Chapter 1062

First Volume, Chapter 1062: Chen Jiahao

This enemy, clad in black heavy armor, possessed combat skills and willpower worthy of the highest rank; ten-plus Tianji Camp Guards could not subdue him in moments.

Such strength must mean he is at least a valiant vanguard captain.

And this man... must harbor a blood feud with Qin Feng; otherwise, he could never unleash such fierce malice.

The black-armored enemy general, relying on his sturdy armor to withstand the Tianji Camp Guards' attacks, also used his Chang Mao to counterattack—swinging it sideways, striking hard, or thrusting straight forward at the guards blocking his path.

After brief but fierce combat, the black-armored general still pressed forward toward the carriage, now only seven or eight steps away.

At this distance, if the black-armored general seized the right moment and lunged forward, he could drive his Chang Mao through the carriage window.

As long as he struck anyone inside, whether or not it was Qin Feng, it would inflict unbearable loss upon Qin Feng.

Qin Feng should have closed the window and hidden inside to avoid trouble.

But the black-armored general's fierce combat will deeply moved Qin Feng.

Even Ning Hu and Xu Mo, such valiant Main Generals, might not be his match.

Remember, those attacking him were not ordinary soldiers—they were elite Tianji Camp Guards!

As Qin Feng studied the black-armored general, the general noticed Qin Feng.

The black-armored general instantly erupted in rage, letting out a tiger-like roar, swinging his Chang Mao to strike the guards blocking his path, then seizing the opportunity, gripping the spear's end with one hand and thrusting it forward.

The sharp spearhead shot straight toward Qin Feng.

At that critical moment, a low shout came from beside him.

"To harm Lord Qin? Dream on!"

The one who shouted was not Wu Tang, but an ordinary Tianji Camp Guard.

After all, Tianji Camp Guards vary in strength; some joined only after building strong physiques and began training afterward.

Others were already exceptional martial artists before joining the Tianji Camp.

Thus, despite identical training, their combat abilities differed greatly.

This young guard who suddenly leapt up and blocked the window clamped the Chang Mao under his right armpit, then grabbed the shaft with his right hand, using his body weight to forcibly snap it.

He dropped the broken spear and swung his small axe, hurling it straight at the black-armored general.

The black-armored general used the broken shaft to deflect the axe, but in the next instant, Tianji Camp Guards closed in; in the blink of an eye, he was pinned to the ground, immobile.

One Tianji Camp Guard drew a small hammer from his waist and struck the black-armored general's knee.

Crack!

The black-armored general's knee shattered with a chilling snap, yet he clenched his teeth, silent.

Only after both knees were smashed did the guards put away their hammers and rip off the general's mask.

The face revealed was that of a youth barely twenty, still youthful and unformed.

So young, yet so fierce and reckless—he deserves the words "the next generation is awe-inspiring."

Qin Feng stared at the youth and asked curiously: "Who are you? What grudge do we hold between us?"

The youth clenched his teeth, enduring the agony in his knees, eyes wide, bloodshot, filled with hatred as he glared at Qin Feng.

He spoke slowly, each word deliberate: "My family name is Chen."

Hearing the youth reveal his surname, Qin Feng suddenly understood: "So you're another of the Chen Family."

"Heh, your Chen Family is truly the foremost brave clan of Northern Di!"

"Chen Si, Chen Mou, Chen Li—all peerless heroes."

"What is your name?"

The youth gritted his molars and spoke slowly: "Chen Ba."

Qin Feng silently marveled—this youth truly lived up to his name: domineering and valiant.

In personal valor, he ranks first among all enemy generals Qin Feng has ever encountered.

"Chen Ba, I remember your name. You have not shamed the Chen Family."

"Were the cavalry who came with you trained by you?"

Facing death, Chen Ba had nothing left to hesitate about; he growled: "Yes! These Dead Soldiers were trained by me based on your Black Cavalry. Almost got you—how does that taste?"

In response to Chen Ba's sarcasm, Qin Feng smiled: "If even Li Gui is this valiant, it proves Li Kui is even greater."

"Too bad there are too few. If you had twenty more, you might have killed me."

Qin Feng remained calm, showing no fear despite Chen Ba's fierce assassination attempt.

After all, to evade the Jin Yi Wei's surveillance, Chen Ba could not lead a large force—he could only bring a small band of Dead Soldiers through their net and strike straight at the heart.

With just these few men, trying to kill him under the eyes of Tianji Camp Guards was pure fantasy.

Even though the Tianji Camp Guards were thrown into chaos and even Wu Kang suffered heavy losses,

this was still Heavy Cavalry charging infantry—the Tianji Camp Guards could not stop them. The moment Chen Ba fell from his Warhorse, his defeat was sealed.

Qin Feng waved to the Tianji Camp Guards: "Release him."

Wu Kang, just returning, heard Qin Feng's order and widened his eyes.

"Lord, what did you just say? Release him?"

"That's not your style."

Not just Wu Kang—all Tianji Camp Guards present wore expressions of disbelief.

Qin Feng remained calm: "I've already killed so many of the Chen Family. I should leave them at least one heir. Besides, Chen Ba's knees are shattered—he'll never fight again. He's no longer a threat."

Saying this, Qin Feng looked down at Chen Ba and said solemnly: "Go home. The war is over. The feud between me and your Chen Family should end here."

In response to Qin Feng's goodwill, Chen Ba showed no gratitude.

He continued glaring at Qin Feng with hatred: "As long as I draw breath, I will never let you go!"

"You killed so many of my clan brothers. The Chen Family now sees you as a blood feud—no peace until one side is dead!"

Qin Feng, who had been about to roll up the car window, heard Chen Ba's threat and stopped.

Qin Feng's gaze fell on Chen Ba once more, but it had grown much colder.

"Sigh…"

"Why must you drag the grudges of the battlefield back into everyday life?"

"If everyone were like your Chen Family, fixated on the gains and losses of the battlefield, then this Heaven would long since have been drowned in hatred."

"You kill me, I kill you, kill and kill without end."