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This unique skill is not only deadly, but also terrifying.

Those Liao soldiers had seen many skilled fighters, but they had never seen anyone who could kill someone while standing still.

Without even making a move, just standing there, releasing a red mist, the person collapsed.

This kind of thing, beyond our comprehension, is more terrifying than a thousand troops.

Wu Feng incorporated the surrendered soldiers into his own ranks and then glanced at the system panel.

More than 10,300 people.

Although these surrendered soldiers are not very loyal, as long as they are kept in check and prevented from rebelling, they can be used to defend the city, do hard labor, or serve as cannon fodder.

After accepting 10,000 surrendered soldiers, Wu Feng began to plunder the surrounding spoils of war.

There were countless orbs of light on the ground, densely covering the ground.

He picked things up as he walked, and his backpack filled with more and more items.

Weapons, armor, silver, medicine, materials—everything is available.

Centurion, chiliarch, lieutenant, and commander all drop pretty good loot.

I picked up several pieces of purple equipment and a whole bunch of blue ones.

That bearded general dropped an orange longsword, an orange longbow, and a second-rate martial arts manual.

Wu Feng accepted it all.

He looked up at the center of the camp, where a large amount of grain and supplies were piled up.

The grain stacks were piled up like small mountains, and the bags of grain were neatly arranged.

Hundreds of carriages were parked nearby, loaded with arrows, weapons, tents, and cloth.

Wu Feng turned to look at the surrendered soldiers kneeling on the ground and pointed in the direction of the grain and supplies.

"You all, go and move all the grain and supplies to Yingzhou City."

The surrendered soldiers were stunned for a moment. Some of them stood up first and ran towards the grain supplies with their bodies bent over.

The others quickly followed, moving swiftly, afraid of being seen as disobedient if they were slow.

The group immediately obeyed the order and fled from Wu Feng as if escaping.

Wu Feng watched their retreating figures and shook his head.

The way these people looked at him was like they were looking at a ghost.

He turned around and continued looting.

After picking up all the loot dropped by the general, he went to search through the camp again.

The tents of the main generals contained many valuable items: silver notes, gold ingots, elixirs, and secret manuals. A considerable amount was found during the search.

He packed everything into his backpack and then walked around the campsite to make sure nothing was left behind.

After looting, he turned around and stood at the gate, looking around.

The camp was in a mess.

Most of the tents had collapsed, and the ground was littered with orbs of light and scattered weapons.

Some of them collapsed on the tents, which were already on fire, and the flames burned brighter and brighter in the night wind.

In the distance, the figures of those deserters could no longer be seen on the horizon.

Unexpectedly, the 50,000-strong army actually fled.

They're really fragile.

Wu Feng stood at the camp gate, the night wind blowing, causing a corner of his clothes to flutter.

Indeed, in this martial arts game world of Jianghu Dream, martial arts skills are the ultimate combat power.

All military formations, strategies, and numerical superiority are laughable in the face of top masters.

One person, with one unique skill, can rout an army of 50,000.

This is the rule of this world.

He took a deep breath and turned to walk towards Yingzhou City.

The surrendered soldiers carried provisions and supplies, following behind him in a long line.

The line stretched out so long that it seemed to go on forever.

Wu Feng walked at the front, the night wind blowing on his face, carrying a chill.

He glanced at the system time—it was a little past nine in the evening.

It has been less than two hours since we came out.

It was somewhat unexpected that they could rout 50,000 Liao troops.

He never expected that this was originally a test, and he would win so easily.

When Wu Feng returned to Yingzhou City with a group of people, it was already late at night.

Lanterns hung on the city gate, their lights swaying in the night breeze.

The soldiers guarding the city saw a dark mass of figures moving in their direction in the distance and immediately sounded the alarm bells. The clanging sound carried far into the night.

Xiong Batian led his men up the city wall, his hand on the hilt of his sword, squinting as he looked out.

When he saw that the person walking at the front was Wu Feng, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly shouted down, "Open the door! The governor has returned!"

The city gate slowly opened, and two heavy wooden doors swung open to both sides.

Wu Feng rode his horse inside, followed by a long procession.

The surrendered soldiers carried their provisions and supplies, sacks of grain and boxes of supplies, forming a long line that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Xiong Batian stood at the city gate, staring wide-eyed at the army.

He turned to look at Mu Lingyun beside him, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Mu Lingyun was also completely bewildered. Standing on the city wall, he looked down as the surrendered soldiers and supplies filed in through the city gate. His brows furrowed and his lips were pressed tightly together.

He had just seen flames in the distance from the city wall and assumed it was a night attack by the Liao army, so he quickly led his men up the city wall to prepare for battle.

Instead of enemy troops, what awaited them was their own governor returning with tens of thousands of surrendered soldiers and mountains of supplies.

What's going on?

Mu Lingyun considered several ideas, but none of them seemed reasonable.

Xiong Batian ran down from the city wall and stood inside the city gate, watching the surrendered soldiers walk past one by one, muttering, "Wasn't the governor supposed to be scouting the camp?"

Han Yufeng also came from the city with Zhao Yu'e and Sun Yujiao. The three of them stood by the street, looking at the long queue, with incredulous expressions on their faces.

When Li Hu arrived from the city, the convoy was still moving in.

He stood at the city gate, looking at the surrendered soldiers and supplies, then at Wu Feng on horseback, and frowned.

He walked up to Wu Feng's horse and asked, his tone tinged with doubt, "Weren't you going to scout the camp? Why did you bring back so much stuff?"

Wu Feng jumped off his horse and handed the reins to the soldier next to him.

He glanced at Li Hu, shook his head, and said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

Then he turned to Mu Lingyun, pointed to the surrendered soldiers and supplies, and said, "Make arrangements for these surrendered soldiers. There's no need to be wary anymore. Let them find a place to rest in the city tonight and just don't cause any trouble. Tomorrow morning, take some men to the Liao army camp to clean up the battlefield. There's still a lot of stuff that hasn't been moved."

After hearing this, Mu Lingyun was taken aback for a moment, then clasped his hands in a fist and replied, "Yes, Your Excellency."

He turned around and ordered his men to start arranging for the surrendered soldiers. He moved quickly, but his expression still carried a hint of bewilderment.

Wu Feng then looked at Xiong Batian and said, "Keep the city defenses up, don't let your guard down."

Xiong Batian quickly clasped his hands in greeting: "Yes, Your Excellency."

Wu Feng glanced at the people standing around him, waved his hand, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards the governor's mansion.

A group of people stood behind me, looking at each other with very interesting expressions.

Xiong Batian scratched his head, turned to look at Mu Lingyun, and asked in a low voice, "Wasn't the governor supposed to be scouting the camp?"

Mu Lingyun glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to arrange for the surrendered soldiers.

He didn't know how to answer that question.

Han Yufeng stood to the side, watching Wu Feng's departing figure, her lips twitched, and she turned and left with Zhao Yu'e and Sun Yujiao.

Li Hu stood at the city gate, watching Wu Feng's figure disappear at the end of the street, and remained silent for a moment.

He turned to look at the soldiers behind him, waved his hand, and said, "You guys go and rest first."

The players nodded, turned around, and left.

Their facial expressions were all similar, as if they were thinking, "Did I just hear that right?"

Li Hu lifted his foot and walked towards the governor's mansion.

He walked through several streets to the entrance of the governor's mansion and went straight inside.

Passing through the front yard and down the short corridor, the lights in the front hall were on.

Wu Feng was already seated in the main seat, leaning back in his chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, sipping it slowly.

Li Hu went inside, sat down on a chair, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of water, and took a sip.

He put down his cup, turned to look at Wu Feng, and asked, "What happened?"