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Chapter 229 The Prince of Flowing Water, The Iron Concubine 32

Fighter——

Is that a fight to the death?

The word Yan Ying can scare Feng Ye, Yan Qiancheng, and Yan Qianpeng into a panic. A boudoir lady raised by a family, even if she has two skills, she is definitely not that high , let alone the opponents of these battlefield veterans.

But the six old generals on the opposite side smiled confidently. Their generals are brave and strong, and they are all invincible, but they are not vegetarians. , No one on the battlefield can win them.

The military generals who followed the founding emperor of Daliang to fight the world are respected by the Zhou family, followed by the Wu family, Zheng family, and Wang family, and these veterans are the direct descendants of these three families.

In the martial arts training ground at the back, the soldiers from the Northern Xinjiang surrounded the place tightly, and Yan Ying also waited for the first opponent, a burly man with a three-meter broadsword.

Yan Ying asked Feng Ye for a spear, and then rode forward. Although she was a rich lady in this life, after her grandfather died, Yan Ying practiced martial arts in Cangbai Courtyard a lot.

The opponent's general is a rampant and fierce man, but Yan Ying was also a battle-tested general. Yan Ying made a false shot, waited for the opponent's machete to fall, and then threw out the spear in his hand, and stabbed the opponent's chest throat.

In just one face-to-face encounter, he was killed with a quick and swift move.

This is not only a test of riding and archery, but also martial arts, marksmanship and experience. Yan Ying used the victory of this battle to tell the northern Xinjiang soldiers that even though I am a woman, I am very strong and I am worthy of your followers.

After a short period of silence, there was a roar like a tsunami, and the shouts came one after another.

Yan Ying took back the spear. She came to the northern border barracks today not just for the sake of the [-] northern border troops, but also to give herself a prestige.

In order to carry out the plan to destroy Daliang smoothly, Yan Ying deliberately reduced her sense of existence and kept silent for too long, which resulted in not many people knowing her.

Yan Ying's name was called out by others. The first impression was Yan's Miss, and the second was the First Crown Princess. However, neither of these two titles was what she wanted.

Yan Ying wants to ascend the throne as a woman, and she wants to become the emperor, so she must do her best to show others her strong military value at this moment, and quickly establish her own prestige in the army.

The girl held a bloody long spear, pointed the sharp blade at the veterans: "I win this battle, will you accept it?"

Zheng Yuan is eight feet tall, with a broad face, a strong and resolute body, and his military uniform makes him even more heroic. Standing among a group of veterans is also eye-catching. He has a reckless personality, but now Yan Ying provoked him, and immediately Holding a double axe, he got on his horse and said, "I can't wait until I lose the first battle, don't be arrogant, little girl, wait for me to surrender you"

"Well done, I won't kill the unknown, I will report the name." Yan Ying clenched the spear in her hand, fighting like a wild crane ready to go.

General Zheng rode his horse to come, as if seeing a high wall, it was still very important: "I am Zheng Yuan, the general who broke the captives of northern Xinjiang."

After Zheng Yuan finished speaking, he exerted force on his knees, and the BMW under his crotch rushed over. The two huge axes on the left and right looked like one man was guarding the gate, and no one could open it.

Yan Ying secretly sighed: "This man is brave and good at wielding a giant axe. He is very powerful. Don't face his strength directly. You need to use your strength to vent your strength."

Before he was in front of him, Yan Ying took the lead in attacking, throwing out a long spear, and Zheng Yuan's double axes crossed together.

"Clang, clang" sounded twice, the spear got stuck in the double axes, Yan Ying twitched, but didn't twitch.

Seeing that Zheng Yuan wanted to take away Yan Ying's weapon, he didn't expect that Yan Ying would not pull back, but threw the spear upwards. up.

Yan Ying stood up from the horseback and took advantage of her height to hold the long spear thrown in the air again. With a turn on her toes, she spun around in the air. The long spear flashed a cold light in the air and cut Zheng Yuan's neck. .

Zheng Yuan's eyes widened, and with a "bang", General Zheng's huge body fell from his horse to the ground.

Yan Ying held a spear in her hand, and pointed her sharp eyes at the veterans: "Are you convinced?"

When Yan Ying killed someone, they were very angry!

When Yan Ying killed two people, they were very angry!

When Yan Ying killed five people, they were very dignified!

When Yan Ying killed ten people, they were terrified!

Yan Ying, who was single-handedly, held a long spear in her hand. She was domineering and unstoppable. The girl was soaked through, whether it was light rain or blood. At her feet lay the corpses of ten generals.

I don't know when, there was a drum outside, as if celebrating Yan Ying's victory. The soldiers of the Northern Xinjiang Army held up their weapons and shouted "mighty" fanatically. Since Yan Ying killed ten generals of the Northern Xinjiang Army After that, the atmosphere on the scene climbed to the peak.

In the northern Xinjiang army, there is a phenomenon that ordinary soldiers have no other way to be promoted except to accumulate military merits on the battlefield. They can only get into the most ordinary low-level general position throughout their lives. Further up, there is a gap that they will never be able to cross.

Because all the highest-level general positions in northern Xinjiang are firmly held by the four surnames of King Zhou, Wu, and Zheng. They themselves hold high positions, and then bring their nephews and grandchildren into the army, train them, and finally give them promotions and salary increases. The son inherited the father's business.

Not only did the Zhou family have six generals, other families also had this number, or even more than this number.

It is obviously a state-owned position, but they turned it into a family-owned enterprise.

Don't think that you will be appreciated by your superiors if you perform well in the army, and you will be promoted. This is impossible, because most of the middle and high-level leadership positions have been scrapped by these heavenly soldiers.

Even though the courtiers prefer to take care of their own family members, they take care of them quietly in private and don't show it on their faces.

But the sky is high and the emperor is far away. The old generals in the northern border army are different. They have enjoyed the gifts and preferences from their parents, and naturally passed this preference to their children and grandchildren. The rest of the soldiers have no room for advancement at all.

Over time, this caused dissatisfaction among the soldiers at the bottom.

They are quite intimidated by these families of generals and dare not speak out, but they can't really feel relieved, but this kind of resentment is accumulated in their hearts. The long-standing anger erupted like a volcano.

"Mighty, mighty!!!"

"Mighty, mighty!!!"

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Yan Ying seemed to be infected by this high emotion. Even though she was very tired now, she was full of energy. She turned her head to look at Feng Ye who was indifferent, her eyes shone with the brilliance of what she must win, and said provocatively: "Let's have a fight!" ?”

It has to be said that Yan Ying's outstanding performance has indeed changed her inherent impression, but seeing her kicking slightly at this moment, Feng Ye couldn't help but said: "You are not my opponent."

Yan Ying said: "How do you know if it's your opponent if it's not a match? This battle is not a comparison of life and death, only winners and losers."

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Yan Ying continued to provocate: "Why, General Feng is afraid, afraid that he will lose to me like them."

Ever since Feng Ye came to the barracks, he has come to his current position thanks to his daring to fight and risk his life. He doesn't bother to fight with women, but it has to be said that Yan Ying's words really aroused his fighting spirit.

Feng Ye got on his horse and said, "I have long seen that group of veterans unhappy. Since you killed half of them, the remaining half will belong to me. When I come back, I will have a showdown with you."

After Feng Ye finished speaking, he rode his horse and rushed into the group of veterans on the opposite side. He was like a beast in human form. With a wave of his long knife, he heard a general scream, and the three-meter long knife easily cut him open. The weak leather armor cut him open.

The veterans did not expect that Feng Ye would kill them at this moment. The surrounding Wu family, Zheng family, and Wang family's personal guards saw the general being killed, and they shouted loudly to kill Feng Ye.

For a while, the scene was a little chaotic.

With the help of the torch lit in the darkness, Yan Ying saw that even in the face of dozens of people's attacks, Feng Ye still did not lose the wind. Instead, he got off his horse, stretched out his ape arms, caught the incoming bamboo spear, and held the long knife in his hand. As soon as he turned around, several soldiers fell to the ground in an instant.

In the direction of Feng Ye's long knife, the northern border army around him fell like cutting wheat. In just half an hour, these veterans and their loyal subordinates were beheaded by Feng Ye one by one. Since then, the 15 people There is only one highest-ranking general in the Northern Xinjiang Army, and that is Feng Ye.

Yan Ying pressed the tip of her tongue against her back molars, and watched Feng Ye's killing all directions with admiration, but she thought in her heart that this was definitely a wild wolf with many battles.

Wild wolves are difficult to train, Yan Ying gradually clenched her fists, no matter how difficult it is, she can do it.

Feng Ye came back with his horse, and not far away was a pile of corpses piled up into a hill. As night fell, the torches illuminated the surrounding area extremely brightly.

In a 30-meter open space, Feng Ye and Yan Ying stood on each side. Both sides threw away their weapons and assumed a fighting posture.

The military camp is a small battlefield. There is no distinction between men and women here. There is no politeness and modesty, let alone because you are my savior, I will show mercy to you. This is impossible.

When Yan Ying puts herself in the role of a lifesaver, Feng Ye will look at the copper plate and agree to her request.

But now, Yan Ying placed herself in the position of a wolf tamer, and she hardly concealed her intention to want Feng Ye to submit.