The soldiers on the scene were nominally only protecting King Su's vigor, so they did not carry decent weapons.
Looking at the step spear in Yue Fei's hand and the armor-breaking war hammer at his waist, they couldn't help but feel nervous and looked at Zhao Shu one after another.
Zhao Shu has a tough attitude, so he must enter the palace.
"A mere servant, have you figured it out clearly. Can you really dare to block my king's path?"
"Get out!"
"I only warn you this last time!"
Facing Zhao Shu's ultimatum, Yue Fei was unmoved, and his voice as hard as cold iron rang slowly.
"All those who come will kill you!"
"I'm here, the door is here!"
Zhao Shu didn't want to see blood, but since Dingwang Mansion has raised such a fierce dog, he can't blame him.
"Hmph, King Ding cannot leave the palace gate, tomorrow, Prince Ding's Mansion will completely disappear from Bianjing."
"Cut off this person's head!"
With a command, the armored soldiers at the scene did not have armor-breaking weapons in their hands, so they could only bite the bullet and go on.
Nearly forty soldiers rushed forward and were full of momentum.
Yue Fei was prepared for a long time, so he took a step back and used the mansion as a support to prevent any soldiers from sneak attacking in the back.
At the same time, the stair spear in his hand stabbed outside the mansion.
Even if these armored soldiers are completely worn, they dare not use their bodies to collide, or confront each other with shields, or use long weapons to attack each other.
The result of the body rushing upwards is that the person who was stabbed by a spear was overturned and blood flowed.
The most amazing thing is that Yue Fei's penis was extremely terrifying. He rushed forward with the help of the terrifying penis, and with the support of the terrifying penis, he directly exposes the opponent's armor.
In the blink of an eye, four soldiers fell to the ground.
The vanguard at the forefront suddenly panicked and wanted to avoid it, but unfortunately he was squeezed by the soldier behind and could not move at all.
Yue Fei's offensive became more violent, and he could stab more than three times in a row in each breath.
Military crafts have always been ugly, not as light as the light body of a martial artist, nor as flexible as the martial arts masters.
But charging into battle requires a steady, accurate and ruthless person, defeating the enemy with one move, and specializing in the life gate!
After paying the price of seven people, the soldier finally forced himself into the mansion.
At this moment, Yue Fei pulled out the armor-breaking hammer from his waist...
He threw down his stairs, held the hammer handle in his right hand, and smacked heavily on one of his helmets.
With a "kneel" sound, the helmet was intact, but the soldier leaned down and fell down.
There is no doubt about the armor-making process of the Song Dynasty!
Even Yue Fei's power could not shake the strong helmet, but the powerful and heavy blow penetrated the helmet, causing terrifying blunt damage.
Just a moment, the soldier died suddenly on the spot and his brain was shaken.
The remaining soldiers wanted to knock Yue Fei down, but they found it desperately that even though they were completely covered, Yue Fei was still smart and advanced and retreated in an orderly manner.
Every time he retreats, he will swing the armor-breaking hammer and swing a thunderous blow.
Clam! Clam! Clam! Clam!
The creepy sound of silence kept echoing in the Ding Palace.
One after another, the armored soldiers were all abandoned with one blow, either with broken tendons and broken bones, or with bleeding from seven orifices.
Changfu was already stunned.
"Prince...what monster did you bring back?!"
Bang!
Yue Fei kicked the soldiers in front of him away, and the remaining twenty soldiers had no intention of fighting and began to retreat uncontrollably.
Even Zhao Shu looked shocked. There were many powerful generals under his command, but none of them could compare with the brave men in front of him.
"Only by one's own efforts, more than 40 soldiers withdrew from the armor?!"
"How is this possible!"
"May I have your name?!"
Yue Fei defeated more than a dozen soldiers in a row, but he just gasped slightly, as if he could defeat more than a dozen people, and he was at ease.
Facing Zhao Shu's exclamation, Yue Fei's eyes looked like a torch and responded coldly.
"Hebei West Road, Dingzhen Mansion, Dare to fighter, Yue Fei!"
Dare to fight...
How could Zhao Shu not know? The warriors dared to be the elites of Dingzhen Mansion that resisted the Liao Kingdom.
No wonder this person is so brave. This is the tiger and wolf who were specially recruited to deal with the Liao soldiers!
Damn Zhao Huan, who is in Bianjing, can get allegiance from the soldiers of Dingzhen Mansion?
And he is... die-hard!
Zhao Shu gritted his teeth and grinned: "Even the elite troops like you are as good as the Bian Jing Imperial Army, even if they are the Imperial Army of Bian Jing, they cannot be compared with you."
"This kind of courage should make achievements for the Song Dynasty. Why should we be the waste of Zhao Huan?"
"Good birds choose trees to live in, and good ministers choose masters to work."
"If you are willing to follow me, I will train you into a future general!"
Faced with Zhao Shu's heavy reward recruitment, Yue Fei's eyes were cold and his sword eyebrows were raised slightly.
"The only one who supports the Song Dynasty is Ding Wang!"
"I, Yue Fei, have already swore to follow King Ding to the death."
"A person like you, who is rude, shameless, and unvirtuous, deserves to be loyal to me?"
Zhao Shu's face was gloomy and she gritted her teeth and said, "Give me shameless things."
"Since that's the case, I will kill you first!"
"Go back and put on a dress!"
With Zhao Shu's order, the soldiers present ran away without looking back.
Not long after, the twenty or so soldiers came back, with their eyebrows, face and heart protection mirrors, all of which were available...
Either holding a big axe or a mace…
Zhao Shu smiled coldly and looked at Yue Fei with his eyes as if he was looking at a corpse.
"What a bullshit warrior? If you can hold on, I will turn around and leave."
Yue Fei knew very well that facing a soldier who was neatly dressed and holding long weapons, it was already the limit to fight against three, not to mention more than twenty people?
Knowing that it was death, Yue Fei not only refused to retreat, but instead made a step further.
"This body has been granted the country!"
Just as Yue Fei was preparing to fight to the death, a familiar voice came from the mansion.
"Ha, I didn't expect that the palace became so lively after I entered the palace."
The Prince Gong's Mansion, which was originally colliding with swords and weapons, was extremely silent because of this light sentence.
Yue Fei's eyes lit up, and his hand, which was holding the handle of the spear tightly, couldn't help but relax.
Changfu was even more excited and tears flowed: "Prince, you are back!"
Zhao Shu's face was pale and turned slowly. Before he could see Zhao Huan's figure clearly, he heard a crisp "pop" sound in his ears.
Immediately afterwards, he staggered, but fortunately, his followers quickly helped him, so he did not fall.
This was the second time that Zhao Shu was beaten, but he did not dare to get angry, but he was full of guilt.
"Emperor...Brother, why are you back?"
As the crowd of terrified eyes looked at, Zhao Huan shook his hand and then pointed at Zhao Shu.
"What's wrong with me going back to my own home? I still have to worry about you?"
"come over."
Zhao Shu knew that he would inevitably slap him again by leaning over, but his elder brother was like his father... No matter how angry he was, he would not dare to disobey Zhao Huan.
Bang!
Zhao Huan slapped Zhao Shu again with a backhand, and directly circled Zhao Shu in the same place.
Whether it is the servants or soldiers in the Su Palace, they were all silent and did not dare to show off.
Zhao Huan shook his hand again, after all, the effect of force is mutual...
"come over."
Zhao Huan ordered again that King Su, who had just been arrogant, was like a toy in his palm, and was left to control it.