Chapter four hundred and thirteen: the natural defeat
After getting the answer he wanted, Qin Feng pointed his finger at himself, "I am the Sword Immortal. Can you give me 100,000 gold coins?"
King George looked confused and thought, can you still have some respect? Even if you want money, you still want it from me in private. Just stand up and say that you are a swordsman. Should I kill you or kill you?
Milna glanced at Qin Feng dissatisfied. She didn't expect that he had done so many things before, but this matter must be resolved now.
So she leaned into King George's ear and whispered: "My brother is indeed naughty, but he is really good and can lead troops to fight. It just so happens that your marshal is also dead, so why not let him be the marshal?"
Already."
King George immediately turned around and heard what Milna said, Qin Feng was indeed a swordsman.
Looking at Qin Feng unexpectedly, King George suddenly smiled and said: "I heard your sister said that you are not a sword fairy, but a soldier fairy, so I am going to give you the position of marshal. You must defeat the Chet army. I
Waiting for your triumphant return, I will give you the glory and wealth you want."
"Your Majesty, please think twice. This man looks very young. He definitely has no experience in leading troops in combat. If we hand over 100,000 troops to his hands, our Rother Kingdom will surely perish." A minister appeared on the side and said,
He immediately blocked the king's appointment.
Then he glanced at Qin Feng with disdain and said: "I have a candidate. This person is not only a martial arts saint, but also has been familiar with military books since he was a child. He is the first choice for the marshal."
"Oh, let him come in." When George heard this, his eyes immediately lit up. Rather than handing over the army to unfamiliar people, he felt it was more reliable to be recommended by his own people.
After a while, a handsome man wearing armor and holding a halberd came in, saluted King George and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, Oliver."
"Well, get up." George looked at his handsome appearance and nodded with satisfaction: "Someone recommended you to become the commander of the 100,000-strong army, but I have another candidate here. How are you going to make the other party give up the fight for the position of marshal?
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"This is simple." Oliver stood up and looked at Qin Feng, his eyes were arrogant and sharp, and the halberd in his hand pointed at Qin Feng, "As long as you can take my three moves, the position of marshal is yours, how about it?"
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and said calmly: "If you can take one of my moves without dying, I will make you the marshal."
"Arrogant..." Oliver held the halberd and stabbed him directly.
Qin Feng pulled out his sword fiercely, and the blade hit the tip of the halberd, splitting the halberd into pieces with unparalleled force. The broken pieces flew backwards and hit his armor with a crackling sound.
sound.
Oliver was knocked backwards by the fragments, but fortunately his armor was hard and only allowed him to receive some impact, otherwise the sharp fragments would have seriously injured him and killed him.
"The armor is very hard. Since you are not dead, you are the marshal." Qin Feng retracted his sword, turned around and walked towards the crowd.
Everyone around was shocked. Although Qin Feng gave up the position of marshal to Oliver, everyone could clearly see how badly Oliver had been defeated. He couldn't even take one of the opponent's moves.
"No, I lost. The position of marshal is yours." Oliver stood up with a wry smile. If it weren't for the armor on his body, he would have been seriously injured and couldn't get up.
"No, that's yours, I don't want it." Qin Feng shook his head lightly.
Are you kidding me? Leading a bunch of swordsmen and gun wielders to fight a group of musketeers. The gap is too big, okay?
Faced with the two people's excuses, everyone looked up at King George, who was also extremely troubled at this time.
George felt very embarrassed, so he looked at Milna.
Milna lowered her head and thought for a while. If Qin Feng got the position of marshal right away, there would definitely be a lot of people who would oppose him, so it would be better to let him go and wait until he has accumulated enough prestige before taking the position of marshal.
"Since Qin Feng doesn't want to be a general, let him be a general. As for the position of marshal, let's give it to Oliver."
George smiled and nodded, feeling that Milna was really virtuous, "Then just listen to the queen."
Soon, Qin Feng set out from the capital and arrived at the front line of the kingdom, the camp in the forest.
In front of the forest is the coast. On the coast are Chet warships. These warships are also their temporary base.
Oliver quickly took over the entire camp, but Qin Feng, who was accompanying him, surprised everyone. Qin Feng's demon-like scene that day was still deeply remembered by everyone.
When Oliver called all the generals together for a meeting, everyone was avoiding Qin Feng.
"Everyone, we..." Just as Oliver was about to speak, a huge shout of death came directly from the distance.
What's going on?
As soon as everyone had doubts in their minds, a soldier ran in from outside and reported: "Marshal, the Chets launched an attack on us."
"How many people are there on the other side?" a general asked immediately.
"About 10,000 people." The soldier replied immediately.
Everyone immediately turned to look at Oliver, waiting for his instructions.
A confident smile appeared on Oliver's face, "Everyone, the opponent is only 10,000 people, and we are 100,000 people. We will definitely win."
"But?" Someone wanted to say something else, but Oliver stretched out his hand and said, "Nothing but. There are many of us and we will definitely win. Let's all set off."
Facing the attack of the Chets, all 100,000 Rother troops were ordered to leave camp and decided to fight a decisive battle.
Is this a person who has been familiar with the art of war since childhood? Unfortunately, times have changed.
Qin Feng shook his head and followed them.
The two armies soon met in the forest. When Rosser's army was arranging their troops, the other party's artillery was already firing, followed by various musket fire.
A large group of armored warriors fell immediately, and groups of phalanxes began to retreat before they even started to kill the enemy.
Seeing such a scene, Oliver was stunned. Although he knew that the Chets were very powerful, he didn't expect them to be so powerful.
If the battle continues like this, these 100,000 troops will simply not be enough to destroy the other side.
The situation is becoming more and more critical, more and more soldiers of the 100,000 army are retreating, and big beads of sweat appear on Oliver's forehead from time to time.
"Marshal, what should we do?" All the generals looked at Oliver again.
Oliver looked at Qin Feng with hopeful eyes, "Sir, is there anything you can do now?"
Qin Feng just shrugged. It was easy to kill them all, it only took some time, but why did he do it? If it was too easy, Milna would not cherish the fruits of victory he gave.
Let them defeat for a while and let them all be anxious for a while.
Oliver sighed, "In that case, let's retreat quickly."
As soon as the order to retreat was given, all the soldiers were immediately defeated, and the Chet's offensive became fierce accordingly.
During the retreat, most of the people had dispersed, and in the end, only Qin Feng came to a small river.
A figure emerged from the water at this moment. Qin Feng stopped and looked at Mi Erna who showed dissatisfaction with him.