When he reached the realm of the innate martial arts master, his physical fitness had undergone a qualitative change, his essence and blood were full of energy, and his internal breath was long, and he could kill more than 100 armor soldiers with his own strength. Therefore, once such a character appears on the battlefield, it will inevitably be a great trouble for the attacked side.

At this time, the best way to deal with it is to dispatch a strong person of the same level to intercept and kill, or a certain number of second-rate masters can also stop the other party from acting recklessly. If there is no both, then a large number of armor soldiers and crossbowmen can only be mobilized, and they will be forcibly besieged and killed at the cost of enough casualties, in other words, they will be filled with human lives.

Of course, if the innate martial arts master is hard-hearted and shameless, and blindly only fights guerrilla warfare, the enemy advances and retreats, and the enemy is stationed and disturbs, like kraft candy, it will be an out-and-out nightmare for the enemy.

Qin Feng planned to play a scoundrel like this to the end, and after a whole day, he attacked many times before and after, killing more than 100 people each time, and when Yu Hualong ordered to mobilize elites to come over and intercept it with a black face, he Shi Ran retreated.

The recovery speed of the innate master is extremely fast, and when he returns to the military formation to rest for a while, he can re-raise his sword and attack in a different direction, and the blood splashes everywhere he goes, like the Shura Demon God.

Moreover, he doesn't pay much attention to that kind of ordinary soldiers, and picks the kind of elite soldiers or middle and lower-level officers with full armor to kill, which has the advantage of creating chaos to the greatest extent and further damaging the morale of the other party's army.

"Please also ask the two gentlemen to take down this hateful traitor."

In the end, Yu Hualong, who couldn't bear it, finally said to the two old men beside him.

There are a total of three innate martial arts masters in Xiangyang City, which were invited by Yu Hualong in the name of the imperial court at a great cost, and one of them wants to sit in the Taishou Mansion in the city and cannot be moved lightly, so there are only two grandmasters around him at the moment to act as a reserve strategic deterrent.

The two sharp-eyed, expressionless old men nodded silently, and drew their long swords like the wind.

At this moment, Qin Feng was killing on the city wall, and easily threw all the ordnance materials such as oil pots, arrows, ash bottles, and rolling wood and stones piled up on the side to no one in the city.

"Death to the thief!"

A cold snort came from afar, and two powerful breaths were rapidly approaching, outflanking left and right.

Qin Feng smiled indifferently, this Yu Hualong finally couldn't stand it, and was willing to show his bottom money in the box? It's a pity that these two guys don't have to go back.

The two Grandmasters rushed to a distance of several meters, and the sudden feeling of danger stimulated their hairs to stand on end, and before they could react, the long-lost severe pain hit like a tide, and even a strong man like them couldn't bear it.

One of the Grandmasters lowered his head in confusion, and saw a small blood hole appear in the mouth of his heart, and the red blood could not stop gushing out, and the strength of his whole body and life passed quickly.

He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and his whole body went limp, and his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

Masters use guns, and the gods are unstoppable!

Qin Feng put away the Beretta pistol as usual, and continued to clean up the demoralized enemy soldiers in front of him like a tiger entering a flock.

"This ...... How is this possible......"

Yu Hualong, who was watching the battle from a distance, couldn't believe his eyes, the two martial arts masters of the innate realm, the strongest people in the world, were actually killed with a single kung fu? The Grandmaster of the Thief Army looked very young, what kind of means did he use?

Of course, no one answered his questions. The old general's face quickly turned pale, and he understood that without the strength to fight against the Innate Martial Dao Grandmaster by his side, it meant that the whole army would fall further into a passive state, and under the repeated attacks and raids of the thieves, the number of casualties of the defenders would increase to an unbearable level.

"Dashuai, what should I do now?"

One of the conductors beside him said with a panicked expression, obviously aware of the seriousness of the problem.

Yu Hualong gritted his teeth and ordered in a cold voice: "Immediately mobilize five hundred elite crossbowmen, plus my personal guard battalion to keep an eye on him, no matter how many casualties are paid, we must surround and kill that damn thief!" ”

"Yes!"

The commander said yes and went down to prepare.

Now the situation is worrying, and if this fatal problem is not solved as soon as possible, the next battle will be very difficult.

A moment later, many brightly armored elite soldiers in the distance shouted and swarmed in, and there were many masters of the acquired realm mixed in, and a number of sharpshooters lurking in the tower of the city gate slowly pulled out their special giant bows, and the sharp steel arrows flashed with a faint cold glow.

In the past history, it is not uncommon for a large number of armored crossbowmen to die of an innate martial arts master, and there have been more than one or two times. Therefore, Yu Hualong did not completely lose confidence, it was nothing more than more deaths, for the sake of the imperial court, this was a due sacrifice.

Seeing that the other party was menacing, Qin Feng let out a long laugh, jumped off the city wall and drifted away, leaving only pieces of arrows chasing after him in vain to eat ashes.

A high platform has been set up in this formation, with a huge Jiuqu Huangluo umbrella standing in the middle, and tables and chairs placed below, Zhao Yuanjin and others were sitting and watching the battle, and when they saw Qin Feng returning, they hurriedly got up to greet him.

"Sir, I've worked hard, please take a seat and rest." Zhao Yuan said solemnly.

"Sir killed the two grandmasters on the opposite side in one fell swoop, and the chances of our army winning this battle are a little greater, which is really gratifying." Sun Xiangqing said with a smile.

"Well, if you kill a few more batches, I don't believe how long that Yu Hualong can hold out."

Qin Feng sat down next to Zhao Yuanjin, and Su Mu next to him brought over a jar of freshly boiled ginseng soup, he took it and drank it all, only to feel that the internal organs in his body were warm, and the weakness that most of his true qi was consumed quickly subsided.

Half an hour later, he regained his peak state and raised his sword to fight again, chose another section of the city wall as the target, and killed dozens of people in a row.

If this is the case several times, the masters of sufficient weight in the army have suffered heavy casualties, but Qin Feng is still alive and well, and he has not even scratched a piece of skin.

"Dashuai, it can't go on like this!"

The commander made Cheng Lin slam his fist on the battlement of the city wall with hatred, and his eyes were bloodshot with anger. The dead are all elite backbones in the army, and there are quite a few of them, how can you not feel distressed as a general?

"So what can I do?"

Yu Hualong's face was pale, and in the face of a strong enemy who did not care about the demeanor of the grandmaster, was insidious and cunning, and was shameless, there was really no good way to deal with it.

Seeing that batch after batch of elite soldiers continued to die at the hands of the other party, but there was nothing they could do, and the feeling of depression and grievance was not mentioned.

"Maybe we can ask the imperial court for help and ask for more martial arts masters to be sent over." Cheng Lin proposed.

Yu Hualong smiled bitterly and shook his head, Yuanshui couldn't save the near fire, not to mention that this young thief army powerhouse actually had the means to instantly kill the innate martial arts master, even if he really invited a few more, it wouldn't be in vain to send food to the other party?

"I don't know if I can deal with him......"

Such an idea suddenly appeared in the veteran's heart, and he immediately gave up, he didn't have such a big face to invite immortals, and even the current imperial court probably didn't have the courage of the Great Qi Taizu back then, so this method was just thinking about it in his heart, and it was not feasible at all.

……

Hundreds of miles away.

The turquoise lake is sparkling, the water and the sky are the same color, and a few fishing boats can be seen passing by in the distance, which seems peaceful and peaceful, and there is no sign of the raging war.

A big black boat, tables and chairs are lined up on the deck, maids and maids are setting up wine and food, several men in Tsing Yi are talking about wine and talking about current affairs, and a girl in red with a beautiful face and a charming face is standing on one side.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man held a wine glass and said in a deep voice: "The situation in Jingzhou is changing very quickly, Zhao Yuanjin has won successive battles, and his momentum has risen all the way, and now he has raised 100,000 troops to besiege Xiangyang City, which has a hidden dragon atmosphere!" ”

"Hehe, Hidden Dragon Weather?"

A man with a white face and a twinkling eye next to him sneered: "What kind of place is Xiangyang City, you know it very well in your hearts, this Zhao Yuanjin is just an ordinary rich family, and he has no gas at all, and now he is just lucky to get the opportunity, taking advantage of the battle between the imperial army and Wu Zhence, he can develop smoothly until now." ”

"But no matter how lucky he is, he has no way to meet a giant city like Xiangyang, where the Great Qi Taizu failed to capture it back then, how can he dare to capture it in a short time?"

An old man with strong spirits and quiet eyes bowed his head slightly: "Yes, if this Zhao Yuanjin can really take Xiangyang City within a few months, he can only say that he has the share of a hidden dragon, otherwise everything will be suspended." ”

How many people looked at each other and smiled, wanting to take Xiangyang in a few months? There has never been such an example since ancient times, Zhao Yuanjin seems to be in the thriving of his army, once he suffers a heavy setback under Xiangyang City, he will never have any chance to rise, and it is only a matter of time before he dies and the clan is destroyed.

"In that case, how many of us still chose to take refuge in Wu Zhence?" Someone asked.

"That's right, the King of Han is now in a hurry to fight with the imperial army, and has won several games in a row, that Luo Yanxiong asked the imperial court for help, but was reprimanded by Zhang Min. Maybe in less than two months, the final winner can be determined. The old man said.

If Wu Zhence wins, the power of the imperial court in the south will be uprooted, and the king of Han will deserve his name, and no one can shake his position.

The people present actually represent the largest wealthy families in the south. Now that the court is immoral, it is imminent to change the world, and they naturally have to prepare for the future of the family as soon as possible.

"King Han's luck is at its peak, and with the support of Ling Cangshan behind him, it is not a problem to occupy the south, and it will be this world in the future, and he can also compete. So we ......," said the man with an ordinary face.

The old man sighed leisurely, looked at the silent red-clothed beauty beside him, and said, "King Han asked to marry my clan's concubine as the princess a month ago, and now this matter can be met." Later, I will order the clansmen to load the 100,000 stone grain and grass, 60,000 catties of refined iron, 3,000 hard bows, and 5,000 sets of armor on the ship, and send them to the King of Han, which can be regarded as Ye'er's dowry. ”

"When the war subsides, Ye'er can officially marry the King of Han."

Several people congratulated in unison, although the Hong family is the most wealthy family in the south, and there are many children who have become officials in the past dynasties, but they have never been a queen, and now after marrying Wu Zhence, I am afraid that the dream will come true in the future.