The leader of the imperial army was defeated by Yan Zhuo. He felt annoyed and urged his horse to rush towards Lianjiang City, preparing to knock Wang Feihu's rip off.
Wang Feihu had been in Jiangzuo officialdom for a long time and was familiar with the way of communication. As soon as the soldiers came to report that "the Forbidden Army has entered the city", he slaughtered cattle and sheep, held a banquet for the group of Forbidden Army in the big tent, and personally
He rushed outside the big tent to wait for the leader of the forbidden army.
The leader of the forbidden army came on horseback and saw someone wearing golden armor at the gate. He knew that it was Lian Jiang's general. He couldn't bear to be cruel to Yan Zhuo and immediately focused on Wang Feihu.
He urged the horse to run up to Wang Feihu, pulled up the reins, and the horse made a long neigh and its front hooves flew.
Wang Feihu frowned and felt a chill, but the chill was quickly replaced by a flattering smile: "The general is brave, the young general admires him."
It stands to reason that Wang Feihu, as the commander-in-chief of Lianjiang, is a third-rank general of the Jiangzuo Dynasty. In terms of official rank, he is much higher than the leader of the small imperial army in front of him. There is no need to flatter him so much.
But the Forbidden Army has been in the Forbidden Palace for a long time, and the interests in the Forbidden Palace are entangled. If the leader of the Forbidden Army cannot be protected, there is the emperor or the Prime Minister standing behind him. Wang Feihu does not want to ruin his future.
Seeing Wang Feihu's groveling look, the leader of the Forbidden Army became even more arrogant. He waved the golden sword in his hand and ordered angrily: "If the Forbidden Army comes out of the street, as if the emperor is here in person, why don't you lead the horse and hold the stool to welcome my leader into the tent."
Wang Feihu lowered his head, with a very cold expression on his face, but he still went up to help the leader of the imperial army lead the horse into the tent.
On horseback, the leader of the imperial army looked arrogantly and looked around and asked: "In the battle with Lianjiang, I heard that you won a great victory. Damn it, you killed all the leaders of the Japanese bandits. That's amazing."
Wang Feihu looked proud and said: "Yes, the general who killed the Japanese bandits was too short. Zhenhai City has also been recovered. There are no more Japanese bandits in our Jiangzuo Shenzhou."
The leader of the Imperial Guard snorted coldly and said, "Japanese pirates from a small country, if you weren't useless, these Japanese pirates would be able to invade my country, the Japanese pirates."
"Yes, yes." Wang Feihu quickly apologized and said with a smile, "If the general had come, this Japanese traitor would have been expelled from Jiangzuo China long ago. I have some captured trophies here, which is disrespectful."
The leader of the Forbidden Army and the Forbidden Army brothers beside him smiled, nodded, and then laughed loudly, without caring about Wang Feihu in front of him.
Listening to the laughter of the forbidden army, Wang Feihu felt like needles pricked his heart, and the rein in his hand was no longer a rein, but a fiery snake, which made his palms itchy, painful and numb.
He wanted to have a seizure. After all, he was General Chi-shu who fought to the end in the face of tens of thousands of Japanese bandits attacking the city, but he didn't dare to have a seizure. The people on the horse were not only the Forbidden Army, but also his future future. They were trembling and showing off their faces.
Selling his skin wants to gain the glory of his ancestors.
He sighed, grabbed the reins, and walked a few steps quickly, but the horse seemed to look down on him, snorting and snorting coldly.
"Slow down, don't break my horse!" the leader of the forbidden army said.
Wang Feihu nodded, without looking back, and just said: "Yes, yes, the young general knows."
The horses were led into the tent, and wine, meat and food were served. Along with the food came a plate of gold ingots and a dozen sharp Japanese knives.
"A small respect." Wang Feihu said with a smile.
The leader of the Forbidden Army was not polite and divided the gold ingot and the Japanese sword in front of Wang Feihu. After the division, the leader did not forget to say: "You are more honest than Mr. Zhao. Let's see what happens when I return to Jiangdu."
Take care of him."
This sentence was more or less comforting to Wang Feihu. He smiled and sat down.
Between the cups and the cups, Wang Feihu drank very quickly, and the wine became stronger very quickly.
The leader of the Forbidden Army spoke again: "Tell me and let's talk about fighting the Japanese bandits. We brothers all want to go into battle to kill the enemy, but the guards of the Forbidden Palace cannot relax. It's a pity."
Wang Feihu looked at the fresh looks of those people holding Japanese knives, and thought to himself: You guys are like this, if you encounter Japanese bandits, you won't be scared to death.
Although he was thinking this in his heart, he still said: "This Japanese bandit only relies on a Japanese sword in his hand. Other than that, he is not very powerful. If the generals want to beat the Japanese bandit, it is like chopping a melon."
The dishes are generally easy.”
Hearing this, the Imperial Guards were all disappointed. Suddenly, the leader of the Imperial Guards spoke again: "If there are any Japanese prisoners in the military tent, let us brothers practice their skills and give them a try."
Wang Feihu was stunned and thought to himself: There are indeed some prisoners of war among the Japanese pirates. If they were to be killed with real swords and spears, I am afraid that with the three-legged cat skills of these forbidden soldiers, their hands and feet would be cut off at least. How could this happen?
What to do...
Just when Wang Feihu was worried, Yan Zhuo walked in as quickly as a meteor.
When the leader of the imperial army saw Yan Zhuo, his courage inspired by Wang Feihu immediately burned. He pulled out the Japanese sword, pointed it at Yan Zhuo, and shouted: "Gongdao Zhao, if you don't rush back to Jiangdu, why don't you stay in Lianjiang?"
Why do you want to rebel?"
"Did I say that you should be lucky that the knife you just had is still in the scabbard."
The leader of the Forbidden Army didn't take it seriously and looked sideways and said, "So what?"
Yan Zhuo looked coldly and said: "Then you are very unfortunate now."
"Huh?" the leader of the Imperial Guard said disdainfully.
"Because you're going to die soon!"
The leader of the forbidden army was shocked, and before he had time to do so, his eyes widened with shock.
——In an instant, the sword light appeared.
——A human head has also fallen to the ground.
Yan Zhuo flicked the blood on the sword blade, and the blood spots scattered on the ground, like red plums falling to the ground.
Wang Feihu was stunned, and the rest of the Imperial Army were also stunned.
Stunned, then surprised, then noisy yelling!
"Mr. Zhao, you are so brave. You dare to kill the Imperial Guards. Killing the Imperial Guards is considered treason and should be executed!" A group of Imperial Guards shouted, "General Wang hasn't sent anyone to capture him yet."
Wang Feihu was stunned again. He knew what Yan Zhuo was doing. He sent people to capture him, and he was not seeking death. He looked at Yan Zhuo, pointed with his finger, suddenly covered his heart, and lay on the table.
Seeing Wang Feihu fainted, all the Forbidden Soldiers drew their swords, surrounded Yan Zhuo, and shouted: "You dare to kill the Forbidden Army, you are too brave..."
Yan Zhuo glanced at the Imperial Guard who had opened his mouth. The Imperial Guard was immediately speechless and did not dare to speak any more.
"Is your deputy commander of the Forbidden Army named Qin Hu (Mu Yunfeng)?" Yan Zhuo said coldly.
The Forbidden Army nodded and asked doubtfully: "How do you know?"
Yan Zhuo said: "Qin Hu is my sworn brother, do you know this?"
As soon as these words came out, the Imperial Guards were shocked and looked at each other in surprise. Who is this Qin Hu? The popular man in front of the eldest princess, the emperor's confidant, Zhao Gongdao and Qin Hu are brothers, this... this...
"The little one has eyes but cannot see Mount Tai. I hope the general will atone for his sins!" A group of forbidden soldiers threw the Japanese swords in their hands to the ground in the blink of an eye, knelt down and kowtowed.
"Get out!" Yan Zhuo said.
"Yes, General!" The Forbidden Army grabbed their limbs and wiped out a burst of yellow smoke before rushing out of the door.
As the Forbidden Army rushed out of the door, Wang Feihu also woke up slowly. Seeing that the Forbidden Army was no longer there, he immediately shouted: "Come here, throw this little thing into the back mountain to feed the wild dogs."
After saying that, he walked up to Yan Zhuo again, and said with a slightly drunken look on his face: "I have long disliked this group of forbidden soldiers. It's disgusting to see them looking like villains who have succeeded."
Yan Zhuo smiled on his face and said: "These forbidden troops really deserve to be killed. If General Wang had the guts to treat them as he did to the Japanese pirates, they would not dare to let you lead the horse and hold the stool."
Wang Feihu smiled miserably and said: "General Zhao, you have someone above you, but you don't understand the suffering of those of us below. I have been in the army since I was fourteen years old, and have served as an axe-hand, a crossbowman, a spearman, a heavy infantryman, and as a small soldier.
From the corps commander, to the corps commander, then to the halberd commander, deputy lieutenant, school lieutenant, division commander, general, and finally to the general who has risen from the third rank to the virtuous general, every step he takes is not only about strength, but also about losing face.
, bend down the pole, otherwise I will be like the old soldier in the city defense camp, who has great military achievements and is just a corps leader. I want to honor my ancestors and the lintel of my family, but I can't do it with my own efforts. I dare to kill
I'm not afraid of death if I dare to fight, but there is no one above me, and the credit I gain by myself is not my own."
The more Wang Feihu talked, the more he burst into tears: "If it weren't for the sake of getting ahead, who the hell would want to be someone's grandson! Those civil servants above only know how to run a country with trust and run an army with deceit.
, I want to be their grandson, but I have to look bad, but I don’t dare to say more, we can’t afford to offend them!”
Yan Zhuo looked at Wang Feihu and suddenly felt a twinge of guilt in his heart. To be honest, he didn't actually understand Wang Feihu's pain.
He has unparalleled martial arts skills, and there are not many people who can defeat him in the world. He is extremely resourceful, and Zhou Wantong has decades of experience in the world, and he is experienced in the world. In addition, he has two right-hand men, Qingfeng and Mingyue.
There are also two brothers, Qiao Zhenyue and Mu Yunfeng, the leaders of the Beggar Clan. Since their debut, although they have experienced life and death, and have strong enemies such as Bai Buchou, Gu Foying, Luo Tao, etc., most of the time they have been calm, facing all kinds of difficulties.
This situation is also easy to handle.
He has brothers and a confidante. Apart from the fact that his family feud has not been avenged, his life is exciting enough. He does not have to be as tolerant as Wang Zhanjin, nor is he as flattering as Wang Feihu.
He patted Wang Feihu on the back and comforted him: "A man can bend and stretch, so it doesn't matter if he is subordinate to others for a while. Han Xin still has the humiliation of his crotch. As long as he doesn't forget his original intention, he will be able to fly to the sky one day and be free and easy. Wang
General, take care of yourself."
Wang Feihu raised his eyes and looked at Yan Zhuo. In a daze, he saw Lao Jia standing in front of him, holding a spear, and shouted: "A man fills the sky with blood and does not show his beauty. I don't have a disciple like you..."
He subconsciously reached out and pulled Yan Zhuo's shirt: "Master...Master..."
"General Wang!" Yan Zhuo patted Wang Feihu.
Wang Feihu's pupils were startled, then he regained consciousness, looked at Yan Zhuo, and said hesitantly: "Ah... General Zhao, I'm sorry, I'm thinking of an old friend. Ah, General Zhao, you want to go back to Beijing, do you want to take those soldiers back with you?"
"No, I have something to ask for. The battle report to Jiangdu only said that the remnants of the Japanese bandits have not yet been eliminated. Wang Zhanjin's troops should be left behind to eliminate the Japanese bandits, and Wang Zhanjin can continue to lead the five thousand people. I will return
Empress Jing will find an opportunity to transfer them away and will not threaten your status."
Wang Feihu was not in a hurry to reply. He thought for a while and then said: "I can promise you this. Don't worry. Although I, Wang Feihu, don't have any face, I will do what I say and will never break my promise."
"Okay, let's say goodbye, General Wang." Yan Zhuo bowed his hand.
