We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

** was riding on a white horse, his heart beating very fast, and he had to suppress the discomfort.

He had been weak since childhood. Although he was the highest-ranking general in the Fengtian Army, he was neither good at riding nor archery.

Even an ordinary bow and arrow cannot be pulled open.

Now he has traveled hundreds of miles to provide assistance. If it weren't for his strong willpower, his body would have reached its limit long ago.

Fortunately, his white-robed army composed of veterans of the National Protection Army was brave enough to guard him all the way and prevent him from getting hurt at all.

The white-robed army was like a sharp scalpel, accurately piercing the abdomen of the Mohe army and rushing straight towards Dudiji's banner.

Seeing that they were less than a few hundred meters away, a burst of angry shouts suddenly came from the front: "Who are you?"

** looked up and saw two mighty and burly Mohe generals holding long swords and long axes in reverse, blocking the way of the crowd.

Behind him followed dozens of fully armed Mohe cavalrymen, full of murderous intent.

** Zhi didn't reply, and the personal guard beside him shouted: "General of Liaoyang, Daqing Fengguo, ** Zhi is here!"

The Heishui Mohe were a group of barbaric nomads. Anyone who could speak Xia language fluently and challenge them must be a person of high status in the Mohe army.

These two were the leaders of the Yuwuer tribe and were brothers.

They were the second and third bravest warriors in the Heishui Mohe army, except for Du Diji.

"How dare you, General Feng, act rashly? The two of us will fight you!"

"I am the leader of the Yuwuer tribe, Wushu Kong!"

"I am a warrior of the Yuwuer tribe, Wushu Tong!"

**zhi glanced at the two of them without saying a word, pulled the reins and galloped straight towards them.

Seeing that the other party looked down on them so much, the two men became furious and rushed forward with their weapons in hand.

They thought that ** was going to fight the general, but they saw a group of white-robed knights rushing forward and snorted coldly:

"The Qing people are really afraid of death. Even if you two come at us together, my two brothers are not afraid!"

When charging, the two men suddenly saw that hundreds of riders behind the leader lifted up their white cloaks at the same time.

A number of crossbows appeared from their waists and were raised together. The tips of the crossbow arrows flashed with sharp cold light.

Their pupils suddenly contracted, and they were speechless: "You!"

Whoosh whoosh—

Before he finished speaking, hundreds of crossbow arrows poured out, and the two "hedgehogs" and their horses fell asleep without a sound.

Two corpses riddled with crossbow arrows fell beside him. He glanced at them sideways and then rode away.

Still playing one-on-one? Are you just playing house like a kid?!

These crossbows were the gift pack for beginners that Li Che got from the prince after he conquered Mangdang Mountain. They accompanied him in his battles and made great achievements.

Until more convenient, faster and more powerful firearms came on the stage, these crossbows were relegated to the background.

Li Che knew that ** Zhi was not good at martial arts, so he gave these crossbows to him and asked him to form a personal guard to protect his safety.

After shooting and killing the two obstacle coursers, **zhi did not stop, but relied on the power of his crossbow to continue charging towards the big banner.

The Mohe soldiers on the road were killed and their formation was broken. They were on the verge of collapse and could not be stopped at all.

He was pierced by the ** and actually killed his way to the center of the army in one breath.

** could see from afar that a melee had broken out under the banner.

One group of people were dressed in typical Mohe attire, and they were fighting fiercely with another group of barbarians wearing roe deer hats and dressed in strange clothes.

At the bottom of the banner, Du Diji, wearing armor and holding a spear, was fighting with two strong men.

**zhi saw the face of one of the burly men clearly and finally cried out in surprise: "General He? You're not dead?!"

He Conglong caught Du Diji's shot, turned around and looked back, and was immediately overjoyed: "Old Chen, you are finally here!"

**zhi nodded, and a smile finally appeared on his icy face.

He Conglong endured the pain all over his body and shouted, "Pingzhi, help me! This Barbarian King has great strength!"

Nadu Diji was indeed the bravest warrior of the Heishui Mohe. Even when He Conglong and Jitaihan fought him together, they were unable to defeat him.

Instead, he was beaten back repeatedly by his brute force, and his swordsmanship was in chaos.

Du Diji saw that the white-robed cavalry had already reached the center of the army, but the number of personal guards around him was decreasing, and he suddenly looked desperate.

In the past, relying on his bravery, he always led his personal soldiers to attack enemy generals and behead them.

Now the poles have reversed, and one day I will be beheaded.

Looking at Jitaihan, sweating profusely as he wielded his mace, Dudiji said unwillingly, "Why did the Solon tribe rebel? What benefits did the Qing people give you?"

Jitaihan swung the mace in his hand from top to bottom with great force, and said in a muffled voice:

"General He promised to feed our Solon tribe and not make us slaves!"

"Eat enough?!" Du Diji shouted at the top of his lungs, "Impossible! He's lying to you!"

"It's freezing and snowy right now, how can anyone get enough to eat? We can only dig for food in the snow, as long as we don't starve to death!"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe that everyone in his country can have enough to eat!"

"How can a frog in a well know the prosperity of our country?" He Conglong sneered, thinking that a summer insect could not talk about ice.

"Don't say any more to him!" ** Zhi had already led his troops to attack, "General He, that brave man, stay away from this official for the time being!"

He Conglong heard this and exchanged a glance with Ji Taihan. They both swung their weapons at the same time and smashed them hard towards Du Diji.

Du Diji was at a loss as to what to do and could only hold his spear horizontally to block, but he was knocked back several steps by the huge force.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, He Conglong and Du Diji had already retreated quickly.

**One of them raised his hand, and hundreds of crossbows were aimed at the ground.

Du Diji looked up and was immediately horrified. He quickly said, "Wait a minute, we can talk!"

"I am willing to bring the Black Water Mohe to assist the Fengtian Army. We will become allies and help you attack Goryeo!"

**'s eyes were cold and emotionless.

Du Diji's eyes were bloodshot: "No, no, no! I am willing to join the Feng Kingdom and submit to the King of Feng!"

"Slave, slave? I am willing to serve the king as a slave, I only ask you to leave me a surname..."

Before he finished speaking, **zhi had already dropped his arm.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows, with the sound of breaking through the air, blocked his unfinished words.

"Life!"

Du Diji fell to the ground in a daze, the unwillingness in his eyes dissipated, leaving only emptiness.

"Huh..." He Conglong wiped the sweat from his head, "Finally got him. This guy is quite strong."

** ordered the White Robe Army to eliminate Du Diji's personal guards, and then he dismounted and came to He Conglong's side:

"The scouts said you died of exhaustion at the foot of Mudi City. I thought you were already dead."

He Conglong laughed and said, "Which bastard said that? He didn't see it clearly and reported it nonsense. I will slap him twice in the face when I get back."

**zhi was relieved to see that he could talk, laugh, and even joke, and said with relief, "I'm glad you're okay. It was worth the trip."

He Conglong knew that the ** had marched here in a hurry from Liaoyang City, and he couldn't help but look moved.

"Okay, let's chop down Dudiji's banner first, and the war here should be over." **zhi patted He Conglong's shoulder.

He Conglong shook his head and said seriously, "I can't cut it. The credit for capturing the flag should be yours."

**zhi smiled helplessly and stopped refusing.

He took a sword from his personal guard and chopped at the banner with all his strength.

But saw wood chips flying everywhere, and the blade only penetrated a little into the flagpole and could not go any further.

**'s calm face also showed a hint of embarrassment.

Phew——

He Conglong on the side couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Feeling the resentful and cold gaze from the side, he quickly frowned and glared at Ji Taihan beside him: "What are you laughing at? Everyone makes mistakes sometimes."

Jitahan: ???