He originally thought that these people were submissive to him, but in fact, these two armies were indeed the two most valiant and combative teams under his command, and they were submissive to him.
But he forgot that he had seconded these two armies to Zhu Feng for a whole year before.
They fought with Zhu Feng for a whole year in the north!
In the army, it is not only rewards but also generals that can most affect the morale of soldiers.
These people had witnessed Zhu Feng's bravery and invincibility on the battlefield. For a whole year, in their hearts, they had formed a will to obey the commander.
Therefore, these people cannot resist his order at all!
In the twilight, the setting sun shines like blood.
Zhu Feng raised his arms high, and the long knife in his hand seemed to be stained with blood by the setting sun.
He said in a deep voice, "Kill!"
"kill!"
In the barracks, there was such a roar all of a sudden.
While roaring, Nan Yan watched those people pull out their swords one after another, and saw a cold light shining in front of her eyes. After a few screams, those Yue people fell into a pool of blood.
Zhu Feng said again: "Kill!"
"kill!"
There were a few more screams, and the lieutenants following Zhu Xuan let out screams and fell to the ground.
However, when he raised the knife for the third time, he didn't shout out the "kill".
Because at this time, the knife in Zhu Yan's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and his legs softened, and he fell to his knees in front of Zhu Feng.
He was originally a tall and strong man, with armor added to his body, he also looked extremely heroic, but at this time, he was downcast and depressed like a puppet with a broken thread.
Zhu Feng held up the cold knife in his hand and looked down at him.
At this moment, there was a long howl at the gate of the camp—
"emperor!"
All the people turned their heads amidst the smell of blood and pain, and immediately, the crowd dispersed to both sides. Nan Yan looked up and saw Ye Zheng leading a few people rushing in from the camp gate.
These people also wore armor on their bodies.
They quickly ran in front of Zhu Feng, and Ye Zheng knelt down on the ground: "Your Majesty is late to save me, please forgive me."
Zhu Feng was expressionless, and only said lightly: "How is the situation?"
Ye Zheng said: "The eight camp gates of Yongzhou Daying Camp have all been controlled."
The crowd suddenly turned pale with shock, but Nan Yan raised his head, only to see that in the twilight, there were bursts of smoke and dust rising from far and near. Everyone's attention was focused on this place before, and it was completely unexpected that the Yongzhou camp would Already under control.
Suddenly, the sergeants panicked again.
At this moment, Zhu Feng said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, everyone."
All eyes widened at him.
He walked to the center of the crowd, and some people even had blood on their swords. He said calmly, "This time, you will all be rewarded for helping me put down the rebellion."
"..."
"Now put away your swords and go back to your respective camps."
When everyone heard his words, it was as if they had been hypnotized by a spell. They all put away their swords and retreated after saluting.
In an instant, only a few of them and a few corpses on the ground were left in front of the main tent, which was crowded with people.
Everything is over like this
Nan Yan raised her head and looked at Zhu Feng.
It's all right, everything has settled down.
But why, my heartbeat is still not calm, especially looking at his chiseled face in the setting sun, my heartbeat is getting faster and more chaotic?