My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Outside the city gate

Zhao Jinghua sat astride a black horse, holding a spear in his hand. His silver hair was tied up with a lake blue headband. He wore a dark blue robe with narrow sleeves embroidered with silver bamboo patterns. His sleeves were tied tightly with leather wrist guards. His slender waist was wearing a leather belt with a golden dragon pattern carved on it. This item was personally given by the current emperor. He wore dark boots and was followed by five thousand soldiers. At this moment, they were looking straight at the approaching enemy. At a distance of five hundred meters, Zhao Jinghua raised his right hand. The soldiers had followed Zhao Jinghua for six years. Even if he made a single move, they knew what he was going to say, so they knew that he was asking them to wait here.

Zhao Jinghua stroked the horse's mane with his left hand. "Are you scared?" Lin Feng shook his head and snorted.

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and tightly grasped his spear. "If I dismount in a while, you will return to the city." After saying that, he shook the reins to signal Lin Feng to move forward. Lin Feng received the order and rushed forward quickly. When the enemy army approached, Zhao Jinghua swung his spear with great force, instantly repelling the enemy army in the front row. The enemy army in the front row knocked down the enemy army in the back, and nearly a hundred people were chopped down in just one blow, disrupting the originally orderly army.

The enemy commander saw that Zhao Jinghua was about to swing his spear, so he used his red tassel spear to block Zhao Jinghua's attack before the spear landed on the soldier.

Zhao Jinghua used his spear to lift up the red tassel spear, and at the same time pulled the reins to gradually retreat. Deputy General Zhong, who was always paying attention to the movement in front, had a bright look in his eyes, "Brothers, the battle has begun!" No one knew better than the soldiers of Mingbei Camp that Zhao Jinghua never retreated, and retreating was an instruction to advance. Deputy General Zhong led the soldiers to rush forward quickly, and a moment later there was a deafening shout of "Kill!"

The enemy commander frowned slightly and stabbed at Zhao Jinghua with the long tasseled spear in his hand. Zhao Jinghua easily dodged by pulling the horse rope and kept a distance from the man again. The enemy commander gradually lost his patience and was about to speak, but the next second Zhao Jinghua jumped up from the horse's back and threw the long spear hard at the Beili commander.

The Beili commander pulled the reins and dodged easily. He was about to laugh at Zhao Jinghua, but when the spear landed on the ground, a flash of fire instantly separated the two armies. When his own soldiers crossed the fire, only the flames touched the corners of their clothes, and they were burned to ashes in an instant, while Zhao Jinghua's soldiers stood in the fire without any injury. The Beili commander was somewhat glad that he did not reach out to grab the spear.

At the same time, Wan Sutong stared at the flame without blinking. Seeing her curiosity, the system began to explain, "This is Zhaoguo's Blazing Fire Skill, which is only passed down to people with royal blood. There are twelve levels of Blazing Fire Skill. After learning the first level, you can block the cold air from entering your body. After learning the eighth level, you can create a blazing fire arrow. After firing, one arrow turns into five. It can form a line of fire that will go out in half an hour. If it is sent to others and shot out, it can only turn into three flaming arrows that can instantly burn any object. If you learn the tenth level, you will be unharmed even if you walk in the fire. The eleventh level requires reaching the semi-god realm to comprehend, and it must be assisted by the Qingxin Mantra. If you are not careful, all your previous efforts will be wasted. However, if you reach the eleventh level, you can use the flaming fire on any weapon. The moment the weapon hits the ground, it will be like just now. Anyone who is not protected by Zhao Jinghua will be reduced to ashes if they touch it. If you learn the twelfth level, you can let flaming fire fall from the sky and turn the world into purgatory. There will be no more living things from then on. It is rumored that the Hongfu God used this skill, which caused the lives of the people on earth to be turned into charcoal."

In the scene, it must be the first time that Lin Feng and Zhao Jinghua went to the battlefield. The whole horse was stunned in place, staring at the fire and death without blinking. At this time, the Beili commander seemed to be irritated and pointed the long tasseled spear at Lin Feng. "Lin Feng, go back!" Zhao Jinghua fell from a high place and shouted

Lin Feng then realized why Zhao Jinghua wanted him to dismount and run back. Just when the red tassel spear was about to pierce Lin Feng's abdomen, it quickly dodged and turned to the side of Beili commander, raised its hind legs and kicked Beili commander's maroon horse hard. Before the horse could react, Lin Feng disappeared from the battlefield as if he was stepping on auspicious clouds.

The chestnut horse was kicked in the butt by Lin Feng. The pain made the horse run wildly. No matter how the Beili commander tightened the reins, the horse remained indifferent. Seeing that the horse was about to rush into the flames, the Beili commander simply let go of the reins and jumped off the horse. He watched the horse pass through the flames without any injury. He wanted to turn around but it was too late. Zhao Jinghua's sword was already on his neck.

The Northern Li commander slowly turned his head and stared at Zhao Jinghua fiercely. After a moment, he spoke in the Central Plains dialect, "Zhao Jinghua! You are the commander of the three armies! You actually taught the horses such a despicable trick! Are all you Central Plains people so shameless?"

Zhao Jinghua chuckled, and the Suihua sword cut a bloody wound on the neck of the Beili commander. Blood kept flowing, and it seemed that if he exerted more force, he would be able to cut the Beili commander's throat. "I just got this horse, and I didn't know he would be like this. Why don't you let the general join the Mingbei camp, and you ask him who he learned it from, how about that?" Although Zhao Jinghua was smiling, there was a murderous intent in his eyes that could not be rejected.

The enemy commander frowned and said, "I would never betray my country!"

Zhao Jinghua sneered and cut off the enemy commander's head. "Then what's your reason to question me?" He didn't look at the Beili commander whose head and body were separated. Instead, he shouted in Beili language, "Those who surrender with death will not be killed! I know you all have old and young. If you die, even if they have three taels of silver, how long can they use it?"

The Beili soldiers froze after hearing this, and their sword-wielding hands stopped in mid-air. Seeing this, the soldiers of the Mingbei Camp also withdrew their hands. More than 500 cavalrymen pulled out the ropes hanging from their waists and tied up the remaining Beili soldiers.

At this time, Deputy General Zhong rode his horse to Zhao Jinghua's side and said, "General!"

Zhao Jinghua nodded and took back the Suihua Sword. "Take it back to the barracks and teach it to others. Don't be too forceful."

Deputy General Zhong tilted his head and couldn't bear to look at the Beili coach on the ground. "You always give me instructions, my ears are almost calloused."

Zhao Jinghua hummed and said, "Head..." Before he finished speaking, Deputy General Zhong spoke first, "Send it to Beili Imperial City, right?" Zhao Jinghua nodded and said nothing more

Deputy General Zhong bent down and picked up the head. "I'm leaving now."

At this time, Lin Feng poked his head out of the city gate, saw that the war had stopped, and ran straight to Zhao Jinghua. When he came in front of Zhao Jinghua, he rubbed his head against him. Zhao Jinghua touched his mane and said, "Well done."

Lin Feng kept barking when he heard Zhao Jinghua praising him, as if he was telling Zhao Jinghua how dangerous it was just now. Zhao Jinghua frowned slightly, gathered spiritual power in his palm, touched Lin Feng's head, and really understood Lin Feng's barking, "Don't you know that the red stallion almost made me laugh to death? He was running while asking his master if he ran fast! Hahahahaha, it's so funny, his master wanted to kill him."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and used his spiritual power to transmit the message, "Who taught you?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and stopped shouting. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Jinghua. "You understand!" Zhao Jinghua nodded without saying anything.

Lin Feng chuckled and said, "My mother kicked me like this, she said she liked watching it."

Zhao Jinghua sighed, "So you are a demon?"

Lin Feng hesitated a little, "If I were a demon, would you ignore me?"

Zhao Jinghua shook his head and stroked his mane. "But your mother asked you to come out and gain experience?"

Lin Feng nodded repeatedly and naively betrayed his mother. "My mother told me to wait for you, the master, and then I can go home."

Zhao Jinghua looked calm after hearing this. "Why did you choose me? Is it because I am a general and will die soon?"

Lin Feng quickly shook his head, "No, I just feel inexplicably close to you, as if I have seen you before."

Zhao Jinghua sighed, "Maybe this is fate."

Wan Sutong in front of the panel was full of doubts. "He nodded and shook his head just now. Did he understand?" The system laughed and said, "Yes, he understood."

At this time, the captain in the scene saw Zhao Jinghua standing beside the horse without saying a word and hurried over, "General, are you in a bad mood?"

Zhao Jinghua shook his head, "No, I just don't know how my father is doing now." Then he touched Linfeng's mane and said, "Linfeng might be frightened and keeps barking. Feed him more wild fruits when you go back."

The captain bowed and said "Yes"