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They continued walking forward, while Qin Feng recounted those heroic deeds.
It started with the Black Market, which harmed people for profit and was notorious for its lewdness. Then there were those two groups of Bandits, each more formidable than the last, who managed to easily capture the Imperial Guard Commander.
In the end, they used a scheme to blow up thousands of golden figures, which also sparked a conflict between the peace faction and the war faction, causing quite a headache.
There were dozens or even hundreds of Cavalry passing by, all riding on Warhorses. Some were on routine patrols, while others were on special missions.
Some were heading out of the Imperial Cavalry camp, all carrying plenty of weapons, likely going out to execute tasks.
Di Wu listened carefully, finding it quite interesting, almost like listening to a story. However, it was very real and full of danger along the way!
He smiled and said, "In the past, I heard that Brother Qin was famously afraid of his wife. I didn't expect you to bring back a Great Beauty and take her as a concubine. Your temperament has certainly changed; seeing is believing. This gentle woman must be delightful in bed."
"A man having three or four wives is only natural. Looking at that old hag would definitely be annoying; having two gentle and beautiful concubines is just perfect—it's only reasonable."
Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh at his words. In ancient times, it was normal; which High Official didn't have a couple of beautiful concubines to indulge in at night?
His superior was a Military Official, also a vigorous man who surely had several wives, allowing him to be so open-minded.
He laughed along; having a few gentle and charming concubines was indeed quite enjoyable.
The commanders of the Duties of the Imperial Guard Commander Liu Xian and the Imperial Guards also laughed along. Since ancient times, heroes have struggled with beautiful women; taking concubines was not unusual.
Di Wu smiled and said, "Brother Qin, you don't need to keep calling me 'Sir.' We are all vigorous men here, unlike those Civil Officials who are so restrained. Just call me Wu Ge like these commanders do."
Qin Feng felt a sudden warmth; indeed, it's much easier to communicate with straightforward warriors who readily refer to each other as brothers. It's truly wonderful.
“Wu Ge, from now on I will call you Five Brother, and you can call me Brother Qin.”
Di Wu felt happy; having a brother who dedicated himself to the country was truly an honor. He had also devised a plan to kill so many Jin Bing, which was a great relief and boosted the morale of the army.
He noticed a commander in Black Armor nearby and shouted loudly.
“Just now, what Brother Qin did, along with your Deputy Commander-in-Chief, was to eliminate bandits and kill Jin Bing. Hurry to the military camp, spread the word everywhere, and inspire our troops! Those Jin Bing only know how to use brute force and lack intelligence; they are not to be feared. Go promote this!”
He understood that the army of the Great Song Dynasty, guarding Tokyo City and the nearby Western Route Army against Western Xia, was the strongest. The soldiers from Wang Bin in Taiyuan were formidable as well.
The other armies were too weak; not only did they lack regular training, but they also idled away their time, making it impossible for them to hold out for long. The Jin Invaders would eventually reach Tokyo City.
Thus, it was essential to boost morale. When morale is high, the army will surely win; when morale is scattered, the army will inevitably lose.
The heroic deeds of brothers on the road were truly exemplary and could inspire their fighting spirit, making them even braver.
The commander shouted enthusiastically and mounted a brownish-yellow Warhorse, heading towards the main army.
Qin Feng was also a clever person; he understood that the purpose of all this was to boost morale and strengthen the spirit of the Great Song army to defeat the Jin Kingdom.
However, why was this Five Brother moving further away instead of heading towards the crowded military camp? It seemed increasingly empty, with fewer soldiers around.
They unexpectedly arrived at a large open space that appeared to be where the Imperial Guards trained, but it had ended, and they were returning to the camp to rest.
The smile on Di Wu's face grew fainter while his killing intent became heavier.
Turning his body, he said, “Brother Qin, this Deputy Commander position is not an ordinary job; it is a position above ten thousand as a Military Official. Therefore, you must have good skills and horsemanship. Ride your horse; let me test your abilities!”
"You have to give it your all, and I will do my best to cut you. If you get hurt, don't say I didn't warn you."
He boldly mounted a nearby Black Warhorse and took a Great Longsword from the hand of a commander, nearly two meters long, radiating a strong killing intent.
Qin Feng appeared somewhat surprised and felt a sense of fear; since he was going all out, it meant he was going to fight seriously.
Just moments ago, he had been smiling and friendly, but now he was so cold, treating his opponent as if they were enemies. What did this mean?
Not immediately getting on the horse, he asked Liu Xian beside him, wanting to know what it meant.
Liu Xian looked a bit surprised but not like Qin Feng; he already knew about the boss's habit of preferring to fight with real weapons. That was what true brothers did.
He explained, "This is the boss's habit; it's also the final test to see if one qualifies for the position of Deputy Commander. As long as you pass, you'll be the second-in-command here, respected by everyone."
"If you fail, then it's back home to nurse your wounds! The boss is serious about this; people often get hurt—some severely disabled, while others just need a little rest before continuing as the second-in-command."
Qin Feng felt scared; if it was for real, injuries were inevitable.
He didn't expect there would be this final test—a real fight. Indeed, the position of Deputy Commander was not something just anyone could handle.
He realized that at this point, there was no turning back; he could only fight with all his might. He should be able to pass; after all, his body was in good shape.
He climbed onto another Black Warhorse nearby, part of the Cavalry Barracks. There was even a bow and several arrows on it.
He also drew the Broadsword from his Black Armor; a brilliant white light suddenly emerged from it—it was incredibly sharp.
The Deputy Commander's sword was indeed extraordinary, made from high-quality materials and quite heavy, measuring over a meter long.
Di Wu urged the Black Warhorse beneath him, swinging the Broadsword in his hands as he charged at him with a fierce glare, clearly serious about the fight.
Qin Feng also raised the Great Longsword and swung it toward him.
The two high-quality weapons clashed together, producing a loud sound of metal colliding, filled with power.
When he felt the Long Sword strike against his Broadsword, his hand shook violently; it was truly powerful, much stronger than his own strength, and he knew he couldn't win.
After several hard strikes, Di Wu changed his approach, no longer attacking his upper body but instead aimed for his thigh, showing no mercy as if he were killing an enemy.
Although Qin Feng didn't have as much strength as him, his eyes were sharp. He noticed the incoming attacks and managed to dodge them one by one, truly trying to avoid being incapacitated.
After enduring dozens of exchanges, he found that his Broadsword was full of nicks and dents, resembling a worn-out blade despite being new just moments ago.
He said, "Wu Ge, this sword is already useless; I admit defeat. The testing should come to an end; I should be qualified."
Di Wu did not respond to him. The last exchange had passed by closely, and he was now more than ten meters away.
Suddenly, he turned red like a crazed beast and continued to raise the Broadsword, charging at him once more.
Liu Xian and the others realized that their leader had gone berserk again. Whenever he fought with enthusiasm, he would unleash a strong killing intent, refusing to stop until he had knocked his opponent off their horse.
Those dozens of exchanges were truly intense; they knew they couldn't match that level of ferocity.
He shouted, "Brother Qin, the boss has gone mad again! He won't let go until you're knocked off your horse. We can't stop him; run! The farther you get, the better. Once he comes back to his senses, it will all be over."
Qin Feng seemed to understand; it turned out that his increasingly excessive aggression was due to being unwell, which fueled his murderous intent—he truly wanted to chop him into pieces.
He urged the Warhorses beneath him to run far away, planning to return later.
However, the Warhorses surprisingly lowered their heads, appearing as if they were waiting for death, remaining completely still.
Perhaps they had seen the opponent's horse, which was so fierce that they surrendered, knowing it wouldn't kill them anyway.
He found it quite amusing yet infuriating; with his broken knife, he realized it was useless and simply tossed it aside.
His archery skills were the best, and his eyesight was sharp. Why not shoot Di Wu off his horse to bring him back to his senses?
He casually picked up the bow and an arrow hanging on the saddle and quickly aimed at the front hooves of the Warhorses.
The ordinary arrow flew like the wind, striking the hoof of the Black Horse and piercing through.
Of course, it left a few centimeters of a wound, causing red blood to flow out.
The Black Warhorses let out a loud cry, roaring as its front hooves suddenly lifted off the ground.
Di Wu did not expect the horse to suddenly lift its body into the air, entering a frenzied state.
He only focused on defeating his opponent and was not aware enough to dodge.
With a loud crash, he fell to the ground and lay there.
The Long Sword also dropped to the side but was a bit far away, not injuring him; he was still wearing sturdy yellow armor.
The commanders of the Duties of the Imperial Guard Commander Liu Xian quickly rushed over. Qin Feng had such audacity; he merely let him escape but shot their leader. This would surely result in severe punishment.
Di Wu lay motionless on the ground, unsure of what had happened.
Qin Feng also felt a sense of fear. Could it be that he had fallen and gotten seriously injured? A horse running that fast would definitely cause injuries if one fell off.
He rode over and shouted, "Wu Ge, are you okay? Don't scare me, brother. I really didn't mean it; I just wanted you to stop chasing me."
The Di Wu on the ground slowly began to move, lifting his face, which was covered in dust and looked somewhat disheveled.
Suddenly, he burst into laughter, sending dust flying around his face.
"I have to hand it to you, Brother Qin. With your cleverness, shooting the hooves of Warhorses made me fall down here and wake up. You truly have the talent of a commander. I, Di Wu, acknowledge you; you are qualified."
"From now on, you will be my Cavalry's Deputy Commander, Military Commander, and my assistant. You must help me well in our joint effort to eliminate the Jin Invaders."
Qin Feng laughed along with him. Everything was fine; it was truly great. If something had happened, he would have been in deep trouble.
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