He traveled through time and became a human head.

A head that had just been cut off and was still bleeding from blood. Less than a meter away was the owner of this head.

How to break this?

Yang Feng was stunned.

What made him even more shocked was that Xiaoqian was actually disconnected at this time.

"Hey, you can't be so irresponsible!"

He cried silently without tears.

He can't hold on for long.

Although the extreme survival time may be nearly one minute without external help after the head is cut off, and he will definitely live longer because he has three times the support of soul energy, but it is impossible to live like this in any case. He should cry when he turns back with a wild dog.

He has to save himself quickly.

He tried hard to mobilize the muscles on his face and wanted to move himself. He had absorbed the second soul energy and should theoretically gain more abilities. His wounds could heal quickly before. Now he might be able to reconnect with this corpse. Changing his head is not a sci-fi thing. He was originally his own corpse and there was no rejection reaction. As long as he could be taken, he would definitely survive.

However, he still has one meter to cross.

This meter distance was blocking him like a vast Pacific Ocean.

Xiaoqian can't count on it anymore.

The guy was pressing his armed helicopter over his head, and probably he didn't dare to come out at this time. Moreover, judging from the current situation, his soul energy does not have the ability to penetrate the sea water, so now he can only rely on himself.

He tried to control his facial muscles, moving toward the corpse in a similar way with the cheek and nose touching the ground, alternating with a little bit.

This is indeed possible.

But he is under the attention of countless people!

A head that was cut off moved strangely by itself.

How terrifying this scene is!

The executioner who was finishing work was holding a ghost-headed sword and bowed his head inadvertently, then opened his mouth wide, and then subconsciously rubbed his eyes. At this moment, Yang Feng took a step, and his mouth was still moving. In fact, he couldn't speak at this time, and his vocal cords were not on his side. At most, he moved his mouth. But this scene was extremely shocking in the eyes of the executioner, especially Yang Feng's eyes were still open with so much hatred in his eyes.

The executioner's knees fell and fell down.

"Major General, you can rest in peace!"

He kowtowed to the ground and said in a trembling voice.

The crowd was in chaos.

"Why are you so panicked?"

A majestic voice sounded behind the executioner. Yang Feng's eyes turned, and he saw a middle-aged general strode with a calm face. He rolled suddenly without hesitation and hit the executioner's head. The latter raised his head in horror. Yang Feng's eyes looked at his body, and his lips were moving up and down. The executioner immediately understood what he meant.

"Little one, I will give you a gift. Major General. The villain knows the wrong of your death. Who doesn't know your reputation? But the villain is also ordered to act. Don't blame the villain. I'll give you a gift. You can rest assured. The marshal and General Zhang are waiting for you!"

He said, holding up the head of the ground.

"What are you doing?"

The middle-aged general shouted behind him.

"The Palace Commander, the Major General is worried about his eyes!"

The executioner turned around and said with a head in his hand like an evil person.

The general hesitated.

At this moment, the executioner lowered his head and placed his head carefully on the neck of the corpse.

Almost in an instant, the three times the powerful energy attached to the human head swept through the entire corpse like a flood of catharsis, penetrated into every cell, activated the bones, muscles, nervous system, and blood vessels to grow wildly, and automatically find the right connection target to complete the connection. At the same time, the bone marrow is also frantically creating more blood, replenishing the seriously missing blood vessels and starting to supply blood to the brain. The blood line at the interface on the neck is smoothed out at an extremely fast speed.

The executioner looked at the scene in amazement. It was not until Yang Feng tentatively shook his head that he suddenly jumped up like he was stepped on his tail.

"A monster!"

He screamed.

Amid the screams, Yang Feng stood up with a carp. At the same time, he struggled with his arms amid countless screams, and the hemp rope tied to his arms broke instantly. He moved his arms with satisfaction, felt the feeling of his body again, and then patted the executioner's shoulder with a smile.

"Thank you!"

He said from the heart.

The executioner fainted on the ground with his eyes rolled.

"Hurry up, take this monster!"

The middle-aged general drew his sword and roared.

At this time, the streets were already in chaos. The people who were frightened by this scene screamed in horror and fled in all directions. The soldiers guarded around rushed over with weapons. The soldiers were all heavily armored and well-equipped. The first one to step forward was the middle-aged general.

While he was swinging the sword, Yang Feng's right hand poked out like lightning, grabbed his right hand holding the sword, and punched him in the head at the same time. However, seeing that this guy was hesitating just now, the force tried his best to restrain it, but unexpectedly, this guy reacted very quickly and suddenly punched him in the same posture. The two of them hit each other almost at the same time, and then they groaned and took a step back.

But the sword in the right hand was not released.

"Two tricks!"

Yang Feng shook his head and said, the wound in the cracked corner of his eyes disappeared instantly.

The opponent stared at him motionlessly with a bloody face.

Almost at the same time, the two of them blasted out their left fists at the other side again, and then they collided together. Yang Feng, who had increased his strength, became the winner. He heard the general screaming, his arms hang down at a strange angle, and the severe pain made his right hand subconsciously relax. The sword was immediately snatched by Yang Feng, and then he raised his foot and kicked him over. At the same time, the sword pointed to his throat, and the soldier who had just arrived stopped immediately.

"Kill this monster!"

The general shouted at the soldiers.

The soldiers dared not move.

"Dians Commander, you are a very important official. You are still the emperor's confidant, so they shouldn't come forward."

Yang Feng said calmly.

At the same time, he turned his gaze to a wooden sign next to him. The sign should have marked his identity as a death row prisoner. He recited from top to bottom with a terrifying expression.

"Hou Zhanqin offends Yue, please tell me if the last word is Yun?"

He asked the general.

"Yue Yun, why do you humiliate me? I want to kill Congsu? Yang Cunzhong was also fighting among thousands of troops, so he is not afraid of your children!"

The general shouted sternly.

Yang Feng wiped his face sadly.

Ten thousand alpacas were running by in his heart. Chongzhen, who was hanging on the first time, and Yue Yun, who was beheaded for the second time, could he still play well? Don’t you have to turn on hell mode every time? How can you play with him? After Chongzhen, there was Wu Sangui, and Yue Yun, who was beheaded for the beheaded, really has nowhere to stay. He doesn’t think that the Yue family army will be with him, the young marshal. After the three of Yue Fei were killed, the Yue family army did not even dare to let go of anything. The letter of the rumor used to frame Yue Fei was transferred to Zhang Jun through the fact that the second-ranked person of the Yue family army, Wang Gui.

In fact, Zhao Gou had already solved the Yue family army in the 11th year of Shaoxing.

Otherwise, he would not dare to kill Yue Fei.

He just knew that killing Yue Fei would not have any problems.

Yue Fei is not a warlord.

The Yue family army is just a name for ordinary people. It is not the private army that later generations imagined that Yue Fei was the only private army that Zhao Gou had only heard of. It was one of the five major guards of Zhao Gou's camp. It was the imperial guard of the Song Dynasty. After the camp, Yue Fei was not a warlord in Xiange and other places. His military mobilization had to pass through the Privy Council, and his finances had to pass through Zhao Gou's Ezhou General, who was the main participant in framing him. Zhao Gou had completed the military withdrawal work in the eleventh year of Shaoxing. Before Yue Fei died, he was overthrown into the Privy Council. After his death, his generals were basically not moved, but no one stood up for him. Only Niu Gao probably made a few harsh words and was poisoned to death, but others had to maintain wealth, including Li Dao, who was named king after his death because of his relatives.

In military terms, Zhao Gou is not worthy of carrying shoes with his shoes, but in politics, he plays with Yue Fei like a child.

Yang Feng really couldn't guarantee whether the generals of the Yue family army would tie him to the court after he went to Ezhou. Even if he didn't tie him to the court, gifts would probably be the best result. After all, they followed Yue Fei to fight on the battlefield to seek wealth, and wealth was not given by Yue Fei. Zhao Gou was the one who really gave them wealth. In the early Southern Song Dynasty, there were some mutinys in generals who were famous anti-Jin generals. None of them succeeded in the end, and they were even defeated very simply. To put it bluntly, the Zhao family's position in the hearts of the people was not shaken, and the soldiers under his command knew who was the one who really gave them wealth.

The Yue Family Army is no exception.

After looking at another dead body that was also beheaded not far away, Yang Feng also sighed.

That's Zhang Xian.

Those who have made great contributions will not be rewarded, and those who have bravely made Allah will be in danger. Countless generals in the battlefields of all dynasties have fallen to the intrigues of politics like this. Those who have good ended up hiding their talents and pretending to be stupid, and even doing bad things to defile themselves in order to survive. Most of the true heroes who would rather fail than bend will end up like this. Yue Fei is not an exception. There were countless such people before him and after him.

After all, those emperors are not Emperor Yang.

He knew no one would rebel.

Whoever dares to rebel against him can only be like Zhang Xianzhong, who was directly killed by him and his hand-burned firecrackers were guaranteed.

But these emperors have no guarantee.

For Zhao Gou, or for their Zhao family, foreign enemies are not terrible. Neither the Liao Kingdom, the Jin Kingdom, or the Xixia Kingdom, they are not their major concerns. The increase in power of those generals is the major concern. Even if these generals can recover their lost territory, it doesn’t matter if they lose a few pieces of land, pay hundreds of thousands of taels of silver for compensation, or pay surrender, but they just cannot make the generals bigger.

Even these generals are loyal to them.

This is also a kind of way to be with friendly countries than with domestic slaves.

The old Zhao family basically has this kind of virtue.
Chapter completed!