He was so angry that he couldn't control his emotions, and these people seemed to be overwhelmed by his momentum. They were trembling with anger, but they couldn't utter a word of rebuttal!
One of them suddenly had an idea and shouted: "Who do you think you are? How dare you come and talk to me like that? You don't even have the qualifications to stand here!"
"Who am I?" Chen Feng sneered and said, "If Prince Qing hadn't entrusted me, I wouldn't even be in the mood to care about your nonsense."
"After I came here, I was even more disappointed. The soldiers and generals under your command are all heroes, but you and their superiors are all such trash."
"If I hadn't been entrusted by Prince Qingjun, I would have turned around and left right now, leaving you rubbish alone!"
"What? Are you sent by Prince Qingjun?" These people looked at Chen Feng and shouted in surprise!
The girl stood up, looked at Chen Feng, and said nervously: "This young master, do you know his surname?"
Chen Feng said coldly: "My name is Chen Feng."
"I am Qing Rongyue, and Prince Qing is my father!"
Qing Rongyue looked at Chen Feng and said softly: "Master, please calm down. You said you were sent by my father. I don't know what evidence you have?"
Chen Feng raised a jade plaque with a swish.
After the jade tablet appeared, it suddenly shone brightly, and the figure of Prince Qing flashed past it, and what was shown was the scene of Prince Qing being imprisoned.
Seeing this scene, Qing Rongyue's face suddenly turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, and she sobbed: "Father, father, are you really sent to prison? Father..."
At this moment, she was extremely panicked.
And those generals who didn't believe it at first were completely awake at this time, and they all exclaimed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, how could this happen?"
One of them grabbed Chen Feng's sleeve and said loudly: "How could this happen?"
Chen Feng suddenly yelled and yelled at them: "Shut up! Shut the hell up!"
He walked forward, grabbed Qing Rongyue's shoulders, stared at him, and cursed loudly: "I never yell at women, but today is an exception! Because you really disappoint me!"
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"You are simply a loser. Prince Qingjun is such a hero. How could he have such a loser, such a disgusting, and incompetent daughter like you?"
Qing Rongyue was dumbfounded by his scolding and stared at him blankly, while the generals all yelled: "Don't do anything!"
"Bah, bah!" Chen Feng spat on the ground, pointed at them and cursed: "You people are worthy of being generals and commanding an army? Who are you?"
He shouted loudly: "From now on, I am in charge of this army. Everyone obeys my orders. I will lead you to survive!"
"Who do you think you are!" The faces of these generals showed disdain.
One of the middle-aged generals said with a smile: "This little brother, it is indeed the Lord Qingjun who sent you here, but this can only prove that those blood-clothed guards' warrants are fake."
"But we can't say that His Highness Prince Qingjun asked you to come and take over this army."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng slapped a piece of paper on his face and shouted: "Open your eyes and see clearly, what is this! This is the handwriting of Prince Qing!"
These people hurriedly looked at it, and after reading it, they looked at each other.
Then an old man said: "Yes, it is indeed the operation performed by King Qingjun. On this handwriting, King Qingjun wrote very clearly that he asked Chen Feng to take over the army."
"The path of this army and everything from now on will be controlled by Chen Feng!"
But when they looked at Chen Feng, there was still a look of reluctance on their faces.
Obviously, Chen Feng just cursed loudly. Although Chen Feng did the right thing, Chen Feng also offended them, and they were all somewhat hostile to Chen Feng.
One of them said: "Well Chen Feng, you must have the strength to convince us!"
"You need strength, right?" Chen Feng smiled coldly, and suddenly his aura surged, rising directly to the middle stage of a one-star Martial King.
"What? He's actually a mid-level one-star Martial King master?"
"So young, less than twenty years old, and already a one-star Martial King? How can this young man be so terrifyingly powerful?"
"Just now I thought he was only at the eighth level of the Martial King Realm, but I didn't expect that his true strength is actually a mid-level one-star Martial King!"
At this time, these generals were shocked.
None of them were as powerful as Chen Feng. Now they were convinced and had nothing to say anymore!
Next, Qing Rongyue introduced these people to Chen Feng.
There were four people present. The bearded general was named Lu Heng.
Another tall, thin middle-aged man who first questioned Chen Feng was named Xue Changying.
That mature and prudent old man is named Zhao Guang.
Another person who has always been taciturn and doesn’t speak much is named Xu Ying!
Chen Feng, on the other hand, briefly talked about his own affairs, including those in Wuyang City.
Hearing that Chen Feng was born in the Dragon God Hou Mansion, that he was number one in the competition between the five prince princes, and that he was the most outstanding alchemist, these people's faces showed a touch of excitement, and they were a little more hopeful than before.
Obviously, Chen Feng's illustrious identity and powerful past also gave them a lot of confidence.
They all looked at Chen Feng, waiting for him to make up his mind, obviously considering him as their backbone.
Chen Feng looked at everyone and said slowly: "Now, the first thing we have to do is to kill all these blood-clothed guards!"
"That's right! Kill all these blood-clad guards!" Several generals were extremely excited and shouted loudly.
Knowing that the other party was not someone sent by King Qingjun, they no longer had any scruples.
They had been so humiliated and massacred by these blood-clothed guards before, they all hated them to the extreme, and now they wanted to kill them all immediately!
Chen Feng said: "Before killing them, you need to understand their strength first."
"Have you figured out the strength of these blood-clad guards?"
Everyone looked at each other, but no one answered.
There was a hint of disappointment on Chen Feng's face. I really don't know what these people are doing these days. They just sigh every day.
Only Zhao Guang spoke: "There are a total of one hundred and thirty-six blood-clothed guards. Among them, Xue Chen, the leader of the blood-clothed guards, is a master at the peak of the one-star Martial King."
"He has another middle-aged scribe under his command, Mr. Wen, who is an early stage master of the one-star Martial King."
"Other than that, there are four masters who are at the Half-Step Martial King Realm, and apart from them, all of them are below the Half-Step Martial King Realm."
Chen Feng asked: "What about you? How strong are you each? Who is the strongest among you?"
