Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 820 Battle

Tens of thousands of people in the audience shouted in unison; they were ready to kill.

Jiang Wanjun waved his hand. "March!"

The army of tens of thousands marched mightily toward the battlefield, prepared for a decisive battle!

Under Jiang Wanjun's command, the army divided into three routes today. He led the main force to face the enemy head-on; Xia Hou Jun led the Xi Xia cavalry to flank and break through; and the three hundred thousand army of the descendants of the six nations that he had gathered followed closely behind as reinforcements, ready to encircle the enemy.

The formation was grand, and the arrangement was perfect.

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A hundred miles away from the capital of Xi Xia, on the battlefield of the desert, Chu Feng had long led his army to wait.

The banners fluttered, the two armies faced each other, and the battle between hundreds of thousands of soldiers was particularly magnificent and vast.

"God of War, the one in front is Donghua 'God of War' Chu Feng, who killed General Hu Yanqing," Xia Hou Jun pointed to the enemy camp, his Dragon Marshal uniform exuding a heroic aura and gritting his teeth with hatred.

It was this person who brought disaster to Xi Xia, leaving them in ruins and on the verge of collapse.

Jiang Wanjun narrowed his eyes and looked over.

Chu Feng also raised his head, seemingly unafraid, his gaze as sharp as a sword.

In the midst of thousands of troops, before they even engaged in battle, the eyes of the two main commanders met in the air, filled with a strong sense of hostility.

"Not bad."

Jiang Wanjun pondered for a long time and said, "Such a young age yet possessing such a commanding presence, no wonder Qing Er was defeated by him. Given time, this child will definitely become a major threat to Xi Xia. Perhaps he will be the next 'Chu Tianxiong'!"

"Unfortunately, you have encountered me, destined to fall here."

Jiang Wanjun sneered, his gaze filled with disdain and arrogance.

Having galloped on the battlefield his entire life, dominating an era, he had defeated countless so- called genius commanders. Chu Feng was just one of them.

"Jiang Zhan, go and greet this young man on my behalf."

Jiang Wanjun waved his hand, and a young man wearing golden armor, riding a Ferghana horse with an imposing demeanor, walked out. "Yes, teacher."

He was Jiang Wanjun's youngest disciple and also the most favored one. He was full of arrogance and looked down on everyone, but with the protection of his seniors and the backing of Jiang Wanjun, no one could touch him.

Jiang Zhan raised his whip and urged the horse to gallop toward Chu Feng. He looked him up and down with an arrogant expression on his face, saying, "It's you who killed my senior, Hu Yanqing? Hmph, ignorant child, how dare you act arrogantly in front of my teacher?"

"My teacher is the 'God of War' who dominates the battlefield. In terms of experience and achievements, you are not even worthy to shine his shoes. What qualifications do you have to fight against him?"

"You better surrender and beg for mercy, kowtow, and apologize in front of my senior's grave. Do you really want my teacher to crush you into pieces, leaving no trace of your remains with his hundreds of thousands of troops?"

Chu Feng's face remained as cold as iron, his eyes sharp as knives, and he stared intently at Jiang Wanjun as if he were just air.

"I'm talking to you; are you deaf?" Jiang Zhan exploded with anger. This arrogant dude actually dared to ignore him. When has he ever endured such humiliation?

"You don't know what's good for you; you're truly seeking death."

Before he could finish his words, Chu Feng swiftly drew his sword, a cold light flashing.

A head rolled to the ground, and Jiang Zhan's lifeless body fell from his horse, startling the horse into a frenzy.

Chu Feng wasted no words, pointing his long sword and commanding, "Kill!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Donghua army were filled with high morale, exuding a menacing aura as they charged forward with roars.

Jiang Wanjun was dumbfounded, and Xia Hou Jun and his hundred thousand troops behind him were also stunned.

They never expected that Chu Feng would be so ruthless and arrogant, daring to kill his disciple right in front of Jiang Wanjun!

Jiang Wanjun was filled with thunderous rage and shouted, "Kill!"