Urban Shura

Chapter 361 Heroic appearance on the battlefield, this is the God of War!
In northern Xinjiang, the flames of war, corpses everywhere!

Pei Qiuhu was caught off guard by Feld's sudden attack, completely powerless to resist!

Although Wei Feng was full of anger in his heart, there was nothing he could do. After all, the current God of War in Northern Xinjiang was Pei Qiuhu. No matter how dissatisfied Wei Feng was with him, he could not disobey orders on the battlefield!
Wei Feng could only grit his teeth and follow Pei Qiuhu's command, but Pei Qiuhu's command was too messy, and a large number of Beijiang sons died one after another. In just half an hour, there were nearly [-] sons, blood spilled Battlefield!

If it continues like this, I'm afraid this Verde can really wipe out Beijiang!

"Master Wei Feng, it's not an option to go on like this!"

"This God of War, Pei, doesn't understand the battle command of the large corps at all. The brothers have suffered too many casualties!"

"Feld has woven a trap and is waiting for Pei Zhanshen to drill in. Why can't he see it?"

"Lord Wei Feng, you are the only one with the highest prestige here, you have to persuade him!"

The faces of more than a dozen generals in northern Xinjiang were full of anxiety. They were all veterans who followed Ye Mulong in the southern and northern wars. They have experienced hundreds of fierce battles, but they have never lost so badly. !
"Persuade him?" Wei Feng's eyes flickered coldly, and he said angrily, "Do you think I didn't persuade him? This guy is so self-willed, he won't listen to any advice at all!"

The anger in Wei Feng's heart was churning, his fists were clenched tightly, his veins were bulging, let alone trying to persuade Pei Qiuhu, now Wei Feng even wanted to kill him!

"Then let's fight for ourselves, stop listening to Pei Qiuhu's orders!"

"Yes, this Pei Qiuhu will kill us!"

Seeing this, everyone put forward their thoughts one after another. If they really continue to fight according to Pei Qiuhu's command, the whole army will definitely be wiped out in the end!

"Battlefield disobedience, can you bear this charge?" Hearing what everyone said, Wei Feng scolded again. He didn't want to listen to Pei Qiuhu's orders, but battlefield disobedience is no joke!

Once defeated, the responsibility for this defeat will be borne by these disobedient people.

He is not afraid of losing his life, what he is afraid of is that if he loses his life, he will bear the eternal infamy.

"Then...then...what to do now?" Everyone had no choice but to cast their eyes on Wei Feng, as if they were waiting for Wei Feng to make up his mind.

But today's Wei Feng, because of being restrained by Pei Qiuhu, is also helpless. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he really took the command from Pei Qiuhu, facing such a powerful offensive from Ferd, Wei Feng Can't turn the tide of battle!

"Wait..." Wei Feng looked gloomy, and looked up at the distant sky.

"What are you waiting for?" Everyone hurriedly asked.

"Wait for a miracle to happen!" Wei Feng sighed in his heart, and said these words.

In an instant, the faces of these northern Xinjiang commanders showed a look of sadness and indifference!

Waiting for a miracle on the battlefield?
This is just a disguised form of self-comfort!

Because they all knew in their hearts that there would be no miracles on the battlefield, but only death. Wei Feng said that he was waiting for a miracle to happen, but in other words, he was waiting for death!
Because of Pei Qiuhu's incompetence, the entire northern border has been plunged into a desperate situation.

On the other side, on a hillside [-] kilometers away from the border of northern Xinjiang, Ye Mulong looked down at the messy battlefield in front of him, frowning slightly.

"No wonder the people of the royal family are so anxious to let you out of the deep sea prison. This is a completely one-sided situation!" Although the beautiful fox does not understand military affairs, she can see the situation in front of her with a glance. Feld's legion It has already driven straight in and firmly suppressed the northern border army. It seems that the northern border's vitality is exhausted.

"This...this situation, can we still save it?" Qian Mian Buddha also had a gloomy face, and said, "I think the best way is to retreat and give up three to five cities. In exchange for time to reorganize the army, and then go to fight Feld."

Ye Mulong turned his head and glanced at Thousand Faced Buddha, it seems that this person still knows some tactics of war.

In the current situation, there is indeed no chance of winning in conventional combat. It is necessary to find a suitable opportunity to take a rest, gather those corps that were dispersed by Feld, and then fight back.

But Ferd will never give this chance!
Moreover, Ye Mulong does not allow any city to be thrown into his hands!
"Let's go to fight Feld!" Ye Mulong smiled lightly, and walked towards the battlefield without waiting for the three people behind him to react.

The fox beauty was dumbfounded immediately, and said: "Wait... wait a minute, we... only have four people, you don't mean to use four people to support the battlefield, do you?"

This is a battle of millions of people. If four people go down, it will be like a drop in the ocean. It will not have any effect at all. No matter how strong Ye Mulong is, if he goes in, he will only kill himself.

Hu Meiren, Lin Qin, and Qianmian Buddha all stared at Ye Mulong. They didn't want to go to the Palace of Hell to report right after they got out of the deep sea prison.

"Of course Ye won't just use four people to support the battlefield." Looking at the surprised eyes of the three, Ye Mulong drew a faint smile, and then said: "Ye is going to repel Ferd's million-dollar army." !"

what?
Hearing Ye Mulong's last words, the three of them almost froze in place!

Not to support, but to repel the opponent's million army?
Are you kidding me, just the four of them?
This is too far-fetched, isn't it?
"This..." Hu Meiren was speechless in astonishment, and both Qianmianfo and Lin Qin had distorted expressions on their faces.

However, at this time, Ye Mulong had already entered the battlefield alone, and at the same time shouted: "Here Ye is, all the generals return to their positions!"

Ye Mulong's voice was not too loud, but any Beijiang boy who heard this voice would burst out with astonishing fighting power as if he had been beaten with chicken blood!
"God Ye returns to his place!"

"God Ye returns to his place!"

"God Ye returns to his place!"

In just ten minutes, this kind of shout spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and soon spread throughout the entire battlefield!

In an instant, the situation on the entire battlefield changed drastically!

As for the beautiful fox, Lin Qin, and Qianmianfo who were standing on the hillside, seeing this change, each of them had that inconceivable expression on their faces.

Before, they only considered Ye Mulong's personal strength, and felt that no matter how strong he was, it would be impossible for him to fight against the million-strong Verde army!

But they ignored Ye Mulong's identity!
He is the god of war in northern Xinjiang, the commander admired by thousands of people. The personal charm brought by his experience in many battles, his bravery, and his bottomless strategy cannot be recognized by anyone. Beyond and copied!
Under the interaction of this powerful appeal, appeal and deterrence, when Ye Mulong enters the battlefield, he only needs to raise his arms and shout, and he can instantly reverse the situation on the battlefield!
This is the real God of War in Northern Xinjiang!

(End of this chapter)