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The Peculiar War God of the Song Dynasty
Qin Feng stopped and looked at his black shoes, which were surprisingly stained with some red blood. It was truly disgusting.
Wang Song appeared to be out of his mind, using his two thick arms to shield his face, constantly swaying in an attempt to block the swift kicks coming at him.
He had already been knocked unconscious and had lost several teeth, which fell to the side. Just looking at them felt heavy; it was all because this thing was clearly useless yet refused to admit it, cursing under his breath.
The faces of the two were also covered in red blood, with blood continuously flowing from their mouths. If he just admitted defeat, wouldn't that have been enough? It wouldn't have come to this.
After shaking his hands for a long time and realizing that no feet were coming toward him anymore, he slowly began to regain consciousness.
At the entrance, Zhang Mu and his group were also confronting several Deputy Generals.
Zhang Mu was dressed in black armor; he was the commander of the Imperial Guard, significantly higher in rank than ordinary Imperial Guards.
Liu Xian and others had also arrived, followed by over a hundred Imperial Guards wielding Broadswords. The previous amicability was gone, replaced by a murderous aura directed at these people.
"Step aside! If you don't move, don't blame me for being ruthless. Dying will be in vain."
The Deputy Generals brought by Wang Song seemed quite unconcerned; after all, if anything went wrong, Wang Song would take the blame. The Wang family had significant influence in the capital.
A few of them were also fully clad in black armor, wearing black helmets and brandishing their Broadswords.
"That Qin Feng is just a Bai Lian and is already suspected of causing the death of General Wang Xiang! General Wang Song is currently interrogating him; results will come soon. Stay out of this; it’s none of your business."
"This negotiation is already being handled by Lord Zhang Bangchang. Whether he comes or not is irrelevant, isn't that right?"
Zhang Mu's Broadsword shot forward like a white lightning bolt, pressing against the neck of the Deputy General who spoke. Then he swung down forcefully.
The Deputy General's neck was instantly severed, blood gushing out and splattering onto the faces of the nearby Deputy Generals, scaring them greatly.
They looked on in horror as he collapsed onto the wooden floor. After twitching a few times, he died.
The several Deputy Generals were also intimidated; they never expected that they would actually kill someone. This was a Deputy General, and a Deputy General of the Border Army at that.
They often mentioned General Wang Song, while Qin Feng was just a Bai Lian, very weak and without any abilities, destined only to be bullied. How could they risk saving him?
Zhang Mu's eyes showed a hint of bloodlust; this was what he looked like when he truly intended to kill. He really wanted to eliminate these people as well, but he couldn't.
They were only following Wang Song's orders; after all, he was their superior and a Deputy General of their own country. They couldn't act on impulse.
"Get out of my way! The Peace Envoy is appointed by the Emperor and represents him in negotiations. You think you can just stop him? If you try again, this will be your fate. Do you understand?"
The soldiers of the Deputy Generals stepped aside, not daring to block him any longer. Their lives were the most important.
Zhang Mu and Liu Xian rushed over to search for Qin Feng in the backyard.
Their hearts were filled with worry; they never expected that Wang Song's brother would be so overbearing! He really didn't take Brother Qin seriously, daring to kill someone at the Post Station. It was truly outrageous.
Upon closer inspection, they noticed that the corner ahead was somewhat concealed, with several potted plants placed there. Perhaps the person was hiding there.
There was no sound at all; could it be that something really happened?
When they arrived and looked, they found Brother Qin perfectly fine, as if nothing had happened. He looked completely normal, and his knife was sheathed again.
However, Wang Song was different. He slowly got up from the ground, appearing extremely disheveled, as if every part of him hurt.
His black armor was covered in dust and had some red bloodstains; he looked utterly miserable.
His face was truly a sight to behold—swollen to an enormous size, resembling a pig's head. Blood was still oozing from his mouth as if he had sustained serious injuries.
Wang Song struggled to rise from the ground, his movements slow and laborious. "You... you... just wait! I will definitely..."
Qin Feng no longer regarded him as a threat; he simply wasn't worthy of being a general—brave but foolish—and in reality, his skills were still lacking; he couldn't even defeat himself.
"You want to do what! Even I can't defeat him. Are you saying I didn't hit hard enough and still want to find trouble?"
He could only swallow those words back, feeling the pain of being bullied by this Civil Official, especially since he had once humiliated him.
Zhang Mu and the others understood; it was indeed Brother Qin who did this. His skills were impressive, even injuring a general from the border like this.
He said, "General Wang, what are you doing? Since you've drawn your blade against the court's Peace Envoy, your entire family could be executed!"
Wang Song looked disdainfully at these Imperial Guards. They were just the highest-ranking commanders; how dare they act so arrogantly, thinking they were something special.
"This Qin Feng must have colluded with the bandits on the road and ambushed my Third Brother Wang Xiang. Otherwise, how could a general die so easily?"
They were somewhat surprised; it was completely unreasonable. Those bandits killed without blinking and ruled the mountains; how could they possibly collude with him? It was clear that it was that incompetent fool who was too careless and got shot.
"Wang Song, you impulsive fool, quickly kneel down and apologize to Qin Feng! He is now the Peace Envoy, not just some Civil Official."
Suddenly, a loud voice shouted from behind. It wasn't Qin Feng's voice or Zhang Mu's; it came from further back.
Turning around to look in that direction, several generals clad in Black Armor appeared, wearing black helmets and wielding long and wide Broadswords.
One of them, a burly man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, was General Wang Xiang, scolding his own brother. He was truly acting impulsively, especially since his superior Wang Bin had just arrived.
Right Chancellor Zhang Bangchang was also present, dressed in a loose purple robe that suited his plump figure well.
This brainless younger brother usually acted on impulse without thinking. He was brave on the battlefield but was simply foolish when it came to matters below.
Wang Song was naturally unwilling to accept this. His face was still swollen from the beating, but his defiance was evident.
"Brother, you actually want me to kneel down and apologize to this guy? Does he deserve it? He's the one who injured me!"
Wang Xiang became furious, pointing at Wang Song. "You foolish brother, when will you ever make me feel at ease? To dare injure the Peace Envoy is a capital offense! If I tell you to kneel, then you kneel! Do you want me to kneel down with you to apologize?"
After hearing these words, Wang Song became clear-headed.
He could only unwillingly bend his body down, then knelt on both knees and lowered his head, performing a grand salute.
Qin Feng looked at this heavily armed Wang Song, who surprisingly swallowed his pride and knelt down to apologize to him! It felt so satisfying; it was truly exhilarating.
Just a moment ago, he was like a vicious dog with sharp teeth, but now he had turned into a submissive dog, no longer baring its fangs and crawling on the ground.
He also glanced over and noticed that behind Zhang Mu and the others, several generals clad in Black Armor appeared. Each of them was brave and resourceful, exuding an air of authority and menace.
One of the generals wearing Black Armor was tall and somewhat overweight, with a round face that bore some resemblance to the deceased Wang Xiang. He was indeed Wang Xiang's older brother, Wang Bin; they were truly brothers.
Behind him were several other generals in Black Armor, all around 1.78 meters tall, except for one shorter general who was not even 1.70 meters tall.
The oldest among them appeared to be in his forties, with dark yellow skin that looked quite tough; he seemed to be a very shrewd person.
The generals around him showed great respect towards him, resembling subordinates meeting their superior. Could he be the highest commander of the military here, Wang Bin?
Next to these generals stood a man dressed in a purple robe, who also looked overweight; he was indeed quite robust!
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