Chapter 847: Backer King

After Yang Feng's play, the Cao Kun who came to frighten them all lost their momentum.
At this moment, Yang Feng and others continued on the road, but Cao Kun and the others couldn’t keep up, because their mounts had already fainted. They were busy waking up, but they couldn’t wake up, and they immediately became angry with Cao Kun. Jump feet straight.
In the end, Cao Kun could only leave a part of the soldiers to continue to wake up the mount, and the rest followed him to guard the Yang family convoy to the base camp of the Qilin Army.
After all, they are here to meet the imperial envoys.
It's just that now they are following the caravan on foot, without the tall mounts, they can only watch Yang Feng and others riding their horses, triumphantly, like a group of attendants, their momentum is instantly weakened by 30%. Can't help but lament.
An hour later, under the guidance of Cao Kun, Yang Feng and the others came to a tall gate.
The soldiers of the three armies lined up neatly, and when they saw their faces, they shouted together, with a loud voice, so that the horses under Yang Feng and the others panic again.
Yang Feng and the others rectified the panicking horse team, and after looking at each other, they curled their lips in disdain.
Will the patron king only come this way? Except for intimidation, intimidation is nothing new.
If the general imperial ministers come, it is estimated that the legs will be weakened by this battle, but unfortunately, I am not an ordinary person, hehe.
With a grin, Yang Feng squinted at Cao Kun, and teased: General Cao, your Qilin Army is really majestic, but I don't know if it's superficial work, embroidered pillows. They are yelling so loudly now, don't be like the monster beasts you just now. You didn't steal the rations of the soldiers, hahaha! "
Hahaha...
As soon as these words came out, Tu Ganglie and the others immediately made fun of them.
Cao Kun on the side heard that his face was blue and white, and he was gasping for breath. Finally, with a gloomy face, he strode to the door of the shaft, waved his hand fiercely, and cursed: "It's all gone, don't be ashamed." Up. "
Brother, what are you talking about? "
At this time, a burly general came to him and said strangely: What's wrong, isn't our position not strong enough to scare the imperial minister? Huh... By the way, third brother, why did you come back? Where are your mounts? "
Hi, don't mention it! "
Shaking his hand with a look of ashamedness, Cao Kun sighed: I don’t know what happened today. After my five thousand demon cavalry encountered the Yang family convoy, they all fainted somehow. The family also laughed at our Qilin army for doing it in foreign power, it! "
Uh...no?
With a twitch of face, the general was shocked immediately.
Cao Kun frowned tightly and sighed: So, if my demon cavalry had frightened them before, then if you do this again, it will be icing on the cake. It's a pity that my brother disappointed the handsome father and the brothers. He didn't make a good start, and he became a joke about their dismissal. If you do this intimidation now, it will only make people laugh at us even more, so it's better not to do it, alas. "
so what to do now? Your Majesty let us lose face, but now we lose face. "
You quickly go back and report everything here to the handsome father, I will take them to see the handsome father in a while! "
it is good! "
Cao Kun exhorted, the general nodded suddenly and went back to report.
Then Cao Kun reluctantly rolled his eyes, and continued to bite the bullet to receive Yang Feng, a group of ridiculous nuisances, not to mention how bad it was.
In the beginning, he took the initiative to ask for his orders, and fought this first round, losing the power of the Yang Family. He felt that the task was easy and it was not a big deal, but who would have thought that he would lose in the first round.
Now facing everyone in Yang Feng, he was also a short head short, faceless, alas.
Sighing, Cao Kun made a calm face and went to lead the Yang family.
On the other hand, after the general returned to the backer king's military account, he explained everything, and everyone present couldn't help but change his face.
what? You mean that third brother, he folded in front of a third-grade official from the imperial capital? How can this be? "
Yes, how could all the monsters we trained faint for no reason? "
There is a problem here! "
...
The Thirteen Taibao looked at each other and chatted, their faces sank.
On the main seat, a one-hundred-year-old man with his eyes like copper bells and a white beard hanging down his chest, his eyes gleamed, and his complexion gradually became solemn: It seems that your majesty’s instructions are not for no reason. This imperial surname Yang is really true. Have a hand, not to be underestimated. "
Report! "
At this time, there was a loud shout outside the door: General Cao with imperial envoys, third-rank Wuwei generals, Yang Feng, and Master Yang were already waiting outside the tent, and came to pay a respect to the marshal. "
Let them come in, the old man will personally meet the imperial minister named Yang, who is sacred and what he has the ability to knock down my five thousand demon cavalry army as soon as I meet, hum. "
With a cold smile, the mountain king shouted, and the soldier went out to send orders.
In a short while, Cao Kun took the lead in the account, and after paying respect to the patron king, he returned to his original position.
Then Yang Feng filed in with a group of his men.
As soon as I entered the tent, I saw the old man with a gray beard, dressed in a golden dragon scale armor, with powerful Kong Wu, sitting on the main seat with power from all sides.
There are a total of thirteen seats on both sides, with thirteen middle-aged people sitting on each side, and Cao Kun is also among them. They are all the strength of the king of war, and they must be the thirteen great protection under the throne of the backer.
Backer King and his Thirteen Taibao, and... Cold Face Flying Eagle and Winter Thunder? "
Zhuge Shanshan was in the team, glanced at everyone present, and his heart tightened, especially when he saw the cold-faced flying eagle, he immediately trembled with fright.
You know, when they and Yang Feng were robbing Chen Gang at the time, the cold face Feiying was there and knew them.
Suddenly, Zhuge Shanshan tremblingly came behind Yang Feng, pulled his sleeves, almost crying: Master, that cold-faced flying eagle knows us. If he accuses us of Jie Huanggang on the spot, we won't even want to get out of this unicorn army camp, what should we do? "
You panic, there is a master, I am sitting here, what is there to be afraid of? "
The key is that there is only the master here, there are no grandpas who worship, there is always no sense of security, oooooo. "Zhuge Shanshan's mouth slumped and her eyes were red.
Yang Feng rolled his eyes helplessly, and curled his mouth in disdain.
The most secure man in the world is right in front of you. What else do you not know about, thinking about those bad old men?
Did you know that they sometimes ask Lao Tzu for a sense of security, cut!
Yang Feng's nostrils were upside down, completely disregarded.
And after the cold-faced flying eagle took a deep look at Yang Feng and the others, especially staring at Yang Feng and Zhuge Shanshan for a long time, his eyelids suddenly jumped and seemed to recognize it.
Then he stood up in silence, came to the patron king, whispered a few words quietly.
Backer King's eyes flicked, and after a flash of icy killing intent flashed deep under his eyes, he turned his head and whispered a few words in the ear of Winter Thunder before waving his hand to let him leave the big account.
Seeing this scene, Zhuge Shanshan felt nervous again.
The cold face Feiying went out, what did he do? Did you recognize us? We are going to transfer troops. It's over, we are dead, oooooo...