Chapter Fourteen: Initial Display of Skill

  As soon as Wang Hu finished shouting, the people below heard it and each of them regained their strength to continue surrounding and killing Mao Yi! This Wang Hu is quite capable! He's good at using money and power to control his subordinates. At this moment, Mao Yi had just cut down a small soldier on his side, and with a swift motion, he pulled out a long gun from someone's corpse and threw it directly at Wang Hu's direction.

  This startled Wang Hu, and he lowered his head to feel a sudden lightness on top of it. He stretched out his hand to touch it, only to find that his helmet had been shot off by Mao Yi's spear just now!

  "Haha, Wang Hu's little kid, you want to take my life? Come on if you have the guts! I'll die with you as a backing!" The crowd heard Mao Yi's arrogant laughter!

  Wang Hu was also anxious, with more than 200 men under his command facing only 30, yet they were being killed so miserably. The main thing was that the enemy general had even humiliated him, knocking off his helmet. Wang Hu shouted loudly: "Mao Yi, you old thief, don't be so arrogant! I'll take your head!"

  At this time, Mao Yi's side had only five people left standing, and the others were almost dead. The five of them were also seriously injured, probably relying on their willpower to stay upright. Especially General Mao Yi's left ribcage still had a sword stuck in it. His own sword was also notched from cutting, this battle was too brutal. A team of thirty people fought against over two hundred, now the enemy only had twenty people left, all of whom were injured, including Wang Hu who had old injuries!

  Wang Hu charged forward on horseback, looking like he was going to make a direct dash at Mao Yi and take him down. The people around them instinctively parted to clear a path. Just then, a sickle flew through the air, spinning end over end as it hurtled towards Wang Hu - Lin Feng had thrown it with precision timing based on the horse's speed. Now was the time for Lin Feng to make his move; both sides were evenly matched, and he didn't care about the remaining few people, at least they could escape!

  "Hmph, hidden weapon!" Wang Hu muttered to himself, and with one spear thrust, he tried to knock the sickle knife away. However, he underestimated Lin Feng's explosive strength. When his spear clashed with the sickle knife, instead of being knocked flying, the sickle knife spun around due to the immense force, and its inertia pulled Wang Hu off his horse. The sickle knife also left a gash on his chest, but it was only a superficial wound due to the thickness of his armor.

  Wang Hu picked up his long spear from the ground and got up, then looked at Lin Feng who was walking out of the forest slowly. His eyes were filled with vigilance and anger: "Who are you?" The other soldiers had just recovered from the shock of Wang Hu's sudden fall from horseback and were now pointing their swords at Lin Feng. Meanwhile, a few people on Mao Yi's side were leaning against each other, looking at Lin Feng with suspicion in their eyes.

  Lin Feng stopped two meters in front of them and Zhou Chen stood beside him. Lin Feng looked up and smiled, "General Wang, don't be angry, I just lost my hand, I didn't mean to cause trouble!" At this point, both sides were puzzled. Lin Feng looked at them like that, stretched out his hand to pretend to wipe the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and continued, "I really didn't mean to cause trouble, but I did it on purpose. General Mao over there, I want to take him away, do you have any opinions?"

  Wang Hu stood there, not responding, just staring at Lin Feng. Lin Feng saw that he didn't answer, so he said: "If General Wang has no opinion, then I'll take General Mao back!" As he spoke, Lin Feng walked towards General Mao Yi.

  "Hold on! You think you can just take him away? They're definitely going to die today! You'd better not get involved, or else you'll be done for too!" Wang Hu glared at Lin Feng as they were about to leave.

  "Oh?" Lin Feng turned around and looked at him, smiling as he said: "General Wang, you're not mistaken, are you? You still want to capture me? The lesson from just now wasn't enough for you?" Then Lin Feng shook his head and said: "I don't want to kill anyone, so it's best if you hurry up and leave with your men!" After finishing speaking, Lin Feng continued to provocatively stare at him.

  Who knew that Wang Hu was a hot-tempered man? Once his temper flared up, he didn't care about anything anymore! He directly shouted loudly: "Brothers, kill! Kill this little brat together! If we kill them, we'll make great contributions!" As soon as he finished speaking, more than twenty people, including him, surrounded them.

  "Old big brother, what's going to happen now?" Little Zhou stuttered and asked beside Lin Feng. Lin Feng glanced at him and said: "You go to the back point, with General Mao Yi and the others! Also, lend me your dagger for a while!" After finishing speaking, Lin Feng took the dagger from his hand and pushed him backwards.

  "Hmph, still want to hold us back and let them escape? Beautiful thinking, brothers, kill!" Wang Hu shouted loudly as he led the charge, his spear sweeping horizontally towards Lin Feng. Seeing this, Lin Feng thought to himself, "You guys have a lot of people, I'm not stupid enough to fight in a group, but one-on-one is a different story altogether!"

  Just as he shouted at Lin Feng not to leave, Lin Feng raised his guard, absolutely not underestimating him, and didn't want to die yet! Just as the spear was about to sweep across Lin Feng's body, Lin Feng suddenly moved, leaning back and dodging the attack. He then used his right hand to grab a dagger and push off the ground, borrowing momentum for an incredible 180-degree spin, directly stabbing the dagger into the man's waist with his left hand. Next, he pushed off the ground with his foot and stood beside him, his right hand naturally placing the dagger on the man's neck, even slicing through a small patch of skin, and blood began to seep out!

  At this time, Wang Hu directly let go of his hand and threw the spear to the ground. Then he shouted at his subordinates: "Stop, stop! Don't come over!" Lin Feng freed up his left hand and patted his head, smiling at him: "Are you still trying to capture me? I've already said I don't want to kill anyone, let you hurry away, but you insist on coming to deal with me? Come, come, tell me! How do you plan to deal with me?" Wang Hu was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat and stuttered: "This young master, please spare my life, I was momentarily impulsive, don't hold it against me, I still have an 80-year-old mother at home, and below...".

  "Slap" Lin Feng directly slapped him, interrupting his words, maybe a bit too heavy-handed. "Cough cough" Wang Hu, who was bent over by Lin Feng's slap, spat out two and a half teeth. He didn't dare speak anymore. Lin Feng then kicked him to the ground with one foot, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and wiped it on his body without caring about his loud shouting. Holding the dagger in one hand, he looked at Wang Hu's subordinates and said: "What about you? Do you still want to continue resisting?"

  Lin Feng had just finished speaking, and the people opposite him finally reacted. The general who was usually so brave and great in their eyes was defeated by a single move, and then Lin Feng punched out two of his front teeth with one slap... I guess Lin Feng is now not much different from a devil in their minds! Then they started throwing down their weapons, kneeling on the ground to beg for mercy, and slowly everyone surrendered. Lin Feng looked at it as if nothing had happened, and went over to General Mao's side, asking: "General Mao, are you seriously injured?"