At this moment, I witnessed Ye Feng kill the ghost witch master's remnant soul instantly with another move.
All the soldiers in Jingzhou were completely in admiration.
Even monsters and ghosts are so vulnerable in front of Ye Feng, let alone a small country?
At this moment, let alone conquering a small Siam in the south, even if they follow Ye Feng to conquer the whole world, they are willing to go there without any hesitation.
"Ye Zhanshen, are you okay?"
Lu Ziling stepped forward and asked with concern.
"They are just some lonely ghosts causing trouble here." Ye Feng said calmly, "They can scare ordinary people, but they can't even think of hurting me!"
After all, Ye Feng's unique physique has been tempered many times and has already passed various tests. If you want to hurt him, you can't even think about it unless you use innate and ancient power.
"Ye Zhan Shen is indeed a god!" Everyone admired him.
It is a great honor and a complete sense of security to be able to fight together with such gods.
Without further ado, Ye Feng got on his horse and continued to move forward.
The army passed through the black forest one after another, and then it was a smooth river with no obstacles.
Wherever it passed, Siam's resistance was like paper, falling in the wind.
Soon, we crossed the King's Road and arrived at the royal capital of Siam.
At this time, deep in the inner courtyard of the palace, the King of Siam was still anxiously waiting for the results of the battle on the front line.
For some reason, corresponding good news comes every other hour on weekdays, but today, there has been no news from the front line for several hours.
The king was very anxious and worried: Is the war ahead going unfavorable?
But no, everything was normal a few days ago, and the high priest was there to supervise the battle in person, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
Or maybe Daxia's reinforcements have arrived - but judging from the time, it shouldn't be so soon, it will have to wait a day or two.
For this reason, the king of Daxia has already prepared tickets to fly overseas the day after tomorrow.
As soon as Daxia's reinforcements arrive, no matter what the situation of the war is, the king will immediately board the plane and take refuge far away as soon as he receives the news.
The rest will be left to the ministers of the court to deal with.
In this way, no matter what kind of agreement is signed that is humiliating and humiliating the country, he, the king, is like a non-stick pan and will not be held responsible.
Later, when the storm subsided and the army retreated, the king returned to stabilize the situation and sadly beheaded one or two officials who signed the agreement to give an explanation to the people of the country.
"Report——!" At this time, a guard finally came to report and brought back the first-hand news from the front line. "Dada... the high priest... is back..."
"Oh!?" When the king heard this, he was overjoyed. "Have you won the victory so soon?"
After all, the return day of the high priest must be a time of triumph.
The king did not expect that it would go so smoothly!
The high priest is truly a man of God!
"What is that bloody thing in your hand?" The king saw the guard carrying a round package in his hand, so he asked curiously, "Is it the head of an enemy general? Let alone the Jingzhou God of War.
——Hell, if the high priest beheads a war god in Daxia, we will be in big trouble!"
However, the guard opened the package tremblingly, and there was indeed a bloody head inside.
The king took a closer look and breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out to be the head of the high priest... It scared me to death. I thought it belonged to the God of War in Jingzhou..."
