The fiefdom increases by one soldier every second, and millions of cavalry circle the Dragon City

Using the mailbox left by the bandits, Qin Ming quickly set up an ambush.

The effect was not very good. When the bandits approached, they already noticed some abnormalities.

But their long-standing habit still made them subconsciously move forward.

As soon as he stepped forward, he fell into Qin Ming's ambush.

Qin Ming gave an order, and the Qingjia soldiers suddenly rose up and raised their butcher knives!

Before Heifeng Village and others could react, the killings had already begun!

The number of the Qingjia Army was far greater than that of the bandits in the Black Wind Village, so once the battle began, it showed a one-sided trend.

The army was defeated like a mountain!

The gangsters in Black Wind Village had no power to fight back and were cut down by the Qingjia Army like wheat!

Qin Ming looked at the killing scene in front of him with indifference in his eyes.

Qin Ming has witnessed such fighting many times since time travel.

I have already become somewhat accustomed to it.

For him who has a lord system, fighting is a normal thing.

He has to get used to it too!

In such a battle on the battlefield, no one under Qin Ming's hands showed anything strange.

Although they had just experienced a fight, the bodies of the Qingjia soldiers were still upright!

They wiped off the blood on their armor and looked at Qin Ming with firm eyes.

Waiting for Qin Ming's instructions.

Qin Ming looked around. Bodies were piled up around him, and the pungent smell of blood lingered.

Qin Ming frowned slightly.

In the current situation, there is definitely no way to trick people into coming here.

Although the smoke was thick, it could no longer cover up the smell of blood.

Seeing that he couldn't attract anyone, Qin Ming was too lazy to continue wasting time here.

"Let's go to Black Wind Village!"

The Qingjia soldiers left in a hurry, leaving corpses on the ground.

On the way to the march, Qin Ming also followed Zhuge Liang's suggestion and mobilized his Qingjia troops into formation.

According to the principle of one thousand men per team, Qin Ming quickly divided the Qingjia Army into ten teams.

There are eight lines of infantry and two lines of archers!

The infantry marched forward, pushing past like tanks.

The archers behind were ready.

...

In the Black Wind Stronghold, He Zhiyi's face was gloomy.

In fact, not long after Qin Ming led his army to leave Jinsha City, he had already received a report from his spies.

"Then His Highness the Prince actually left Jinsha City with a large wave of troops?"

Above the main hall of Black Wind Village, He Zhiyi's face was uncertain, and there was a trace of surprise hidden deep in his eyes.

Could it be that His Highness the Sixth Prince has sensed something and is preparing to escape from Jinsha City?

No, we must not let His Highness the Sixth Prince escape!

Such a scene had already appeared in his mind.

Qin Ming returned to the capital, summoned the support of the current Emperor Yan, and led a million-strong Yan army to completely cleanse Lingnan!

He will never allow this!

After all, his own Black Wind Village was so deliberately targeting His Highness the Sixth Prince.

How could this prince be allowed to escape?

But as the spies continued to come the news.

He Zhiyi was a little dumbfounded.

"What? Coming towards our Black Wind Village?"

He Zhiyi slapped his hand on the table, and the sound almost shook the whole hall.

He looked at the respectful spies and his voice was in disbelief.

How could he have thought that His Highness the Sixth Prince would leave Jinsha City alone and directly lead troops to their Black Wind Village?

Are you planning to fight to the death?

Is he crazy?

No matter what He Zhiyi thought, he never thought that His Highness the Prince would actually do this!

This Jinsha City, no matter how bad it is, is still a large-scale city!

As long as he stands still and defends one side, Heifeng Stronghold will be powerless even if he wants to.

However, what He Zhiyi didn't expect was.

This guy actually goes out to attack? !

Is this guy crazy?

There are tens of thousands of brothers in Heifeng Stronghold, plus there are many defenses!

How many troops did these six princes muster to dare to attack Black Wind Village?

"Tell me clearly, how many people are here?"

The spy from Heifeng Village winked and thought for a while.

How could he see clearly how many people there were in such a dense crowd?

"Probably...like a few thousand people, it's a lot anyway."

The spy scratched his head and said.

A light flashed in He Zhiyi's eyes.

"Thousands? Humph! How dare a mere few thousand people attack our Black Wind Village?"

"Don't say thousands, even 10,000 people! What do I, Black Wind Village, have to fear?!"

"Then the prince, it would be better if he stayed in Jinsha City and awaited death, but how dare he take the initiative to come to our Black Wind Village?"

"Since he is looking for death, then I will satisfy him!"

"Give the order, let brothers get ready!"

"As long as this prince dares to come, let him never come back!"

He Zhiyi said coldly, and the boys beside him all echoed loudly.

"That's right! Just a prince..."

"What happened to the prince? We killed the prince!"

"After these six princes are killed, I wonder who else in Lingnan dares to look down on our people from Black Wind Village!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Emotions among the boys were running high.

In their eyes, Qin Ming, the Sixth Prince, actually took the initiative to come to the door of their Black Wind Village. He was simply throwing himself into a trap!

He Zhiyi's eyes flashed as he listened to the shouts of his subordinates.

He quickly called someone.

The person who came was walking like a dragon and a tiger, with two scabbards on his waist, which looked strange.

If Qin Ming were here, he would definitely recognize this person!

This person is none other than Nie Hailong!

However, Nie Hailong seemed different from what Qin Ming saw at the beginning.

There was a subtle change in his aura.

He Zhiyi saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"Then the Sixth Prince is here."

Nie Hailong's eyes lit up with a light.

The image of the sixth prince subconsciously appeared in his mind.

Looking back on these life and death crises, they were all thanks to him!

Thinking of this, murderous intent boiled in his eyes.

If given the chance, he would definitely want to take revenge with his own hands!

Looking at He Zhiyi at this time, Nie Hailong seemed to understand something.

He nodded vigorously, "I understand."

"I will give an explanation to the brothers who died in the village!"

His voice was cold, and one hand had already touched the knife on his waist.

Feeling the hatred and murderous intent of Nie Hailong at this time, He Zhiyi was very satisfied in his heart.

He patted Nie Hailong on the shoulder.

"This is your last chance."

The words coming out of his mouth were full of threats!

Kill Qin Ming, kill the Sixth Prince!

This is Nie Hailong's last chance!

Otherwise, how could He Zhiyi let him go so easily?

Even at the beginning, he still had a sense of pity for Nie Hailong's talent.

After all, Nie Hailong was once the head of a copycat village, and now he turned to him. Both emotionally and rationally, he should show the magnanimity of the head of the Black Wind Village.

But now, Nie Hailong has led many brothers in the village to death.

He must have an explanation!

And killing Qin Ming is his last chance!