Hu Yanqing sneered twice: "I am the commander of the 18th Huya Army Corps - Hu Yanqing, the head of the 18th generals of the Huya Army!"
The Huya Army of Northern Hungary had eighteen legions. Among them, the eighteenth legion commanded Huyanqing and had the highest status.
He didn't lie.
Su Changfeng said coldly: "I'm sorry, I've never heard of someone like you."
Hu Yanqing's face darkened, and he became angry from embarrassment.
"Su Changfeng, I know that you are called the Unparalleled God of War in Great Xia and are very proud. I also know that you once defeated the Seven Kingdoms Alliance on the battlefield and made great achievements in battle."
"It's just a pity that no matter how brilliant your record is and no matter how high your status is, you will die in the hands of my 18th Legion today!"
"I must chop off your head with my own hands to pay homage to those Northern Hungarian soldiers who died at your hands!"
Su Changfeng looked at him and smiled.
There was no fear in the smile, just a hint of helplessness and unwillingness.
He knew that today was probably the most difficult day in his life.
Although, in the northern battlefield, we have been on the verge of despair several times.
But at that time, he still had comrades and brothers fighting side by side. Even if he died in battle, he would not be alone.
But now!
He only has himself.
But even so, Su Changfeng didn't want to give up.
He promised Xia Wei and her parents that he would bring her back to Jincheng safely.
He can't break his promise!
At this moment, Xia Wei, who had fallen into a coma, faintly opened her eyes.
Looking at the scene in front of her, she quickly understood the situation between Su Changfeng and herself.
A wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Brother Feng..."
Su Changfeng lowered his head, looked at Xia Wei in his arms, and forced out a smile: "Xia Wei, you're awake. How do you feel?"
Xia Wei's face turned pale: "Brother Feng... I'm fine. But I don't want to hurt you... Leave me behind and leave quickly..."
Su Changfeng felt a surge of sadness in his heart.
"Silly girl, what are you talking about?"
"Before coming to Northern Hungary, I promised your parents that I would bring you back safely."
"I, Su Changfeng, will never break my promise."
Xia Wei looked at Su Changfeng's resolute face, her eyes sore, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"...But, I don't want you to die."
"I want you to live and live well!"
"Because...I love you! I love you very much, love you very much!"
After saying that, she cried loudly.
Su Changfeng smiled bitterly, wiped away her tears, and comforted her: "Don't cry, don't be afraid. I'm not dead. I won't die before you send her to a safe place."
"Silly girl, please bear with me and let's fight together."
After saying that, he took off his shirt, let Xia Wei lie on his back, and then tied her tightly to him.
"Brother Feng...you don't have to worry about me. Just kill me if you want. Even if I die with you today, I won't have any regrets." Xia Wei lay on his shoulder with tears streaming down her face.
It rains.
Su Changfeng laughed twice: "Okay, then let's kill them all!"
After saying that, he raised the Dragon God Sword in his hand and pointed it at the army of ten thousand people in front of him!
"In my eyes, you are all - rubbish!"
"No matter how many people there are, they are still ants in my eyes!"
These words instantly angered everyone in the Eighteenth Legion.
Hu Yanqing waved his long sword and said angrily: "Kill, kill him for me!"
"I want to see how long he can last!"
Wow.
After giving the order, an army of ten thousand people rushed towards Su Changfeng like a tide.
Su Changfeng, on the other hand, sneered, raised the Dragon Divine Sword, and charged into the enemy group...
