Ming Hong, Zheng Yu and others had no time to pay attention to the mystery of the five-colored spiritual iron being indestructible and unstained by blood.
Because compared to such trivial details, Cao Jing, who was obviously split in half by Xia Hougong, gave them a more eye-catching shock!
The whole place was silent, and no one made any sound for a long time.
It wasn't until Xia Hougong slowly straightened up and put the Golden Dragon Sword back into the scabbard on his back without expression that Zheng Yu said in disbelief:
"You...you killed him?!"
In fact, Zheng Yu also knew about Cao Jing's little thoughts early on. They were both under King Feng and had experienced brutal wars. They all carried one head on two shoulders and fought alone, and their military strategies were almost the same. Cao Jing How could he be willing to remain under Zheng Yu?
Therefore, when Zheng Yu treated Cao Jing, he subtly regarded him as a competitor.
Every fool knows that he has robbed Zheng Yu of so many military achievements in his early years. If Cao Jing comes to power, he will inevitably have a colleague who is not a friend.
The so-called "not friends" means that they may not have much contact with each other, or they may become enemies.
But no matter what kind of relationship it was, it was difficult for Zheng Yu to regard Cao Jing as his dead brother.
But it's one thing not to be sad or angry. It's another thing to seek justice for Cao Jing.
After all, Cao Jing was still Zheng Yu's deputy general until the moment he died. Killing the deputy general in front of the general was tantamount to slapping Zheng Yu in the face!
But after Zheng Yu asked in surprise, he didn't immediately pick up the knife and go to Xia Hougong to fight.
Because Xia Hougong's sword was a practical action to prove the capabilities of the deputy general of Baihuying of Shen Jiajun and the general of Pojun personally appointed by the late emperor.
Zheng Yu had no doubt that if Xia Hougong's sword was not used to hit Cao Jing, but himself, his fate would 90% not be any different from Cao Jing's!
In other words, Zheng Yu is really a bit confident now. In terms of duel, even if five of him were stacked on top of each other, Xia Hougong would split him into ten halves!
Let’s talk about Xiahou Gong.
The broadsword was sheathed, and under the gaze of a group of white tiger warriors who couldn't hide their excitement, facing Zheng Yu's question, he just responded lightly:
"Since he has taken the blame for the disaster in the camp, he should have the consciousness to put his head on the ground. General Zheng does not need to waste his words with me anymore. General Zheng can go to Prince Feng to sue him. If I, Xiahou Gong, commit the crime someday, Even though I am equally guilty, I allowed General Zheng to come and personally behead my head."
"In a word, I have no regrets about killing this man, and I am not afraid of any consequences. Even if General Zheng has thousands of words to say later, it will only be a deaf ear to my ears."
The behavior of rogue soldiers gradually emerged.
To put it in the most straightforward terms, what Xia Hougong means is that I am justified in killing him. Let's continue to discuss the matter and stop giving those tasteless farts!
Zheng Yu was unilaterally deprived of the right to have a dialogue by Xia Hougong. In desperation, he had no choice but to turn his attention to Ming Hong, hoping that the steward Ming could take on the responsibility of being the backbone.
Minghong used the shortest time to calm down and stabilize his heart that was beating wildly just now.
Immediately, he looked at Xia Hougong coldly, nodded heavily and said with an angry smile:
"Okay! Good! As expected of the soldiers brought out by King Jin, they are quite arrogant and overbearing!"
Xia Hougong didn't bother to accept Ming Hong's praise, so he immediately went all the way to Hei to accuse him:
"Now the person who ordered the banquet is dead. The remaining soldiers in the battalion should be punished with sticks. Those who refuse to be punished will be punished for treason and rebellion...kill without mercy!"
"Let me see who dares-"
Ming Hong shouted loudly. Although he was not a lieutenant in the army, he still looked very imposing at this moment.
He stood at the front of the crowd, glaring at Xia Hougong and his White Tiger Soldiers, with a tough attitude that would kill anyone who dared to take a step forward.
"Xiahou Gong!"
"You dare to act so arrogantly in front of this butler, I really turned against you!"
"Where is Zheng Yu!"
After giving the order, Zheng Yu immediately strode forward.
"The general is here!"
Minghong stared at Xiahou Gong with murderous intent and said, "Go! Cut off his head and pay back General Cao Jing's life!"
Don't look at Zheng Yu's previous failure to show off to Xia Hougong. He even almost led his troops into a head-on battle with the White Tiger Camp before Ming Hong walked out of the camp.
Now that he had witnessed the sudden death of Cao Jingfei's enemy, he had completely understood the strength gap between himself and Xia Hougong.
To kill the other party?
Minghong's order, in Zheng Yu's opinion, was tantamount to asking him to die!
So Zheng Yu did not accept the order to fight, but said with a slightly embarrassed face:
"Steward Ming, the last general..."
"Um?"
Minghong frowned suspiciously and turned to look at Zheng Yu.
"Are you scared?"
Zheng Yu quickly shook his head.
"No! The general is just..."
"snort!"
Minghong could not see Zheng Yu's timidity, but he did not give up. Instead, he turned his attention back to Xia Hougong. On the surface, he was telling Zheng Yu, but in fact, he was warning Xia Hougong.
"Just pick up the sword and go forward. If this guy dares to resist, I will report this matter when I return to the house. When King Feng is furious, not a single member of the Shen family's army in Fengzhou will be left alive!"
"Don't forget it."
"He, Prince Jin, is a king, and I, Prince Feng, are also a king!"
If Xia Hougong stood still...
Zheng Yu was 100% sure.
After all, no matter how powerful Xia Hougong is, he will never reach the level of a land god.
And as long as the martial arts cultivator cannot reach this level, it will always be called a mortal body.
Could his neck be stronger than a knife? !
After thinking about it, Zheng Yu gathered his thoughts, fixed his eyes and waved:
"Come here! Get my saber!"
Soon a soldier presented Zheng Yu's saber with both hands.
With the sword in his hand, Zheng Yu grasped the handle tightly, then slowly stepped forward and said to Xia Hougong:
"General Xiahou, Zheng has always said what you need to say, but you have to act recklessly. No wonder Zheng killed you with a sword."
"In addition, Zheng has one last piece of advice."
"Since you have done something wrong, then you must pay the corresponding price. Ming Butler is not someone you or your soldiers can afford to offend. If you are afraid of death and resist, Zheng may not be able to take your life, but these brothers under your command, I’m afraid everyone will suffer.”
Zheng Yu was using the lives of more than a thousand White Tiger soldiers in the field to threaten Xiahou Gong into submission.
Xia Hougong's reaction seemed to be threatened. He stood motionless and watched Zheng Yu gradually approach.
So much so that the White Tiger soldiers behind Xia Hougong became anxious.
"General!"
"General Xiahou! Don't worry about us!"
"General Xiahou! They were the ones who were guilty first, and I have no fault in waiting!"
"The general once said that if we are right, we can kill him first and then report him!"
"General Xiahou! Take action! We are willing to follow you life and death regardless of the consequences!"
