Chapter 816: Demonic Powers Overwhelming (Part 1)

"It is said that the Demon Ancestor landed on the top of the Chaoyang Lingshan Mountain together with the meteors to our world. Ling Kong was beheaded by him, Li Wujian, who had no lightsaber, surrendered, and the master of Wanhua Palace surrendered, and was accepted by him as a minion, creating the Wanmo Palace."

"The ancestor of the demon used the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons as his foundation to conquer everywhere and search for the scum of the rivers and lakes for his own use. Not long ago, his ambition was exposed. He beheaded the generals of Weizhou, forced to surrender the Weizhou army, and then proclaimed himself emperor in Weizhou." The official said slowly.

A general showed a hint of sarcasm: "What an idiot! Weizhou is just an inner state among the thirty-six states of our Great Zhou Empire, with a sparse population and poor resources. The Weizhou Army is also the weakest of our Great Zhou Empire An army. He raised troops in Weizhou and used a corner of his land to contend against the thirty-six states of our Great Zhou Empire.

Many generals also showed a hint of approval.

From a strategic point of view, occupying Weizhou and proclaiming himself emperor is the most stupid next step. And once Yang Feng became emperor, it must be a power that the Great Zhou Empire would absolutely destroy at all costs.

A solemn look flashed in the eyes of a general and said in a deep voice: "However, it is said that the Demon Ancestor single-handedly killed two thousand fine cavalry from the Weizhou Army, and then subdued the Weizhou Army's 20,000 troops in one fell swoop. The strong are hard to deal with."

A general sneered and said: "It is definitely an exaggeration to kill two thousand cavalrymen with a stone. Don't you and I know what kind of Weizhou army is? It is probably because the demon ancestor killed more than a hundred cavalrymen. Kill those cowards until they lose their courage and collapse directly."

After saying this, the generals in the camp nodded their heads in agreement. They have all heard of the strong man who can defeat one hundred. Those martial arts masters who have cultivated to the realm of great masters do have the terrifying strength of one against a hundred.

A cold light flashed in Hu Yanhao's eyes and he said in a deep voice: "This time, I specifically ask His Majesty to issue a decree to mobilize the 20,000 black tiger troops from the frontier army. Even if he is a martial saint, we can use our lives to kill him !"

A hulking general's eyes lit up and he smiled excitedly: "Since the Black Tiger Army is here, then that Demon Ancestor will be dead!"

The Black Tiger Army is the most elite cavalry unit of the frontier army of the Great Zhou Empire. They have been fighting against the elite cavalry in the Golden Tent Royal Court all year round at the border, but they are a fierce and fearless iron-blooded elite who have been tempered through hundreds of battles.

After the casualty rate of ordinary cavalry units reaches 10%, there is a possibility of collapse. And even if the Black Tiger Army's casualty rate is as high as 60%, it can still guarantee extremely terrifying morale. This is the biggest difference between elite cavalry and ordinary cavalry.

With an order from the coach, even if there is a sea of ​​swords and flames ahead, the Black Tiger Army will jump in without hesitation.

Only the most elite iron-blooded troops can kill a martial saint-level powerhouse with their lives.

A general also smiled excitedly and said, "Once the Black Tiger Army arrives, those clowns must be dead."

Another general said with a worried face: "Once the Black Tiger Army arrives, those jumping clowns will naturally be vulnerable to a frontal battle. But the Demon Ancestor is very powerful. If he personally strikes and assassinates us, how should we prevent it? Among them, there are several great masters who are not good at fighting head-on, but they are first-class masters in assassination!"

Thousands of soldiers from a general with superb military skills can besiege and kill masters at the master level. However, a master at the master level can easily take off the head of a general at night if he has practiced the way of assassin a little bit.

Hu Yanhao smiled slightly: "Don't worry, everyone, please look, who is this?"

I saw a middle-aged man with short hair, a burly figure, a thick-backed broadsword on his back, full of domineering, handsome appearance, as sharp as an unsheathed magic knife, slowly stepped into the tent Inside.

"Master Sword Saint!!"

"It's Master Sword Saint!!"

"I have seen Lord Sword Saint!"

"..."

When all the generals present saw the middle-aged man, a look of awe flashed in their eyes, they stood up one after another, and bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man.

That middle-aged man is the apex of the world's martial arts masters, one of the seven martial arts saints, Dao Sheng Ding Tong.

When Dao Sheng Ding Tong was traveling on the prairie in painstaking practice, he encountered a thousand Golden Wolf Riders, the most elite guards who were burning, killing and looting directly under the Golden Tent Wang Tingtian Khan. In anger, he drew his sword and killed all the thousand golden wolf riders with one man's power. With his inhuman and terrifying record, he established the supreme reputation of the sword master.

The army worshiped the strong, and with one man's power, he beheaded a thousand Golden Wolf Cavalry armed to the teeth with tyrannical strength, and that Dao Sheng Dingtong became the idol of all the frontier soldiers in the Great Zhou Empire Army.

Ding Tong strode proudly, came to sit next to Hu Yanhao, and said with a confident smile: "You don't have to worry, if the demon ancestor dares to come to the barracks to assassinate him, I will definitely cut him under the knife!"

"With Lord Sword Saint here, if the Demon Ancestor dares to come, he will never come back!"

"With Lord Dao Sheng here, we can rest easy!"

"..."

In that tent, completely enveloped by the countless words of praise, all the generals were full of confidence.

"The Emperor of the Great Chu Empire, Mo Zu, is here, you rebels, get out quickly and surrender to His Majesty, the Emperor of the Great Chu Empire!"

Suddenly, a loud and clear voice echoed in the camp, clearly appearing in everyone's ears, as if speaking in everyone's ears, it was extremely clear.

A solemn look flashed in Ding Tong's eyes and he said slowly: "It's such a deep internal force, this is a martial arts master at the grand master level. It seems that the demon ancestor's means are extraordinary, and he was able to subdue such a person in such a short period of time. Master."

Hu Yanhao said with a cold smile: "Come on, let's go out together and see what the devil ancestor is capable of!"

Under the order of Hu Yanhao, the one hundred thousand troops came out of the barracks in an orderly manner, and formed a formation outside the barracks.

With spears like rain and swords like forest, the 100,000 troops of the Great Zhou Empire were clearly divided, disciplined like iron, and they looked like an iron army.

On the other side, on the side of the Great Chu Empire, sixteen beautiful girls in white clothes carried the incomparably luxurious chariot. On the chariot, Yang Feng embraced from left to right, Qiao Mengluo, the owner of Wanhua Palace. And Ziwei Qinghe Ziwei, the first of the ten flowers in Wanhua Palace. Behind that Yang Feng, followed by three thousand 'cavalry' on horseback.

The 3,000 horse-riding 'cavalry' had complicated origins. Five hundred of the cavalry were soldiers from the Weizhou Army, and the remaining 2,500 were martial arts masters who could ride horses but were not proficient in horse fighting.

There were two people standing in front of Yang Feng sitting in the luxurious chariot, one was Li Wujian, who had no lightsaber, and the other was Young Master Moon Demon.

The young master Moon Demon is clever and efficient. Yang Feng used it smoothly, so he advanced to become a master at the master level.

"A group of rabble!!"

Hu Yanhao led the generals to look at the 'army' of the Great Chu Empire from a distance, with a hint of contempt in their eyes.

When the rest of the generals saw the 3,000 mob, they also sneered, their eyes filled with contempt.

In that case, the 3,000 'horse infantry' who were only riding horses, those generals would dare to charge as long as they brought 500 people, and defeated the 3,000 'horse infantry' in one fell swoop.

"Marshal, I can kill them as long as I lead three thousand black tiger troops. Please let me be the vanguard!!"

"Marshal, I only need a thousand black tigers to feel them. If you let one of them escape, you will take my head off. Let me be the vanguard."

"..."

The generals of the Black Tiger Army all had their eyes glowing, and they were extremely excited, shouting loudly, clapping their chests to promise.

Yang Feng's Great Chu Empire is an enemy country that has already been established. For a military general, the first achievement in destroying the country can completely allow them to ascend to the sky in one step, be granted the title of nobility, and enjoy endless glory and wealth.

A look of pity flashed in Qiao Mengluo's eyes, and she smiled softly: "A group of idiots, you don't understand what a terrifying monster you are facing."

Yang Feng also smiled slightly, quietly watching the generals of the Black Tiger Army scrambling for the forward position.

A cold light flashed in Hu Yanhao's eyes, and he shouted sharply: "Hua Muxiong."

A man with a thick back and a heavy waist, with many sword scars on his body, exuding a strong aura all over his body, stepped forward and said, "This subordinate is here!"

Hu Yanhao pointed his long sword at Yang Feng and his party and ordered coldly: "Lead ten thousand black tiger troops and wipe them all out!"

Hua Muxiong glanced at Yang Feng and his party, showed a ferocious and excited smile, and said rudely: "Yes, Commander! I promise to chop them all into pieces. If one is missed, Commander, you will take my head off." Come kick the ball!"

"Brothers, follow me!!"

With a roar, Hua Muxiong rode his horse and led the 10,000 iron-blooded cavalry Black Tiger Army who had gone through countless battles to charge directly towards Yang Feng and his party.

Thousands of horses galloped, and the earth trembled.

Those 10,000 black tiger soldiers were wearing armor and holding lances, with ferocious faces and bloodthirsty smiles, like ferocious human beasts.

On the side of the Great Chu Empire, when the three thousand 'cavalrymen' saw the charge of the Black Tiger Army, everyone's expression changed drastically. Except for the five hundred Weizhou Army cavalrymen who had seen Yang Feng's terror, the rest Most of the martial arts masters who had never seen Yang Feng's power changed their faces drastically, and they rode their horses back slowly.

Dozens of cavalry from the Great Chu Empire even turned around and fell back directly.

"What an elite cavalry, but unfortunately the enemy is me!"

Yang Feng looked at the 10,000 black tiger army that was full of murderous aura, smiled lightly, flicked his fingers, ten stones were shot out suddenly, like shooting stars, and fell into the 10,000 black tiger army. (to be continued)). If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read here. )