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The Peculiar War God of the Song Dynasty
Qin Feng turned around and ran in the opposite direction, discovering a path leading another way.
There happened to be a few potted plants blocking the way; these pots were about several dozen centimeters high, and it seemed to be a corner, perhaps that was the exit where he could temporarily escape.
He quickly ran toward it. The Imperial Guards protecting him were truly careless. Seeing them with fierce expressions, brandishing their Broadswords, they should have blocked him immediately!
Not only did they fail to stop him, but they also let him through. What a bunch of fools.
Wang Song was chasing fiercely from behind; it must be that Bai Lian colluded with those bandits and bribed them heavily.
Third Brother had traveled this route many times without being robbed by bandits, yet this time he was killed! Although it was done by a Yellow-haired Kid, he probably had something to do with it.
Our Wang family relatives treated him terribly, like a dog; even the Servants were better off than him, so revenge seemed quite reasonable!
He quickly followed, holding his Broadsword, shouting, “You Bai Lian, don’t run! You caused the death of my Third Brother, and you still have the face to live! I’ll send you to accompany him and honor his soul.”
Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but tremble. How could the Wang family relatives be so cruel as to want to kill him? It was all because of that Wang Xiang being so foolish.
The previous owner of this body must have lived a very miserable life! With a domineering wife at home who wouldn’t let him touch her, and these relatives bullying him outside—what immense suffering that must have been!
He suddenly drew the Broadsword from his side. Although it was just an ordinary weapon from the Imperial Guards, it was still sharp.
The suppressed anger in his heart slowly emerged; he really wanted to chop down this beast behind him, but he couldn’t do that.
Soon he reached the corner, only to find it was a dead end—there was no way out!
Qin Feng looked on with a mix of laughter and tears. Was this a joke? How could they set up such a trap? If he had known earlier, he would have run the other way.
Wang Song ran to a spot two meters away, laughing heartily as he raised his Broadsword, which was several dozen centimeters wide, its bright white light dazzling.
"Bai Lian, why don't you run? You colluded with the bandits to kill him and still have the face to live. Let me send you to accompany him, to serve him like a beast."
He turned around and said, "Brother, I didn't kill Wang Xiang; he was careless. He was humming a tune on the road and got shot by stray arrows. You can't kill me; I'm still this time's Peace Envoy and have a significant mission."
Upon hearing him call "Brother," Wang Song felt a twinge of reluctance. After all, he was still family; even if he found him unpleasant, he wouldn't usually kill him.
However, he felt that Third Brother's death must be related to him. He had always treated him poorly, like a dog, scolding him often. The circumstances surrounding Third Brother's death were too suspicious.
"Considering you called me Brother, I'll give you an answer: whether you're here or not, the Negotiation will proceed the same way. It will definitely go well; Zhang Bangchang and the Chancellor are already at the Negotiation. You might as well accept your fate!"
With that, he swung his Broadsword in his right hand and charged at him, feeling as if he were killing an enemy.
Qin Feng was somewhat confused. Why was there someone at the Negotiation? And Zhang Bangchang? Wasn't he a notorious traitor in the future?
Seeing Wang Song's murderous intent, it felt like he was killing a dog. But he was a person too; if pushed too hard, it would be mutual destruction.
His own killing intent surged forth as he picked up his Broadsword. Since there was no way to dodge, he would fight back; it wasn't certain who would die first.
Wang Song showed no mercy and directly swung at his neck, thinking of him as just a powerless official; even if he killed him, it could be settled easily.
Qin Feng quickly dodged aside, narrowly avoiding having several strands of hair cut off as the blade passed by him.
But he wasn't willing to give up; he aimed for Qin Feng's abdomen next.
Qin Feng could only brace his Broadsword against Wang Song's attack! The wide Broadsword felt somewhat heavy under Wang Song's immense strength, forcing him to retreat several steps.
Wang Song is indeed quite impressive, much stronger than his useless brother, with great strength and faster movements.
Wang Song fiercely swung his weapon upward, aiming to kill Bai Lian, who looked like a Scholar and was quite irritating to him.
He sensed something was off; the previous Qin Feng was very weak, easily knocked down with a single punch. Yet now, despite using so much strength, he found that Qin Feng was able to block his attacks without appearing flustered.
Is this still that bookworm? How could he have such strength, almost matching his own? But on the battlefield, he had been fighting for over a decade.
In the areas they entered, several Deputy General soldiers held their Broadswords to the necks of those present, warning them not to move and scaring them significantly.
It had long been heard that the Wang family relatives did not take Qin Sir seriously. Qin Sir is a good person, not the coward he was rumored to be; it is just that the Wang family relatives are unreasonable and worse than pigs or dogs, wanting to kill people.
What a commotion! The outside Imperial Guards were watching closely and quickly notified the commanding officer Zhang Mu and Liu Xian, the Duties of the Imperial Guard Commander, to come down and rescue them!
Meanwhile, Wang Song and Qin Feng had fought for dozens of rounds. Every strike from his blade was deadly, aiming to seriously injure or kill him.
Yet Qin Feng managed to dodge each attack; those he couldn't evade were blocked with his Broadsword.
Qin Feng also realized that while Wang Song's swordsmanship seemed fierce and his speed and power were decent, after observing it for a while, it felt rather ordinary—just more experienced.
He was merely a brute who relied on sheer force; despite all his efforts, he hadn't landed a hit on Qin Feng, only slightly better than Wang Xiang.
He still had plenty of strength left in him. Using his own Broadsword, he entangled it with Wang Song's broader blade, spinning continuously to prevent him from countering effectively.
Wang Song was just a rough man! On the battlefield, he only knew how to fight desperately. A General relying on family connections is at most just a Deputy General.
Strong limbs but lacking intellect, he didn't know how to adapt; he was straightforward and acted impulsively. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here to kill people! He appeared quite flustered.
Suddenly, taking the opportunity, he snatched the Broadsword from his hand and flew several meters away, landing under the tree roots.
Then, he kicked towards his chin. He had been holding back for a long time; it was about time to beat this beast. He even wanted to kill him, just a brute after all.
Of course, he kicked with great force. He had always looked down on him; he owed him nothing, so why treat him like this? This time, he actually wanted to kill him!
He immediately let out a scream, blood spitting from his mouth as he fell heavily to the ground, looking at Qin Feng in terror.
Qin Feng then stepped on his bulging stomach, right on the black armor. It was indeed very solid, making a clattering sound.
"Wang Song? From now on, I, Qin Feng, sever all ties with your Wang family. You offend me once, and I will repay you double. You dare to kill Peace Envoy? Then your whole family will be wiped out!"
Wang Song struggled hard to get up from the ground, but the weight of the foot pressed down too heavily, preventing him from rising.
"You Bai Lian, what do you think you are? You want to sever ties with us? Let me go! I want to kill you, you murderer who caused my brother's death."
Then he kicked fiercely towards Wang Song's right cheek, which naturally elicited two screams as he felt more blood spilling out.
Qin Feng looked at him disdainfully. Just a moment ago, he had been polite to him; now he was calling him Bai Lian. Wasn't that asking for a beating?
Such a person was not worthy of being a General; even being a Deputy General would be pushing it. He could only be a soldier fighting on the battlefield without any brains, causing chaos.
He truly felt pain now; more blood flowed out, some even trickling down his neck—warm and uncomfortable.
However, he started to laugh strangely and reached for his own face! This guy actually dared to injure him!
"You are just a Bai Lian, a useless fellow. No matter how powerful you are, you can't change your pathetic appearance. Our Wang family will only treat you like a dog. With our different aspirations and your pretentious high-mindedness, you still plan to..."
Listening to him only made me angrier. This underground man truly has no brains and still thinks highly of himself. Even while lying on the ground, he continues to curse.
Qin Feng also became more furious! It seems that in the past, he had suffered greatly, like a dog, all because of these people. Now, it's time to take back what was his and give himself an explanation.
He began to kick his face back and forth with both feet, using his hands to hit him. It was truly dirtying his own hands; he was like the filthy mud of the underground, only deserving to be trampled and kicked.
Soon, his face was marked with large red footprints, swelling and turning blue, causing even more pain.
He still wanted to stand up, but with his useless state, was that even possible? He could only use his hands to shield himself in an attempt to lessen the pain.
But it was futile. The suffering you caused me in the past, even if I can't repay it double, at least let you experience a taste of it now.
He continued to kick and hit this so-called general, who was nothing but a mediocre person unworthy of the title, merely someone who got there through connections.
A few of his teeth actually flew out, and several were broken. The sight of the white mixed with red was quite terrifying!
Seeing that he had hit him a bit too hard, he stopped. He didn't want to kill this person; otherwise, it would bring trouble.
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