Early in the morning, when there were still 100 miles away from the assembly place of the forbidden army, Yan Jiwu ordered the Eastern Navy to strengthen its vigilance, and even arranged cavalry detachments on both flanks of the team that were highly mobile and ready to respond at any time.

However, his defensive measures were in vain.

Song Qingfeng did not take the lead in sending cavalry to carry out small-scale harassment and raids on the Eastern Navy as he expected.

On the contrary, this young commander, who didn't know what to think, directly let the 100,000 forbidden army set up a position in front, as if he was going to confront the Eastern Navy head-on.

The plan failed, Yan Jiwu was already extremely annoyed and disappointed in his heart, always worried that his competitor Xing Chengbiao would take the opportunity to take the lead and lead the army to capture the imperial tomb first.

Therefore, he really didn't have the slightest mood to grind his teeth with Song Qingfeng here at the moment, he just wanted to meet each other quickly, and the two sides immediately divided each other, so as not to miss the opportunity for him to go to the imperial tomb to grab the first prize.

But he didn't want to deal with the other party, and the other party became more and more inch-inch.

Song Qingfeng, a milky boy who has not dried up, actually dared to expose his scars in public, and in front of the 100,000 Eastern Navy and 100,000 soldiers of the Forbidden Army, he degraded his dignified status as the Marquis of Dongping in the eyes of His Royal Highness King Ji, which was worthless.

It's really hateful!

If Song Qingfeng's words were not true, Yan Jiwu would not take it too seriously.

But every word that this bastard said at the moment was to the point, piercing people's hearts.

Yan Jiwu only felt that a wave of anger was suddenly ignited in his chest, and it instantly converged into a monstrous flame, and finally burned all the shred of reason he had left.

I heard him suddenly shout angrily, and said: "You yellow-mouthed boy full of nonsense! With a pitiful little military merit, you have stolen the high position of the commander of the forbidden army, which is really inconspicuous to Ben Hou! Since you and I meet here today, let's talk nonsense and see the real chapter directly under our hands!"

When Song Qingfeng heard this, he immediately smiled loudly without showing weakness, and said: "If you fight, you can fight, but if you want to see the real chapter, you don't need to let your subordinates fight endlessly."

It's better for me to compete with Hou Ye alone, and then divide a winner or loser. It's good for people to see, is it worth it because of me, the commander of the 100,000 forbidden army, or is your commander of the 100,000 Eastern Navy just a piece of waste!"

"What an arrogant and ignorant boy!"

Yan Jiwu couldn't help but grin wildly, and the fierce-looking officers and men of the Eastern China Navy behind him also laughed one by one, fully expressing their contempt for Song Qingfeng, the young general.

Yan Jiwu, Marquis of Dongping, has been endowed with divine power since he was a child. Later, under the guidance of a famous teacher, he learned a hard kung fu and practiced a set of invincible swordsmanship.

Once, when they encountered a strong enemy at sea, the Eastern Navy was outnumbered, and the situation was extremely dangerous.

Yan Jiwu, as the commander-in-chief, actually killed the enemy ship alone and launched a fierce battle with many bandits on the ship.

When the killing was rising, I only heard him stop drinking, and then his arms shook, and he swung the long knife in his hand that had been stained with blood upward-

Scarlet blood droplets suddenly rained down, and the blood-glittering Senhan blade slashed through a strange arc in mid-air, and then broke through the wind and cut off all the eight bandits who were besieging him!

The pirates who suddenly saw this tragic scene were immediately frightened and stupid on the spot.

Seeing that the corpses that had been broken in two were still rolling and squirming on the ground, and the mouths of the upper half of the corpses were constantly screaming bitterly, the pirates and Donghai soldiers on the side couldn't help but vomit......

Since that battle, Yan Jiwu, the Marquis of Dongping, has been called the "Sword Demon" by the bandits at sea, and they will all retreat when they hear it.

Therefore, at this moment, hearing that Song Qingfeng dared to challenge this "sword demon" with all his might, those officers and men of the Eastern Navy naturally couldn't help but laugh at him loudly.

Song Qingfeng didn't think it was angry at all, he just looked at the Dongping Marquis with a smile, and said in a calm tone: "Yan Hou must be very eager to rush to the imperial tomb as soon as possible at this moment.

But if the 200,000 troops under you and me have won a battle and won a victory, I am afraid that General Xing has already captured the imperial tomb, and even the capital has been occupied by him, it is unknown.

And that's a situation that neither you nor I want to see. So we might as well just go it alone and fight quickly.

In the end, no matter who wins or loses, you and I will represent the victory or defeat of our own side. The winner is king, and the losing side disarms and surrenders. What does Yan Hou think?"

At this time, Yan Jiwu had stopped laughing wildly and began to seriously ponder Song Qingfeng's proposal.

He knew that the reason why the commander of the forbidden army proposed this proposal should also be forced by the situation.

The 100,000 forbidden army has little chance of winning against the 100,000 Eastern Navy, not to mention that there are 100,000 Western Route Army behind it.

If Song Qingfeng wanted to get rid of this dilemma, he had to choose this kind of sword-defying approach, hoping to solve the Eastern Navy in one fell swoop, and then go back to compete with the Western Route Army.

It can be seen from this that this proposal of the commander of the forbidden army is not a method of agitation, let alone child's play, but a helpless choice after some careful consideration.

It's a pity that this Song Qingfeng is still young and knowledgeable after all, and he should never have heard of the prestige of his "sword demon".

At this moment, he rashly asked to fight alone, and he should have survived a few chances of winning in his heart, but he didn't know that his reckless and rash move had doomed himself and the 100,000 forbidden army to the fate of this.

So it is just right.

After he happily slashed him under his horse, the threat of 100,000 forbidden troops was immediately eliminated.

In that way, he would have enough time to lead the unscathed 100,000 Eastern Navy to attack the Imperial Mausoleum, and directly drive Xing Chengbiao and his Western Route Army to the side!

Thinking of this, Yan Jiwu couldn't help but smile proudly and said, "Okay! Then you and I will win or lose in a battle!"

After saying that, neither of them said anything more, but turned their horses' heads and returned to their own phalanx.

Although Yan Jiwu did not take Song Qingfeng, a young general, seriously in his eyes, he would never let this make a big deal and have any contempt when facing the enemy.

After retightening the reins of his mount, he slowly removed the daguan knife that hung from the saddle bridge.

The handle of this light knife is about a foot long, the head of the knife is shaped like a glaive, and the dark iron knife engraved on it is engraved with the blue dragon, and in the hand of his giant man, it was slightly shaken, as if it suddenly had life, and there was a faint sound of dragon groaning.

Hearing this familiar sound of the dragon's groan, those officers and soldiers of the Eastern Navy immediately let out a roar in unison to harmonize with it, as if there was a kind of majesty and momentum that countless heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals descended on the mortal world.

In comparison, the performance of the 100,000 forbidden troops behind Song Qingfeng was much inferior.

After all, Song Qingfeng has not joined the forbidden army for less than a year, and he has only served as the commander of the forbidden army for less than two months.

Therefore, after witnessing the great momentum created by Yan Jiwu and the Eastern Navy, Song Qingfeng just smiled faintly, took off his bright silver spear from the victory hook, and with a flick of his hand, more than a dozen spear sparks appeared.

Although it was just a simple action, Yan Jiwu on the opposite side also saw his eyes narrowed slightly, thinking that Song Qingfeng's hand was quite a bit of "like dancing pear blossoms, like floating snow".

It seems that the great commander of the forbidden army is indeed extraordinary in marksmanship. Judging by his skills, he should be good at speed, and he is good at skill, and he can often defeat the enemy with four or two thousand pounds.

After this research and judgment, Yan Jiwu's heart was more certain, and he was a little more sure of the outcome of this battle.

Just because in the eyes of outsiders, Yan Jiwu's invincible sword technique seems to be known for its fierceness, opening and closing, and invincible.

In fact, it was only the surface of the sword technique he showed in front of people, but it was not the essence of it.

The true essence of his invincible sword technique is only four words - rigid and soft.

It seems to be indomitable, but in fact it has stamina.

When the opponent was confused by the fierce head knife and couldn't help but choose to dodge, he exposed his weakness, and at the same time gave Yan Jiwu, who was already unfortunate, an opportunity to use it to perform a real killer move.

And his knife technique, which is both offensive and defensive, and focuses on defense, is exactly the nemesis of Song Qingfeng's skillful marksmanship.

At this time, in Yan Jiwu's mind, he had rehearsed this upcoming competition in advance-

Seeing that the knife he used all his strength was cracked by his ingenious shot, Song Qingfeng would inevitably take advantage of the situation to stab another fatal shot.

Returning to the pistol, a shot that turns back when the two horses are staggered, is indeed unguardable.

But he didn't know that he was actually waiting for the net.

At the moment when he turned around, his own return wind knife had already arrived first, and he could cut it off the horse in an instant.

With this confidence in victory, Yan Jiwu shook the long knife in his hand again, and with the sound of the knife and the cheers of his subordinates, he rode his horse and rushed towards Song Qingfeng on the opposite side.