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Feng Ling didn't ask any more questions.

Just as Sui said, Feng Ling now only needs to be responsible to Sui and doesn't need to worry about anything else.

Although this also completely separates the wind chimes of this era from humans, this itself is the price that the wind chimes have to pay for their choice.

"Ling", the agent of the year, is no longer a human being in the eyes of this era.

Feng Ling stood beside Sui. Facing the founding ancestor of Dayan, she no longer showed any disapproval. As an agent, she kept in sync with Sui.

"It seems that you have already taught this girl well?" There was a look of regret on Zhenlong's handsome face.

Although he could see Feng Ling's extraordinaryness at a glance, he also knew that choosing a girl who fell from the sky with an unknown background as the 24-year-old's agent was the best choice.

There are countless talented generals and ministers under the command of Zhenlong, but after all, they are all involved in their own affairs. No matter who it is, it is unsuitable to serve as Sui's agent, not to mention that Sui is unwilling to do so.

"Ling is very good and does not need any extra teaching."

Afterwards, the two of them chatted casually about everything from wind chimes to the weather, the harvest, and even some trivial matters in the market.

Except for the anxious look on the face of the general who had just given advice, the whole scene was harmonious.

Chat some gossip and eat some cakes.

Although Feng Ling was standing, she was not bound by any rules. From time to time, she picked up a piece of cake from the plate beside Sui and put it into her mouth to savor it carefully. She looked quite free and easy, and... as proud as Sui.

Not only did no one dare to say anything to her about this action, but even the waiters in the palace had to quickly serve some more exquisite pastries specifically for Feng Ling.

After a while, a soldier ran in just in time. The general listened attentively to the information and saluted with his fists clasped.

"Your Majesty, the conflict outside the city has turned into a fierce battle, and other agents have appeared."

"Hmm." Zhenlong waved his hand to indicate that he had understood. "Then, soldier against soldier, general against general... At this moment, can you let me see the true strength of your agent?"

"Humph... you've already figured this out, haven't you? You were the one who initiated the battle outside the city today. You really ruined my fun. Well, in that case... Ling!"

"Sister, please give me your orders!"

Feng Ling threw the last piece of very crystal-like pastry on the plate into her mouth, a fighting smile on her face.

The sudden change in aura caused the real dragon in close proximity to slightly shrink its dragon pupils.

"This six-tailed fox-eared girl...really has the body shape of a young girl."

Sui looked at Feng Ling and said proudly, "Go and give those villains a warning."

"Good~"

Feng Ling pushed the plate that she had just finished eating forward.

From the scene just now, Feng Ling clearly saw that these pastries seemed to be a kind of offering.

Are you treating me as a god sitting in the temple or on a high platform?

It's a very strange feeling.

but……

"Since I chose to eat these offerings, I might as well do something practical!"

As we entered the courtyard, a storm suddenly arose.

The wind chimes soared into the air.

With her current vision, she could clearly see that the area north of Yumen Pass was obviously in chaos.

Feng Ling exerted force on his feet in the air, and his figure was like a streak of white lightning, flying quickly towards the battlefield.

Chapter 339: Taotie's Agent2024-01-09 16:00:02

To the north of Yumen, the deafening sound of fighting resounded through the sky.

This is a tragic battlefield.

Ten thousand Dayan soldiers, their armor flashing with cold light under the shining sun.

Behind them is Yumen. Their eyes are firm and resolute, as if expressing their determination not to retreat.

However, the enemies they faced were indeed somewhat dangerous to them.

Leading the group was a giant nearly three meters tall.

Behind him were thousands of soldiers with strange makeup on their faces.

In this vast land, there is far more than just the Dayan tribe. Although Dayan can now be called a "country", it does not mean that the conflicts between these tribes have ended.

Just like Dayan worships "Sui", other tribes also have the habit of worshipping other gods.

The god worshipped by this giant tribe is "Taotie".

It is a vicious and all-devouring giant beast.

And this tribe is worthy of having such a ferocious beast as its totem.

Brutal, barbaric, and even cannibalistic, this is a cannibal tribe that will never be able to integrate into Dayan.

The cannibal tribe led by the giant, these ferocious enemies were like hungry wolves. At this moment, they stood opposite the soldiers of Dayan, with greed and cruelty flashing in their eyes, as if they were looking at a plate of premium food.

Conflict broke out.

On the battlefield, the shouts of killing shook the earth, and the flashes of swords and shadows of knives intertwined into a thrilling picture.

The soldiers of Dayan showed their bravery and fighting ability.

Their swords and guns are matched with a solid wall of shields.

Take your time and move forward steadily.

If Feng Ling saw it, she would feel familiar with it - the entry test that Sui gave her was really based on the battle formation of the Dayan soldiers.

Under normal circumstances, this type of battle formation is indeed invincible when dealing with tribes with more primitive technology.

Although the cannibal tribe was stronger in terms of physical fitness, the powerful productivity of Dayan made up for the gap.

Each attack took away the lives of a group of enemies.

However, the warriors of the cannibal tribe seemed tireless, fighting one after another and fearlessly.

They brandished huge weapons and attacked the defense line of Dayan soldiers again and again. Some exhausted soldiers would fall down, forming gaps, allowing the warriors of the cannibal tribe to rush into the battle formation.

The fight broke out.

The fierce conflict pushed the battlefield to a white-hot stage.

But no matter what, there is an insurmountable mountain opposite Dayan.

As the leader of the cannibal tribe, the giant man's figure on the battlefield was like a human fortress.

His muscles bulged and were as hard as steel, and every time he swung his weapon it seemed as if he could tear the air apart.

The roar was like thunder, echoing on the battlefield, making people feel as if they had seen the ferocious beast named "Taotie" with their own eyes.

This despairing gap still fills the hearts of Dayan's soldiers with fear.

The situation on the battlefield was not optimistic for the soldiers of Da Yan. Although they had more people, they seemed to be somewhat powerless under the fierce attack of the cannibal tribe, especially the tribe leader "Yan Zheng".

The formation was broken again and again, and every counterattack was suppressed by the enemy with greater force.

On the battlefield, blood and sweat are intertwined, and life and death and glory coexist.

Behind you is Yumen - never retreat.

The soldiers of Dayan are facing unprecedented challenges.

And at this moment.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and a strong wind blew up.

This is a rare weather in the dry and scorching Yumen.

And it's winter now, how could there be such dark clouds and strong winds? !

The abnormal astronomical phenomenon made everyone present alert.

As a figure shining with golden light fell from the sky into the battlefield, the terrifying shock it caused knocked over nearly a hundred cannibal warriors, and the soldiers of Dayan immediately showed joy on their faces.

"It's really here!"

"I saw it yesterday at the foot of the city! The Goddess of Years appointed her agent! It was this girl!"

Yan Zheng's angry eyes suddenly narrowed as he stared at the petite figure in front of him who was only half his height.

Feng Ling is petite... indeed she can be called petite in front of this three-meter-tall giant. Her body seems somewhat insignificant against the backdrop of the giant.

At this time, the wind chimes stood on the battlefield.

There was a gleam of determination and fearlessness in his eyes, and gradually there was an unbreakable pride.

The fox ears swayed gently in the strong wind.

The giant sickle in his hand was sharpened and flashing with golden light.

"My fellow soldiers, form your battle formation. From now on, I will be with you!"

Feng Ling raised the giant sickle high and shouted as if taking an oath, "Our attack has begun!"

As the giant scythe swung.

The wind is helping every soldier.

Today, Feng Ling's auxiliary ability can already cover a battlefield of tens of thousands of people.

The heavy armor became light, and the weapons seemed to be wielded more easily as if they were more in line with his heart.

The heavy-armored soldiers of Da Yan were now burdened like lightly-armored soldiers.

This miraculous increase caused the morale of Dayan's side to explode.

"Roar!!!"

The unified shouts completely washed away the depression in my heart.

It seemed to burst the eardrums.

The battle array was formed.

go ahead!

The battle started again.

This time, Yan Zheng took the lead in launching the attack.

Soldiers fight against soldiers, generals fight against generals.

Feng Ling's petite body forced the giant to give up his crude weapon that was only suitable for reaping lives on the battlefield.

He swung his huge fist and smashed it towards the wind chimes with a whistling sound.

The fist that broke through the air seemed to be able to tear the air apart, making it impossible to breathe.

However, Feng Ling jumped up lightly and cleverly avoided the attack.

The giant fist hit the ground, shaking up a lot of rubble, and this rubble, like bomb fragments, did not hurt Feng Ling, but it left dents on the shields of several soldiers that were almost pierced through.

What a terrifying power!

It has to be admitted that Feng Ling is definitely not going to be able to beat this giant in a simple numerical competition.

The wind chime leaped up with the wind, landed behind the giant, and slashed at him with a giant sickle.

The giant sickle with golden light left a deep bloody mark on the giant man's body.

"A little hard."

You can't stay for long. Feng Ling retreats after one strike, leaving no chance for Yan Zheng to break.

And by retreating in time, he also avoided the giant palm that followed from Yan Zheng.

"Hmph, little girl, you have pretty good skills! Seeing that you have delicate skin and tender flesh, I will use you as a snack for drinking today!" Yan Zheng said in a muffled voice, sneered, and his figure suddenly flashed. His huge body actually left a residual image on the spot.

Could this seemingly powerful warrior burst out with such speed?!

Feng Ling's heart suddenly calmed down.

They are all agents of God, so which one of them is not a monster?