This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 440 Blackhead King
Wu Qianfeng didn't want to pay any attention to Bin, and even wanted to slap him.

Being at the peak of the fifth rank, he was naturally no match for Bin.

But he can't stand the giant standing behind him.

The giant warrior and the giant Qing, one following Lu Yuanzhi and the other following him, both are above the fourth rank, more than enough to protect him on the battlefield.

Seeing Bin coming, Ju Qing attacked without thinking to protect Lord Hou's son.

But just as Ju Qing was about to step forward with his sledgehammer raised, he heard Wu Qianfeng's voice from behind:

"Uncle Qing, the commander-in-chief has ordered us to retreat when we encounter him and pretend to be defeated."

After these words came out, Ju Qing lost his composure.

As a loyal fan of Marquis Weiwu, he is naturally loyal to Wu Qianfeng, the only son of Marquis Weiwu. He has never thought of disobeying Marquis Weiwu's words.

It’s just that the Marshal that Wu Qianfeng mentioned...if nothing unexpected happens, it must be Lu Yuanzhi.

And ever since the time when he and Ju Lei had ambushed Lu Yuanzhi and tried to assassinate him, he knew that Lu Yuanzhi would definitely remember him for the rest of his life.

So he has always chosen to be a nobody in front of Lu Yuanzhi, not bothering him, and hoping that he will not cause trouble for himself.

After all, Lu Yuanzhi is now the commander-in-chief of the three armies and the only god of war of Dayong.

This number one title is something many people cannot hope to obtain in their entire life.

If you want to cause trouble for Ju Qing, honestly, it's just a matter of a word.

Therefore, Ju Qing always thought about whether he could use someone's connections to save this relationship and make himself less distant from Marshal Lu.

Even though there may be no hope of getting close to each other in this life, asking for each other to keep out of each other's way will at least make you feel better.

"Don't worry, I know."

When the fourth-rank Ju Qing followed Marquis Weiwu to fight, Young Master Wu Qianfeng was still a dandy boy, raising hawks and running dogs.

And now?

Following Lu Yuanzhi was just a matter of fighting a war, and now he has become a third-rank general, commanding an army of 100,000.

One can imagine the future prospects of Young Master Wu. As long as he works hard with Marshal Lu, he will definitely become a big shot in the military in the future.

These are not just the conclusions drawn by Ju Qing, but are things that all the warriors in the army agree on.

"Ding!!"

There was a clash of weapons.

Bin's figure instantly retreated to his original position, looking at the giant opposite with a serious expression.

"Han Tian drum, huge support."

"hehe."

The giant grinned.

His reputation is not low either in the army or in Kyushu Continent.

At the very least, only someone with a name and reputation in Dayong can talk to him.

"bring it on!"

There was a flash in Ju Qing's eyes, and he swung the weapon in his hand again.

"Bang!!"

The fight between the two caused a wave of turbulence in the surrounding air.

Countless soldiers suffered considerable impact simply because they were too close to the two men.

On the spot, the eardrums of the demon soldiers and the Yong soldiers were ringing and blood was flowing from all seven orifices.

Wu Qianfeng looked solemnly at the giant who was fighting with Bin.

"Uncle Qing, act more realistically."

Wu Qianfeng’s voice transmission said.

After Ju Qing nodded calmly, he activated the power of his own domain.

There are not many fourth-rank masters in Dayong, and fourth-rank masters like Ju Qing who were born for the battlefield are even rarer.

In an instant, Ju Qing and Bin became the protagonists on the battlefield.

The momentum of the two people gradually became dominated by Ju Qing.

"The power of heaven and earth!!"

The giant's whole body suddenly swelled up, his muscles bulged, and from the outside, he looked like a big inflated balloon. The next moment, the long weapon in his hand was filled with a chilling light.

Bin's eyes were also unusually solemn, and his dagger became more restrained under the demonic power in his body, as if he only needed an opportunity to cause great turmoil to the enemy!
"Come!!!"

The sound of the giant engine was like the sound of a bell, and was extremely eye-catching on the battlefield.

Upon seeing this, Wu Qianfeng hurriedly gathered his men and ordered all the Yong soldiers to retreat, leaving the battlefield free for Ju Lei and Bin.

At this time, all the monsters in Pingdingshan, as well as the Yong soldiers, were looking forward to seeing these two people.

“Huh…”

After taking a deep breath, Bin and Ju Qing's weapons collided with each other.

A sound like the breaking of dawn exploded in everyone's ears.

"Boom!!!"

At this moment, the world seemed to be quiet.

Everyone stared at the battlefield.

In the battlefield.

The figures of Bin and Ju Qing disappeared.

"What about people?"

On the top of the mountain, a humanoid dog-headed man who looked like the leader of a demon tribe looked at the battlefield in a muffled voice.

He is the lord of Pingdingshan, the Blackhead King.

At this moment, its pair of dog eyes flashed with dark light, and it looked at Ning Mo beside it indifferently.

At this time, it already knew Ning Mo's identity.

In the world of all monsters, she is the princess of the Wangshan Mingli tribe.

He had been lurking in Dayong for many years to spy on the demon clan. Now the demon clan was defeated in Dayong, and the Demon King died in Wangyou Mountain.

He fled back to the demon clan and wanted to chase them and restore the glory of the demon clan...

The Blackhead King had no opinion on these words.

It is just an ordinary leader of a small border tribe among the demon race, and its cultivation and combat power are not high at all.

After Bin and Ning Mo came to surrender, it quickly accepted these two powerful allies.

"Don't worry."

There was a smile of confidence on Ning Mo's face.

In fact, she had secretly clenched her fists.

There can't be any mistakes in this scene.

Otherwise, if they continue to move forward... it will not be good for the two of them. Once someone starts to doubt them, they don't know when they will be able to realize their dream of unifying the demon race.

"Bin's fighting power is above that of Juqing."

Ning Mo's face was indifferent, and his pair of pitch-black cat ears had a hint of pink that made Yao fantasize.

The tail is proudly raised, like a fairy high above.

Looking at Ning Mo's absolutely beautiful face, the Blackhead King shrank his butt unnaturally.

Now that spring has passed, his temperament has become much more stable.

"That's good."

The blackhead king was actually very conflicted.

Because Ning Mo told it on the first day it arrived that it would definitely not be able to defend Pingdingshan.

After all, with an army of 100,000 coming, not to mention the Black-Headed King, even the Baoxiang Mountain of the Wanxiang Tribe might not be able to stop the Dayong troops.

What's more, the team was led by Lu Yuanzhi, that rough warrior from Dayong.

Now Lu Yuanzhi's reputation has spread throughout the entire Kyushu continent.

These four simple words "kill the Demon King in formation" are not something that everyone can achieve.

The term "Demon King" has represented extremely powerful force from ancient times to the present.

Even though the demon race no longer has its ancient glory, they are not something that ordinary people can mess with.

Having been a mountain king for his entire life, Blackhead King was still a little hesitant.

He wanted to take a gamble.

What if I win?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Ning Mo had already sentenced him to death.

These days she was too lazy to even try to persuade him. She had already decided that once this blackhead died, she would lead the remaining shrimp soldiers and crab generals on the flat-top mountain to the next hill.

And now on the battlefield.

The figures of Juqing and Bin slowly appeared.

After seeing the situation clearly, the entire battlefield was shocked. "Roar!!!"

In just a moment, an exciting roar was heard from the Demon Mountain.

"King Bin!!!"

"King Bin!!"

Countless demon soldiers began to roar.

Because at this moment in the battlefield, the giant was spitting blood and standing there trembling.

Bin stood opposite him with a proud look on his face, but the corners of his clothes were a little torn.

"you lose."

Bin's voice was faint, but it spread throughout the battlefield.

"Concession."

After saying that, Ju Qing nodded slowly and stepped back.

Bin did not stop him, but just watched the giant figure disappearing into the distance quietly.

"retreat!!!"

After Wu Qianfeng met up with Cai Juqing, his face changed drastically and he shouted to the soldiers behind him. Then smoke and dust filled the sky and disappeared the same way it came.

"Why don't you chase??!"

At this time, the Black-headed King Dog on the top of the mountain looked unhappy. He looked at Bin who was slowly coming back in a muffled voice.

Bin just gave a bitter smile, then his face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Pfft~"

"coast!"

Ning Mo's face was solemn, and he disappeared instantly. The next moment, he appeared beside Bin and tapped him lightly a few times:
"How about it?"

"No problem."

As Ning Mo nodded a few times, Bin's complexion obviously improved a little. He slowly raised his head and said:

"Ju Qing is a well-known fourth-rank warrior after all. It's not that easy to defeat him. I also got a few injuries, but they're nothing serious. I'll be fine after a few days of recuperation."

When Bin said this, he glanced at the dog head of the Blackhead King.

A flash of realization flashed across the eyes of the Blackhead King, and then he quickly nodded with a smile:
"Today we have returned with a great victory, severely dampening the morale of the Yong soldiers, and this can be regarded as a vengeance for our Great Demon Clan."

"hehe."

Bin Shi bowed slightly to him, glanced at Ning Mo, and then slowly walked into the cave with the help of the soldiers.

"Blackhead King."

Ning Mo's voice became solemn, her eyes rippling like water waves, looking at the dog head in front of her and said slowly:

"There are still 100,000 troops at the foot of the mountain. Although our army seems to have won a great victory in this battle, the actual loss to the Yong army is minimal. We still need to prepare for a rainy day and make a good plan."

"What's the plan?"

After hearing this, Blackhead King’s clear dog eyes were filled with confusion.

"Hmm..." Ning Mo's mouth twitched slightly, and then said: "It means to think of a way out."

"Oh……"

The Dog-Headed King nodded absentmindedly. He glanced at the group of soldiers who were still in the joy of victory, then slowly looked at Ning Mo, frowned, and asked:
"I wonder what Princess Ning Mo's plan is?"

Ning Mo smiled faintly and made a gesture of invitation: "Let's talk while we walk."

"Ok!"

The Blackhead King retracted his weapon and followed Ning Mo like a follower.

"We certainly can't resist an army of one hundred thousand." After entering the cave, Ning Mo's face was calm.

"Is there no way to resist it?"

The Dog-Head King looked at Ning Mo clearly.

"No, this mountain is the only way to get to the Demon City. Dayong will never give up."

Ning Mo said slowly.

"Then do we have to abandon the mountain and flee?"

Obviously, the Black-Headed King could not establish this ancestral heritage.

"no way……"

Ning Mo glanced at the Blackhead King. She could feel the Blackhead King's wandering eyes while she was talking, which made her feel quite unhappy.

"We have to leave. The only way is to continue north to Wanxiang Mountain and join King Wanxiang. If we can resist together, there is still a chance of victory."

Ning Mo sighed slowly and said, "With the means of King Wanxiang, even if he can't defeat Lu Yuanzhi, he can at least hold out for some time. The Yong army's battle line is too long and can't sustain their advance for a long time. When they run out of supplies, they will retreat. Then we will lead the troops back to the mountains..."

Ning Mo's words were clear and easy to understand, and the Blackhead King agreed repeatedly.

"Then listen to Princess Ning Mo."

The Blackhead King smiled innocently and said:

"Brother Bin won a great victory today. How about we celebrate for him first?"

"Not urgent."

A fierce look flashed across Ning Mo's face. She looked at the army gathering at the foot of the mountain from afar and said:
"Tonight, while the enemy is unprepared, I intend to lead the army with Bin to launch a night attack and win a great victory before leaving. By then, we will surrender to King Wanxiang as a token of our allegiance, and those demon kings will look upon us with respect."

"oh??!"

Hearing this, the Blackhead King's dog eyes slowly lit up.

"Are you sure?"

"If you only need me to mobilize 5,000 soldiers, I will definitely give you a great victory!"

There was a chilling hint of sadness in Ning Mo's voice.

“It should be so!!”

……

That night.

Among the Yong army.

Wu Qianfeng sat in his seat gloomily. After taking a quick bite of the food, he sighed.

In his eyes, this flat-topped mountain was just like a small Karami.

Just a kick can crush it.

Since his debut, he has never suffered such humiliation.
Which war did not end in great victory?

"How is Uncle Ju Qing?"

But at this moment, he still had to show a sad look and ask the soldiers around him.

"It's just a minor injury, it will be fine after some recuperation."

The soldiers dared not speak loudly for fear of incurring General Wu's wrath.

"Report~~"

At this moment, a scout suddenly came to report in a very serious voice.

"explain."

Wu Qianfeng looked towards the scout.

"I discovered that there are 5,000 demon soldiers coming towards my camp in secret."

???

When Wu Qianfeng heard this, he was stunned at first, and then his face turned red.

He was really angry.

Who am I? ?
A fierce general who led 50,000 Yong soldiers to annihilate an army of 100,000 in a battle at Wangyou Mountain!

How is it possible that he doesn't even have this much defense?
Ning Mo and Bin, the two spies sent by General Lu, are so stupid!
But I have to act with him.

……

"Five thousand demon soldiers dare to attack our camp?"

He gritted his teeth, then waved his hand calmly and said:
"The demon army is weak, this trip must be a trick, don't worry about it."

"This……"

The scout was stunned and blinked, not understanding what was going on.

"Back off."

Wu Qianfeng looked at the scout indifferently.

"Yes……"

After the scout left the tent, his face looked a little confused.

Shouldn't we lead our troops directly to fight at this time?
(End of this chapter)