"Your Majesty, please leave here quickly. The strength of this person is unpredictable, and my subordinates are not sure of victory." An old man in black robe behind King Yong said in a buzzing voice.
After hearing this, King Yong's face changed greatly, but he did not leave. Instead, he said loudly: "Don't forget, I have also conquered the world on horseback. A young boy wants me to retreat. joke!"
"We have already rebelled against him, so there is no chance of turning back. Since there will be a battle, why not take advantage of today to break into our army alone and kill him in a group!"
The old man in black robe is a martial arts man after all, and he would find it contemptible and unacceptable for things like siege.
King Yong seemed to be aware of the old man's mood, and turned around and scolded: "This is a battlefield, not your so-called martial arts, rivers and lakes. There is no such thing as your mutual flattery and point-blaming here. Here there is not only fairness but also unscrupulous means. Remember Military orders here are God’s! I am the commander, and whatever I say will be what I say!”
The old man in black robe sighed softly in his heart, lowered his head slightly and responded loudly: "Yes, Your Majesty. I understand."
During the brief conversation between the two, Yingzhu had already killed off the rebels one after another, until the bodies were piled all over them, and until no one dared to take a step closer.
"this..."
"The devil, he is a devil!"
The rebels who surrounded Yingzhu made a fierce noise, and some even quietly retreated.
"Why panic! No matter how strong he is, he is still a human being, not a god! Even if so many people are tired, he will be exhausted to death. Give them all to me!" The rebel general waved his sword and shouted.
The rebels still did not dare to step forward, and the angry general cursed.
Seeing this scene, Yingzhu mocked and said: "If the general doesn't dare to rush to the front with his own body, how can he convince his subordinates and willingly serve? A waste like you has become the general of this rebel army." , is an insult to the word "general", and is an insult to the real general in this world."
"you!"
At this time, King Yong took two steps forward and shouted at the incompetent and furious general: "Trash, after this battle, I will receive fifty military sticks and be demoted one level."
"Listen, everyone else, who can kill this kid today and get promoted to three levels in a row!"
As soon as these words came out, the ambitious guys among the rebels suddenly had green eyes. They put life and death behind them and rushed towards Yingzhu like crazy.
Ying Zhu smiled coldly, and pierced a rebel with one shot. He raised his hand and fired dozens of shots with great force. The ambitious people who had previously imagined killing Ying Zhu in exchange for military exploits were all killed in an instant.
Those who had not yet had time to rush out saw this scene, and the flame of ambition that had just risen was extinguished.
"A bunch of trash!"
King Yong cursed bitterly, drew out the sword from his waist and walked towards Yingzhu resolutely.
"Your Majesty!"
"My lord, you must not take any risks and let your subordinates come down." The old man in black robe hurriedly stopped him.
King Yong glanced sideways at the old man in black robes and said coldly: "Morale is low, we can only win but not lose!"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, my subordinates will go all out to kill this son."
General He and others, who had been watching in stunned silence and being ignored, finally came to their senses. General He immediately shouted: "Sir, this old man is very strong. You leave quickly, I will fight to the death for you." Stop them, Young Master, go and report to Your Majesty!"
As he spoke, the veteran, who was seriously injured and even staggered when walking, raised his knife regardless of his injury and tried to stop the old man in black robe.
"Old general, please rest for a while. This old thief can be killed with just one hand. Don't be afraid." Yingzhu said with a big smile.
The old man in black robe cursed loudly and flew towards Yingzhu. A black energy emerged from the palms of his hands, aiming at Yingzhu's head and slapping him.
"I haven't seen anyone practicing this martial art in many years. Those of you who practice Yinhun Palm are not dead yet." Yingzhu said with cold eyes after seeing the black energy in the old man's palm.
"Shu Zi, I won't allow you to be presumptuous. Since you know Lao Chan's trick, I'll let you have a taste of it."
"Noisy."
Yingzhu struck out with his palm and collided with the palm of the old man in black robe. After one move, the old man in black robe flew backwards to the feet of King Yong at high speed.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old man in black robe spoke with difficulty: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, hurry... hurry up!"
Seeing this situation, King Yong no longer dared to underestimate Ying Zhu and quickly retreated to the rear.
No matter him, he was very aware of the strength of the black-robed old man, but now he was beaten by Yingzhu with just one move, causing him to vomit blood and his breath was disordered.
There is no room for him to stay here any longer.
"What? The commander of the first army, King Yong who fought all over the world on horseback, why is he still running behind the soldiers now, so scared?" Ying Zhu flicked the dust on his body and laughed.
"Everyone, listen to me. The army will be here soon. Those who don't want to die will put down their weapons and surrender. If there is anyone who resists, they will be killed without mercy! Kill the nine tribes!" Yingzhu shouted.
Countless rebels who had long been frightened abandoned their weapons and crouched down obediently, no longer resisting.
When King Yong saw that the situation was over, he ran towards the county town behind him in a panic. Several of his dead soldiers also raised their swords and ran towards Yingzhu to kill him, just to buy King Yong even a breath of time.
"Old thief, where are you running!"
When King Yong was about to run to the gate of the county city, a roar exploded behind him.
King Yong was panicking and looked back in a hurry, and saw General He vomiting blood from his mouth, his body swaying and slashing at him with a knife.
"ah!"
The sword fell, and King Yong stabbed deeply in the back. The whole person instantly lost his strength and fell straight forward.
General He's sons stepped forward to hold down King Yong's hands and feet. At the same time, Ling Buyi led a group of light cavalry and arrived quickly.
Half a day later, all the rebels of King Yong were captured, put into prison cars and escorted back to the capital by the army.
... ...
"It has been rumored in the world that those who step into the master's ranks are otherworldly. Ten thousand people are no different than one person. The difference in numbers has no effect in front of them. I didn't expect to see it today." Ling Buyi looked at the rebels who were being cleared away by his soldiers. Corpse said with emotion.
"With your talent, you will be able to take the step of becoming a master sooner or later." Yingzhu said with a smile.
Ling Buyi smiled bitterly and said: "I'd like to lend you some good advice, but this step is too difficult, Grandmaster! How many people have been stuck who were innately stunning and talented. Not to mention this, how about you getting there first? Is there any way? Discover?"
Yingzhu shook his head and said: "I didn't detect the aura of the master. Besides, didn't you order people to search it? No clues were found. Maybe those guys never looked for King Yong at all, or maybe there are still some of them from back then. The old man who is not dead is commanding everything from behind, which is the first point, but if it is the second point... the person behind it was definitely not simple back then. He could command everyone, and his status was definitely higher than Ba Dao. very many."
