"Hahaha! It's refreshing. I've been riding on the battlefield for so many years. It's the first time I've encountered such a refreshing battle! Brothers, fight with me! Destroy the enemy soldiers and capture the wolf king alive!" Zhao Zheng, who was riding on the horse, was full of energy and called out the soldiers around him to charge. The soldiers were also very morale. Following Zhao Zheng, he rushed forward with the slogan "Catch the wolf king alive". The silver wolf Chris, who was born with divine power, was dead, and He Ping was taking the lead in front of him, and Tianhua's victory was no longer suspense.

On the other hand, Oakland was bleak. The death of the second son made Wolf sad. What was even more sad was that he could not even avenge his son. Not only did he have to experience the sadness of sending black hair to the black hair, but his enemy was right in front of him, but he wanted to lead the team to retreat. Fortunately, Wolf still had a last trace of rationality, and understood that there was no possibility of reversal in this battle. Looking deeply at He Ping, who was rushing to the front, pointed out by Tanma, Wolf was ready to give the order to retreat.

"Um?"

He Ping, who was rushing in front, suddenly felt a strong murderous aura locking him. When he turned around, he saw a strong old man wearing gorgeous armor, wearing a gold-plated decorative helmet, and riding a tall and heavy armored war horse, staring at him. The murderous aura came from him. Although he was a little confused about why the old man was staring at him, He Ping just grinned and showed a cruel sneer, and was not affected.

"Old guy! What do you think? Could it be that my son was killed by me?" He Ping didn't know that the handsome silver-haired guy he had just smashed to death was the son of the Wolf King. Since his mentality was relaxed, He Ping has been more and more relaxed and could make jokes even on the battlefield. However, it was a joke for He Ping. For Wolf, this was a naked and naked insult. In his opinion, He Ping could not have known about Chris and him. This was definitely He Ping's intention.

Wolf's eyes suddenly turned red, his breathing became much heavier, and even his body began to tremble. This was a sign of extreme anger: "You...I...you little beast, you killed Chris, but you dare to humiliate me! Look at me not killing you little beast! The commander!"

"General! Don't be impulsive!" Before the messenger next to him could react, a middle-aged general next to Wolf who looked like an adjutant quickly stepped forward and grabbed Wolf. "General! Now is not the time to be impulsive. We are already defeated. Please retreat quickly. If it is too late, you will be in danger. As long as you are alive, you can avenge General Chris, but if you fall into their hands, the Lance Province and the Lance family will be finished!"

After hearing the adjutant's words, Wolf finally got out of his anger. The adjutant said it well. Wolf himself was not a fool. He quickly measured the current situation. Although this was just a small battle, the main generals of both sides participated in it personally. If he fell into Zhao Zheng's hands at this time, it would be difficult for the Lance family to find another direct relative who was good at leading troops to fight. Wolf was arrogant and could naturally figure it out.

Wolf was panting, his eyes were red, his forehead was bulging, and his hands holding the whip were also white. After looking at He Ping, he shouted the messenger on standby and issued an order to retreat the entire army. The adjutant beside him breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly surrounded Wolf and turned his horse head and began to move towards the camp, for fear that Wolf would be stimulated again.

With the retreat of the main general, Auckland no longer had the courage to resist. The soldiers who had not yet rushed up turned around and ran away immediately. Those who were still fighting with Tianhua soldiers on the battlefield also lost the reason to continue fighting. Those who fled and surrendered, He Ping wanted to continue fighting, but found that there were no enemies around him. He had to stop and insert Fang Tian Huaji to the ground, and hold Fang Tian Huaji to take a breath.

"Hahaha! The little brother is so good at fighting at a young age. Zhao Zheng admires it!"

Hearing the sound coming from behind, He Ping turned his head and found that it was the young general who had just seen who looked like the chief general of Tianhua. At this time, he no longer rode a horse, but walked towards He Ping with some of the followers around him. At this time, He Ping had time to look at the general carefully. After a while, He Ping had no choice but to come to a conclusion that Zhao Zheng, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a few beards, could be called a handsome man. Unlike that silver-haired sissy, Zhao Zheng seemed more masculine. Even though he was in his thirties, he was still a handsome uncle, much more pleasing to the eyes than when he was in his thirties.

When He Ping was looking at Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng and the followers around him were also looking at He Ping. He was in his teens and the typical Tianhua people did not look strong. It was unimaginable where the power that could directly suppress Chris came from. He Ping's clothes and weapons in his hands were also the targets of everyone's attention. I won't talk about Fang Tian Hua Ji. Although I was surprised by the strength and weight of this Fang Tian Hua Ji, they had not seen similar weapons before, but the clothes surprised everyone a little. This was a style they had never seen before.

As Zhao Zheng and He Ping gradually approached, the personal soldiers around Zhao Zheng also became nervous. The muscles were tight and their hands were already on the hilt of the sword around their waists. They were ready to act immediately after an accident. It was not their fault that they were too nervous. After all, He Ping was still an unknown person to them, and his combat power was so strong. To be honest, if He Ping suddenly had the intention to kill now, no one of these personal soldiers would be confident that they could protect Zhao Zheng.

However, Zhao Zheng looked normal, and there was no tension or fear of falling into a dangerous situation. Instead, He Ping looked up. When he saw everyone approaching, he also saw the expressions of the personal soldiers around him, smiled slightly, and put away Fang Tian Hua Ji. When he saw the Fang Tian Hua Ji in He Ping's hand suddenly disappeared out of thin air, everyone was startled, but immediately realized that this seemed much more ordinary than the strange things He Ping had shown before.

"I'm Zhao Zheng, the leader of this army. I wonder what the little brother is called?" Zhao Zheng spoke first, and this made others around him feel incredible, because although Zhao Zheng called him a little brother, his tone was clearly the idea of ​​being equal. Zhao Zheng actually put the young man in an equal position and did not regard him as a junior because of He Ping's youth. While this made He Ping feel good, he also understood that Zhao Zheng was not easy to fool.
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