After some tricks by Yang Feng, the Cao Kun group who came to shock them had lost all their momentum.

At this moment, Yang Feng and the others continued on the road, but Cao Kun and the others couldn't keep up, because their mounts had already fainted, and they were busy waking up, but they couldn't wake up, and Cao Kun was so angry that they jumped to their feet.

There was no way, in the end, Cao Kun could only leave some soldiers to continue to wake up the mount in the future, and the rest of the people followed him to escort the Yang family's convoy to the base camp of the Qilin Army.

After all, they are here to meet the Chincha, and even if the mounts are all down, they can't leave their posts without permission, and they have to complete their mission.

It's just that now they are following the convoy on foot, and without the tall mount display, they can only watch Yang Feng and the others riding on big horses, looking proud, like a group of followers, and their momentum is weakened by three percent in an instant, and they can't help but sigh in their hearts.

An hour later, under the guidance of Cao Kun, Yang Feng and the others came to a tall gate.

The officers and men of the three armies lined up in front of them in unison, and as soon as they saw their faces, they shouted in unison, and the sound was so powerful that Yang Feng and the horses under them panicked again.

Yang Feng and the others straightened the panicked horse team, and after glancing at each other, they pouted disdainfully.

Is this the king of the backer only going to do this? Except for intimidation, intimidation is intimidation, there is nothing new.

If the general minister came, it is estimated that he would be frightened by this battle, but unfortunately, Lao Tzu is not an ordinary person, hehe.

Grinning, Yang Feng squinted at Cao Kun on the side, and teased: "General Cao, your Qilin Army is really majestic, but I just don't know if it's superficial kung fu and embroidered pillows." They are screaming so loudly now, don't be like those demon beasts you just now, your strength is exhausted, and you should faint directly. You didn't take the soldiers' rations, hahaha!"

Hahaha......

As soon as these words came out, Tu Ganglie and the others immediately laughed together.

Cao Kun on the side heard this, his face was blue and white, he was so angry that he gasped, and finally with a gloomy face, he strode to the front of the gate, waved his hand fiercely, and scolded: "It's all gone, don't be ashamed." ”

"Third brother, what are you talking about?"

At this time, a burly general came to him and said strangely: "What's the matter, isn't our formation imposing enough to scare the minister......?" By the way, why did you come back, third brother, and what about your mount?"

"Hey, don't mention it!"

Waving his hand with a look of shame, Cao Kun sighed: "I don't know what evil I bumped into today, after my five thousand demon cavalry encountered this Yang family convoy, they all fainted somehow, and they couldn't wake up no matter how they screamed, then the Yang family still laughed at our Qilin Army, which is strong and middle-class, damn!"

Belch...... No way?

With a twitch of his face, the general was stunned.

Cao Kun frowned tightly and lamented: "So, if my demon cavalry army had frightened them before, then now you are doing this again, it is the icing on the cake." It's a pity that my brother disappointed my father and brothers, didn't get off to a good start, and made a joke about their dismissal. If you do this kind of intimidation now, it will only make people laugh at us even more, so it's better not to do it, alas. ”

"Then what now? Your Majesty let us lose his face, but now we have no face. ”

"You hurry back and tell your father everything here, and I'll take them to see your father in a while!"

"Good!"

Cao Kun admonished, and the general nodded suddenly, and went back to pray.

Then Cao Kun rolled his eyes helplessly, and continued to stubbornly go to receive Yang Feng, a group of nasty ghosts with mocking expressions on their faces, not to mention how bad it was.

At the beginning, he took the initiative to ask for his life, and he fought for the first time, and fell into the majesty of the Yang family, feeling that the task was easy and not a big deal, but who would have thought that he would lose the first battle.

Now facing Yang Feng and the others, he is also a head shorter in an instant, and he is shameless, alas.

Sighing, Cao Kun calmed down and went to guide the Yang family.

On the other hand, after the general returned to the military tent of the king of the backer, he revealed everything, and everyone present couldn't help but change their faces in unison.

"What? You mean the third brother, he folded in front of a third-grade official who came from Didu? How is this possible?"

"Yes, how could all the demon beasts we trained faint for no reason?"

"There's a problem here!"

......

The Thirteen Taibao looked at each other, chattered, and all sank their faces.

On the main seat, a hundred-year-old man with eyes like copper bells and a white beard hanging down on his chest, his eyes radiated a sparkling essence, and his face gradually became solemn: "It seems that His Majesty's advice is not for nothing, this Qincha surnamed Yang really has a hand, and he can't be underestimated." ”

"Report!"

At this time, a loud shout sounded outside the door: "General Cao with Qincha, General Sanpin Wuwei, Yang Feng, and Lord Yang are already waiting outside the tent to meet the marshal." ”

"Let them come in, the old man will personally meet this minister surnamed Yang, who is sacred, what is the ability, just meet and bring down my five thousand demon cavalry, hum. ”

With a cold smile, the king of the backer shouted, and the soldier went out to give the order.

After a while, Cao Kun took the lead in the first tent, and after bowing to the king of the backer, he returned to his original position.

Then, Yang Feng led a group of his subordinates to rush in.

As soon as he entered the tent, he saw the old man with a white beard, dressed in golden dragon scale armor, powerful and majestic, sitting on the main seat in all directions.

There are a total of thirteen seats on both sides, and there are thirteen middle-aged people sitting on them, and Cao Kun is also among them, all of them are the strength of the war king, presumably the thirteen Taibao under the throne of the backer.

"The King of the Backer and his Thirteen Taibao, and ...... Cold-faced Flying Eagle Cold Winter Thunder?"

Zhuge Shanshan was in the team, glanced at everyone present, and his heart tightened, especially when he saw the cold-faced flying eagle, he was so frightened that he trembled a little.

You must know that when they robbed the Birthday Gang with Yang Feng at that time, the cold-faced flying eagle was present and knew them.

Suddenly, Zhuge Shanshan came behind Yang Feng tremblingly, pulled his sleeve, and was about to cry: "Master, that cold-faced flying eagle knows us." If he testifies to us on the spot, we won't want to get out of this Qilin Army camp, what should we do?"

"You're panicking, I'm here with my lord, what's there to be afraid of?"

"The key is that there is only the master here, and there are no grandfathers who worship them, so there is no sense of security, woo woo. The corners of Zhuge Shanshan's mouth were deflated, and her eyes were red.

Yang Feng rolled his eyes helplessly and pursed his lips disdainfully.

The most secure man in the world is right in front of you, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with, thinking about those bad old men?

Did you know that they sometimes have to look to Lao Tzu for security, cut!

Yang Feng's nostrils were facing the sky, completely unimpressed.

And after the cold-faced flying eagle took a deep look at Yang Feng and the others, especially staring at Yang Feng and Zhuge Shanshan for a while, his eyelids jumped, and he seemed to recognize them.

Then he got up silently, came to the side of the backer, and whispered a few words.

The two eyes of the backing king twitched, and after a cold killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes, he turned his head and whispered a few words in the ear of the cold winter thunder, and then waved his hand to let him leave the big tent.

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Shanshan's heart tightened again.

That cold-faced flying eagle has gone out, what is he doing out there? Does he recognize us and is going to transfer troops? It's over, we're dead, woo-woo......