In the face of Ye Futu's aggressiveness, Lin Zhan was more calm than him, he didn't say a word from beginning to end, and quietly watched the mountain king Yizi opposite pour out everything he knew.

I have to say that compared to playing with intrigues or seeing through the sinister hearts of people, the person in front of him is not at the same level as their prince at all.

Before Lin Zhan could ask anything, he revealed everything he knew like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, and such a frank person made Lin Zhan feel a little helpless.

It was really a person who dozed off and sent a pillow, and he really wanted to know how the dignitaries in the imperial capital looked at the current situation, and at this time, listening to Ye Futu's frank words, he couldn't help but nod slightly in his heart.

Presumably this is the opinion of most people in the imperial capital at this time, although it is indeed quite unfavorable to their Han Wangfu, but the situation has not really deteriorated to the point of complete loss of control.

As long as you wait for the prince to turn around, these little things will naturally fall apart, and they are not worth worrying about at all.

Lin Zhan looked at the rudimentary formation of the military formation that had converged on the opposite side, and his eyes couldn't help but light up with wisps of cold light.

No matter what, the person in front of him actually pinched their Hanwang Mansion as a soft persimmon and stepped on it as a stepping stone, and he must not give up easily today, and he must pay some price for anything!

Lin Zhan looked at the military array that had gathered outside, and the surging black qi in front of the palace seemed to have turned into a simple spear with a flickering cold light, although it was a little illusory, but that wisp of edge still had a sense of indestructibility.

Although the Black Oblivion Army under his command also has the method of military formation, it can be distinguished just by looking at the shadow of this military formation, and there must be a big gap between their two armies.

Lin Zhan took a deep breath, the true yuan in his body seemed to shake, the giant sword in his hand was slightly horizontal, and the breath of the grandmaster realm was unreservedly revealed in front of the eyes of the world.

He seems to be planning to use the power of one person to shake the military formation formed by the gathering of the mountain-destroying iron cavalry.

Ye Futu on the other side naturally noticed the movement in his hand, the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank, and his face turned an abnormal flush for a while.

That's not scared, it's angry.

As the chief general of the unified army, he naturally imagined Lin Zhan's various reactions, whether Lin Zhan closed the gate of the palace at this time and retreated to the Han Palace, or summoned the armor of the Black Oblivion Army to defend here to pose as a confrontation between the two armies, he was not surprised.

No matter what kind of reaction the people make, he can hit it head-on, so as to truly achieve the goal of Liwei.

However, he never thought that Lin Zhan would never retreat, nor would he use his soldiers to fight their army with a single sword.

Although he returned to the imperial capital and brought only a part of the people and horses in the mountain-destroying iron cavalry, even if the battle formation formed by the gathering of more than 100 of them, when the two armies faced each other, it was enough to easily chisel through the opponent's thousand-man array.

And Lin Zhan's reaction at this time was no longer an ordinary contempt, this was a naked slap in the face.

Ye Futu's face was gloomy, and as soon as he raised his hand, the guards beside him hurriedly handed him a spear under the seat.

The spear under the seat of the mountain-destroying iron horse is completely in the style of the army, the whole body is one zhang and two lengths, and the tip of the blade is also carved with dense blood grooves, a spear pierced out, with the blessing of armor-breaking power, can break the shield armor.

If this war spear pierces the human body, the surrounding blood trough can destroy the wound for the second time, even if the body is strong and self-healing, the blood will flow like an infusion when pierced by this war spear, and you don't want to heal for a while.

The spear in Ye Futu's hand shook slightly, and the majestic True Yuan shook out from his body, pouring into the spear in his hand like surging water, and the war beast under the seat also bowed its head slightly at this time, making a look of being ready to attack, obviously aroused the anger in his heart.

Looking at Ye Futu's breath, it seems that he has the cultivation of the late stage of the great martial artist, and this kind of realm can be regarded as a profound cultivation among the generals of the dynasty, but this realm is already weaker than before Lin Zhan's breakthrough, not to mention that Lin Zhan has stepped into the realm of the grandmaster at this time.

If the two of them collided one-on-one, Lin Zhan would be sure to kill him in the palm of his hand within three moves, but at this time, it was not a fair heads-up between the two of them, but one person picked him.

Ye Futu pointed the spear forward in his hand, and behind him, hundreds of horsemen also made the same move, and the war horses they sat on also followed their master's thoughts at this time, gathering all their strength.

This is the momentum of the cavalry before they charge, and after a little build-up, they will turn into a real torrent of steel that sweeps all sides, breaking all obstacles.

The expression on Lin Zhan's face was slightly solemn, although he claimed to be a rough man, he was not the kind of fool who grew muscles in his brain, so he naturally would not give the other party a chance to gather momentum to the peak.

He picked a group of people on the opposite side one by one, and then let the other party accumulate strength to the limit, wouldn't it be an idiot's doing. The giant sword in Lin Zhan's hand shook, and the bluestone under his feet suddenly cracked into thousands of parts, and his figure was also forced to the front of the battle like lightning at this moment.

Ye Futu's pupils shrank suddenly, although he could guess that the person on the other side could not let them accumulate their strength steadily, but he didn't expect his speed to be so fast, isn't this guy practicing the Strength Dao Technique?

However, at this moment, he didn't allow him to think about anything, Lin Zhan's figure had almost approached him, and although the aura of the Grandmaster Realm was dispersed by their military formation, the power of opening the mountain on his giant sword still made his heart tremble.

The greatest advantage of cavalry over foot soldiers is their agility in long-range attacks, as well as their unstoppable sharpness when charging.

But once the foot soldiers invade the front of the body, it is not a good thing for the cavalry, especially those foot soldiers who are highly cultivated, flexible in body skills, and cannot hit with one hit, the spear in their hands with amazing lethality is almost equivalent to being sealed, and can only be bombarded with a battle axe, and the power is naturally greatly reduced, and if it is a fierce person like Lin Zhan who is bullied in front of him, it is even more a model of human life.

Ye Futu naturally wouldn't let him get close, even though the accumulation of the cavalry army formation had not yet been completed, he couldn't take care of it so much.

Holding a spear in one hand, the other free palm slammed into the armor on his chest, and an invisible wave rippled from his body, enveloping the entire iron horse in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, there was a neighing sound from hundreds of war horses, and when they lowered their heads again, they fell completely silent, as if they had become a whole, and there was no second breath mixed with them.