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"Didn't you want to kill me? Isn't this exactly what you wanted?" Ye Feng said.

"Okay, then you're a man."

Chu Qingluan coldly said, "If you have the ability to rescue Marshal Ye, I, Chu Qingluan, am willing to accept punishment for what happened today. You may kill me or torture me as you please. But don't blame me for not warning you. If you fail to rescue Marshal Ye, even if you come back alive, our Northwest Legion will still not let you go."

In her heart, Ye Feng was merely the son of a sinner, deserving no regrets for dying.

However, Ye Wushuang's life or death is related to the safety of the Great Xia Dynasty, which is something Ye Feng cannot compare to.

Ye Feng knew his place in their hearts, so he naturally didn't expect her to be nice to him.

"Alright, considering your loyalty to the Great Xia, I'll spare your life for now. We'll settle accounts after I rescue my third uncle."

Ye Feng flicked her lightly, throwing her to the ground. "Take me to the military camp. I want to see my eighth uncle."

Chu Qingluan was thrown around and ended up with a bruised and swollen face.

"can."

About half an hour later.

Led by Chu Qingluan, Ye Feng arrived at the Northwest Army's main camp.

Since Ye Wushuang was kidnapped in the camp, the number of patrolling soldiers in the commander's camp has now tripled. They are on high alert and extremely vigilant.

Upon seeing the two arrive, a patrol captain quickly stepped forward.

"Greetings, Vice Commander Chu!"

Chu Qingluan nodded, then asked, "Where is Vice Commander Ye?"

The patrol captain replied, "The three deputy commanders and the young commander are all in their tents, awaiting your message!"

"it is good!"

Chu Qingluan beckoned to Ye Feng, "Come with me."

The two walked straight into the tent.

At this moment, three middle-aged men and a boy were anxiously waiting inside the tent.

The boy looked extremely anxious, pacing back and forth in the tent.

Upon seeing Chu Qingluan return, the four of them went to greet her together.

The boy's face was full of anticipation as he asked, "Commander Chu, how did it go? Did you kill that guy? What about his head?"

When asked about this, Chu Qingluan looked dejected and shook her head.

"Why? Logically, this plan should be foolproof. Is it because we can't find him?" the boy asked, puzzled.

A middle-aged man said, "Or is it that the guy never dared to come to the Northern Frontier in the first place?"

"neither!"

Chu Qingluan shook her head, looking guilty.

"Why is that?"

The group grew increasingly anxious and confused.

At this moment, Ye Feng stepped forward and said, "Because that guy's cultivation level is too high, he's impossible to kill!"

"what?"

The four were startled and all looked at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked unfamiliar and wasn't wearing a guard uniform, so he didn't seem like Chu Qingluan's bodyguard.

"And who are you?" the boy asked, his eyes filled with doubt.

"First introduce yourself."

Ye Feng smiled and extended his hand in a handshake gesture: "I am the guy you've been talking about, Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng!

What is going on?

Upon hearing this, all four showed expressions of shock and became wary.

"Who exactly is he?" The boy pointed at Ye Feng and looked at Chu Qingluan.

"He really is Ye Feng!" Chu Qingluan nodded in shame.

The words fell.

The four men were initially taken aback, then angrily drew their swords from their waists.

clang clang!

Three swords were pointed directly at Ye Feng.

"Are you really Ye Feng?" The young man gritted his teeth, it seemed that the assassination attempt had failed and Chu Qingluan had been kidnapped by him.

Ye Feng remained calm and said indifferently, "You must be Ye Mingcheng."

After saying that, she turned to look at the middle-aged man who had not drawn his sword, "This should be my eighth uncle, Ye Wuting."

After saying that, he looked at the other two middle-aged men who had drawn their swords, "You are Zhou Ce and Zhao Jianhua, right?"

Before Ye Feng came to Northern Xinjiang, he had checked their information.

The Northwest Army has four deputy commanders: the East Commander, Ye Wuting, who is the younger brother of Commander Ye Wushuang and ranks eighth.

He was only about ten years older than Ye Feng, and was not yet forty years old.

Ye Feng had seen him when he was a child, but he didn't remember him very well.

The other three are Chu Qingluan, the Western Commander; Zhou Ce, the Southern Commander; and Zhao Jianhua, the Northern Commander.

As for this boy, he was naturally Ye Wushuang's son, Ye Mingcheng. When Ye Feng left the Ye family, he was only three or four years old, and the two were even less familiar with each other.

"Are you really Ye Feng?"

Ye Mingcheng gritted his teeth, thrust his sword forward, and held it against Ye Feng's neck.

Seeing this, Chu Qingluan quickly stopped him, "Mingcheng, don't be impulsive, you can't kill him."

"Sister Qingluan, move aside!"

Ye Mingcheng shoved Chu Qingluan aside and then thrust his sword at Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng didn't even flinch at the approaching sword; he just stood there.

However, the longsword, which had reached Ye Feng's eyes, suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Ye Mingcheng thrust in forcefully, but no matter how much effort he put in, he couldn't penetrate even an inch.

"let me!"

With a loud shout, Zhou Ce also thrust his sword at Ye Feng.

But just then, Ye Wuting raised his sword and parried his attack, saying, "Enough!"

Zhou Ce said indignantly, "Wu Ting, he is Ye Feng! If he hadn't offended Guli Yinuo, the commander would not have been in trouble, and the border of our Great Xia would not have been provoked."

"Yes."

Zhao Jianhua also angrily said, "He is still Ye Wudi's son. The sins of the father must be paid by the son. He must pay the price."

"Put other things aside for now."

Ye Wuting also harbored resentment towards Ye Feng.

He wished he could cut off Ye Feng's head and send it to the Snow Region Kingdom, but he could see that this guy's strength was indeed as powerful as the legends said, and even if the several of them joined forces, they might not be able to kill him.

"Ye Feng." He looked at Ye Feng with a slight reproach, "Since you know we want to kill you, you still dare to show up. Speak, what is your intention?"

Ye Feng flicked his finger lightly, and with a clang, he deflected Ye Mingcheng's longsword.

He slowly began to speak, "Didn't Grandpa tell you? I've come here to resolve the war in the northern frontier and rescue my third uncle."

"It's up to you!"

Ye Wuting said with a look of disdain, "Do you know what kind of existence you are facing? That is the Church of Eternal Night. Do you really think you are invincible?"

"Whether I am invincible or not is another matter, but I have come here on the orders of Emperor Ye, and you are turning your swords against me. Do you not take Emperor Ye's orders seriously?" Ye Feng said solemnly.

Ye Mingcheng said angrily, "A general in the field may disobey orders. I don't care whether you are acting on orders or the heir of the Ye family, but you caused my father to be captured, so you should be punished."

Ye Feng chuckled coldly, "Heh, Ye Wushuang is naturally proud, yet she raised a bunch of spineless cowards like you. It's truly pathetic. The conflict between Guli Yinuo and me is merely a personal grudge; it's hard to say who's right or wrong. Yet she launched a war, attempting to unite with the Ji family to overthrow my Ye family's regime. Instead of condemning her, you turn against your own people?"

"Is this your diplomatic tactic?" Ye Feng asked again.

This is not true.

His words left the others speechless.