mouth. Zhu Ye's full-strength attack just now had obviously injured Leng Xia.

This guy ignored the injuries on his body, grabbed the dagger, and let the spiritual power flow, stabbing towards Zhu Ye again.

"Are you crazy?"

Zhu Ye felt Leng Xia rushing towards him, his face was ferocious. The other party was a killer, and his cultivation was obviously stronger than his, yet he chose to flee. Why was he still catching up with him?

He swung his spear to block Leng Xia's dagger, and his eyes were red with anger.

I was already angry about the defeat tonight, and I never expected that my escape would be so unpleasant.

scoff!

What greeted Zhu Ye was not Leng Xia's words, but a sharp dagger flashing with cold light.

"madman!"

Zhu Ye's face was ferocious. He grasped the spear in his hand. The spiritual power in his body flowed to the extreme. He suppressed the anger in his heart and stabbed hard at Leng Xia's heart.