Chapter 94: The Successful Recapture of Anwu Prefecture

"Could the three of you be the leaders of the Zhaha Tribe, the Kuiqu Tribe, and the Wuxu Tribe?"

"Exactly!"

Muxu Ling said sternly, "Could you be that Chu Feng whom Wu Peng spoke of?"

"A pleasure!"

Chu Feng cupped his hands in a salute, "Three great kings, bringing such a massive formation here, could it be that you wish to be enemies with Great Wei?"

"Heh, Great Wei!"

Feng Ningbo sneered, "You are nothing but a bunch of lambs kept in city walls. Enemies? You aren't even worthy!"

"Brat, I advise you to surrender and offer up your cities, otherwise, once the three of us annihilate you, we will surely leave no one alive!"

The three of them did not set out on this expedition merely for the petty gains of the Wuji Tribe.

What they pursued even more were the cities of Great Wei.

There, massive amounts of wealth were accumulated.

Once they fell into their hands.

Then their tribes would have endless enjoyment.

"Hahahaha..."

Chu Feng laughed, mocking, "Another bunch of arrogant fools wanting to get their hands on the cities of my Great Wei, it is just a pity that my Great Wei's cities have no place for you barbarians!"

After finishing, Chu Feng did not forget to point at the overturned earth not far away: "See that? The Wuji Tribe that wanted to get their hands on my Great Wei's cities before has already been buried inside."

"Come next year, the grass here will surely be very lush, and my Great Wei citizens will be able to taste the flavorful prairie lamb once again."

"If you lot do not wish to become fertilizer, you had best stop your troops and roll back to herd sheep, otherwise, I will surely lead my army to trample the entire Turkic lands!"

"How incredibly arrogant, you stinking brat, do you really think we are the same trash as the Wuji Tribe?"

"Even if you are a Grandmaster, so what? We are all three Grandmasters. Three against one, you have absolutely no chance of winning!"

"Why waste words with him, brothers? Kill him and then go attack the city. I have coveted those little ladies of Great Wei for a long time."

"Attack together!"

The three Grandmasters rushed straight at Chu Feng without further ado.

All three of them were at the Grandmaster Mid-Stage cultivation level and were the strongest of their respective tribes.

Three against one!

Such an advantage to deal with an enemy who was also a Grandmaster was simply effortless.

Ever since the three Grandmasters made their move.

The hundred thousand troops behind them also immediately launched their action, carrying out a slaughter against Chu Feng's twenty thousand men.

"Entire army, form ranks! Prepare to meet the enemy!"

The Great Wei Anwu Army stood ready in battle formation.

Yesterday, they had already routed over a hundred thousand Turkic troops.

This time, it was another hundred thousand.

To them, it was merely repeating yesterday's battle.

They had absolute confidence that they could replicate yesterday's glorious battle record once again.

"Iron Pagoda, charge with me!"

Hong Ji took the lead.

Once again, he led his own Iron Pagoda to charge.

He did not feel satisfied with yesterday's battle.

Today, he could finally kill to his heart's content again.

"Brothers, charge with me!"

Tang Kai, Wu Jiang, Zhou Yunsong, Qiu Ming, and Lu Shuwan all threw themselves into the battle as well.

The Modao Squad led by Guang Ling still guarded the front of the rear army and auxiliary troops like a city wall.

Facing the swarms of incoming Turkic cavalry.

The Modao Squad remained their most terrifying nightmare.

"Ready, kill!"

The Modao Team raised their blades and brought them down.

Countless horse heads and cavalrymen were hacked to pieces by the weapons in their hands.

In an instant.

The entire battlefield completely turned into a sea of blood.

Countless severed limbs and arms piled up on the grass.

The massive amount of fresh blood became the most important source for irrigating the prairie.

The soldiers below were fighting fiercely.

The top-tier combatants in the air were equally lively.

Unlike the situation of the intense struggle in the battle below.

Chu Feng, with his own strength, was holding off the siege of three Grandmaster Mid-Stage powerhouses.

Not only did he not fall into a disadvantage, but he was actually occupying the upper hand.

No!

To be precise, it should be described as a crushing posture.

Because these three Turkic Grandmasters were simply no match for Chu Feng.

"Is this brat a devil?"

Muxu Ling, who had been sent flying by a single punch, said with a face full of astonishment.

He had originally thought that with the three of them attacking together, they could absolutely and easily take down Chu Feng and annihilate his troops.

As a result, the moment they made contact, he was met with a cold shoulder.

The opponent was clearly not the situation they had imagined.

It was no wonder Wu Peng had risked his life to urge them to send troops quickly.

"Damn it, is this guy made of iron?"

Feng Ningbo, on the other hand, was even more devastated.

The full-force blow he landed on Chu Feng's body had no reaction at all, just like an ordinary person hitting a stone.

Then, the opponent's casual strike sent his blood and Qi surging, leaving him in a wretched state.

"I refuse to believe this evil!"

The Kuiqu Tribe simply did not believe that Chu Feng could be this formidable.

How old was he?

At most, no more than twenty years old.

A twenty-year-old Grandmaster was already brilliant and talented enough.

Yet, he actually possessed the formidable combat power to crush the three of them.

"You three only have this much ability; go to hell and keep Wu Tu and his son company!"

Chu Feng deflected the three men's encirclement with one move.

Then, he held his long blade high and swung it with all his might.

"Heavenly Rainbow Slash!"

This move was a technique from the "Heavenly Slaughter Mad Blade".

Chu Feng had practiced this skill to perfection and had mastered all the techniques within it.

Today was the first time he had used it, so it was a good chance to see its power.

Boom!

A massive blade radiance instantly appeared in the sky.

The sharp blade edge seemed as if it were going to split the entire heaven and earth apart.

The soldiers fighting below felt this powerful pressure and trembled uncontrollably, one by one.

Facing such a tyrannical attack, they felt they were no different from ants.

Swish!

This blade strike appeared quickly and vanished just as quickly.

The three Turkic Grandmasters within the attack range did not even have time to react.

They just stood there straight as this blade light swept past them.

"This... how can this..."

"I... I am not reconciled..."

"If I had... known earlier, I shouldn't have..."

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

The bodies of the three Grandmasters were split into two even halves in an instant.

Thump, thump, thump...

The sound of the corpses falling was like several heavy hammers.

Striking the hearts of the Turkic soldiers one after another.

They could not believe that the king they believed in most would end up in such a miserable state.

The fight had lasted less than two and a half minutes.

Just... just like that, they were hacked down by someone?

And it was a triple kill with one blade!

"Monster... monster, it's a monster!"

"Quick... run, Great Wei has a monster!"

The fall of the three Turkic powerhouses was like sounding the death knell for the Turkic army.

At this moment, they had completely lost the will to fight.

Such a formidable opponent was simply not something they could resist.

The strength of a Grandmaster could be imagined.

His existence was like a stabilizing force in a troop.

Once it erupted!

The strength of its power was simply immeasurable.

The over one hundred thousand Turkic troops had completely lost the confidence to continue fighting.

One after another, they turned their horses' heads and fled into the distance.

"Pursue!"

Chu Feng took the lead and chased after them.

You want to run after offending the abbot?

Where did that arrogance from just now go?

If I let you all run away, I'm a bastard!

"Brothers, charge!"

The morale of the Anwu Army was greatly boosted.

They held their long sabers high and began a frantic slaughter.

The Turkic army of over one hundred thousand came with great momentum, but left in disgrace.

In the end, only ten or twenty thousand of the hundred-thousand-strong army managed to escape, while the rest were all buried here.

"Brothers, we have won!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

The Anwu Army raised their arms and cheered, celebrating their victory once again.

In this battle, they successfully recovered the land they had once lost.

The lost land had once again returned to the place where it belonged.

Anwu Prefecture was thus restored.

The scene shifted.

In a distant pavilion.

"Have you figured it all out?"

"Yes, it was this Chu Feng who killed Marquis Dong and wiped out Scorpion Tower!"

"Hmph, daring to offend our Netherworld Society, he must not be allowed to live; you set out immediately, and in three days, I want to see his head placed on my table."

"As you command!"

That person vanished from the spot in an instant.

Unfortunately, what Chu Feng did not know was that an assassination operation centered on him was quietly unfolding.