Chapter 303: Powerful Reinforcements Arrive One After Another

Chapter 303: Chapter 303: Powerful Reinforcements Arrive One After Another

Ye Feng looked at Long Xi’Er and said with a smile, "If I leave, what will you do?"

Long Xi’Er’s expression darkened. She sighed and shook her head. "Royal infighting has always been incredibly bloody. We’ve lost. A gruesome end awaits me, but I won’t let myself be humiliated. I’ll hang myself to die with my honor intact!"

Ye Feng shook his head, sighing. "Such a beautiful woman, about to die. What a waste. But, Princess, before you do, you still have to let me see your ass..."

"What the fuck!" Long Xi’Er nearly had a stroke. ’What is wrong with him? How can he still be thinking about such filthy things at a time like this?’

Long Xi’Er stared at Ye Feng and said through gritted teeth, "Fine. If you can get out of here alive today, I’ll agree to anything you want!"

Ye Feng chuckled. "A promise is a promise, and a team of four horses can’t take it back!"

Long Xi’Er said, enunciating each word, "I, Long Xi’Er, my word is ironclad!"

"Good! Now that it’s settled, this will be easy," Ye Feng said with a chuckle. "None of them are leaving here today!"

Wu Xiu, standing nearby, looked at Ye Feng and scoffed, "Just you? You think you can take on an army of five million all by yourself? You must be delusional..."

But the words were barely out of her mouth when a cannon boomed in the distance, and a contingent of troops came thundering toward them.

Leading them was an old man with a white beard and hair, his presence majestic and imposing.

He led his troops to the base of the city walls, bowed to Long Ao, and announced in a booming voice:

"Your humble servant, Xuanyuan Sword, has arrived with two million soldiers to protect Your Majesty!"

"You... you came back alive too!" Wu Cheng’s pupils contracted sharply at the sight of Xuanyuan Sword.

Xuanyuan Sword turned to Wu Cheng and chuckled. "Not only did I return alive, but all two million of my soldiers have returned with me—not a single man lost!

You dared to conspire with Wu Xiu and plot a rebellion. Today is the day you die!"

Wu Cheng looked at Xuanyuan Sword and burst out laughing. "Are you blind, Xuanyuan Sword? Can’t you see I have five million soldiers right here? What do you expect to accomplish with your pathetic two million..."

The words were barely out of his mouth when another cannon blast echoed from the distance. Dust billowed into the air, battle standards waving, as another army quickly approached.

At their head was a peerless beauty dressed in a blood-red battle robe, cutting a heroic and valiant figure.

She spoke to Long Ao with reverence, "Meng Jiaxin, the Eastern Domain War God, has come to Your Majesty’s aid with two million soldiers from the Eastern Domain!"

Wu Cheng looked at Meng Jiaxin and shrieked, "You... you’re not dead either!"

Meng Jiaxin turned to look at Wu Cheng and said coldly, "That’s right. I’m very much alive."

"Robert, that useless bastard," Wu Cheng seethed. "I don’t know how he could have screwed this up!"

The next moment, he looked at Meng Jiaxin and Xuanyuan Sword and gave a sinister smile. "So what if you’ve both shown up? Together, you only have four million troops. I have five million. The victory is still mine..."

The words were barely out of his mouth when another deafening cannon blast roared in the distance. In the next instant, another force surged forward, blocking the retreat of Wu Cheng’s army.

A burly, red-haired man at the front looked at Ye Feng and announced, "Dragon’s Tooth of the Kirin Battalion, here with two million of our brothers to report to Lord Yu Qilin!"

"You’re... Yu Qilin of the Kirin Battalion!" Wu Cheng shrieked at Ye Feng, his face instantly turning ashen.

’The Kirin Battalion... the number one assassin organization from beyond the borders. Every one of their members is an elite warrior, capable of taking on ten men. An army of two million of them... that’s a force that could easily hold off twenty million elite soldiers!’

He had never imagined that Ye Feng was the legendary Yu Qilin, with the power to summon the Kirin Battalion. His entire body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Ye Feng looked at him and let out a cold chuckle. "So, do you still think your army is bigger?"

Wu Cheng glared at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with venom, but he knew he was utterly defeated. He gritted his teeth and roared in frustration:

"Soldiers, retreat!"

He was cut off by Ye Feng’s cold laughter before he could finish. "Thinking of leaving? Dream on!"

Wu Cheng’s gaze turned utterly sinister. "Ye Feng, do you really think my five million men are such pushovers you can just crush as you please? Let me tell you, they’re not! If you want to play hardball, then be prepared for this place to become a river of blood!"

With that, he turned to his soldiers and roared, "All troops, hear my order! Prepare for battle!"

Just then, Wu Xiu spoke to Ye Feng in a cold voice. "If five million men truly fight for their lives, you won’t have many left on your side either!

If all these soldiers are wiped out, what will the Great Xia Empire have left to defend itself when the surrounding powers invade? Great Xia will become a fish on the chopping block, and the entire empire could be destroyed! Is that a consequence you are prepared to accept?"

Beside him, Long Xi’Er also looked at Ye Feng, her face filled with worry.

But Ye Feng just chuckled. "You really think these men will fight to the death for the Wu family? You’re dreaming!"

With that, he turned to the army below and boomed, "Listen up! Lay down your weapons and surrender now, and the Emperor may yet spare your lives! Otherwise, not one of you will leave this place alive today! What’s more, the Great Xia Empire will exterminate your clans! You have three seconds to decide!"

He then raised his right hand, holding up three fingers. With his left, he began to fold them down one by one. "Three... two..."

Wu Cheng suddenly laughed wildly, "Still trying to use such a despicable trick to sow discord among my soldiers? Dream on!

I’m telling you, these men have fought by my side for years. They are my most trusted soldiers, loyal to the very bone! Your cheap little tricks are useless..."

But the words were barely out of his mouth when he saw the soldiers around him begin to fall to their knees, shouting, "We surrender!"

In an instant, not a single person was left standing.

Wu Cheng’s face turned livid. He started punching and kicking the men beside him, roaring furiously:

"Get up! Get the hell up!"

But the men remained kneeling, motionless.

Wu Cheng turned and started kicking at the men on his other side, but still, no one rose!

Wu Cheng drew his longsword and roared, "Get up, or I’ll kill you all!"

Finally, a few soldiers couldn’t take it anymore. They glared at Wu Cheng and yelled, "We became soldiers for the pay! We did it so our parents, wives, and children could have a stable life!

We can’t make them all suffer a horrible death because of our mistake! So go ahead and kill us today, because we’re not getting up!"

Many of the surrounding soldiers began to shout as well. "That’s right! Even if you kill us, we won’t follow you in rebellion against the Emperor!"

Wu Cheng stood frozen, longsword in hand, his face as pale as death. He knew he was now utterly alone. He was finished. Completely and utterly finished.

He shot Ye Feng one last venomous glare and snarled through gritted teeth, "You just wait. The day I return with my army will be the day your head leaves your shoulders!"

With that, he turned and staggered away, trying to flee.

But Ye Feng’s cold voice stopped him. "Because of you, my eldest martial sister nearly lost her life in the Eastern Domain. And you think you can just walk away? Dream on!"